I do often think about how the origin of “he would not fucking say that” was in reference to a post which depicted Cartman SouthPark responding politely when asked for his pronouns
meme phrases are so mobile and versatile and that's really really beautiful but i'm always thinking about the first "she x on my y til i z" being "she ebbin on my neezer til i scrooge" and the first "fork found in kitchen" coming from a tweet about sehun from exo being spotted at a gay bar. like sometimes you just utterly nail it the very first time and no variation of the joke is going to be better.
Molly Brown, the Creature Concept Artist, has revealed her final designs of the Iron Lung creature, which she calls an eel and said in a comment that her name is Elli.
"First look of the eel and the very first concept I got to work on for Iron Lung! This was the final design, after a few iterations and crazy jaw ideas. She's a thing of beauty and I was absolutely stoked to have the opportunity of bringing her to life! Thank you so much to Mark and Amy for trusting me with this amazing creature.
More will come of other concepts I had the chance to work on, including rejected designs, unused ones, and other subjects."
Here is the fanart where she commented about her name for the creature Elli.
EDIT TO ADD NEW IMAGES: Molly Brown shared some unused designs for the monster eel. "Here's some unused designs for the blood eel! The first ever rough is the first image, already featuring the skulls merged with her face and the vein gills. The second idea was a combination of two human faces, which, when blurred or blasted with light, was supposed to better mimic the face of an actual creature. The two eye sockets at the center were made to be a big nasal cavity. The second idea also had the start of the eel's tail being made up of fragmenting human bodies. These are rougher concepts and obviously less rendered than the final, but I hope you enjoy!"
And while this is happening while people are buried under rubble, while children freeze in tents, while entire families vanish overnight powerful men sit comfortably and present plans for a “New Gaza.”
Clean slides. Perfect buildings. Investment numbers. A future imagined without the people who are currently being erased.
They talk about peace while bombs are still falling. They talk about rebuilding while destruction is ongoing. They draw maps over land that is soaked with blood and call it hope.
The ceasefire is a lie.
What’s happening is ethnic cleansing, repackaged with the language of development and diplomacy. You cannot build a “new” city by destroying the people who belong to it. You cannot promise a future while actively killing the present.
This isn’t peace. It’s violence with better branding.
Today, three journalists were killed in a single airstrike.
Not soldiers. Not fighters. Journalists. People who believed that if they kept documenting, if they kept filming, if they kept writing, the world would eventually care.
In Gaza, telling the truth has become one of the most dangerous things you can do. Holding a camera is treated like holding a weapon. Every photo risks your life. Every report could be your last.
They had names. Families. People waiting for them to come home. They were not numbers, and they were not mistakes. They were silenced because truth is inconvenient, because images expose what statements try to hide.
When journalists are killed, it’s not just lives that are lost it’s evidence. It’s memory. It’s the last barrier between reality and denial.
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i don’t storyboard. i don’t thumbnail. i don’t make inspo boards. i don’t do concepts. i BULLSHIT through my art and if i don’t like it, I START OVER.
Zombie setting where the undead are drawn towards unhygienic scents, so survivors constantly bathe to avoid being eaten.
Zombies are docile when adorned with flowers.
Settlements overgrown with herbs and flora.
Barely any banditry; everyone is focused on farming and gathering.
Different human factions and towns named after flowers like Lilies, Orchids, Roses, etc.
Instead of immediately killing an infected survivor, they’re given special funeral rites - the zombie is covered with flowers to keep them calm, and allowed to walk out from the settlement to join the hordes.
Thank you all for the responses!!!! I got a few more notes to share from folks asking me about this setting :D
It’s incredibly risky to attack zombies. The scent of the attacker’s aggressive intent coupled with spilled pungent rotten blood drives other zombies into a frenzy.
Zombies given funeral rites grow flowers within their bodies, eventually bursting from their chest and head area. These zombies are naturally gentle and their presence tames other zombies in the vicinity. Due to their helpfulness, it’s taboo to harm “blooming” undead:
Sweaty summers are the worst and everyone hopes they have enough dried flowers to last the winter.Â
It’s a colourful apocalypse! An overabundance of flowers in the world leads to plenty of dyes and busy little honey bees!! Scented candles are a thriving export.
Survivors who help spread flowers, look after “blooming” undead, cull the hordes, and herd zombies away from safe areas are affectionately called Florists.
Regular weapons such as guns and knives are still used but everyone prefers perfumed water guns, spray bottles, and incense.
Zombies are so overwhelmed by the pleasant scent of rain that entire hordes cease movement until it’s gone.
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