#professorchaos

[xiaobaosg]

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝟏𝟒𝟱 : 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙪𝙚𝙡

Inspired by Professor Chaos and Mysterion from South Park.

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[sillaygoose]

BUTTERS FANART YAYAYAYAYAY

[krakitty123]

how’d i get to a point in life where me and a friend are making essentially low poly south park characters for a math project

[platanosconlechera]

Encontré los tenis del profesor chaos y pus tenia que armarlos #nomamar #southpark x #adidas #professorchaos #butters #buttersstotch https://www.instagram.com/p/CjRp2WQDznv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[agentdickens929]

[beerselfie]

#Repost @bevansbeer PEOPLE OF EARTH!!... Your meaningless lives are about to get a hell of a lot juicier!!! I AM PROFESSOR CHAOS!!! And this one magnificent labour of love! Professor Chaos | NEIPA | 7.1% from @mountainculturebeerco Aw hamburgers! I'd be happy if the world was flooded with this juicy treat! Filled to the brim with Mosaic Cryo, Galaxy and Cashmere hops... This beer will have you juiced up to conquer the planet!! The Hill People's reign of terror is complete! Mwahahahaha! 🔥🍻 Special shout out to my arts & crafts department for whipping me up this chaotic helmet @jellinor_rigby ❤️ #mountainculture #professorchaos #NEIPA #craftbeer #limitedrelease #lifestooshortforshitbeer #craftnotcrap #southpark #beerselfie #beerpics #beerprops #beerphotography #beerphoto #teampixel #beerlover #beerworld #beeraustralia #craftbeeraustralia #hillpeople #juicy #ipalife #ipalot #beerinstagrammers #beerinfluencer #beerisart #beerisgood #beercommunity #ilovebeer #bevansbeer https://www.instagram.com/p/Ced4WL1r9oI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[automatoon]

I like South Park now..i never thought i'd say that.

[north-park]

Everyday i wish professorchaos didn't deactivate bc i want to take their Kenny Hot Take post and make a "read the sign" signal anytime i see someone mischaracterizes Kenny

[sp-newkidkris]

Ike: Master of comebacks

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(Small note since there was a big gap between pages. I actually started a 2d animation and illustration college course at the beginning of the month so that's my excuse for no posts on here or on @ask-professorchaos)

[pockyyart]

woah, whats this?? a come back??? guess what im back bitches, after a lenghty almost 2 whole years so yeah, be prepared for some south park, possibly even an ask blog if i become daring enough lol

[ihavebuttersinnocence]

Built a lava pit today don't let freedom pals and mysterion know about it

[mystewion]

redrew a few small scenes from a roleplay @professorchaos and i have been chipping at for the past year...kenny and chaos share a natural affinity for being pretentious and weird in the most embarrassingly compatible of ways. snippet from the 23k word long monster below the cut

(kenny uses she/they/he pronouns and chaos uses he/him at this point in the narrative! enjoy :) perceive at your own peril)

"You'd have to ask Butters Stotch, I suppose," said Chaos with a wry smile. "I believe that his sense of self-preservation was somewhere in the negatives. Hence... this whole situation." He gestured down at himself, giving a mock bow, a little dip of the head almost like a curtsy. "And I could easily ask you the same- even I could barely put up with him then. I suppose you two were similarly reckless, weren't you?" He rolled his eyes and huffed out another little laugh. He knew that Leo didn't understand it yet, so he doubted that Kenny would, but talking about Butters like he wasn't around anymore was almost cathartic. A eulogy, to something not quite dead.

Kenny didn't turn to look at him, but also didn't try to hide the look of something bordering between slight-revulsion and near-complete understanding that made a mockery of her face. All she could really manage was a pitiful, sorry laugh as she pulled a second cigarette out of her pocket and lit it - while the first still burned weakly in her mouth.

"Why do I feel like we've been to each others funerals already - and," she coughed a vile, phlegmy, chain-smoker's cough, "done downright unspeakable things with each other at the receptions?" Chaos blinked at her, then let out a loud laugh, discordant and rough. It felt like violin strings were snapping in his throat, forcing out a raw and painful sound that was both completely unlike him and, somehow, the most natural state for him to be; untuned. He pinched out his cigarette between two fingers with hardly a wince and threw it to the ground.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ, McCormick. If only the sonnets could cut so deep." He raised a hand to his face, a few harsh giggles escaping as he stroked the scar that cut through his left eye with a certain fondness. As the months passed and they continued meeting like this, clashing and merging and clashing again like waves on the shore, that particular memory was becoming something he was thankful for. The pain he'd felt that day, the dull, throbbing discomfort he felt now- it was the thing that really tied them together, he thought. The one thing he had over Leo and Butters: a familiarity with pain that rivalled Kenny's familiarity with death.

