A couple days ago, I took a look back at my life online that all led to where I am now.
It was crazy. The very first thing I made for the internet 16 years ago was a video called “Mario Kart Glitches”, a camripped video that featured no actual glitches. I then made Youtube Poops (although less with sentence mixing and more “take a video and replace words with CDI voice clips”)
Then high school came around and I started to fall in love with collaboration. I made an abridged series with my friend, and I started doing voice work, looking around for dubbing projects and making friends that way, usually through Pokemon-related stuff (including one friend who kinda disappeared off the face of the earth one day. I don’t know if you’re still out there, but if you’re reading this: Hey, Kasumi)
Later on in high school I would start collaborating on Newgrounds and would eventually change my name to Chongo, as it is today. I’d made friends with a small circle of animators on there who took part in an annual animation tournament, usually willing to lend voice acting and occasionally music.
When I went into college, I branched out a lot more. I started my Tumblr, which led to a lot of posting and meeting more people. I started a side blog that ended up more popular than my main blog for a while (shoutouts to @dhmis-audio and All The Stuff I Did There)
Then one day I reached out to send in auditions for a Gravity Falls fan project where I’d meet one of the most important people in my life: Penny Parker. After meeting her and having an incredible time during a table read and a voice call afterwards, we started collaborating. And from there the rest is pretty well-known history. Spagoots, leading to Snapcube and Spagoots Realms. Snapcube would lead to the dubs and making a whole host of friends like Red, Scout, Joy, Alfred, Mar, Ellie & Bee, Camilla, Katy (and that’s just naming a few), and Realms would lead to the Red Kraken.
From there, as I went into the working world, my content went more by the way of music and mashups, but I’d still have an urge to tell stories like with CPU Kerfuffle, with my storytelling getting deeper with stuff like NCCT. And the mashups would lead to stuff like Mad Rat Monday.
And now here we are. It’s crazy to think I’ve been a creator online for well over half my life. 16 years. I wouldn’t watch most of the stuff from my past (and I wouldn’t urge you to look into stuff from more than 7 or so years ago for multiple reasons) but I’m glad it all happened. It led to who I am today.
an essential part of being an obsessive fan of an emo band is believing those two guys with wives and kids are gay for each other. if you don't think those two guys are gay for each other you're just not doing it right
The one week of the year I am being perceived (that's a lie, I am aggressively a lesbian irl. No one can look at me and think I am anything else) ! To celebrate, here is a compilation of what have been slowly taking other my mind these past few months : my star wars sapphic au :)
It's silly, it's inconsistent, it's made for me to have fun drawing women ! So here is every piece of art I made for it until this point, enjoy !
(A lot of them are available as prints on my inprint)
As always, the Palpatine and Dooku designs were made by Stagbeetleboy :) these are his designs
I just wanna say your retro style is so absolutely spot on. I always stop and admire how thoughtful it is, I feel the love you have poured into it. Thank you for sharing them, they delight me every time.
This makes me so, so happy... thank you!! The style developed a couple years ago, when I was going through a pretty stressful part of my life. And while I was (haunted) house-sitting for my grandpa, I decided to put on some old tv programs! (Schoolhouse Rock, my beloved). I found that drawing in a style that harkened back to my childhood cheered me up and was also just really fun and stylistically liberating! :D It's nice being able to make art that has ties to my happy memories and also have people enjoy it just as much as I do <3
Max Verstappen does not own the first trophy he won in single seaters. It sits, instead, in the trophy cabinet at Prema Powerteam, signed and dedicated to the boys who worked on his car in the Ferrari Florida Winter Series. A driver error had put him out of the second race of the opening weekend at Sebring, but his crew (of two) had worked tirelessly to repair the damage and get him back onto the grid for the final race later that day. A week later, in the first race at Palm Beach, Verstappen finished second. The 16 year old could think of no other meaningful way to repay his boys’ hard work than to hand over the glass vase, which represented so much for him as he took his first steps out of karts. But the day after handing over his first trophy, he would take his first ever single seater victory. He stepped off the podium, smiled and said, “This one, I’ll keep.”
It’s astonishing to think that just six months after his first win in single seaters, Max Verstappen has been confirmed as a Formula 1 driver for the 2015 season […]
That Verstappen is talented is in no doubt. From those early races in Florida he was getting up the noses of drivers far more experienced and established than himself […] He did it in Florida, and he’s done it all season in Formula 3. The decision to make his full competitive debut at that level was a surprise in itself as the standard route in would normally have been a few rungs further down the ladder. But as is becoming the way with young Verstappen, normal just doesn’t suffice.
Taking it to the Max - The Buxton Blog (august 19th, 2014)
hc skk both answering “yes” when being asked “do you believe in love at first sight” but for different reasons. Dazai’s thinking about meeting Chuuya at age 15 and Chuuya’s thinking about the golden retriever he saw at the animal shelter 2 weeks prior
Redrawing art for what I call my 90s Rom-Com Collection (unofficial). Think I've come a long way.
When Baz Met Simon...
Can Baz and Simon ever be just friends?
In a city of ten million people, Baz and Simon constantly find themselves involved in each other’s lives. Navigating London, university, relationships and growing up, this is a story about two boys who somehow fell in love, and never realised it.
After all, they barely know each other.
Lonely in London
It's Christmas Eve and a mysterious caller only known as Lonely in London phones in on a radio show: To Be Loved or Not To Be Loved, with Dr. Wellbelove. He reminisces over a boy he fell in love with ten years ago.
Simon listens to the broadcast, and he could only think of one person.