Motel Char.

This entire post is dedicated to this guy:



























LA LA LA



Charrr was one of the reviewers for WoM HQ. In turn, I reviewed his (her?) fabulous motel:
Motel Char is set snugly between the big city and a lovely section of beachfront. Upon exiting the guest area, turn right and take a hike down the road. You can't miss it.


IMO, Motel Char is closer to being a resort hotel than a motel. When I think of a motel, I think of a large, long shack cobbled together with plywood and children's tears, a place where drug dealers, prostitutes, flashers, or super poor people (like me) spend the night wide awake. PLEASE DON'T HURT ME UNCLE, I WILL BE A GOOD LITTLE SLAVE!

(Did I type that out loud???) =P

When I think of a HOTEL, I think of something closer to Charrr's resort property. Let's take a closer look.

This check-in lobby is about as "motel-like" as it gets. The glass windows are where guests are greeted, and the wooden mini-office in the back is for processing.

For travelers on a budget (and vampires, goths, and emo kids), the private interior rooms will grant you protection from that evil sunlight. No windows for strange men to stare into at 3am, no bright annoying orange lights glaring in while you are trying for some shut-eye. There is a wooden nightstand next to a spare bed, and the black block on the left is the TV.

This is a window-view room. This particular room is a corner view, allowing you to see more of the city. Obviously =P

Most rooms are equipped with a simple bathroom, complete with a tub and a toilet.

Charrr uses good design skills by varying up the floor design. Most people will build a plain floor, or a checkered floor. I think I've seen this design once, in an airport. Throughout the "motel", Charrr really brings everything together with a silver, blue, and gray cool palette. There is a lot of unity in the design, but I feel that some plants and a splash of warm color once in a while would add a warmer touch here and there.

This is a deluxe balcony suite. A plush bed with expansive headboard, ceiling-suspended flat screen TV, and copious amounts of room are all included.

Just outside of that same balcony suite, is the large, wrap-around balcony (BIG SURPRISE!!!). Here, the guest has an excellent view of the swimming pool, private beach, and the coastline. Pull the deckchairs out into the sun, sip a margarita, and relax to the sound of the ocean (and any screaming children that may be on the beach).

In case you are wondering this is what a standard balcony room looks like.

This is the swimming pool that dominates the first floor of the motel. Closer to the viewer is the shallow end, and furthest from the viewer is the deep end. It's an indoor pool that opens up to the private beach on the right.

This is the dynamic, arched, glass ceiling over the swimming pool. Silver rafters are suspended over the area to grant lighting for night use. I REALLY love this ceiling; it's contemporary, and the design features a lot of movement. Every time I come here, I have always visited this room just for the ceiling.

This is one of two changing rooms near the swimming pool; one for men, the other for women. Charrr has put a lot of thought into the construction of this property; I have yet to see a changing room in other hotels.

Here is a small, private beach for use by motel guests only. To the left is the balcony from the deluxe balcony suite, to the right is a blue umbrella.

This high-rise can be accessed via the central elevator just past the check-in lobby. This section of the motel features guest rooms and more...

This lobby features a unique variation on the checkerboard pattern. The floor itself was designed with the same-color of blue block. There are tables and vending machines for hungry guests at 2am.

The checkerboard pattern on the ground is rendered by alternating light and shadow from the ceiling above. This is another area of artistic interest in the building, a nice twist on the same-old-same-old.

Further up the elevator are expansive, empty rooms that are available for rent. They may be used for conferences, parties, conventions, whatever you have in mind.

Also in the high-rise is a nightclub for restless city-goers. Here you can see a part of the club's upper balcony, a well-stocked bar with your poison of choice and perhaps hors'deurves, and plush, contemporary seating.

This is the dance floor, with an extra-large TV for barhoppers, and background interest for party-goers. The dance floor is a mixed checkered design splattered with red.

Here is another balcony over the dance floor, and a DJ station to keep everyone partying hard.

