Who’s gonna win?
Who’s gonna win?
This is the now-extinct Megaloceros giganteus, which literally translates to “The Real Life Version of Xerneas, Only More Badass and Without the Wussy Sparkling.”
So my friend was talking about the Chanukah episode of Rugrats today… so I decided to watch it.
I saw this, and decided to look up what מוהל meant.
It’s a circumcizer… someone who performs circumcisions… and apparently this one offers them at a “cut rate”…..
I expected this kind of dirty circumcision-related humor from Hey Arnold…but not you, Rugrats…
"I wouldn’t feel responsible. Bullying and harassment are not matters to be taken lightly or in jest. I should know. However, the "cyberbullying" phenomenon is completely hyperbolic in my opinion. Imagine the "older street tough" of lore taking your lunch money every day, or to be a woman and have a male coworker slap your ass or make other unwelcome advances. These are serious issues that have a real impact on a person’s life and psyche. It is entirely another matter to be on the receiving end of a completely anonymous voice, with no physical presence whatsoever, spilling words into a medium that one has complete control over."
I want to share a conversation with you.
A few weeks back, I published a piece called "Our Internet Empathy Problem." It used the widespread, culturally-accepted harassment directed at Flappy Bird creator Dong Nguyen as a vessel to discuss the abuse people are asked to put with online. It’s about the difference between how we treat the meaning of words in real-life and “on the Internet.” It’s about how we victim blame.
Attached to the article was an image that highlighted some of the harassment. This image was, for a time, on the front page of Giant Bomb. One of the harassers learned about this, and he reached out. We had a short but terse dialogue that didn’t result in anyone’s mind being changed. The image remained on the site. Many comments—a good portion of them meaningful—were posted underneath the story.
I’ve had some success in changing people’s minds with my work, and it feels awfully good. It’s a one-at-a-time battle, but I take that in stride.
One. Two. That means something.
But the conversation I had with that one person I just mentioned wouldn’t leave my mind. It stuck. See, this individual was paritcularly vile. Death threats and worse. Some of the comments could easily make one sick to their stomach. A complete lack of empathy.
A few days later, I reached out to him. I wanted to have a longer conversation with this person. You’ll notice that I haven’t mentioned who they are. It’s because it doesn’t matter much. The “who” of this conversation a distraction. The conversation is important, one that I felt was worth sharing. The individual on the other side has approved the release of this exchange, and it was my choice to hide their identity.
It’s long, yes, but please stick with it. It takes some twists.
CrankyConstruct! You are the fabled third animator for the Zaibatsu! For there was a prophecy that four animators would unite, as the four Zaibatsu heroes did long ago! With you, 2Snacks and PlagueofGripes, we now have three of the four animator legends combined! We must find the fourth so that you four animators, allied with the four Zaibatsu warriors, can bring about a new era of triumphant hypeness to all of the world!
WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM?!
I’m picturing David Cage hiding in city alleys, kidnapping people and forcing them to wear motion capture headgear like some kind of graphics-obsessed Jigsaw.
Took a break from animating today to dick around for an hour or so. 4chan was discussing the ridiculousness of Vegeta and Goku having kids with humans, and naturally the subject redirected to Saiyan females, and what would happen if some of them had survived.
You wouldn’t survive them, though. Of course. These two don’t have names. Did the left one first, then wondered what a more proper looking one would look like, since they were all either dumb as rocks or at least dirty savages. Hora hora, bitches.
Those stupid looking armors Toriyama made everyone wear are at least fun of which to make variations. …Of. That no preposition on the end rule doesn’t work too well in practice… Toriyama wasn’t known for his writing, nor his creativity in making variable designs… nor… wait, what was he famous for? Oh right, right. Screaming and knife-like glowing blonde pubic hair. Poor Chi Chi’s ass. But yeah, the armors are dumb but they’re fun to dick around with. The colors. The colors!
As simple as Toriyama’s designs are, it’s hard to really nail them down. The proportions are barely off in almost unnoticeable ways, yet he always sticks the ratios in ways that look somewhat natural, in that weird comic way he does everything. End result, you can’t get too exaggerated but you definitely can’t do realism.
But whatever. Weird cartoon interplanetary interspecies breeding! Hurray!?
Let’s see what wacky shenanigans Plague is up to today!
the last one tho
Killer Mike…you’re so awesome. :)
Oh shit, My Little Pony is real.