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  • Poisonous Nightmare
    WARNING: This will be some monior spoliers for this game. Do not read if you want to play the game and do not want spoilers!!


    I am going to start with saying that I sincerely am happy to see a Mega Man game that truly returns back to form~

    Mega Man 9 and 10 defiantly were great too, though they felt more like nostalgia pandering to some level. However MM11 plays with a new idea, and puts it to full force~ The very interesting Double Gear concept. You can get a extra boost in power or speed with their respective gears. Or you can get a boost in both and overdrive the gears for the short time. Do keep in mind that you can only use this for a short time before the system overheats. It's kinda like Metroid Prime 3's Hypermode. Be aware that the robot masters will also have a double gear system of their own.

    As for the how the game plays, it looks to play well and has a decent difficulty to it. There are plenty of difficulty levels for players of all stripes. Easy Mode for those who would like to jump into the Mega Man series. Normal for those casual gamers who want a challenge. Hard mode for those who really want a challenge. And Superhero mode for those who want to really test their skills~

    Music is alright, but nothing too special. However there is one robot master stage theme that actually really conveys the wonderful atmosphere of it's stage, and subjectively feels the most like a song to fit the classic series.

    Fuse Man
    I guess it would be too surprising that the electric robot master would have the most electrifying theme. But all jokes aside, this is a really amazing stage theme. The extra euro beat mixing really adds to the upbeat and heart pumping nature of the song~

    Other than that, the one thing many have pointed out is the odd run cycle of Mega Man himself. I mean, it's not something you'd notice unless you really pay attention to it. But that really is the only really huge gripe, other than most of the music not being too amazing. I honestly will agree a lot of the stage themes do feel forgettable. Fuse Man's stage theme being one of those odd rare exceptions. I cannot get that one out of my head~
  • Poisonous Nightmare
    It's taken a long time of thinking about and I have found it at last. I think I have grown to enjoy her so much because of how she is presented in her debut episode. I felt something with her that other villain and characters didn't have. I felt a true sense of individuality from Chrysalis. Aside from the obvious villain troops, she felt real for me. Her personality dripping with actual passion, a desire to do as she wishes, and a mind bound by none. While what happened to Chrysalis after her defeat is up for conjecture. I do think she suffered that loss hard. And seeing her in a fallen state would of solidified it more for me. But I understand the show had to keep kid friendly. But that's why fan works for her can sometimes be so haunting to the reality of her existence afterward. And I really do love it. I am happy others have found a passion for Chrysalis. But IDK if they see here in the same light, I do.

    Nightmare Moon was alright as a villain, but was only a one shot villain at best to add emphasis to how dangerous she is. And because sister jealousy and what not.

    Discord is a villain that causes chaos without purpose. It's just causing chaos 'for the lols'.

    Chrysalis, however, felt like she had true motive in everything she did. Even if she did drag her hive to do her bidding in the process. It felt like a being I'd be happy to get to know better. I honestly could actually see things from her side in some way.

    Also I find her physical form quite interesting and beautiful. Almost as if she is part of nature itself. Which is why I always kinda felt like maybe plant life wrapped around the horn would look lovely.

    This is my thoughts on it. And it's been after a long time of mulling over why exactly that I really have a attraction to her as a character. And I think this is going to be my final answer, since I am now content with it. I really am not going to ask that anyone see it the same way. I just felt like expressing myself one last time on the matter.
  • CRBWildcat
    My dad recently got (and accepted) a job offer back in Michigan (not in the same area, mind you, but nearer to Lake Michigan). The intent is for him to make enough money to finish paying off our house and take care of our remaining debts, with me contributing a portion of my own pay towards that end, and it looks like things might work out for the best in that regard. That's not what's bothering me, though.

    Previously, the plan was for him to stay up there, book a motel, find a semi-permanent residence, then come back and pick up Mom and the cats if it looks like his job is stable. My Mom decided that she didn't like to be without him for that long, so the both of them will be leaving together by the middle of next week. Leaving me here in Kansas on my own, taking care of the cats until the end of the month. And then after that, even they'll be gone, with no definite word on when everyone will return, if at all.

    Those who know my backstory might say "it's about time" at this point. I mean, I'm in my mid-thirties while my parents are both up around or at 70. Young birds have to leave the nest eventually, after all, and off the Internet I've never been what one would call a "social" person. I treasure my solitude greatly.


    But it doesn't change the fact that I'm going to miss them when they're gone.



    "If you don't say good-bye, you're never really gone. You're just not here right now." --- Agent Carolina, Red Vs. Blue
  • CRBWildcat
    When I was in college 15 or so years ago, I used to walk as far as the nearest movie theater and Toys 'R' Us (which were on the same block). At the time I knew it was a bit of a trek, but I never stopped to consider just how long it was. So out of curiosity recently, I went online to find out how far apart those places were from my old house. The answer I got was around 2.3 miles.

