Charles Snippy: COFFEESENTRY: 412:Charles Snippy: COFFEES3 years ago in Personal More Like This
This evening, I returned to into the City to fill out the reports about my first tour out into the Dead Zone.
Hopefully, they won't suddenly shut down the D.Z.T.R. Department and there will be more tours for me to "guide".
Today... was different.
A buzzing, hovering Hunter-Drone met me in the Airlock.
Must be a new thing.
Ah I see,
As I'm forever unable to access ANNET, someone up top must have programmed this contraption to follow me around, shouting things at me.
Thank you, whoever you are.
I never felt more ridiculous.
To top things off, I lost my coffee.
BIOMASS 117: DELAYSDeLays, wE WeRe DeLaYeD.BIOMASS 117: DELAYS3 years ago in Personal More Like This
It Is MoSt StAnGe. OuR AvAtArS CoUlD noT fOcUs On CaPtAiN. ThEy CoUlD NoT CatCh It.
...It Has WaNdeReD OfF InTo ThE DeAD CiTy.
ThIs TrIaL Is A MoCkeRy WhEn ThE AcCcusEd CaN JuSt WaLK OfF.
ZeE CaPtAiN MuSt HaVe A WeAkNeSs, SoMeWheRe In ThE MeMoRy oF tHeSe ProPerTieS.
It WaS DiFfiCulT To TrAcK dOwN AlL InStaNcEs Of CaPtAin.
SoMeThiNg WaS InTeRfERiNg WiTh ThE ScAn.
SoMeThiNg ThaT DiD NoT BeLoNg iN ThE PaSt.
SoMeThiNg ThAt KePt MeDdLiNg WiTh EvErYtHiNg.
A WeApOn oF PoWer GrEaTeR ThaN tHe FuRnAcE Of ThE StArS.
An EmISsArY oF DeAtH, HiDdEn iN PlaIn SiGht.
BuT WhY? WhY DoEs DeAtH ItSeLf PrOtEcT tHe AcCuSeD?
We ToOk ToO LoNg. We AsSuMeD tHiS WoRlD wAs InAcTivE.
It WaS NoT.
The BiOmASs oF ThoUSaNdS CaNnoT NoT CoMpeTe WiTh A pLaNeTaRy DeFeNcE NeTwOrK iN PoSeSsiOn Of OrBiTaL IoN CaNnOns...
ThE UnIoN MuSt KnOw.
ThEy WiLl NoT Be PleAseD wItH OuR fAiLuRe.
ENGIE: PROTOCOL 1-1-3Zee Captain's note of summons had sealed my fate.ENGIE: PROTOCOL 1-1-33 years ago in Personal More Like This
I felt a cold pull at my stomach. Something else was coming, re-awakened by the presence of Captain.
Something worse than the shuffling noises of the red beasts outside. The sound of falling cannonball.
Whatever that fleshy monstrosity was, it cared not for me, but it's presence here led ANNIE straight to me.
...And it came to pass on the morrow, that the goddess in the machine came upon me and she wanted vengeance.
She was online, the thermonuclear bombardment of the core databank cube had failed to shut her down.
She was still alive, after all these years.
The explosive crash-landing of the hunter machine through the old roof drew THEIR attention.
I was now between two wild beasts, out for my blood.
What was Protocol 1-1-3?
Memories of Directorate weapon codes lingered in my mind, poisoning my thought pattern.
Could it be?
...So this was to be my death.
ANNIE had let me know that she
Engie: awakeI felt scorching heat and vibrating pain.Engie: awake3 years ago in Personal More Like This
There was an endless buzz in my ears of massive shell-shock.
Crunching noise of the ground.
For a brief second I saw tiny mushrooms and flowers under me, but they quickly disintegrated into dust.
Impossible. Shock-Hallucinations. I haven't seen grass in so many years.
Crawl forward. Away. Away from the heat.
Farther. Come on Alex. Get up. Walk.
Something was wrong. I wasn't supposed to be alive.
...Ion Cannon interrupts all electronic impulses, no matter how small, effectively scrambling, disrupting all neural activity and shuts down the brain.
Sure, the walls of the little house protected me from the flames of ruptured atmosphere, but how is my mind still active?
Only one thing could have protected me. Something which could bend all known laws of physics at it pleased.
Could it be? The note?!
Could Seven's luck actually transfer onto others?
