"I have great confidence in fools.

Still one of the best animations I've ever done. Took just under a week and was equal parts fun and challenging. So here are some process passes! The full version had too many colors so I had to do some compression T0T

Cut-out paper dolls with costumes taken from 'Ladies Home Journal (Jan-Dec 1915) by Meredith Corporation.

I'm not sure sure what became of Betty Bonnet but if I ever find anything I shall post it.

clark reupload

Part one begins with two sock puppet people. One holds up a paper with a drawing of Clark and says: “This is my OC, his name is Clark.” The other one smiles and says: “Wonderful, what sort of OP powers does he have?” The creator of Clark says: “None.”

Their friend says: “Ok thats cool..ls he attractive at all?” Clark’s creator says: “No he’s quite below average honestly.” Their friend’s face falls and they ask: “Ok well what about an over dramatic back story?” Clark’s creator says: “not really, his parents love him very much.” The friend frowns: “Ok well where is he from? Hell? A magic forest?” Clark’s creator says: “connecticut.”

Part two starts with Malfina’s entrance. She booms: “MORTALS BOW DOWN, I AM MALFINA THE DEMON WITCH AN- woah dude you are a solid 4/10.” Clark says: “Howdy i’m Clark want to come over to my parents’ house for a connecticut dinner”. (Note: “Connecticut” is spelled wrong). Malfina stares, then squints and asks: “what.”

Part three starts with Clark saying: “Welcome to my parents’ home.” The view changes to show Clark’s parents. They look just like him, but one wears a red bow and one wears a top hat. They say: “We are proud parents, please drink the connecticut water.” Clark’s mother holds out a glass of bright yellow-green liquid. Malfina looks down with horror at the glass, then looks up with a frown and says: “I do not want the connecticut water.”

Part four starts with Clark’s mother saying: “You look like a cold harlot out in a snowstorm, here is a sweater.” She holds out a pink sweater that says “connecticut kitty” with some kind of animal on it. Malfina puts her hands to her mouth in delight and says: “oh.” Clark’s mother says: “I baked it fresh for you this morning.” The view zooms in on Malfina’s face, her eyes wide and shadowed as she says: “what.”

Part five starts with a woman of similar form to Clark. Her head is elongated, and she is wearing a green bow. She says: “Hey clark who’s this hussy you’re with? I just won “miss tall head connecticut”. Why don’t you get with me a REAL woman.“ Malfina looks unimpressed as she says: “I could vaporize you.” Clark interjects: “Now you hold on right there Cindy, this gals got a heart of gold and you can’t talk down to her like that.” Malfina’s expression does not change, but she blushes very faintly.

ab. 1860 Silk dress (skirt and bodice) (Hungary)

The devil within… my sofa

Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.

So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.

But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.

It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?

So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:

Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.

And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. 🎉.

So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".

So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.

My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.

Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.

Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.

Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).

Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues

According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.

Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.

For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.

Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life

Aaand a close-up:

HEY HI HELLO THIS ONE'S MY FAVORITE