    This doesn't seem like anything unusual, but keep in mind: I walked up there. Not biked, not drove, walked. There's also the fact that said facilities were right off of Michigan Avenue, probably the busiest road in the entire state, and I had to safely traverse a nearby street and overpass that received more than its fair share of traffic as a result. In addition, keep in mind that I'd need to walk back, which adds up to 4.6 miles or thereabouts. Considering that I weighed around 270 pounds at the time (prior to a major illness, but that's another topic)... well, it's amazing the sort of lengths a person will go just to get his hands on a video game, right? >^_^<

    (And in retrospect, this means that nearly the entire town I live in now is within my walking range. Granted its hillier than Dearborn Heights and Dearborn ever were, but still.)
  • MorphinBrony
    I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but... I have to get something off my chest.

    At around 1:30 AM this morning, Pacific Standard Time, my mother received a phone call, informing her that her mother (my grandmother) had passed away of natural causes. She was 79 years old.

    Of course, we had known for weeks that this was going to happen. In less than a month, my grandmother's physical and mental state had deteriorated greatly, to the point that she was no longer capable of taking a shower without assistance, and that she had begun to see things that weren't there. Furthermore, because she had been a cigarette smoker for a significant portion of her life, she had been struggling with COPD for quite some time before she died, and at one point, she even had a heart attack. Even though we were prepared for the worst, we are nonetheless deeply saddened by her passing.

    My grandmother was a kind, caring and compassionate person. She was also a devout Christian, though she did not go to church. She lived her life to the fullest, and she lived it well. She had lived with us for most of my early childhood, so though I knew her suffering is over and that she is in a better place, it still pains me that she's gone.

    Now, don't take this to mean that I will be leaving the site for a bit, because even though her loss greatly affects me, I'm not the kind of person who would drop everything just to mourn. No, I keep soldiering on through life, in spite of tragedy. Besides, I don't think she'd want me to just mope around all day and be sad.
    Like I said, I'm not going anywhere. I simply felt the need to tell all of you about this.

    Good day to you all.
  • GalacticToast
    I'm not dead just an fyi


    cant wait for march 24th!
  • Poisonous Nightmare
    #1429849: equum_amici, huussii

    The video is nice, but dark. But the reason I bring this up is because of the certain person on this page that was disrespectful with his opinion on the matter of chrysalis and was shoving it in people's faces. You can see it for yourself in the link. It's disheartening to see people still act childish, and I get disliking chrysalis as a basis of love to hate. But this guy simply was acting like it was all you should do is hate her. The worst part is that he says it's a unpopular perspective, and maybe in some circles it maybe. But being a child and *squee!*ing at people who oppose it isn't anyway to try and make a point for your case. But this is how I feel about it.

    And if I could lay some perspective of my own. I see Chrysalis as one who has been hurting. It's unspoken pain. She and her hive are outcasted and ultimately wanted to lash out. Here take over of the royal wedding was a way to try and force things in her favor. But after defeat left her and her hive even more outcasted. I can feel for Chrysalis in that way. But my feelings do go deeper on the matter, but I'd be ranting forever.

    Also, I am aware there was episode in the more recent time that redeems the hive. But yeah.
  • Poisonous Nightmare
    ...Hating on Logan Paul. I kid you not. Just because the dude posted a video of him making fun of a guy who committed suicide in the suicide forest. Now everyone is frickin going ape *squee!* and hating on everything he does now. I'm sure everyone has been hearing about that. Eh. It's stupid trend and bandwagoning, but it's Youtube. This kinda *squee!* happens all the time.
  • Poisonous Nightmare
    Aaaaaaannnnnnddddddd yeah. JJ just brought Molestia back with Daybreaker, for this image strictly. lol

    But really, I couldn't help but laugh a little. This was so unexpected and is kind of awesome in some way. But it seems that not everyone can just forget about her. Molestia still lingers in the fandom, whether we like it or not.
    Mister Asmodeus bro hoofs this.
  • Poisonous Nightmare
    Just looking at the join date, I've hit two years as of the end of May this year. It's been an interesting two years. I've found that I've in some way learned from being here and evolved into someone who can talk with others. This is kind of a big deal for me, considering how introverted I am by real life standards. I am a literal lone wolf in reality. The thing is, due to that, I have fewer IRL friends compared to online friends. I still cannot get a damn RP together, but I think that was a curse from the start.

    Though admitably, things have been fun for the time I have been here. Even if I cannot RP, I do have forum games. I really need to get back into posting more in those, but they are always fun and a good laugh. Either way, my post count at least is a testament to me not giving up on this site, I suppose. Really, this is the only forum I've really dedicated any true serious time to, considering my horrendous attention span at times.

