One Planet, One People, Infinite Possibilities!
Alliances were formed. Bubbles have formed. But are the sides of the reviewers irreconcilable? When the Nostalgia Critic wants to celebrate the anniversary of his website “TGWTG” this morning, he has no idea that he will soon be involved in a fight of epic proportions….
I like to be positively surprised. Let’s see if that guy with the hat doesn’t come across as annoying as a lot of the others.
That Guy with the Hat answers questions and is somehow obsessed with woodchucks. His name is Linkara and his original purpose is to review comics.
Up to this point, Linkara has always done his comic reviews in text form. This is a new step for him – a review in video form. His reign is “Atop the Fourth Wall”. This review is about Spider-Man #56 (in two parts).
Part 2.
There seems to be more and more angry people coming out in public. Is it good? You shouldn’t suppress feelings, that’s true, but does that mean you have to shout them out to the world? That remains to be seen. Anyway, another reviewer has emerged who has the word “angry” in his name – Angry Joe. As the saying goes, he’s “mad as a Deebar”. Or are we dealing with Deebar’s vengeance here? And so it begins…
In these times more and more unusual people appear. If they use their talents well, much can be gained. This one has an unusual talent and is trying to solve a great mystery.
The faster times get, the more nostalgia seems to be in vogue. And now this Nostalgia Critic has arrived. In this his taking on the Transformers movie. We will follow his career with great interest.
This guy seems like a pioneer. Although he’s just some jerk with a camera, he’s presenting his world to us. A world in crisis!
Once in a lifetime there is a man, and he’s the man! He’s got all the powers! Lost in the world of past, in the echo of ancient blast, there is a man of future, a man of mystery. No trails to lead the way, in his search for a yesterday. Misty illusions hiding his famous destiny. Spoony, the touch of fire. Spoony, the proud and free desire. He never sees the sun, he’s always on the run, him and his days are gone. They say he will go on, his search goes on and on.
Spoony takes on the hardest game that has ever been made.
2nd part.
We’ll have to take a closer look. The world could change a lot in the next few years and people who can withstand the fiery abyss are needed. Maybe we’ll find someone here…
This is an unusual beginning. But well, if someone claims something that doesn’t belong to them, that’s a possibility. So, MarzGurl is the name. What else is there?
MarzGurl will go to Japan this year and report from there. We can be excited. That’s a big task that she has set herself.
Times change. I can feel it in the wind. I can feel it in the water. I feel it…
The nerds will rise. And I have a feeling that this one will be one of the ones that will lead the way. He walks so others can run. After all, he’s just a nerd. No, an angry nerd. An angry video game nerd. He wants to let his anger out. The Angry Video Game Nerd (AVGN) is entering the land of the dead… the brain dead.
In this case, his anger is about the game Castlevania II: Simon’s Quest. Released on the Nintendo Entertainment System just a year after the first in the series, Castlevania II should have been equally as acclaimed. Though as it’s the focus of an AVGN video, there are of course numerous shortcomings which prevent Simon’s Quest from hitting the same highs as the original Castlevania.
With horrendous day to night transitions, having to throw holy water everywhere you go, and possibly the easiest boss in video game history; Simon’s Quest was the perfect place for The Nerd to start dissecting the crappiest games known to man.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde was a game released for the Nintendo Entertainment System in 1989. It was developed by Advance Communication Company and published by Toho & Bandai (who also put out the Godzilla toys). It is slow moving side-scroller, with notoriously bad controls and confusing gameplay. During gameplay, you alternate between Hyde or Jekyll where you will either try to avoid taking damage or kill monsters. Dr. Jekyll is supposed to be on his way to a wedding, but on the way he’s getting annoyed by people bothering him on his walk, which causes him to turn into Hyde.
AVGN is on it again…
This tale begins in the year 2006, in the city of San Francisco, where a young man named Jack Dorsey had a burning idea. Inspired by the concept of short, status updates and the efficiency of SMS messages, he envisioned a platform that would allow people to express themselves in brief bursts of 140 characters or less. And so, the foundations of Twitter were laid.
But like any good story, there were twists and turns along the way. Jack Dorsey, along with his co-founders Biz Stone and Evan Williams, faced numerous challenges in bringing their creation to life. Funding was scarce, and the team encountered technical hurdles that threatened to ground their ambitious project before it ever took flight.
