tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15276067794487477602024-02-18T23:55:31.927-05:00No HumourThe melancholic life of a phlegmatic girl trying to be sanguine in a choleric world.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-17700940490901024742011-08-17T14:14:00.000-04:002011-08-17T14:14:21.520-04:00Couldn't be arsed to clean the table first<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLWJnD1IWGMtGpuluHhhspG7PG7KxtbhjzECVNUMarU2FQtPW5F0ssX8e9f8njTq1xw_s2UyKrmcUdp8kVE9AOekQMEUJVFcUI3zwHIXx8fbBhTV_7__mLDzf29JU9eK9BcF5XdzDhoM/s1600/1.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZLWJnD1IWGMtGpuluHhhspG7PG7KxtbhjzECVNUMarU2FQtPW5F0ssX8e9f8njTq1xw_s2UyKrmcUdp8kVE9AOekQMEUJVFcUI3zwHIXx8fbBhTV_7__mLDzf29JU9eK9BcF5XdzDhoM/s320/1.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Oh gosh! A package?! A package upon which the addresses have been mysteriously blurred out? What could possibly be inside???<br />
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Oh gosh, I'm so excited, what could it beeee?<br />
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Balls of trash! Just what I've always wanted!<br />
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No, wait, it's... lurn keychains! What I've always wanted slightly more than balls of trash!<br />
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They look really nice. One of them is a bit concave, which makes me laugh. They're also hard as shit. I was expecting something a bit softer, I guess? Shrinkydinks are neat.<br />
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Sweet Snake agrees!Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-6507202053002164962011-08-12T11:40:00.001-04:002011-08-12T11:41:38.966-04:00sharky shut up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWU1B7IxlG2Y81pp_WJh-YY-urj5kXVZ9qn_fxYFSzr-rglEIhjrgI5n8xqqh3zyV7OWvUdj1Ohv6owt42PxSB99KqFRu8SplUkmYvdwuZnBNGSXZSKsOQRDTfAPL0891D-dOAzMx8IQ0/s1600/LOLDICKS.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWU1B7IxlG2Y81pp_WJh-YY-urj5kXVZ9qn_fxYFSzr-rglEIhjrgI5n8xqqh3zyV7OWvUdj1Ohv6owt42PxSB99KqFRu8SplUkmYvdwuZnBNGSXZSKsOQRDTfAPL0891D-dOAzMx8IQ0/s640/LOLDICKS.PNG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Ah, mod applications. The whole business is terribly amusing. Everyone running around, making two-dimensional attempts to look good in front of staff so they'll get chosen. </div><br />
What kills me is that people actually put "I mini-mod a lot" on their applications. A tip; we don't like minimods. It's one thing if someone reminds a new user that they can't advertise, but some people habitually use enforcing rules as an excuse to yell at users that annoy them.<br />
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You can't do that. You can't bend the rules and you can't dislike anybody.<br />
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Sure, there are people who I dislike on neurogalaxy. But I can't show that, not ever. A moderator is friendly and nice to everyone, regardless of how shitty they are. Even if they're practically spitting in your mouth, you've got to stand there and keep smiling. There have been times when I've been so pissed off I've had to leave the computer. But even then I haven't lashed out. I haven't said a thing. <br />
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The customer is always right. Just because we're nice doesn't mean we're not a business.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Also, on a completely unrelated matter: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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There are a lot of people who send us messages about joining the art staff of Neurogalaxy. They often send us items they've made and clothing they've drawn in order to entice us into hiring them. While we do genuinely appreciate those who want to help us, we have never hired anyone this way and probably never will.<br />
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If you want a short answer, you aren't good enough. There are a lot of deep misconceptions about the position in general that I've seen in about 100% of the people who want the job. Let me just clear some of those up right now.<br />
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<b>I can draw whatever I want!</b><br />
Well, yes, you are physically able to do that. You can draw whatever you want for NG as an Artist. But the question is, will it get used? More often then not, no. You can design NPCs, pet enchantments, items, whatever you want, but it's not up to you if they get used. If you make a ton of items and other nonsense based on your original characters, it will more than likely be outright rejected.<br />
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You don't decide what you work on. The admins tell you what to draw. If you don't do the work assigned to you, you're out.<br />
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<b>It's easy to draw this stuff!</b><br />
