The car dropped me off the middle of downtown, the neon lights and billboard videos were everywhere, it was a little flashy for my taste, honestly. I like some things about the city, but the mass crowds, mobs, really… they just don’t suit me. Maybe because I’m a swapper? Maybe because it’s just too busy, and it doesn’t fit with my desire to do nothing.
I craned my head back and looked up at the high tower where my target lived and probably worked. ‘I have to hand it to this country, they’re very precise.’ I mused, the exact number of his residence… I briefly considered a dramatic entrance, sprouting wings and shooting up from the ground like a superhero and smashing into the window in the form of an avenging angel.
But that… no. ‘Everybody in this country has a camera. Sooner or later I’d have to explain it, then goodbye vacations to Earth for at least a hundred years.’ I dismissed my melodramatic thought and went about it another way.
There wasn’t much I knew about Yakuza types, but odds are they owned the building he was living in. They’re a pretty efficient organization, all things considered.
That meant… “Alright they’ll have security.” I mumbled, ‘Invisibility is so boring!’ I cursed under my breath when I realized how easy that would be. I began tapping my feet on the curve as thunder rumbled overhead and clouds began to threaten rain, lightning flickered in the sky, it wouldn’t be long before I’d get drenched standing here… ‘Then I’ll have to do laundry…I hate laundry.’
I really wanted to be dramatic and make a point… ‘Fine.’ I rolled my eyes.
I walked through the front of the building, the glass doors, clean and perfect, slid open, and true to my expectations not only was there a slender woman working behind a computer, the elevator controls were not ‘by’ the elevator.
They were on the wall behind her alcove where a very large man in a black suit stood wearing a sword on his hip. ‘Huh, and I thought that was just for the movies… the gun laws here are stricter than I thought.’
Even if I couldn’t do things quite the way I wanted, I could do something else. I was an unusual sight at least, and that curious look that I drew from the pair became cautious. Her hand reached beneath her desk, while the large fellow by the elevator controls squared off to face me.
I pulled out the wallets and watched the two relax.
“Excuse me, I’m so sorry to bother you, but I came to return these. ‘Wait, if nobody catches me… did it really happen?’ I had to wonder. It wasn’t like anybody ever checked… and these guys were scum, nobody would care…and if they were out of the way?
Obviously I couldn’t do anything to the whole building. And that was overkill even in my line of work.
“They were dropped at the Toriyama store in the Shinjai district.” I explained, and the relaxed air was gone as what I said sank home.
“Floor one zero six.” The woman said, and I could swear she looked at me with pity.
“Oh… but um, the addresses on here are-” I fluttered my eyelashes at the pair and put on a nice, innocent voice.
“She said what she said.” The musclehead interrupted.
I put on a pouty face, “Oh… OK, but can’t you…?” I stopped when he hit the elevator control for me and the golden doors slid wide open.
“Alright… I’ll… I’ll go.” I darted my head over my shoulder like I was thinking about leaving, maybe making a run for it, then clutched my purse and scurried through the door.
I’m not a half bad actress if I do say so myself. I smirked and cracked my knuckles as I went up to the very top floor.
I was fairly sure I would have a welcoming party for me, and as I went up, I realized that the die was cast. ‘If I’m defending myself…’
[E’grahcrevo rettahs dna tlem] I cast the spell with my hand behind my back and against the elevator, and an electrical pulse went up and down the building, frying the electronic components just as the elevator came to a halt. I did not envy whoever had to try to fix those later.
The lights shattered, plunging everything into darkness. With no cameras, no lights, no nothing, I had no reason to fear getting caught.
So… I swapped. My arms thickened and the mana of my body began to expand around my core self, greatly increasing my size, from a human woman slightly over a meter and a half tall, to a nine and a half foot tall creature of the Fletosian wastelands, with razor sharp claws and a gigantic maw that could bite a man in half… it was a good look.
I could hear them shouting, asking for answers…answers I would give them, but that they wouldn’t need.
I let out the roar of the Fletosian warbeast, and shoved my hands through the metal elevators in one clean thrust. Light began to stream in, and screams of alarm went up.
I’m sure they were expecting a small woman that could be intimidated into answers.
But it was my answers that were the intimidation.
I stepped into the room, hard, cracking and shaking the floor as tore the elevators free and stepped into view. Screams went up, and a shot went off.
‘Alright so a few of them have guns.’ I chuckled and backhanded the nearest of the set, they were stepping back, their guns blazing, the flashes giving brief glimpses of my horror as I stalked toward them one after another. I was in front of the exit. There was no way out.
They were trapped in here with me. The doors were electronic, and there wasn’t even any backup power, I’m sure the lower floors, at least a few down, heard it all, for all the good it would do.
My claws ripped through another, who toppled with a howl.
I will spare you the details.
It wasn’t hard to figure out who the one in charge was, he was the oldest, backing away while the younger ones tried to defend him and themselves. All the while I was wondering… which is more likely to get me caught? Leaving them alive, or dead? That’s what the question came down to… if they were dead, the human authorities might investigate, and I was seen in my normal disguise…
‘Damnit… in your desire to not get wet and to play the Queen of the stage, you made a mistake, Kayobi… if they’re alive, it’ll stay nice and unofficial. Just a warning.’ I told myself, and one by one I picked them up and smashed them against the wall, if they moved or got up, I picked them up, squeezed out a scream, and smashed them there again.
Until there was one old man left with a balding scalp and surprisingly quick hands digging through a desk. He pulled out a handgun and leveled it at my chest with trembling hands.
I stopped as if the desk were a real obstacle. “Shoot me.” I said in a gutteral echoing monster voice that I borrowed from some old movies.
The gun went off. “Again.” I ordered him.
Again he shot, his lips were trembling so much I could see his teeth reflect each flash as his noise of fear became a high pitched whine, and I waited until he emptied the entire clip to no avail.
I held out the wallets and dropped them on the desk between the two of us. He looked down.
“Take them.” I said, and one hand came away from the weapon which… he was still dry firing at me as if a bullet would magically appear.
He then took the wallets and shoved them in his pocket.
‘I forgot to come up with a cool name for myself?! How did I do that?! How do I forget the cool nickname?!’ I cursed myself and just breathed hard and heavy, the hot breath kissed his sweating face, my open maw was like a chasm of doom just waiting to swallow him up.
“Shinjai. Belongs. To the Devil of Shinjai. Never. Come. Again. Or next time, I will paint this room with your blood.” I said, my bright amber eyes gleaming down at him, my grayish blue flesh gave me an almost ghostly look as the lightning outside that began in earnest, flashed and reflected against my body.
He nodded, numb, disbelieving… he was making noises that might have been words, but they didn’t want to come out.
I reached up to his gun and closed my hand over his, each finger was as thick as his whole hand, and a hundred times as strong. I began to tighten my grip, and he yanked his hand away while I crushed the weapon like tissue paper and dropped it on his desk.
“Never.” I warned him one more time.
“N-ever.” He vowed and looked at the heap of battered and broken yakuza.
I could read his face like a book, he was wondering if they were alive.
They were. But they’d be worse for wear and probably need a lot of stitches.
Wings began to emerge from my back, and I went to the wall full of windows and smashed them open, the high, howling winds blew papers around everywhere and rain began to seep into the building, I gave him one more lingering look… and jumped, spreading my wings, I began to fly home, watching his dumbfounded, stupid expression as I began to shrink into the distance.
He was probably already questioning everything about what happened, but he couldn’t very well report it to the police, and the injuries were real. With no record, and nobody willing to talk, it would be a drunken rumor and nothing more… and my little home away from home would be quite peaceful.
I made a mental note, ‘Make sure those bills get paid tomorrow, then I need to contact Celia… I’ll need her help next.’ I thought, and yawned as I realized it was late, and I still needed to eat, then sleep… then get up the following morning and…
‘Oh my… this is going to be a lot… I might need help after all.’ I shivered to think of all the shows that I might miss, but then on the other hand…
‘It’ll be a great day for binge watching.’ I thought with a smile as my place finally came back into view, and the rain began to pour.

