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oops I almost forgot the time me and Shotako drew alpha kids...

February 17, 2012, 12:06 am
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oops I almost forgot the time me and Shotako drew alpha kids even though she erased Jane before I could grab a shot of her

PS does anyone know how to draw jake

seriously

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she couldn’t take it why wouldn’t he stop she was...

February 17, 2012, 12:12 am
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she couldn’t take it

why wouldn’t he stop

she was begging

she was going to break if he kept

please stop

oh god

no

no

no

NO

NO

The time I posted a sketchy ass WIP to tumblr

I’m trying out a bit of patterning…? I don’t know what I think yet.

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Thoughts About Arkh

February 17, 2012, 12:36 pm
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I’m in a mood for writing about things, so let’s just go ahead and fill my blog with words!

Starting with my unasked for opinion on the Arkh Project~

I’ve seen a lot of debate on the Arkh Project lately, and I’m still trying to figure out what I think.

On the one hand, I love it. The concept sounds amazing, I’m already in love with the characters, and what story we have sounds like a lot of fun…! I really want to be able to play this game someday, and there’s just so many reasons why…! The representation of genderqueer characters… the fact that POC are the main focus… the idea of exploring worlds based on various non-European cultures…! I just really love it all!

On the other hand, there’s a lot of chatter about how viable the project is. There are questions about the ability of the team to program, talk about how they’re going through the process of development, questions about how they’re handling fundraising and money… and honestly, the points they make seem like valid ones to bring up. I can understand their feelings that people shouldn’t risk their money on something that might not come to anything.

(There’s also a lot of talk about the person in charge of the project, and… honestly, I just… I don’t think I have anything to say about that. I’ve never heard of them before this, so I can only form an opinion from screencaps of posts and a skim of their blog. I feel uncomfortable making a judgement based on conflicting second hand accounts, so I’m just going to say that at the very worst, I would hope the project would not completely die if one person was to be removed from it.)

Personally, I’m really optimistic! I honestly believe Arkh can become a great game! The people making it seem passionate, and every new detail they reveal really makes me think that they have a strong impression of their world and characters. I don’t believe something with this much care and love behind it will come to nothing at all.

On the other hand, I really don’t know if the scope they have is totally achievable,. A top tier, big-budget release seems like it’s reaaaally reaching. It’s a huge goal, and they’ve never made a game before, and it’s just extremely ambitious.

So what I’m sort of hoping is that in the end, the Arkh Project creates something.

I’m not asking for the big budget game they want to make (although I would love it if that’s what they give us). I just want something with this world, these characters, this love and passion. If they have to scale down to something more reasonably-sized, I will still love Arkh. Hell, I would be happy if all we ever got was a bunch of beautiful pictures and a novelization of the story they wanted to tell!

…man, I guess in the end, I want to say “let’s give it the benefit of the doubt”. Let’s try to make this a reality. Let’s believe as long as we can, let’s urge them to make this happen, let’s support the idea that this could happen!

Yes, there is the chance that this will collapse. That we will never get anything but some pretty art of gorgeous characters and a dream. That people will have donated money that they will never get back. But that is a risk you have to choose to make anytime you donate money to a private cause, and I think that the people choosing to support Arkh know that. When I have a bit of spending money, I’d really like to help out, too. And I’m okay with the possibility that I will never see a game come of it.

And I just think that if we’re all aware there’s a chance of failure… that it’s okay to hope it succeeds. To believe that no matter what the outcome is, some good will come of it.

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most homestuck flashes ref!!!

February 17, 2012, 5:58 pm
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megaparsecs:

sassy-gay-karkat:

act six

act five

act four

act three

act two

act one

Bless this post.

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homestuckfandom: scarfmouse: jade wonders why she had to get...

February 17, 2012, 6:18 pm
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homestuckfandom:

scarfmouse:

jade wonders why she had to get THIS meteorite baby

it keeps winking

something is wrong with it

can she exchange it for one that works

stop that baby

baby no

stop it

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b-b-brianne: askdrunkdarkleer: fuck

February 17, 2012, 7:57 pm
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fuckyeahmarysues: I don’t recall much about this except for...