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Right? Mercenary clothing has to be the simplest thing ever. Just some quick shading, aaaand done! Anyone can do this!<br />
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Sorry, but no. Mercenary clothing has a VERY strict set of rules in terms of color palette and shading style. In fact, the only people who can do it are Chiru and Kiaryi. Yeah, that's right; they're the only ones who can draw the clothing items. The process isn't simple, either. It involves a lot of resizing, shading, layer shenanigans and is very time-consuming.<br />
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<b>Recoloring is super easy, I can do that!</b><br />
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Recoloring involves carefully picking out colors from existing items by looking through hundreds of clothes that exist on the site before any editing is done. It is an extremely tedious process, so no, you can't just choose colors by playing with the hue. <br />
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<b>I can just draw items or pets, then!</b><br />
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There is no person on staff who only does one thing. Tyriel did programming and wrote book excerpts. Sgtdroopy wrote Lloud's stories and is working on updated the FAQ in addition to moderating. I won't even get into all the crap that the assistant admins do, lordy. My point is, you need to be multi-talented. Someone who can only draw pets or items is much less useful than someone who can do them both and more.<br />
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<b>I can design clothes and NPCs and stuff too!</b><br />
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We really don't need any more people telling us what to draw. Our Artists can come up with clothes well enough on their own. We don't really need designers for NPCs, since none of them are especially deep or unique. They have some clothes, and some personality, and making those things isn't really a skill that we need an entire separate person to do.<br />
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<b>Well... I'll work for free!</b><br />
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Not a single person has ever said this and been able to reproduce Neurogalaxy's style or meet our standards of quality. (If you've got the skill to get a job with us, you should really aim a bit higher than NG anyway.)<br />
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<b>What? My art isn't BAD!</b><br />
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It probably isn't. But like I said, we have a standard of quality and a particular style that we adhere to with all of our items, mercenary clothes and pets.<br />
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Take a look at these two items; one from Subeta and the other from Neurogalaxy. They are vastly different, anyone should be able to tell that. One is brightly colored, and one has more small detail. But there are other things, too. The line width, the pose, the size, the palette; they are all carefully picked in both instances. It's not enough to be a good artist, you have to understand the things you are drawing. Everything it means, and everything it is.<br />
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That's what it means to be a professional artist.<br />
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<b>That's so mean!</b><br />
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And that's why you won't work for NG. Nothing I've said was insulting; only a painful truth. I'm sorry if I've hurt any feelings, but these things need to be said. You can't take things like that personally if you want to have a job as an artist. Quite frankly, your career will be full of people ripping your art apart with critique. You need to have a good sense of humor or you'll be trampled.<br />
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This is a job, an actual profession, not a daycare.<br />
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You can be the most amazing artist in the world and still be fired for having a rotten attitude. It is like that in just about any job you take. Your skill will ALWAYS be second in the workplace to how well you can get along with the people around you. If you argue with the staff, or throw a fit, or complain too much then you WILL be fired.<br />
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<b>None of that applies to me! I'm a great artist and a great person!</b><br />
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We don't hire out of the community. Applications are submitted to us through Agoge Inc.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-56883111341094000422011-03-18T14:55:00.000-04:002011-03-18T14:55:28.265-04:00what describes it pretty wellI got an email from my highschool, apparently they're having an alumni art sale in May and I've been invited to participate. I've been mapping out ideas, I feel kind of professional. Even though all my ideas are really gimmicky to cover up for the fact that all I can do is scribble chubby girls with pigtails, it still feels pretty awesome to make something worth selling.<br />
