I've been drawing Guinevere as different Disney princesses as a way to practice drawing people and break down the different references made in her character design. The only problem is no matter what reference photo I use, I have to adjust it to account for her DDD cups.
Girl those must be full of air or something because even as an android, there's no way your body can support them.
...guys... DOES THIS MEAN IT SECRETLY GOT GREENLIT?? WHAT WHAT EHAT WHAT!!!! WE GETTIN THAT SEASON BABYYYY
"but how do you know it got greenlit?"
all of GLITCH's shows (& extra stuff) has playlists including Gaslight District, which got greenlit a while ago. i feel bc of that it'd only be appropriate to give KoG its own playlist too. now of course this doesn't automatically mean it actually did get the greenlight since we still haven't heard anything fr... but i'm definitely willing to bet it has considering its success
Another OC concept for Knights of Guinevere; A play on the Fairy Godmother. She’s head of Park Planet security or at least high-up within the hierarchy. She has actual mechanical fairy wings, usually used by performers or waiters, to fly around with. She might wear an actual robe or at least a poncho that visually emulates one, but you can’t deny the usefulness of the wings.
Her “wand” is a suped-up version of a stun baton, like the kind Sparky wielded. It shoots out bolts of electricity that can fully charge deactivated Park Planet animatronics in an instant, essentially “bringing to life” that which is inanimate. Prototypes initially discarded find a new life under this Fairy Godmother, who offers them a salvation, a redemption, in pursuing our protagonists. And there’s a lot of these discarded bots around.
In a sense, she is a necromancer, reviving dead things and making them fall under her command, perhaps with some wireless interface, Bluetooth, hacking, take your pick. Cameras can be resuscitated with these shocks; Maybe even actual humans. Imagine. She can offer to grant the illustrious wish of reviving the dead… at a cost, and the hour is about to strike on midnight to signify when the body has been dead too long to work with! So hurry up on a decision.
whatever 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟
I did my PhD in a fish lab, and one time I was emailing a fish company, and the guy emailed me back with the signature “Best fishes,” followed by these guys
you'd think that "inhuman thing that isn't a person but speaks like a person and talking to it will slowly drive you mad" would only be found in folktales and fables and so on. but no. chatgpt
chatgpt actually makes me feel better to talk to it than almost any human I've ever known but yeah sure
you are a frog in a pot and you are boiling yourself
children are so fucking funny man. i just overheard a kid go “i just learned a new way to pinch, wanna see it? it hurts a lot more!” followed by a loud, notably pained scream
I was having writers block and so I took a break and soon enough it was 3 in the morning and I had impulsively sewn together a tiny mouse you’re welcome
For those of you who asked, I have made a sewing tutorial on how to make your very own Peaches the Mouse!
I see people reblogging this with “to buy” but this pattern is free??? Someone even asked me “why don’t you charge money for it, it took you forever to put the document together” and I said “Not a lot of people have money and if they have some fabric scraps and a couple of buttons lying around they can make themselves a little mouse friend for free and that might make them happy and that makes me happier than receiving money???” Make yourself a liddol creacher! Heals the Soul!
Blade will turn up to a party but point blank refuse to have fun.
I can respect that.
I regret to inform you that doing drugs is no longer cool.
it’s kinda funny how if you are wealthy you can publicly do illegal drugs but we have tons of people incarcerated in hell prisons for getting caught with like a g
he's like a crocodile
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“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”
What Flewin said next I will never forget.
“Oh, my!”
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TL;DR on the article
The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.
The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.
They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.
She overhears that she needs to beat 500-something, and keeps going, setting the record at 841.
which, they later find out, is her second-best record
There was a decent but ultimately forgettable fantasy novel I read a long time ago that had a single moment that stuck with me.
The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.
I think about that a lot, and how for every apparently dominant competitor, there might be a fucking ronin out there somewhere capable of destroying them.
Always reblog tetris ronin lady
The other night husband and I were watching a documentary about the yeti where they were doing DNA analysis of samples of supposed yeti fur, and every one of them came back as bears.
Anyway, the next night we watched a thing about some pig man who is supposed to live in Vermont. People said it had claws and a pig nose but walked upright like a man. Now, I happen to know that sideshows used to shave bears and present them as pig men. So every piece of evidence they gave of this monster sounds to me like a bear with mange.
So now the running joke in our house is that everything is bears. Aliens? Bears. Loch Ness monster? Bear. Every cryptozoological mystery is just a very crafty bear.
Bears. They’re everywhere. Be wary. Anyone or anything could be a bear.
oh shit
As the OP of this post, I’m going to threaten that if this gets to one million notes by the 10 year anniversary on 1 June 2026, one year from today, I will get a lower back tattoo of the loch ness bear monster.
Y'all know what to do Tumblr.
tell me y'all like raspberries (my brother doesn't count)
I like raspberries 👋