just wanted to highlight some of the animation that the community produces on a weekly basis. probably won't actually be weekly. Your own favorites/recommendations are greatly appreciated and self-promotion is welcome. (clips of any timeframe/obscurity/branch/quality/style are good, although I'll mostly be posting things that dropped this week)
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• Korone the DOOG slayer by 3D animator MomonKusa. They also made this Watame x Better Call Saul(?) clip and a bonus girigiri warukunai.
• Kronii animation by Hikipanda (warning: furry). They've also animated Miko singing that one song from P4 and a lot of other high-quality work.
• Marine/Mio/Fubuki GOI by Dashicya. Nyoro~n-esque art-style featuring a wide variety of HoloJP (and a little HoloEN)
• Ebifurai dropped several translated clips on their new EN channel. They're a gen5-focused animator and one of my personal favorites.
• New Animated Pekora Loading Screen by Any512 who has made loading screens for a number of other holomem (plus untranslated manga-style clips)
• Curiosity Killed the Mio by Sunonomi, #1 exporter of animated distressed Mio noises.
• Mio/Koyori/Chloe Tatsu and an Aqua clip by Momojaa, a relatively new artist with a cute and simple art style and extremely frequent uploads.
• Sister Marine confessions with Fubuki and Pekora by Sutorairu: Back after several months with an 8 minute clip.
• Gura Singing Auld Lang Syne by xxhhbbzz
• Animation Compilation by Katakuriko mostly focused on Miko. EN subtitiles under closed captions
• Ina/Strong Wind and Swept Back Hair rendition by SuperAppleMan
• Fubuki Plays Guitar By a Campfire by Arc_Alley
• Understand the situation by Hiro. A clip from the HoloX Minecraft Cops vs Robbers event intro.
• Kanata Axolotl Noises by Reiruka
• Noel forgets to mute and gets exposed!? by Momonofu
• Watame gets physical contact from everyone by Nukino
• Sakamata Chloe became Tokino Sora’s enemy by Komainu
• Micomet Short by Shii_miii
• Hordes of Subaru by 0toufusan. 3 minutes of hypnotic Subaru quacks.
• Gura Waiting Song by Kekekenokeii. Jp artist but they draw HoloEN as well.
• Korone Eating Cake, Dancing and Gura Getting Spooked animations by ReimiArakaki. These are from over a year ago, but I only found them this week. They look like something out of a children's storybook. Criminally underrated.
• Sui-chan wants to get hugged by Ina by Pururin, another animator that popped up in the last couple months. New uploads very weekly.
• Okakoro tete by Toko.
• Animation Compilation by Chanfumi. Their art style reminds me a little of Skip to Loafer. The compilation is JP only, but they have a couple of translated clips (Iroha, Subaru) on the same channel, which unfortunately incurs a penalty from the Youtube algorithm.
• Subaru wants to pick a fight by Tripl3 from the extremely clippable 常mos Raft (Towa/Subaru/Okayu/Mio)
• Roboco falls asleep while watching horror movies with Choco by ShioPOG. (technically from last week but w/e)

JP Corner

• Lamy/Noel/Marine by KaraageSalmon
• PekoMari by Fumiya
• Clip from Mio's Daycare Stream (Mio/Kanata/Miko/Suisei/Chloe/Choco/Laplus) by Satto
• Mio/Subaru by Harunoco
• A number of uploads from Tenxo who uploads almost daily.
• Noel/Subaru and Zeta by Maria
• Noel/Subaru and Koyo Quiz Special (Koyori/Pekora/Nene/Mel/Shion/Towa) by Ikihaji chan
• Animation Compilation by Rerazu
• Several Micomet clips by Oiinu
• Shishi Wata Lamy Love Triangle: PaperHololive
• Shion Insults You: Chireii
• Lamy Animation: Utakata_Lullaby
• Fubuki: Moc_neg
• Sora/Watame: Airaku_yuuto
• AZKi Geoguesser: Pomepamu
• Animation Compilation: Migi_holo

Hoping to get some help from this great community.
I'm having a lot of trouble trying to shade for white shirts and other bright colors on the Hitachi SK-UHD4000.
I play with the knee, slope and white clip to help with this problem but still, the bright colors are super bright or lose a lot of detail if I go too far into the negative values.
We currently shoot at IRIS 2.4 to give ourselves enough depth of field but I don't think this is the problem since we also had it back when we used to shoot at IRIS 3.0
The set up I have is the following:
-Hitachi SK-UHD4000 -Canon Digi Super 22x lens -Robert Juliat Aladin spotlight -Prism projection reveal profile Junior - Knee -10, Knee slope -10, White clip -80 -We shoot at 1080i
I don't know if I'm missing something but, I've worked with other studio cameras like Ikegamis and GV and, the dinamic range is way better than the Hitachi, always using similar settings.
Is there another setting or maybe a combination of settings that I should be applying?
Correction:
The Camera is a Hitachi SK-UHD4000

One great scene that's barely talked about is between Tony and Patsy. Tony comes in and brings up Patsy's problem with joining the crew. Then he brings up his daughter and son to subtlety keep him in check. "We can get something to eat. They can go in the pool." Why didn't Tony clip Patsy or at least slap his wrists for knowing he came to his house unannounced?? Anyway, won tausen dolars a Furio

You can post your channel clips and promote yourself. Although we removed the no promotional material rule (and this is why we did it) this does not mean you can now mass spam the subreddit. On the weekends you can post on this thread all your material because we want you to be a successful YouTuber, Twitch streamer, and general content creator.
That being said, we don't want you to spam the subreddit with self-promotion, and we don't want to alienate our users who come here for other reasons. Here are our guidelines:

1. On weekends, we have a dedicated thread where you can post your personal content. This is a great opportunity to showcase your latest videos or streams and to connect with other content creators. Use this thread to share things like Discord servers, clans, and social media handles.
2. Removing this rule does not mean you can spam the subreddit with your content either. We want to make it clear that we removed this rule because I believe a subreddit should promote its users as much as it promotes itself. It's all about the users and not the sub. However, try to keep promo material (purely promotional clips) to once every 48 hours. You can post more often on this thread but please give other people a chance to also post their content.
3. This is not a commentary post. Random comments will be removed. This thread is purely to allow people to promote themselves. If you want to cheer on a fellow redditor please go to his/her channel and provide commentary.

Thank you and I hope to see some of the content you add!

Been visiting Devon Ave. and going where my nose leads me on Chicago visits for decades, but mostly saw Arabic, Pakistani, kebab and meat centered restaurants last post-COVID visit. While demographics may have changed in the neighborhood over the decades, there’s still got to be some good Hindu restaurants around there?
Also got meetha paan from a paan shop where they didn’t add betel unless specifically requested. I always love watching them get made and a fresh meetha paan after a meal is one of my favorite treats in Chicago, is betel free paan a thing now or did I just stop in an odd place?
Recommendations greatly appreciated. By the way, if anyone knows which of the Ethiopian grocery stores are the best stocked or of any really good Polish restaurants around downtown that would be appreciated as well.
Looking forward to visiting again.