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Then I got bored and drew Nightwing and Damian as dickbutt.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I SEE YOUR FACEPUNCH AND RAISE YOU A GIF!<br />
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This video was posted two years ago.<br />
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Two years, and I am only seeing it just now.<br />
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<i>What am I doing with my life</i>Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-4726470592034584962011-03-10T01:16:00.000-05:002011-03-10T01:16:12.994-05:00Let me show you themWELP, it turns out I'm a geek. Or maybe I'm a nerd, or a dork, I don't even know. They're all little words that mean things and I don't feel like trying to understand those things, because they are dumb things.<br />
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What was I talking about? Oh! I'm something. I'm something that collects figurines, whichever word means someone who does that. No, I don't mean collector, because my collection itself is so random I think someone who actually does this as a hobby might be a little offended. This is the internet, I can't go around offending people, now can I?<br />
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But back on some semblance of a topic, I have things because I am something, and now there are pictures of those things.<br />
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I had meant to make a <a href="http://strobist.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-to-diy-10-macro-photo-studio.html">lightbox</a>, but it turns out that something that I am is probably just <i>lazy</i> because I didn't feel like it. Also I didn't have the supplies. So I did what real photographers do (when drunk), and threw a dirty pillowcase over my desk and snapped some pictures.<br />
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I didn't want you to go and expect any semblance of quality from me, after all!<br />
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I bought these a while ago. Not as a collector, I bought them because... well, look at them. It's Solid Snake and company as little girls. I couldn't just... <i>not</i> own it. Probably the most expensive thing in my collection, imported from Asialands. <br />
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They're in pretty good shape, but I am missing a few things. Otacon's glasses and Ocelot's revolver. Raiden had his sword privileges revoked because he dropped the damn thing too many times, so I gave it to Ocelot.<br />
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A tiny Klarion! I was looking into stuff related to him earlier, and found out he had a Heroclix figure. Apparently Heroclix is some kind of game? I don't know, all the figures for it are terribly goofy looking, with huge eyes and weird poses. They're also super small, so there's that.<br />
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Those are just some general things I picked up because I have incredibly weird taste. That feels like it should be a segue into me revealing that I have a more respectable collection full of completely normal things, but it turns out what I have the most of is even weirder!<br />
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I've only recently gotten into Pokemon collecting, but I quickly realized my true passion... terrible bootlegs. I love them. I don't mean crappy things, like scuffed paint or missing stitches. I mean figurines with completely wrong colors, missing limbs... the most ridiculous stuff I can find. And it is pretty easy to find them!<br />
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A big ol' pile of terrible booties. There's a ton here, about 48 1-inch tall figurines. They smell really strongly of plastic and something else that is probably slowly poisoning me, so I keep most of them in a drawer. I couldn't take a picture of each one individually, but I picked out some of my favourites to share with the world.<br />
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From left to right, <strike>Fat Joltik</strike> Slakoth, Captain Bluebeard & Sargeant No-Eyes<br />
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Derpchop and his brother, Naked Machoke.<br />
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Probably one of my favourites, this poor Sableye was the victim of jewel thieves. He also can't stand up very well.<br />
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I named this one Avocado because he really just looks like he's covered in Guacamole or something. He sits on my desk<br />
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The only one with a stand, but it's crooked beyond repair, so it can't stand up anyway. She will never dance again!<br />
