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This is uploaded for my dear bf yang jakun pc cannot read .doc or .pdfs :P

The rest of you may skip it, or if you are curious about my assignment, can skip the whole wordy intro to the screenshots below. :)

Or you can read the intro anyway to understand the level better. XD

Also, the level is nowhere near completion, so please don't nitpick about textures that don't match or bad lighting. All will be redone and the empty space is going to be filled up with static meshes (basically preset objects within the Unreal Editor,) but at the moment it's rather empty. (:

The map is made using the Unreal Editor for Unreal Tournament 3. Our assignment is to design a working game mod, complete with story, layout, weapons, bot capabilities etc. I'm working on the final level (out of 3) where the final battle takes place.

It's not as easy as it sounds, but it is a whole lot of fun. Most enjoyable assignment EVERRRR <3 And I get to play it too :P

Without further ado, here we go!

Alienate: Final level design – The transmission building

The transmission building is where Alisha has to battle her way to the transmitter and survive until help arrives. The level is contains three floors – the ground floor where she enters the building (spawn point); the basement where numerous health and armor boosts as well as weapons will be placed; and finally the top level which is made up of walkways parallel to the walls which will lead Alisha to the transmission room and escape.

Ground floor:

The ground floor is a relatively open space, exposed to attacks from above. I will put in more static mesh ‘junk’ later on, probably breakable boxes and some electronic equipment to give the player some cover.

Basement:

The basement is basically 2 hallways laid out as concentric circles surrounding a platform in the middle of the floor. The platform will contain something valuable – a powerful weapon or or a strong armor or health boost. This platform is relatively easy to get to; it is accessible from the ground floor where you can jump through a hole in the floor, or even leaping from the top floor’s catwalks. However, due to the valuable nature of the item the platform will contain, it is designed to be vulnerable and slightly difficult to escape. The platform will be surrounded by a damage volume (visually depicted as acid or lava – yet to be placed) and is vulnerable through horizontal silts in the walls. To escape, one must leap over the damage volume through one of three very narrow corridors.

More junk will be added throughout the hallways later on. Lighting is dim to allow the player to hide and surprise incoming enemies due to poor visibility.

Top floor:

The top floor gives near perfect vision of the ground floor. However, it is also vulnerable to attacks as it is very open, with barely anything to hide behind. This is to make it challenging for the player to reach the transmitter room. Stretching across the level is a vent, which grants the player some cover, as well as contain a shortcut into the transmission. However, this vent is dangerous as one would be exposed to attacks from both end of the vent should multiple enemies appear at the same time.

Screenshot 1: View from top floor.

Screenshot 2: Looking up from the ground floor.

Screenshot 3: Light shining down into the platform in the basement.

Screenshot 4: Ramp leading into the basement.

Screenshot 5: Looking through the two concentric hallways to the platform in the center of the basement.

Screenshot 6: The platform in the basement. The weapon pickup factory is just a placeholder – to be replaced with more practical items later.

Screenshot 7: The outer circle of the basement. The outer wall is lined with pillars to give limited shelter and blind spots.

Screenshot 8: The jump pad linking the three floors. There are two separate physics volume – one for each floor. The player – with proper control – can exit at the floor desired. Each physics volume is located between each floor. The player can exit at the first floor if needed, or the player can choose to go to the top floor. There is a gap between the volumes, to allow time to exit at ground floor – if left too long, the player is caught up in the second physics volume and is sent to the top floor.

Screenshot 9: The ladder leading up to the vent

Screenshot 10: The vent. To the right is the turn off that leads into the transmission room. You have to crouch to get in.

Screenshot 11: The exit of the vent in the transmission room

Screenshot 12: The vent’s exit in the transmission room. I will place boxes that allow the player to climb up to it. Also, a grille will be placed over the vent that can be broken the first time the player accesses it.

Screenshot 13: A lift will be placed here to link the ground and first floors. The lift should be programmed to always return to the ground floor after use.

Screenshot 14: Looking out from the basement platform into the hallways.

Screenshot 15: Standing view from the basement’s inner hallway to the platform.

Screenshot 16: Crouching view from the basement’s inner hallway to the platform. Enemies will be visible. Skilled rifle players or snipers can shoot enemies from here.

Screenshot 17: Sniper’s view from the basement’s inner hallway to the platform.

Screenshot 18: Regular view from the top floor’s catwalk to the basement.

Screenshot 19: Sniper’s view from the top floor’s catwalk to the basement.

