🇧🇷 | Fit's impression of Felps from the QSMP Brazil meetup.
Fit: Felps... Felps is not a human being. Felps is- is hilarious, like he just– He would just spawn in to places, you feel me? Like, he wouldn't like drive to the function or like show up at the house or whatever, he would just sh– he would just appear. Felps would just appear, he–
Fit: He's an enigma, he's like an entity, he's a Brazilian entity is what he is. But no– Felps was just a funny guy, I really enjoyed hanging out with him.
So I did go a little bit weird with this years gift.... I did do art! But I also recorded a.... fan episode? Of Americas Playground! It's 1.5h of me alone playing mall kids and recording myself doing voices in a little fan adventure! I'm no professional podcaster (as you can hear), but sometimes you have an idea but don't have time for a 20 page comic and you are not a fic writer, so you gotta do what you gotta do!
You can listen to it here!
The kids are back at the pier- for the Christmas market! And this time it's no air baloon, it's a carousel! Or it would be, if not all the carousel horses had been stolen.... and now there's a mall detective sneaking around, messing up all kind of things.... Eluise, Melinda, Cattie, Sank and Pomp (and the immortal doll and Princeton of course) have to find the horses so they can have a peacful Christmas!
And if you don't want to listen, here are some sketches!
it's okay to just admit that you're jealous of me, you're obsessin', just confess it 'cause it's obvious i'm your number one.
(or, edwin payne's cunty hot girlypop brat summer)
Oh, dang, I've just discovered your art recently, but (as someone who's been around for a While) you give off the vibe that you've been in the fandom for a long time!!!
HFHFF ive been on tumblr a long time!! homestuck spores breezing by clinging to my socks for years as time passes until i finally decided to step into the forest fr.... (aka ive been listening to broadway karkat since i was 13? 14? despite not being able to read past A Young Man Stands In His Bedroom)
This year, Maria Brechane, Miss Universe Brazil, dazzles with a unique tribute to the majestic Blue Arara, representing not only the beauty, but the cultural and natural richness of Brazil. The costume is a symphony of shades of blue, a visual poem that celebrates the preservation and stunning diversity of our country, incorporating elements of the Amazon; indigenous heritage; the contagious energy of cultural festivities such as carnivals and folk festivals; and the joy that characterizes our nation. By incarnating two versions of the Blue Mackerel, Maria highlights not only the fight for the survival of this species, but also the remarkable presence of the Canindé Mackerel, symbolizing the diversity that extends from the Atlantic Kill to the heart of the Amazon Rainforest. More than a representation of the Amazon, the Blue Mackerel becomes an ambassador for the entire nation. Mary, by dressing and carrying these magnificent birds, becomes a winged guardian, conveying the vital message of conservation and highlighting the dangers that threat these incredible creatures and the biodiversity they represent.
thinking about this post on how Ed’s impossible bird alludes to the albatross and now all I can think about is how these past 3 episodes feel like a play on the Rime of the Ancient Mariner…he’s crashing weddings to make sure everyone knows that he’s the mariner who shot the albatross, who cursed his luck and life; but what’s interesting is he also seems to be his own albatross. it’s his own weight hanging around his neck. and the act curses his crew—he kills the part of himself that guides sailors safely—and they are now forced to turn on him, their souls sucked away by his curse. and he’s ready to reconcile the guilt of it all via his own death, he wants to do so, but he just cannot seem to die:
“Alone, alone, all, all alone, / Alone on a wide wide sea! / And never a saint took pity on / My soul in agony.
The many men, so beautiful! / And they all dead did lie: / And a thousand thousand slimy things / Lived on; and so did I.”
but then finally, in the darkest night of the greatest carnage, he’s suddenly reminded that he’s not alone like he thought—there’s life in the sea, and it’s beautiful and fiery-warm. and it’s the moment he feels love again that the albatross finally frees itself from his neck and falls into the water. it’s the feeling of love that breaks the curse.
…is this something? can’t tell if this is a thing or if i’m charlie day meme-ing myself this show has broken me
please excuse the late post - here is my contribution to this year’s BMC big bang, run by the lovely rhi at @bmc-bigbang !!
my art is for the wonderful fic “it’s not everyday you meet yourself”, [https://archiveofourown.org/works/52317070] by @descending-snow . it’s an extremely fun michael-centric time-travel au and EVERYONE GO READ IT OKAY.
please check out everything else posted this year! there is some INCREDIBLE stuff made by extremely lovely and talented people!! go enjoy the bmc content!!