Nanner is this you
Nanner is this you
Reblog if you are voting in the 2012 presidential election.
It doesn’t even matter who you’re voting for. I just wanna see who’s all going to be doing their part.
Oh of course.
Seriously.
twotonedjester: theescapingrunaway: rumminov: re-drew that...
re-drew that male Dolorosa from earlier
El Doloroso.
Being serious now, i think a good name for him would be Addolorato, wich is the male version of how us italians call Virgin Mary..
Dadarosa will always be my favorite ancestor genderswap.
Man, Addolorato is a really awesome name, actually.
Oh
Oh myyyyyyyy
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airred: also john is now an astronaut you go poppop you are the star it’s you
also john is now an astronaut
you go poppop
you are the star it’s you
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insanityscaretakerjulian: msawesomesmarties: gangbanglerfish: ...
Fierce bitc)(es and their frisky bullshit.
I ship it so hard
oh man I wish I could have cool voice acting abilities
Pottermore Watch: Pottermore will be open to the public early April 2012.
From the Insider:
We’re pleased to announce that pottermore.com will be open to everyone in early April 2012.
We know that the extended wait for those wishing to be part of Pottermore has been frustrating, and we’d like to thank you all for your patience so far.
Many of you are…
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artist-problems: boondoggleprospect: skintone palettes Oh...
skintone palettes
Oh hell yes
Thought you guys would find this useful (especially since we have a problem for skin tones).
yachumi
jonathanegbert: comicallyinsane: dersedreamer: Dave being...
Dave being really cool appreciation post.
dave’s totally the coolest
what an unbelievable dweeb.
look at him.
i’m dating this weirdo.
look.
Dave is the Cool Kid
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"This is not a scholarly difference of opinion; their facts were flatly wrong. This was an abuse of..."
- Remember that 2009 study about how abortion was linked to higher rates of depression and anxiety? Turns out it was a bunch of bullshit. Repeated studies have shown NO LINK between mental illness and abortion. -Jess (via stfuconservatives)
affectionatestitches: they’re going to walk into a wall
Alright, ladies! Today's our day!
Today is when we earn 30% more than our male peers and say something assertive or get angry without anyone assuming you’re on your period, right?
And we can have a talk show where the overwhelming majority of the panelists are women but no-one gets upset because the guys are just lucky to be up there, amirite?? And those men are all either very attractive or very frumpy because, ya know, it’s difficult for me to pay attention to ugly people, but hard for me to take attractive people seriously. Let the frumpfest talk while the camera stays on the Adonis!
And I get to interpret that attractive guy in the office who wears those alluring button-downs and walks around in a tailored vest like he owns the place as a tease because—hel-lo!—he’s asking for it but doesn’t want it?! What does your girlfriend think about you going around, turning heads like that, sweetcheeks? And how am I supposed to take you seriously when you’re wearing such a cute little tie?
And I get to interrupt my male colleagues to say exactly what they said but—ya know—lend some gravity to it and be more assertive while receiving credit for his idea? (Like anyone can listen to anything said in that crazy baritone of his, anyway.)
And I get to comment on guy friends’ beer bellies and ill-fitting, cheap clothes—but it’s all in good fun!? (But seriously—take some pride in yourself, man. People judge you by your appearance. Hey—it’s not me—it’s society.)
And we’ll turn science around and say that men’s brains are wired for primitive activities like hunting (irrelevant in today’s world) and are only supposed to live brief lives which usually ended violently, thus outliving their usefulness by age 30 when their physiques take a big downturn. These are just the facts, bro. I mean, how can man ever be powerful if his biggest weakness is right there, dangling from his crotch? One little tap and he’s down! No tolerance for pain, those men. Oh, biology! (I bet they’ll get really angry about this one—they’re slaves to that testosterone coursing around their bodies.)