However, like the resilient little bird they had chosen as their mascot, the team persisted. In March 2006, Twitter officially took its first fluttering steps into the world, with its first-ever tweet sent by Jack Dorsey: “just setting up my twttr.” The simplicity and novelty of the concept quickly caught the attention of early adopters, and the platform began to gain traction.
At the time, nobody would have believed that an old saying would come true: If you fly too high, you get too close to the sun. And like Daedalus, son of Icarus, Twitter fell toward flaming death.
I would like to testify that I was officially involved in the affairs of the ASTROCOHORS CLUB that day. On that day we had noticed an unusual blip in the lower band. As it turned out, this was the first contact with an alien realm, where an evil overlord was trying to seize control and rule the realms from his Palace of Horrors.
But as I found out, his arrogance over a few freaks was his undoing. He wanted to dominate them all, this lord of freaks.
This is the story of a downfall.
This was a journey that took three years to be completed. Thanks to the brave inhabitants of this strange world, a catastrophe was averted. The connection between the realms has been closed. But it seems like there are some happy hobbits on our side who want to make everyday life better. If so, we can only welcome it. Until then we will have to wait and see.
If you only have one dimension available, things can get tiresome quickly. But maybe this coin has two sides. The creativity must not be limited. And that was exactly the idea when a couple of friends had something to discuss: Steve Chen, Chad Hurley, and Jawed Karim, who were all early employees of PayPal. Hurley had studied design at Indiana University of Pennsylvania, and Chen and Karim studied computer science together at the University of Illinois at Urbana–Champaign.
The inspiration for a new kind of video website obviously first came from Janet Jackson’s role in 2004 Super Bowl incident when her breast was exposed during her performance, and later from the 2004 Indian Ocean tsunami. Karim could not easily find video clips of either event online, which led to the idea of a video sharing site. Hurley and Chen said that the original idea was a video version of an online dating service, and had been influenced by the website Hot or Not. They created posts on Craigslist asking attractive women to upload videos of themselves to YouTube in exchange for a $100 reward. Difficulty in finding enough dating videos led to a change of plans, with the site’s founders deciding to accept uploads of any type of video.
Hurley and Chen developed the idea during the early months of 2005, after they had experienced difficulty sharing videos that had been shot at a dinner party at Chen’s apartment in San Francisco.
The domain name www.youtube.com was activated on February 14, 2005, and the website was developed over the subsequent months. The first YouTube video, titled Me at the zoo, shows co-founder Jawed Karim at the San Diego Zoo. The video was uploaded on April 23, 2005.
You never know where things are going. But maybe it is worth adding a new location to this story. So there is a new department of the ASTROCOHORS CLUB:
starting with a simple visit at the zoo. Because the elephants, you know…
But…
What will you do, when they get you?
What will you do, when they break you?
If you continue, what will you… become?
Parts of this article contains information from the Wikipedia article “YouTube“. Text is available under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike License; additional terms may apply.
Finally a time of silence … of peace …
How long did he wait for it? He couldn’t say that. Jarmo Dorak looked at his own picture in the mirror.
Have you gotten older, old buddy? He asked himself. His brown hair – has it gotten lighter? His blue eyes, did they show he was almost 34 years old?
He hoped they don’t.
A rumble shook the shuttle. Landing. The arrival. They had finally arrived.
“Commander”, said the pilot from his seat, “we are now in the parking position. Shall I wait?”
“What are your general orders?”
“To ask you if I should wait.”
Thanks for that exact answer, thought Dorak. He moved his hand around his chin.
“Well, as far as I know, there are many transports waiting, it won’t be wise to keep you waiting here. Contact VERI’S BASTION and let them know that you are ready to depart. I will inform you if I need a return transport. “
“Yes sir!”
The door opened and Jarmo got off the shuttle. The little ship had landed in front of a castle-like building made of sand-colored stone. A shipyard. In front of it lay a ship that was almost ready to sail. A sailing ship. But Dorak knew that inside the building was one of the most modern shipyards for spaceships. He walked towards the building. A guard stood near a staircase leading up to the stairs.
“Sir,” he said, “may I see your ID?”
Dorak took his identity card out of the pocket of his uniform trousers. Of course he was wearing the ASTROCOHORS uniform, but the guard had to make sure. He took the ID card and inserted it into an electronic reader. A few seconds later, the device confirmed the identity.
“Everything’s alright, Commander!”, Said the security guard and gave Jarmo his card back, “You can pass!”
“Thanks very much.”
