Tuesday, May 20, 2014

ROBOT CARD GAME




PBL ROBOTS is the ROBOT CARD GAME you need to try. Pilots climb into your robot and your upgrade your armor to build a giant powerful robot and start blasting your opponent. The goal is to blow off all of your opponents limbs and get a termination. You can have hangars, crew members, action cards and expert pilots to gain the advantage! Search for neat combos and find new ways to win!

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Pro Bionics League ROBOTS: the best robot card/dice game

The robot card game that lets you build the ultimate robot and destroy your opponent. Pro Bionics League Robots is the culmination of all competition. In the future technology has surpassed athletics and sports are a test of the mind. This dice/card game forces starts you and your opponent(s) with a base robot that you upgrade with new armor during the battle, you hire crew, build hangers, you contact new pilots and play action cards and then make attacks to blow off limbs of the challenging robots. 

http://www.pblrobots.com


 The beginning of the game involves a simple draft circuit where you begin to pool your resources and then begin to make moves and actions to put yourself in the best position to make attacks and defenses by rolling dice. Above you can see a buff hanger which gives your robot an attack boost during the game and allows two crew members to enter the game. 
Action cards have various instant effects that can change the outcome of the game. The art seen above is for the card, "COMMABACK" which allows you to draw three cards after one of your Robot's limb is blown off. 
 Maxine Trinidad, Trace Law, Shero, and Pelpe Derdae make up some of the games most popular characters. In the background you can see one version of a robot you can build during a typical game of PBL ROBOTS.
 Each body part has upgrades of different levels and powers. The AracnaClaws are a level 3 head armor designed by crew member Tormax, fusing spider DNA with robot parts. His designs are a controversial addition to the league, but such popular and powerful designs have slowly made acceptance into the league over the years. Tormax may be one of the most bizarre characters on the PBL ROBOTS roster, but it is no doubt his ideas may be the future of the sport.
 Artwork of a PBL ROBOT in the middle of the game with many level one and level two upgrades making an attack. The Yahtzee Bazooka is the current shoulder weapon, which provides an additional attack after each combat. You can also see the pilot pit in the center of the robot. The real question is, what will this attack be? What did they roll?

The game itself was invented by William Hessian in 2001 and spent 10 years being developed and play-tested until William play-tested the game in 2013 with another Hidden Ladder Collective artist John Supinski. Directly after the game John made a comical bet that he gain control of the game with a role of a 7. A seven was rolled. The fate of die roll was meant to be, and William Hessian began a partnership with John Supinski in a deal that resurrected PBL ROBOTS into full gear. The die roll was like an epico beam that has blasted the game towards completion. William and John have also played each other 100 times and keep a running tally of their current score against each other.
The final artwork for this introduction to PBL ROBOTS: the ultimate robot card game is crew member Soda Fats! He gives you a larger card size and the ability to boost your attack and he constantly yells, "HOT DOGS FOR LIFE!"

Follow PBL ROBOTS as we work towards a North America release and kickstarter campaign:

http://www.pblrobots.com

Saturday, September 28, 2013

The State of the Blog


In six years the blog, Zombie Robot Frosting, has gone from being a catch all for all my interests, and birthed 4 other blogs including a bearded bunny art blog, a blog about inventing games, and a blog about blogs. There was a time I was writing on average 3 blogs per day for this site. I wrote blogs about immortality, essays about science, updates on technology I enjoyed, reviews about health and wellness, and the list goes on. In the last year, I have only written twice on this blog.

I understand that this blog was a catalyst for so many of my projects, including my daily web comic project, my art tour across and country and my eventually land square in the middle of the Occupy movement. My blog helped me become an activist, it helped me continue learning long after school, and it helped me organize my budding art career. Zombie Robot Frosting is now neglected like stale cake in the fridge; unable to be discarded because of what it meant in the past.

