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humbledoodles · 2 years
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Ruby is out for BLOOD-
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future-of-freedom · 3 months
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To Sonic & Co.
So you remember Clean Sweep Inc., right? The company that enlisted Mimic to inflitrate the Restoration?
I've been doing some background research behind its boss, Clutch, and apparently one of his most frequented clients was Dr. Starline. Looking at the dates of the transactions made between them, it could be possible that the former might have some involvement in Surge and Kit's creation, meaning, and this is just a hunch of mine, that he might know something about their pasts!
Given his reputation, though, I doubt he'd be willing to part with that knowledge so easily. So just be careful in case you do decide to go after him.
“About that…” Lanolin started. “Apparently, he was looking to try to get Surge and Kit to join in on infiltrating the Restoration, so Mimic took her alone to try and convince her.”
“Yeah, and I rejected that shit,” Surge added. “Then the dumbass stabbed me when he knew he was caught, not knowing I heal quickly. Then I blasted his ass through the wall, and the Neos were coincidentally there.”
“And the three of us jumped him!” Tangle said. “And we beat him, but…” The lemur put a palm on her left cheek, where her scar was. Whisper gave her shoulder a pat.
“So this Clutch person knows about our past…” Kit said, clenching his fists. “We should go after him!”
“Easier said than done,” Jewel chimed in, crossing her arms. “The day after Mimic got caught, he was nowhere to be found. Looks like he was willing to sacrifice his allies to keep himself safe.”
“Coward move,” Sonic tutted. “It’ll definitely take a while to find that guy, but it’s not gonna be a good day for him once we do!”
The tenrec bumped her fists together, electricity sparking. “If he truly does know about me and Drippy’s past, I’ll get it outta him, even if it means shattering his bones in the process.”
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What's funny to me is that if Jaune and Neo started dating, if someone hurt her, he wouldn't let them leave until Neo was happy that the person got hurt enough
asdhjadhdskaj i love this chaotic energy
i also love the idea that if jaune ever got hurt she would snap and beat the shit outta them ahahaha
No matter what ship becomes canon, honestly silentknight will always be in my heart, I love them a lot and will always be superior.
I am glad both Jaune and Neo survived this volume, and I can't wait what the series has in hold for us!
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realasslesbian · 1 year
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Just had myself in fully loaded critical thinking mode the entire way through this ‘investigation’. Like, what tf is a ‘routine welfare check for a missing person’? Where is the mention of all the information police had about these people (i.e. abuse, assaults, possession of illegal weapons, breaking of COVID-19 laws, etc). Why did they send a cop with EIGHT WEEKS EXPERIENCE into this property, when they had all this information? Why are the cops now trying to purchase the property? Where is the actual evidence that these people had any religion, let alone this being an extremist religious terrorist attack? In the footage of ‘right-wing neo-Nazi pro-Trump conspiracy theorists protesting COVID-19 policies’ where are the actual violent protesters? Because all I could see was police beating the shit outta people for no reason. Lizzy said ‘this trio dehumanised the police they had ‘ambushed’ so they could kill them’ but isn’t that what the government, government authorities, police, etc, do to the rest of us everyday? Dehumanise us so they can control us, steal from us, kill us? Like, something stinks here, and it’s definitely the Australian government and its usual subversive shit.
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otakween · 1 year
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Digimon Adventure V-Tamer 01 - Disc 9
Finally reached the final volume! Really the only things I got out of this was the art and maybe the omake bits. Didn't care about the characters/plot at all lol. I guess this is a parallel universe so it doesn't contribute much to canon...It was cute though, so no regrets.
Ch. 52
-These "final battle" chapters have been a breeze to get through since it's mostly just action. I'm glad they threw a little bit of strategy in there with Taichi's explanation of the dot matrix though. Makes it feel more well thought out.
-In the previous volume I had complained about the lack of a team, but they did explain how Hideto's previous battle was crucial to winning this one, so I guess that's something. (But Zero and Taichi still have to be number one...)
-The mangaka confirmed my suspicions about Neo being an anagram for One. I guess that was pretty obvious...
Ch. 53
-So we finally see the "super ultimate" form of Arkadimon which I guess is stronger than the mega form? IDK...shit's confusing. The design kind of reminds me of the witches from Madoka. Sort of eldritch looking. I don't understand if his appendages are supposed to be like hair or tentacles...
-Sort of want to see an alternate ending where Neo achieves his goal, just so he can then fall into loneliness and despair when he's all alone in his new world (or would he be OP enough to create fake people? IDK...)
-"God Matrix" was pretty epic, but I feel like it didn't seem all that destructive despite looking like a nuke went off. We lost, what, one digimon? (One named digimon anyway)
Ch. 54
-More deus ex machina stuff. Apparently most overwrites shorten digimon's lifespan, but OH! There's a super-special-secret overwrite, the Alforce, that makes digimon power up through sunshine and rainbows! Riiiight.
-I don't like Zero's Alforce form because he looks kinda soulless now, almost like a bad guy. His "outfit" gives super sentai vibes. It's just kinda all over the place. Also, Mari said "he doesn't look like a dog anymore!" This manga keeps tryna gaslight me into thinking Zero looks like a dog when he never did lol.
-I thought the whole "Neo is doing this because of his sister's accident" thing was already established? I know Rei didn't know, but Sigma?
-Lol at Rei INSTANTLY jumping off a cliff. She didn't even hesitate for a second.
Ch. 55
-Okay, I'm going to say something hypocritical. First I was annoyed that Neo was a flat, evil-for-the-sake-of-it, villain, but now I'm annoyed that he gets to be insta-redeemed for "secretly having his heart in the right place." How are they going to pretend he still cares about his sister at this point? I feel like I could go back and find a bunch of evidence of Neo not giving a shit about Rei anymore (in fact 2 seconds ago he was carelessly tossing nukes in her direction), but oh well. I get the vibe that this franchise really likes redemption arcs.
-Lol guess Demon is the final boss after all! What a twist! I like his super ultimate look, very Go Nagai looking. Too bad his name is kinda stupid. Will Neo help fight him? (Somehow...without a partner...)
Ch. 56
-Ugh, they're doing that really tedious shounen power escalation thing. Every other chapter it's like "yes, we've powered up, no one could possibly beat us!" and then "What's this? An even STRONGER digimon!? And they know that legendary, ultra powerful technique!? This is our toughest battle yet!" and then a stronger mon/ability shows up and so on and so forth. I think the digi-formula is to drag the battle on a liiiiiittle past the point of annoying the audience to make things feel more climactic.
-They tried to give Demon some nuance by pulling the whole "liberation from tamers" schtick. I feel like there's not a ton of merit to it since it's the digimon that called the humans into their world in the first place.
-Demon says "humans created us!" I guess in this version of digimon the v-pets exist, so true (but then some just came outta nowhere like Zero?)
Ch. 57
-Okay, I'm glad they used the already established digimental's power instead of introducing more new, innate ancient digimon powers. Super ultimate Zero doesn't look super different from his prior form. It's maybe a slight improvement, but not very noticeable...
-We get a redeemed!Neo moment. I still kinda wish he'd answer for his crimes more, but maybe that comes later. They're kinda busy right now lol
-The digimental looks pretty different from the ones in the anime. Reminds me of an exsphere (from Tales of Symphonia)
Ch. 58
-This was a pretty paint-by-numbers ending. The day is saved, everyone celebrates and then the kids have to go back to their world. One element that set this apart from the anime is that there's still the v-pet element so Taichi is technically still acting as Zero's tamer. How things look from Zero's POV we'll never know.
-The ending reveal of everyone's human world counterparts threw me back to Dot Hack, especially with Rei in her wheelchair. Sigma without a mask was cute, I like how there's some subtle shipping with him and Mari in the background.
Omake - A New Courage
-Lol Taichi and Taichi, now we're getting REALLY meta! They did a good job of visually distinguishing the two Taichi's while still making them nearly identical. The art was definitely the most fun part about this omake.
-Agumon looked soooo cute in this ;w; so tiny next to Zero! And he gets to ride on his shoulders <3
-Why did Zero devolve (de-digivolve?) in this? I thought in the manga universe that wasn't a thing...
-The excuse for the plot this time was pretty lame "oh, the humans are making viruses and stuff so that manifested in our world," yeah whatever. Again, it kind of annoys me how anime!Taichi just instantly agrees to help with a battle that could take ages when he should be more concerned if he'll ever see his friends again.
Overall this was like a C+ experience. Perfectly serviceable, but not super memorable. In MAL terms I give it like a 5 outta 10. What do you call shounen for younger kids anyways? Super shounen? Baby shounen? There's gotta be a term out there...
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sharkiethrts · 2 years
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Karma with a s/o who is. Very odd. They r very quiet, scientific and smart but also a bubbly smartass who also has special interests that a lot find gross, morbid and questionable- like if you see them kneeling and digging in the dirt they’d just look up, get excited and say “im looking for f u n g u s🧌” and how they get wide eyed, giggly and gremlin like from finding a cool, possibly deadly organism! Then picking it up and showing it to everybody while literally full-body convulsing from excitement as everyone freaks out! Just. Zero consideration for his safety if it’s for the sake of discovery. Kind of like an intelligent bimbo boy </33 He’s just a devious little creature getting up to mischief, following the beat of their own drum! Sort of like the punk-ish parasite, fungi, protist, coral and decomposer/detritivore studying entrapta. Who’s also a library robber. I steal books from my school. I’m kind of a. Small person. Short and fem bodied but prefers masculine, neutral, neos or just any and no pronouns! Also i have diagnosed adhd and probably more than that, really like learning at school but i SUCK at math and PE, i also look dead and i wear really crazy intense makeup and chop all of my hair off for fun sometimes when I’m not in a depressive state, also i am really confrontational and stubborn as shit ! If you actually know personality type stuff like cognitive functions and enneagram, I’m an INTP 5w6 and my tritype is 584! Holy fuck. I write so much. Now you see what my teachers have to deal with. Also what any tumblr writers who write for karma have to deal with. I am so sorry jesus fuck i am a lot to take in
writing style, casual
KARMA AKABANE: headcanons: s/o that is known to be much more intelligent than him
[11:40PM, 23rd March 2022]
(by the way, no promises that I'll get all info in. i only got the once my dyslexic brain actually processed. too much words, my guy. too much words.)
- he was lowkey kind of scared of u at first
- but dude he cherishes u the moment yall got together
- have u seen him in the anime? he was hyping up everyone for what they are unique for
- he appreciates how odd you are
- weirdo, i know. like tf is wrong with u karma
- at least he has good taste in ppl ig
- dude
- judging by ur intense typing and spamming??? my guess is that u would spam the shit outta him at ungodly hours
- he would still reply to u tho
- ikr?? simp behaviour LMFAO
- dude he is so good at maths and PE
- teachers u maths
- free tutoring?? fuck ya. fuck the patriarchy ig
- idk how the patriarchy got involved LMFaO
- ok anyway
- intp and istp?? ayo cutie?? lesgo
- 5w6?? dude dude mine is 5w4
- not related but u sound cool enough for me to info dump u
- get egoboosted ig
- library robber??? dude karma prolly got a few books and half-unintentionally did not give it back
- bc lmfao he couldnt bother going back
- has a huge amount of emails telling him to give the books back
- but he just kind of ignores them ykyk
- f u n g us?? did u say dfungus??
- bitch he is gonna take that chance to put teresaka in danger
- "watch my s/o for me<3"
- and teresaka gets some shit up in his head and now has trauma
- my guy u are dangerous fr no cap
- small person?? bestie idk bout u but u getting bullied hardDDDDDDDDDddddah
- the -dah didnt have to be there LMFAO
HAHHAHAHAAH
- ok anyway
- im so sorry for the info i missed
- but dude u cool man?? wanna dump karma and go on a date sometime??/hj/j/hj/j
ok bye
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127squ4d · 3 years
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TAGLIST (hmu to join !) : @bigbrainenergytingz
taeil (taelle)
-> so. much. love.