Constructive criticism from all parties welcome, especially from fps players :) Questions also welcome!

It's coming to an end

All good things do.

Went clubbing, went to Singapore, had a party, had Amanda and Samantha over from Miri and had a dentist inform me that I needed my wisdom teeth out.

DAMMIT.

I know that I should, lest 6...was it 7?...years of braces go to waste. Despite having 2 teeth removed from each jaw, my genetically small jaw still doesn't have enough space for the 2 new additions.

My teeth are being shoved around in my mouth like eggs in a basket. God forbid the teeth on my bottom jaw take on the dilapidated graveyard facade again. (Imagine tombstones placed haphazardly in a crooked line )

However, I'm still praying for the best - hoping that my retainers will hold out and keep my teeth in a straight line, at least. My bottom left canine tooth has already rotated almost 45 degrees in just a few DAYS.

Will wait until the end of the year to see...from experience, I know the roots of my teeth are roughly an inch long, EXCLUDING the tooth itself.

And that was just the premolar. Also, my wisdom tooth has to be cut into pieces and taken out separately due to its position...my gums will be cut and stitched back together.

After effects include swollen face, bleeding, possible fever, inability to open mouth wide, inability to close mouth properly, (wtf am I supposed to walk around with my mouth slightly open like a mouth breather?)...and PAIN.

...

Okay forget it.

Anyway, I PASSED Games Studio 1! With credit!

MIRACLE? YES, MIRACLE!

*dances around naked*

So here are my marks for Semester 1, Digital Art at RMIT:

Games Studio 1: 60 - Credit

Maths and Physics for Artists: 74 - Distinction

Imaging 1: 77 - Distinction

Introduction to Programming: 88 - High Distinction

Did slightly better than expected, but less than what I hoped for.

Also got a new team for Games Studio 2. Tim - who invited me to join got 49/50 for the final part of the group assignment for GS1...wtf?

???

My group got 29.5/50 and we got LUCKY. (I wonder if they docked the 5% in the end, as they said they would. If they did then we got 34.5/50 which is actually surprisingly good for a game that couldn't be finished.)

Anyway what happened with my group is a long story. Don't get me wrong, I like my group mates as friends but they were IMPOSSIBLE to work with as team mates.

Here are just some of the many problems I encountered:

- Arriving more than 2 hours after agreed meeting time, which THEY forced upon me (and I was the only one who arrived on time)

- Free-loading

- Inability to comprehend simple instructions and requests

- Not using the dozen or so maps that Tata and I fixed...I don't even know whether ANY part of the assignment reflected our work

- Putting our group assignment last in their list of priorities (didn't care, had part-time job, other assignments, time management problems blah)

- Program crashed 1982371831 times but this is probably the toolset's fault

- Arguing for the sake of arguing and wasting precious time (the night before the due date)

- Different standards (floating trees are NOT okay and they are NOT 'magical,' they just look like you didn't check the y-plane to see if they were on the ground - which you didn't)

- Lack of communication

I admit that I should have stepped up tried to make it better, but some of the things were really out of my hands. Imagine Tata and I spent x hours trying to fix Fandi's HUGE and illogical maps (75 degree incline on a walking path, anyone?) and the programmers conveniently 'forgot' to use them instead of the old EMPTY maps.

It's like watching our work being thrown out with the trash.

(And watching trash get put on a pedestal.)

And of course, they had more than a week to script but they chose the last possible day to start on it, and by the time we see the scripted game areas and realised that the wrong maps were used...it was too late to change them.

OKAY. I swore I'd stop talking about it already. But after graduating foundation with a high distinction average, this is a horrible blow to my work ethics and standards.

How did some of these people even manage to get into the course with their standard of work? HUH?

It's not my fucking fault that they can't cope with the HUUUUUGE *sarcasm* amount of work in first year.

Seriously. The amount and difficulty of the assignments is like 25% of what I went through in foundation year.

Mega PUI!

I hate group work.

Okay. -end of rant-

This holiday I also learned that:

1. Some people are best kept at a distance

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2. Appreciate your childhood friends. Seeing them after so long, I realised that I really love them and that they care about me too.

3. I play DotA better with iTunes off.

4. Red hair dye fades bloody fast. (Faster than the time it takes to actually dye it)

5. People change - and always trust your feelings. If something a person tells you does not feel right, it probably isn't.

