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@darkfire-kai
Leaves on the vine…drifting so slow…
When you’re inactive for a long time and wonder if any of your mutual still exist… What’s up everyone?
im gonna leave my sticks here. nobody touch them ok
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MY STICKS- wait, no, they're fine? ...you guys are being really considerate! I'm amazed nobody's messed with my sticks yet
two more days to go. can we hold fast and resist the sticktouching urges? only time will tell
Why am I so invested in this?
We actually did it omg
im gonna leave my sticks here. nobody touch them ok
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MY STICKS- wait, no, they're fine? ...you guys are being really considerate! I'm amazed nobody's messed with my sticks yet
two more days to go. can we hold fast and resist the sticktouching urges? only time will tell
Why am I so invested in this?
You ever see those people on YouTube who spend 88K, 75K, 20K, different large amounts like that randomly for a quick video or a challenge and you just think “I wish they could’ve spent .2K on stocking groceries for me out of that”? Because I know I do, often.
Excuse me, I know I haven’t posted on here in awhile and I doubt many people will see this, but I am having a bit of a dilemma about creating something and I was hoping for a couple opinions to help me weigh in on what I can do.
For context, there is a game I love to play with multiple characters in it. It’s called Identity V, and they have characters that originate from multiple areas of the world. I will not even begin to give my opinion on certain parts of the lore, it’ll take me too long to finish ranting about how heavily I squint at some of their “aesthetic choices” for the characters, but just understand there is a lot I wish they would alter.
Anyway, I have this chibi I made that represents myself and I was having fun making little versions of this chibi cosplaying as other characters. I am Caucasian, my Chibi is Caucasian to reflect that, and for the most part letting it cosplay as every survivor was not really an issue. But then, we come to two specific characters that make me want to bash my head into a wall. I love playing them and their personality according to the lore really makes me love them. However, Patricia and Ganji are two people my chibi cannot just cosplay.
Why? Because they are both very blatantly a different ethnicity. For me to make my current chibi cosplay them, they would completely white wash both characters and that’s just wrong. I know it’s goofy and for fun but it makes me feel uncomfortable. However, I don’t want to leave out their representation completely because again, I love these characters and they deserve equal love.
So what do I do? I just moved here right before covid and several quarantines started up, so I don’t singing have a friend who I could ask to create their own chibi and cosplay it and grant me permission, or I would’ve gone down that road already. I don’t feel right creating a character myself. I honestly do not feel like it would be okay for me specifically to do that. Could I actually do that myself? Or should I ask around and see if someone I don’t really know would be willing to make one for me? I don’t really know what options I have but I honestly want to include these characters with everyone else. They deserve to be represented after all, they’re both awesome and so fun to play!
I could be 100% overthinking this and that’s fine if I am, but I would really like some insight on what to do next. If you have any thoughts, comment, reply, message me, pm me, whatever you feel comfortable with! I’ll also be looking around to ask a few questions when I’m feeling brave. Thank you for everyone who takes the time to read this!
https://ovenbreak.onelink.me/657050516/73a8c62c?mid=JWYSG5953
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Studies show it helps patients with an increasingly long list of medical problems.
And notice the tone the scientists researching this.
“What do you mean the fatties live longer? This CANNOT BE RIGHT DO THE STUDIES 15 MORE TIMES!”
And when they can’t figure it out, they simply say “it’s not worth reading” to keep anything POSITIVE about fat bodies from getting out into the public eye.
Because then folks might not but into the billion dollar industry for diet fads and weight loss scams that all of these obesity doctors line their pockets with.
Because then theyd actually have to start treating their fat patients like PEOPLE.
“Willett’s complaints are starting to look less credible, however, because no one has been able to make the paradox go away. One of the most popular explanations is that fat people get more aggressive treatment than thin people, because their weight raises red flags at the doctor’s office. This seems questionable: studies show that overweight and obese people tend to avoid doctors, get fewer preventive screenings, and receive worse treatment because they’re often misdiagnosed as “fat” rather than with a specific medical condition”
Emphasis mine
Also, notice the phrasing.
“No one has been able to make the paradox go away”
They wanna get rid of that shit SO BAD. Because if fat people aren’t as OMG OBESITY CRISIS as folks love to scream, that means their fad diet scams and weight loss surgeries can’t make them millions anymore!
