Reading up on SC:IV ends real well: it’s basically all about tits, gothic lolitas and an unfair amount of Star Wars (and I tell you, dropping McFarlane out of the game was a bad choice). Tonight we don’t have no Darth Vader urethra busting, no. (new bust shots and female fighting rolls on kotaku)
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 The television skies of Chiba City branded his brains in 1992. He hasn't recovered fully since. Re-wired his brain with a few years of FastTracker, hosted radio shows on the first .hu netradio for 4 years, went on to broadcast radio for another two. Worked on the absurd radio series Kónuszék, that actually led him to become a script writer for the multiple-award winning animation Nyócker.Started LD50 in 2001, an alternative community portal for some, a media experiment for him. DJ'd and organized for 6 years @ Budapest: the first weekly gothic/industrial clubnights, the VK/jrock Nippon Shoxx and the biggest local industrial/cyber party series called Kollektíva, among many. Key figure behind the cyberpunk PDF magazine THE DOSE and he's making a comeback with it. He's currently an IT/science journalist, with a love for weird stuff, Asian cuisine, pop culture, energy drinks, coffee and chili, eyecandy, Japan and a life-long devotion to all things cyberpunk & slipstream. |
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