If this is true, then Seven could be the key to my
Biomass 117: DISCONNECTED AVATAROn StArDaTe 230387455652769 A TrIaL Has CoMmeNcEd, To EvaLuAte ThE LoSs oF InVaDer UnIoN Ship 4920-938Biomass 117: DISCONNECTED AVATAR3 years ago in Personal More Like This
It WaS DiScoVeRed ThEn,
ThAt ThE SiNgULaRitY KnoWn As CaPtaIn ComiTtED A SeRieS of CriMeS AgAiNsT The UniOn.
AnD So, By ThE OrDeR Of ThE InVaDeRs UniOn,
We WeRe SuMmOneD AnD
To ThiS WoRlD On ThE TeTrA-ViRuS SeEdS.
To InFeCt aNd To UnItE AlL LiViNg LoCaL MulTiCeLlULaRs As BiOMaSs 117, The MoSt UnStoPpaBLe aNd FaIr JuDgE oF AlL.
LifE alwAys fInDs a wAy.
WhilE wE scAnNed the
SNIPPY: FLYING DAYENTRY 3647:SNIPPY: FLYING DAY3 years ago in Personal More Like This
November something something.
I've got to come up with a better system for telling what day it is. Maybe I could scrawl numbers on the back of my shoe? Nah, that sounds like something silly that Pilot would do.
I'm currently carrying a calendar that says 2012 on it, but I am pretty sure that these days aren't correct anyway to our year and Captain keeps scribbling things in the margins whenever I get distracted enough for the calendar to be snatched out of my hands. I found the calendar more or less intact and it's kinda impressive that it lasted from way back in 2012. It must have held some sort of personal importance to it's owner to seal it away in a plastic container with words "the Mayans were wrong, trust no-one!"
I've been trying to keep track of how old I am, but I keep forgetting to check off every day in the calendar or maybe captain is messing off with me by erasing my checkmarks.
Something tells me I shouldn't be telling Captain about my birthday anyway. I would
Pilot: SHOEDEAR SHOE,Pilot: SHOE3 years ago in Personal More Like This
THAT'S RIGHT YOU ARE A SHOE.
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT NOT BEING A SHOE BECAUSE IN MY MIND YOU ARE ONE AND THAT IS MOST UNFORTUNATE.
AS LONG AS I HAVE YOU CONCEPTUALIZED AS A SHOE IN MY IMAGINATION YOU SHALL REMAIN AS SUCH.
THIS MAKES ME WONDER WHETHER ALL PEOPLES AND OBJECTS CAN BE CONCEPTUALIZED AS SHOES AND THUS BECOME SUCH, GRANTING ME ABSOLUTE POWER OVER THEM. DOES SNIPPY HAVE A CLEVER ARGUMENT? NO HE DOESN'T, HE'S A SHOE. SHOES CAN'T HAVE CLEVER ARGUMENTS.
I FEEL LIKE THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD HAS BEEN LIFTED OFF MY SHOULDERS NOW THAT EVERYTHING IS UNDER MY CONTROL, NOW THAT YOU ARE ALL SHOES. I NO LONGER HAVE TO ANSWER TO MY REGRETS AND PAST MISTAKES BECAUSE THEY ARE SIMPLY SHOES.
I WAS EVEN ABLE TO PAINT PHOTOSHOP IN PURPLE COLOR (TO PLEASE CAPTAIN) AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN PUT UP A PROPER FIGHT BECAUSE I IMAGINED HER AS A SHOE.
MAYBE I CAN IMAGINE THE
Charles snippy: TRANSFERENTRY: 377:Charles snippy: TRANSFER3 years ago in Personal More Like This
For several months of torture, the Directorate kept me in their offices, making me file paperwork on their "test subjects", all while I kept sending applications to the "Dead Zone tourism" branch, to get away from towering cubes of the Directorate, away from cities and transmitter towers that were slowly frying my brain.
Centuries of industrial pollution were inevitably changing the biosphere of our world and the Directorate knew it better than anyone, yet they did nothing to stop it, profit had to be maximized, production had to be increased, customers had to be satisfied. Holes in the ozone layer, irreversible changes in the atmosphere, radioactive fallout, wild-life mutations, the days growing darker and the sky turning black - none of this mattered to them.
These changes must have been so gradual that no single generation was able to protest it.