My life has taken all sorts of turns, including break ups, moving all across the country and getting involved with new and bizarre projects. I will always have this blog as my sounding board for venting about everything under the sun, especially if I have no other vehicles to carry it. It will still be a place I sent people who want to know more about why I am anti-cell phone (although I do own one now), or why I hate GMOs and Chem Trails. My essay on what Occupy meant to me helped shape this attitude of Sheep No More:


It led to a series of drawings that were important for me as an artist. I feel empowered to speak my mind, because I spent the time analyzing my thoughts and researching my fears. I still want to live forever, although I do not think it is very probable (I will hold on hope - you can't take the sky from me). I still pay attention to technology news and pay very close attention to my health, but now I prefer to do it with the company of my community rather than my computer. It is just too easy to write, and too easy to change, and then too easy to regret what was written. Or simply find yourself stuck writing blogs and never living life. But, I know there is a balance for everyone, I just found myself crossing my own lines and sacrificing far too much.

At one point I thought I could make money blogging, maybe even make a lot of money blogging. But I was sniffing the cheap manufactured perfume of the lies of the internet. Blogging became a painful process much of the time and again, this was my own undoing. I think blogging was the backwards gateway to my community, and everything I really wanted in life. I still love writing, and I am still pretty terrible at it. I could benefit from writing 3 blogs a day for eternity and still have endless things to learn about communication, structure and engaging the reader. I never got good at it, but I did learn a lot and did find many other benefits from the practice. Introspection. A new found love of research.

In the end, here I am writing my now clockwork one blog every 6 months. Trying to be positive about a practice I let slip into from my attention. Something that needed to slip away from my priorities, but something that is greatly missed. Like reigns waiting to be picked up, and that is where I leave this entry.

Zombie Robot Frosting is the docking station for my future thoughts, currently lying cold and dormant. Packed high with boxed up old memories, articles, posts, links, rants, reviews, still accessible if you dig, but ultimately outdated; old news. I plan to return now and again to put a few more things on the pile, but I know all to well that the next few years will be the age of my utter declutter declaration. The blog posts that never make it online are the purged posts being set free into my moonlit sky. A new day of different adventures.

And if you want to find these adventures, you are always welcome:
http://www.williamhessian.com  

Monday, February 11, 2013

Christopher Dorner: Who Watches the Watchmen?



Here is the Christopher Dorner pictures. Small Christopher Dorner posters can be made from this image. I think it asks a pretty good question: Who Watches the Watchmen?

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Hurrican Sandy Photoblog: Relief still needed!


This used to be a beauty shop.

