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Hamuko sketches and more!

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intro

kirishima’s day begins

a certain captain 

kirishima’s mistakes begin

casting off

found out

a spectacle 

kind of stupid

get to work

sail lessons

a quiet night

sleepy boy

land ho!

shopping spree

get to the heart of the matter

striking a deal

bloody hell

tale of the pirate queen

welp

goodnight then

doing his best

rude awakening

you can want this

storm’s brewing

mina’s special eyes

into the depths

the sea’s lair

debts

regrets

good morning

sharing and caring

hahh?

ah shit

sunsets

dealings

whoops

Hamuko sketches and more!

Don’t get me wrong, I’m really glad she’s a huge hit, it’s super exciting to see so many people love the character design and the gameplay, and know that I contributed directly and significantly to the behind-the-scenes engineering that makes it all work. It’s validating.

But it’s also so fucking melancholy to know I did so much work and put in so much time for such a shitty company, run by shitty people, and the reward I got for it was unemployment. 

I threw a lot into this character. I cried at work. I started getting panic attacks, which I’ve never gotten before. I developed persistent heart palpitations from the daily overwhelming stress and had to go to the hospital (this is true, seriously.) I basically dropped all my friends outside of work. My manager (and his manager!) lied to me constantly to keep me working. They said I was doing a great job but to keep it up. Don’t worry, it’s going to turn out great, and it’ll all be worth it in the end – recognition, a raise, probably a promotion in short order. They promised me the world. When she was finally finished, I didn’t even get to go to the release party, they just walked me out. 

I remember a quote from my last day, it sticks out in my mind: “I know you realize this is really hard for me,” my manager said. Yes, in the end, when he awkwardly informed me I didn’t have my dream job anymore – or any job at all – and then stared back at my shell-shocked face, my thousand-yard stare, the only thing he felt was sorry for himself.

She launched with no major bugs and was considered a technical success. Doesn’t matter. Get the fuck out.

Don’t wanna get reported for doxxing so I can’t directly link, but it was fairly easy to confirm his story by looking at his past posts and post archive on the wayback machine. Note that he publically linked all of his profiles through his tumblr.

His tumblr (which had existed since 2012 and mentions his work experience) linked to his linkedin,github,and now deleted Twitter, but you can still search for mentions of his username. His github links to his personal website which links back to those same github and linkedin profiles. He also used one username on every website except for tumblr.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m really glad she’s a huge hit, it’s super exciting to see so many people love the character design and the gameplay, and know that I contributed directly and significantly to the behind-the-scenes engineering that makes it all work. It’s validating.

But it’s also so fucking melancholy to know I did so much work and put in so much time for such a shitty company, run by shitty people, and the reward I got for it was unemployment. 

I threw a lot into this character. I cried at work. I started getting panic attacks, which I’ve never gotten before. I developed persistent heart palpitations from the daily overwhelming stress and had to go to the hospital (this is true, seriously.) I basically dropped all my friends outside of work. My manager (and his manager!) lied to me constantly to keep me working. They said I was doing a great job but to keep it up. Don’t worry, it’s going to turn out great, and it’ll all be worth it in the end – recognition, a raise, probably a promotion in short order. They promised me the world. When she was finally finished, I didn’t even get to go to the release party, they just walked me out. 

I remember a quote from my last day, it sticks out in my mind: “I know you realize this is really hard for me,” my manager said. Yes, in the end, when he awkwardly informed me I didn’t have my dream job anymore – or any job at all – and then stared back at my shell-shocked face, my thousand-yard stare, the only thing he felt was sorry for himself.

She launched with no major bugs and was considered a technical success. Doesn’t matter. Get the fuck out.

Jessica Jones 24/7: (ง •̀_•́)ง Bonus:

Girls supporting Girls. 

Comparison pic. The Wonder Woman Amazon designs are by Lindy Hemming, and the Justice League Amazon costumes were designed by Michael Wilkinson.

The best part is they even mentioned his actual Native American heritage: He’s a Lakota.

“A Lakota; not as tall as the Cheyenne, not as fine featured as the Crow.” -The Colonel, Spirit Stallion of the Cimarron.