He let his hand fall and between his dangling legs, looking up at her from between the hunch of his shoulders. He didn't know what kind of expression he was wearing right now, but he actually found himself hoping, in that moment, that it was tender.

Not once did Kenny’s eyes leave Chaos' face - not that she could have even torn her gaze away if she’d wanted to. As if the past seven years - seven fucking years - had been a pot set to boil that had never quite overflowed, a heat expanded in her chest that blurred her vision and burnt her cheeks. In what world did she deserve be the one that got to see this side of him?

This was a different sort of warmth to what she was used to. Softer around the edges like sea foam that lingered on the sand even after the tide had recessed from the shore. Soft like the last blanket of leaves in autumn, too wet with rain to crunch. Soft like whispered promises in empty houses, like the last traces of ash melting away in the morning snow.

 When she began to move it was without thought or reason, only honest impulse and a healthy dose of soul-crushing guilt. In one slow and trembling movement, she discarded her first cigarette to the ground - not even bothering to stomp it out - and with a gentleness she reserved only for seldom few, she cupped Chaos’ cheek in her hand. In an act of morbid tenderness, Kenny traced the gut-wrenchingly familiar scar from the jagged tip above his eyebrow, through the flutter of his eyelashes, and down the flat plane of his cheek. She didn’t dare retrace the path yet - not when it was still so fresh on the tips of her fingers. But she couldn’t pull her hand away from him, not yet. A boundary had been crossed - one they had both ducked and avoided for so many years, and now they were going to have to face it together.

Kenny let the smoke filter out of the corner of her mouth and into the night, and then spoke with an expression she hoped Chaos read as sincere. “I've done a lot of unforgivable things in my life - and I've got a lot of apologising to do to a lot of people, especially you,” And in a motion that felt almost sacrilegious, she grazed her thumb across his cheek once more. “But I can't apologise for this.” Fingers still trembling, she drew her hand back again and let it rest awkwardly in the palm of her empty hand. "No matter how much I wish I could." She added - almost too quietly to hear against the heavy drumming of her own heart.

For one incredibly confusing moment, Chaos he thought that maybe Kenny had done something- that her touch had somehow infected him, poisoned him with the ancient death that lurked inside her. It was as if the air in his lungs had been frozen, and the numb cold settling in his chest almost overwhelmed him. It was with great difficulty that he pulled himself up from beneath the ice.

“You,” he told her, realising with horror that he was shaking, and then, with even greater horror, that his body was so distant from his mind he couldn’t force it to stop, “never.” He coughed, and the splinters of ice in his chest felt like they were digging right into his heart. He clutched at his shirt, as if he might cradle the ache in his hands.

Get a hold of yourself, he thought, with a frustration bordering on anger, this isn’t you.

Still, the trembling refused to subside. He bit his lip, hard, and the copper tang of blood met him like an old friend. He was- he was in control of this. He could handle it. He would. 

“You never needed to,” he spat out, eventually, hardly knowing what he was saying yet knowing it was, somehow, the raw and confusing truth, “or maybe it’s that you never needed to apologise for anything else. The one thing that was your fault, and it was- it doesn’t matter. It’s never mattered. God!” He laughed, sounding deranged, because it also mattered more than anything, but he didn’t know how to explain that to her- that Butters saw it like a gruesome friendship bracelet, that Leo saw it like some hastily stitched red thread.

That Chaos, right there and then, saw it like a blood pact. A reminder that things which hurt, even enough to blind you, could still be good. 

[alextar16]

I can hardly be called a fan of any sitcom, TV series, anime, but this series will always remain for me number one, #southpark forever. One of my favorite episodes, Good Times with Weapons and the consummate Professor Chaos. My practice of working with a blender 3D __________________________________ Меня сложно назвать фанатом какого-либо ситкома, сериала, аниме, но этот сериал навсегда останется для меня номером один, #сауспарк навсегда. Один из моих любимых эпизодов, Славные времена с оружием и непревзойденный Профессор Хаос. Моя практика работы с блендер 3D . . . . . . #fanart #professorchaos #sitcom #blender3d #3dmodel #digitalartists #characterart #digitalportrait #videoshot #3dartist #buttersstotch #kennymccormick https://www.instagram.com/p/CPgAnkJjUNd/?utm_medium=tumblr

[stan-marshmallows]

Idk what it is, but ever since I started watching this show, Kenny and Butters have always been my two favourite characters to draw. So have some doodles of those precious beans. ^^

[prince-myxomatosis]

So.. Butters just shoved a minion up my character's butt.. 🤣 #LeopoldButtersStotch #ProfessorChaos #TheFracturedButWhole #SouthPark #PCGaming #Ubisoft #Steam #Beehaw #PrincessMyxomatosis https://www.instagram.com/p/CAHvKa2pR87/?igshid=9oemey7btogy