February 18, 2012, 9:36 am
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fuckyeahmarysues:

I don’t recall much about this except for that it was a Saiyuki fan character who was beautiful and strong and all the guys loved her at once and she was kidnapped like twice and I guess she had an evil vampire side to her, too.

You can tell she is a quality character by the fact that I quoted the Yu-gi-oh opening on this picture.

I’m reblogging this so all y’all can appreciate the sort of INTENSE QUALITY my digital art used to have, not to mention the WONDERFUL CHARACTERIZATION I gave my OCs.

Just look at it.

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ask-afreckledasshole: prettyflyforaredspy: Humanstuck Scourge...

February 18, 2012, 9:49 am
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ask-afreckledasshole:

prettyflyforaredspy:

Humanstuck Scourge Sisters!!!!!!!!

Yet again for that fanfic I’m working on. 

(P.S. I really want Terezi’s hair)

((Not really relevant to this blog but it’s still Humanstuck so yeah!))

Okay

Wow

I really, really like

these designs

Shit

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If you were wondering what my life has become I think this sums...

February 18, 2012, 11:19 am
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If you were wondering what my life has become

I think this sums it up

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leopard-print-heart: wrexie: boner-core: anxiousmonster: alli...

February 18, 2012, 11:30 am
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leopard-print-heart:

wrexie:

boner-core:

anxiousmonster:

alliszen:

Here’s a little awesome manga called, “Saint Young Men”. A series where Buddha and Jesus are buddies and decide to take a break from heaven by rooming as tourists in Japan. And while it often pokes fun at certain magical elements surrounding the biographies of the two, it is a great and beautiful concept striving for peace and tolerance. It is very funny—definitely worth reading!

i would read this for shits and giggles

yes do it dO IT , IT IS REALLY COOL ACTUALY

oh this sounds like a hoot and a half *u* Will definitely look into it.

oh my god I read this

and it’s actually

real fun

The best series you don’t even know

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Watercolor illustrations of different styles of sari &...

February 18, 2012, 11:36 am
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Watercolor illustrations of different styles of sari & clothing worn by women in South Asia, 1928.

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prupelallitraitor: jazzidraws: So sometimes instead of being...

February 18, 2012, 12:35 pm
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prupelallitraitor:

jazzidraws:

So sometimes instead of being productive I draw fictional alien sea witches.

Inspired by this shot from the recent flash:

No but really her eyelashes, they’re like wings.

Dis sexy bitch right here…..!!!!

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clitarhero: fuckyeahpsychedelics: “Midnight Harbor XIX” by...

February 18, 2012, 1:33 pm
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February 18, 2012, 1:34 pm
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blackoutballad: WHAT SHIP IS IT? AAAAAADVENTURE TIME!!! OTP

February 18, 2012, 1:56 pm
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Thoughts About Ethnicity

February 18, 2012, 4:30 pm
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So… I wish I could explain why, but recently, I’ve found myself thinking quite a lot about my identity. Or maybe my ethnicity would be more… specific? God, see? I’m already confused. I guess I kind of feel like maybe if I try writing, I can sort out my thoughts, so…

Yep, another unnecessarily long text post full of stupidity! Let’s just tuck this away…

Honestly, this is never anything I really thought about before, and I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad one. All I know is that, right now, it occupies a lot of room in my mind, and every time I think I’m getting near an answer, it slips away. It makes me anxious, to tell the truth… I like to analyze myself, to think about why I feel certain ways, to understand where my thoughts and actions come from. When I don’t know myself, I get frustrated. There is a shit-ton of things in this world that I don’t understand, and can never hope to, but my own mind shouldn’t be one of them.

The question that I can’t answer is… what am I? What race, what ethnicity am I? I keep thinking about it, and I just… I just don’t know what to call myself. And I really, really want to know. To be able to say with some kind of certainty that I am “X”, and feel in my heart that I’m right.