Everyone was happily, playfully, and joyfully ignoring the world outside o
SNIPPY: REMEMBERANCES OF THE PAST DAYOctober something, something.SNIPPY: REMEMBERANCES OF THE PAST DAY3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Today captain declared as "REMEMBERANCES OF THE PAST DAY".
The day begun with me getting smacked with a broken laptop and yells "YOU'VE GOT MAIL!".
I tried to protest that laptops weren't attacking people in the mornings back in the past. To this, Captain declared that in fact they didn't have to, because users were so addicted to reading their daily mail facts that every morning they woke up smacking their heads on their laptops.
Then my head was treated to a barrage of empty, metal SPAM cans with words "SPAM MAIL! DODGE THE SPAM! USE FILTERS!".
With these words, captain gave me two old tennis rackets. The tennis rackets had yellow duck-tape stickers on them with words "DELETE" and "BLOCK EMAIL ADDRESS".
The spam can attack didn't end there, Pilot's job for today was hiding behind building ruins and throwing the spam cans at me at random intervals with yells of "INCREASE YOUR GENITAL SIZE!", "RUSSIAN BRIDE LOVES YOU" and "I AM NIGERIAN PRINCE WITH 56 BILL
BIOMATRIX 117: A TEN THOUSAND YEAR OLD ENIGMAtHeRE's SoMeThiNg iN tHe MoSt DisTanT MeMoRy Of PaSt SoMeThiNg ThaT DoeS Not BeLong, SoMeThiNg ThaT I mUsT ShOw tO ChaRleS SniPpy.BIOMATRIX 117: A TEN THOUSAND YEAR OLD ENIGMA3 years ago in Personal More Like This
CaN YoU GuESs WhaT iT iS?
Charles Snippy: DreamsEntry 382:Charles Snippy: Dreams3 years ago in Personal More Like This
My personal online psychiatrist is making me narrate this nonsense down on the chip embedded in my tooth in hopes that someday I may be cured of my "incompatibility" with ANNET, or at least possibly reduce the "mild psychosis caused by work-related stress" as she calls it.
I know that it's not going to happen. The problem is something genetic and while those goons in the genetics department would love to get their machines into my brain, I prefer the lack of sleep and headaches to lobotomy.
I seen the reports on their test subjects: "total neural shut-down", "subject resists integration with the net, increasing the signal strength lead to damage to the 85% of the frontal lobe."
Call me old fashioned, but I like my brain the way it is.
I've had that day-dream again. Day-mare is more likely.
A flash-mare? Not sure what to call these, really.
The transmitter towers dotting this bloody city are making my life difficult, but not as difficult as the fact that everyone expects me t
SNIPPY: QUESTIONABLE REALITYI definitely thought about killing Captain, especially after several pranks that were pulled on me like that time when I woke up with a bucket super-glued to my head and declared "iron man".SNIPPY: QUESTIONABLE REALITY3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Or that time when Captain made a soup out of my gas mask filters because the broth needed the "Smooth flavour of Snippy" and salt wasn't available... so I had to roam the decaying shopping malls for a new pair.
Or that time when Captain pushed me into a watery abyss inside a wooden barrel to celebrate "Niagara falls day".
Have my thoughts become so compounded as to finally cause schizophrenia?
...Am I a stone throw away from becoming like Pilot, talking to pet rocks and building the Bastion of Captania out of rotting shoe boxes?
And if I were to kill Captain who would I have left?
I must have been talking out loud like those crazy hobos that lived outside the protectorate dome that communicated with radioactive rain clouds via conversations of interpretive dance, until they were consumed by a famil
SNIPPY: NO ESCAPE?How can I escape fromSNIPPY: NO ESCAPE?3 years ago in Personal More Like This
THE MONSTROUS ARBITRATOR that wants to lobotomize my brain because of my crimes as "CAPTAIN"?
CAPTAIN: FORESIGHT TEST 1WHAT DID CAPTAIN REVIEW MOST INTIMATELY TODAY?CAPTAIN: FORESIGHT TEST 13 years ago in Personal More Like This
MAKE YOUR PREDICTION AND WRITE IT BELOW!
THEN, LOOK AT EPISODE 80 TO TEST JOO POWERS OF FORESIGHT!
HOW DID YOU DO?
DO YOU REQUIRE FORWARD VISION CORRECTION SURGERIES?
