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216: Redoing my Life, Golden Globes 2015

“If we’ve learned one thing, it’s that famous people are above the law,” Ricky Gervais said onstage at the 2015 Golden Globes.

I was seated at a table with Leonardo DiCaprio, Alejandro Iñárritu, the rest of the Revenant cast… and, for some reason, John Krasinski.

Ricky was doing what Ricky always does when he hosts the Golden Globes—making every celebrity in t...

10: Marvel's Green Lantern, The First Sorcerer Supreme

The wind carried the acrid stench of smoke and death. Ash drifted on the breeze like gray snowflakes, and the air itself trembled with something worse—something unnatural: a current of corruption, bitter and sharp, laced with the unmistakable touch of the Dark Dimension.

Agamotto slowed his stride, his cloak swirling in the soot-tinged wind. He closed his eyes. His staff, warm to the to...

215: Redoing my Life, 87th Oscar Nominations and Daniel’s Thing

“Twenty-five million? No, no—bring it down to twenty-two,” I said into the phone, leaning back in the chair in my office at Midas.

Adrian, on the other end, sounded hesitant. “WB is pretty fixed on twenty-five.”

I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Adrian, WB is about to gut most of their games division. They’re shutting down the studio we’re trying to buy—despite the fa...

ASOIAF: Alyxander the Great, Heir to the Great III

The sept was beautiful.

Alyx walked slowly beneath its rising arches, his steps echoing softly across the polished stone floor. Beside him, Septon Harrick—the head Septon of New Valyria and a man of calm voice and thoughtful eyes—moved with quiet reverence through the near-finished sanctuary. Morning light streamed through the high, open spaces where stained-glass windows would soon b...

9: Marvel's Green Lantern, A Three Year Detour

Three Years Later
Xeronia IV

Max stirred awake beneath a comfortable but very heavy weight. Three violet-skinned Strontian women lay draped across him, their bodies warm against the cool sheets. One rested her head on his chest, long silver hair spilling over his torso like liquid moonlight. Another was curled against his side, her arm slung across his waist as if clai...

214: Redoing My Life, The Dark Knight Trailer 1

[0:00 – 0:05]

MUSIC: Hans Zimmer – “Why So Serious?” begins to play faintly: a distant, unsettling synth drone.

VISUAL:
• The Stardust Studios logo appears in complete silence, flickering slightly like a faulty film reel.
• The DC Studios logo slowly fades in over a grainy, storm-grey background...

213: Redoing my Life, News V

The Revenant
DiCaprio Is Out for Revenge in a Brutal Western from Alejandro Iñárritu and Academy Award Winner Daniel Adler
★★★★½
Peter Travers, Rolling Stone

Great films have the power to convey the unimaginable. We sit in the comfort of a darkened theater or our living room and watch protagonists suffer physical and ...

Alyxander the Great: Mosiac Revenge

This was something I decided to write and draw after seeing the Alexander the Great mosaic.
One of them I drew myself and the another one i made to look like a mosiac using AI

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Alyxander looked up at the mosaics glinting in the light of the Lyceum’s new wing, where stone and glass came together to immortalize history. The air smelled of lime du...

212: Redoing my Life, Change of Plans

There was a crisis—well, not really a crisis, but definitely a problem.

It began about three months ago, when Scott Snyder and I started mapping out the plot details for the Justice League movie.

It was the first time we had sat down to talk about it—just the two of us. Scott and me. We were going to write the film together.

We began outlining every character: Diana, Clark...

211: Redoing my Life, Ludi Occulti

“Daniel, Daniel!” I heard from behind me as I finally made it past the press gauntlet on the red carpet. Flashes were still going off, a sea of camera clicks echoing in my ears like distant thunder.

I entered the theatre where The Revenant was about to be screened for the very first time. It was 19 December 2014—a strategic date, just ahead of the Oscar-eligibility cutoff. ...