My dad is Irish. My mom is Puerto Rican. Both of them were born here, lived in New YorK City, got married… and had me. So what does that make me?

Today, I identify as Hispanic, but when I was a kid, I called myself white. No one ever told me I was, but… it was assumed. My hometown is more than 95% white, and tiny. Growing up, there were only ever a few kids who weren’t that ubiquitous NE mix of European bloodlines, and you couldn’t miss them. They stood out. But I didn’t.

I was pale, at least when I stayed indoors. My name didn’t sound particularly hispanic. I couldn’t speak Spanish. Everyone around me was white, and no one told me I wasn’t, and so I was white.

Except… as time went by, and as I started to grow up… I began to feel like maybe I wasn’t white enough. It was always little things that would just… catch me off guard. Moments that made me realize that as much as I wanted to be, I wasn’t quite the same as everyone else.

I’d tell someone my favorite meal was rice and beans, and they’d just stare at me. They’d never heard of it. Or maybe I’d have to explain what chicharones were, or plantains, or arroz con pollo, even though they were normal to me. Tiny things like that would poke me gently and remind me that I didn’t have all the same experiences as everyone else.

And as I grew up, I started to notice it more and more with the way I looked, compared to the other girls around me. They stayed pale when I tanned. Their hair was straight and thin and light, and mine was curly and thick and dark. Their faces were ‘classic’, mine was round and fat. I couldn’t help but notice the differences, could only long to look more like them and less like my mother.

Then there was what people’d say. It was… never overt. Never really aimed at me. Just… thing’s I’d overhear, that’d be said in front of me. How Hispanic people were lazy. How they shouldn’t speak Spanish in public. Racist jokes. Faked accents. Stereotypes. It hurt. It just… really hurt.

I still remember the first time I asked my mom, nervously, if I could check off the box marked Hispanic. If it was okay to call myself that. She told me I could if I wanted to, and so I did. I started to identify myself, explaining that I was half-Puerto Rican when people listed off the mix of European countries that made up their bloodlines.

I got a lot of people who were surprised. I still don’t know what my response to “Really!?” should be.

But here’s where I start to falter. I still don’t… always think of myself as Hispanic. Maybe because I’ve called myself white for so many years, or maybe I… don’t really have a right to the term.

How do I know? Am I really Puerto Rican enough to identify myself as such? I’ve never even visited the island, I can’t speak a word of Spanish. I know almost nothing about the culture beyond what my mom’s family tells me. Is it enough? Does the whiteness of my hometown make me white? Is there a list, somewhere, that I can check, that I can hold myself to? Am I just am ignorant privileged girl clinging to an identity she has no claim to?

I want to be Hispanic. I want to be proud of my mother’s side. Her family is closer than my dad’s, and so we’ve spent much more time with them. I know them better, feel more comfortable around them. They tell me about life in Puerto Rico, and share my grandfather’s old recipes, and show my photos of my great-grandparents, and play Spanish music. They’re proud of who they are, and how much they’ve accomplished, and share it with me. I want to be proud, too.

My dad’s family… I know we’re… Irish, but… but there’s so little I know about them. There’s just… so little for me to identify with. They’re distant. Even when we visit for holidays… it feels like such a different world. I love them, but I can tell there’s a gap.

…I’ve written a lot, but I still don’t feel like I have anything approaching an answer. I still don’t know what words to use to describe myself. My only accomplishment from this embarrassing exercise has been wasting a massive amount of time and producing far too long a post.

How humiliating.

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February 19, 2012, 12:42 am
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reblog if i'm allowed to go to your ask box and be bestfriends with you.

February 20, 2012, 1:32 pm
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fakegodsandfalseidols: “Character is better than ancestry, and...

February 20, 2012, 2:28 pm
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fakegodsandfalseidols:

“Character is better than ancestry, and personal conduct is of more importance than the highest.” -Thomas John Barnardo

“Some men by ancestry are only the shadow of a mighty name” -Lucan

“Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.” -Abraham Lincoln

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sherrinfords: montypla: villianousstrawberry: intricatedivinit...

February 20, 2012, 5:00 pm
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