Waves

A new PV for the upcoming album, Dreamout!, has finally been released! Though none of the voice actors have made their returns (or debuts) as the singing voices, the teasers of the songs, along with the beautifully animated themes for each song, promise us a great experience. Dates have been given as well for when each full song and MV is planned to release, so be ready!

"New Album 'Dream out!' PV Released: Welcome to the "Never-Ending Carnival'!When the melody starts, this is the breakthrough in time—enter, at this moment. Starting June 6th, each group of performers will bring wonderful songs and promotional MVs for everyone. While enjoying the audiovisual experience, remember to come to the 'Dream Out!' LIVE venue to support their official performances!"

This started as two separate illustrations of them independently, but I kept moving them closer and closer together because it felt like a crime to keep them separated. T_T Available on shirts, stickers and heaps of other stuff on my redbubble.

The clock feels apt af just say'n

i dont give a shit surfing snoopy

“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”

What Flewin said next I will never forget.

“Oh, my!”

The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.

The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.

They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.

The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.