i'll confess. i went on an elliot spree bc on the day i sent my final, the black friday sales were still up in the local comic store so i decided to treat myself. i went and i bought volume 6 of pandora hearts exclusively because of elliot's first appearance. the dude there was kinda mean and laughed at me for asking something obvious, he even went as far as calling the other attendant and tell them about how dumb my question had been. i've been trying not to think about it for the last days. i draw to cope.
but ye, now i have the reference available every time i want.
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honestly this whole thing must have been so funny for cc Zedaph and Tango though. Haven't seen your online friend in ages and you finally get to meet up to go on holiday for two weeks together. One week later you both go to the same charity LAN party and make each other eat terrible sandwiches
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You weren't supposed to see that.
Hey swaggers guess who's back to posting :D
Yeah my old computer died and I basically lost all my art in the fire so that's why I hadn't been posting but I'm fully back now! I wanted to try rendering fully on csp and that's what brought this whole thing on.
This was inspired by this one panel from the lovely creator of Solar Lunacy @bamsara over here ~ The Second Panel
Damn bitch you live like this??
Here's it without the filter :3
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Love that it was not even two seconds before Zane practically declares he'd throw it all away for her. (Then proceeds to give her half his freaking heart not even like, 5 episodes later) if true love is not this then I don't want it
Can't believe we got this amazing ship in the same breath we got the fucking disaster that was the Cole Jay Nya love soap opera fr
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Thinking about Disco Elysium and stars. Something about communal experience and simultaneous isolation, hope and idealism, fear and beauty and terror and burning. The inherent horror in the vast romantic starscape of the sky, the melancholy and loneliness inherent in the untold distance, a communal experience of something too enormous to fathom. Stars bear witness to humanity, to the millions of tiny people crawling on the face of Elysium. They watch the people, and the people watch back, and make up stories about the stars. Stars symbolise love, hope, something unreachable and unattainable.
The way that the light of the stars reaches every single being in Elysium, from human to phasmid, but no matter how far it reaches it is still a cold and distant glow, always on the verge of going out. A moral brilliance, a holy light to strive towards, something always at risk of burning out, but there's a dichotomy too. A duality between the stars as brutal unfeeling observers, moralists even, like the aerostatics flying overhead, tiny dying lights that watch impassively over every terrible thing in the world, and the flipside; stars as the burning kernels of hope, furious burning flames that parallel Harry and his golden-orange forest fire nature. Stars as the light of communism, the star-and-antlers. They're hope and dreams- a million years in the stars. Rockstars and superstars. The light of a brighter future (however short-term that future might be) coming towards them at the end of the tunnel. It makes me think of Sacred and Terrible Air and the light pollution in Vassa- ending light pollution as the world ends. "You may laugh at this, but in the evening, when the big world in the distance swells into a bloody maelstrom, families come out into the street in Vaasa and are insignificant together. Only distant explosions disturb the deep peace of the winter night, its flawless starry sky. Everyone watches, heads tilted back." The stars are a shared experience. Something that everyone watches, insignificant together, when there's nothing more that can be done. Light in the face of darkness, community in the face of inevitability. Togetherness. The stars are there in the church with the ravers. They're there watching Harry and Kim together. Insignificant together. In dark times, should the stars also go out?
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note to franc peartree from orin
i don't know if you can actually find this in game but it doesn't seem to be loaded into any of the map files and it's not in franc peartree's house or basement, so it's likely you can't? anyway. i feel like it somehow paints a hornier picture of gortash and peartree's relationship than his original unedited letters
here is its roottemplates entry, it's named "BOOK_LOW_SerialKiller_PeartreeOrinThreat", and its name in game is "choose wisely"
the note you find on peartree's body is named "BOOK_LOW_SerialKiller_OrinThreat", in game "bloodied note"
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guys I'm turning into a feral animal here. We are living in the era of redscape l o o k at this
Mumbo's title screen:
"mi amore" = my love
not three seconds later:
there he is. the good times have arrived. what in the gay. "my love" and it is just Scar having a jolly and goofy little boat ride. what the. guys wtf. Mumbo could be in a pride parade holding a rainbow flag and that would be less gay than whatever is happening here. what the gay
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