Carried at work and used it a lot, as is seen by the scratches on the blade. Great knife, action is superb, been broken in nicely.
Timestamp/Pics
Super Freek - SV : $140 OBO
Edge Condition: Sharpened by me on wicked edge, could use a touch up, scratches on blade
Ownership: First owner
Body Condition: Scales are in great condition, pocket clip is missing one screw, scratches on pivot screw.
Box, papers, and accessories: Comes with everything from factory, box, little papers
Modifications: None
Disassembled: Never
PP F&F or Venmo preferred

Hey all, this is Part 2 of my Mid-Season Prospect Rankings. Part 1 is here.
Obviously within one day my list had to be messed up with Vanasco being traded after his DFA. For the sake of ease, I’m putting Luis Valdez at #50, and pushing everyone else down one spot up to where I had Vanasco.
Again all stats are as of May 31 unless noted.
Rankings 40-2639-26

• 39 – Marcos Torres (prev. 39) - a 19 year old outfielder in last year’s International FA class, he’s put together an .858 OPS in 218 plate appearances in 53 DSL games. He’s this high due to scouting reports and age, but I’m likely not going to move much until he’s laying stateside or in Down East.
  
• 38 – Tommy Specht (prev. 43) - just made his debut at Down East this week. At age 18 the 2022 6th rounder has a 1.055 OPS so far in 3 games including yesterday. Very small sample size, but may bring life to this anemic Down East offense.
  
• 37 – Ian Moller (prev. 37) - Ian is repeating Down East after a lukewarm 2022, and continues to be mediocre offensively, the 2021 4th rounder spouting a .610 OPS in 32 games including yesterday. While he gets on at a decent clip (19 walks in 131 PAs), he strikes out a ton. He’s still defensively very good, and is currently the top catching prospect in the organization (I don’t count Huff anymore), but if he can’t improve his contact rate, he’ll fall behind Cody Freeman fairly soon in the rankings.
  
• 36 - Jose Corniell (prev. 48) – Jose is only 19, the same age as Brock Porter (and they both turn 20 this month), but looks really good repeating Down East so far. In 32.1 innings he has a 2.78 ERA, 42 strikeouts, and only 10 walks. I believe he’s Rule 5 eligible after 24, so I hope he can get through DE and Hickory by then. Corniell was acquired in the Rafael Montero trade with Seattle in 2020.
  
• 35 – Winston Santos (prev. 40) - the 21 year old from the 2019 International FA class has had a very mild year in Hickory: 5.20 ERA in 7 starts, 27 Ks in 36.1 innings, 8 homers given up. Scouting has his fastball with some of the best movement (not necessarily velocity) in the organization, but not sure if that has translated so far this year. Hope his numbers stabilize through the rest of this year, otherwise I’ll have to drop him in the rankings. He only rose due to some graduations and Vanasco being DFA'd.
  
• 34 – Trevor Hauver (prev. 35) - the last piece in the Joey Gallo trade, which I can’t justify ranking him any lower or any higher. He’s does things just okay. He’s a decent corner outfielder and can also play 1B in Frisco, but not exceptional at any position. He has a .745 OPS, a decent walk rate but also strikes out a lot. He could be a trade piece, or he can fall into org filler status. I’m kind a neutral on him, but for a last piece in a trade with the Yankees, I really can’t complain.
  
• 33 – Cam Cauley (prev. 36) The 2021 3rd rounder is repeating Down East after a dreadful 2022, and slowly has improved. 21 hits in 20 games in May (.808 OPS) Has gotten his OPS for the year to .697. He’s only 20 so there’s still a lot of room to grow, although he’s playing a position that will be blocked at the major league league for quite a while.
  
• 32 – Yosy Galan (prev. 38) - An outfielder who I think was undrafted in 2020 (MILB doesn’t say he was part of an international FA class), Galan is sporting a .769 OPS repeating Down East, (.868 OPS if you take out his awful first two weeks of the season). He strikeout at a higher (but manageable rate), but can still get on base via walk. Don’t think his defense is anything to write home about, and he’s already 22 (on the old side for Down East), but he's been pretty solid. Wouldn’t hate to see him up in Hickory soon.
  
• (Original) 32 – Ricky Vanasco (prev. 29) - I fear I am a Ricky Vanasco hater; he’s been overrated by this system for years. The 15th rounder from the 2017 draft had an amazing year with Spokane and Hickory in 2019, lost 2020 to COVID and 2021 to injury, and has been underwhelming (and injured) ever since. He was added to the 40-man last year and was pretty mid for Hickory and Frisco (48 ER and 52 walks over 92.1 innings, although 118 Ks are good). This year he started his second option year injured (again), has recently come back to the Frisco rotation, and has been bad (6 earned runs, 4 walks, and 2 HBP over 2.1 innings in 2 starts). He was just DFA’d for Grant Anderson, although I don’t see him being claimed by anybody. If he clears and gets sent back to Frisco I’m fine with that, but with the start he’s had, I’m going to continue dropping him in the rankings unless he gets converted to a reliever LOL HE GONE. Back when I started my personal rankings I think I had him as high as 11. Now he’s out of the Top 30. Just kinda goes to show only ONE great year doesn’t make a prospect.
  
• 31 – Alejandro Osuna (prev. 33) - Roberto’s younger brother was signed in the 2020 abridged International FA class, and has been good, not great. Sports a .789 OPS on a Hickory team starved for offense. He’s a pretty decent base stealer and average at all three outfield positions. I could see a future of him being a decent platoon player, but nothing really being amazing.
  
• 30 – Sebastian Walcott (previously 30) - I can’t really rank guys who were just signed in the 2023 International FA class since they haven’t logged stats, its purely on scouting. Walcott being a 17 year old shortstop and his high pedigree is the reason he’s here, even if he’s ranked higher in other publications. Let’s see some DSL action or even stick him in Down East.
  
• 29 – Blaine Crim (prev. 31) - The 19th rounder from 2019 stays in the rankings purely on his hitting, with a .759 OPS in Round Rock this year (although his May wasn’t good). His issue is age (turning 26 this month) and his very big defensive liability. Scouts have said his first base isn’t good enough to play in the majors, but he’s also not hitting enough to be an every day DH. He’s likely the first guy to turn to if Garver or Lowe were to be lost for the season, but I’m not holding my breath on Crim being anything more than replacement level. But the floor is also there.
  
• 28 – Chase Lee (prev. 34) - Chase was a 6th rounder in 2021 and has vaulted up the minors pretty quickly, being a college pitcher. He’s had decent success at every level he’s pitched, culminating in 39 Ks in 29.2 relief innings in Round Rock this year so far including yesterday. Walk rate’s a little higher than you’d like, but you can’t complain too much about a guy with his delivery. He could be an option for the pen this year, although don’t expect him in leverage situations.
  
• 27 – Larson Kindreich (prev. 27) - Larson was an 8th rounder from 2021, and had a pretty good 2022 splitting time between Down East and Hickory. So far this year he’s just been okay (5.13 ERA, but 27 Ks in 26.1 innings). He’s turning 24 this month (which is a bit old for Hickory), so needs to step up a bit if he wants stay in the Top 30.
  
• 26 – Danyer Cueva (prev. 28) - The infielder was part of the 2021 international FA class and made his Down East debut late last year. This year has a .615 OPS for the Wood Ducks, which is pretty par for the course of the other batters on the team. His age (just turned 19) and defensive capabilities keeps him high on this list.
  

That’s it for Part 2! I’ll get Part 3 (Rankings 25-11) up tomorrow. Hopefully no one else gets traded by then.
Thanks for reading!

