Tributes?

This should make up your mind on the color/black and white issue. Not that the color is at my best, but then again neither is the black and white version. Wishworld this Saturday/Sunday. Can't confirm, cause I'm still busy with IU Day preps.

The Story of Spiderman India.

Pavitr Prabhakar, a poor Indian boy, lives in a village and moves to Mumbai with his aunt Maya and uncle Bhim to study after getting half a scholarship. His parents died some years ago. Other boys at the school tease him and beat him. He knows his uncle Bhim is struggling to support him and his aunt Maya, and pay the school. Only Meera, a girl from school, befriends him. Meanwhile, Nalin Oberoi, a local crime lord, uses an amulet to perform an ancient ritual, where he gets possessed by a demon committed to opening the gate for other demons to get back to Earth. While being chased by other kids, Pavitr encounters an ancient god who gives him the power of a spider, to fight the evil that threatens the world. While discovering his powers, Pavitr refuses to help a woman being attacked by several men. He leaves the place, but comes back when he hears his uncle cry, who was stabbed when he tried to help the woman. Thus Pavitr understands that with great power comes great responsibility.

One link for Pavitr Prabhakar.

One for the Bollywood dude who's going to play him in the Spiderman: India movie.

You heard me. Shahrukh Khan, motherfuckers. They are making a movie, and there will be dancing. And palm trees.

Pavitr and the Oberoi. Oberoi is the Indian Norman Osborn, by the way. Nalin Oberoi, the Green Goblin.

Bollywood Studios Presents: Spiderman India:
The Musical On Greased Ice

The whole concept is totally novel. I think they have it at Borders. Come the Ides of May, it's mine.

Speaking of Ides, the Interact Rome Sketch rocks. Just a few of the reasons to watch the sketch.

1. There will be a gladiator.
   
2. A gladiator warrior bear.
   
3. A gladiator warrior bear played by Hari Kumar.

What more could you possibly want in a sketch? Also Thomas and Sharlene cut a pretty mean Caesar and Cleopatra. Only Sharlene has maybe one line. But she delivers it well. And Thomas is damned good at getting stabbed.

Did I forget to say that Nalin Oberoi's son is Hari Oberoi? This means that Hari will also be the Hobgoblin some day.

Two sites I have neglected to mention for too long are the Onion and Flintlocke's Guide to Azeroth. Well, no more.

Baby, You Mean The World Of Warcraft To Me

Come on, honey, why do you have to be like that? You know that you're my Elven princess. My one and only. I would dare say that there is no one in all the realm who doesn't know of our love. I have sung your praises from the mouth of the Shadowthread Cave to the Stranglethorn Vale of the Eastern Kingdoms. I've introduced you to my comrades-in-arms in the Ulster guild, and they all accept you as kin.

And now you want to dissolve the greatest love ever to brighten my basement?

When we met, I was looking for a group fit to take the Zul'Gurub instance. But as I stocked up on provisions at the convenience store before my quest, and our eyes locked, I realized that I was not looking for a group, I was looking for love, and I found it in you. You are the sun, the moon, the Cinderhide Armsplints of the Monkey. There is so much we have to offer one another. Unfailing loyalty, a Strength of 250, someone who can go out for snacks in the heat of battle. Can't you see we're made for each other?

Darling, no orc can keep me from you. I would make my way into the heart of Moonglade and fight an army of trolls just to be by your side. I would go up against Varimathras, the ruler of the Undead himself, if he so much as hinted that he was a danger to you. Make no mistake, I would get aggro on anyone who would threaten you.

This is, of course, provided the system is not down due to a faulty patch.

Don't you see that I did it all for you? My love for you exceeds Level 60, higher than anyone thought possible in this fantastic computer universe. My spirit soars when you are near. You restore my mana with a kiss. I even named my epic mount after you. Her name is Helen, and her hair shimmers in the sunlight, and together we ride forward into destiny.

I would climb the highest peak of Mount Hyjal to toil for 100 days and 100 nights in the mines in order to extract the precious ore so that I may fashion you a necklace of the finest thorium. My warrior, Hammuster, devoted his game's life to the professions of mining and smithing just so that I might accomplish that very thing. All you need do is join me in the WoW and hold the necklace up to the virtual sun. Then you may see the efforts I have expended to create this thing of beauty for you. The dishes can wait until tomorrow.

Helen, my mage, when I was ganked by a lowly rogue from Tennessee in the Caverns of Time and stripped of my treasured belongings, I rose from the grave with one purpose in mind. I had to be resurrected, not to seek revenge, but to return to you.

There is no other way to put it: You take my breath bar away.

Why do we need to go out to have fun? Everything we could possibly want is right in WoW. Fine dining, theater, romantic sunsets—they're all there. The outside world just costs money, and I don't have a magic breastplate to protect me from people's stares. Come with me so I can treat you like the princess you are.

Please, baby, if you leave, you will increase by 32 percent the chance of doing direct damage to my heart. Please reconsider.

Taken from The Onion and Flintlocke's Guide To Azeroth.