This is a photoblog that will cover our Occupy Sandy group from Portland, Maine as we organize a large mutual aid relief effort to help those still suffering without basic needs (food, water, housing, electricity  in New York after the storm hit on October 28th, 2012. The Black Friday Hurricane Relief effort was an attempt four weeks after the disaster to raise awareness, and supplies for those still suffering and remind people in our immediate area, and beyond that we can still help. We sent out press releases leading up to the event and you can read the article in the Portland Press Harald. You can also see Dawn Eve York's photo gallery from this same weekend.
Step one, was to rent a 26 foot uhaul and decorate it. 
Here are a few awesome drawings that were added to the truck. 
Mike Anthony painted this excellent banner. The banner itself had a very rough and dirty experience on the trip, but it looked really great at the start. 
Here is Mike outside of the truck at Marden's. We had a moving drop off site at all kinds of Big Box Stores throughout Black Friday. We were asked to leave from a few stores and asked not to hand out fliers. The goal was to fill the entire truck and then drive it down to New York.
Mutual Aid not Charity. Thank you MAM.
The UHAUL logo was altered with duct tape. At this point we were right outside of Walmart and we were starting to collect all kinds of donations from people who were buying/bringing things off of the NEEDED list that we were handing out.
Another shot of the truck. Food Not Bombs provided free cocoa and donuts for anyone who wanted to stop by. 
Occupy Sandy.Close up of the decorations.
Write your message of support
The guy drove home and came back to bring us donations. 
When we got to YANA (you are never alone) in Rockaways, we met many organizers of the Occupy Sandy movement including Alan Porter, our friend and fellow Occupier from Portland, Maine. We started using the back  room to unload all of the donations for a free store. Anyone could come and ask for supplies, and we would be able to hand them whatever they were looking for. 
Across the street was the Occupy kitchen. They had an incredible array of good hot food.
Only a few buildings down was the start of the destruction. 
We spent our first few hours of volunteering unloading and organizing. Here you can see Dawn and Mike filling up the back room with the donations. There was another room outside which held all of the cleaning and medical supplies. 
After the truck was empty we took all the excess clothes and turned the uhaul into a free clothing closet. Families would walk up the ramp and search for clothes of all types. It was a really successful way to get some of the clothes to the people in the area. It also allowed them the room and space to look through all of the items and get the things they needed.
This is what the truck looked like from across the street.
You can see Mike and Dawn on the ramp. Meanwhile the house behind Yana was being gutted (much like most of the structures in the town) and a team of people where bringing out furniture constantly and filling up the sidewalks. Power had only recently been restored in this area, and so people were finally returning to their homes and getting light into the basements so that they could get items out of the house.
After only a few hours the entire free store was picked clean. The shelves were bare by the end. 
Trust. When all of our supplies and donations had gone out to those in the community we went for a walk to look around the area. We also got to see our friend Becky Wartell, an Occupy Wall Street Medic who used to live in Maine.  
A view of the destruction of Hurricane Sandy looking through one of those gates that stores pull down after closing. It was very eerie. 
I really like the look of the Fecund Clown.
Less than half a block from Yana headquarters the buildings were completely gone. All that was left was this huge pile of debris. 
It was odd to see intermingled webs of piping that was at times the tallest part of the landscape. 
This building was ripped apart by the ferocious claws of hurricane Sandy. It was pretty devastating.
This is another photo of what used to be a beauty shop. 
Looking through a shattered window. 
These steps and the door still survived, but nothing else did.
We wandered through a few residential houses to find the beach. You can see the bent poles and the construction vehicle moving debris in the background. The sky was quite impressive.
We met up with Evan McVeigh, who had been helping out at many different sites during his Thanksgiving Break. Here Dawn and Evan were looking at out the sunset. It was very cold at the point, and the wind was piercing.
The moon had arrived. 
Another shot of the beach. Other people were visiting the water as the sun was setting. 
The Sand Bar was destroyed. 
This huge boardwalk was lifted up by the water of the hurricane and shoved into the ocean front properties. The amazing thing was that the boardwalk stayed together. All the wood and railings were mangled and bent,  but it was otherwise intact. 
I had this incredible sense that the entire scenery reminded me of a hollywood movie. Mostly, because destruction is not commonplace to me, nor was such a beautiful sunset. I took a few photos of Dawn, who is a mother of two boys, and working full time. She inspired me to get more involved in Occupy Sandy, and she was the main organizer for donations in Portland.  
She was very cold at this point, and even more sleep deprived. 
Everything about this walk along the beach seemed both so sad, depressing and magical at the same time. At times some of the local kids would appear from under the boardwalk, seemingly to pop out of nowhere. They were exploring some of the hidden spots and finding new ways in and out of some of the destructed areas. 
Here was an upturned picnic table. It seemed to be a good metaphor for Rockaway Beach. In my head, this upturned picnic table half buried in the sand is an icon of the destruction. One side of the picnic table is stuck, struggling, suffering and the other side is turned the wrong direction to be used functionally. We can either just ignore the table and walk away, or we can try to help fix it. One person would be unable to pull this table out, even two people would have a really hard time, but if we all work together to dig it out we can reset the table. Make it useful again. That is what the community in Rockaway is trying to do. Occupy Sandy is trying to find the best way to begin restarting the lives of so many people and families. It takes a lot of effort and energy, but it can be done. 
Sledge was one of the hardest working people i met at Rockaway. She was cooking, allocating food donations, and running all over the place. At the edge of the day she was in this tiny back closet cleaning pots in a sink. There was no working light so she had put a flashlight on a nearby shelf to give herself just enough light to clean. She was really kind to all of us that had come down from Maine and she was really happy we were taking pictures and planning to post them. "The people here really want their story to be told," she told me, "Please put these pictures out there so people can see what is going on down here and that people still need help."

Please learn more about what is needed: http://interoccupy.net/occupysandy/

Thanks to all the people that made this happen, especially Dawn Eve York, Michael Anthony, Kara Oster, Alan Porter, Occupy Sandy, Becky Wartell, Rachel Rumson, Debra Cohen, our friends in Occupy Maine, Occupy Hartford, Occupy New Hampshire and so many more people who inspire and helped us on our trip.