Low Poly Panel Beating
I was making and texturing low poly cars all nightshift, driving home delirious I noticed a valiant which didn't have enough polys and looked blocky and shit. Nice textures though. Then I realised that this was in fact reality, and so I was wrong, the polycount was adequate.
posted by stompbox at 7/22/2004 06:57:00 pm
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I went go-karting once and driving home afterwards a pedestrian walked in front of the car. My missus wanted to know why I wasn't slowing down. I told her in all seriousness that they would jump out of the way on to the tires at the side.
I just started Driv3r last night. Luckily Atari looked at the fucking debacle that was Driver 2 and reverted to the underlying feel of the original.
I had to re-inflate Darth Maul before playing, which brought back serious memories of Lord Street and finally clocking Driver after how many months? I think I was drunk then too.
Anyway, my point: In Driv3r you use the car horn to warn pedestrians to get out of the way, thus reducing the amount that you piss the cops off, i.e. this option is for pussies. If you ignore the horn button and run the fuckers down, bodies bounce up over the bonnet, squealing with horror. This is a nice touch, compared to the first one where somehow, no matter how hard you tried, they always got out of the way.
I did a late-night poo the other day and woke up my housemates.
ahhhh Driver 1, so many memories. so many empty stubbies...
so much time spent trying to hit those fucking pedestrians.
How did you wake them up doing a poo? HOW???
Was your ass screaming for vengeance? Or was it the smell that woke them? Did you flush too loud? Were you punching the wall while you were pushing? Were you singing in there? Calling out for someone to bring more toilet paper? Asking if anyone had rung today? Calling for help? Requesting medical assistance? Yelling out betting odds? Swearing in anger and pain?
No, no, nothing like that. I think I was singing Angel of Death. Unfortunately they have no culture and can't appreciate art at it's finest: Belting out Slayer whilst laying down some serious curryburn.
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