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CAN WE JUST TAKE A MINUTE TO TALKE ABOUT SHOEBILLS
SPOOKY
LOOK AT THAT BIRD
IT DOESNT EVEN TRY TO HURT YOU
IT JUST STARES AT YOU
MENACINGLY
IT GROWS TO FIVE FEET TALL AND IT MAKES A MACHINE GUN SOUND
IF THIS THING SHOWED UP IN MY HOUSE I WOULD GOVE OT THE HOUSE
AND IF IT MADE ITS NOISE I WOULD GIVE OT THE CAR TO
I'm a big music fan. And a videogame fan too. So I decided to combine this two things and make a fanart for "Milk inside a bag of milk inside a bag of milk" , which was developed by Nikita Kryukov. And the composition for this image was inspired by "Milk", a Song by Jack Stauber. "Milk inside a bag of milk" is a psychological Horror Visual Novel about a girl on her way to buy some Milk. Now you probably think "But Nabs, what's so scary about buying a pack of Milk?" and as someone who isn't able to handle social situation well due to various reasons, I can say with pure confidence: "Everything!"
In this game you are a voice inside a girls head. She has a inner monologe with you about the stuff she is thinking about as she gets closer to the grocery store. And you, as her voice, have to keep her calm and distract her from her anxiety while also helping her to successfully buy a pack of mulk and bring it home to bring it back to her mum.
It is a very short game and I was beating it in 30 minutes. It sure was a quick read and yet I find myself playing it once in a while whenever I struggle with my own anxiety. The developer did a very good job in depicting anxiety at it's core. There is also a second game called "Milk outside a bag of Milk outside a bag of milk" which I haven't played yet. All I heard is that the concept is a bit different from the first game but i haven't found the time to play it. (or in other words. I'm having so many games to play and yet the only game I return to daily at the moment is Stardew Valley in my after hours…I got Krobus as a roommate and he is AMAZING!…anyways…moving on with making art !)
I wanted to depict a scene at the supermarket, where the girl is standing in front of a Milk Aisle, not sure what Milk to pict, when her Paranoia kicks in. Just like how I sometimes feel like when I go to the supermarket!
I miss Roxanne and Megamind's relationship.
They're one of the best couples in DreamWorks, really. But it's more interesting to think that they probably had a mutual attraction early on in the movie. Just imagine a slightly different conversation between them, where Megamind isn't pretending to be Bernard. Sorry if this comes off a bit dark.
Megamind can't stand the constant pangs of conscience because of what happened to Metro Man and goes out to the park, where, of course, no one has walked for a long time. He walks slowly, not looking where he's going, and collides with Roxanne. The girl instinctively steps back from him, fear flashing across her face. Megamind winces: he was used to exchanging some kind of jokes with her, he seemed to enjoy making her smile, but he had never seen her so amazed and scared.
"What, you want to destroy me too?" she asks bitterly. "Go ahead. I don't have the strength to fight."
"No!" Megamind almost screams and is frightened by his own outburst of emotions. "This shouldn't have happened. Never. Roxanne, you know me, I've never put you in any danger."
"Metro Man thought the same," Roxanne mutters, clutching the script of the upcoming news broadcast to her chest. "We're all so used to the fact that your fights never end in anything serious. Good luck in your triumph of victory."
"I'm really sorry. I wish I could fix it, but I just don't know how."
"It might have been better if you had never been here."
The words feel like a slap in the face. Megamind lets out a ragged breath, trying to hide the pain.
"Good idea. This city definitely doesn't need aliens with uncontrollable abilities."
Roxanne suddenly claps her hand over her mouth, realizing what she had suggested.
"No, no, no, you're not going to..."
"Yes. Maybe at least my..." He doesn't finish the sentence, but it's clear what word he meant, "will make you and everyone else happy."
Megamind slowly starts to walk away, tears welling up in his throat. He is definitely at his lowest point in his life. No one has ever told him that before. Even prison wouldn’t be the worst punishment for him.
There is only one exit here. One and quite exciting.
"I was happy during our meetings!" the girl suddenly says, forcing him to stop. "I always knew that everything would end well, that I would come home and write a script for the next news broadcast. But now... I don’t know what to do. No one knows. But not this."
