Random Personified

Just thinking about people making year-end summaries of their accomplishments and also about reasons to keep yourself alive through the next year. Sorry, it’s a bit of a sappy comic.

HO-HO-HO

One trooper wants a pony.

Hey all! This is an academic survey (4 questions) for any member of the Deaf community. 

The data gathered from this survey is for my high school (senior) engineering team. Our problem is related to directional hearing issues for members of the Deaf community, with or without hearing aids (preferably with). 

Cybertronians crave war.

It’s an idea scholars and philosophers debated for centuries, the theory that the Cybertronian race was born specifically for war –– the Thirteen and their battle against Unicron, the barbaric battles between various war bands in Cybertron’s fledgling years, the Quintesson Invasion, and subsequently, the thousands of bots constructed cold for one purpose: war. And what do you do with a planet full of soldiers with no war to fight?

But nothing proved that theory right more than the Great War, the culmination of hundreds of years of oppression, silenced outcries, and corruption. Never before had the Cybertronian race seen such devastation as the civil war that razed their home, shattered their people, decimated their spirits, and devolved into not a revolution, but a squabble between two sides who would rather win than make things right.

And in their pride, both sides neglected the true origins of the Great War, the miserable realization that it was no one bot’s fault. Everyone had their own part to play in the race towards Cybertron’s most crushing conflict to date.

Comments are greatly appreciated.

Cybertronians crave war.

It’s an idea scholars and philosophers debated for centuries, the theory that the Cybertronian race was born specifically for war –– the Thirteen and their battle against Unicron, the barbaric battles between various war bands in Cybertron’s fledgling years, the Quintesson Invasion, and subsequently, the thousands of bots constructed cold for one purpose: war. And what do you do with a planet full of soldiers with no war to fight?

But nothing proved that theory right more than the Great War, the culmination of hundreds of years of oppression, silenced outcries, and corruption. Never before had the Cybertronian race seen such devastation as the civil war that razed their home, shattered their people, decimated their spirits, and devolved into not a revolution, but a squabble between two sides who would rather win than make things right.

And in their pride, both sides neglected the true origins of the Great War, the miserable realization that it was no one bot’s fault. Everyone had their own part to play in the race towards Cybertron’s most crushing conflict to date.

Cybertronians crave war.

It’s an idea scholars and philosophers debated for centuries, the theory that the Cybertronian race was born specifically for war –– the Thirteen and their battle against Unicron, the barbaric battles between various war bands in Cybertron’s fledgling years, the Quintesson Invasion, and subsequently, the thousands of bots constructed cold for one purpose: war. And what do you do with a planet full of soldiers with no war to fight?

But nothing proved that theory right more than the Great War, the culmination of hundreds of years of oppression, silenced outcries, and corruption. Never before had the Cybertronian race seen such devastation as the civil war that razed their home, shattered their people, decimated their spirits, and devolved into not a revolution, but a squabble between two sides who would rather win than make things right.

And in their pride, both sides neglected the true origins of the Great War, the miserable realization that it was no one bot’s fault. Everyone had their own part to play in the race towards Cybertron’s most crushing conflict to date.

“Don’t bullshit me, Rogers. Did you know?”

Of all the scenes in Captain America: Civil War, I think the exchange between Steve and Tony following the big reveal about Tony’s parents was the most heartbreaking.

Happy birthday, Tony Stank!

I’ve been on a Marvel kick lately, and I’ve been especially obsessed with everyone’s favorite genius billionaire playboy philanthropist.

Some assholes have been putting nails in cheese and treats in dog parks in Chicago and Massachusetts. Also adding antifreeze to water bowls.

The cat was given to the vets and for 2 days it’s insides were slowly dissolved by the acids and it bled from his nose, mouth and even eyes.  

On the second day, the vet not being able to help and refusing to let the cat suffer any longer put the cat down. The neighbor who did not deny his crimes didn’t even offer to pay the woman’s vet bill.

SO THE BIGGEST FUCKING SIGNAL BOOST TO THIS POST.

The first choice is fomepizole, but a lot of vets don’t keep it in stock.

So I finally cracked and decided to make an art blog. Well, “art.” It’ll include other stuff too, like literature, maybe some compositions and AMVs, as well as visual art.