Microsoft Live Labs: Photosynth - Video Overview
Microsoft Live Labs: Photosynth - Video Overview
Impressive Technology...
My blog in the Digital Web. From here you can see the paper trail of what I find on the net that I like, as well as any interesting happenings. Also of interest to some are my writings, small pieces of fiction based on worlds created by others (as is the case of the Exalted sequence), or by me (as in the Dark Ages and Present Time series). My main anchor now is here.
Microsoft Live Labs: Photosynth - Video Overview
Impressive Technology...
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YouTube - Huntard vs Goliath - Solo Azuregos
This is insane...
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Cool Dollar Origami - Financial Hack: "Cool Dollar Origami"
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WiPeer - Serverless Peer to Peer Collaboration: "What is WiPeer ?
WiPeer enables sharing files directly among computers, playing multi-player games, chatting, and collaboration over both Wi-Fi and home/office networks."
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VoilĂ ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V.
– V's introduction to Evey
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After an extensive combat, the fight appears to be in a stalemate. All combatants are blazing in their animas, coronas in full glory. Both the abyssal and solar circles have been badly wounded, and are most probably running low on essence. Yet neither side will stand down.
Suddenly, Mateo pokes his head out from where he was hiding, beneath some rubble that had been knocked earlier. In the time it takes Naya to yell an anguished "NO!!!", already knowing the potential outcome, The Abyssal known as Stalker of Dreams and Desires smiles, and suddenly vanishes in a burst of speed. Naya still hasn't finished her single syllable when a crash of metal on metal is heard, and all that can be seen is Shiho, the circle's Night caste, standing in front of Mateo, body extended in a kick, apparently angled to an opponents chest. The heat glow from where their swords impacted is still visible, and keeps my eyes on it for the time it takes Stalker of Dreams to fly through the air, back to where he was standing, landing in a heap.
Shiho calmy says, as she sheaths her twin swords, "That is the definition of a coward."
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After an extensive fight, we seem to have finally escaped, successfully rescuing Mateo. He's tired, and slightly wounded, but is alive, which is what matters. Suddenly, as we clear the courtyard, I notice red essence lines snaking through the floor, to different points of the courtyard. Knowing what's coming next, and also knowing this fight is way over Mateo's league, I yell at the others "Magma Kraken!!" as I lift my right hand, gathering essence into a disk, while I reach for Mateo with my left hand, bringing him close to me. As I pull him close, holding him, the disk slowly washes down around us, forming a crystalline dome, which is quickly put to the test as a gigantic tentacle made of magma pulls up from the ground, and tries to smash us. My barrier holds, thankfully, but I don't know how long can I hold. The look on Mateo's face, scared, gives me the resolve I need to protect him. Like I said I would all those years ago.
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Maybe I'm just a hopeless romantic, but this is both beautiful and horribly sad...
"When we were apart, all we did was talk about how we could hold each other again when he came back," Kira said, plucking at the grass around his grave. "Now that he's back, we're only a few feet apart and I still can't hold him."
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