Fireflies.

I am sitting in my forest area, making fireflies fade from green to red to nothing. Earlier, I was getting my butt handed to me by a bunch of swampmoss lerks that probably need some tweaking. I named one of them Fenral the Render, but I'm not sure what I think of that name. It might suck. It might not. I suspect the programmers won't take it the way I meant it, but what do they know?

Where was I? Oh, fireflies. Right. The firefly emitter is spinning hypnotically on the monitor next to the one where I'm typing out this here entry. We're in the E3 homestretch, which is a nice way of saying that most of us have brains the consistency of creamed corn strained through a fine mesh.