-> one of the most popular elle ships , romantic and otherwise
-> no one cheers her up / makes her smile n laugh more than taeil
-> all the members seem to love a skinship with mr moon , but elle is on hyuck’s level w it LMAO
-> and taeil is so so fond of her. and he hypes tf outta her too
taelle things !
-> long talks and quiet times together
-> taeil trying to get jaeyoung to use her beautiful voice more and hyping her singing as much as they hype her rapping
-> dates galore !! they’re seen together a lot
-> taeil helps her every time she’s having panic attacks and knows exactly how to help her (along w taeyong)
taeyong (elleyong)
-> s o f t
-> taeyong is her comfort and vice versa
-> her shoulder to cry on and one of her closest confidants
-> he is very present in her life and was her first friend out of the neos AND all of the trainees. she always admired him and his skill
-> she is just as loving and caring as he is to her , as well. she can’t stand him getting hate because she genuinely regards him as one of the very best people she knows
elleyong things !
-> late studio nights / practicing together / writing music together
-> sleepovers with takeout and meaningful talks
-> taeyong being super caring and jaeyoung being able to get through to him when he needs to rest or relax
-> each other’s go to when it comes to hate and rumors because they’re both the most scrutinized members
johnny (johnelle)
-> super duper close tbfh theyre such buds
-> they understand each other well being the only members raised in the states
-> but johnny is part of nct’s “fluster jaeyoung” line .. and he will flirt JUST to see her not know what to do
-> scary duo and they could probably beat up the whole of nct at once if they really wanted to
-> pure comedians. they should have a sitcom
johnelle things !
-> shopping trips
-> always texting n speaking english
-> johnny teasing the HELL out of her and jaeyoung hitting his arm in response
-> c o n s t a n t s a s s
yuta (yutelle)
-> leader of nct’s “fluster jaeyoung” line and hes such a lil shit about it .. he is so shameless
-> may or may not be actually into her . who knows
-> DOES NOT PUT UP WITH HER HATERS AND WILL HYPE HER FOR HOURS .. DAYS .. YEARS
-> she shows lots of skinship with the members in general , but we know yuta is touchy feely and she reciprocates it
-> edgy kids in need of love
yutelle things !
-> the members saesangs are scared of
-> yuta fawning over her the way he does with mark
-> feeding each other
-> yuta winking and jaeyoung looking away at the speed of light
doyoung (doelle)
-> yeah he knows she actually has braincells and is relieved he doesnt have to nag another kid
-> vocal king doyoung says jaeyoung sings like an angel. yup
-> both big homebodies so they will hang out. at home
-> everyone clowns doyo but she does it more .. subtle. but the members love when she clowns him they just find it hilarious
-> he’s v v protective of her
doelle things !
-> netflix marathons w/ doyoung’s projector
-> doyoung making sure she gets in the spotlight as much as the other’s
-> doyoung being SO SUPPORTIVE OF HER SEXUALITY. lgbtq+ lovebots
-> harmonizing together n it’s so cute
jaehyun (jaejae)
-> a lowkey member of the “fluster jaeyoung” line and tbh it’s funnier when he does it because she just looks shocked at him
-> silly cuties they are another very soft duo they just turn into dorks together and he is second funniest member in her opinion
-> they do lots of skinship but in private because they cause a ruckus among czennies n knetz when it’s public
-> they had dating rumors so sometimes they’ll bite back at knetz by calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend and the skinship they have often is his arm around her
-> johnjaejae is an iconic duo theyre (technically for jaehyun) america line and they’ll wild out sometimes
jaejae things !
-> hand holding
-> hyping each other up especially while filming things
-> jaehyun somehow flustering her when he BREATHS
-> dates at home because they don’t wanna be recognized together alone
jungwoo (ellewoo)
-> gay LMAO
-> they hug each other n show skinship lots it’s so sweet
-> but they’re also the lowkey savage members n look like they’re judging everyone sometimes
-> he babies her even tho they’re the same age but she doesn’t mind because everyone simps for jungwoo’s affection
-> she smokes too so they take smoke breaks together LMAOO she was actually caught smoking WITH him oops
ellewoo things !
-> czennies think they have an alliance because they often side with each other or pick each other for things
-> they all have zero tolerance for jaeyoung slander but jungwoo makes faces at comments on live and will say stuff
-> each other’s biggest fans
-> lunch dates
mark (markelle)
-> it .. would be hard for anyone not to clown mark and she def does but she also is super sweet and helpful and caring to him
-> the two biggest workaholics and they also spend lots of time practicing and writing together / in the studio
-> mark really looks up to her and she thinks that’s ridiculous because he is probably the most talented kid she’s ever met and always has been
-> she’s always on him about resting and hyping him and she’s been on his case since they were trainees
-> he loves his noona to death and she loves her baby brother so much
markelle things !
-> late nights w lots of takeout and rapping .. sometimes elle will fall asleep on those nights and he lets her because her insomnia is so bad that she needs it
-> scheduling days where they chill together
-> the softest hugs and jaeyoung leans on him lots
-> KOENGLISH
haechan (ellehyuck)
-> like father like son because he takes after his dad johnny and teases her
-> but he also loves her and will show SO. MUCH. AFFECTION. it’s always one or the other
-> tbh she loves to hear him sing and hypes him so much because she L O V E S his voice
-> and he HYPES HIS NOONA SO MUCH BECAUSE HE IS IN AWE OF HER
-> lowkey a tom and jerry relationship because she will coddle him but also she wants to beat his ass sometimes
ellehyuck things !
-> doing each other’s makeup
-> cuddles
-> dinner dates n shopping trips
-> hyuck goes to her to talk about his concerns because she makes him feel so safe and listened to
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jesstielle · 3 years
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okay i have Feelings about NEO: TWEWY and nobody to shout them at because literally nobody else I know plays it which is truly a crime; the original twewy remains one of my favourite games to this day.  but anyway.  massive NEO TWEWY spoilers inbound:
First of all it truly is a miracle that this game even exists.  I never once actually believed we’d get a sequel.  Let alone one this good!! It is really, really good!!!
Things I Enjoyed:
- The gameplay.  Whoo boy.  Up to about 4 team members, anyway.  It’s fast paced, button mashing satisfaction, that manages to keep elements from the original game while still being fresh and fun, if not entirely chaotic, which is why after 4 characters, it was a bit like, ‘okay, chill, let us switch out or something’ lmao
- The new characters.  Although I feel like we leave the game not knowing as much about them as I would like, the new team are really great, and Nagi in particular really shone in terms of character grown.  Rindo.. I feel like I know as little about him now as I did at the start :|a Maybe I just missed something.
I honestly found the teams and their leaders kinda forgettable >>;; Although the heel-face turn on Motoi was pretty great.  I needed more from Kanon to feel anything when she, yknow.
The new reapers were... a mixed bunch. Shoka was fantastic, Susukichi was... a bit much in English, great in Japanese, Tsugumi was great but didn’t get enough screen time (unless she gets more post game, I dunno yet) Shiba annoyed the fuck outta me, Kaie was alright.. the others... meh.  They don’t hold up to Kariya and Uzuki. And obviously Kubo sucks ass pfft
- The reappearing characters.  of course i loved them.  i got a hit of serotonin every time one appeared on my screen. neku my son. josh  the reapers.  i was never a huge minamimoto stan lmao but he was fun. even curry don. but some were DIRELY underutilised which i WILL COME BACK TO
- THE MUSIC.  twewy cannot fail on its music, it’s amazing, it’s glorious, it’s multi faceted, it goes hard. and adding in Beat’s psyche, a rhythm mini game acting as the fast walk button???? yes. yes yes yes yes.  yessssssss. 
- The graphics.  Mostly.  Everything looked beautiful, and HD, and the character designs were great - not toooooooooo Nomura but Nomura enough, yknow? And the occasional chibi faces were great lol.  The chaotic battles sometimes caused lag which... I mean, they coulda given us the option to turn off some of the animations or damage graphics lmao but hey.  the forced perspective on shibuya was a bit off occasionally but it was how the original game did it and it’s all for the ~aesthetic~ so hey.  And it was great seeing some of the original locations looking so much more fleshed out
- The Localisation.  Personally, I think the translators struck a perfect balance that made the kids seem like they’d fit right into today’s culture.  It wasn’t forced, it wasn’t ‘look at us we are Teenagers’, it was right on the mark.  And it was really, really interesting hearing just how different the Japanese VA lines were compared to the English translations.  They really went all out and it paid off, imo.
Dislikes: (i haven’t read the secret reports yet tho)
- UNDERUTILISATION OF THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS - now, look, okay, I’m biased.  I admit it.  I’m a Josh and Neku stan lmao, so I was looking forward to seeing them the whole game.  And as it went on and on and I realised I wouldn’t be until much later, it bummed me out.  The bait n’ switch with Beat was funny at first, and I enjoyed it a lot, until I realised that yeah, that’s what they’re going with.  Beat’s probably my least favourite partner from the original (sorry) but even disregarding that, it annoys me that they gave him like 10,000x more screen time than even Neku. 
Not to mention Shiki and Joshua!  Josh in particular I could write a whole essay on how pissed I am.  The lost potential.  Nobody mentioning him, ever, once.  Until he just sorta shows up and says a few things.  It makes NO SENSE, he’s the fucking composer, Neku and Beat worked with him, why aren’t they questioning his whereabouts when Shibuya’s turning to shit??????’  I just?????? I had low hopes for Josh content tbf but I am still disappointed :( And naught but one singular Hanekoma mention, as well.  Sigh.
Shiki, it’s a shame she doesn’t appear more, she certainly could have - I can think of like 5 ways off the top of my head - having her as a partner would have also been extremely good.
Neku at least we got..... half a week with. and as a PC.  And like, I know it’s not supposed to be about them, but throw us a bit more than cheap fanservice, yknow. And Kariya and Uzuki were great too.
- why, oh why, was every single team lackey male????  they couldn’t be arsed to make female designs????? it baffled me.
- SO. MUCH. SHIBUYA. TRAVERSING.  I don’t remember if it was that bad in the original?! But oh my god lol.  I think a lot of it was padding.  Sure felt like it.  Paired with the slightly hand hold-y mission progression cutscenes, they coulda cut a bunch of those out.
Other Stuff:
- The voice acting - fantastic in Japanese, okay in English, except for the returning characters?? didn’t sound great??? in english??? I was hyped to turn English back on for Beat but.... nah. Nahhh.  Nagi’s English VA was absolutely the best imo.
- They nailed the feel of the old game without totally copying it - the food, clothes, general aesthetic, music.  That said, it still felt a little too tied to the original.  Ironic considering the rant above I know lmao but... yeah.  The player psyches were a nice touch but I feel like it needed something to set it apart a lil more from its predecessor. 
- I didn’t realise A New Day existed until literally today and I wish I had seen it before I played Neo.  Now I know who Coco is lmao.  And Shinjuku’s erasure was part of that too! arghhhh. Nomura stop burying plot points in other things.  I’m a DS OG dont do this to me
- Rindo’s time travel power was cool but jumping back to the same point like 3 or 4 times in some cases got old
- You could really feel the KH3 energy of ‘play 30 hours until something or someone pivotal finally appears’ lol.  Nomuraaaaa. 
... anyway.
TL;DR good game, needed more Josh, also needs more fans please
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gayenerd · 3 years
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The Band You Love To Hate By Tom Lanham of RIP  (There’s no date on this but I would say 1995 or 1996?)