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A pikachu clock! With lipstick! It's apparently supposed to sing, but that doesn't really happen. There's a button in it's head, but that doesn't seem to do anything.<br />
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The buttgears change the time, but there's no way to lock them. So I guess if you have/want one of these be careful when rubbing it all over yourself, you might go back in time.<br />
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I would have enjoyed this watch a lot more if it hadn't broken within five seconds of being set. I kind of expected it, but I figured I'd get a week of enjoyment out of it first. Oh well!<br />
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WAIT A SECOND, THESE AREN'T BOOTLEGS AT ALL. I do have some legit things, and by "some" I mean "this is all of it." Some cute Slowbros and a Slowking coin bank! Very much awesome.<br />
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There are a few other things that have yet to come in, I'll probably get some better pictures when that is a thing that happens!Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-57057903524398283532011-03-04T16:25:00.000-05:002011-03-04T16:25:50.884-05:00bum bum BUM...Well, I failed. I made a little list, and I told myself I couldn't update until I had finished all of those things. So far about two out of seven of the comics I had planned are done, and I think it's time I admit defeat. There was something I had wanted to talk about, but we are quickly reaching a point where that thing is not relevant.<br />
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I've been reading more comics lately, batman in particular. Cape comics fascinate me, with their long history and continuities. Somehow, the character that interested me the most had almost nothing to do with Batman at all.<br />
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When I found out he was going to be in an episode of Young Justice, I was beyond excited.<br />
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I don't like it, and I could leave it at that, but it's never that simple with me. I don't like it, and now I'm gonna ramble on for a few paragraphs with every little reason as to why.<br />
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That same simplicity is what drew me to him. He is motivated by curiousity, plain and simple. He has saved lives, he has done good and he has done bad, but at the end all he is loyal to is himself and his cat.<br />
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But from what I can tell, people just see "the witch-boy" and stop reading. Yes, he is a boy, as opposed to a man. Why does that immidiately mean he is nothing but a spoiled brat, tossing magic around and whining when he doesn't get what he wants?<br />
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He is a boy, yes, and he is as much of a whiny brat as I am responsible by the grace that I am legally an adult. Reading this blog for about five minutes will reveal that it's simply not true.<br />
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Of course, I could only be saying this because I haven't been able to get my hands on any pre-Seven Soldiers Klarion stuff besides the Sins of Youth special, so I could very well be talking out of my ass.<br />
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There was going to be a second half here, one more intelligent than DERR CHARACTER ROOENED. Here is what happened to it<br />
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+ a link back to my blog, because you know my stuff is totally awesome and famous and will be reposted everywhere, yup. <br />
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(That was sarcasm, I was being sarcastic on the internet)Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-19383503863701331602011-02-22T01:51:00.000-05:002011-02-22T01:51:05.885-05:00No this is not what I ordered at allI promised witchboys! And I lied. That is a thing I do, I lie. I lie about where those stains came from, or what I was doing last night, and I lie about the dumb things I put on my blog. I actually got ahold of some animation stuffies. I promptly went on a spree of poorly drawn scribblegifs, because scribbling is what I do best apparently.<br />
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Most of these were requests from people on NG.<br />
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I just combined two requests here, a cat tapdancing and a cat chasing a butterfly. So... it's a cat tapdancing at a butterfly.<br />
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I believe I have emerged victorious from that battle.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-15975807798406703402011-02-19T18:08:00.001-05:002011-02-20T11:38:43.078-05:00Who ordered a pile of scribbles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpj9M6P-Km18IjfjDXw3qKo_5CyVa38H0WTDyya18Qb-aqbZM0Dd2CCh3BMjRbMndAcvqXi2p-PQUHHKE4AZ5R4ZWZvGi_kXgGIsmezOrYc8g38DQUQwQ4GwUbh74IA7qcwrvw1sxJGc/s1600/RAINBOWS+I+AM+A+PICTURE+WITH+RAINBOWS.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpj9M6P-Km18IjfjDXw3qKo_5CyVa38H0WTDyya18Qb-aqbZM0Dd2CCh3BMjRbMndAcvqXi2p-PQUHHKE4AZ5R4ZWZvGi_kXgGIsmezOrYc8g38DQUQwQ4GwUbh74IA7qcwrvw1sxJGc/s400/RAINBOWS+I+AM+A+PICTURE+WITH+RAINBOWS.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />
