puddlebunni, The Contributor
A peppy wave-motion gun toting space pirate who's got a love of old games and comics. Also a game arts student trying their best.
Book: Dune by Frank Herbert
Comic: Homunculus by Hideo Yamamoto
Anime: Scrapped Princess, Fantastic Children
Game: Z.H.P. Unlosing Ranger VS Darkdeath Evilman, Valkyria Chronicles 2
I like to make funnies from time to time: https://peasbelieve.tumblr.com
Here's the current jams: http://suan.fm/mix/IloQhuS
Nen! It's the energy of life! You've trained for years and finally it's time for your super awesome Water Divination Hatsu test! Find out your Hatsu and make Sensei proud, kiddo.
For those of you who don't know, Hatsu and Nen and all that are from this great thing called Hunter X Hunter. You don't have to know HXH stuff to play, but just say'n. Also, this is my first story game (not counting that middle finger to WC a while back) and I wanted to make a cool personality test. You may have multiple paths, so feel free to do whatever. I think martial arts look cool. Have fun!
Recent PostsDraw My Attention (Age of Banning) on 5/11/2017 2:52:34 PM
Delete this "story". It's actually just a single page question about ISIS. Should've been a forum post.
My First Concert Experience (Includes Visuals) on 5/10/2017 2:26:47 PM
That's...That's untrue! I just googled furiously. I look more like Connie from Steven U, but no glasses.
But it was really scary to see everyone look the same. It was like a hive mind thingy from hipster space.
My First Concert Experience (Includes Visuals) on 5/9/2017 7:59:31 PM
It was only little teensy bit back that I got to experience my first concert, and it was very pinky-purpley. I think it was a pretty great time, even with all the vaping millennials hangin' about.
"Do you like the 1975?" Asked a dear friend of mine, money in hand and finger hovering dangerously over the enter button.
"Uh...Yeah, they're great," I answered, trying to remember what the 1975 was.
And so the tickets were ordered.
It was right after an insane night of dancing at some gay prom ("I don't wanna do this," I had screamed, hanging onto that ceiling handle thingy in the car as we swerved wildly to some Ed Sheeran song about a guy bleaching his butt or something. "I'm not even gay. Everyone is gonna be making out and it'll be like middle-school again, why would anyone do this.") and at least 3 hours of aimless character customization on Sims 4. We were tired. We were young. We were waiting 8 hours on cold concrete in the middle of Seattle with a coloring book themed round "Daily Annoyances" and a pack of mini washable markers. We were ready.
Lemme tell you folks: Waiting wasn't so bad. I liked doodling and talking to people, like this one dentist lady from Oregon who thought saxophones were sexy, or that on guy who was very pretty and was weaving flowers in into his shoe laces. Nobody was smoking weed or shooting each other. We shared donuts. The only scary thing that happened was the dress code. Like, I was in a sea of Tumblr aesthetic bloggers with varying degrees of music-video inspired accessories. Every girl was wearing mom jeans and some shade of mustard yellow, while every boy was straight out of a Troye Sivan photo shoot. It was terrifying. Also, Mob Mentality is terrifying. We were like a herd of lemmings, albeit more matte lipstick.
^^Portrait of everyone attending the concert, very accurate.
I'm going to skip over the herding and stampeding to the entrance part, you've seen movies.
SO WE FINALLY GET THERE: A moody darkness, a glow-in-the-dark off-limits bar, fog machines... It was killing me. I was anxious. I wanted to see what we had come there for, and the FOG MACHINES WERE SETTING ME OFF, AAAAAAAAAUGH. I think that somewheres, up theres, God heard me, forgave me for previously attending a homosexual dance event, and sent out the opening act.
The openers were some really hot-dang good Brit guys called Colouring ("Ehts wit a' 'U', ehkay?"). The main vocalist was powerful and fantastic. The second openers were not so good, as they featured some edgey Hot Topic inspired cat-eyed girls and one very nice bassist with a very, very nice striped sweater. Here's a visual:
^^Artist's Googled rendition of Sweater Bassist, if found, please return to nearest edgey 80' band.