124: The Son of Ice and Fire, Before the Night pt.2

Willas Tyrell rode in silence, the steady rhythm of his horse’s hooves echoing on the frost-covered ground. The cold bit through his cloak, though he barely felt it; his mind was heavier than the armor strapped to his chest.

Alongside him rode Lord Unwin Peake, named after the infamous schemer who had once dreamed of placing his own blood upon the Iron Throne. The resemblance was more t...

8: Marvel's Green Lantern, Unworthy

Max and Odin walked side by side through high, arched corridors toward the throne room. The towering doors groaned open, revealing a hall both regal and austere. Carved pillars stood like ancient sentinels, and banners bearing the crest of King Bór Borrison hung overhead.

At the far end sat King Bór himself: wild red hair and beard, yet unmistakably regal. In his left hand he held Gungn...

7: Marvel's Green Lantern, Asgard

Max drifted in a vast, endless void—weightless, thoughtless, formless. There was no sound, no sensation, only darkness: a deep black ocean of nothing that stretched forever in every direction. Yet within that black, he shone.

He looked down at his hands—if he could even call them that. They were translucent green, glowing softly. He raised them slowly, fascinated. His entire form was ...

210(2): Redoing My Life, Superman 2014 pt.3

[SUPERMAN REVIEW by JakeTalksComics]

[OPENING – Jake on cam, upbeat tone]

Jake (grinning ear to ear):

“Well… that was quite an experience.”

[Intro music kicks in – short animated intro with JakeTalksComics logo]

Jake:

“What’s up, guys! JakeTalksComics here—and...

210(1): Redoing my Life, Superman 2014 pt.3

This is the first part of the chapter. I’m rewriting the rest of it due to the changes in the last chapter.

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Reddit post on r/Superman

Adler destroyed this fraud

Just saw this. This is what happens when a host tries to sound smart with recycled film bro takes and gets destroyed by someone who actually knows st...

209: Redoing My Life, Superman 2014 pt.2

“So, how do I look?” Margot asked, stepping back so I could see her full outfit on the video call.

She was still in costume—Dr. Harleen Quinzel, straight from the studio lot in the U.K. where The Dark Knight was filming. Her white doctors coat was a bit crumbled, and her hair was pulled into a tight bun.

“That’s not the doctor’s outfit I was hoping to see you in...

208: Redoing my Life, Superman 2014 pt.1

I slurped from the milkshake cup in my hand as I watched the photoshoot unfold before me.

Technically, I didn’t need to be here. I wasn't even involved, and I’ve always hated these things but this was the Vanity Fair cover shoot featuring all three: Batman, Superman, and Wonder Woman. The DC Trinity together.

Originally, the cover was supposed to spotlight only Superman—his ...

123: The Son of Ice and Fire, Before the Night pt.1

It had taken them some time to return to Westeros.

A week of travel on dragon-back. In Shamyriana they left Mei behind. She had begged to come with them, but he had convinced her to stay; if the darkness ever reached the Patrimony, someone would need to fight it there too.

They had then stopped at the kingdom of Ifequevron at Leaf’s request, hoping to find more of her kind, but ha...

ASOIAF: Alyxander the Great, Heir to the Great II

Alyx ducked just in time as Oberyn’s spear sliced through the air above him. The wooden shaft cracked against the training post with a sharp thud that made several of the watching squires flinch. Oberyn didn’t miss a beat he spun, bringing the butt of the spear around with a flourish.

Alyx deflected it clumsily with his practice sword and staggered back.

“Is this all you’ve ...

207: Redoing my Life, Cam and Mitchell's Wedding

“So what do you think?” I asked, my eyes still fixed on her as I leaned back in my chair, the legal papers in my hands momentarily forgotten.

Margot sat across from me, wrapped in nothing but a robe, one leg lazily draped over the other. She was applying mascara with surgical precision, using the tiny mirror balanced on the table between us.

“Yeah, I’d be crazy to say no,”...