I feel like this picture describes the following post perfectly. Actually, it describes a lot of things I do.<br />
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(I've had these pictures taking up space on my HD, I figured I might as well toss them somewhere, haha.)<br />
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Various pokemon drawn for various reasons.<br />
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Fat Griffo you are so fat how do you even fly you are ridiculous<br />
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Drawn in response to <a href="http://i.imgur.com/uv4dO.png">this</a>. <strike>I'M COMING FOR YOU, VALENTINE.</strike><br />
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That's all my mouse-drawn scribbles, at least. I finally got around to setting up the scanner I got for christmas, so I have a few comics waiting for be colored.<br />
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I have noticed that the quality of the scanner doesn't seem up to par with my old one, which is fantastic because this one probably cost about five times as much. Here's a panel of <a href="http://drsharkykins.deviantart.com/art/YJT-in-short-bursts-198061022">this</a>, directly from the scanner;<br />
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Ah well, it doesn't make that much of a difference. I hardly ever post things that I haven't digitially reinked anyway.<br />
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Next post will probably be nothing but witchboys, because I have a problem.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-86045610657512676862011-02-16T11:21:00.000-05:002011-02-16T11:21:24.297-05:00Ludo by ludo by ludo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpyslVvsi1pfLuD0XxJIJ5qHyqCwmAuRcmDGg8DGVJDSQkaJByZTIq4qN0kd9CwIC1vkvtp4R-2j-4aN4OIdp1zrZ90aRsixvBJN667Yz40bL-acLiyPi7KPmkq2Eajr3tl64GsCY0mwI/s1600/lolderp.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpyslVvsi1pfLuD0XxJIJ5qHyqCwmAuRcmDGg8DGVJDSQkaJByZTIq4qN0kd9CwIC1vkvtp4R-2j-4aN4OIdp1zrZ90aRsixvBJN667Yz40bL-acLiyPi7KPmkq2Eajr3tl64GsCY0mwI/s200/lolderp.png" width="200" /></a></div><br />
GOD<br />
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DAMNIT.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-44714013752827819382011-02-15T21:12:00.000-05:002011-02-15T21:12:54.369-05:00This post is about my pigtails<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitoojiPOGIjh_g9bt6LdA-EseWWmp-BkyHuWOi3ruhokx1ljbsKkoOipibwEG_3m0gLR2S71mcH93_RVY6QPW7Xd46Kqzv6NQMix4nDJt9ltxFcsziyf9ChP6ENlKJhYxzHn3AiPoYvXs/s1600/lol+what.png" /> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My family is the best and no one will ever convince me otherwise. </div><br />
ALSO, OH SHIT I HAVE A <a href="http://tss.net23.net/">WEBSITE</a>.<br />
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Well I've had it for a while but never bothered putting up any kind of navigation, haha. Pages were linked from were they were relevant to, but I guess... it's good to have a homepage sort of thing?<br />
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I will probably make a page for my art/writing, but that will have to wait until I can draw/write something that is worth anything, sob.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I find it kind of pathetic that 100% of things hosted on the site are related to Neurogalaxy. Speaking of NG!</span><br />
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A goofy little thing drawn on the Oekaki in response to someone submitting troll posts to complain about the lack of moderation.One of their main points, sandwiched between BAWWW MODS ARE LAZY and EVERYONE ELSE IS SO IMMATURE AND DUMB was that too many people were submitting little noncommital scribbles. <br />
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FEEL THE STING OF MY BRUSHSTROKES, YOU FOOLISH MORTAL.<br />
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(I have drawn way too much today but have finished almost nothing hnnghhh)Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-89007152441223924402011-02-02T03:42:00.000-05:002011-02-02T03:42:28.136-05:00A drug that herps you derpNot doing much around here. Cleaning my room up a bit, I've been stretching this task over several days because my room is a disaster area. There's boxes of clothes, hats, trash and paper everywhere... I really need to take better care of it. It's better now than it's been in a long time, but it's still <i>not good enough</i>.<br />
