Nonsense and Falderol

harmonywins:

eiyoko:

laronmi:

organiccyborg:

lasttostrike:

sixpencethemime:

brutal-pokemon:

jinn0uchi:

alb-cioara:

missdeerface:

poopmcdildos:

purrloiner:

kirafrog:

faygorage:

bluetailfox:

You play as karate guy, Chinese girl, Japanese school girl, dictator guy, good military guy, evil military guy, Russian wrestler guy, or some other characters in an attempt to beat the shit out of everyone else on the roster. You’re more than likely going to have to deal with people spamming fireball attacks over and over and over again.


you play as this little fucking kid with a weird striped shirt and a shitty bat, as well as some rockin powers. you have this annoying ass neighbor kid whos always fucking up everything you do. you were told by a bug from a meteor you were one of the chosen four and you have to save the world. your other partners are a girl with a frying pan & teddy bear, a smart kid with a bowl cut, and a prince who has a very unfortunate name. you eventually battle the boss who is a twisted up fucking red demon thing and its really horrifying THE END 

ur in this mansion and u turn lights on. Thats it.

a piece of paper fighting other pieces of paper

You’re some kind of fox thing who wears pants and walks on two legs. You need to find pink crystals for this tiny yellow skinned guy with an N on his forehead. You also jump on boxes and you collect apples while weird men try to kill you. You also have a talking mask that sometimes follows you around

You’re this guy or girl that gets your ass handed to you, and are forced to destroy the entire ecosystem and you dont get rewarded for it aside from things to make more thing that help you go kill more things. and you literally do nothing else in the game except pick up poop.

so you’re drop off literally in the middle of nowhere with absolutely nothing but hey, you can punch trees with your bare hands also you’re a little shit who can barely hold his breath under water and pretty much everything wants to kill you or blow you up

basically you fall through shitty ass holes in walls and ceilings and floors and stuff with the hole maker 3000
and you’re talked down by some arrogant fuck for the last ten minutes of the game

you play as some kind of shitty scientist. It’s basically minecraft except not blocky. And there are 3x as many monsters. You can’t build a house.

you run around as a rodent with kleptomania while fighting an egg dude, also the water levels are full of ass. 

Youre a creepy dirty criminal who gets arrested before you even start playing the game and then oh shit theres a dragon and you follow some big hairy guys through some dark gross tunnels and there are fucking spiders and then after that its like minecraft but you can’t build anything and everyone is always pushing their problems on you and nobody can get their own stuff done without you holding their hand through it and your horse dies all the time and your dog doesnt even belong to you and you get this stupid housecarl named lydia who gets in the way all the time and you run out of inventory like shit oh no its a pair of butterfly wings i cant walk anymore. and your horse dies all the time.

12 year olds on mics spamming you with trade requests, demanding hats.

You perpetuate endless cycles of self-sabotage. 
The Russians win.

Game 1: You snuck into summer camp right when someone just hatched a plot to take over the world.The only two people that can help you are either kidnapped or incapable of leaving home without losing their mind. Also, you can’t swim. Not even in fake water.
Game 2: You decided to fight monsters for a living for some reason, causing the average townsfolk to look down on your occupation. Your world just got wrecked by a dragon who was hiding out in the moon and now everything’s a royal mess.
Game 3: You play a mostly-mute, armless creature with pathetic flying abilities, running around the desert in hooded robes that are probably too warm. Every so often you’ll have someone else with you. They’re mute, too.

You play someone who doesn’t give a crap about anything and turn out to be pretending you’re someone else. You regularly fight things, normally when you don’t want to.

You’re some kinda weeaboo monkeyboy, except when you’re playing as other party members like a princess in a bright orange catsuit, a clumsy and dunderheaded knight, a small black boy who manipulates the powers of darkness, a ratwoman who can leap tall builings in a single bound, a little girl who in real life would be a registered sex offender or a fat hermaphrodite creature that eats EVERYTHING, including enemies.
The villain is shockingly revealed to be monkeyboy’s brother, except even more shockingly it’s revealed that they’re both clones from outer space sent to destroy all life on the Ren Faire world you’re living in. Oh, and the art direction makes it look like a children’s picture book, on purpose.