    I know I've caused my fair share of trouble and I've gotten banned once so far. It's really not something to be proud of, but at least it's something to learn from. Though right now, I have been on a emotional roller coaster. All forms of stresses have been keeping me from being happy lately. I may do a second blog to mention what's going on, since this one is already long as it is.
  • ndogmario
    I think the reason why I don't feel comfortable trying to get dates IRL it's because I don't want to wind up with ,lack of a better word, a normie. Internet is my life; I want to be with someone who gets it.
    I mean I do have a life outside of it. I understand the differences and the fundamentals of a IRL interaction, it's just that I'm afraid of what they think of the interest I have that extend online.
    You know like brony stuff, internet memes that I consume, and a few political stuff.

    I'm just imagining how someone would react if they found out I was a brony and had no idea what it was. Or see the people I talk to. Or see the content I make.
    Then I would have to explain and go through maybe a little ridicule. And even after all that she still would not get it because they haven't been seeing Bronies or don't get the ironic humor on the internet because she doesn't use it like that.

    I guess that goes for a lot of things really.
    someone who makes their living playing video games.
    Someone who talked about political views.
    Someone who makes their living talking about cartoons.
    All of those may get some kind of judging eye from someone who don't get the internet and that can really hurt if the person that's judging you is someone you want to spend your romantic life with.

    I'm not saying that I only want a online relationship. I'm just saying that I want someone who understands the internet as much as I do. And the best place to find people who know the internet on the internet.

    I don't know, am I just being a whiny basement-dwelling internet weeb?
  • MorphinBrony

    ...what am I supposed to say? I have nothing. Absolutely bugger all.

    I thought Sonichu was bad... and it is... but it PALES in comparison to the absolute horror that awaits us today. Ladies and gentlemen, fillies, gentlecolts, what-have-you; it is my unfortunate duty to present to you... My Little Unicorn: Magic is Believing.

    Imagine, for a moment, the result of taking G3 of MLP and injecting it with elements of the worst seasons of Power Rangers... now imagine that it was being written by an emotionally unstable, unemployed mental case who takes Digimon and Teen Titans way too seriously, and takes offense to the mere EXISTENCE of MLP:FiM. THAT is what we have in store today.

    But it's not enough for me to review it. Oh, no... no review I could make could do this thing justice. It must be seen to be believed. Therefore, you people are going to suffer with me... Mystery Science Theater 3000/Atop the Fourth Wall style.

    So grab a beer, joint, or whatever mind-altering substances you have on hand, because by God, you'll need them. To quote the God-Emperor of Mankind himself, "I ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʀᴏʟʟᴇʀ-ᴄᴏᴀsᴛᴇʀ ʀɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ."


    (Note: Original story in italics, my comments in normal type)

    Author's notes:

    Get used to these, folks. Our subject, Dakari-King Mykan (yes, that really is what he calls himself), is in full emokid mode about the whole pony thing.

    FIM is a BIG MISTAKE to me...

    Not as big a mistake as this fic.

    its horrible…

    Yeah, well, that's just, like, your opinion, man.

    so I guess an alternate universe is in order!

    No mate... it really isn't.


    (Deep voice…)

    "Before time began... there was... the cube."

    Far off in a distant dimension

    "...a dimension not only of sight and sound, but of mind. It is as vast as space, and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition; and it lies between the pit of man's fears, and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call... the Twilight Zone."

    is the magical kingdom of Unicornicopia—

    *groan* At least Faust was kinda trying with the horse puns.

    home to many winged unicorns of different sizes and colors.

    So, alicorns then.

    All were under the watchful eye of their grand ruler;


    the legendary tri-horned alicorn, and he was known as that because, unlike any other unicorn, he had three horns instead of one. All, of which, were golden.

    No *squee!* Sherlock.

    It was the grand ruler's solemn duty to protect his kingdom, maintain the balances of all nature, and look after the young unicorns.

    Essentially, he's a bootleg Celestia. (Note: You'll notice that there's a lot of plagiarism in this fic, whether it's from FiM or somewhere else. The author also claims to have not watched a single MLP episode in his life... at least early on. We'll come to that eventually.)

    Each and every unicorn, though gifted with certain forms of magic and power, did not always rely so heavily on magic to solve all their problems and get through life,

    because they were lazy as hell.

    for they knew that the real magic came from the magic of believing! they're Christian fundamentalists now, too?

    But then, evil forces to attack the kingdom,

    Could you say that again in English, please?

    led by a powerful and evil sorcerer from another dimension who sought to obtain all the magic he could find, and rule all worlds and all dimensions with darkness and chaos.

    This guy managed to rip off Tirek before Tirek even existed in the FiM canon. Very impressive, indeed.

    The unicorns tried to reason with him but the sorcerer merely scoffed at their friendly ways, and talk of believing,

    Unicornicopians: Excuse me sir, do you have time to talk about our lord and savior Jesus Christ the Grand Ruler?

    and unleashed his dark magic,

    and was promptly arrested for indecent exposure.

    threatening the entire kingdom with chaos and destruction.