Charrr, you have really outdone yourself on this piece of work. YOU SHOULDN'T CALL IT A MOTEL; IT IS MORE OF A RESORT HOTEL DAMMIT!!!

A Smiley for Moujave. Origin of the Hammers. WoM HQ.

Moujave is an op who doesn't tolerate shit from griefers - especially when he's come down with the plague (bronchitis, and / or radiation burns). Late last night, certain members (I forget who they are) decided to go gallivanting around the server, spreading graffiti on different projects. Such intelligent and clever phrases such as "I SUCK COCK" and "HOMO" were littered all over. Normally, when an op applies the spec-hammer / ban-hammer to a griefer, they simply get the job done and move on. Moujave, however, had been quiet all night. When he discovered the griefing, he of course promptly undid all of their actions, spec-hammered both members, and then banned them unceremoniously. Then, he tore them a new hole as they were being banned. If I remember correctly, he said something along the lines of "I don't have the patience for their shit today." I chatted him up a bit and discovered he was suffering from a nasty bout of bronchitis. So, I made him a smiley to cheer him up. Get well soon, moujave!

(The sad face was not originally there.)

I should explain the "hammers". Generally when a player acts like a douche, such as griefing, spamming the chat with racist shit, graffiti, etc., the player is demoted to spectator. To non-members, this means that you can watch and chat, but you cannot build or destroy. Really keeps a lid on griefing. When someone gets demoted to spectator, I like to holler "SPEC-HAMMER!" Really helps rub the fail in their face. =)

The same applies to banning, except I holler "BAN-HAMMER!"


I have worked for a few days on a large skyscraper, which I later dubbed "WoM HQ". The digging was painstaking, and I received little help for it (Joman666 and madk helped... if I left you out, please tell me). THE OPS DIDN'T LOVE ME ENOUGH TO DESTROY ALL THE DIRT! ;_;

I set my skyscraper in the ground to help make it taller. The building was inspired by Vancouver's Sheraton Wall Centre. I spent a few hours making the jagged fang reaching into the sky, and the curved glass ceiling.

The glass on my skyscraper is a bit uneven... it is slightly larger on one side, and smaller on the other.

This is the skyscraper itself, the World of Minecraft Headquarters. To enter, you must descend down some stairs (not pictured), or you can hurl yourself to your doom.

This is the entrance to the skyscraper. The windows to the right show you the first and second floors. The third floor windows aren't shown very well. Just walk right through the gold doors to enter.

This is the grand foyer. The red desk is the security desk, with white PC's. The blue and green blocks above are wave art.

This office shows a nice view of the tree and flowers outside.

These are the offices for human resources.

These are the first elevators I ever built. When you enter, you will see roman numerals denoting the floor you're on.

This is the sales floor, on Floor 3. This is where all of you underpaid wage-monkeys are chained to uncomfortable, restricting desks and glued to computers for profit. =)

In the previous picture, there is a gold elevator on the left side of the image. It's the executive elevator leading to floors 4, 5, and 6, restricted to executives and VIP's only. Trespassers will be immediately burnt alive. This elevator pictured here is on the 6th floor, which is the CEO Suite.

This is the board room on the 4th floor. The table is neutrally colored, and there is a wall-mounted screen on the left for teleconferencing.

This is one of the executive suites, with a green desk, orange armchair and a bookshelf.

This is a spacious executive suite on the 5th floor, with a large black desk and blue sofa.

This is a gold and oak bureau rests in the CEO suite on the 6th floor. To the right is a large blue armchair, and behind the desk is a chair made of cherry wood and black Italian leather.

ONLY in the executive suite is a minibar. I think the other executives sneak up here sometimes to sneak a sip.

I was given a less than brief critique on the hotel... the hotel's color scheme is too bland. There's too much gray and black being used, and Oni also said it's "too different"... I'm afraid I don't know what that means!

Some of the ops have said that members or guests often blow up at critiquing... I've been an artist for a long time, and to me, the ops' critiquing is rather nice. When you get told several times to "GTFO WITH THAT SHIT PAINTING" or "Wtf do you think you're doing, you really think you're an artist dragging this trash in here?" I think here is where I've had the nicest critiques.