"People used to avoid me just because I was different. They were right. I couldn't become good. Useful to someone. My only way out is evil."
Roxanne ponders the word "useful". She may not be as smart as he is, but she remembers how easily he could cheer her up with his jokes. That quality could come in handy in...
"You could become a journalist. To instill faith in all that is good in people."
"I can't. I killed him." Megamind turns around, but his face isn't as sad anymore.
"But maybe if no one knew it was you..." Roxanne begins to think, as Megamind smiles slightly.
“I can do it,” the man nods to himself with satisfaction. “But why do you need it?”
"I'm tired of being afraid and thinking about the worst future. Let's face it, I never thought of you as a real villain," she admits awkwardly.
Surprisingly, Megamind doesn't take offense at her words.
"You really want to improve my reputation through the media?" Megamind asks.
"For some reason, I think I won’t regret it."
Megamind blinks rapidly, not believing his ears: she believed in him.
They would then begin a joint investigation, during which they would become even closer. Metro Man's hideout would still be found, and he could send a message to the journalists that he was fine, but wanted a quiet life. And then the almost canonical ending.
I just found this quiz and it’s, phenomenal
I did this for my school for Halloween :D (I’m so proud!)
GOOD FUCKING LORD I NEED HIM?
I should draw him whimpering
Where Both God And Satan Fear To Tread
Have you ever had that one creepy,abandoned building where you live?You know,that place you probably pass on the way to work or the store.Doesn't it give you curiosity?Don't you want to explore it?I did.I explored the local tunnels,of which I had thought to be devoid of life.I walked into the tunnel entrance,flashlight in hand.On the walls,numbers were scrawled where I thought I'd find bullshit like "Suck me off" or something.I disregarded it as just some druggie's shenanigans.As I walked deeper into the tunnels,the more numbers there were.At some spots,there were even claw marks,as if a rabid lion or something was turned loose in there.When I reached the end of the tunnel,I'd found a spiral staircase,leading down into the unknown.Stupidly,I ventured down the stairs,and into the rest of the tunnels.At this point I could have sworn I heard a hiss or something."Honey,I'm home!",I jokingly called.I wasn't scared of an old tunnel settling or whatever.I continued my exploration,finding a few odd papers that looked to be torn from a note book.Written on them,of course,was numbers.On one of the pages,however,there was the full alphabet,but the letters where numbered.I stood there for a minute or two,when I thought of something.I looked at some numbers on the wall next to me.
"9-20_12-21-18-11-19_23-8-5-18-5_2-15-20-8
_7-15-4_1-14-4_19-1-20-1-14_6-5-1-18_20-15
_20-18-5-1-4"
"It lurks where both God and Satin fear to tread"
As soon as my brain processed it,I was caught of guard a bit,but none the less,I continued.As I did,I kept hearing things,but I choked it up to be anxiety from the creepy message.Due to so many twists and turns,I had found myself lost,at a dead end.I tried going in a different direction,but I saw something or someone that stopped me dead in my tracks.A human-esque figure,down on all fours,with metallic claws,staring at me.I tried to sound tough,but all I could get out was a pathetic whine."What the...",I said.The person or thing suddenly stood up,on two legs,taking an attack stance.I tried to turn and run,but it pounced on me,pinning me down.It let out a god awful shriek and clawed my back,as I struggled to escape.I managed to roll over and kick the damn thing of me.It stumbled back,and I swiftly got back on my feet,able to run.Sprinting down seemingly endless halls,with that thing chasing me,I came across a latter,leading upwards.Wasting no time,I climbed up the latter as fast as I could,dropping my flashlight in the process.As I climbed,the creature followed.Once I reached the outside world,I slammed hatch to the tunnels closed,and ran,never looking back.At some point,I fell to my knees,gasping for my breath.Once I got my shit together,I went to the local hospital to get my wounds fixed up.Whilst the doctor stitched up the cuts,he questioned how I'd acquired such injuries.I gave him a half assed bear attack story.I was never going the admit what I saw,I knew I'd be thrown into the nut house.Never again will I explore abandoned places.Never again will I go where both God an Satan fear to tread.
Burn them all
art -Roberto Diaz
art by Omid Farokhifar
cr : TheUnclean