<p>It appears this summer is the season of the iOS skating game. We've already seen Transworld Endless Skater, Epic Skater, and a soft-launched Tony Hawk's game in the past few months, and now it's the turn of Skater.</p><p>The game looks like it's going to follow the True Skate / Touchgrind Skate formula rather than the more arcadey entrants to the genre we've been treated to recently. Screenshots show a pair of skate shoes hovering magically above a spinning board.</p><p>Apparently you'll be skating in famous real-life spots as well. These are authentically recreated from architectural plans, on-site photography, and Google height maps. So it's just like being there, but more pixel-y.</p><p>There's a more free-form feel to play as well. You're taking part in massive skate-jams, finding your own lines, setting your own challenges, and sharing them with the rest of the world. Which sounds ridiculously cool.</p>Skater should be hitting the App Store in the next couple of weeks, and we'll let you know as soon as we hear exactly when. But until then you can paint us as cautiously optimistic for this one.
A DOG and a Cock being great friends, agreed to travel together. At nightfall they took shelter in a thick wood. The Cock flying up, perched himself on the branches of a tree, while the Dog found a bed beneath in the hollow trunk. When the morning dawned, the Cock, as usual, crowed very loudly several times. A Fox heard the sound, and wishing to make a breakfast on him, came and stood under the branches, saying how earnestly he desired to make the acquaintance of the owner of so magnificent a voice. The Cock, suspecting his civilities, said: "Sir, I wish you would do me the favor of going around to the hollow trunk below me, and waking my porter, so that he may open the door and let you in." When the Fox approached the tree, the Dog sprang out and caught him, and tore him to pieces.'Father,' she says, 'though in me you behold"I like to ponder on all kinds of problems, though I can't solve 'em," said Captain Jim. "My father held that we should never talk of things we couldn't understand, but if we didn't, doctor, the subjects for conversation would be mighty few. I reckon the gods laugh many a time to hear us, but what matters so long as we remember that we're only men and don't take to fancying that we're gods ourselves, really, knowing good and evil. I reckon our pow- wows won't do us or anyone much harm, so let's have another whack at the whence, why and whither this evening, doctor."
Cried, 'O false blood, thou register of lies,
<p>Weave, the tabletop storytelling app that we covered last December, will be receiving an update in February called Foresight that will bring several new options to players. On top of that, they're introducing a new purchasable Storyteller Screen that aims to enchants the digital tabletop experience for players.</p><p>We'll start with the Storyteller screen before delving into the details of the Foresight update. It's essentially a GM screen that you can easily pack and up carry around with you that's also capable of connecting to your phone using near-field communication.</p>A MAN, very much annoyed with a Flea, caught him at last, and said, "Who are you who dare to feed on my limbs, and to cost me so much trouble in catching you?' The Flea replied, "O my dear sir, pray spare my life, and destroy me not, for I cannot possibly do you much harm." The Man, laughing, replied, "Now you shall certainly die by mine own hands, for no evil, whether it be small or large, ought to be tolerated.""Perhaps I shall be able to look at it in that way after a while, Anne. Just now I feel too tired and indifferent to think about the future. I'm--I'm--Anne, I'm lonely. I miss Dick. Isn't it all very strange? Do you know, I was really fond of poor Dick--George, I suppose I should say--just as I would have been fond of a helpless child who depended on me for everything. I would never have admitted it--I was really ashamed of it--because, you see, I had hated and despised Dick so much before he went away. When I heard that Captain Jim was bringing him home I expected I would just feel the same to him. But I never did--although I continued to loathe him as I remembered him before. From the time he came home I felt only pity--a pity that hurt and wrung me. I supposed then that it was just because his accident had made him so helpless and changed. But now I believe it was because there was really a different personality there. Carlo knew it, Anne--I know now that Carlo knew it. I always thought it strange that Carlo shouldn't have known Dick. Dogs are usually so faithful. But HE knew it was not his master who had come back, although none of the rest of us did. I had never seen George Moore, you know. I remember now that Dick once mentioned casually that he had a cousin in Nova Scotia who looked as much like him as a twin; but the thing had gone out of my memory, and in any case I would never have thought it of any importance. You see, it never occurred to me to question Dick's identity. Any change in him seemed to me just the result of the accident.
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