harmonywins:

eiyoko:

laronmi:

organiccyborg:

lasttostrike:

sixpencethemime:

brutal-pokemon:

jinn0uchi:

alb-cioara:

missdeerface:

poopmcdildos:

purrloiner:

kirafrog:

faygorage:

bluetailfox:


You play as karate guy, Chinese girl, Japanese school girl, dictator guy, good military guy, evil military guy, Russian wrestler guy, or some other characters in an attempt to beat the shit out of everyone else on the roster. You’re more than likely going to have to deal with people spamming fireball attacks over and over and over again.

you play as this little fucking kid with a weird striped shirt and a shitty bat, as well as some rockin powers. you have this annoying ass neighbor kid whos always fucking up everything you do. you were told by a bug from a meteor you were one of the chosen four and you have to save the world. your other partners are a girl with a frying pan & teddy bear, a smart kid with a bowl cut, and a prince who has a very unfortunate name. you eventually battle the boss who is a twisted up fucking red demon thing and its really horrifying THE END 

ur in this mansion and u turn lights on. Thats it.

a piece of paper fighting other pieces of paper

You’re some kind of fox thing who wears pants and walks on two legs. You need to find pink crystals for this tiny yellow skinned guy with an N on his forehead. You also jump on boxes and you collect apples while weird men try to kill you. You also have a talking mask that sometimes follows you around

You’re this guy or girl that gets your ass handed to you, and are forced to destroy the entire ecosystem and you dont get rewarded for it aside from things to make more thing that help you go kill more things. and you literally do nothing else in the game except pick up poop.

so you’re drop off literally in the middle of nowhere with absolutely nothing but hey, you can punch trees with your bare hands also you’re a little shit who can barely hold his breath under water and pretty much everything wants to kill you or blow you up

basically you fall through shitty ass holes in walls and ceilings and floors and stuff with the hole maker 3000

and you’re talked down by some arrogant fuck for the last ten minutes of the game

you play as some kind of shitty scientist. It’s basically minecraft except not blocky. And there are 3x as many monsters. You can’t build a house.

you run around as a rodent with kleptomania while fighting an egg dude, also the water levels are full of ass. 

Youre a creepy dirty criminal who gets arrested before you even start playing the game and then oh shit theres a dragon and you follow some big hairy guys through some dark gross tunnels and there are fucking spiders and then after that its like minecraft but you can’t build anything and everyone is always pushing their problems on you and nobody can get their own stuff done without you holding their hand through it and your horse dies all the time and your dog doesnt even belong to you and you get this stupid housecarl named lydia who gets in the way all the time and you run out of inventory like shit oh no its a pair of butterfly wings i cant walk anymore. and your horse dies all the time.

12 year olds on mics spamming you with trade requests, demanding hats.

You perpetuate endless cycles of self-sabotage. 

The Russians win.

Game 1: You snuck into summer camp right when someone just hatched a plot to take over the world.The only two people that can help you are either kidnapped or incapable of leaving home without losing their mind. Also, you can’t swim. Not even in fake water.

Game 2: You decided to fight monsters for a living for some reason, causing the average townsfolk to look down on your occupation. Your world just got wrecked by a dragon who was hiding out in the moon and now everything’s a royal mess.

Game 3: You play a mostly-mute, armless creature with pathetic flying abilities, running around the desert in hooded robes that are probably too warm. Every so often you’ll have someone else with you. They’re mute, too.

You play someone who doesn’t give a crap about anything and turn out to be pretending you’re someone else. You regularly fight things, normally when you don’t want to.

You’re some kinda weeaboo monkeyboy, except when you’re playing as other party members like a princess in a bright orange catsuit, a clumsy and dunderheaded knight, a small black boy who manipulates the powers of darkness, a ratwoman who can leap tall builings in a single bound, a little girl who in real life would be a registered sex offender or a fat hermaphrodite creature that eats EVERYTHING, including enemies.

The villain is shockingly revealed to be monkeyboy’s brother, except even more shockingly it’s revealed that they’re both clones from outer space sent to destroy all life on the Ren Faire world you’re living in. Oh, and the art direction makes it look like a children’s picture book, on purpose.