Eyes wide as a barn owl's. Spines stiff with anticipation, like a hungry scorpion. The two teenage girls sit stock-still in their booth at a posh Berkeley diner, practically bursting with excitement, but without the faintest clue how to handles it. Clueless, you might call them. A few feet across the linoleum aisle--with his back to them, oblivious to all the oh-my-gawd facial expressions--sits the object of their adulation, dressed in unassuming black jeans, black T-shirt, shredded black Converse, and a beat-up black baseball jacket. But even with his once-green dreadlocks tamed to a short black business cut, Billie Joe Armstrong--yes, the snaggle-toothed MTV ragamuffin from megaplatinum neo-punkers, Green Day--is as easy to spot as Michael Bolton at a Rogaine convention. Although the kids want to leap up from their seats and race over for an autograph or a jittery hello, they don't dare. Instead, they're forced to deal with their seething emotions as if they were eating post-tonsillectomy ice cream: a lot of numb gulping and a quick pain chaser. This is the blessing of being Billie Joe Armstrong. Alas, it's also his curse. By the time you read this, the irascible little rocker will have turned 24. And exactly two years ago, he and his wacky bandmates--drummer Tré Cool and bassist Mike Dirnt--lolled around the trashy basement flat they shared, getting stoned and sneering at the idea that Dookie--their just-released "sellout" on big-time Reprise--would ever amount to more than a nice drink coaster. Fame? They were more preoccupied with their bong collection, stacks of rock 'n' roll bubblegum cards, and a thriving sea monkey tank displayed prominently on a window-sill. Most of their furniture had springs poking through--they didn't care. Armstrong regularly picked boogers from his gold-ringed nostril and then flick them onto the scary shag carpet--what did he have to worry about? Too bad he couldn't have foreseen the all-too-near future. Green Day happened to be in the right place at the right time. The three-chord slam-a-rama Dookie--a pop-edged return to decade-old punk ethics--became the surprise hit of '94, going on to sell over 11 million copies. Armstrong, accustomed to frenetic club performances, began translating the group's infectious energy to larger and larger venues. Demand continued to grow at a staggering pace; Green Day fought back. They turned a satellite MTV Video Awards performance into a "spit-cam" fest by urging the crowd to gob any camera lens it could ("[The cameramen] tried to make it look like it was cool, but it wasn't"). Last October, Armstrong and company issued their 32-minute follow up, Insomniac, almost as an afterthought, with little promotion, a visually offensive video (for "Geek Stink Breath") and--at least initially--a strict no-interview policy. Simultaneously, they ditched their high-powered Cahn-Man management team and are now virtually managing themselves. Along the way, Armstrong married his long-time sweetheart Adrienne and last March fathered a son, Joey. In typical down-to-earth fashion, the couple spent their honeymoon a few blocks from home at Berkeley's prestigious Claremont Hotel, not on some exotic island. Beginning to see the problem here? How does a street-smart kid from humble beginnings skyrocket to world-class notoriety and yet--with his music in millions of homes and his privacy suddenly a right that needs defending--still adhere to the simple ideals, the simple lifestyle that spawned him? Is "successful punk" an oxymoron? Insomniac provided few clues--it was more of the same slacker-ennui sentiment, more defeated, disenfranchised grousing set to speedy, memorable hooks. Or, as Armstrong barks in the aptly-dubbed "Walking Contradiction," "My wallet's fat and so is my head...I'm a victim of a Catch-22." And that, in essence, was the topic this tortured artist wanted to discuss at the diner. The old "be careful what you wish for" adage. The classic "problem with success is finding someone to enjoy it with you" truism. Armstrong, who takes occasional sips from a vanilla milkshake, but mostly stares morosely at the floor, seems to be dealing with superstardom in a relatively normal way. Don't be fooled by the steady stream of negative vitriol that follows; he's analyzing it, breaking it down, figuring out ways to disconnect his kinetic career. Or at least turn down the volume for awhile. 
RIP: We know what's going right. But what's going wrong? 
BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG: Lots of things, really. Actually, when I came here today, I said I didn't wanna talk about anything good, because I don't really have anything good to talk about. Goin' on tour pretty soon--don't really wanna go. Just because I've been kinda torn. I wanna stick around at home. I don't like playing arenas, and I realized I didn't know what I was getting myself into on the last tour, but I went into it being positive and getting excited about it. But I didn't realize that I was the kind of person to whom it's too much of an event and not really a personal thing anymore. And I started to realize how much I liked being the background music to this scene at the club. And now it's.... I dunno. People expect so much. It's cool and stuff, and it can be a lot of fun, a really good experience. But when you play that many arenas.... The first time we ever played those big kinds of shows at the Shoreline (Amphitheater in Mountain View, California), there was weirdness--we were playing for a lot of f?!kin' people. And I hate to say it, but sometimes it just feels like another gig. We played every day, 50 gigs this last leg, and it just wears on ya. There's all these people, and they think "Alright. I paid my $15--you better impress the f?!kin' shit outta me right now!" And I realized that for Joey, the rock and roll touring life is not a good atmosphere for a kid. I tried to make it to where it would be, bringing lots of his toys out. But there are no familiar surroundings for him. And he likes all the attention--people come up and say hello to him every day, people who are on tour with us. But he doesn't have his own room or a home to go to every day. So, no more touring for Joey. 
RIP: Turned on Regis and Kathie Lee this morning to find their gossip columnist dishing dirt on Green Day. How Insomniac didn't do nearly as well as predicted, how it was a disappointment to the label. A failure, supposedly. 
BJA: Well, it's like, we didn't set up this record. We didn't. We didn't do any promotion beforehand, we completely quit doing interviews, and basically we just wanted to go on into it. We weren't even sure if we wanted to do a video. And then when we did a video, it got yanked from daytime rotation because people were getting grossed-out by it. So I think we did alienate a lot of people. So that was expected, that it wasn't going to sell a lot of records. 
RIP: NOFX have taken it one step further. They refuse to talk to press, make videos, pander potential singles to radio. They don't want to get any bigger. 
BJA: I dunno, maybe I'm just getting jaded or something. But I just got cable again and I can't stand anything. Six years ago you could hear something that was different and know that it was different. So it'd be "alternative" or whatever. But now it's like you get this Joan...Osborne? With the ring in her nose, waving the alternative rock flag, when she's just...not, ya know? And I'm thinking, I hate all this music that's coming out now--the past year was just hell for music. But people are buying it, so then I'm thinking, Maybe they're the ones that are good and I'm the one who sucks? I just don't know if I really wanna be involved in the rock world anymore at all. Period. I don't necessarily have anything against a big record company or people who what to join up with a big record company. It really is right for some people, but more and more, I don't think that I'm really meant to. And I hate to sound like that, because I don't like taking things for granted. I don't like to talk about my problems when there's some kid struggling in his garage somewhere saying "F?!k him! He's just taking it for granted. Shit, I wish I could do something like that, but I'm just stuck here in Biloxi, Mississippi, and I can't even get a gig." I'm so confused right now. 
RIP: It must be odd to know that, with all those millions of albums sold, drunken frat boys are probably staggering around to your music right now. Your audience grew far beyond your control. 
BJA: Oh, totally! We became what we hated. Which is, the people I despised in high school--and now--are buying our records. We initially became a trend, so there was no way I expected to sell as many records with Insomniac as with Dookie. That's one of the biggest-selling records of the decade. We get slagged by the punk rockers, and it's like, I don't blame them. If you draw that much attention to yourself, that's what you're gonna get--attention--and it's not personal anymore. 
RIP: Ever think about giving it all up? 
BJA: There isn't a day goes by in the past year and a half that I haven't thought about quitting. I went to this party on New Year's Eve, and this band Juke, and another band, the Tantrums, played in a friend of mine's backyard. And a lot of my old friends showed up, and everybody was just dancing. And I was dancing, and getting really muddy, and I was having a great time. I can't remember the last time I sat down and listened to a record from beginning to end and felt this incredible spine-chilling music. And it's because I haven't been able to go out and watch bands play at my free will. I'm not gonna live in a closet, I'm not gonna vegetate myself. 
RIP: But it has to be difficult, when tons of kids know your face. You're on your way to Michael Jackson-dom, where you have to wear a disguise in public. 
BJA: If you think about the Beatles, at that time all people had to go by were the photographs on the records and every now and then a television appearance. So when they'd come to town, people would just flip out--it became this huge public event every single time. Whereas now, everything is so saturated kids don't even have to leave their home to go to a show anymore. They can sit in the comfort of their living room, and your favorite rock star is gonna be entertaining you while you sit down and have your microwave burrito. 
RIP: The Milwaukee cops weren't pleased with aspects of Green Day's Milwaukee show last November. Why were you arrested? 
BJA: I dropped the pick and--actually, I even forgot about it--I just mooned the crowd, which is pretty harmless compared to what I've done before. And I wasn't even thinking about it--I just went out and started playing again. Then I went backstage and was hanging out with Adrienne, and this guy Jimmy who does security for us goes "Come on--there's a car waiting for you outside right now. You've gotta get out of here!" I said "What's wrong?" and he said he didn't even know. So we get in the car and all of a sudden about ten cops come walking over, fully surrounding the car. So the guy puts the cuffs on me, throws me in the car, and I get tossed in the holding tank for two, three hours. I wasn't in the bullpen--I was in with the other ones, the not-so-bad ones. They made me take all my jewelry out. And my shoestrings, so I wouldn't hang myself or something. I dunno. I just don't know how to fit into rock music anymore. I don't know what I like about it anymore. I don't like anything about it anymore, to tell you the truth. To tell you the real truth, I'm a pretty miserable person right now. I'm totally depressed, and my wife can vouch for that because she's around me. In fact, she's the only person who's really around me. I dunno, the whole thing with the mainstreaming of punk rock. I just feel lost in the whole thing...I don't really know...I don't wanna...I dunno...It's miserable, it really is. It's f?!ked up. 
RIP: For every original voice that comes along, there will be countless mad signing dashes for any and all sound-alike artists, with no thought given to the artist's longevity. Just throw the record out quickly and hope it sticks. 
BJA: The thing is, a lot of musicians have gotten so comfortable with this big so-called "Revolution in Rock Music" over the past decade. First it was like, "F?!k the corporations! F?!k the corporations!" And then people just sorta got cozy with that, and forgot that these bands are getting lost in the shuffle. And I'm talking about the ones that never get noticed at all and just get kinda bitter. The 15 minutes of fame is getting shorter and shorter. And now music is totally going backwards--the first half of this decade, there were a few things going on that were interesting. It wasn't my favorite kind of music, but it had a sensibility about it. If you think about Nirvana and Pearl Jam and that whole Seattle scene, and even the Offspring--there was this thing going on that was more honest, in a lot of ways. It wasn't like, beer, drugs and pussy, like what went on through the '80s with all the hair bands. But now what we've got is Hootie & the Blowfish.... 
RIP: Who are probably a lot like you. They seem like nice, regular guys who--through no real fault of their own--are suddenly assimilated into pop culture. 
BJA: Yeah, but that's the problem, is that they are nice regular guys. And they're totally comfortable with that, and they sort of put that out, to where they don't really have...I dunno, there's a certain amount of attitude that, say, someone like Cobain or Vedder has that they don't have. But it's becoming way not...real anymore or something. Maybe not real to me. It's just turning back into what it was in the '80s. It's like, "Hey, everyone! We're Huey Lewis and the News!" I dunno. Maybe nobody knows what the f?!k I'm talking about anymore. 
BJA: I get so irritated by people. I think I'm more bitter than I've ever been in my whole life, to tell you the honest truth. I think Insomniac is much more of a bitter record than Dookie. And I think the older people get, the more they kinda get angry. I think a lot of people feel like they get cheated by lief somehow--no-one is ever completely satisfied. There's maybe a few. But I mean, I'm in a place where I don't really wanna be. It's like, sometimes I feel like we're losing our passion for playing music. And that's the f?!ked-up thing, when you lose passion for what you love, then it's like, Is this marriage headed for divorce or what? 