    The unicorns band together,

    Your tense swaps have triggered my inner grammar Nazi.

    but proved to be no match for the magic that threatened their world,

    and then they all died. THE END... I wish.

    but when all hope seemed lost, The Grand Ruler leapt into action to defend his kingdom and subjects, and using the power of his golden horn,

    Oh, so he has ONE horn now? Make up your damn mind, Mykan!

    he unleashed the mighty magic of the uniforce…!

    Not as mighty as the Triforce, of course; which was three times as powerful and didn't suck.

    The sorcerer was overpowered and conquered!

    Despite calls for his death, The Grand Ruler,

    unfortunately, survived.

    whom many feared too kind, merely banished the fallen sorcerer to the Dimension of Darkness as fitting punishment for his treachery.

    Ah yes, the "Sealed Evil in a Can" punishment. So unique and original, haven't seen that before!

    The sorcerer vowed to one day return to finish what started, and all that existed would belong to him.

    They had no chance to survive make their time.

    In time, the events and the threat were forgotten,

    Personally, I WANT to forget them.

    and peace returned to Unicornicopia where the unicorns continued to live their lives through the magic of believing.

    A small white unicorn, with a brown short mane, and a marking "AO0C" on his chest armor

    Because why have unique symbols that show what a character's talents are when you can have boring old serial numbers? Also, they have power armor, apparently. Please don't tell me he ripped off Warhammer 40K as well.

    finished the story. His companion, a small fairy with long blonde hair, and wearing a pink skirt felt puzzled.

    ...I'm not going to waste a perfectly good Denzel Crocker reference on this fic. I have standards, dammit.

    "So it really does exist, Lightning…?" she asked.

    "It sure does, Krysta."

    I'm sad that I know that the fairy is taken from FernGully: The Last Rainforest.

    responded Lightning


    "But I don't know why The Grand Ruler told me to come here, or why he wants me to be his apprentice. He knows I can't do magic just like other unicorns."

    It was true! Though Lightning Dawn was indeed a unicorn, for some reason he just couldn't seem to perform magic like any other could. The only thing unusual about him was he had a golden horn, but he still didn't understand.

    Dakari-King Mykan presents: The Horse with the Golden Horn

    Still, he and Krysta had only just arrived in Unicornicopia the other day, and had just settled into Lightning's new tower-house, in a part of the Kingdom called White Village,

    which was oddly enough a white supremacist town.

    and he was instructed by his master, The Grand Ruler…

    "Once you arrive, you should go out and meet your newfound future friends and comrades. They have already been told of your coming and are anxious to meet you,

    Ew, gross. They don't need to know about Lightning's "coming."

    and may very well help you, but no matter where you go, Lightning, and no matter what you do…

    I will always be watching. ALWAYS. Even when you sleep.

    always remember to believe."

    Lightning could hardly understand what all this "Believing" was supposed to mean either.

    That makes two of us.

    "Well we won't know just sitting around here." said Krsyta.

    Lightning: Wait, who are you? And have you seen Krysta?

    "We should get going."

    Lightning smiled and agreed, and as he spread his wings for takeoff, "Hey, Krsyta…? Thanks, you know… for always hanging with me and stuff."

    The little fairy smiled and pecked Lightning on the cheek.

    Fun fact: Krysta is part chicken.

    "Lightning, if anyone should be thankful, it's me." She meant that, for a very good reason, but now was not the time to be thinking of that as Krysta sat on Lightning's head and Lightning took off over the lands of his new home.

    (Note: The original story had a theme song {Yes, really. Mykan is actually writing this like a Saturday morning cartoon}, which has been omitted for your mental safety. I'm not that cruel.)

    Author's notes:

    I repeat, this is a whole new universe, so forget about FIM and anything you learned from that… that… PLACE!

    I'd like to see you try and make me.

    Things are going to be different around here.

    Understatement of the century.



    There were many different places in Unicornicopia; most were named after their colors.

    And we can add Pokémon to the list of things Mykan has ripped off.

    Bluesville… Greenland…

    The latter of which is actually very icy.

    Orange-Range… but the central and largest area was called Rainbow City Central, where most Unicorns went to have fun, or do their duties.

    Turns out putting all the bathrooms in Unicornicopia in one city was a bad idea.

    Lightning could see them all down below, the anthropomorphic unicorns

    Oh great, now he's dragging the furries into this. As if they haven't got a bad enough reputation.

    having fun, going to work, or some just flying around.

    "I should find someplace to land." said Lightning "Not around here. It's too crowded." said Krysta. With that, they both decided to fly around and look for someplace soft. There was a nice vacant area near a large garden with vegetables and beautiful flowers and plants. The perfect place to land…!