The commander went up the stairs to a door. He opened it and finally entered the building. Inside was a large room. Dorak was in a kind of gallery, a path along the wall to the other side of the room, where he disappeared into a door. The shipyard’s construction hall was located below. And there was a small ship in it. It was in the shape of a rounded triangle. To be precise, all of the shapes on it were round, even the front went up in a round. It looked sleek and elegant. On the front there were some letters that read:
ATLANTICA
SCSV 1512
He could only see one side from where he was, but assumed that name was on both sides of the ship. A prototype. A development from other ships. Something completely new. “SCSV” stood for “Space Cruising and Submergence Vehicle”. It could fly in space, in the atmosphere of a planet, and it could even dive, swim, and submerge in water. At least in theory. But half a dozen technicians ran around and climbed onto the little ship. One repaired the hull with a welder. Sparks flew everywhere. Another was looking at a blueprint.
Suddenly Dorak heard a woman’s voice. He could not understand the first words, but thought they were spoken in a language of the continent of Europe. The next few words were in the common language so that he could understand them.
“No! No!” Said the woman, “That belongs here and that belongs there!”
Then Dorak saw her. Before she had stood behind the ship, now she came around, another technician followed her. She looked like she was under stress. The technician looked like that too. But she wasn’t a technician. The overalls she was wearing indicated that she was a pilot. And she had a hard hat on. After all, it was a shipyard and they worked hard here.
Dorak walked down the path to the other side. When he came through the door, he finally found another flight of stairs down. He went down the stairs and now entered the construction hall on the lower level. Up close, the ship looked even more impressive. But now Dorak saw the other side of it and saw that a part the size of 1 square meter had been removed from the fuselage. And there was a technician working there.
The woman came back around the ship. She looked at a data pad and again said something Dorak couldn’t understand. But he thought it was Portuguese.
“Excuse me,” he said.
“Yes?” She looked up and was surprised to see him.
“I’m Lieutenant Commander Jarmo Dorak from ASTROCOHORS CLUB,” he said, “Are you the officer in charge of the ATLANTICA project?”
“Yes I am,” she said.
“Nice to meet you!”
“Nice to meet you too, Commander Jarmo Dorak.” Jarmo found the way she called him a little strange, but he didn’t let it show. “May I introduce myself,” she continued. “I’m Lieutenant Commander Beatriz de Almeida. I’m Brazilian. Almeida comes from my father’s family. He was from Portugal.”
“He was …” began Dorak.
“Yes, he’s already …”
“I am sorry!”
“That’s okay! Actually, both of my parents are dead. They died in an accident. It happened during a trip to Earth seven years ago.”
As she talked, she moved back to the spaceship. She gave the technicians some final orders and let them go on with their work.
“It’s noon,” she said then, without taking her eyes off the hull of the spaceship. “Would you like to join me for lunch? We could talk about the project. That was what you wanted to talk about in the first place, right?”
“Yes, that’s right. I accept the offer. Let’s go!”
A restaurant in an ASTROCOHORS spaceport isn’t exactly a glamorous place to be, but that wasn’t a “real” date anyway. Beatriz felt awful when she excused herself to go to the bathroom and saw those big black bags under her eyes in the mirror. The result of three nights of work without sleep. She worked pretty hard on the ATLANTICA project and because of her intense commitment, her superiors decided to give her a very special mission. As always, she looked in the mirror and started talking to herself again …
“Do I really look thirty-four? My friends say I don’t, but how can I trust them? They like me. I don’t really like that light brown color in my hair. I should have listened to my brother and kept the red as he did. It’s too late now! “
She left the bathroom feeling even worse. She felt older and even more tired. Still, she managed to resume the conversation and ask Dorak what he wanted to eat. They also found something on the menu. Jarmo wanted to be polite and asked if Beatrice would like to drink wine.
“Not for me,” she declined. “I’ve worked so hard these days. A glass would make me fall asleep for days … Sorry!”
“No problem.” In his mind he rebuked himself. What’s the matter with you? He asked himself. You act like this is a date. You don’t drink alcohol yourself, so why now?
He tried to focus his mind on something else.
“Are you telling me about the project?” He asked her. “Something tells me it’s busy. Is that correct?”
“Yes, that’s right and I’m glad you came because I was supposed to see you earlier, but I really didn’t find the time.”
“Well, then I’ll tell you what I know about this mission. Very little, actually. Our mission, in a few words, is to get the ATLANTICA up and running and to test it.”
“Yeah, pretty much that, but we have to do ‘something extra’, Mr. Dorak.”
“Please call me Jarmo. What would that ‘extra something’ be, Miss Almeida?”