RIP: Theoretically, you can fight back a couple of ways. Like Cobain, you could make a record almost calculated to offend all the bandwagon-jumpers. Or take as much time off as you'd like. Who says you can't go live on a desert island for two years? 
BJA: That'd be nice. I'm just not enjoying life right now. I'm really not. I'm so cluttered, I can't even speak. Yeah, I do feel like I'm getting old, and I'm kinda bitter about that. I'm not excited about being onstage anymore, and I was really trying to convince myself that I was. Really. Before we did this last U.S. tour, every time I did an interview--I don't know if you read the last Rolling Stone piece--I was like "Yeah! I'm excited! I wanna play these arenas!" and stuff. And then just every night, it started sucking, it felt like a routine or something. It felt almost choreographed in a lot of ways. And I was yelling "f?!k you!" to people, but I didn't know who I was yelling "f?!k you" to anymore. 
RIP: Last time we spoke, you said you went out of your way to change every single show, make each one different. 
BJA: Well, I think it's just the stress of getting up in front of all those people all the time, every day. It's like, "Do I really feel like downing another f?!cking pot of coffee and a bottle of wine before I walk onstage to do this again? Just to get myself ready to go?" You know, for all those people. And every night I always do something different and stupid. But at the same time, it'd be really cool to just say "F?!k you!" to people and like, walk off. And then they'd get it. It's like, "I'm really telling you to f?!k off this time! Time to pack up and go home." It'd just be so nice to start from scratch again. 
RIP: In many ways you can. That's the music-making system trying to program your behavior. And obviously you've broken quite a few rules already--you don't even have to be talking to me right now, actually.... 
BJA: Oh no. I really wanted to do this interview, just because the last interviews that I've done, I've been miserable, and I was pretending not to be. I really was, I was lying. Not to the reader, not to the person I was doing the interview. But I was lying to myself, convincing myself that I was really happy with how everything is going. 
RIP: So you always knew what you wanted, and now you've got it, in spades. You're having trouble figuring out what's next? 
BJA: I didn't even know what I wanted back then. I really didn't. I didn't know if I wanted to be huge, totally successful. I never knew that. I was struggling so hard even to sign that f?!king contract--when I was sitting there, I was contemplating, "Should I just run outta here right now? Am I making the biggest mistake of my life?" A lot of people say, "You're totally disillusioned with what money can do for people," but money never meant shit to me. There's something very passionate to me, very romantic, about living on the street in a lot of ways. Just because I really like my lifestyle back then. I was totally content, in retrospect. A lot of it has to do with the fame. I dunno, I'm trying to talk right now and just totally stuttering. 
RIP: It's not like you chose music--it chose you, and you can't help it. 
BJA: Yeah, it's cool when people really get it. But what a lot of people don't understand is that we're a band that's been around a lot longer than people know. And that's the thing. The difference between this and what happened between Kerplunk and Dookie--in a year, I got married, I had a kid, and I sold 11 million records worldwide. That can do something to ya, ya know? 
BJA: Sometimes I think it'd be cool to just hang out with my friends, drink beer, smoke cigarettes. The more I think about it, the more I'd be really happy with that. I don't think that we're feeling quite like a band anymore--that's one problem we have. There was this certain rock 'n' roll underdog think that we always had--we always drove for something, always drove from town to town in a small van. And you know, I f?!kin' like touring like that--it's like culture shock, really, driving around in a van, setting up my amp when I get there, and playing. That's rock 'n' roll, that's what it started out as. A bunch of sweaty pigs in some tiny f?!kin' bar having a hootenanny, that's what punk rock was to me, that's what drove me to it. I love rock music in its simples, rawest form. And I think we're the only band, really, that plays rock 'n' roll. 
RIP: Has all this put a strain on your old friendships? Do your pals treat you a little differently now? 
BJA: When I come up to friends I haven't talked to in a while, there's a weirdness. And the ones who are really close to me don't really bring up anything, but that thing is still there; it's still in the air. And sometimes I'll just not say anything the whole time we're hanging out. I'll be totally quiet, because the only thing I'll have to talk about is my band, and I get so sick of talking about my band and myself. So I'll just be quiet, since that's the only thing there is to me, except for my son and my wife. 
RIP: Pretty soon, you'll be boring everyone with slide shows--"There we are at Yosemite!" 
BJA: Ha! Adrienne was telling me the other day, "When you were in there dancing with all your friends, while the band was playing, you were so happy because you were so in your element." And I've even gone as far as saying we're not a punk band anymore. But no matter what, that's still gonna stick with me forever, because I love the music, I love the energy of a new band coming out that creates this sense of urgency about 'em. I'll never be able to kick that habit. I love hangin' out with my friends who have small fanzines--kids just writing their guts out about whatever the hell's bothering 'em, and putting it on a Xerox machine and then handing it out for a quarter apiece at shows or at a party. All I wanna do is just try and work it out. I was sitting there the other day, counting all the records that the Replacements put out, stuff like that, Dan thinking how [Paul] Westerberg totally came across to his audience and did everything, everything that the wanted to do in music. He wasn't extremely successful for it, but the guy has influenced people, and a lot of 'em don't even know that they are influenced by him. All I wanna do is just write good songs and stick to it. I wanna develop--not being experimental--but go into different styles, go across my boundaries of the two-and-a-half minute punk song with a three-and-a-half minute jazz song, or maybe get into a little bit of swing or rockabilly. 
RIP: With such staggering success, you could walk into Reprise and tell 'em you're doing an album of saxophone solos and they'd allow you that creative luxury. 
BJA: Well, I never wanna be that experimental. I don't wanna get into synthesizers and shit like that. The thing that was cool for me with Insomniac was that I think we definitely set a foundation for ourselves, because we put out our hardest record to date, totally in-your-face all the way through, and now we're able to go anywhere we want. We can do that now--we do have that going for us. That is, if people are still interested. Which is kinda weird for me to say.... 
RIP: Your craft will always remain the most important thing of all, even if you're just writing for your own amusement. 
BJA: Yeah. No matter what, I'm gonna be writing songs for the rest of my life. I mean, I already have a shitload of new songs right now. But I just wanna do some other things with it. We've sold a million of Insomniac so far. But I definitely want to be respected as a musician. Well, more as a songwriter than as a musician. I wanna be f?!kin' normal, is what I wanna be. The thing is, I've seen so many freaks and so many weirdos and crazy punk rockers and drunks and junkies. But for a lot of those people being weird is easy. It's so easy to be strange--the hard thing is to try to be normal. There's no such thing as normal, ya know. 
RIP: How's your mom feel about all this? 
BJA: She's kinda worried about me. She doesn't know what to think of everything. We have a hard time communicating with each other, just because I don't like to talk about it that much. So she feels like she has to walk on eggshells around me all the time. 
RIP: You buy her anything cool once the money started rolling in? 
BJA: Nah--she doesn't want anything. I've asked her. She's been living in the same house for over 20 years, and she's content living there. But I did give her a trip--she went to Hawaii, her and her boyfriend. And I think travelling is really good--if you paid for someone to travel, so they can go and explore and see some things they've never seen before. But I think that's probably where I get it from. I get so content with not having much. And then you get all this stuff, all this attention, and you don't really know what to do with it. You don't know how to channel it. 
RIP: Most outrageous thing you've bought for yourself? 
BJA: I got my car primered! And one thing I did do was build a home studio. So I've been recording all my friends' bands for free. I produced this band called Dead and Gone, and Social Unrest, Fetish and the Criminals. And I have this side-project called Pinhead Gunpowder--nothing's up with it right now, but we played at the beginning of '94 a few times. RIP: Sounds like you've got more than enough pressure valves to let off the steam. Still, do you worry about death? 
BJA: Yeah, I do. But I have too many reasons to stick around. One is my son and my wife. And I don't feel like I'm finished yet. I'm not done, ya know? And the beauty of it is that death is forever and your problems aren't. And that's why I'm talking about my bad shit, because you vent that, you get it off your chest and you can move on to something else. There's gotta be a positive side to all this--so you just sort of try and dig it out. Get rid of all the bad--out with the bad air, in with the good air. 
RIP: You said about Green Day that you think your "bandwagon is coming to a close and all that's gonna be left is just a band. Hopefully." So then will you start writing happy songs? 
BJA: I thought about writing a totally sarcastic song called "I'm So Goddamn Happy," just talking about how happy I am. Actually, I'd like to put out a double record--I'd like to put out tons of music. But I never wanna become an egomaniac. I just wanna keep things down to earth, so I think it's really important for us to take a long break after all this stuff. We just put out two records back to back, one year after another, and now we can sit back and work on ourselves as people again. So we don't parody ourselves. And it's so hard to be a father and a musician at the same time. If I get into one thing and I pay close attention to it, like if I'm with Joey and I start neglecting my music, then I feel like I should play more often. So I start playing my music, and then I'm going, "Am I neglecting Joey?" So it becomes hard to do everything at the same time. 
BJA: I wanna create a very mellow and sound atmosphere for him, because I don't wanna make any mistakes for him--I want him to be able to make his own mistakes. And even when it comes to swearing--I don't cuss in front of my kid. I'd rather him get it from some dirty-mouthed kid at school. Then at least I'd know, I could go "Thank God--my kid is in a real world and he's learning these things from his surroundings." That'd be a good thing. Because the best things you ever learn are the things you learn in kindergarten. 
Finally, after more than an hour worth of gut-spilling, Armstrong suddenly observes four brace-faced girls, each no more than 12 years old, idling over by the cash register. They're there on the pretext of getting change. In reality, they just want to ogle punk icon and pin-up darling Billie Joe, stare at those caterpillar eyebrows and chiselled cheekbones up close. Another oh-my-gawd event. "I gotta go--it's gettin' weird," the reluctant rocker whispers, literally leaping up from the booth. "I can feel eyeballs all over me already...." And as fast as that, he's gone. "Was that...was that...B-B-B-B-Billie Joe?" stammers one swooner. "No," says the waitress, with a subtle smile. "That was just some guy who usually eats here alone, nobody famous at all. You know, just an average guy." A little white lie to herd the young 'uns out. But nevertheless the truth.
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pay no attention to this collection I just need to post it so I can find it
hit walls and floor... tall inside of my skull; if I never fall at all, clever's awfully dull - so if "push" says the door you'll be watchin' me pull - 'cause I only shop for china when I'm walkin' with bulls
Order me sit? dope, I'm askin' how high; I out right hope my notes are causin' outcry - where do I fit? miles as the cow flies - statistically shit, climbin' slopes to outlie
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I can juggle knives, and proselytize, and wink my eyes in flirth (or mix words like mirth and flirt, like, ask what planet Dirt is wearth) I can lift a person by their soul, or... even let them down; I can fit myself to any role: demon, prophet, clown. I can write like frightened squid, or read a book from any shelf- but a lifeguard out at sea can drown, and I can't save myself
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I want an adventurous crew, less than 100 and much more than 2; I've got an idea or four to do and believe that "to lead" isn't "ordering you" - I want be thicker than thieves: if one of us cries, everyone grieves; stacked deck for success, form small companies so that every ace dealt goes up all of our sleeves - I wish I had Boromir's horn; I stand full of arrows, small and forlorn I'd summon an army as sure as you're born and we'd rend every obstacle / mend what is torn
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yo when it's late I don't know if debate is a pro that I'm prone to or con I conflate; yawn ok great it's the dawn of new date too soon gone like a pawn in a perilous state - do I wander or wait, keep closed yonder gate or transpose these ten toes 'til exposing my fate? if not off to bed nodding off head berates and refuses to do more than snooze/obfuscate
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I don't have time enough to tell the clock to stop its ticking talk, while I'm sublimely sleepy, still ensconced in twos of shoes and socks; I'm staring off in awful need of themes that breed these searing thoughts- I breathe more air when all unfair reality congeals and clots; when sleep is claustrophobic, fear near stoic in its static stay, I ride my nightmares into mounts more suited to the dreams of day
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time for me to be known from home to home, on the campaign trail like when Romans roam, I'mma do the damn thang, prevail and own every twist in this life-line vine I've grown
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sick like a little bit with a bad tum and sniffle it's not a badda-boom bat beating but a wiffle hit; sleep like the bleeping sheep gotta wring it outta me, sore like a freaking score that you sing without a "c".