    "Wow!" exclaimed Lightning as he gazed at the lovely flowers. "Double wow!" added Krysta

    ...too easy.

    as she hovered around sniffing the many sensational smells. "Mmm…!" But then her nose began to twitch, "Ah… Ah… Ah-Ah…!"

    ♪Stayin' alive, stayin' alive...♪

    "Krysta…?" cried Lightning "Krysta, No!" but Krysta had already sneezed "AH-CHOO…!" and even though she was just a little fairy, that single sneeze caused the flower she sniffed to keel over and lose all its petals. "Oh! Oh my!" cried Krysta.

    Krysta: Seasonal allergies... my one true weakness!

    That's when a red unicorn came dashing over. "Oh, no…! Not again?" he groaned as he gently began to scoop the fallen flower into a pot. Krysta apologized but the red unicorn said it wasn't her fault. "They always keel over when they make someone sneeze. I can fix it, no problem. There's no finer gardener than me."

    Lightning was amazed. "You mean, you grew all this?" he asked.

    The other unicorn nodded. "My name's Buddy Rose. Code-Number: FT5H. I'm the caretaker of the community garden. I can handle any flower, tree, weed-

    Lightning: Did you say "weed?!"
    Buddy: Hell yeah, dude! 420 blaze it!
    *they high-five*

    anything that grows." and in no time at all, the flower Krysta had ruined was standing upright again, and Buddy didn't seem to use any form of magic but rather ordinary gardening.

    "Hmm!" remarked Lightning. "That's amazing. Oh by the way… I'm…"

    "Lightning Dawn…? I know." said Buddy. "The Grand Ruler told everyone to expect you."

    Buddy: Let's hope you... measure up. *ba dmm tss*

    "Uh… yeah… he did." said Lightning.

    Buddy hated to dash off but he had a few other vegetables to take care of. "Oh I'm sorry to impose, but could you do me a really big favor?" he asked while giving Lightning a small basket of vegetables. "Ugh…!"

    "Could you take these to the Rainbow Dish Inn,

    Coincidence? I think NOT!

    when you go through town? Please?" and before Lightning could answer, Buddy had gone off, "Thank you!" he called back.

    "Perfect!" Lightning scoffed.

    "Well… that went well." joked Krysta.

    It was a good thing that Unicornicopians were anthropomorphic, meaning Lightning could just stand upright and walk on his hind legs while using his front legs like arms to carry the basket.

    "Gee, I sure am thankful I can walk on two legs," said no one ever.

    "Oh! This is heavy…!" he groaned.

    Krysta wished she could help. Though she was small, some of her fairy magic allowed her to lift objects hundreds of times her own weight, but the basket was much too big and heavy for her. "Why don't you sit and rest?" she suggested. "Good idea!" Lightning panted and slumped down on a bench, almost dropping the basket. "Oh! My poor hooves..!"

    Really? A small basket of vegetables is heavy? God, Lightning's a wimp. I could lift a small basket with one hand!

    It was times like this Lightning hated the fact he couldn't do magic.

    Suddenly he heard someone say, "Excuse me…?" The voice belonged to an orange unicorn, wearing a red artist's hat, just up ahead who was painting on a canvas. "…you kind of walked into the way of the scenery."

    "Ugh!" groaned Lightning, but then the other unicorn caught the sight of Krysta. "Is that a…fairy?" His eyes lit up like the sun.

    The unicorn slowly raised a knife and fork as he licked his lips.

    "Hold still, please!" he said with excitement. Krysta felt confused, but did as she was told, and in almost no time the artist showed her and Lightning his painting. "I shall call it… Fairy in the park."

    Krysta thought it was incredible. It looked so real and she seemed so beautiful in the picture, much to Lighting's dismay that "I notice I'm not in there." he said to himself.

    A wimp AND a narcissist. We haven't gotten to the villains yet, and ALREADY I'm rooting for them. That's a bad sign, in case you haven't noticed.

    The unicorn introduced himself as Artie. Code-number: HV7J. He loved to pain,

    Masochist. Got it.

    draw, and sculpt. "You should come to my art gallery sometime, both of you."

    I'm scared to know what's on display at that gallery.

    Krysta's eyes lit up, "We'd love to." She said.

    "Yes… but we have an errand to." Lightning quickly said

    English, dude... English.

    as he scooped Krysta in his right wing. "Let's go, Krysta!" and he ran off with the basket of vegetables, much to Artie's confusion, but he couldn't wait to tell all his viewers that he had just seen and painted a real-live fairy.

    Artie would later be sectioned and thrown in an asylum.

    Krysta thought that was rude of Lightning. But Lightning thought Artie was a little too eccentric,

    What constitutes "eccentric" in your mind, Mykan?

    especially how the way he acted as if he had never seen a fairy before, but that was pretty much the case as Krysta was the only fairy in the entire dimension,

    In other words, how any normal individual would react.

    but that wasn't important now.