And we get to have a senate comprised of 83% ladies who
wastespend their time polling each-other about whether Viagra should be covered by insurance (but what does that get us? A bunch of old guys slutting around? EW!) While we’re at it, let’s cut testicular exams. All guys do is fondle their own balls, anyway, right?? What a waste of tax-payer dollars.And there a plethora of movies where the slacker girl gets the hot guy? He’s smart and sexy and has a high-powered job but still finds time to volunteer and shit; she lounges around in stained tee-shirts with her slob roommates and plays video games and works part-time at a Dunkin Donuts… but—for some unknown reason—they like each-other and their physical and personality differences are never questioned.
And women’s sporting events are well-attended and highly-funded? Cheerleaders are bearded men with immaculate hair in fitted tees dancing for our pleasure and excitement? But of course the fellas have their own league! And they are all very talented. *snerk*
A note to my fellow ladies: just be sure to enjoy all these benefits before midnight!
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let me tell you about homestuck.
Can someone, like, explain Homestuck to me?
a 13-year-old boy and his friends play a cool new video game that yanks them into another dimension before sterilizing the planet with a storm of meteors
theyre thrust into the role of typical rpg protagonists in a rich “individually tailored hyper-flexible mythology” but it quickly becomes apparent that the “game” is using them to facilitate some higher purpose. one of the kids abandons her “quest” and begins tearing the world apart in search of clues.
during their adventure they’re contacted by aliens from another universe, in a completely separate timestream — they can see the kids’ entire past and future, up until the last few minutes of the game, when “the sky goes all weird” and theres the sound of a record scratch. at that moment something was flushed out of the kids’ game session and into theirs, preventing them from claiming “the ultimate reward” and sending them into hiding on a remote asteroid.
at first they harass the kids, blaming them for their predicament — mysterious messages the kids have been receiving since childhood turn out to have been authored over the span of half an hour — until an avenue for escape presents itself and they reluctantly start to work together.
a huge chunk of the plot is driven by characters’ differing reactions to predestined events. with characters inhabiting two separate axes of time, ontological paradoxes become commonplace; cause and effect are inextricable and the narrative freely jumps around to follow the threads between them. this can be bewildering if youre not paying attention (“are you taking notes? get a fucking pen.”)
the story follows a classic adventure-game format, with each panel preceded by a “command” — in the early days of homestuck these were suggested by the readers — and followed by a few paragraphs of text. at first the commands are addressed to a single character (“John: Retrieve mail.”), but later we find more general commands applying to multiple characters in different ways (“Enter.”), or to the plot itself (“Descend.”). the format proves to be malleable: one character discovers a computer terminal on a post-apocalyptic planet that allows him to command the story’s protagonist. another character assumes the role of narrator for a while, taking up residence in the website’s banner, and the commands become his monologue. he keeps a scrapbook of panels from the story, allowing the reader to sift through them interactively and explore little tangents to the main plot.
images and phrases are recycled into a rich internal vocabulary of callbacks: a paragraph of purple prose written as a throwaway joke resurfaces as a prophetic nightmare (dreamt in morse code). words are milked mercilessly for their meanings, puns become plot points; a peculiar turn of phrase might hint at a vast secret being assembled behind the scenes. the kids’ actions and words at the start of the story establish synchronicities that resonate throughout their adventure: impaled birds, werewolves, characters missing an arm and an eye.
thats what homestuck is
also the author is a graphomaniac and updates his webcomic practically every day. its been running for nearly 3 years and is 4500 pages long — each of those “pages” could be a single image, or an image with five pages of text underneath, or an interactive Flash game that takes half an hour to fully explore. its a weird experiment that doesnt really stand alone as a polished piece of fiction; the author has been using it to explore innovative storytelling devices and plot concepts. homestuck is the fossilized excrement of that learning process.
read homestuck. if youre not intrigued by the end of act 2, stop reading homestuck. and im sorry theres so many semicolons and emdashes in this post.
i would’ve written more but i have to go to melbourne for a few days, bye~
this is the ultimate let me tell you about homestuck
I have been told about Homestuck. But seriously, this is the best summary I’ve seen. Still confusing, but y’know.
Made sense to me. This summary’s awesome.
perhaps the best summary I’ve ever read
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