Anyways, it was all fine and dandy but also hot and sweaty. We were trying to get to the front so we could, and I quote: "Kidnap Matty Healy and his amazing, good hot jewfro because I'm low on vitamin jewfro" (Not my words, promise). It was a bad idea. Everybody was heating the crap outta everybody else, and it was hard to enjoy the music/breath. I think I was stepping on some guys feet, I caught sight of some girl's NarutoxSasuke IPhone wallpaper.
Happily, the trio of guys behind us were really cool and joined in on our "I can't wait to see Ed Sheeran" incorrectness shenanigans. We had leave 'cos we were dying, though. I felt bad for the short Mexican guy. He was so short.
Right around when I had to pee, the fog machines REEEAAALLY started pumping. The lights went reeeeeeeeal low. Everybody screamed. I decided to hold it.
Things to know about seeing the 1975/any millennial semi-hipster 80's inspired band (why is it called 1975 if the music is 80's inspired?) live:
- Matty Healy will most likely smoke/drink on stage. It's an aesthetic thing, I'm sure, but it wont stop me from liking it. He downed maybe half a bottle by the end of the concert.
- The person with the best hair will be the only one anybody knows the name of.
- Somebody will cry inexplicably.
- Somebody will vape, but they will be hidden by the ominous fog machines.
- Everybody will slow dance at one point, even if nobody knows how to slow dance. It will be glorious, it will be beautiful. It will be sweaty.
At one point, Matty Healy told us all to put down our phones 'cos we'd remember it better, but I had a stupid dinky flip phone so I didn't need to worry about it. That thing has terrible sound quality! Zero stars!
Around the end, he said something like this:
"Do you ever think, 'What is God?' Is it just a word people use for their own litigations? What is that? Oh? You love me? You love me? Why, thank you. That doesn't help my existential crisis, but I love you too. You people that have a religion... Good for you. I'm real fucking envious of that, you know? This is a song about not knowing wha the fuck is going on."
And he proceeded to sing sadly about lesbian lips or something. I danced very hard and got some people to dance with me. It's very easy to get swept up in concerts.
^^Realistic portrayal of me dancing and friend screaming.
In the end everybody was gay and tired and needed to pee at the same time. I waited with my friend in the car for the traffic to die out and we watched some homeless guy angrily sort out recycling. It was a blast. He was so angry, but he did a very good job.
I'd say the concert was a success. To be honest, I'm still not a major-mega fan of the 1975, but I think they are pretty cool and at least Matty Healy seems a little real. My favorite songs were the instrumentals that sounded like stars and breaking glass. I was also really impressed with the fact that they sound exactly as they do on the CD. Whoa!
So, there ya have it. My first time at a concert. I'm sure you people have been outside at one point in time, so...uh..What about your concert experiences? Yup, you guys now.
Writing Prompts Week #15 on 5/9/2017 6:10:11 PM
Sounds like TV-14 Axe Cop!
Its Britney Bitch on 5/8/2017 6:21:48 PM
Welcome to CYS, I'm sure-- Ooooooh, "Britney Bitch". I'm afraid we're all full up on Britney Bitches here, you're gonna have to head over to Wattpad or some other vaguely literary webhole unless you plan on fighting the other Britney Bitches to the death.
So, like, hi!
Writing Prompts Week #15 on 5/8/2017 6:08:21 PM
OOOH webcomic! I'll be happy to see it! OOOOOOOOOOOOH!
Writing Prompts Week #15 on 5/8/2017 3:23:40 PM
Bah I'm such a loser, I never even finished. Oh well! I'll try for reals this week.
Pointless Birthday Announcement! on 5/6/2017 6:54:44 PM
Uh, I don't remember that. Must be a slip up in your coding. Maybe it's about time we retire you, ya old clunker. Recycle yer parts!
Pointless Birthday Announcement! on 5/6/2017 6:53:34 PM
It makes me think of pee puddles...In an almost endearing, cute way, if that's possible.
Pointless Birthday Announcement! on 5/5/2017 3:18:19 PM
It's absolutely delightful. It's like the most shonen/least shonen shonen ever. Surprisingly good characters, surprisingly interesting fights. 99 version is darker and has more filler, but it has a certain mood and it has a lot of sentimentality. 2011 version is more balanced and brighter!