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i got nothing to say, i'm all bluff in this play, i mean i'm here to swerve some verse it's clear i'm thumpin' away at the buttons with the letters on whenever it’s day like a cat attacks a sweater, just pretending it’s prey - I need to catch the thing I’m chasing, like, it’s gotta get caught, and so I jot it down a lot to try to capture the thought; but though the plot is often written out in dashes and sketches, i rarely cash in those checks, i need more carry than fetches, so I’m dreamin’ and dumpin’ out all the schemin’ or somethin’ and like, even if it’s meaningless these keys I’ll keep thumpin
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with the internet i’m magic and i’m casting a spell call a song out of the air to here as clear as a bell private playlist from the A-list like i’m famous as hell making music moving quickly so I’m faster as well
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“oh no” I shout “Where’s Trusty my phone?” I don’t know the whereabouts, must be shown- adjusted the tone of the ring to silence now trying to find it brings me to violence; really need to locate as I motivate to go today I throw the flippin’ sofa pillows hopin’ for a stowaway... but oh no way it’s gone I pray this song will make a tiny spell; a lesson less on lost forlorn and more intent on finding cell
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pocket full of humbug, some'll argue/ some shrug but damnit my whole planet's stupid like it's on the Dumb drug will there be a U.S. war? (I mean ANOTHER on our list) maybe something civil: neo-drivel vs. power fist... maybe accidental, mental trump insulting china's boss I fear these pale tears will steer us straight into a giant loss
so many people on the earth are searching for a safe life the rich'll keep their swords but lord they'll take away our steak knife Nothing free for you and me our banking fees are never waved; an act by black or poor is "crime" for white or rich it's "misbehaved" They're pouring us an ethanol and calling it an eggnog - time to run away and trade these reindeer for a sled-dog; the season of the commie christ whose message hasn't landed yet: money only isn't evil if the people's needs are met
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no thanks on the news, yo crank up the tunes, don't bank on the crankiness taking a snooze unless I get dressed from neckless to shoes and charge the horizon more wise than confused __________________________________________________________
hear the too late beep, missing two days sleep, and the road to a dream is a two way street; so the mood stays bleak though I do make sweet this coffee with cream and the brew ain't weak
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been a While since I styled out the verbs and tenses, went around the Gates and straight hopped the fences; penUltimately gotta be a sultan of self: master mind, rule body, find my worth-and-my-wealth; if i'm quiet too long I'll have sloth not stealth so I try to move along and get my words off the shelf.
my projects: objects I invent/books writ - that shit won't pay the rent; throw fits, I have, it don't prevent: what's real from feeling devil-sent.
so I must be clever, do each: sum total; whatever needs eating this dead-beat goat'll; ask what is the art in a pace grown sickly? cut to the part where the chase goes quickly
Now hook or crook I must prepare, to tell each truth/take every dare stand hand on hips, and one in air, you can kiss my lips, or my derrière
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got me a hit list, swear i'ma get this done til the sun goes under the business; witness, this is crazy and witless, lazy lately: maybe the wiz kid just hid restless - put to the test his quiz is bested get to the rest it's now or not again, get that got and then kill it til the whole damn lot is a slaughter pen, sweat til the wet drip drops gettin' hotter than the metal that your kettle corn kernel keeps poppin' in; hoppin' and hippin' and readin' what's written i gotta be gettin' to the List no skippin'! slippin like fall, new leaves i'm flippin - givin' my all just to keep on grippin'; breakin' what doesn't bend wrong way through, as i make it to the end of the long To Do
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i post at the prompt, chew big what i've chomped; grew kid to a ghost haunting most of this pomp; listless within this to do list i'm swamped - spirit in fits, corpse slow to go romp
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incautious swatches of saying; watch as he washes the playing: switching the swerving and swaying into some terms of conveying wishes conditions occurred in which this envisioned un-blurred digit could get itself heard and flip politicians the bird
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in the trace of the face off you tasted last, is the scent of the sense made fading fast, so your dreams leak sieve-like hiking past a scared nightmare crew of an all-you cast
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got me a pallet of shall get around to, climb out of shallow kie, it's not about you; just look at the play and see where the props ain't, take out a brush but don't rush it you'll drop paint; stop sayin' you're praying for planet like damn saint but get out and do, do it, do, 'til you feel faint; yes do it, true get into some writing, what you must chew is how much off you're biting, i dust off the lightning and plug it right in, if i play hard enough then my bluff just might win, all this tin in my pocket while walking about til the hat-caving camptown will clean me all out- my ten other projects, pretend money fudge it, i'll sell all my objects and end up with budget; i'd love it if some of my ideas ran, but i'll finish the one and be one happy man
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each piece is news, new peace in reach; tho a few of you choose nude tweets of Preach- but the rest got best bits fittin' here, what tests my pets must sit and hear: forget that past rush last two years going mash-gas fast 'til we're clashing gears, it's clear no room for fear to be, but the info flash is a blast to me- from the crashing sea to the land locked loam, we're lashed to the new word womb to tomb; and it's all fantastic like plastic foam that'll patch like magic a tragic home, or a tech part heart in 3-d print that'll let docs talk too intelligent; it's so elegant, that an elephant could do operations like he hella went: to harvard med my head is full but the school yard's sharp like a shaving tool; i'm a raving fool, but i drink it in, article particles 'til i sink and spin, win wonder i'm under delusions grand- will i sunder illusions and understand? or is it too much fuss will i cuss and worry, will i do what's just 'mid the dust and fury all i know is i go with the flow i find, tryna rein in my brain while i fill my mind
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so often was the A.M. spent prayin' for mayhem, like seeing riots firing inspired me to 'amen'; i'd hate when the job sucked, my robbed luck, i'd get stuck- attempts at free society my hopes and dreams were all fucked; but lately (don't hate me) the game is less crazy- i bust twice as lustrous if bosses don't make me; So new to the bragging, i catch up from lagging and write down solutions more lucid less nagging
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no sleep awake i sit and wait until the mill will dim/abate some whim shall take my fancy fate is to be sleeping dreaming state my eyes won't close i'll type i 'spose i'll write a night time rhyming prose those words i've heard but rearranged their meaning seeming weird and strange i've changed but how i could not say i only know no other way yet days gone by then who was i my mind was mine but what i tried to bind untied it flies! it runs! i rue what once i 'knew'; so dumb- untruth undo what time has done i can't so chant of what's to come oh spin oh sing oh show such things oh paint me what the future brings if won't be still then say your fill i pray my brain abstain from frills and spill the beans and give me scenes of things that help divine the means which plan to make which paths to take? i sit and wait no sleep awake
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rework this
i want things to be different, starting with me; like to find me a new mind, with new eyes to see; like to start a new life, with new ways to be; can't be hard to do right, or this dude might flee- but i like the older version, no aversion to he: the kid who up and did lots, and got up from knees; who figured bigger sub-plots, and thought it was neat; who questioned syncopation, by stepping off beat; so i'd like to start a nation, a tribe or a team; one with no reservations just, a vibe and some steam; a group think to shout out 'thou shalt know peace' and to try it they're provided with some elbow grease; what i mean is, i think it's, so nice to be me; and the thing is the scene seems a singularity; but my brain goes, down more roads, than the branches of trees; and with more crew, i might do, more glancing with ease; so for multiples of loyal, one/two/three: i might try it royal, and become true We
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Get to Know Me! (Tag Game) 🎲
O o f. Considering the fact that I never get tagged in stuff, I’m hella all about @meek-minded-masochist tagging me in a get to know me. I feel honoured.
RULES: Answer seventeen questions and then tag twenty one blogs you’d like to know better!
1) Nickname? Free, by online friends made on fanfiction.net ; Eph, as a reference to the previously mentioned, tho spelt differently to match the spelling of my first name ; and Marie...’cause it’s my middle name lmao. 😊
2) Star-Sign? Taurus~ ♉
3) Height? 5′5″ (Altho I just got these k i c k a s s platforms, which rock me up to above 5′8″ — so you can BET that I’m hella happy about top shelves, lmaoo.)
4) Last Film I Saw? Uh...Barbie as the Island Princess. 😂😂 I’m reliving my childhood memories at the moment, rip. Usually I don’t really watch movies tho; so I’ve been watching mostly Riverdale, re-watching RWBY bc I need my fix, and I’m currently plotting out the best time to watch the newest episode of The Walking Dead. I don’t wanna be disturbed, when I’m screaming over JDM. 😉
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5) Favourite Musician? Hm. I’m pretty much a fan of anyone who sounds good, w/ a kickin’ beat & all of that—but my current top three? NF, Billie Eilish, Hozier. Oh! I’m also a huge Dropkick Murphy’s fan, but I haven’t listened to them much lately. I love them to shreds tho. ALSO!! Daughter & Caravan Palace, bc…yes.
6) Song Stuck in my Head? This Life is Mine by Casey Lee Williams, and every possible version of Country Roads. My head is...i n t e r e s t i n g.
7) Do I get Asks? Nah. Nobody interacts w/ my blog unless I’m offering free tarot readings, tho I used to get one or two asks from beginner witches. …Not any more tho. Not that I’m complaining. I hate answering ‘does X love me??’ & having people flood my ask box w/ ‘so J hates me, but im gonna use a love potion on them to force them into having romantic feelings. thoughts?’ Like. Eck.
8) Other Blogs? Not right now!! But I’m planning on making a RWBY RP Neo blog this week, so I’ll likely post a promo or two, but we’ll see. 🍦
9) Blogs Following? Followers: 222 ; Following: 414.
10) What am I Wearing? Grey doggo themed pyjama pants, black inspirational-esque tank top about the sun; moon; and adventure, and a grey hoodie bc I’m fuckin’ freezing. I’m also wearing blue fluffy bed socks, bc splash of colour.
11) Dream Job? I’d love to be a published author, but I’d settle for being a commentary YouTuber, or even a free-lance photographer. Options are open.
12) Dream Trip? I’d love to travel through Scandinavia; Asia; and Europe. Anywhere with beautiful scenery, fascinating culture & history, m y t h o l o g y.
13) Play Any Instruments? I used to play the clarinet, as well as the flute, but I fell outta practise. I’d love to get back into the flute, bc it’s literally so pretty. ❤
14) Languages? English & BSL. I studied Japanese, but I...forgot most of it, rip. I also grew up in a majorly Welsh-speaking family & neighbourhood, so I know a lot about my mother language, but the ability to speak it is...another horror story. I’d also be hella down to learn German & French, tho!! Such pretty languages!!
15) Favourite Food? …Stir Fry. 😍😋 I’m also a sucker for anything sweet; sugar is my aesthetic, to say the least. But I’m slowly balancing my diet out, lol.
16) Favourite Songs? O H J E S U S. I have way too many, so I’ll just list my top 4 favourite songs from the previously mentioned artists, bc…anything else is just downright cruel. Whoever made this tag is clearly working for the devil.
NF: 
WHY  Mansion    Outcast and Green Lights.