    Ugh... adding Airplane! to the list of things ripped off.

    Right now they were exiting the park and could see the city up ahead, but what Lightning couldn't see, as the basket was blocking his view, was a yellow unicorn right out in front of him.



    The vegetables were everywhere. Lightning felt the whole world spinning. "What hit me?" he groaned.

    He got up and the yellow unicorn apologized.


    "I'm very sorry to have knocked you down.

    I was in hurry to get into town."

    See? I warned you. Again, if you want to turn back, you still can.

    Lightning apologized too, as she should have watched where he was going.

    You're telling me.

    He and Krysta, along with the other unicorn picked up the vegetables and putting them back in the basket…

    "I'll help you as part of my task." said the unicorn "Say! Are you Lightning Dawn, may I ask?"

    "Uh… yes… I am…." answered Lightning "And this is Krysta."

    "Um… do you always speak like that?" asked Krysta.

    Krysta, you don't just ask people that kind of question. That's very rude.

    The unicorn chuckled…

    "If you mean if I always speak in rhyme…

    The answer is yes… all the time."

    "My name is XL7Z.

    But if you wish, you may call me Rhymey.

    I love to speak in Rhyme, you see.

    …as well as writing odes and poetry…"

    Rhymey, you need to shut up, because really,

    I hated you when you were still called Wheelie.

    "I was on my way to a rendezvous…

    …when I accidently ran into you

    I hope that in future we can chat,

    But if you'll excuse me, I must scat."

    *vomits* Someone pass the brain bleach... please.

    Then he flew off leaving a much confused but amazed Krysta and Lightning. "Wow! He sure loves to rhyme." said Krysta. "And to think we'll that when we meet him next time." added Lightning. Then he and Krysta realized they both just made a rhyme, and they were both not amused.

    As were the readers. Also, try that last sentence in English, Lightning. I don't speak bad fic.


    I think we'll stop here for now to give ourselves some time to recover. Expect Part 2... eventually. I don't really have a schedule for these things. Sorry.

    @Tyro D. Fox *bork*
  • CRBWildcat thanks to the Internet, and especially to those out there (you know who you are) that helped make life entertaining via RP this past decade.

    ...Okay, this isn't targeted at too many people, but I wanted to throw it out there anyway. >^_^< Not much else to say, so enjoy another lackluster attempt at art!
  • Mister Asmodeus
    Quiz in question:
    This quiz has been around for a while, and it's always been sort of weird. I want to take this quiz, respond to each question, and give my thoughts at the end.