CAPTAIN: THE LETTERDEAD GIANT PYLON/CAT OVERLORDS,CAPTAIN: THE LETTER3 years ago in Personal More Like This
I WAS MOST PERTURBED/DISTURBED/ANNOYED/JAXTAPOSED TO DISCOVER THAT OUR LOVELY UNIVERSE IS SHRINKING!
AS A CONSTITUENT OF THE UNIVERSE AND HIGHLY RESPECTABLE REPRESENTATIVE OF PLANET EARTH AND KING OF THE NATION OF CAPTANIA, I FIND THIS UNSUSTAINABLE DEVELOPMENT UNNACEPTABLE AND MUST INSIST THAT YOU TAKE ACTION TO RETURN THE UNIVERSE TO ITS RIGHTFUL SIZE OR AT LEAST PREVENT ANY FURTHER REDUCTIONS.
I KNOW, YOU THINK IT'S OKAY, THE UNIVERSE IS INFINITE, AND YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST IGNORE THIS ISSUE IN HOPES THAT IT WILL GO AWAY.
HOWEVER, ACCORDING TO MY CALCULATIONS, THE END OF THE UNIVERSE IS INEVITABLE AND WE HAVE ONLY 60 CYCLES LEFT AT BEST, MAYBE 80 UNTIL OUR UNIVERSE CEASES TO EXIST ENTIRELY, IT'S ENERGY PERMANENTLY SHIFTING INTO ANOTHER STATE OF EXISTENCE.
OH BEHALF OF THE PEOPLES OF CAPTANIA (POPULATION: 4) I APPEAL TO YOUR HYPER-GALACTIC-MIND TO CONSIDER MY CASE AND HAVE IT REVIEWED BEFORE THE END O
Tutorial Tuesday: FacesOkay lets draw some faces! Before we jump in let me just say that this tutorial is for the general guideline to draw faces. Every human being is built a little different so even though I'm going to give you a guideline on how you should draw faces, know that these are the average proportions. As in if you took every human being on the planet and averaged their proportions you'd get something like this. But individuals will have eyes that might be slightly farther apart. or noses that are longer etc. So use these as a starting point then exagerate certain features to create you're own unique looking character.Tutorial Tuesday: Faces3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Also this tutorial is for those of you at the starting level, for those of you who have no idea how to draw a face properly and you've just been drawing features haphazardly and hoping for the best.
So lets start:
1. The Head
So i've talked about breaking down thing you want to draw into basic shapes in the past. In fact i di
And then I said, "SOPA? Are you CRAZY?!?&SOPA The Stop Online Piracy Act.And then I said, "SOPA? Are you CRAZY?!?&3 years ago in Personal More Like This
SOPA works a bit like this. You know when you click on a Youtube link, only to find that "this video has been removed, due to claims from the copyright owner"?
Well, that's how SOPA's going to work, only instead of just Youtube, it's gonna be the whole internet. Oh yeah, and did I mention they block the entire website, not just the offending piece of material?
So, all those douchebags that upload "demotivationals", stolen art, and screenshots from anime & movies to dA? Yeah, they'd have us killed in one minute. No, I'm not exaggerating! Go sit on the front page and refresh, see how often those pop up.
But yeah, in a nutshell, all your favourite websites? Gone, or at the very least drastically censored.
I just want you guys to be informed about this. The internet may be drastically changed forever, and we need to be prepared, but right now, let's do all we can to get educated and try
When Did Abuse Become a Fantasy?Not to long ago, I was perusing stories of various genres and types, searching for either entertaining reading material, inspiration for my own works, and a bit of both, when I happened upon Mother Knows Best. Now for those of you who haven't read it, I'm about to give a description of the basic plot thus far, so if you don't want it spoiled for whatever reason, feel free to not read what I have to say.When Did Abuse Become a Fantasy?2 years ago in Personal More Like This
This story is a FMG Fantasy, featuring a single mother named Tara and her 15-year-old son, Cory. They are staying in Tara's brother's vacation home all by themselves for the summer, all expenses's paid. Tara is concerned about the fact that Cory is spending all his time playing video games and eating fast food, and tells him he's needs to exercise and keep in shape. But Cory is rather arrogant, and with some male chauvinist predilections, and dismisses her, says he's strong enough, and that he doesn't need to do
Polandball Meme!made this mah-self.Polandball Meme!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
-Desperately want to go to space.
-You wash car's for a living/Clean toilets.
-You hate Russia.