Fuck these obesity doctors. They outchea selling snake oil.
“People are furiously looking for some way to make this not the case,” says Deb Burgard, a clinical psychologist in Los Altos, California who treats eating disorders. “And I think that bears some comment. Theoretically we should be very happy to find out that people aren’t dying the way we thought they were going to, that there’s not going to be this terrible outcome. That people at higher weights are going to be OK.”
“One of the most popular explanations is that fat people get more aggressive treatment than thin people, because their weight raises red flags at the doctor’s office.”
*points and laughs*
I’m sorry, I’m just stuck on this part. That’s hilarious. An incomplete list of things where the suggested solution was “You should lose weight”: My badly broken ankle hurting, a severe bacterial sinus infection, panic attacks stemming from Complex PTSD …
Oh, wow this study has a pretty reputable source and a really big sample size. Y’all could actually show this to the haters.
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me, shovelling popcorn into my mouth with tears in my eyes:
Miss Twila’s Plush Giveaway!
Hey everyone! It’s time for another plush giveaway!!
But this one is gonna be a little different, instead of giving away a ‘set’ prize, this time the prize will be a CUSTOM PLUSH BEAN! Meaning I will make a plush of a character of your choosing! They can be from a game, anime, cartoon or even OCs!! So long as you can provide me with a reference I can make you whatever you’d like!
Plush examples:
(On average most Beans are approx 30cm long, the overall height can differ).
You can also check out my Etsy if you’d like to order a plush at any point!
Rules:
You MUST be following me. New followers are welcome too. But no Giveaway blog please.
Likes and Reblogs count, do it as many times as you want. But don’t overwhelm your followers.
You must be 18+ or have parent’s permission to give me your address. I will ship internationally.
Deadline will be Midnight on 28th of February 2019, BST (UK).
The Winner will be randomly selected!
THE WINNER MUST RESPOND WITHIN 24 HOURS OR ELSE ANOTHER WINNER WILL BE PICKED. SO MAKE SURE THAT YOUR INBOXES OR MESSAGES ARE OPEN! THANK YOU AND GOOD LUCK!
Drabbles Drabbles!
With the new video out, I’m motivated again! If you want an MSA Drabble, give me a brief topic of what you want, and a ship if you would like, and I will write a short Drabble! This applies to Mystery Skulls Animated. I’m okay with Lewthur, Vithur, Lewvi, and of course the OT3. I’ll tag accordingly!
Just send me a request! Either a message or a comment will do!
“An uppity restaurant?” Blinking at the statement, Lewis tilts his head. He’d never actually considered the fact that someone might find it to be uppity. It’s kind of funny really, and after a moment Lewis snickers before waving his hand “It’s certainly a bit different more extensive than a café, but I wouldn’t call it uppity. It’s a place you can just go and treat yourself. The idea behind it is to give customers a place where they can go and relax while eating great food. No one is going to bat an eye if you show up in regular clothes.” That said, Lewis leans back. He then considers his next words, trying to decide the best way to go about this. “My family would never ask our customers to go out and buy something fancy just to have a single meal. Heck, if you even suggested a dress code my mama would probably give you a frown that could haunt you for days! So, if you want to eat there, you only have to worry about bringing yourself. Heck, if you want once I get this horrid ghost curse down pat I’ll even take you myself. Until then though, I can make you whatever meals you want. Sound good?” And now he is giving her his best attempt at a grin. It looks a bit weird of course, his hair alight and only the crinkling of his brow giving the illusion of a happy expression But hey, at least he is trying!
“Horrible ghost curse huh?” She asked gently and shifted a little closer. “How did you get cursed exactly? I can tell you look different than you’re supposed to, but you look pretty cool.”
She tilted her head slowly. “By chance, are you afraid your family won’t accept how you look? Or do you think you’ll hurt them by accident?”
I’ve never had to worry about that, but I guess it makes sense he does. He did say he has little sisters. I’d had it if I accidentally hurt a little kid.
She hummed a little and gently shifted a hand out to boop his forehead. “Don’t be scared of them accepting you though. They’re family, and family forgives a lot.”
darkfire-kai:
She made a face at him, grumbling unhappily at him as she shifted her stance a little. She stepped forward and went after him again, putting more force into it as she lunged at him. Technically speaking, her stance for fencing and her movement was well practiced.