Just don't take critiques too personally. Use them as stepping stones to not being so fail. I'M SORRY, I meant to make your projects even better! =D

A Sphere For Oat. Propaganda Radio. Satanic Pyramid. A Quaint, and Stupid Relic.

The limitations on Minecraft aren't so terrible. All shapes are cubic, so circles, triangles, etc. would be difficult. Right? Not so right. Sometimes restrictions and repressions act as a pressure, and push the creative force into directions you didn't realize existed. A grapevine that struggles to survive makes a better wine, as Napa Valley has proven time and again.

A builder named Oat was working on an ambitious outer space project, involving an eighth of the earth and some comets. Problem is, spheres are not so easy to render at a smallish size in Minecraft unless you use geometric principles.

Now, I am not very good at math, but when I make circles, spheres, and curves, I go by feeling and not by rules of mathematics. My circles and spheres may turn out crude, but it gets the job done. The problem with circles and squares is, it's too easy to make a circle too square, and it's too easy to make a sphere too "diamondy". I have provided screenshots of a 9 x 9 x 9 model of an eighth of a sphere, in case you'd like to take a shot. The sphere is located next to the Propaganda Radio on one of the WoM servers.
While at work yesterday, I contemplated a punkish piece of Minecraft art. I sometimes think about all of the bullshit spouted by the media from all sides: TV, radio, internet, periodicals, republicans, democrats, fuckwits and geniuses. Everyone can say anything, but that doesn't make their claims true. Everyone is so ready to jump to conclusions without really thinking things through. I am referring to politics of course, but this applies to everything.

You must think I'm paranoid. Perhaps I am. I just don't trust power very easily. The more powerful you are, the less I trust you. A trained tiger is powerful, more powerful than its human trainer. The tiger has the power, and the human just reacts. The tiger will jump through its hoops, but what if it just chooses one day to gnaw off some faces? When I make suggestions along these lines, people often say "No, that'll never happen." How well does that work in the face of betrayal? When you're left hanging in the wind, what good does any of that complacency and denial shit do for you? Shit nothing. Please remove head from ass, thank you kindly =)

Blah blah blah, to the point. I decided to make a radio that spouted the following floating words:
PROPAGANDA
MISINFORMATION
LIES


Later on, somebody mimicked my font and added "STATISTICS" next to "LIES". I believe this to be a statement on the uselessness of statistics as a pusher for propaganda... but if not, feel free to comment about it. Additionally, someone keeps adding "PINK!" in front of the message. The absurdity really doesn't bother me, as this entire situation - life, power, control, cheese, everything - is just absurd.

TRIANGLE FISH BUCKET

Today I helped Joman666 build another pyramid. It's a 25 x 25 gold monument, curiously enough, located behind my Propaganda Radio. Kind of gives you an Illuminati-ish feeling, yes?

The key to building a pyramid is to lay down your foundation with an odd number of blocks. Beginning with an odd number of blocks will give you a single-block capstone. If you start with an even number of blocks, you will have a 2x2 top with no capstone, and the pyramid looks stunted.

The pyramid, with its fiery entrance.

This is the throne room... I assumed the color purple to be sacred to the Egyptians, and made the purple throne at the end of a corridor of torches.

What's this? A secret passage behind the throne?

How far down does this rabbit hole go?

A garden of CULINARY shrooms...

A reversed lava cross with a crystal altar, and vaulted ceiling.

A hidden bedroom where Joman666 lives. The entire pyramid is a front for demonic workings. Here is a bath, and a stove(?). To the right, where you see the lighter colored blocks, is a secret escape route in case trouble comes home to Joman.

A quaint, and rather backwards relic visited the WoM server today in the form of a racist troll looking for attention. His name is Squfar, who claims to be a "proud asian man". The heights of his achievements in life include starting fights on the internet, stirring up petty drama, and banging his sister. If you see him, feel free to greet him with a ban-hammer =)