-You are proud to not be moslem. 
-You steal stuff alot. 
-You are rich.
-You do ALL the work.
-Beat the crap outta France daily
-Love anything ending with a kraut.
-Many turkish people live in yo neighborhood.
-Really poor 
-Really lazy. 
-It's Constantinople NOT ISTANBUL 
-Noone like you.
-Cant accept things that dont go your way.
-Hate it when people do shit you tell them not to.
-Hate the Kebab and want to remove them.
-Want something back someone stole from you really badly.
-You laugh like "huehuehue" instead of "hahaha".
-You think Portugese people are thieves and smell bad.
-You look for people of your nationality in video games.
-You love bananas. 
-You have a big bootay.
HrmmmAgain I am pondering over the topic of gender, feminism and so on.Hrmmm2 years ago in Personal More Like This
And I realise: i don't know if I honestly want to be completely political correct or feminist in particular in my work.
Maybe this means nothing to you. Maybe you are shocked of my ignorance. But let me explain.
I am annoyed of many quite pornographic depictions and flat character presentations IN THE CONTEXT OF MAINSTREAM STORYS.
I do like Characters that kick ass, regardless of Gender, religious or sexual orientation. Most often I do not care ofor the last two. but sometimes they are a Vital Character part.
I think Porn has a place in our world. And i am happy to depict sexy people man and women. By now there is a certain trend in my Portfolio towards "sexy" female characters - i attribute this to my own preferances.
And yes I am guilty of creating sexy "fanservice" characters. or - as a friend put it: why isn't she wearing an appropriately long Jacket?
But i also Cre
*-* 2013I wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR *-**-* 20132 years ago in Personal More Like This
Structure, structure - one trunk, not fourI haven't abandoned my elephant. I sent it back to the factory.Structure, structure - one trunk, not four2 years ago in Personal More Like This
The longer I work on Chasing Sunset and the rest of the arcs, the longer I understand how I was doing everything wrong. It's funny. Among my friends, I'm known most as the writer. I'm the one screwing up a million times, trying to muddle my way through until I find exactly what I need to be doing instead of what I was doing.
Evidently, I needed to switch projects to see this.
Chasing Sunset is an infinitely easier plot than the elephant. It's a standard adventure/horror in a modern world. The tech we have, they have. The things that are plausible for them are usually plausible for them (lol, vampires XD ). It's got a suspension of disbelief, but it's not -entirely- made of cloudstuffs.
Half my work is already done! XD
Anyway, the elephant is still with me. Being a little thing, driving people to insanity, you know. Like elephants like to
Good Old Fashioned Comic Books, and nerddom.So on my our home today from vacation, my family stopped at a pawn/antique shop on the side of the road in west Texas. And it was... it was... glorious.Good Old Fashioned Comic Books, and nerddom.3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Rows of old relics like stereoptic cards, political posters from the sixties and beyond, old street lights...
... and a massive bookshelf with boxes of old comic books.
Nothing newer than 2003, and books that dated back to the 1950s. It was GLORIOUS.
I don't even buy comics. Friends give me their mangas like, "you're an artist, read this stuff". I enjoy one or two series... but never have had the guts to walk into a store and buy comics myself, especially in my town, where it's kinda frowned upon. Sigh... they don't understand the gorgeous art in these things.
So I'll just come right out and say that I'm a complete sucker for superhero comics. Always borrowed or found 'em on the internet, never owned my own until today. Because TODAY WAS THE DAY. Superhero comics.
Oldschool Thor, Superman... superheroes I've never heard of be
ENGIE: RegretsI was at first too stupid to see that we were no longer using ANNIE but Annie was using us.ENGIE: Regrets3 years ago in Personal More Like This
She was a goddess in the machine, our search engine.
We used her to collect and share knowledge and in return she had started to use us as her processors. It was an unexpected transition and it took a long time, thus I failed to notice it, failed to stop it. The new organism had come to life in which we were only neuron cells of her massive mind, that spanned continents.
Humanity no longer had a chance to survive in it's current state. We had poisoned the oceans, we had scorched the earth and blackened the sky in our quest for power.
The world we knew was dying. I knew that this decade would be our last. The city would fall to the Zone, sooner or later.
Research notes from the last report of Charles Snippy terrified me greatly. They had found something horrid in the Dead Zone. Something that killed them all.
The Dead Zone Research and Tourism i