“You can call me Beatriz, okay? We’re partners now, so … I’m telling you everything I know. ASTROCOHORS has some reason to believe that there might be a place on Earth that is hidden underwater Its location is not entirely clear yet, but scientists believe it is somewhere in the southern hemisphere. Geologists say volcanic activity has submerged large areas of land. Just think of Doggerland. “
“But … if it was a volcano, then there shouldn’t be anything left of the land masses.”
“Special laboratories have been searching the oceans for some time. They use special ships like the ATLANTICA. They found significant evidence that there is life in certain regions. And it is underwater.”
“I understand. In addition to flying, our ship is also equipped for underwater trips.”
“Yes,” confirmed Beatriz, “we also have diving suits on board for a wide variety of water depths. However, the armor for the extreme depths must be touched up again. Something is wrong with the energy generators. If someone uses such a suit, he is at the moment more som sort of walking bomb. “
“But wait, what exactly is that land mass we are supposed to find there?”
“I’m not sure yet. That’s why they want us on this mission. What I know is that this is the first time we are to use our ship underwater. We will be the first to dive with the ATLANTICA. Isn’t it great? Aren’t you looking forward to it? “
She was very excited. It was almost contagious.
“Okay,” she smiled. “I’ll tell you what I know. Have you ever heard of the Cita Nalur icosahedron?”
Dorak’s eyes lit up. “Now it’s getting even more interesting!” He said. “The icosahedron is said to be part of a network to which the temple of the wind harp also belongs. It could be a trace to the temple.”
Now Beatrice smiled too. “Yes, and what is hidden under the water is supposed to be Cita Nalur itself! And what do you say now?”
Jarmo was flabbergasted. He was silent. Then he hugged Beatrice. Simply that way. Quite spontaneously. He had to express his exuberance of emotion. Beatrice was surprised, but not averse. It had been a long time since anyone had hugged her.
Then Dorak broke the embrace again. “Sorry,” he muttered. “That … was the excitement.”
“That’s fine,” she replied. “With the enthusiasm we both have, we should have succeeded in locating Cita Nalur!”
“And to see what is true of all the legends and what is not,” added Jarmo.
The waiter came and brought them the drinks, chilled mineral water.
“Mineral water or not,” said Dorak, “we can toast with it. I think this is a great moment. And we have something great ahead of us! To a good cooperation!”
Jarmo and Beatriz raised their glasses. “To a good cooperation!”, Said Beatrice.
The glasses rang and both looked into each other’s eyes. Then they each took a sip.
“This is how we continued the story of the ASTROCOHORS CLUB,” said Dorak. “Maybe at some point we should open departments.”
In the dormitories of Harvard University, a young man named Mark Zuckerberg sat hunched over his computer, peering into the digital realm with a glimmer of ambition in his eyes. Little did he know that his late-night endeavors would soon sow the seeds for what would become one of the most influential and pervasive social platforms in the world—Facebook.
Our tale begins in the early 2000s, a time when the internet was rapidly transforming the way people connected and communicated. Mark, a brilliant computer programmer with a penchant for innovation, saw an opportunity to create a digital space where students could connect, share ideas, and build virtual communities.
Armed with a passion for coding and a burning desire to leave his mark on the world, Mark embarked on a journey to bring his vision to life. With the help of his college roommates, Andrew McCollum, Eduardo Saverin, Dustin Moskovitz, and Chris Hughes, the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.
In February 2004, Facebook emerged from the depths of Mark’s dorm room, originally known as “TheFacebook.” It started as an exclusive platform for Harvard students, igniting a spark of excitement and curiosity among the campus population. The concept was simple yet powerful—a digital space where users could create profiles, upload photos, and connect with friends and acquaintances.
As word of this novel platform spread like wildfire, the demand for expansion grew. Mark’s brainchild soon reached other prestigious universities, spreading its roots to Stanford, Columbia, and beyond. With each new expansion, the social network evolved, adapting to the needs and desires of its ever-growing user base.
But like any great tale, there were hurdles to overcome. Facebook faced challenges in balancing user privacy, dealing with controversies, and fending off competition from other budding social platforms. Yet, through it all, Mark’s relentless determination and the collective spirit of his team propelled Facebook forward, transforming it into a global sensation.
As the platform expanded beyond college campuses, Facebook became a virtual melting pot, bridging gaps between people, cultures, and continents. It evolved from a mere networking tool into a juggernaut of social interaction, encompassing everything from personal connections to business ventures and societal movements.