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I have been playing Yume Miru Kusuri in my spare time, though. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I followed the Aeka path because I felt like I'd be able to relate/sympathize with her the most. It... wasn't what I expected. I had seen CGs from the game online, specifically of Aeka and Kouhei strangling that ginger girl- Nanjou? That's honestly what sparked my interest in the game in the first place.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Aeka's situation was so ridiculous that I found it extremely hard to sympathize with her at all. Nanjou's boyfriend flirted with her, and Nanjou decided to devote the next several years to making the girl's life a hell. But... everyone, including Nanjou, KNEW that the boy had not only hit on other girls but had sex with them.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Why the hell did Nanjou target Aeka? There are plenty of girls who did much more than just accept his affections. I suppose we can proceed with the idea that Aeka was the first, and/or also the closest of these girls. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The concept of a "Queen Bee" in anything annoys me a lot. Those don't... exist. I have been in both extremely large and extremely small highschools. Only in the small one did something like a <i>queen bee</i> exist, and even then it was just a very shallow and manipulative girl. She fucked around with some of my friends, then we cut ties with her. She tried slandering us, but that didn't work because <i>this is real life</i>. In the end she just went to fuck around with the Sophmores instead.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">That's the closest thing a person will realistically come to imitating this trope. Knowing that and experiencing it, I couldn't believe Nanjou's character at all.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">That is the problem with things set locally, I guess. Making a character in highschool can make them more relatable, but putting them in an acutely specific situation will isolate people whose experiences differ. I couldn't get into Aeka's story because my own experiences with bullying are so vastly different from hers that it simply didn't seem believable to me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">A much broader example is The Big Bang Theory. It gets a lot of shit from the "nerd" community. The writers have created a cast of gamers and comic book fans with very sparse knowledge of how they actually act. While people who have no experience with this don't see a problem, those who are actually gamers and comic book fans find it incredibly grating.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>(Cue laughtrack)</i></div></div>Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-11559373573106709022011-01-26T14:26:00.000-05:002011-01-26T14:26:15.773-05:00Rice and lemons and rice and lemonsWell, here we go. I had puzzled on and off for some time as to what to use this for, and finally arrived on "whatever the hell I feel like, goddamnit". That is very flimsy, yes, so I think I'll use this time to talk about what I did on a bored midnight a few days ago.<br />
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I had been casually discussing cute-bento with a friend. It's something that interests me, though I had resigned myself a long time ago to the fact that I'd never be able to make them. When I was younger I was fully embroiled in Japanese fanatacism and attempted to learn the craft of making adorable faces in my lunch. I even important a cute little Totoro bento box for it.<br />
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Of course, I quickly realized something important. I could not cook, at all. I was also not even remotely creative when it came to food, and the cute box was simply delegated to the role of regular lunchbox until I finally became too embarrassed to use it.<br />
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Recently, however, I have learned how to cook several different dishes. I thought, in a fit of boredom, that I knew enough now to make a real bento lunch. Well. I can make rice and eggs, I figured that was all I needed to know.<br />
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This is the box in question. I have long since lost both the straps and the chopsticks, and Totoro's face is faded a lot, but it still works. Let's open her up, shall we?<br />
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The top part was pretty simple. Gingersnaps- leftover from a pie crust I made- and some fruit I hastily tossed in there. YEAH, SURE, OKAY.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I had to recut the eyes several times before they actually fit, and at the end I had an entire bento box plus two fried eggs and a bunch of pork at midnight. My haste in making the top layer was mostly because I didn't want the eggs to get cold.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In the end, I ate it all. Fried eggs with rice isn't so bad. Also, I suck at making bento. I should just stick to American pastries, haha. Speaking of...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lemon Meringue with a Gingersnap crust! I would not recommend this. This was my first time making a gingersnap crust and it didn't hold up very well, the whole thing was a crumbly mess that didn't keep any of the spiced flavor. The pie itself was pretty good, if very sloppy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yes, I am the best photographer. "HOW CAN I COMPENSATE FOR HAVING A CRAPPY CAMERA? OH I KNOW, DROP A LEMON ON THERE, THAT'LL MAKE IT LOOK DELICIOUS."</div>Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-49085633285611843812010-12-15T02:14:00.001-05:002010-12-15T07:27:03.605-05:00I TOLD YOU DOGDue to a server crash, a lot of things have stopped working on Neurogalaxy; a lot of the most important features have been down for several days. By the time I logged on, just about all the bugs had been found and I began trying to contain the complaints/reports about glitches.<br />