However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.
She grit her teeth as she missed him again, before she quickly went into another attack. She started gradually easing out of practice, and into more of a fighting rhythm.
Letting out a chuckle, he kept stepping out of his way of her more clumsy swings, however, once she started to pick herself up a little bit, he decided that he’d humour her, and actually meet her blade with his own. However, after a few more moments, he sped up his movements, moving the blade from side to side, and making sure to meet hers.
At a few more swings though, he put more pressure behind his swing, enough to throw her off of her balance, and quickly get right up close to her, and point the tip of his blade just at the tip of her throat, with a small grin.
“I do believe that’s game set an’ match, Miss Luna.”
Why was he smiling so much around her? Perhaps he felt… Nice, for once, having some company of his own… That, and… Someone so close to his age as well! Very rare, for sure. Though he lingered for a moment. Just a moment… Before pulling away and clearing his throat, sheathing his blade.
“… W-We’ll work on yer swordplay again some time.”
Luna’s eyes widened, the blue conveying her tremendous surprise, before she looked him in the eyes. She gave him one of the most childish pouts he’d ever seen, her cheeks even puffing out a little with it.
“It may be this time, but I won’t stop until I win,” She said with a competitive sound in her voice, and when he pulled back the blade she picked hers back up. “… We’re already done…? After just one?”
Now the pout shifted a bit from cute to slightly disappointed. “Aw… when can we work on it again?” She paused for a moment, then felt a blush go across her face. “I… I uh… have to win my freedom after all, right?”
Seems Luna is a terrible liar.
Chuckling softly, yet keeping his back turned, he shook his head, dropping that little accent of his once again, turning around and brushing some of his hair aside a little to actually give a genuine smile once again.
“You know… If I didn’t know any better, Miss Luna, it almost sounds like you didn’t want me to stop? Almost as if you wanted to continue working on your swordplay? I find it rather strange… Don’t you? After all… You seemed like you wanted nothing at all to do with this ship, nor I.”
Crossing his arms, he sighed softly, moving over to her and picking up his blade once again, but rather than challenge her this time, he instead took a stance next to her, grinning.
“If we are to keep this little game up.. The least I can do for you is actually show you how to wield a sword such as that. So, arm outstretched, back straight, left foot forward, and keep your stance contained, feet just a little bit apart.”
“N-Now don’t misread... I was opposed to how you got me onto the ship. Which was completely against my will,” She answered gently. “I never said I wanted nothing to do with it. You’re putting words in my mouth honestly.”
She huffed gently and side eyed him. “Under better circumstances, this would’ve been a fun experience since I’m not allowed to leave the castle very often...but because I was brought here against my will, I’m not happy.”
She pouted slightly, before shifting gently to copy his stance, slowly adjusting her stance to match properly. “What makes this sword so much heavier than the one’s I’m used to.”
darkfire-kai:
She made a face at him, grumbling unhappily at him as she shifted her stance a little. She stepped forward and went after him again, putting more force into it as she lunged at him. Technically speaking, her stance for fencing and her movement was well practiced.
However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.
She grit her teeth as she missed him again, before she quickly went into another attack. She started gradually easing out of practice, and into more of a fighting rhythm.
Letting out a chuckle, he kept stepping out of his way of her more clumsy swings, however, once she started to pick herself up a little bit, he decided that he’d humour her, and actually meet her blade with his own. However, after a few more moments, he sped up his movements, moving the blade from side to side, and making sure to meet hers.
At a few more swings though, he put more pressure behind his swing, enough to throw her off of her balance, and quickly get right up close to her, and point the tip of his blade just at the tip of her throat, with a small grin.
“I do believe that’s game set an’ match, Miss Luna.”
Why was he smiling so much around her? Perhaps he felt… Nice, for once, having some company of his own… That, and… Someone so close to his age as well! Very rare, for sure. Though he lingered for a moment. Just a moment… Before pulling away and clearing his throat, sheathing his blade.
“… W-We’ll work on yer swordplay again some time.”
Luna’s eyes widened, the blue conveying her tremendous surprise, before she looked him in the eyes. She gave him one of the most childish pouts he’d ever seen, her cheeks even puffing out a little with it.
