Don't think I ever posted this here. Got my Decepticon darling Wheelbug drawn by @seaquestions.
She's supposed to be managing long-distance spying on those weird humans, but now and then a bot needs to sit, sip on an E-Juice, and look out at the stars. Cybertron is an awfully long way away, and it's easy to forget the war, for a moment.
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Can't help but appreciate how well the body language translates through VR.
The frantic head turning while looking for a place to stash the grenade, the double take as they realize the drawer they chose was FULL of grenades, and the "WTF" hand gesture as they point in disbelief at the drawer full of grenades? Chef's kiss.
The summer between the end of high school and the start of college, I wrote a ridiculous play about pirates and put on a staged reading with some friends at an amphitheatre at a local park before a small audience of friends and family. It was never published or staged again. But I just got a message from an old high school friend I haven’t seen in years. He accidentally quoted the play in a conversation with friends, was asked what he was quoting, he couldn’t remember either, and wracked his brain until he finally remembered it was that silly play reading that we did one day in the park over 10 years ago. It made me happy. (The line was, “Huzzah for mercantilism!” by the way.)
A very tiny percentage of creators go on to be famous, but that doesn’t mean that people don’t remember little things you did for years and years. Who came up with most of the world’s most famous jump rope rhymes? Who coined some of the famous idioms we use in daily speech? Who made up ‘Jingle Bells, Batman Smells?” Somehow, all of these things stuck and spread around.
When I was a small child, I saw a high school put on a production of the musical HONK. In one song, the mother duck describes various dangers that her baby should avoid in the water, including fishing line, which could strangle him. A member of the ensemble played the role of fishing line, doing a maniacal laugh and over-the-top strangling motions, and I found it hilarious– and to this day, that’s an example I often think of when talking about how ensemble members can still stand out in theatre. The guy who played the role might not even remember that he did that, but I do.
I took Suzuki violin lessons as a kid. The teacher made up lyrics to some of the songs, and she let her students make some up, too. Now whenever I hear the instrumental of one of those pieces, I always remember these ridiculous lyrics about a skunk that we sang in violin class. I don’t even know which student invented them!
In middle school, I found a video about atoms parodying Bill Nye made by some kids for a school product. It probably had less than 1,000 views, but I think of quotes from that video all the time. They had a parody of “We Will Rock You” with the chorus, “Protons, neutrons, electrons” that I think about a lot.
I just love that this is part of human life. Our memories don’t just pick up quotes from great art, literature, and music, but little things, too.
The first time, she says "To me," and the mirror dutifully shows her her reflection. And she is pleased.
The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.
The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.
The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.
The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.
The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity
"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.
"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.
"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.
The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.
It is a different person each time, and they are all beautiful.
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free the nipple has to make a resurgence for a number of reasons but bro look at our upcoming eternity of wet bulb temps youre smoking straight up cock if you think im keeping a shirt on when it hits 105° in new england
everyone tits out with a parasol is such a beautiful world to imagine that the fact it doesnt currently exist fills me with equal parts fire and misery
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU
hello hello! i just wanted to give you compliments about your art & posts about marduk & reizo that i have stumbled upon. the colors and tension and vibes in them is amazing!
they are very intriguing to me as a pair. who they are as characters individually and their story progressing over time is so good
would love to know more about them! whatever you’re willing to share 👀
OMG YIPPIE PERMISSION TO INFODUMP :DDDD
Basically, they are gw2 rp characters from a thoroughly planned campaign which is nearing its end (Marduk is mine, Reizo belongs to @misterleilani). The concept is as follows:
What if 2 horrible, divorced 38 year old men with incredible issues and a million red flags got locked into every jail in Tyria together?
FACTOIDS ABOUT THE IDIOTS:
Reizo Nishi is a Minsec Officer, badly divorced to a tech-CEO ex-wife who has tanked his reputation in New Kaineng. He is a control freak, too stubborn and prideful to walk away from danger, complains endlessly (though that might have something to do with the situations we put him in, to be fair). He hates being alone and secretly cares a lot (maybe too much, hence the ex-wife). He's loyal, quick-witted and funny as hell, he just doesn't get the chance to exercise those qualities much before he happens upon-
Marduk, former fighting instructor for younglings in a largos village near Cantha. After getting de-facto exiled by his ex-wife, he has spent the past year or two doing angry push-ups in his man-grotto near Echovald. He is chronically depressed, a huge coward and veeeeeeeeeeeeeery insecure, but he buries those qualities deep inside and almost believes his own bullshit now. This has made him a sort of pompous asshole, impulsive to a dangerous degree and just about ready to take on that huge leviathan in Kaineng harbour everyone said to steer clear of.
Reizo, on the job, encounters Marduk's less than legal leviathan baiting methods and promptly tackles him into the harbor, where they get gobbled up by said leviathan and spit out on the other side of the unending ocean.
From there on, we've put them into all sorts of trouble : D
They fight! They make up! They fight again! They learn to rely on each other and grow juuuuuuuust a little attached! Even after the handcuffs trapping them together come off! Misunderstandings! Rope traps! Having to live off rats & sludge! Amnoon vacations that can never see the light of tumblr! Self-reflection?...Healing? Forgiveness? uHhhhm anyways
I've barely posted the tip of the iceberg when it comes to those two. Their art folder almost has 200 items in it. We also keep extensive logs of each chapter (501 pages right now :'D).
I COULD make their story into a visual novel with veeeeery little programming effort, but that would require me to have time to draw assets hahhahahahhah oh well
LOOK at our chapter overview. LOOK at their ex wives
they also manage to find a daughter (she/they) halfway through the journey
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how often does the krampus check in on his lackeys in toyland. i can't imagine carol was that unique in her abuse of power
Because he's immortal, he doesn't directly check up on his lackeys as often as a mortal would. He usually monitors things with his magic snow globe (mind you, Carol had been exploiting a blind spot under the beach for years).
However, he's been increasingly distracted the last two decades, even more so since Christmas 2023.
One year for Faerie is a century for the mortal world. Seven mortal years are roughly equal to a Faerie month. Carol went unchecked for 29 years, which was basically like 3 months in Krampus' eyes.
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