6. Even the most mild-mannered and jittery dogs can be territorial to the point of homicidal tendencies. (Sigh)

7. My webcam makes me 50% prettier than I really am. (All the more reason to camp at the pc)

8. I only tend to blog when I'm bored and want to feel sleepy, fast.

Mission accomplished. Good night.

Oh, and I love you baby!

Hungerry Jack's

Lazy to type long story edi so let me sum the past couple of days up in point form:

Today I waited for Amanda in Hungry Jack's because I don't wanna risk sitting under the clock in Melbourne Central and be 'politely encouraged' to join church by a random Chinese girl who asked me to take the train 45 mins down to Glen Waverly and have 'party and games' together.

She even promised not to call my phone 'too' often. I politely declined to give her my phone number and said I'll call her instead. And this is what you do when you meet a guy at a club that you want to avoid for the rest of your life.

So yeah. Hungry Jack's. The last time I sat there, a random chinese guy asked whether he could sit with me although 60% of the restaurant was empty.

I was too shocked so I replied with an automatic 'uh yea sure.'

Luckily he didn't do anything wei. He tried to catch my eye a few times but after failing miserably (I know he was trying because females have excellent peripheral vision) he opened a book and started reading.

Without finishing my fries, I got up to leave and I caught him staring at me all the way to the stairs.

What la wei, Melbourne has more and more creepy guys.

Tonight a couple of guys pointed and tried to talk to me through the window of their car when I passed them while crossing the road.

Manda was walking home at night that day and a guy blew kisses at her through his car window.

Ughhh.

So anyway, Hungry Jack's. Better to have a guy try to chat you up than a girl trying to solicit you into converting to Christianity.

But Hungry Jack's was the place where a group of guys tried to chat me and Manda up, and was later stopped and interrogated by the police under suspicion of terrorism and racism.

GREAT.

I found the guy explaining to the policemen about his Irish heritage and the IRA really entertaining since I was facing them. However, Amanda looked both perturbed yet intrigued.

I suggested we leave when I spotted the glossy wooden handle of a pistol hovering from the policeman's hip, a mere foot away from Amanda's face.

The guy's hollered apologies at us 'ladies' as we got up to leave.

! In spite of these events, I still feel safer in Melbourne than I do in KL. I mean at midnight here you still have groups of friends and couples and other people walking casually along the streets whereas in KL there would only be clubbers (close to weekends) or creepy oily-looking guys loitering around giving you weird stares.

So ANYWAY. Hungry Jack's.

I got a call from Manda and we hopped on a tram to docklands for a sh-sh-sh-sh-shopping spree!

(I bought a story book for 5 dollars before that.)

I bought 2 pairs of sneakers for 10 dollars each! WHAT A STEAL.

Summore that day I bought a pair of plain purple sneakers for 20 dollars -.- Now half-price lo, and got PATTERN one leh!

The first pair I saw was black with little white skulls on it, which was pretty primary school. But I thought what the hell 10 freaking dollars ok. RM 30 how to buy sneakers wei? Unless plain and ugly one la.

So I tried them on (and they had my size WOW size 41 fit me) and Manda said they made my feet look smaller!

O_O *immediately sold*

I think the shape of the shoe is an illusion haha.

So I thought about it and thought that I wore black sneakers for the whole year last year, so maybe I should try the white instead.

From far, I thought it was the inverse - white with black skulls but upon closer inspection I found that it was patterned with adorable OWLS!

AHHHH! SO CUTE!

Terus wanna buy d HAHA. And so I did :)

I also bought a 7 dollar ripped denim mini skirt. I tried many different styles of skirts today and concluded that I can only do the mini - I OWN the mini.

Flare skirt makes me look like an emaciated auntie. High waist ones require tight tops which make my chest look concave. Long skirts ah...try also I don't want wei. I can imagine the hideousness without even trying. Like an elongated broomstick nanti.

I also found a couple of nice clothes for Manda and I feel happy when I get to play the role of fashion consultant. ^_^ I am ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE at dressing myself, but when it comes to dressing others I rawkzors your candy-striped sawkzors.

Anyway that's enough about shopping. Male readers (if any) are snoring d.

I scored my first rampage in DotA today! HA HA HA.

Meepo is imba! I was floundering at first, nearly driving the boyfriend nuts by making him die repeatedly by blocking him with my army of purple digging midgets.

Summore I haven't played Meepo in MONTHS so I totally forgot how to do the e tab e tab e tab e tab f tab f tab f tab f 1 numpad 8 2 a left-click shit.

