I remember reading about this guy when I was researching about the early weeb fandom in the US. Like the article says he was one of the main organizers in the 1980s NYC anime fandom and iirc AMVs were directly inspired by the legendary Daicon III opening animation and Kaposztas’ desire to make similar music video style anime-mashup shorts but obviously didn’t have access to an animation team so he did the next best thing and used his video editing skills (I wouldn’t be surprised if he was an early fansubber)
it's funny when you marry alex in stardew cause his grandpa goes whaaAat noo what the hell two men? getting married? I didn't get my dick blowbn off in the coal mine for this! then give him a week and he's like heh my uncle was a farmer it's a noble, manly profession. I guess you're alright.
like I guess alex didn't mention to anyone he was dating the farmer who runs around in a crop top and trash can lid hat until last minute wonder why
It was a quiet night at the Stardrop Saloon. This quiet, alas wouldn't last, as The Farmer, Abigail, and the Wizard Rasmus entered the bar.
"Everyone, I have news" announced Abigail, "or rather we have news" she continued glancing at her farmer wife.
"As we all know," the Wizard started "The Farmer is, well, mute, but I have finally brewed this after looking through my library. It's tested, it works and I think it's only right that we gather round to see this momentous event."
The whole saloon gathered themselves around the table as a sheepish looking Farmer was handed a bottle.
"Ok, as I said, down the whole bottle in one" said the Wizard.
The Farmer did just that.
Everyone stayed silent.
"Hoo, okay" started the farmer, "first off, Abigail, I love you and I'm so glad to have married you."
The Saloon erupted in applause as the Farmer and her wife shared a kiss.
"Secondly," continued the farmer, "There's something very important I need to tell everyone: There is an abandoned child on Ginger Island and we need to go save him."
The Saloon went quiet.
"Did..." started Lewis, "did you just say..."
"Yes" said the farmer, "a child. On Ginger Island. Alone. He doesn't seem to trust me or anyone it seems. I've tried telling people but you can only get so far with gestures and notes. There is a child on Ginger Island and we need to rescue him."
I'm a cryptid in Stardew valley. I live on the outskirts of town. I disappear for days on end, purchasing daily one-way tickets to the calico desert. Nobody knows where I go while I'm there. Can occasionally be found fishing at random spots throughout town. I am never not running on at least one triple shot espresso. I take the abandoned minecarts to get around and am frequently seen disappearing into the sewers. I carry a sword for some reason. Once every week or two I will stride into your bedroom to deliver you your favorite meal. I'm a self-made millionaire. I attend all the town events and will go to your concert in the next town over. I have donated approximately 2583 items to the local museum and singlehandedly revitalized the town community center. There are rumors I can talk to junimos. I'm friends with the local wizard
Dog owners are like "This is Charlie He is one half Uibhistach Puffin dog" while cat owners are like "this is Pacertrain, he is wanted for larsony in Andorra".
It was a quiet night at the Stardrop Saloon. This quiet, alas wouldn't last, as The Farmer, Abigail, and the Wizard Rasmus entered the bar.
"Everyone, I have news" announced Abigail, "or rather we have news" she continued glancing at her farmer wife.
"As we all know," the Wizard started "The Farmer is, well, mute, but I have finally brewed this after looking through my library. It's tested, it works and I think it's only right that we gather round to see this momentous event."
The whole saloon gathered themselves around the table as a sheepish looking Farmer was handed a bottle.
"Ok, as I said, down the whole bottle in one" said the Wizard.
The Farmer did just that.
Everyone stayed silent.
"Hoo, okay" started the farmer, "first off, Abigail, I love you and I'm so glad to have married you."
The Saloon erupted in applause as the Farmer and her wife shared a kiss.
"Secondly," continued the farmer, "There's something very important I need to tell everyone: There is an abandoned child on Ginger Island and we need to go save him."
The Saloon went quiet.
"Did..." started Lewis, "did you just say..."
"Yes" said the farmer, "a child. On Ginger Island. Alone. He doesn't seem to trust me or anyone it seems. I've tried telling people but you can only get so far with gestures and notes. There is a child on Ginger Island and we need to rescue him."