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A newspost was made later, explaining what had happened. It also asked that all bugs be reported via help tickets so that the programmers could deal with them.<br />
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HAVE FUN WITH THAT.Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-41371609761797557332010-12-09T04:06:00.000-05:002010-12-09T04:06:15.196-05:00shit i made a dumb post<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdydAa4980ofJn9VIBET9puDJhyphenhyphenhuGkueGFIFQHqWPE1Y7UnHVUGoag5MPc6Xbn1yp1ce1Lja0OritlgT9Huv7GZxNbOfWdlQvLZ5Qd5v5-4kZm_97kmwWIjZKaGTLk2Ntsc8JXks_au0/s1600/shitcomicshit.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdydAa4980ofJn9VIBET9puDJhyphenhyphenhuGkueGFIFQHqWPE1Y7UnHVUGoag5MPc6Xbn1yp1ce1Lja0OritlgT9Huv7GZxNbOfWdlQvLZ5Qd5v5-4kZm_97kmwWIjZKaGTLk2Ntsc8JXks_au0/s1600/shitcomicshit.png" /></a></div><br />
I had originally wanted to do something else with this blog; that is to say, something at all. I had intended to keep a very illustrated account of various happenings of my life, but I find myself posting inane things if only to ease my own shame at utterly failing to do that.<br />
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Of course, it's more than my own laziness that keeps this space content-free. At least, I like to tell myself that. The cords to my scanner have been missing for a while, rendering it not much more than a table on which I have several incomplete letters and a few sketches.<br />
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I am able to scan things at "the office," though. I dislike having to explain just what that means, mostly because I feel the need to make a lot of useless details very clear. If I say it's work, people will assume I have a paying job. If I say it's volunteer work, people will assume I'm a nice person. If I say that it's a sunday school I volunteer at, people will assume I'm religious. <br />
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So when I explain it to people, I have to say that I volunteer at a Sunday school, because of mother works for the church and manages the sunday school program & also if she weren't there I would spend by sunday mornings in my bed(and probably afternoon and maybe some night).<br />
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Of course this is a lot of information to say in casual conversation, and I always grow vaguely paranoid that it doesn't sink in. So I end up saying it every time I talk about my sundays, and will probably keep doing it until whoever it is I'm conversing with is able to repeat the entire spiel verbatim. <br />
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It would give me peace of mind, if nothing else.<br />
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(I will probably fill the content-less void with another post of silly help tickets! I've amassed quite the collection, hawhehaw.)Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-66635165015646881602010-11-30T15:37:00.000-05:002010-11-30T15:37:53.570-05:00I fell asleep on my keyboard and this was on my screen when I woke up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5SdzgVlVqq-L2OAyRfyVzV0PiORjMSGwPEJqnD9xEzbl6ZTnpdQn2MCl0Mi55QfU2z8y13RK2c-nR5sjR993l5Jf_xpI2U6a8DY9lWJDxZ7qRIQtlh9bEdEOPMV_uwjY2y0ceaWijtFI/s1600/godfuckdamn.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5SdzgVlVqq-L2OAyRfyVzV0PiORjMSGwPEJqnD9xEzbl6ZTnpdQn2MCl0Mi55QfU2z8y13RK2c-nR5sjR993l5Jf_xpI2U6a8DY9lWJDxZ7qRIQtlh9bEdEOPMV_uwjY2y0ceaWijtFI/s1600/godfuckdamn.png" /></a></div>Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-59664004390565095562010-11-23T19:54:00.000-05:002010-11-23T19:54:38.697-05:00Can YOU count all the bad puns?It's difficult for me to remember a time in which I was not overweight. It is also difficult to remember a time in which I cared. No, for as long as I can recall I have always bellied rude comments about that fact. Because that is what it is; I am fat, and I could not care less if someone points it out to me. <br />
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I went to my doctor recently to get medicine for some problems I had been having, and a vaguely predictable outcome unfolded.<br />