“It may be this time, but I won’t stop until I win,” She said with a competitive sound in her voice, and when he pulled back the blade she picked hers back up. “... We’re already done...? After just one?”
Now the pout shifted a bit from cute to slightly disappointed. “Aw... when can we work on it again?” She paused for a moment, then felt a blush go across her face. “I... I uh... have to win my freedom after all, right?”
Seems Luna is a terrible liar.
darkfire-kai:
“Safe havens…because the navy from different countries chase you…” She mumbled softly in response and looked among them. “Do…pirates have a code of honor? Like…if you both go to an island to escape the Navy, is it forbidden to attack one another?”
She looked to him and blinked a little. Why was he asking this like she had a choice? Wasn’t she a prisoner on this ship? Wasn’t the point of taking her to make her do things against her will? This pirate was confusing.
Could it be that while he wanted revenge on her dad, he really didn’t mean any harm to her. “I’ll admit, I have been curious… I’ve never really left the island before.”
“.. Aye, we do. We may make bargains with each other, and if th’code be uttered, neither pirate may harm th’other ‘till negotiations are complete an’ a deal has been struck.”
Smiling again, he walked to the corner of his quarters, picking a spare scabbard from the wall, and holding it out towards her, with a grin.
“Then… Allow me t’place a little… Challenge on me, Miss Luna. I figure m’self rather savvy with a sword… Enough so that I would have me men challenge me. None have beaten me, an’ so… If ye so wish… If ye can best me in a dual… Then ye may have yer freedom. On me word as a pirate… Or may I be sent t’Davy Jones’ locker.”
It would be intriguing to perhaps gauge how she could handle a sword. If she was going to be sailing with them… She should at the very least know how to handle herself.
She gently took the scabbard into her hands, feeling the difference in weight from the fencing swords she had learned to handle before. It was much heavier, and the steel from it was guaranteed to cut deep.
“… My sword fighting isn’t…really for much more than show, I must admit to that…” She answered softly and shifted it in her hands. “If I were to beat you in a sword fight now, your men would laugh at you… That I’ll admit…”
She gripped it lightly. “But…I suppose I wouldn’t be opposed to fighting anyway… It’d be interesting having an opponent who would…fight me seriously.”
She looked at it, then looked up at him. “…I won’t…count it as breaking your promise if I get hurt during the sword fighting… Just so you know.”
Chuckling, he reached over to his longcoat, and drew his own weapon from its scabbard, the cutlass, while a little smaller than most, seemed far more easy to maneuver with. Almost like a rapier in the way it was constructed, though the blade was certainly thicker. At this, he stepped some paces away from her, raising his sword with a grin on his face.
“An’ what if I were to tell ye that I could beat ye without leavin’ nary a scratch on ye? How would ye react to that, hmm?”
Perhaps his bragging, and his pride got the better of him, but his men could attest, he could defeat any one of them without even hurting them. What James wasn’t going to tell her was that he’d been practicing with his sword ever since his 14th birthday, requesting his father teach him.
“Now… As I said… If yer gonna be on this ship, ye need to hold yer own. If ye can lay a strike on me, then I’ll consider this battle lost.”
He was teasing, definitely, if his tone were anything to go by… And yet he looked rather… Poised, his stance balanced, even without his second eye, he seemed confident just in the way he held his blade.
This feels extremely uneven… Does he really expect anything of me? Or is he just looking for someone to tease?
Gritting her teeth a little, she shifted the sword into her left hand, her hand wrapping around the grip with her thumb on top. She held it out towards him, stepping back into a wider and steadier stance.
“Bragging a bit?” She asked and tilted her head, getting more of a playful tone to her voice. “Remember, it’s not exactly impressive if you beat up a little girl… So don’t be mean when you do.”
And with that she stuck her tongue out at him, before she perried towards him, her speed a little slower than she anticipated with the added weight.
He who strikes first, wins! Right?
“It’s not bragging….”
And like that, he stepped to the side, not even using the blade and avoiding her completely, before tapping her shoulder with the tip of the blade. Not slicing, not stabbing. Just tapping her shoulder with it, with the big, dumb grin on his face.
“… If ye have the skill t’back it up. At that point… It’s just fact.”