202: Redoing My Life, Australia pt.3

This is the conclusion of Chapter 202. I finally got over my writer’s block and managed to finish it. I've also updated the original chapter, in case you want to read it again in full this part here is just the new section.

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I had dreams after what happened.

No…nightmares.

I was being led through a tunnel of flashing lights and noise. Papara...

206: Redoing my Life, It’s Alright… Just Alright

I was in Arcanum Game Studios, sitting cross-legged on the couch in John’s cluttered but cozy office, a controller in hand. The lights were dimmed, the only glow coming from the massive monitor in front of me as I hacked my way through the alpha version of Dark Souls II.

Back in my old life, Dark Souls II had always been the black sheep of the Soulsborne series, not outright ba...

6: Marvel's Green Lantern, Muspelheim pt.2

Odin grabbed Max by the arm and hauled him to his feet, his grip firm. The heat in the throne room was unbearable now; the very air rippled with it.

Surtur approached, his massive footsteps sending tremors through the black-stone floor, each step punctuated by the deep, rumbling echo of his laughter.

“Grænlaðr,” Odin said quickly, turning to Max with both weapons drawn, “tak...

28: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.4

“Why is Drumm taking so long?” Lord Rymund Bracken asked, his voice edged with frustration as he paced the stone chamber assigned to him within Weepinghall. Torch-light flickered across his weathered face, throwing deep shadows beneath his eyes. He stopped at the narrow slit of a window, peering out into the morning light.

“He told you, Father,” came the calm reply from his eldest...

205: Redoing my Life, Flash Run

I listened to Haley ranting on the phone, her voice emotional.

“He broke up with me, Daniel. Because of that stupid tabloid.”

I held the phone between my ear and shoulder as I scanned the list of upcoming release dates in my hand.

“Mmm,” I hummed absentmindedly, eyes skimming across Superman, The Revenant, Flash, The Dark Knight, 2025-05-18 21:46:48 +0000 UTC View Post

ASOIAF: Alyxander the Great, Heir to the Great I

The final chapters will focus on Alyxander and his son, exploring how Alyxander works to ensure his empire remains intact and that the line of succession is secure.

This chapter and the next will follow the life of Alyxander the Younger, from his early years until he reaches adulthood, highlighting the people who influence him and shape his development. 2025-05-16 08:43:06 +0000 UTC View Post

204: Redoing my Life, News IV

The World’s Youngest Billionaires 2014: 31 Under 40

Reaching the $1 billion mark isn’t a race, but some people get there faster.

Of the 1,645 members of this year’s Forbes Billionaires List, 31 are under 40. That elite group no longer includes the Google founders Sergey Brin and Larry Page who have now crossed into their forties. Yet in a year when te...

27: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.3

Dagon Hoare, Crown Prince of the Kingdom of the Isles and the Rivers, moved through the cavernous, unlit corridors of Harrenhal like a storm cloaked in flesh. The air was damp, thick with the scent of cold stone and rot. The walls—massive, black, towering—seemed to close in around him. The castle was simply too large, too empty in its sheer size, and parts of it sat in shadows nearly perman...

5: Marvel's Green Lantern, Muspelheim pt.1

The emerald ship cut through space, gliding silently through the void. Max sat cross‑legged near the stern of the craft, eyes fixed on the box he had fashioned, its surface flickering slightly.

Inside lay the severed head of Mimir.

Even lifeless, it radiated power. A golden aura shimmered faintly around it, the runes on his face occasionally sparking, dim glows pulsing across th...

26: Dragonborn Conqueror, Rebellion pt.2

“I understand that you wish to join us,” Harald said calmly, eyeing the villagers who blocked the path. They carried little more than pitchforks, scythes, and rusty blades, yet their eyes shone with fierce determination.

They had halted in a border village between the Blackwood Vale and the Riverlands, resting after a relentless march south from Fairmarket.

A weather‑worn, mid...