    This is immediately pretty racist. You can't really determine someone's privilege, whatever that means, by the color of their skin. Hey, I'm German-Jewish on my dad's side, can I have some of those cool minority points, Buzzfeed?
    I've been told I'm not allowed to speak on race issues because of the color of my skin. Primarily by people who visit Buzzfeed and pretend to want equality, when really they just want to silence white people.
    I think most people have, at least in the United States. When I was in elementary school, I was placed in a class for people who misbehaved, and I was the only white kid in there. I didn't even notice until I read this quiz, actually; nobody in their right mind is honestly analyzing the skin colors of those around them. Unless you work for Buzzfeed, that is.
    When I played on Xbox Live, I'd often run into people from the UK, Australia, etc. who would make fun of me for my American accent. Never felt victimized by it because I have a spine.
    Sorry, never visited *squee!* That Never Happened Land.
    Neither have most people.
    Been called cracker, kike, white bread, etc. Usually in a joking manner, which is fine, but a few times it was serious.
    Off topic, but why is it more okay to call a white person a racial slur than any other race? I think it's pretty terrible either way.
    I don't think I've met anyone who has, either, out of all the people I know, of all races. If we're friends, you read this, and you want to correct me, then go ahead and do so.
    I've got really long hair, so naturally, a few of my friends have asked to touch it. I don't feel victimized over it. In actuality, I'm pretty flattered. It's almost like people asking to touch your hair isn't a big *squee!*ing deal.
    I've also had people ask if the color was natural, which it is. Again, flattered; they like my hair.
    This one is more about courage than privilege. I happen to be honest and unfiltered, so I've never pretended to be straight when asked, regardless of any potential consequences.
    I guess telling my parents was coming out? But they didn't give a *squee!*, and I knew they wouldn't give a *squee!*. It's the 21st century, most adults don't care which sex you're attracted to.
    I'll give you that one. Some people do have bigoted parents.
    Shouldn't these two be the same question? They do vary by gender. But everyone has been called one of these, I'm sure, regardless of sexual orientation. Up to age 12, kids throw around the word '*squee!*' all the time as a general insult.
    Didn't we just cover this?
    Again, that's just a matter of having the courage to openly be who I am.
    Ugh. That's just called decency. You don't make out with your partner in the middle of a grocery store or whatever, whatever sex they happen to be. Not about privilege.
    Again, courage. This might be an issue for someone in the third world, but most people taking this are going to be living in a Western society.
    I don't practice a religion that discriminates based on sexual orientation. If you do, that's your problem, isn't it?
    LOL! I've also been told I would burn in hell for playing Grand Theft Auto. Name a trait or hobby you have, and there's a nutjob out there that'll condemn you for it.
    Are there people who say this? Let me know in the comments.
    In high school. Fortunately, I learned to hit back twice as hard. Really what you need to do when the school won't help; I learned at about 14 bullies tend to leave you alone if you stand up for yourself.
    Of course, at that age, kids will find anything to pick on you for. It's not that kids are homophobic as much as they're pricks. If I was straight, they'd have found some other reason to pick on me. What we need to do is teach them why they shouldn't bully other people. You know, raise them right.
    That's sexist.
    These should all be one question, I think. But I do agree that trans people get a crappy deal in society; that's something that needs to change. Though I'd prefer these people, who do have some influence and a lot of money, fund people to educate the world about transgender people instead of making silly, little quizzes and vacuous articles that are mostly image compilations.
    Well, it is 2017, and I do live in a first world country, so I'd be ticking this box here either way. Fun fact, nearly every woman I've ever worked with made a lot more money than me, almost as if they managed to get ahead in the workplace through hard work and time in the company.
    See the fun fact in my above answer.
    But I have been insulted by extreme feminists for trying to speak on certain issues white men aren't allowed to speak on.
    Once. Women can do it, too. Again, I'm flattered by the compliments.
    When I was 18, working my very first job as a janitor for a high school, I stepped away to use the urinal. One of my co-workers thought it would be funny to creep up and rub up against me while I was using said urinal. I did the sensible thing, knocking him off of me and finishing. It was uncomfortable, but I did not let this ruin my day.
    Hey look, it's the only thing Buzzfeed feminists really care about. It is awful, and no one should ever have to experience it. It leaves you with trauma that can be hard to overcome.
    However. There are worse things that can happen to a person. I've never been murdered, and I've never been permanently crippled. I could be much worse off, and I'm thankful that I'm not.
    Hey, I'm only 21, still a college student. No reason for me to hop straight into a salaried job right now.
    Legally, no, but that's because the poverty line is too damn low in America. When I was a kid, there was a brief period when we were poor, but didn't meet the legal requirements.
    Hey, I'm grateful I have the opportunity to attend college. I'll be able to pay them off when I'm done, it's not a big deal. If I were to complain about the fact that I got to go to college, I'd look like the biggest ass on the site. Buzzfeed.
    Not for the reasons you may think. I was on ADHD meds when I was younger, and they made me just not eat for whatever reason. Almost starved to death because some doctor decided I needed to be medicated. Probably have more experience going to bed hungry than the person who made the quiz.
    Not that I recall. Has anyone writing for Buzzfeed ever been homeless? I bet they know about as much about homelessness as I do. Hell, probably even less; I've worked in soup kitchens, talked to less fortunate people than me, heard their stories. I'll eat my words if this writer can say the same.
    Sure, but I still live at home. It wouldn't be very nice of them to make me pay for everything.
    I've got phone, car, some other stuff, and usually food.
    I do own a PT Cruiser, so public transport would probably be more reliable. However, I have visited big cities where that was just how people got around, no matter how well off they were. So I don't understand why taking a taxi or a subway train to work is a bad thing.
    Who actually does that? LOL. That's not having privilege, it's being piss poor with money.
    Aren't you supposed to do taxes yourself? I know I always do when that time rolls around.
    If you don't do it yourself, do tell me: Why? I always figured that was just how you did taxes.