Tapping his left foot on the floor, he twirled his blade just a touch, almost trying to make her focus solely on the tip of the blade, while he just lightly moved from foot to foot, side to side, keeping his stance close to himself, leaving only the blade itself outstretched.
“Now come on, why don’t ye try again?”
She made a face at him, grumbling unhappily at him as she shifted her stance a little. She stepped forward and went after him again, putting more force into it as she lunged at him. Technically speaking, her stance for fencing and her movement was well practiced.
However, this didn’t translate to a real sword fight. Even if she aimed and moved how she knew to, the sword was heavier and she was slower with it.
She grit her teeth as she missed him again, before she quickly went into another attack. She started gradually easing out of practice, and into more of a fighting rhythm.
darkfire-kai:
“Safe havens…because the navy from different countries chase you…” She mumbled softly in response and looked among them. “Do…pirates have a code of honor? Like…if you both go to an island to escape the Navy, is it forbidden to attack one another?”
She looked to him and blinked a little. Why was he asking this like she had a choice? Wasn’t she a prisoner on this ship? Wasn’t the point of taking her to make her do things against her will? This pirate was confusing.
Could it be that while he wanted revenge on her dad, he really didn’t mean any harm to her. “I’ll admit, I have been curious… I’ve never really left the island before.”
“.. Aye, we do. We may make bargains with each other, and if th’code be uttered, neither pirate may harm th’other ‘till negotiations are complete an’ a deal has been struck.”
Smiling again, he walked to the corner of his quarters, picking a spare scabbard from the wall, and holding it out towards her, with a grin.
“Then… Allow me t’place a little… Challenge on me, Miss Luna. I figure m’self rather savvy with a sword… Enough so that I would have me men challenge me. None have beaten me, an’ so… If ye so wish… If ye can best me in a dual… Then ye may have yer freedom. On me word as a pirate… Or may I be sent t’Davy Jones’ locker.”
It would be intriguing to perhaps gauge how she could handle a sword. If she was going to be sailing with them… She should at the very least know how to handle herself.
She gently took the scabbard into her hands, feeling the difference in weight from the fencing swords she had learned to handle before. It was much heavier, and the steel from it was guaranteed to cut deep.
“… My sword fighting isn’t…really for much more than show, I must admit to that…” She answered softly and shifted it in her hands. “If I were to beat you in a sword fight now, your men would laugh at you… That I’ll admit…”
She gripped it lightly. “But…I suppose I wouldn’t be opposed to fighting anyway… It’d be interesting having an opponent who would…fight me seriously.”
She looked at it, then looked up at him. “…I won’t…count it as breaking your promise if I get hurt during the sword fighting… Just so you know.”
Chuckling, he reached over to his longcoat, and drew his own weapon from its scabbard, the cutlass, while a little smaller than most, seemed far more easy to maneuver with. Almost like a rapier in the way it was constructed, though the blade was certainly thicker. At this, he stepped some paces away from her, raising his sword with a grin on his face.
“An’ what if I were to tell ye that I could beat ye without leavin’ nary a scratch on ye? How would ye react to that, hmm?”
Perhaps his bragging, and his pride got the better of him, but his men could attest, he could defeat any one of them without even hurting them. What James wasn’t going to tell her was that he’d been practicing with his sword ever since his 14th birthday, requesting his father teach him.
“Now… As I said… If yer gonna be on this ship, ye need to hold yer own. If ye can lay a strike on me, then I’ll consider this battle lost.”
He was teasing, definitely, if his tone were anything to go by… And yet he looked rather… Poised, his stance balanced, even without his second eye, he seemed confident just in the way he held his blade.
This feels extremely uneven... Does he really expect anything of me? Or is he just looking for someone to tease?
Gritting her teeth a little, she shifted the sword into her left hand, her hand wrapping around the grip with her thumb on top. She held it out towards him, stepping back into a wider and steadier stance.
“Bragging a bit?” She asked and tilted her head, getting more of a playful tone to her voice. “Remember, it’s not exactly impressive if you beat up a little girl... So don’t be mean when you do.”
And with that she stuck her tongue out at him, before she perried towards him, her speed a little slower than she anticipated with the added weight.
He who strikes first, wins! Right?