Hi there! I was wondering if there was any way to get two separate Multicam clips to auto cut between each other as two different people speak.
I'm recording an hour long interview and to save time on editing it'd be great if I can get a rough cut that's already intelligently switched between the two clips based on the conversation.
Thank you!

Last year I tried my hand at composting shredded wood using a rolly type compost bin. Basically I filled it with mulch (partially composted) from my local recycling center and added all my food scraps and coffee grounds, turning with each addition, took about a year. But ended up with about 20 gallons of black gold, which I am using on my most valuable garden veggies. I'd love to have more of this awesome compost but it's very labor intensive, so I purchased a tractor!
In years past my vegetable garden and landscaping covered about 3000sq'. With the help of the tractor I've expanded that area to 8000sq'. 5000sq' of which is fruits and veggies. I'm trying to grow enough produce to feed my family of 4 adults. So it's a rather large operation. I plan to use partially broken down shredded wood from my local tree trimmers for mulch and weed suppression on the garden and the landscaping. I've done this for years and it works great, supplying nutrients to the soil while keeping it covered.
My question is how can I turn some of these tree trimmings into the black gold compost that my plants love, on a large scale? I need enough for my 5000sq' garden but more would be even better. Last year I used the tractor to push a 10cubic yard pile of the mulch around to aerate, and watered it occasionally, but it went cold quickly and didn't really continue decomposition. I ended up using it as mulch.
So I need advice. I have several crazy ideas to break this stuff down but I have no experience. Maybe pump effluent from my septic system for free nitrogen? There is a hog farm a few miles away so maybe they would let me remove some of their manure for free. I thought about Urea Prills as they're 47-0--0 on the NPK scale. I pay for mowers on my 2 acres so grass clippings aren't an option either. Or maybe it isn't a lack of nitrogen that made my pile go cold? Maybe it needed more moisture? Shouldn't 10 cubic yards be plenty of size to stay hot in summer?
I'm sorry that this post is all over the place with questions. I'm just brainstorming. Any help, resources, or information would be greatly appreciated. My gardens required $500 in fertilizer this year so the sooner I can get my composting operation going the better.

PC for reference. Huge fan of 140s, I've played them all and greatly enjoy them. Maining rangefinder hawkmoon and thorn lately depending on map for 3s and Ace for 6s. Having problems being as consistent with the 120 archetype though, always feel one round short in a gunfight. Aside the the obligatory, play cover sort of thing. Does anyone else have any suggestions for improving?
Currently have:
-True Prophecy - hitmark ACS, accurized, opening shot/rampage
-True Prophecy - steadyhand HCS, Appended mag, rangefinderampage
-Sturm
-Round Robin(missing one pattern to craft) - fluted, flared, under pressure/opening shot
For context on what "feels" good for me. My favorite is my RF Hawkmoon, but I definitely love Ace, Rose(slideshot/opening shot) I'm either a machine with or I can't hit shit. Thorn is my go-to fun PvP gun, fatebringer, austringer (crafted, EOTS, OS), but the best feeling one is my exalted truth (RF, rampage, also have an RF, Kill Clip), I also love Luna's Howl.

I was looking at the current rankings a few days ago and saw ninerik at rank 4. I don't really keep up with osu! scores as much anymore so it came as a surprise but I thought nothing of it. That was until today when I was looking at the rankings and thought, "has anyone achieved this high of a rank before on mouse?" So I decided to look through the peak ranks of some of the greatest mouse players, Andros, nyanpotato, arnold, azerite, FGsky, fiery, and none of them have surpased rank 5. I was convinced at this point that ninerik had made history but then I realized firebat92 existed. I was confused at first if he got to rank 1 with only mouse and keyboard tho as there multiple clips of him playing with tablet. After some research, I have come to the conclusion that he reached rank 1 with mouse and then switched to tablet afterwards but I'm still not certain. So is angelsim the highest ranked mouse player, and the only #1 mouse player, in ppv2 with ninerik not far behind him. Or am I forgeting anyone in this list of great mouse players?