(Source: mylittlefangirl)

alienfirst:

In one of my first art classes back during my time at DigiPen, one of the required books we had to read through had this certain painting. Now, it was nothing special, it was just some boats on water. Rather rough. Turns out, it was created by a man named Alfred Wallis. Wallis was a retired fisherman who took up painting at the age of 70 “for company” after his wife died. He used leftover ship paint with crayons on pieces of cardboard boxes for his work.

This man died in 1942, across the ocean from me. Out of some quirk, I see a piece of his in a book, making enough of an impression on me to look up more about him. From what I can read of Wallis, he started creating art to fill a hole, something just for him. There wasn’t too much care in being right or wrong in what he did, just that he DID.

How do we lose that? If you ask a child if they like to draw, they’ll invariably say “yes.” If you ask in adult if they like to draw, how FEW of them will say “yes?” And I can just guess that the reason is because they think they CAN’T or that it’s just not worthwhile.

I think… I think we have to stop losing the feeling that we can create art. Stop letting the pressure and the critique and the attention and the comparisons get to us. Let’s just make things, make them as best we can, and improve ourselves in whatever way we wish to. You have NO IDEA who you are impacting with what you create, don’t lessen that impact by diminishing yourself.

And that’s the hardest thing to do. But whenever I start in on that downward spiral, I try to think of Alfred Wallis again.

Quoting my own rebuttal to some internet MAN CRUSADER

“As a man, I reject your ideas of what’s masculine. My idea of masculinity is: Identifying as male. That’s about it. Everything else has plenty of exceptions, even genitalia. I’ve certainly known preoperative trans-men who were more masculine than me.

“Okay, let’s add ‘feeling totally comfortable with the idea of having a penis’ to the list. There, being masculine means two whole things. Again, I’m telling you this as someone born male.”

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JL8 #93 by Yale Stewart
Based on characters in DC Comics. Creative content © Yale Stewart.
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JL8 #93 by Yale Stewart

Based on characters in DC Comics. Creative content © Yale Stewart.

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Harmonywins’ “Dalamud Survivor” T-Shirt Giveaway!

Heya Eorzeans! Here it is, your chance to win a free Dalamud Survivor shirt (P&P Not included*)
I’ve got two of these available, both white with red logo, in size M!
So! The question I hear you asking is… “What do I have to do to win?” 
Weeeell, that’s simple! Just like/reblog this post (Each counts as a seperate entry, so you have two chances to win!) before December 1st. Then you just get to sit back, relax, and wait for the results.
“I’m from X Country, can I still enter?” YES! If you’re from America, Canada, Singapore, Sweden, England, or even… FRANCE! You’re eligible. 
I’ll announce the two winners on the day and will then contact you via /ask to get your details.
Good luck!
Note: P&P Will be £4 for the UK and £6.50 for the US/Worldwide. 
For info on PURCHASING these items (With a lot more variation in colour/style) you can view the details here.

harmonywins:

Harmonywins’ “Dalamud Survivor” T-Shirt Giveaway!


Heya Eorzeans! Here it is, your chance to win a free Dalamud Survivor shirt (P&P Not included*)

I’ve got two of these available, both white with red logo, in size M!

So! The question I hear you asking is… “What do I have to do to win?” 

Weeeell, that’s simple! Just like/reblog this post (Each counts as a seperate entry, so you have two chances to win!) before December 1st. Then you just get to sit back, relax, and wait for the results.

“I’m from X Country, can I still enter?” YES! If you’re from America, Canada, Singapore, Sweden, England, or even… FRANCE! You’re eligible. 

I’ll announce the two winners on the day and will then contact you via /ask to get your details.

Good luck!

Note: P&P Will be £4 for the UK and £6.50 for the US/Worldwide. 

For info on PURCHASING these items (With a lot more variation in colour/style) you can view the details here.

Gerik. I don’t know what’s going on below his shoulders, and with that grin I don’t think I wanna.

Gerik. I don’t know what’s going on below his shoulders, and with that grin I don’t think I wanna.

A rant about how Final Fantasy IV is the worst, even worse than XIII

FF IV was a far worse game than XIII. Not that I’m a staunch defender of XIII (I think they had a lot of interesting ideas but they really didn’t pan out well) although I will say XIII-2 is a vast improvement.