Billie Eilish: 
Lovely Bellyache  You Should See me in a Crown  and Copycat.  (I honestly love all of Billie’s songs, tho. She’s so fuckin perfect.)
Hozier: 
Work Song  Cherry Wine From Eden  and Arsonist’s Lullaby.
Dropkick Murphy’s: 
Johnny I Hardly Knew Ya’  Rose Tattoo Dirty Glass and Going Out in Style. 
(These boys are literally what got me through my depression when I was a wee kiddo who didn’t even know what depression was. I love them so much.)
Daughter:
Youth Flaws Burn It Down and Medicine.
(Life is Strange: Before the Storm was the best fucking game, and I’m so happy they used Daughter’s music so heavily!! It fits the game so well!!)
Caravan Palace: Black Betty Lone Digger Rock It For Me and Wonderland.
17) Random Fact? My niece & I snorted sherbet once as kiddos, bc we were dumbass kids who had this image of drugs being cool, thanks to TV shows & other influences. We cut the lemon sherbet into lines, and did it at the same time, and it hurt like n o t h i n g e l s e. Both of us were sobbing; it was a horrid gritty sensation; and both of us temporarily lost the ability to smell bc of that shit. My mother came rushing in; and I blamed it on my niece, and got away with it... Yeah. Don’t do sherbet or drugs, kids, it’s fucking painful.
Tagging: @deltanoid @smolpocketmonstercoffee @lunastreia @theheartofatrickster @lulloph @teaberrymagic …and those are the only blogs that come immediately to my mind. 😅😅 Sorry if anyone doesn’t like being tagged in stuff, but I always feel obligated when prompted, rip. 
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daaaamn aj, back at it again with the long as fuc headcanons !! anyway hi everyone it’s me this is saint he’s a pretentious fuck & my ( really long, sorry, feel free 2 skip them, there’s a tl;dr summary in my bulletpoints so u can just scroll past it ) headcanons and intro stuff is under the cut !
first headcanon. while most houghton parents are doctors, lawyers, and business executives, saint’s always been something of a horse of a different color. his family certainly isn’t unwealthy—he does, after all, live in one of those multi-million-dollar brownstones in beacon hill auctioned by freaking sotheby’s—but they’re certainly neo riche, which can be sort of hit or miss, depending on who you’re asking. saint is not unlike his parents in that they surround themselves with a kind of off-kilter opulence ( sure, that kind of cash value would have bought them a newly constructed sleek mansion in the suburbs, but why go for something new and modern when you could live in a brownstone with over three hundred years of history that, supposedly, one of the founding fathers lived in? besides, you just can’t beat that location—never mind that the brownstone’s been totally gutted and replaced with sleek, modern interior anyway, and definitely not anything that ben franklin or whoever would have touched ) while pretending to eschew materialism and vanity. why else would they live in boston instead of new york or la, right? anyway. saint is the only son of the one and only cordelia st. mercy ( pronounced, unlike saint’s name, the french way—san merci, which sounds hilariously close to ‘sans merci,’ meaning ‘without mercy,’ a joke that is not lost on saint ), a renowned fashion photographer and portrait artist ( think in the vein of annie liebovitz  and arthur elgort ) with a marked celebrity and high art clientele, and also the one and only son of the less elegantly named garrett wallace ( a pen name; his real name is garrett wallerstedt, but his editor and agent agreed that last names that are difficult to pronounce are harder to sell ), whose grisly but artful novels earned him a national book award in 1997, a film deal in 2001 ( the film was a critical and box office success but, in garrett’s opinion, too reductive of his book; ‘pure snuff’ ), and a professorship in the creative writing program at MIT. yes, that MIT, which yes, does have a creative writing program, and yes, it’s a very good one. SO—that’s the pedigree saint mercy-wallace was born into, and it probably explains a whole lot about him. his parents are not and were never married, so he can’t quite say he’s a child of divorce. instead, he spends the school year with his father while his mother travels all over the world, doing her work, though she comes home for holidays and saint’s birthday, and the summers he spends with his mother, dipping his feet into the world of the new york art scene. it was an unusual arrangement, but not a bad one; it was a long time before saint even understood that his family situation was out of the ordinary, but, like, at least he knew both his parents loved him or whatever. they are both pretty emotionally distant and prone to getting caught up in their own work—his father is always focused on teaching or poring over his latest book or invited to give a talk somewhere, for example—but it’s not a bad situation. they’re just more like friends than parents. as a result, saint grew up with a lot of freedom ( more than most of his houghton peers, whose helicopter parents put the weight of the world on their shoulders ) and little discipline, often left to his own devices and trusted with the ability to take care of himself.
second headcanon: ah, yes. the houghton food chain. it’s easy to say saint sits at the dead bottom. like, he’s not even the bugs that get eaten by the birds or whatever. he’s the plant that gets eaten by the bugs. or the soil nutrients that get consumed by the plants—something like that. but the easy answer isn’t necessarily the correct one, and you see, once upon a time, saint sat somewhere near the top. he was never number one, of course, but he was up there, in that little crew of self-proclaimed high school princes and princesses ( quite literally, what with calling themselves windsors and all ). and he fit quite well, all things considered. what, with his pseudo-celebrity family background and his instagram roll full of selfies with models and musicians and actors and that specifically youthful brand of devil-may-care attitude that bordered at times on cruelty—he was a perfect fit for the windsors, his five-story, oft-empty brownstone the perfect venue for their parties and his unconscious need to belong to some kind of family the perfect host for going along with anything that dante and his ilk said. that’s not to make it sound like he was manipulated into it or anything of the sort—he wasn’t. he and dante were good friends—they were all good friends—and like anyone would, saint relished in the perks that came with sitting at the king’s left hand instead of dancing for his entertainment. he was ( and still is ) always the kind of person who gave off an air of not really caring about anything at all, but that’s especially easy when you want for nothing. his life was impossibly easy. too easy, perhaps—exactly what went down that infamous day when saint fell from his high school pedestal remains a mystery. all anyone really knows is this: it was your typical rager at chateau mercy-wallace. the party was going as saint’s parties typically did, so, pretty well, until saint cut the music and ( red-rimmed and wild-eyed, or stinking of about a hundred cigarettes, or with a bloody nose from too many lines of coke, depending on who’s telling the story—it’s morphed a bit over time ) threw everyone out of his house with no explanation. just a party’s over, fuckwads, get outta my house, and some monologue about the bullshit superficiality of high school, of all of them, about how they were all talking in circles and repeating the same lines over and over, but not even their own lines, lines they’d inherited from generations and generations past. it’s equally up for debate whether saint left the windsors or was kicked out, but there’s something of a general consensus that it was in the muddy lines of both. that went down somewhere towards the middle of the end of his junior year. since then? total social pariah. he left behind the lacrosse and soccer teams, opting instead for chain-smoking under the bleachers and cutting class. he’s a mystery, that saint mercy-wallace.
third headcanon: they were friends until they weren’t. they met in middle school and hit it off pretty easily, these two sons of daedalus who feared not the dangers of flying too close to the sun. they were handsome and charming and confident and gifted and the world opened for them—it made it easy to get along. eleven-year-olds didn’t need much by way of substance to start friendships. if you were to ask saint, looking back on it, after that they remained friends out of habit—because they were in the same place at the same time, because they had similar privilege, because they both felt they could do anything and get away with it, because they had similar luxurious sensibilities. it was ( if you ask saint ) what really bonded all of the windsors together more than any other kind of commonality. but, you know. when you wake up—as saint describes it, a waking up—and you look around and you see all this shit you’ve been brainwashed into thinking matters about anything, and you call out the only flimsy common ground you’ve got. well. you’re not going to be friends anymore, are you? after that, saint didn’t harbor any particular resentment towards dante, but he made no attempts to be friendly, often making snide remarks about the absurdity that was the whole premise of the “windsors” and how maybe they all needed to get outside and look at something other than their phones once in a while. he was still fairly shocked and upset by his death—nobody wants anyone to die, old friend slash new enemy or otherwise—but not enough to make a big thing out of it. saint’s had a pretty hard time feeling much of anything these days.
OK THE TL;DR VERSION:
son of a big hotshot fashion/art/celeb photographer ( cordelia aka cordy st. mercy ) and an acclaimed writer, essayist, novelist, thinker, etc ( garrett wallace, who teaches creative writing at MIT )
lives in a big ol brownstone in boston proper, often left to his own devices
his parents are not married to each other so he usually spends the school year w dad and the summer w mom - pls advise if u want some kind of step sibling or “our parents are dating this is terrible!” connection
used to be a windsor ! he was once (in)famously a member of the elite Inner Circle(TM) until he even more infamously had a giant burnout , threw everyone out of his house during a Classic Saint Rager ( he used to be known for throwing parties ), stopped hanging out w the windsors and has been kinda.....weird ever since
i mean don’t get me wrong he was always a pretentious fuck but he used to be better at keeping it inside and like having fun and talking about silly things now he hates talking about basic high school bullshit
his instagram is full of selfies w models and artists and musicians and actors and he only listens to bands you’ve probably never heard of who are “on the up and up”
and also house music and gregorian chants and weird af shit he’s into, like, industrial noise. anyway..........
prides himself on being very fashion forward and forward thinking in general
BIG MESS
literally never says things that aren’t . ridiculous
examples:
“can’t today my existential dread is acting up”
“i only eat squid ink pasta it’s the most melancholy of pasta”
“i can barely navigate the hellish vortex between breakfast and dinner, let alone the labyrinth of the soccer field” ( said when he quit the soccer & lacrosse teams, which he used to play )
does not give a single fuck about anything ever
chainsmokes like u wouldn’t believe catch him on the bleachers during football practice wearing all black and smoking three cigarettes at once it’s disgusting ( lowkey he thinks it looks cool lol what a loser )
reads pretentious af shit like jd salinger and allen ginsburg and the other beats and thinks he’s so edgy. kill him
skips class.....all the time . . . . but has really good grades ? wild
hates everyone and everything that isn’t Elegant
acts like he’s so above all this high school hierarchy nonsense & too cool for it & blah blah but uh
he’s probably just depressed
maybe still gets invited to parties if people forget for a second that he’s a giant fucking weirdo now? but maybe not
i would Love a ferris bueller to his cameron frye but we’ll see
anyway he’s super hard to plot with but you should plot with me anyway
this has been an intro by aj thanks for coming to my ted talk
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yakumtsaki · 6 years
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Take your hands off me, I don't belong to you, you see, and take a look at my face for the last time, I never knew you, you never knew me, say hello.. ♪
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WAVE GOODBYE. 
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WHADDUP PPL. Much like Ronroneo, we’re back from the dead and ready for a whole new generation of Union fuckery. We’re also officially.. drumroll.. MIDDLE CLASS. Our shiny new house is based on this one by frottana-sims​, which I downloaded but dumbassly forgot to install, and since loading the game takes a hot half-hour I opted for this poor recreation instead. We start the extreme home makeover with an incredible budget of..
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...Yea, I see the value of getting 6 pets to the top of their careers now. Included in this insane sum is the 20k+ that Wyatt and Jojo brought with them moving in, and at first I’m worried that we’re way too rich for only generation 2. Well, careful what you wish for, cause here’s our post-remodeling budget:
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LMAO. It’s as if not a day has passed since Vic started this legacy with a dream in her heart and crap to her name. Let’s check out the new digs!
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Everything was purple.. his pills.. his hands.. his foyer. 
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As eagle-eyed readers may observe, both the hall and the living room were designed with nothing else in mind but whether they matched our cat paintings. Per legacy rules I use as little cc as possible, which isn’t that hard since I feel this bizarre, angular and hugely impractical couch really encapsulates Jojo’s essence. Like if he was a servant in Beauty and the Beast this would be his furniture form.