Short Synopsis
A young boy with an interest in local history and cemeteries learns about life and the value of friendship when he meets a child named Peter in the local cemetery that may not be all that he seems.
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When I was a kid I had a fascination with graveyards, burial grounds and old churches. I wouldn’t call this a morbid fascination but more of a learning place for a kid of the age of 5 or 6 to explore death and what it means to be remembered by loved ones and friends. As this fascination grew it lead me to the study of local history which would become a keen interest for the rest of life.
My great uncle Tom, who was a mountain of a man as he had worked all of his life as a miner in the local pits, encouraged this interest I had shown in history and at my behest, after Uncle Tom picked me up from school, we would often take long walks with his mongrel dog Tina around the local cemetery. The cemetery was scattered around the large hillside of the local church on the hill. The church cut quite an imposing presence in the small village I grew up in, as it seemed to loom over the whole place sitting high above the rows of houses, local pub and farms. Everyone in the village attended the church at least a few times a week, but at night it was considered a spooky place to the children in the village and my friends considered me very odd and often ridiculed me for my interest in the place and I gained the affectionate nickname Spooky Steven. This wasn’t a bad thing, it was just kids playing around and now we are all grown, we often all sit together having a pint in the local pub and laugh about it. I had my fair share of pokes of fun at them too when we were kids, there was no Internet or game consoles back in those days, so entertainment was what we would make it.
The church was ancient and had gravestones and markers now crumbling with the decay of age that dated as far back as the Anglo Saxon period of Great Britain. This history always fascinated me and it became a common practice for me to head to the graveyard, most often alone in my youth, and make grave rubbings to find names from the past and look them up in the local archives at the town library. This small library was full of old documents such as land registry papers and birth or death records which dated back for hundreds of years, it was like google before computers. I would spend hours in there till closing time at 6pm, looking through all these ancient records and when names came up again and again in certain papers, you could slowly build up a picture of someone’s life. You could see when they were born, who they worked for, who they married and how their lives progressed, most of the older papers ended up with people inheriting land or buying farms and making their way as countryside workers, it was enthralling to me. I think it made me realise early in my life, that if you say someone’s name aloud or read it, that person’s memory is still alive. Even at a young age I found that rather comforting.
Listening to this I’m sure you can imagine I was a bit of a loner, you don’t get the nickname Spooky Steven for being the captain of the football team. No-one was ever cruel to me or anything, I was bullied a little for being different and that was upsetting at times but I wasn’t bothered and I always just kind of did my own thing, so you can imagine I was happy when at about 12 years of age I found a friend who was interested in the same things as I was.
One beautiful summer afternoon while in the graveyard among some shady ancient oaks swaying in the breeze, I was taking some graphite rubbings in a particularly old part of the cemetery and I meet a boy named Peter. Looking back it’s strange that I didn’t know Peter from school, but you don’t think about these things at a young age. When ever I was in that part of the cemetery Peter would often turn up unexpectedly and talk to me about what I was doing and why I was interested in these old names from the past. He was full of information and seemed old for his 13 years, he talked about a lot of the old names on the gravestones as if they were still living. He would tell me about Mr Jones the welsh baker, who spoke with such a strong accent that he was hard to understand and how John Blakley the blacksmith would often let the local children into his shop and teach them how to use the kilns and pay them a small wage for helping him keep the fires burning good and hot. I checked out all of these people that Peter talked about in the library and they were all legitimate people who had lived in the town often hundreds of years in the past. I didn’t question this as Peter would have access to the same documents from history that I did, but I had never seen Peter in the library and I was there most afternoons.
On another occasion Peter told me that he was made to leave school and work from a young age because his father had died in a farming accident, so he had been put to work to help support his family. These times I met Peter we’re all in the late 1980’s and early 90’s and it was only when I began to get a little older that I started to think Peter was not from around here. There was no way a boy of 13 years old would be allowed to work at the hard labour Jobs that Peter talked about doing. Drystone walling or working in the fields are highly dangerous jobs that deal with heavy equipment and chemicals that a child of that age would never be allowed to use in this day and age. But, still I thought nothing of it at first, my young ego thought that maybe he was trying to impress me so I would be his friend. I started to ask about him at school amongst my friends and then the teachers and no-one knew who this boy was. I was again ridiculed for having an imaginary friend so I took a bunch of school friends to the church yard to meet him, but he would never show when I was there with other people. This became very frustrating, so I stopped talking about him.
After about a year or two of meeting with Peter on a few different occasions in the cemetery, I began to notice things that were odd or different about him. The clothes he wore seemed old fashioned and unlike me he didn’t seem to be getting any older, at that age kids grow at an accelerated rate and I was already almost a whole foot taller, but Peter had remained the same. On the last day I saw Peter in those years I questioned him about his clothes and the way he looked and he took great offence to this, his eyes welled up and tears began to roll down his cheeks. I told him I was sorry and that I wouldn’t mention this again, he then said to me some words that I will never forget “Its ok” he said through his tears “It’s been my absolute pleasure to spend this time with you. Just do me a small solid and say my name every once in a while when you are here, I’d appreciate that” he then smiled at me in a way that breaks my heart when I remember it and walked away into a shady part of the cemetery and that was the last time I would see him as a child.
By the time I was around 16 years of age the local historian knew me by name and we had developed a friendship and she began to tell me stories from the past which were not written in any of the history books. Some of the stories she told me were spooky ones about hauntings and other strange paranormal stories of local legends. Because of this interest she had and the passion with which she told me these tales of local occurrences, I felt comfortable enough with her to mention Peter. Her eyes lit up and she asked me to please tell her more. I told her everything and we stayed together well passed closing time looking up names and histories of local residents but we couldn’t find anything about about a young local worker named Peter, however we did find information in a record about the death of a local farmer in his 40s who was crushed in an accident with his wheat plough in the summer of 1889. The strangest part of the story is still to come.
Later in life when I turned 18 I was a regular in the village pub and became very friendly with the landlord and often did shifts in the bar serving in the evening to help pay my way through college where I took a bachelor’s degree in history. In the summer for extra pay the landlord asked me if I were interested in clearing out some of the old attic spaces to get the place ready for an extension that they were going to build. The extra money was welcome so I agreed and that is where the most amazing thing happened. Amongst all the cobweb ridden stacks of books, papers and a wealth of old furniture I found a framed portrait from a very old 1890’s camera. The picture was of a boy laying dead on a bed of flowers on one of the big old wooden tables in the pub, it was Peter. I rummaged around and to my amazement I found hidden in the back of the frame an old newspaper clipping about the death of a 13 year old chimney sweep named Peter Robinson. I was not afraid, but the revelation came as more a relief to know that perhaps I wasn’t crazy and that Peter had reached out to me from somewhere beyond our own understanding of this world. I chose not to mention this to anyone as Peter had never shown himself to anyone else and it felt it would have betrayed our friendship that had occurred in those early years of my youth.
A few weeks later I found myself drawn back to that shady part of the church on the hill amongst those ancient oaks and mossy gravestones with bottle of beer in my hand. It was a beautiful day, there was a gentle breeze and the crickets, birds and insects chatted in the gentle afternoon, just like those summer days I had spend in this place as child with my Uncle Tom and Tina who were now themselves long since departed. I rose the bottle of beer in the air and said Peter’s name out loud and for a brief moment, from the corner of my eye I thought I saw the flicker of a boy standing in the distance in the summer shade and a smile spread across my face. That day I learned a lesson for good, that if we think of those who are dead and gone and remember them out loud they will live on and never be forgotten.
The End
Written By John Renney