But still. IV is the worst numbered installment in its original format. I can’t speak for any of the more recent remakes where they’ve apparently fiddled with the gameplay a lot, but the original version and earlier remakes was terrible.

Even the original Final Fantasy had more customisation. At least in that game you could choose your party members (albeit once, at the very start). IV gave you a wide variety of characters throughout the game, but you could only ever use whoever the plot said at that time. And character progression? They actually managed to make it worse than XIII, by having stark linearity combined with randomised stat changes. With the risk of losing stats at level up.

Do I need to repeat that? You could gain a level and be weaker for it. The only way to avoid it was to save frequently, but the best places to grind XP tend to be away from save points. And it’s not like your whole party is going to level up simultaneously every time.

Then there’s how dull combat is. Yeah, yeah, XIII is an alarmingly hands-off experience, but when you do have to pay attention it’s to make actually pretty meaningful decisions. IV, like a lot of the series really, in the bulk of battles demands a lot of time spent doing little more than mashing your confirm button on whatever controller you’re using. The only real difference is that XIII will cause less RSI.

But what about the story? That’s the good bit, right? The part that causes everyone to hold it up and say it’s a great game! Eh. It has a lot more dialogue and event scenes than the first three, but the quality isn’t really any better. In fact, the plot is basically a patchwork of those earlier games.

It’s got the political drama against the backdrop of a world at war, like II. Or at least it pays lip service to the concept, but doesn’t delve into it even as much as that earlier game even with its technologically limited script space.

It’s got a final villain who echoes Chaos from the original. A chessmaster moving all the pieces around to bring about the end of the world, who was once a fallen hero but over interminable ages of solitude saturated with magic became an unstoppable rage monster. Actually, yeah, Zeromus really is just a rehash of Chaos. No wonder he’s not the guy they used for Dissidia.

There’s the two worlds in conflict theme from III. Except here the other world is pretty much dead and just used to explain the villains and why the main protagonist is such a special snowflake. There’s no interesting contrasts, no commentary on how people from other places are people just the same. They’re just nearly-extinct Lunar Ubermenschen.

But hey, what really sets the game apart from what came before is all the characterisation they could fit in! That’s where the technological improvements really helped them step up their game. I’m not even being sarcastic. Unfortunately, they’re still not interesting characters, because they’re just broad sketches of personality at best.

Cecil is the original Final Fantasy emo pretty boy. He tends to be the assigned player character more than anyone, which means he has very few character moments where he’s being proactive. In making him the player avatar, he just gets herded along where the story needs him to go. His only decisions are the player’s decisions, which are very little other than ‘do I grind here a bit longer or can I take the boss now?’

Kain and Golbez are pretty much the same character. One is like a brother to Cecil, the other is his long-lost brother. Both spend a lot of time as villains under the control of the next villain up the ladder. Both briefly see sense before turning bad again only to redeem themselves in time to help defeat the final villain. Both have really cool, ornate armour. Both are part of an ancient but diminished legacy of badarses. And both have no personality.

Rosa has a little personality, most of which is how she loves Cecil. And is a pure and virtuous White Mage. And that’s it.

Rydia has a lot of crazy stuff happen to her, but the entire extent of her personality is that she’s besties with all the Summons.

Edge is pretty much Han Solo with less charm, except that he has hidden depth! His parents are deeeeeeeeaaaaaaad! Hm. I take back the Han Solo thing. He’s exactly like Dick Grayson.

Cid and Yang? Another pair of characters who are the same person. Older mentor figures who assist the heroes for a time before appearing to sacrifice their lives (but miraculously survive)? And they’re both sources of forced comic relief to boot! At least they have different personalities. Not that ‘serious monk’ and ‘crazy engineer’ are particularly interesting when there’s nothing more to them than that.

Palom and Porom …You know what I was saying about pairs of characters who are the same person? Yeeeeeeeaaaaah. And they’re so precocious to boot!

FuSoYa is a plot and exposition device. The End.

But, uh, that does leave Tellah and Edward. And you know what? Those two are both pretty legitimately well-realised and distinct characters. I kind of have to wonder if their section of the story was written by one person who didn’t have as much input on the rest. In fact, you could remove them without significantly harming the main plot.

So, worst gameplay, entirely derivative story and largely shallow characters. That’s why IV is the only numbered installment in the series I outright scorn.