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Apparently the only things I deemed important enough to capture were the cat portraits, so it looks like my Komeization is finally complete! Here’s some floorplan shots tho so you don’t get disoriented in our labyrinth-like mansion. Please note our amazing pink-blue-purple kitchen! Barbie’s Dreamhouse who??
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And here’s the second floor, which also illustrates the exact point I ran out of money. Honestly looking back I don’t understand how the fuck this place cost 70k?? Like nothing is particularly expensive except the amazing vintage batmobile which was around 30-40k and some of the paintings? But I guess all the small things add up in the end + I’m super bad with money..
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..and I’m not the only one. Jojo GET A FUCKING GRIP and A JOB. Literally no comment @ your cat wants, you inherited the jaw, wasn’t that enough??? ANYWAY. I know the question on everyone’s mind is how is Wyatt going to fit in with the Unions.. and all I have to say about that..
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..is LOL. Truly the perfect career for when your mother-in-law is a criminal mastermind and your husband is a serial killer! I mean the jokes practically write themselves. At least he doesn’t want 10 kids or any shit like that, cause I’ve seen hell and it was the result of mixing Jojo/Wyatt genes in cas.
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On top of gifting us with his future-probably-fug children, Wyatt also gives us the gift of our first ever kitchen fire when he decides to make dinner with 1 cooking point. His generosity really knows no bounds.
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It’s all fun and games now but Wyatt deadass almost died in the inferno and was about to take poor, stupid Komei with him, who of course ran to the fire even though he was in the yard. Meanwhile Victoria was safely watching tv and didn’t move while Jojo..
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..was doing this in the next room. Two types of sims I guess!
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-So Wyatt, you’ve been here for almost an hour now, burned down our kitchen and I still don’t see any grandchildren. I thought you were a family sim!
-Haha oh mom, you’re hilarious! Ignore her, Wyatt, let’s enjoy your delicious pasta.. It was definitely worth almost dying for.
-Your mama is right, mon cheri, not only do you have an obligatión to your famille but I rolled the want to have a bébé the second we graduated!
-Well it’s still gonna be there when we aren’t broke, Wyatt, god!
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-But.. bébés, mon cheri! Tons of bébés I can have but never interact with, in typical famille sim fashión!
-UGH thanks a lot for opening this gate, mom. If only you had found your love of children when I was living on cat food.
-Well it’s different when they are your children, everyone knows that.
-THAT’S NOT WHY PEOPLE SAY THAT MOM
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-Honestly, Jojό, I’m prouder of taking down your répugnant suitόrs than I am of graduating with honors!
-Aww Wyatt <3
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-And if I have to souffrir through a childless existence to be with mon amour, so be it (:
-Aw- wait what?!
-Really, c’est bien, Jojό, marriage is all about compromise, nό? I mean, not that I would know since we’re not even married yet!
-Wyatt we’ve been here for 3 hours.
-My point précisément.. C’est bien though!
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-Can’t believe I’m saying this but I really regret murdering Ti-Ning. 
That makes two of us, Jo. Honestly even Francis would be better than this. Family sim spouse??? Tf was I thinking. 
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Ah, some things never change <3 It’s a new day and someone very special passes by our lot..
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UGH NO not you asshole, once again delivering bills at the worst possible time.
-Miss me bitch?? Lolol
ONE OF THESE DAYS DAGMAR. ONE OF THESE DAYS ISTG
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No, it’s mismatched beard townie, whose regular outfit is simply iconic, and he’s waving at me! What a sweetheart! TAKE SOME NOTES DAGMAR YOU FROZEN-FACED FREAK
-Umm he’s actually waving at me, moron.
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-WRONG, he’s waving at me!
Ok it literally doesn’t matter who he’s waving at. 
-Well c’est moi. 
OK WHATEVER WYATT GOD. Just go off to work in a position you’re criminally unqualified for and try not to die ok??
-Why would I mourir?
Hm let’s see, maybe because you’re a ‘SWAT Team Leader’ straight out of college with a shocking lack of skill points?? Jfc college degrees in this game are so fucking op it’s legit making me resentful of my sims.
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In other news, major dicks Sophie and Victor have started constantly beating each other up and the only thing surprising about this development is that it took this long. Honestly these fights are peak #TeamNoOne. Please note Alegra who continues to give 0 fucks @ the bloodshed. What a gal <3
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Burning with religious fervor, fundamentalist nutjob Sophie emerges victorious!
-I WALK WITH GOD BITCH
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Tears. Literal tears. Victor is the most unbelievable creature I have ever played.
-The rampant violence in this house is a violation of human rights! I AM OUTTA HERE
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Literally still cannot believe this happened, like the sheer NERVE is killing me. Victor has started every fight he’s ever been in for an astounding total of 40-50 fights, and as you all know he almost always wins. Like this one was what? The fourth one he lost?? AND YET HE RUNS AWAY LIKE HE’S THE VICTIM I HATE/LOVE HIM SO MUCH
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Meanwhile this happens which, of course. Leave it to me to finally get a chance card right for the only sim who doesn’t even deserve the job he currently has.
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..Police Chief Wyatt reporting for duty! And crime increased 80% overnight. 
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In actual good and not lawsuit-waiting-to happen news, Wyatt brought Amanda, Vic’s only friend/lesbian crush with him! Amanda has the distinct honor of being literally the only non-Union non-Jojo person Vic has ever genuinely liked and hasn’t had an affair with. YET THAT IS.
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Man, these are some fat fucking flies. I’m talking 10 plagues of Egypt teas. 
-I KNOW, where the fuck is Komei, what are we paying him for?
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-I’m over here honey, talking to my least favorite son for the second time in my life, since apparently he’s sticking around.
-Yes, thanks for requesting a recount of the heir vote, dad. I will remember it when I decide where to scatter your ashes. 
-I TOLD YOU I WANT THEM MIXED WITH THE CAT LITTER 
Ugh Komei, please stop trying to bond with your son and do something productive instead-
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-like finally convincing Neo to bang Sophie. She has refused 3 TIMES because there’s a rule I have to earn kittens by suffering. I mean Alegra refusing to procreate with Victor made sense, it was Victor, wtf is Sophie’s excuse? Waiting for marriage?
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ABOUT TIME
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YAS. CAT GEN 3 ON THE WAY. Human gen 3 will have to wait till I’m in the mood to deal with screaming infants aka it might take a while.
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The science career FINALLY SHOWS UP after 5 fucking days, jfc. Love how Wyatt’s dumb ass started as a swat team LEADER but Jojo who has half the skills maxed starts as a science teacher. Also love the idea of Jojo as a teacher in general, I mean just imagine having him teach you science in high school. I would literally drop out.
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Jojo returns from work, brings this rando with him and doesn’t get promoted. We can’t all be Wyatt I guess! We’re not completely broke anymore tho so..
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It is time.
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Gunther, Melody and Max Flexor on one side..
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Craig, Brit Brit, Ti-Ning and Daniel on the other. What a bunch of assholes, Craig obviously excluded. Remember him? I invited him because he and Jojo are still semi-friends thinking he wouldn’t show up and yet here he is! What a good guy. 
-It’s at moments like this, watching your high school boyfriend get married.. that you really get to thinking..
Awww.
-..there but for the grace of god go I.
Less awww. You’re not wrong tho, definitely dodged a sociopathic bullet..
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..not everyone is that lucky. WE GET IT WYATT YOU’RE CRAZY AND IN LOVE
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-Mon bien adoré, I vow to aimer and honόr you and not cheat on you again or at least be more discrete about it <3
-And I vow not to kill you and feed you to the cats for as long as we both shall live <3 
Ah, true love, you guys. 
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Too bad half our guests are inside dancing-
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-OR HAVING COMPLETELY INAPPROPRIATE AND UNTIMELY THOUGHTS. TI-NING SERIOUSLY GO TO HELL. I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU WE WERE ALL ROOTING FOR YOU HOW DARE YOU
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Well at least Vic is excited which is more than I can say for Gunther who is literally LOOKING THE OTHER WAY. 
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Time to cut the cake with the sky as our only witness, since everyone has taken a plate from the buffet and fucked off inside. Seriously WORST GUESTS EVER 
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Not one to be outdone by his guests’ questionable behavior, Wyatt takes the time to remind us who he really is. 
-And n'est-ce pas forget it!
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Despite all the obvious problems, like one of the grooms literally going to sleep, our party score is ‘good time’ which is a truly rare and exciting occurrence. With less than a minute left I’m feeling pretty confident that nothing can ruin this wedding!
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Weirdly no one has touched the champagne even though sims in general are obsessed with it?? My best guess is everyone is at a loss for words at having to toast this union and who can blame them tbh. Thankfully Daniel steps up and I find it super sweet because I’ve forgotten that he and Wyatt are mortal enemies and it’s only by chance they haven’t beaten each other up on this instance like they have countless times before.
-Let’s all raise a glass to my beloved brother, Jojo, who generously woke up to attend his own wedding reception! Just one of many examples of his fine, giving character. Too bad he’s committing his life to a complete waste of space adulterous loser like Wyatt, who I’m not even convinced is really french, since his ability to speak and understand english fluctuates according to convenience. Man, I promised myself I wouldn’t cry, but this choice in spouse is just too tragic. Oh well! To Jojo!
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NOICE, still a good time. SO CLOSE
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AND YET SO FAR. Goddammit do you two mind killing each other on your own time and not literally 10 seconds before our wedding ends??
-DIE WHORE, THIS WILL TEACH YOU TO STEAL MY MAN
-THAT’S MY LINE SLUTBAG
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-HA! ZUMBA, BITCH
-Wow, so glad I woke up for this, really got my bloodlust going! 
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Indeed a roaring success if there ever was one. I mean how can this night possibly get any better?
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.............of course.
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Oh nice, I remembered to install an alarm for once! I’m also desperately trying to wake up Wyatt thinking that he’s fucking CHIEF OF POLICE so he might prove useful in this situation..
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..especially since we get this cop of a completely untrustworthy Bieber hairstyle. Talk about striking fear in the heart.
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Sadly it turns out that Wyatt could not give less of a shit that we’re getting robbed and picks this moment to head for wedding buffet leftovers-
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-while Bieber cop prevails! This robber is awesomely named Russ Bear btw and I wish that was my name, sounds like a slavic medieval folkore hero. But I digress. Please prepare yourselves because our first robbery is about to take a dark turn.
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-Ehh, you get at a certain level on la force, you just become desensitized to la criminalité..
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-Oh don’t worry Wyatt, I totally understand.. I mean I’ve robbed so many houses in my time, I hardly blink anymore..
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-So it looks like you and I are not so different after all.. ;)
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............................why. why has the universe chosen me for the greatest suffering the world has ever known. i try and i try but incestuous relationships just keep sprawling like mythical strangler vines. i bet this wouldn’t happen to someone named Russ Bear. fml
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Kamen Rider Amazonz Episode Neo Review
Yes I’ve decided to review Amazonz since well its still kicking ass and interesting. So after a year break we come back to Amazonz, show wise though there has been a whole 5 year time skip since episode M and well it seems a lot has happened. A new agency has sprung up apparently funded by the government and NOZAMA to combat the amazonz and the new type that used to be regular folks who suddenly discovered they are super into vore. This episode most of the cast of the previous series are MIA with both Jin and Hakaru completely absent apart from a few offhand mentions (And a sneaky Jin cameo right at the start but even that raises more questions)
There is just so much mystery on just whats happened in the 5 years thats been skipped over. So not a whole lot to talk about since more characters are being introduced and really all we found out was there is a new type of amazon, Amazon Neo has hit the scene and has a new belt and a sweet sweet looking suit, a human girl who can apparently turn into an amazon despite not being one, a new hit squad to take out awakened amazons and yeah not much else.
