#rage of the frogs

[kop-mischief]

For anyone who might need this today (Trust me. You need this today) 11min of pure joy.

[yamsdiary]

YOO SEONG A, The Frog (2024) Teaser

[mumblelard]

the neodymium microcosmos or the anticipation of received forms

last week was the seventeenth anniversary of my first post in this place and after three thousand one hundred thirty-seven posts, i am pretty sure i'm still not doing it right

my kids and my girlfriend came over friday night and we drank pink lemonade tequila spritzers and ate pizza and shared this week's stories. it was a really nice night

yesterday, a cover of thirteen by big star came on the radio, and i was barely able to explain to cassidy how that song always makes me cry just before i lost my voice

last night i dreamt of quitting, i dreamt of a magazine cover with red stars on a blue field and no words, and i dreamt again of walls filled with pastel fauna absent menace or comfort

today, i am spending the day with finn and fall and they have surprises in store!

this week spans bloomsday, the solstice, the full moon, and midsummer

i'm spending next weekend in the mountains up near the gorge and my anticipation grows

[memequeenofyourdreamz]

[sadistic-softie]

More of various characters with poorly edited Plushie Dreadfuls.

(I spun a wheel to decide which characters I did)

[frogspawned]

pet peeve is when a story tells us something is aberrant, but it seems to matter more about who does the behavior than the behavior itself. rorschach in snyder's watchmen isn't going too far; we watch nite owl and silk spectre ii snap necks and arms with gleeful, loving abandon, in slow motion no less, while they lecture the audience about rorschach's violence. heroes frequently torture the plot contrivance out of a villain and then moralize to the camera when the villains do the same. indominus rex's killing spree doesn't shock or appall me; all the jurassic world dinosaurs act like mindless killing machines, and the camera lingers, rapturous, on their cruelty. it's not an outlier. there's nothing interesting about it beyond as a set piece.

in a better script, the indominus rex would have had pathos; a chimera made for entertainment, for profit, stitched together with no regard for itself and placed in a lonely box. a freak among freaks. of course it would be mad. but the film wasn't interested in it as an animal, or a character, only as a moving piece of scenery for people to scream at or breathe tensely while it can clearly smell and reach them but doesn't, because it isn't a character and doesn't have motivations.

it's just sort of boring, i suppose. it tries like all other empty drab things do to cover it with bombast and roaring and soaring brassy scores but it's just sort of dull. a sprawl of nothing.

conversely peele's nope is a transcendent monster movie, imo, because it thinks about the the whys and hows, how jean jacket perceives the world, how the world perceives her, and lets that shape the narrative as much as jupe or emerald or gordy. they consulted biologists and behaviorists, digging into the meat of it. the creature as a camera as an animal as a device. nope has layers. it takes its own insane premise seriously, and has something to say, and is a goddamn good movie. i forgot where i was going with this.

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: three digital illustrations based on episodes of the owl house. The first image is based on Understanding Willow and features Amity and Inner Willow. Amity looks at Inner Willow regretfully, holding a hand to her chest, as Inner Willow stands surrounded by pink fire, yelling at Amity with steam coming from her eyes. Lyrics are written crookedly across the background: "I'm not here for your entertainment/your the kinda guy that likes some fun/am I just here for a bit of amusement?/you'll never be my NUMBER 1!!!".

The second image is based off For the Future and features Willow and Hunter. Hunter hugs willow, his face obscured, as she sobs and vines glow green around them both. The lyrics this time are written more neatly in the middle of the image and read "are you bored?/or are you scared?/what happened to secrets we shared?/ Did I say something/? Have I crossed the line?/you know I never meant it/when I said I was FINE!".

The final image is both drawings on one canvas with no lyrics. Each image has a dark blue background. End ID]

Thinks about Willow's repressed emotions and eats glass. Cutely (song is Con Man by The Tuts!)

[itsdeathofabachelor]

Omg my favourite pairing!!! Horrible creature and his ugly fucking boyfriend!!! Omg haiiii!!!!

[breezycreates]

s c r e a m

[shanedagoat]

Daily Sketches from March 1st - March 10th, 2024

[bikinigoldbaby]

they say “you used to be so kind ,

i never knew you had such a dirty mind”

well , i went to the doctors believing

the devil had control over me and

i was finding it hard to breathe and

finding it hard to fight the feeling 🏩👙

[broken-clover]

19- Bows

Wow, it's amazing how much less you want to kill everything when you get a decent nights' sleep...not that it seems to have helped with my posting schedule thought, heh.

Milphelt time! Another thing that I'm surprised took me so long to get to.

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“Uh, I guess this one’s pretty…?”

She turned over the price tag and winced. “Maybe not that pretty.”

“How many times do I have to remind you?” A teasing elbow prodded her side. “Don’t worry about a budget! Mr. Kiske said we could get whatever we wanted!”

“I know, I know.” Still, her mouth pursed into a crooked line.

“Millia…”

A hand patted her shoulder. When she looked up, a stuffed bush dog was staring her in the face.

With a very unflattering noise, she recoiled back and started to laugh. “Elphelt! Don’t startle me like that!”

“Aww, it startled you?” A pink-framed face poked out from behind it, grinning with glee. “I was just trying to be silly! But I guess it distracted you at least, huh?” She adjusted the shoulder strap on her purse, letting the toy dangle by her hip. One hand pointed down the hall. “If you’re not feeling anything here, wanna try the next section? They might have something you like better over there!”