Part 2
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Recently, I have been hit by a writing bug for a story I’m working on, where the entire thing will be a combination of Warehouse 13 and Kingdom Hearts. I want the story to be a critique of both how postmodernism functions and how it destroys contemporary culture by trying to subvert that which works and that which people enjoy. In order for me to write this story, I am required to study both postmodernism and satire of postmodernism, which has strangely led me to a little cartoon from the middle of the 2000s known as Drawn Together.
It ran for 3 seasons, had a direct-to-DVD movie, and vanished from the face of the Earth after that. Nobody dares to mention it and yet there are tons of youtube clips of it that are filled with praise in the comments. People love the show, yet nobody can mention its name without social backlash from the woke left. Why is that? Well, let’s get into what the show even is to begin with.
Like every chick who dresses as Harley Quinn for Halloween, it has some severe issues that are treated as normal.
Postmodernism was already popular by the time we hit the 2000s, and by this time we have had postmodernist media for about 40 years. An entire generation worth of rejecting modernism. With this, we gained a lot of different media styles and new genres. The internet was growing into something capable of creating flash cartoons, movies like Fredy Got Fingered popularized shock comedy and neo dada, we started to have shock jocks take over the airwaves with uncensored satellite radio, and soap operas for the ladies were being replaced with reality TV.
Postmodernism allows for a blending of media and real life to create a hyper reality where we can’t see where media begins and reality ends. Media is part of our lives, all day every day, in this highly connected and social media focused postmodernist era. Even now, we wake up to our pop music alarm clock that holds notifications to our social media and the only way to escape media is to leave society and never read anything. That’s impossible for most of us, so we’re stuck in this hyper reality where we’re always watching others and we ourselves are always being watched. We’re at a point in history where people can become popular by just filming themselves making a goofy sound, vomiting, or taking off their clothes.
Usually it’s all three.
This should concern everyone, yet we tend to embrace the absurd reality that is postmodernism and reality tv. Despite common belief, reality TV began with Candid Camera, a show from 1948 where people would be filmed while being at the butt end of a prank. This kind of filming was a look into how real people provide real reactions to things when they aren’t expecting certain situations, which is actually in relation to the neorealism film movement that was inspired by the poetic realism french film movement. We enjoy seeing pranks being done because we get to see a real person provide real emotion and it’s no different than seeing a fight break out in real life, or seeing a car crash. It’s that train wreck mentality that keeps us glued to the scene as shit gets real.
Or was it the shit that glues us to the train as our real mentality gets wrecked?
It’s the same reason we love to see game shows and court shows and Jerry Springer. Add in some sexual exploitation like busty Ukranians and you have Naked Funny, which is a show people search for without caring about any words being said, since it’s a show with zero dialogue but plenty of mouth watering mammaries. Have the exploitation be where people are horrifically injured or do something sensational, and you have Jackass. Have a bunch of people pretend to be outraged and engage in scripted events while living in a single house, and you have The Real World.
That’s right: it’s a show with fake situations and it’s called The Real World.
This type of “reality” TV caused a massive issue in media because it allowed incredibly fake situations to pass as real, and there was no way to counter it because people were convinced it’s real. Just like professional wrestling, just like any show featuring a magician and a paid audience, just like any porno, there is a mix of real things and fake things that create this ambiguous state of hyper reality. Yes, a person can actually be hit by a chair or a sledgehammer, but there’s no way someone is going to be trying to win a match by holding their hand over the head of the sledgehammer and lightly tapping the other guy with it. Obviously, they don’t want to hit their co-worker, unless they’re in a porn shoot with a white woman. That’s when it’s fair game.
Postmodernism is a term that postmodernists try to avoid defining, because of the main doctrine of postmodernism: there is no such thing as a truth that can be verified by human experience. This means that anything being stated must be an opinion and thus everything being stated is completely disconnected from one another. A postmodernist is unable to make a clear and definitive statement that is true, because it goes against their doctrine. Everything must be vague and open-ended. Everyone has an equally valid interpretation. With that kind of mentality, art can be anything we want to call art. Rules are there to be broken, especially if they are rules of a broadcasting network. The R rating, the X rating, the unrated, these are products of postmodernism, due to the intention to break rules.
Subjectivity, blurring of genres, juxtaposition, playfulness, skepticism of a grand narrative, intertextuality, irony, pastiche, appropriation; all of these things are what makes postmodernism appealing to the masses. There is no desire to make something good, so the goal is to do something else, like be blindly entertaining or blindly propagandist. There is so much art before postmodernism and so much established through modernism, like science, that the goal of the postmodernist is to deconstruct all of that and make it feel like none of it matters.
Despite all of the deconstructionism and subversion that comes with postmodernism, media still has to appeal to an audience, and an audience reacts well to archetypes. We don’t know who to cheer for if we don’t know who is the heel and who is the good guy. There can’t be drama if there isn’t some red haired succubus or pampered shrew to throw a wrench in the circle of hotties. And at the same time, we can’t have all of them being that type of person, or else there’s nobody to root for. In the most ironic way possible, postmodernism is required to appeal to archetypes even more than modernism, due to the demand for audience retention and interaction.
Every reality show had to have at least one of every archetype, but remember: it’s totally real, everyone. It just so happened that there’s only one sneaky bitch and there’s only one cool guy and there’s only one innocent girl and there’s only one slacker. It was by random, totally not on purpose, and you’re crazy if you think producers are controlling the environment of these shows in any way. Same goes for dating shows like Next. It’s obvious that these people with their one liners and bad acting are being honest with all of us.
If you didn’t get it by now: I’m being sarcastic, these shows are faker than lady boy tits and the apologies from Bud Light for advertising with such fake tits. And yet, people can’t stop watching these pointless shows. Even I enjoy it, because of how dumb it is. A big part of my life after school was relaxing late at night with MTV and watching stupid reality tv shows. Even respectable ones like Cops were dumb because the entire show was about police officers finding people breaking the law. The entertainment comes from people ruining their day or their entire life with one dumb act after another.
You’re probably wondering: What does any of this have to do with Drawn Together?
Well, imagine all of these reality shows mixed into a cartoon and then each cartoon archetype is from a different type of cartoon. That’s Drawn Together, and the show gets more insane from that point on. The eras of cartoons are represented by the cast members who are to live in one house, as a satire of things like The Real World and as parody of cartoon archetypes. You have Princess Clara(a parody of the Disney Princess), Foxxy(a parody of 70s mystery solving cartoons like Scooby-doo), Xandir(a parody of 80s Nintendo and action cartoons), Wooldoor(a parody of 90s style Nickelodeon shows like Spongebob), Ling-Ling (a parody of anime like Pokemon), Spanky(a parody of internet cartoons from the early 2000s), Toot(a parody of 1930s black and white cartoons like Betty Boop and Popeye), and Captain Hero (a parody of 90s superhero cartoons like Batman Animated Series and Animated Superman).
These character types are all based on their known stereotypes when it comes to appearance, with their appearances never really mixing since these are all different types of cartoons from different styles. You never see a Pikachu with a Batman, or a human unmasker talk to a video game character, or a human princess from a fairy tale talk to a farting pig from the internet. These things never happen in their environment because these things don’t mix. Then the show puts all of these unrelatable characters into a single house to provide random challenges in the same way reality tv does in order to juxtapose the genres.
The art styles also are juxtaposed. Captain hero is drawn with a square jaw, while Toot is drawn incredibly circular and with a giant head. Woldor has giant white eyes while Foxxy only has pupils. Xandir and Claira are drawn rather similar, but even they have their differences with colors and the thickness of the outline. To the untrained eye, these are easy to miss, but to the artist, these are great homages to the very style something is drawn in. An important part to note is that these are all based on other things and are meant to represent them as symbols. There’s no reason for any of this, yet the show does it anyway.
This is what postmodernism is all about: doing things for the sake of doing it. Juxtaposition is a big part of postmodernism. Blending genres and mixing them around is a big part of postmodernism. Subverting tropes to claim originality is a big part of postmodernism. Non-sequitur is a big part of postmodernism. This entire show is one of the most postmodernist things you can find out there and I love everything about it.
You might be thinking “Is Erwin sick? He talks day and night about how postmodernism sucks and then says he loves Drawn Together. Is this an imposter?!”No, it’s me. I’m simply able to understand the purpose of the show, and I love the meta attempt in all of it: the show is a postmodernist attack on… postmodernism. Everything in the show is designed to be a massive middle finger to how postmodernism functions, by being the dysfunctional postmodernist mess it is. From how meaningless the challenges are, to how characters can never die all the way, to how 4th wall jokes stop the show, to how there is a mundane message tacked on at the very end. Everything in this show is a jab at postmodernism, but at the cost of the show’s own integrity.
In the story I’m working on, I would be required to present postmodernism in it so that I can critique it. But, if my entire story revolves around only that, then I would be presenting postmodernism the entire time, which means I can’t separate the thing that I’m attacking from my work, just how a story about the evils of racism would have to feature a racist. Postmodernists attacking postmodernists is the same as a racist saying “racism is fine, but only in the way I do it.”
But is all postmodernism really the same? The show is hated now, after all, right?
Yes, it’s hated now, because it(ironically) went against the grand narrative that postmodernists currently hold, but it was part of the narrative that was held during the early 2000s. Barely 20 years ago, less than half of a generation, millennials were being raised by exploitation. I know that the postmodernists hate it when I use this word to describe nearly all of postmodernism, but by definition, it’s exploitation. You can blame the 80s for this, because once home media became popular, we had movies that went straight to VHS and then later DVDs that were able to push the envelope.
That’s what postmodernism started as: a way to push the envelope.
South Park and Simpsons didn’t do things that were part of the status quo. They went against it to then become the status quo right after. In fact, there’s an amazing joke from the show Bevis and Butthead(another example of postmodernism) that captures this phenomena perfectly, where the two go to a radio show because they were the only caller, and then they influence the radio show by saying stuff sucks and stuff is stupid.
Their own stupidity and negativity was seen as a sort of punk culture by the viewers and so they demanded the radio host, who was angry at them, to do the same. And so, the next day, the radio host does exactly what he threw Bevis and Butthead out for doing. This complete hypocrisy that somehow there are rules, but they can be broken if the money is there, is something Drawn Together also tackled.
The entire first season was all about having pointless challenges with a character called Jew Producer, who was a parody of both Richie Rich and Donald Trump. How did they connect these 3? Easy: Donald Trump had a show called The Apprentice, Richie Rich was a cartoon, and a Jewish producer is a Hollywood cliche that's entirely true. A lot of Jewish people produce Hollywood stuff and TV shows. I don’t know why this is a controversial statement or why the left always gets insulted by that fact, but they constantly freak out the second someone mentions that someone like Harvey Winstein exists.
While I’m talking about controversies, Adam Carolla, the voice of Spanky, was blacklisted by Hollywood because he decided to do the cardinal sin of… demanding free speech in a country with free speech as a constitutional right. I know, how dare he! It shouldn’t surprise us that the former hippies who ran Hollywood on the backbone of free speech and demanded freedom of expression are now against… freedom of speech and freedom of expression. Meanwhile, Tara Strong, a proud jewish woman, voices a character like Princess Clara, with Princess Clara being a racist, homophobic, anti-semite who is also in a sexual relationship with her father.
So, let’s recap: a jewish woman is able to do the voice for such a terrible thing, yet an Italian male comedian is not able to ask for the acceptance to joke about such topics.
Why is this even a thing?Well, at first it really puzzled me, but like when we saw the left defending drag queen acts in front of children, it finally clicked. The problem in Hollywood isn’t that something terrible is said or written or put in a show. A white princess saying terrible things is normal to them, because that’s how they view white people. Their fear is that something might make a non-white person look bad. Something might make the LGBT look bad. There might be an “uncomfortable truth” revealed in a chain of unregulated jokes.
One of the most profitable postmodernist comedians around, Dave Chappelle, was canceled over making trans jokes, despite being a good friend of a trans person who killed themselves after… trans advocates hated the trans person due to being friends with Dave Chappelle. The woke are disgusting people, to put it bluntly. Zero people were harmed by Dave’s comedy, yet the woke harassing people has a death toll that’d make Pol Pot take notes on their efficiency.
So the difference between Tara and Adam is that Adam wants to make jokes about anything, while Tara is just doing her job and reading the script. The free thinker is the threat, while the obedient follower is not. That’s why Tara still gets jobs and Adam is off doing a podcast and somehow still making millions. I’m sure he’s wiping his tears with gold bullion over the thought of no longer being able to do voices for farting animated pigs.
But what exactly makes Drawn Together hated?
To be honest, I didn’t even know someone could hate the show until I was around 20 or so. Some online people I chatted with told me how offended they were by the show and I never understood what offended even meant until that era. I watched the show throughout my teen years without a care in the world. To me, it was another adult animated show that tried to do anything offensive and it was funny all around. Some of the subject matter, contains but is not limited to:

