It can be scary to not have a set path, but it can also be freeing! Life isn’t just drawn out for us, but that allows us to pick our own direction and pace.
we could have mobile games like cool math duck life and papas pizzeria and bloonz tower defense and old masterpieces like original angry birds and jet pack joyride and small online games like webkinz home before dark and polar bear plunge and flash games like holeio and snake and we could have barbie dress up and horse riding and we could have them all without thousands of shitty 2 minute ads and microtransactions and unskippable popups and imbedded app store links and we could have new games new incredible story based adventures, puzzles, well designed mini platformers, we have an entire universe of unexplored medium right here in the palm of your hand! we could have REAL games! real wonderful games not misleading not clickbait we could have everything in the whole wide world and we could have them them on the phone! WE COULD HAVE THEM ON THE PHONE !!!!!!!!!!! DOES IT NOT MAKE YOU SICK???? DOES IT NOT SHATTER YOUR HEART !!!!
Watching back Iskall's charity stream Guess the Build POV is wild.
It goes from "person with big eyebrows" through "baby Grian" to "a duck-dog hybrid taking a poop" and lands on "disrespectful small dog". I believe this round typifies two rules that control the trajectory of any HC guess the build:
If you make a generic person, do not give them a red shirt, or they will immediately be interpreted as Grian, and
Skizzleman has a beautiful mind and will never guess what you think he is about to guess.
No one can pinpoint when it was started but it was clearly bountiful.
New orchards of plums apples and several other fruit whisper promises of fruits in the years to come.
Bee houses buzzed with life and ducks quacked and scurried to and from their pond, coop and the garden.
Vegetables by the rows with seasonal berries brushes spring up at the corners of the property.
Greenery that almost seemed to glow with how lush it was.
It was like a small oasis in the desert of Gotham’s dirty land.
And it was ran by only three people.
The woman’s name was Sam. She was known as an activist who seemed to do the primary care of the plants. The property was in her name and she went out of her way to invite people to take what they need.
Danny was the most well known of the trio. He brought the produce into the heart of the city. Anywhere that would take the food, kitchens, pantries, school cafeterias even people’s doorsteps.
Tucker was the technical mastermind, hidden but equally important. The sprinklers, planning of the pollination rotation, harvesting planning and statistics were his main focus on the farm. Not a single square inch of the the land was not under his watchful gaze.
All the food was fresh or properly stored and most interesting of all free.
breaking my self imposed rule of “if i can’t hear Mel Blanc saying this 100% clarity i will labor over this for hours until i can otherwise i refuse to draw it” for a funny. saw this text post months ago, threw the second image together as a placeholder until i drew it and then never did