Yea try doing that with a 1 sec delay -.-'' It's hard enough to aim the net as it is :(

But I don't know somehow I got a double kill in a team battle and farmed like hell sampai I got like 7k. Terus buy heart cuirass and all that shit. (After I spent 7k then got another few k almost immediately! O_O)

Then double kill jadi triple kill jadi quad kill jadi RAMPAGE. I had to chiong into the fountain for that one. I died but it was worth it! Cause it's my FIRST rampage since they recorded the rampage soundclip :)

And not all the oppo noob tau (only 2 HAHA) the rest were bullying the other lanes like hell wei. D:

Okay no more DotA talk. The females are falling asleep now.

See I'm so nice I set up a nice slumber party for you all. :)

= sleep time good night I have to wake up in 6 hours to go to south bank to visit an exhibition as part of an assignment with Manda and Tristan (the fella from IPOH, comma, PERAK) and then shopping at DFO South Wharf with Manda.

SHOPPING *love*

Day #91749218741 (donno I stopped caring):

This picture also donno taken when geh. Webcam froze and I like to screenie weird expressions. Look at my imba hair!

And yes, Hungry Jack's Tendercrisp is awezummm!

And yeah, point form never works for me. Ask my english

teacher. I write the essay before I write the plan. : )

Of terrorists and blue hearts

I had a weird dream last night.

It involved Chinese air stewards/stewardesses, vents in airplane ceilings, laptops that ejected from slots on the sides of the fold out table, spies, swimming and lots of running.

@__@

Epic midair hostage situation!

My memory is a bit fuzzy - the way it gets when you let a dream rot in your head over a few hours.

I remember flying to god knows where with my mom and sis, and I remember running to sit alone near the front of the plane. Suddenly, the Chinese air stewardess (in cheongsam uniform and all) walks up the aisle to the front and said:

"I'm sorry to tell you what you all would dread to hear, but we are hijacking this plane. :)"

And I remember that they were all the stewards were armed and scary but really nice and polite at the same time. (Huh?)

Then they asked which of us could swim, and told the people who can't to follow them. They led them to some other destination which I don't know about. (Dreams don't always make sense and plot holes exist 99% of the time.)

They continued asking the passengers about things they could do and those who said no were led away again. Pretty soon, there weren't that many of us left and they told us that they were going to teach us something important.

I pressed the side of my fold-out table and a slim laptop slid out - much like ejecting a CD. I opened it and put it on my table.

Then we proceeded to have something like a programming class. (WTF) I remember the guy next to me feverishly trying to keep up with the hijackers instructions and all I did was open facebook to play. LOL.

I think my train of thought went something like. Fuck this shit we're all going to die and I'm never going to see my boyfriend again and how could I leave him without saying goodbye? I'ma go facebook thank you very much.

However, I still remember the feeling of being in fear for my life every moment. :( Like one of them was gonna put a shotgun to my chest and blow me into pieces. T__T

Later, I learned that all the people who were led away to another place were all executed. @__@

*cutscene*

Me and my family were home, safe on land. I don't know what happened in between, but I guess some country staged a heroic rescue scene and we all escaped.

Then I remember my mom being really determined to testify and give evidence about the terrorists on the plane and I was going OH HELL NO those Chinese are gonna hunt us down and kill us man! Let's just stay under witness protection alright?

Somehow the terrorist group learnt of our intention to testify in court and some people, supposedly from our government showed up and asked to see my mom. While they were having a meeting I was wandering around the house.

After a long time, it seemed everyone had disappeared. Then I overheard my mom say that they we would go quietly if they didn't hurt us and she would pretend to be showering while they came to get me.

And I RAN! CHAO AAA!

I always have a dream where I'm running from people/monsters/animals who are deadset on killing me, but never in my life had I had one with such a detailed (and semi-rational) plot line.

I don't know if you understood it though. HAHA. Maybe I'm a bad storyteller. Sorreee.

Anyway I met my 3 programmers today. One Korean, one Japanese and one Chinese.

I jested earlier that Manda can have the Korean and Viv called dibs on the Japanese. But upon review (after our first face-to-face meeting) I think Viv would like the Chinese and Manda would like the Japanese.

Kesian. Korean boy kena buang. SIGH.

But of course I'm kidding la. Sounds like I'm running some sort of uni matchmaking system sial.

HAHA.

Whatever, I don't really care about meeting guys to date liao. I have my monamon. *__*

HAHA yes yes I accept your memek inky blue heart. Wo ai ni :D

Gonna go do some reading for my next class d. Good night! :D

Classes commence!