• Incest
• Self harm
• Suicide
• Homoerotic behavior
• Satanic rituals
• Genocide
• Mass murder
• Mass shootings
• Fat jokes
• Donkey shows
• Cannibalism
• Necrophilia
• Pedophila
• Mexican babies getting pregnant
• Asians and their inability to drive
• Black fathers leaving their kids
• Lewd conduct
• Shitting on a pizza
• A live action squirrel with big balls
• An old man with dirty balls
• And let’s not forget the idea that Clara’s vagina is a giant hentai tentacle monster

All of these things are put in the show to offend us, because the show intends on making people go “ew”. If the constant vomit, blood, shit, piss, burps, farts, cum, sweat, and queefs aren’t a dead give away of them trying to gross the audience out, I don’t know what is. The point of the show is to do exactly what the 90s and early 2000s is all about: doing stuff that is gross so you laugh at how gross it is. Nickelodeon was notorious for this intention of grossing people out, to the point where they would throw green slime around just for fun. As fun as it looks to be drenched in green slime like a Leprechaun bukkake, the goal is to make the audience say “ew… cool!” because that is a male oriented reaction.
And this is where we find the split in postmodernism. When postmodernism began as a means of subverting modernism and regulations, it quickly became a cesspool of creative INABILITY thanks to the woke taking over. We went from freedom of expression to being required to advocate, which is a detriment to comedy. Recently, we had a controversy over a show called Big Mouth, which was hated by the right for being considered pedophilic and indoctrination, because the characters were teenagers dealing with puberty monsters and were depicted as being sexualized.
This is one of the many areas the right is losing the battle on, because so many of them are trying to be Platoist or Mohism, meaning they want some kind of hyper utilitarian and aesthetic free environment due to a hatred of art. Plato believed that art was an “imitation”, that it was a “copy of a copy of a form”. It was a corruption and perversion of reality, thus he saw art as evil. Mo-Zi, a Chinese philosopher who shared a lot of his views, also saw art as a pointless distraction because it’s not the responsibility of the government. These kinds of “right wingers” are accidentally falling for philosophies that pave the way for socialism, so it’s hard to take their positions on art seriously when they can’t see how brainwashed their approach is.
I’m going to go with the Jews on this one and say that art is very important, and so is freedom to make art.
Big mouth is not a show that I will say is one of my favorites, but it’s nothing as how the right wanted to depict it as. Obviously these are just people who wanted the next Cuties outrage and they had a swing n’ a miss. The left, on the other hand, is able to say something like Drawn Together is offensive to them and so it must be canceled. And lo, we have the tumblr people unable to reblog about it, we have reddit radio silent about it, we have twitter people afraid to meme with it, but then it’s still prospering in places like youtube.
People want to watch it, but nobody is brave enough to talk about it in fear of being canceled.
The show is a Martyr in two ways:

1. It is a postmodernist work attacking postmodernism
2. It is a dead form of comedy due to both the left and the right trying to cancel things like it