I really enjoyed it though the shake up of the time skip probably really helped give the story a fresh new perspective and its interesting following a character who is pretty much opposite both Alpha and Omega in terms of well everything. I did like Neo’s rough and completely berserk fighting style that even though he is fighting on instinct he somehow isnt as good at it as Alpha and Omega are which might just be experience since they learn pretty fast considering Omega ended up getting better as the series went on while Jin was pretty much already top tier until Sigma beat the shit outta him. The wedding massacre was absolutely brutal and nice to know they are still keeping up with the whole dark and gritty thing. Also how dumb is team X what if Neo fucks up those three kids are gonna become lunch for some Amazon they piss off.
Overall looking forward to the next episode Orphans and I am calling it now last episode will be called Zero something.
As always if you think I was being too short with this review, think I missed something, dont agree about something or just want to chat just feel free to shoot me a message!
Next Episode: Orphan or Hey Omega is gonna be in this episode!
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HipHop
General:
Hip hop is a modern interpretation of poetry and displaying your emotion, experiences and energy in a form full of metaphors, analogies and various poetic devices. Through this it does not only help the artist to get his message out there and cope, but also helps others who listen and not just hear the songs.
Timeline:
Late 1970’s :
The influences of Hip Hop from the States, are reaching the bijlmer. The youth form the Bijlmer is getting inspired by rappers, b-boy and graffiti artist from the States. These three points make Hip Hop, and another subculture was born.
Hip Hop & Nederhop
Hip Hop is a movement it is the definition for a lifestyle. “you are Hip Hop”.
Rap : Is an art inside of Hip Hop.
Nederhop
But in the 1980’s the dutch made their own definition called “ nederhop”.
Nederhop was rapping like they did in the States, but in dutch.
The Bijlmer was one of the places where nederhop started. The raps that you made where mostly about sorrows. And the things that you saw in your neighborhood. Because the government didn’t care for the Bijlmer at the time. The Bijlmer became a place of crime and drug use.
Nederhop was away off telling your story and telling others about your life.
Expressing your self in the art form of spoken word this was away of letting emotions out.
The expression
A neighborhood that is left for death by his government is called a ghetto. It is a hood that has been polluted not by his people but by his government.
Hip Hop and many other subcultures raised from these so-called ghettos.
In the ghettos where a large group of the black community lived, was still suppressed by the white government. In the 90’s it was in the form of Hip Hop that Black community could speak up for them self’s. By rap and Hip Hop the black youth community could express them self’s, by letting out there sorrows about white suppression.
Expression of the Bijlmer
Not only in the states white suppression is a common thing, also in the slums of the Netherlands. A large group of Surinam and Antilean people lived in the slums and was being suppressed by a white government. So it’s not weird that the Bijlmer took Hip Hop in his arms because the youth field the same way they did in the States.
2001 : Gangster rap in the Bijlmer
Gangster rap has been on the rise in the States, rappers like : snoop dog, NWA, notorious B.I.G and Tupac had there prime time in the 90’s. They rapped about selling drugs and crime. It took some time before the Bijlmer picked this up. At this point the youth from the Bijlmer had to deal with the same issues as the rappers from the states. So they started to rap about the same stuff as gangster rappers from the states to express their struggles.
2008 : Bijlmerstyle clothing
Robert ( founder of the clothing company )
My inspiration source was Eazy-E with his Compton caps. I love the pride they had in their neighborhood. I felt that shit. Also knew that it is something from there and you can not copy it here. You should not want to. But my own neighborhood, create my own shit. It's that fraternity, that common thing you have, to promote that communal.
2009 : Dret en Krullen
In 2009 Dret en Krullen won the Groteprijs. A award they won for best Hip Hop album of the year.
the duo stands for the contrast between gangster rap en good energy rap.
They mainly focus on teaching the youth about drugs and violence of the Bijlemer.  They also rap about how the government is letting people down in the Bijlmer, en how the community should rise from this despair.
2009 : Doofpot Gikkels
In the song “Doofpot” opens Gikkels up about the suppression that he feels. He speaks up about how the government and the media ruined the Bijlmer.
He raps about how the government calls the people in the Bijlmer caveman, and that it is the fouled of the people that there is a drug problem. But it’s because the government that does not care for the Bijlmer. He points out that racism still is a big thing in the government of the Nederland’s.
Graffiti Bijlmer
because of the lack of care for the Bijlmer, lots of buildings are taking down bij the government. A empty building is the a canvas for graffiti artist that’s why a large group of talented graffiti artists comes from the Bijlmer.
definition: Hip-hop, cultural movement that attained widespread popularity in the 1980s and ’90s; also, the backing music for rap, the musical style incorporating rhythmic and/or rhyming speech that became the movement’s most lasting and influential art form.
deejaying/ turn tabling
rapping/ rhyming
graffiti
‚B-boying‘  (hip hop dance style)
   (+ only valid for ‚socially conscious hip-hop‘ -> knowledge of self/ consciousness)
Origins and the Old School:
economically depressed
The New School
gave rise to gangsta rap together with Snoop Dogg, Schoolly D …
culminated in murders
combination of street credibility, neo-islamc mysticism & kung fu lore
- hip-hop generated huge sales of products in the fashion, liquor, electronics, and automobile industries that were popularized by hip-hop artists on TV stations such as MTV or magazines
Hip-Hop in the 21st century
in the early 2000s, hip-hop’s creative centre moved to the American South
Dr.Dre remained a crucial figure but went in the producer direction whereas Eminem became the ‚biggest pop star‘ after 8 Mile (2002)
stars continued to emerge like e.g. Lil Wayne, Jay-Z, Kanye West, M.I.A. (she personifies hip-hop in the 21st century probably the best though her politically radical lyrics)
dates back to the 1920s
influenced by Jamaican dancehall
leads back to poets like Muhammed Ali and Gil Scott-Heron -> presented poems over beats
1950, the sound clash contest b/w Coxsone Dodd’s ‚Downbeat‘ and Duke Reid’s ‚Trojan‘ gives birth to the concept of DJ battling
Clive Campbell is known as the ‚father of hip hop‘ (born in Jamaica, 1956 & moved to NYC later) -> introduced the huge sound systems of Jamaica to inner-city parties
around 1970’s DJs begin to refer to the music culture ‚hip hop‘
after years of being neglected by the mainstream it gets its own show on MTV (1988) thanks to Run-D.M.C
N.W.A pioneers gangsta rap movement with their album ‚Straight outta Compton‘ (1988)
1996 Fugees’ album ‚The Score‘ introduces ‚socially aware hip hop‘ (conscious lyrics)
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brutmagazine · 6 years
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Rob Israel - The artist behind the iconic anti Trump illustrations.
What do you do as an artist? (e.g illustration, print etc)
I am a professional illustrator / designer with over 20 years professional experience.  I have also worked in the licensed apparel business for about 13 years. I currently art direct for Boys’ apparel. I have been drawing since childhood.  However, when I started using Instagram 4 years ago, it became an almost daily thing. Since then I've had the opportunity to work on awesome projects that were never given to me before. I was able to make t-shirts and posters for established musicians, edm, punk, metal etc. I’ve been working in the apparel industry anonymously, but have been trying to change that. As for my style, I range from low-brow, psychedelic to traditional comic art.
Where do you get inspirations from?
My inspiration is whatever pops in my brain at the moment. I was shoved in front of a t.v. as a baby and have had decades of pop culture shoved in my brain dating back to the 70’s. Being in the licensed apparel business I have to work fast, which means having to come up with ideas even quicker. I’m always researching trends within pop culture and politics. Ideas occur from what is happening around me.
Your Trump characters have been featured on multiple platforms and recently in the US Women’s march. What are your thoughts on those?
I'm glad to have my work get out there and have an effect on people, positive or negative, in the world. I want people to share my political work and have some sort of impact. I just hope in the process that my name is attached to the piece so they know the source of the image when they see it.
Should news sources such as Rolling Stone at least try their best to credit artists when using a photograph of their work?
Definitely.  I’ve reached out to them and have not received any response. I posted it on my Instagram account and, at this time, it has almost 200 comments all calling out Rolling Stone to credit me. The image was also featured on several Vice news Instagram account stories as well.   Since I posted the Rolling Stone image on my Instagram account, it has almost 200 comments tagging Rolling Stone. I don't think they are going to respond to me. I mean they credited the photographer who works for them. Some dude was telling me that i have to sue them? Sue them for what? Where does an artist have money to get a lawyer first of all?  I'm really just asking for credit.  If Rolling Stone and Vice News actually credited me for the artwork that would have been life changing. My art gets posted a lot on all kinds of "curated" accounts with no credit. Usually I find out from supporting followers. Again posting and sharing art without credit hurts artists on so many levels because people don't know the source and they think it’s open season to bootleg it. It becomes “fan art" or a meme that has no origin. People start putting the image on tees and then at some point it goes back to the original artist who is powerless to do anything about it. It is the double edge sword that is the internet. I owe a lot of my recent success to social media but at the same time my work not getting credited has hurt me either financially up front or for potential work that the exposure would have given me.
What impact have your Trump Images had on your credibility?
It probably depends on who you are talking to. If anything, I feel that it has helped me stand out from the crowd. I have been outspoken politically since my early 20's. I’ve participated in many anti-war rallies in the early 2000's during the George Dubya years. I have mellowed out a bit over the years, but then Trump came along. The minute Trump came down the escalator announcing his presidency, I knew he was bad news. He came outta the gate saying racist shit about Mexicans and building a wall that Mexico would pay for it. Well, Mexico is not paying for it and he's been trying to get the US tax payers to pay for an ineffective wall that is a symbol of bigotry. You would think all his supporters would be pissed about this, but they could care less. They just say something stupid like "better then Killary”.  As for all the Trump illustrations, they are fun to do. He's a big gross orange monster with funny hair and weird, pink, pouch blotches for eyes.
The first drawing I did was him with an Ass Face back in early summer of 2015. I’ve seen many “Butt Trump” illustrations. I cannot fully claim to be the creator of the “Trump Rump” look but I was there on the ground floor. So it evolved from there. I made a new version of the “Trump Rump” drawing (the one that is in Rolling Stone’s photo). Then I drew Nazi Trump, Trump with crap coming out of his mouth, Trump drinking hooker piss, Baby Trump being held up by Putin like he's Simba the lion while urine from the sky splashes on him, Trump as the anus of an elephant, Trump as anus of a fat pig, and Trump with White Power tattoos on his face. I made a shirt for the band Anti-Flag illustrating Putin breastfeeding urine to a fat Trump baby. My latest Trump is him stuffing his fat face with Tide Pods.  I feel like the Tide Pods meme is the perfect parable to the entire Trump presidency. Now some people leave comments on my page like you should stick to art and not politics. I know most of these people are trolls but all I have to say to that is “Fuck you. Seriously, who the hell do you think you are? Are you jealous because I can illustrate my thoughts into a clear image?” Now most of these trolls are either in Junior High or just assholes (or both). I’ve had some people say I'm not gonna support your art or buy anything from your store because of some of the Trump drawings. That is fine with me because I  would not want their support. If you like the Racist-in-Chief and are suddenly turned off from my art because I made a funny drawing of Trump or a Nazi getting punched out then I don't think you were into my art to begin with. Have you ever seen my drawing of Neo-Nazi trump lover Richard Spencer getting his teeth knocked out? Some of the comments I get from those are a doozy (besides the ones calling me a Kike). They'll say that I shouldn't invoke violence on people even if I don't agree with them. Chill out, it’s a drawing. Do you go to a superhero movies and leave the theater because Spiderman beats up criminal?  You automatically lose the argument with me when you say that Nazis have an ideology that can be debated. I don't tolerate intolerance and I don't normalize hatred as a legitimate belief that should be discussed. Once we allow that to happen, we lose everything.
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