There's nothing much I have to say. Haha.

Haha because whenever I say something like that I end up with an essay of a blog post.

Okay. I have yet to blog about my first 3 days of classes, so here's a brief (I don't promise) recap.

Weds: Programming tutorial - cancelled.

Games Studio lecture - I arrived late and ended up in the inevitable seat directly in front of the lecturer. General awkwardness and silence ensues.

Games Studio lab+tute - My lecturer has cropped green hair, tattoos and a giant skull-shaped belt buckle. Yea. She also curses like a motherfucking motherfucker (in her own words.) I found out I have to do mods and make a workable level of Neverwinter Nights2 by the end of the semester.

Oh joy. RPG games. *yawn*

(Actually, I should be thankful I don't have to study for exams. Yawn pula. So ungrateful.)

Thursday:

Programming tute - YAWN SEI NGOR ARGHHH SO NOOOB. MY LECTURER HAS A STUTTER FML. (Yes I just said fml because the feeling is too strong to deny. Imagine 1 hour of stuttering and one minute to get a full sentence out. GG.com. And yes I know it's not her fault but MAN! I hate slow talkers as it is and now I'm saddled with one for the whole semester T__T)

Maths and Physics for Artists - I don't know if I should be disappointed or what. Everyone else seems to be celebrating the fact that this subject has neither maths NOR physics in it. WTF? I was SO looking forward to a free A man CHEEBYE? Angmohs hate math and mostly suck balls at it so I can understand all the cheering. :(

But it's a hellota fun la. My lecturer looks like a nerd, sounds like a nerd, and is called Floyd.

NERDISH OVERLOAD!

But he is fucking awesome la. He taught at MIT and developed the Wii AND is part of Project Natal. AWESOME POSSUM. If you don't know what it is, click on the link to find out.

It sounds pretty wicked sick but I'm rather sceptical. I mean look at the hype about the Wii and where is it now? Collecting dust in the cabinet under your TV I bet. After wrist-flick-bowling and wrist-flick-tennis you'd get bored with the non-exercise pretty fast. :)

But whatever, his class makes you think a lot about games and makes us discuss about it in a blog after class - and it's GRADED. Ohemgee. Wanna see my breakdown of grading for Semester 1?

Read and discuss an article - provided - for 30 minutes in a group of 6/7 people: 15%

Create an exertion (physical) game - no computer screens - in a group of 5: 20%

Class contribution - talking and giving opinions/suggestions in class: 30%

Commenting on the blog after class, giving in-depth thought and analysis to the topic that was discussed in class earlier: 35 fucking %

HAHAHA NO EXAMS. NO PAPERWORK. YENG MOU?

Friday: Programming lecture again - Dozed off *zzz*

Imaging - I'm the only offshore student and so no one really wants to talk to me because...(insert reason here)

I've never felt more unwanted or like an outsider more in my life. -__- They had an icebreaking session which involved 'speed dating.'

We sit in 2 rows facing each other and talk to the person directly opposite for 45 seconds and then move down a chair.

I started off pretty badly, and ended up with a full-blown blush as I ran out of things to say. The guy was just staring at me like I'm a turtle without a shell.

-__- I blushed again when I recounted the story to Amanda who couldn't stop laughing and reminded me of the time I had a Production Skills presentation and blushed bright red right to the end while managing to present in a clear, confident and understandable tone.

LOL wtf. I was talking like pro but blushing like a noob. :(

Well anyway, part 2 of the icebreaker left us to pair off with a random person and draw each other - UPSIDE DOWN.

Meaning draw them starting from the chin and down the the hair.

So you can imagine how ugly the pics would look.

After a few minutes, the lecturer told us to toss our drawings onto the floor and to stand in a circle and start matching up the drawings to the faces.

5 minutes later, this was the last remaining drawing on the floor, the orphan cringing under the pitying gazes of my classmates:

Well, naturally, it was the picture of me.

Fanfuckingtastic! D:

Trust me when I say at that moment I felt like the ugliest and loneliest girl in the world. T__T

I felt so awful I actually fled class 5 minutes before it ended LOL. I thought class ended and packed up and when I got up to leave I realised everyone was still hard at work.

But I'd already logged off so I just left. :/

What a horrible day that was.

:(

Sigh. *lost my thread of thought*

Sorry I went to HoN. More abrupt endings to follow. Good night. :)