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The doctor seemed to be so excited to find someone of my girth that she could not restrain herself in regailing story after idiotic story of her own youth. The woman insisted upon reporting to me that she too, had been fat in her college years. She phrased it in such a way that irritated me more than it should have; slathered with sincerity as if encouraging me that it was OKAY to be fat.<br />
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-As if this had never dawned on my in my 18 years of life, in a country the majority of which is overweight. And more severely so than myself, I'd like to state. I suppose I can't blame her for not knowing about my unending apathy. The doctor told me several stories about stealing food, sneaking it into places and even memorizing the pattern in which her roommate dug into her Häagen-Dazs ice creams so she could scoop some out in the same way- which I laughed at, but quickly silenced myself when I realized she was being utterly serious.<br />
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My attempts to rally her back on topic ended in a disastrous lesson on STDs and an entirely unsolicited step-by-step walk-through of various Gynecological procedures.<br />
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In the end I was given prescription-strength Advil and sent on my way. It baffles me why this exists- the pils are so large it seems like they just taped several Advil together and you can achieve the same result by <i>doing just that</i>. But, the conversation with the doctor left me with something. Well, not really, she just made an offhand suggestion to join Weight Watchers. I won't give her any credit for it, though, because that <i>was still not the point of my visit.</i><br />
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Discussing weight with my mother later, I relayed to her the doctor's suggestion. My family as a whole hasn't been particularly healthy as of late('late' meaning 'ever' in this instance), and it's something that seemed to be growing into a problem. So last Wednesday we someone all ended up at the nearby Weight Watcher's building, listening to a very loud women talk about points and thanksgiving.<br />
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One question nagged me throughout the meeting.<br />
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Truly perplexing!Sharky Malarkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06909962023661314925noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1527606779448747760.post-12663804736066887992010-11-15T01:09:00.002-05:002010-11-15T01:49:21.450-05:00THE VOID STARES BACK<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
As my job search has been more than unsuccessful and at the same time mostly nonexistant, most of my time seems to be spent on the internet. Or, more accurately, on the small online game I am a moderator for. <br />
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<b>Neurogalaxy</b> is not a particularly complicated game by any stretch of the imagination. Most of the concepts within the game aren't especially new, and even then it's very self-explanatory. At the same time, though, it's aimed at a demographic that was never particularly intelligent.<br />
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Part of my duties as a moderator is to answer Help Tickets, which is exactly as it says on the tin. The other staff members- the artists and programmers- are busy having wild parties and actually getting paid, so most of the tickets are handled by the moderators. <br />
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I'd like to highlight some of the more insane ones that have been posted. Some of them I've actually wasted time answering, others I've just closed outright. Every single one, though, is utterly <i>ridiculous.</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the best thing anyone has ever said to me. I actually kept it in my ticketdesk for a while, unanswered, because I loved it so much.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was going to answer, "I found it, it is inside of my head" but I didn't on the off-chance this person was actually a ghost and saying that would make them haunt me in my sleep. It made sense at the time I was answering this, which in retrospect was pretty late.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Unfortunately, my fellow moderator and part-time piece of pie found this gem first. He was courteous enough to send it to my desk so I could see it, though. We're currently planning a yard sale of all this user's items so we can afford to take over the game and hopefully move foreword with it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At first I assumed that this person was confused by the fact that the game is set in a world created by several gods and goddesses. Then I remembered that to find out this information, you would actually have to actually READ the words on the screen.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">???</td></tr>
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