    Poor is not an emotion.
    I don't live in an apartment.
    But I have worked retail, and that's just as bad.
    No. Believe it or not, Buzzfeed, I do not support slavery.
    I went one summer as a kid, lasted a week. I hated it. I don't feel more privileged for going to a place I hated.
    I never did fancy snobby, rich people school.
    I made the decision to stay in school. Imagine that. That's god damn work ethic, not privilege.
    What's an elite college? On paper, I'm pretty sure college is college. Also, couldn't this be a matter of intelligence? Get good grades, go to different school? Is this one about smart privilege? Is that a thing?
    Sure. But I'm going back to work towards a higher degree than what I have. Also, again, that's kinda work ethic, more than it is privilege.
    Nope. Going on student loans, which I'll begin to pay back some time after I'm completely done with college. That's normally how it goes.
    But not a license. Weird how that works.
    Why is that privilege? Some people like having roommates. I understand some people to it for help paying things, but this question never went into that kind of detail. Very general.
    Used to get TV from an antenna. Not the end of the world. At least I had TV.
    No, no and no. Why study abroad what I can study here?
    That was just me pinching some pennies. I need to lose some pounds anyway. Hue.
    That's just a matter of being educated. If you're taking this quiz, you have the Internet. If you have the Internet, it takes you 2.0 seconds to learn something new.
    I've answered this. Believe it or not, the United States has some absolutely stunning areas. The Grand Canyon, beaches in Florida, pretty much all of Colorado. Plenty to see. If I do wind up leaving, it sure as *squee!* won't be to take a prettier Spring break.
    Pretty par for the course. Two straight people mated, the female got pregnant, they got married, and neither of them are dead.
    Nothing too serious, at least. I'm a little overweight, and I have a bad leg, but that doesn't stop me from moving around just fine.
    I do have Asperger syndrome, but I consider that more a difference than a disability.
    Mild dyslexia and ADHD, but neither of those are severe enough for me to let them hinder me in any way.
    I struggle to watch subs in anime, and I read a little slower than everyone else. Woe is me. I'm so disadvantaged.
    Mentioned above, sort of, I think it's safe to say the medication I was on gave me symptoms of anorexia. You could count all my ribs by the time I was taken off of it. Funny how my inner fat guy came out a while after I was done.
    Hasn't everybody, at some point? We all get down.
    I'm sure it means suffering from depression, which I do deal with, but holy crap they need to word their questions better.
    I've thought about it. As in, what would happen if I did this?
    But I've never tried it because I came to the conclusion early on that 99% of the time, suicide is just a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I'd never put my friends and family through the hell of losing me just because I'm not feeling good.
    But I shouldn't have. But I was a kid, I didn't know any better.
    Well, probably. I am covered by insurance, after all. Watch as I rub in my privilege.
    I am a tad overweight, and I was too skinny years ago. I had a doctor take notice of these things. Should she have just not done her job?
    Why is realizing you have a health issue a bad thing?
    Well, of course I was. I was a kid once. It's natural.
    I think I have a nice face, and a pretty cool beard. My hair is also soft, and looks really nice when I haven't recently lied down on it. Self-esteem is privilege.
    I actually don't know the answer to this. If memory serves me right, I haven't been in to see a therapist since I was a minor.
    Why is that privilege? Why the actual hell would Buzzfeed writer Jen Lewis include this? So people who are addicted to prescription pain killers, watching their bodies and their lives fall apart, are privileged? THEY need to check their privilege at the door? Go to hell.
    Nicotine. Pretty rough addiction. A dumb one, too.
    Spend any time on the Internet, and you're going to.
    Surprisingly, no, not to my knowledge. I guess I lucked out; a lot of people in Indiana might as well have been air lifted right out of the Bible Belt.
    No, but I don't care. Shrug.
    People do that?
    Courage and honesty. Ask, and I'll always tell you.
    I'm sure they would if they had to. Otherwise, that would be illegal. But I've never even mentioned any of my worldviews to any manager.
    I look like I wanna punch everyone I see, of course I get a little freaked out dealing with the TSA.
    No, but I've only been through the airport like five times.
    My dad, on the other hand, always gets all his baggage searched, and patted down. Why? Is it a race issue? No. He travels around for work, and always brings a lot of computer equipment with him. For whatever reason, that makes the TSA nervous.
    I'm not a Christian, and I've been active on extremely right wing majority sites before.
    See above response.
    I don't consider some mean words on the Internet to be bullying. Dicky, sure, but not bullying.
    Identities? I only have one. Mister Asmodeus!
    Also, who hasn't been bullied?
    Could be the same question. But that's not about being born into an advantaged or disadvantaged situation, it's more about being okay with yourself as a person. Embracing your positive qualities, your differences, and your flaws.
    There was a period of time when I wasn't quite sure what my secxual orientation was. Now I know. And that's that. No fuss.
    I feel privileged to have been born. Allow me to briefly quote Richard Dawkins:
    We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones. Most people are never going to die because they are never going to be born. The potential people who could have been here in my place but who will in fact never see the light of day outnumber the sand grains of Arabia.

    Not privileged at all. Bull. I was born. I'm alive today. I don't live in the Middle East or North Korea. I've been through some hardships in life, but who hasn't? It's part of being human. And at the end of the day, looking at everything, I'm glad to be here.

    I've always had some issues with the kind of community that frequents places like Buzzfeed. If you've had a good life, you should be allowed to be happy you had a good life. Instead, people who are well off are portrayed negatively, and made to feel ashamed of themselves. It's good to help your fellow human beings, but you can't convince people to do that by shaming people for being okay with their place in life.
    You're right. It's not my job to lecture people about their "privilege." That's annoying, and when it gets out of hand, can be kinda hurtful.
    People who've had a better life than me, I say good for you, more power to you. I'm not gonna sit here on my laptop and whine at you, telling you to check your privilege at the door. That's pretty uncool.

    So those are my thoughts on this ancient Buzzfeed quiz. Do you feel the same about it? Disagree? Let me know. Thank you.
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