Millia offered a half shrug. “Worth a try. Are you sure you didn’t want to put any of the ones in here?”

She let herself be pushed along as Elphelt nudged her in the direction of the next set of displays. The girl’s chunky baby-pink heels clunked against the carpet with every step. “Nope! I’ll do it later! Let’s find something for you first, okay?”

Even if she didn’t really understand, she could still entertain the idea. The two of them were flocked on either side by satin, lace, and sheer chiffon, not even mentioning the absurd amount of ribbons and bows on every surface. Millia didn’t know when the last time was that she’d even gone dress-shopping, which only made looking through the higher-end sections more daunting. Elphelt, at least, was exactly in her element, looking over the bridal gowns with an incomparable look of glee.

“Oooooh, oh oh oh look at that one!” They stopped in front of a fluffy-skirted ensemble with a large bow on the back. “That’d look super cute, wouldn’t it?”

Millia had no strong feelings other than confusion. Still, she pulled it off the rack. “I guess. Want me to try it on?”

“Yes! Oh, yesyesyes let’s go put it on right now!”

If nothing else, Elphelt offered emotional support in abundance. The same went for clothing assistance. One thing she’d started to figure out was that wedding dresses tended to be incredibly complicated to put on. She didn’t have any idea how people were supposed to put them on by themselves, between the zips and the ties and the ribbons, it had to be too much for any one person to handle.

El hung the dress on the changing room’s hook while she undressed from her street clothes. Compared to her partner's abundance of cute, playful accessories, her own winter peacoat looked rather drab in comparison. Millia shed it in a heap along one of the room’s chairs and got to work on the buttons of her blouse.

She realized that Elphelt was staring. “Is something wrong?”

“Oh. Uh,” sheepish, the girl sat down and looked elsewhere. “Sorry. I know we’ve been together a while, I just still get distracted looking at you sometimes. I-I can give you some privacy, lemme know when you’re done!”

Something about that made Millia chuckle to herself. “I’m going to need you to help me get it on, anyway. It’s fine.”

“Right. Right!” She immediately scurried over with the dress in her arms. Then it was just a matter of undoing all the zips, stepping inside, trying to slip it on, realizing the zip wasn’t down all the way, undoing the ribbon they had missed…

“Hehe, I guess I’m starting to get why you don’t wear these all that much. Some of these are really hard!”

“I’ll admit, I was never really all that into dresses. Not in a long time, at least…” She turned in the mirror, looking over her shoulder. “They’re not the most practical. If they’re tight, it’s hard to kick.”

Elphelt nodded, fiddling with one of the bows. “Yeah, that one I get. That’s why I like my skirts all floofy! Lets me move around a lot more!”

“Goodness knows I’ve seen plenty of that. I still don’t know if I’ll ever understand how you can fight in heels.”

“It’s all a matter of practice! And good balance! Apparently it’s a good calf workout, I can kick my shoe off all the way across the courtyard!” Her cheeks pinkened a bit. “Which…which I absolutely found out on purpose.”

“Oh?” Millia tilted her head, giving mirror-Elphelt a teasing little look. “As much as I prefer flats, if they’re useful as a weapon, I might have to try them out sometime.”

She could tell that the girl was trying to feign confidence, as it was incredibly cute. “D-definitely! And I think it’d look good on you! So, um, what do you think of the dress you picked out?”

As much as she hoped that she’d immediately be blown away by the sight of herself in the mirror, it was barely a slight breeze. Even when she turned around, the only part that stood out was the large bow on the back. How strange that something so difficult to put on could still feel so bland.

“I don’t know. I’m not sure if I like it,” she replied, hesitant.

Elphelt simply gave her an understanding smile “No worries! We’ve still got months! We can try on as many dresses as we want. Your perfect outfit has gotta be somewhere, we'll just have to find it!”

[misspiggy-realestateagent]

They successfully ruined your life, robbed you of the support that you needed. You gave me so much and they robbed me of the chance to thank you, thank you for all of the love and support you gave me. You gave me hope in my darkest days.

They managed to succeed once, but I swear to you I won’t let them do it again second time.

[ashtonisvibing]

heket's boss fight constantly reminding me on how much i hate the yellow fleece

[ultimate-sword-showdown]

Round 3, Match 4: Flaming Poisoning Raging Sword of Doom vs. Masamune (CT)

Flaming Poisoning Raging Sword of Doom

[podcast, no picture]

From: The Adventure Zone

Wielder: Magnus Burnsides

This sword features a massive blade wreathed in flames and has a scorpion’s stinger affixed to its point. The sword was made so expensive that the players would never be able to purchase it. However, Taako, one of the players, bought a stone that could be traded for the most expensive thing someone owns. Taako then immediately traded the stone for the Flaming Poisoning Raging Sword of Doom, although he never intended to use it. He wore it ornamentally for a while before giving it to Magnus Burnsides, who did later use it in battle.

Masamune

From: Chrono Trigger

Wielder: Frog

The Masamune was created by Melchior from the Ruby Knife, and was wielded by Frog’s close friend Cyrus, who attempted to use the sword to kill Magnus. His failure to do so resulted in his unfortunate death. Later, the party is able to repair it with the help of Melchior, the sword’s original creator. Frog then takes up the Masamune against Magnus, to do what Cyrus could not.

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

my brother is playing sdv for the first time and he just sent me this

i think its going well