I already went over the second point by talking about Big Mouth, but I will quickly reiterate: the right and the left want to cancel things that are offensive, but for different reasons. Something like Drawn Together would be hated by something like Daily Wire, and yet I am a conservative who loves the show. I understand that the show is making fun of stuff, I understand it’s gross out humor and pointless nonsense. I love that it’s aware of what it is, to the point where they had an episode where Spanky goes to see their #1 critic and it’s a Jewish, conservative, pro-life, born-again, overweight, Asian, homophobic, lesbian broad who cuts herself.
He then straight up tells her that she’s not their audience, so her opinion doesn’t matter on whether or not the show is good. And he’s right, if you aren’t the audience for something, why should anyone listen to your opinion on the thing you instantly don’t like? It’s like if I had an opinion about which sports team is better. I am 100% uninformed about anything sports related, and the only sport I ever willingly watched was professional wrestling. That’s a sport, right?
Either way, the show is aware that it’s offensive. It’s proud to be offensive. Each character has their own way of offending, both when it comes to a group and when it comes to art itself. This is when postmodernism kicks in and subversion is used to create a surreal environment suited for satire and parody.
As a quick reminder: Satire is when a subject is critiqued and parody is when a subject is used for a joke. An example of this would be where satire is when Scream uses movie tropes to figure out a murder and parody is when the alien from Signs pees with his finger in Scary Movie.
Princess Clara is the Disney princess. Usually a Disney princess seeks a prince to live happily ever after, and she is pure of heart. They subvert this by attaching a bit of reality to the word “princess” and have her in a sexual relationship with her father because princesses would sometimes do that to keep royalty in the family. She’s also a racist and Christian, because royalty in Europe was Christian and it’s “old fashion” for a rich white girl to be racist. Although they keep her desire to sing, the lyrics are still going to hold her views about people, so the humor comes in how she delivers terrible things with a cheery tone. Her character is meant to make fun of traditionalist people, all while using the Disney princess as a face.
With the way wokeness is going, I don’t see a difference between Clara and the current Disney princess now.
Foxxy Love is the Hanna-Barbera style mystery character who is meant to solve crimes, most likely inspired by Valerie Brown from Josie and the Pussycats. She suberts the role by causing crimes and being a degenerate all over. She is a slut, she acts ghetto, she constantly has abortions, you know the deal. This juxtaposition comes from the fact that Valerie is meant to be a hippie musician, and black women on reality TV are depicted as ghetto thanks to shows like Flavor of Love. And for those who don’t know, hippie musicians are usually promiscuous and incredibly loose, with zero regard for decency or sticking to one sex partner because they are all about second wave feminism.
Again, ironically the woke have caused this subversion to be their intentional norm for a lot of black female characters, only they see it as virtuous instead of comical.
Wooldoor Sockbat is the Nickelodeon style hyperactive loony toon who is meant to be both stupid and gullible. There’s not much subversion here with personality, but it’s all with how far he’s willing to go with his zany humor, such as randomly threatening to suck someone’s dick and having giant tits out of nowhere, which he will then squish into the camera while crying. He’s meant to be loud and random, just like Spongebob or Stimpy. However, with the way Spongebob has become after their first movie, the only thing separating Wooldoor from something like Spongebob is direct word usage.
Plus, Ren and Stimpy had their adult party cartoon reboot made by the creator, so doing something gay and entirely disturbing is nothing new for that kind of character. I still can’t believe that it came out in 2003. In fact, I can’t believe Ren and Stimpy was on Nickelodeon with the stuff they put in there. But, that’s the appeal of Wooldoor, because he does the stuff people have been doing with characters like him for years. I would even say he’s not much of a satire since he’s so close to the content he’s meant to make fun of.
Xandir Wifflebottom is the 80s action cartoon parody, as well as early video game cartoons. During the 80s and 90s, we had a lot of Nintendo shows like Legend of Zelda, which took after plot scripts like Transformers, GI Joe, He-Man, and other product placement shows during that time. Only a few episodes of Drawn Together make fun of these simple action plots, but this connection between the merchandise advertising shows and video game cartoons is important, since they are the same thing, and it’s a product of postmodernism. Shows during the 80s and 90s that were simply there to sell something with the show, whether it was a game or a toy, were part of this media and real life blur. His gayness comes from how people viewed both He-Man and Link, since Link was a feminine looking elf and He-Man was a muscular dude who didn’t wear a shirt when he’s fighting.
This one is kind of interesting since it touches on the subject of queer coding. The left is so desperate to feel like the LGBT is represented, they will declare something is gay because it “feels gay”. This feeling is based on whoever is attracted to a fictional character, so if gay men are attracted to He-Man, or if they like his outfit, then that means he’s totally gay. Link is a character who has sadly been considered a “gay icon” by websites like Polygon, all because the designers made him rather gender neutral in later games in order for him to appeal to a female fanbase that was growing. And when they say gender neutral, they mean “he’s not muscular and he has a pretty face”, similar to practically any 00s alt rock band memeber.
Apparently, having that and then having gay people make gay fanfics about the character instantly means the character is gay. The show made fun of this queer coding nonsense by making Xandir a raging homosexual that is constantly killed like a Mortal Kombat character.
Captain Hero, my favorite character, is the comic book show hero that we all know and love. He’s meant to save the day from evil villains, but they subvert his role by having him be entirely useless and usually the cause of mass destruction. He has superpowers, but he’s so stupid and useless that he doesn’t use them most of the time, like when he is immune to bullets but he still grabs a random woman to use her as a “hero shield” when getting shot at. His character makes fun of how postmodernist super heroes try to depict the classic hero as a terrible monster or some kind of morally warped anti-hero. This is due to how Batman went from whacky detective to psychotic nut job during the transition from the 60s to the 80s, thanks to influences like Alan Moore’s Watchman and Frank Miller’s The Dark Knight Returns. His character is more like a Superman, which the Bizzaro Superman comics have covered that kind of thing to make way for a super powered idiot who has sex with corpses.
Why does he have sex with dead bodies? Well, because he’s “alien” to us, the point of the joke is that he’s so super powered that he can do whatever he wants, and uses his powers to have sex with something that can’t fight back. Kind of a “he can have any woman he wants, but he would rather have sex with a rotten corpse” kind of thing. Or maybe it’s making fun of how Superman cares about Lois Lane even though she might as well be a rotten corpse to him, because she’s a human and he’s an alien. Either way, it covers a big problem we started to get in the 90s where superheroes were quickly becoming hyper violent assholes who do anything disgusting for the sake of shock value.
Ling-Ling is basically a Pikachu, but here he will battle with anything and cause gory deaths upon his opponent. The joke is that kid shows featuring these little monsters, like Pokemon and Digimon, will have zero blood, and yet the attacks they do are strong enough to cause giant explosions. Thankfully, these go past the typical Dorkly joke and Ling-Ling will also have jokes centered around being Asian and have a made up language that sounds Japanese because he says “kitowa” a lot.
Just like Xandir, Ling-Ling is treated like a punching bag by the others in nearly every episode, and I think it has to do with the video game relation, since Pokemon began as a video game and the show was there as a way of advertising the product. Plus, during the 00s, there was little respect for something like anime, no matter how much someone knew about the golden age of 80s anime.
Spanky Ham is something I’m not really sure what influenced him, but it’s said it might be an early flash cartoon called Evil Piggies. However, there is a flash cartoon from 1997 made by John K, the creator of Ren and Stimpy, called The Goddamn George Liquor Program, that seems more in line with Spanky’s scat fetish. Early internet cartoons usually had people’s faces done in a South Park style, where the mouth moved by cutting the bottom half off and moving that up and down. When I went on Newgrounds during that time, all I would see were stick figures, parodies of existing cartoons, and something like Ctrl+Alt+Del where the characters were drawn as humans in that typical web comic style. He might have also been inspired by Happy Tree Friends, which first came out in 1999, so the idea of cute animals dying randomly, and the crude humor of The Goddamn George Liquor Program might have caused a farting pig to come into fruition.
The joke is that he’s a pig who likes to drink and have sex, as well as be disgusting, but then somehow he’s also like Ren where he has schemes to make money. I forget if there is a word for this kind of character, but he’s the Squidward type who always gets harmed by his own greed. There is also a lot of Fritz the Cat in his character, which was an animated movie based on an underground comic about a cat who would go on sexual escapades. This “cartoon animal doing adult stuff” has been a joke since the 60s, and even Howard the Duck had issues with what Nostalgia Critic calls “duck boobies”. Speaking of adult ducks, there is even a show called Duckman that was made by the same company that made Rugrats.
People treat Bojak Horseman as this hip new thing when it’s simply part of a long line of animated foul mouth farm animals wearing suits.
Finally, Toot Braunstein is the representative of silent cartoons. Betty Boop was seen as sexy for being curvy, and the joke is that Toot is just plain fat and old, with her body hair and repulsiveness, as well as her tits always sagging to her cankles. She is always harming herself because of a self-esteem issue, caused by her weight and age, which is joined by an alcoholic problem due to her being from the roaring 20s. The joke is that she’s that girl in every reality TV show that is completely disgusting to look at, but she’ll see herself as a hot chick despite hitting the wall so hard that illegals can pour through the cracks. Plus, people believe Betty Boop was based on Clara Bow, who was a flapper “it girl” who suffered from hard drug use, schizophrenia, and was constantly rejected for being too fat.
Toot is the only one in the list who’s not directly a product of postmodernism, but there was a particular charm to rubber hose animation(gained its name for how limbs acted like rubber hoses) that continued onward to create things like Ren and Stimpy, Loony Toons, Tom and Jerry, and even some movies that tried to revive properties of the 30s. The Popeye movie is a great example as to how studios in the postmodernist era tried to desperately mix live action with cartoons, and same goes with Who Framed Roger Rabbit with how it was a movie that mixed live action with rubber hose animation.
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There are so many options these days and I'm having a hard time to committing to something. Have you tried anything you can recommend?
I have a Quest 2 and HTC Vive with three extra trackers to use. But phones also seem quite capable these days. Also have all the audio clips related to the animations, so I'm thinking I can play them while acting out the animation. But it would be great if it was recorded straight into Unity.
Any guidance would be helpful, thank you!