X Demolition vs. Robros Dropped Images

I had fully intended do that fite, to the point that two images were finished, but at some time I got lethargic and it ended up in more capable hands. The two images were scanned, and I figure I might as well put them out there.

Zephyrus would be the first to go down, I wanted Oceanus to have his time to outshine his brother.

Oceanus had some sort of sound cannon or Sonic cannon in his recent upgrades, so I intended to make good use of that. He was gonna behead Constructor X.

But that would not have been the end. Little Brother would have survived, and as he tried to detransform from Constructor form, he'd be forced to drag a destroyed, malfunctioning Big Brother around. It sounds kind of bleak, but Big Brother was gonna be funny malfunctioning, saying random crap and having fortunate moments where he protected his bro's hide from Poseidon and Oceanus.

At some point, Big Bro would get a moment of clarity and surge his power into Little Brother, Giving Little Brother resolve in a bleak moment. Poseidon would have eaten the front of the still functioning slimer machine at some point, spraying slime out of his mouth, but Little brother would impale Poseidon's side and use the robot shark to finish of Oceanus. There might have been more but I dont remember! And some things probably make more sense to me than when I explain them vaguely...

I do think Goops's version was a better final Fite of the year though, having the unexpected twist of two assistants duking it out. Something new for the finale.

What all-powerful gods do in their spare time

First day of using Chatzy with all you guys and we already had an awesome moment. I love imagining The Professor and the Lord shooting the breeze with Jumpropeman as he eats pizza. Changed our usernames a bit to make it work though~

Jumpropeman: I'm gonna make a pizza, so if I'm unresponsive, its because there is pizza occupying my hands

(a while later...)

Jumpropeman: I was having trouble with that pizza

Jumpropeman: I melted the cuttingboard

The Lord: Oh right. Pizza

The Professor: That doesn't sound kosher.

Jumpropeman: I had to scrape a glass dish and a plastic cutting board to cover my tracks

The Professor: JRM: Roughin' it.

Jumpropeman: I like making my pizza with teh wrong equipment. I burned my stomach somehow

Jumpropeman: the outside of the stomach of course

The Professor: How did you even manage that?

The Professor: That takes talent

The Professor: Right there.

The Lord: ........I am confused.

Jumpropeman: Revealing my secrets would ruin the magic

Jumpropeman: The pizza ain't even fully cooked...

Jumpropeman: but it tastes a'ight

M Sheep: Don't get worms, Jrm.

Cornwind: Hey Jumpropeman, you ever watch The Spoony Experiment?

M Sheep: How will you host FYM if you have worms?

Jumpropeman: I have seen it a few times I think. I only really go to tgwtg.com for Linkara.

Jumpropeman: And the worms will help me host

Jumpropeman: They understand how the WALL!!'s worm attack works

The Professor: Brows Held High fan over here.

The Professor: ....and JesseOtaku.

The Professor: BUT THAT'S ALL!!

The Lord: Yes, trust me. Worms are a aggrievence beyond compare.

The Lord: Well, Spoony had this side show called Counter Monkey where he recounts Tabletop Gaming experiences

The Lord: When you're done eating, check out this particular story about a pizza

The Professor: I can help you out with that.

The Lord: http://spoonyexperiment.com/2011/10/24/c...

Erebus: D=<

The Professor: I can tell from title tht probably isn't something to watch while eating.

Jumpropeman: No deal Prof, I have an eating disorder, so if those worms can put up with it, they earned their spot in my tummy

The Lord: My fellow shadow creature....here, let me quote what someone I fought once who had a soul-stealing sword said about me.

Jumpropeman: freaking burned some of my fingers too

Jumpropeman: sheesh!

Jumpropeman: First world pizza problems

The Lord: "That was not the reason! You…your…what ARE you?" Jin said as she stood up. "What they felt…writhing in your chest…it was no more a soul than cancer is a cell!"

The Lord: I don't think you want whatever my soul's become.

Jumpropeman: I lost track of you Richard, so I'm just gonna eat my pizza and nod

The Professor: Oh don't tease so. It just makes me hungrier...

Jumpropeman: Well Professor... Would you like to make a deal? The last two slices of my pizza for your SOUL!

The Professor: That is horrible deal. I cannot even taste nor digest it. What possible use could I have for it? No deal.

Jumpropeman: Take a nail, hammer the slices to the wall. Decoration! Call it Modern Art and you can make millions

The Professor: It will rot with time. I have no use for something that fades so quickly.

The Lord: "I also somehow doubt he is interested in mortal currencies, time spirit and eater of pizza.

Jumpropeman: I'm eating the second remaining slice while listening to Spoony talk about store restrooms. Living the life over here, you villains are missing out

The Professor: ....What would I even DO with with money, anyway?

Jumpropeman: Buy more pizza

Jumpropeman: you can have a whole gallery

Jumpropeman: Of Pizza art

Creepy Doll

Hey, what do you know, a song about a creepy doll. I recently heard it because its part of the current Humble Music Bundle, go check it out for cheap legal music yo: http://www.humblebundle.com/

Anyway, that reminds me of a creepy doll we saw recently. Especially the fact that the doll just kind of follows that guy around in the song. Originally, Moomba was going to just chill out around our characters, doing creepy things a bit like the Sheep might if we didn't kill it as soon as we say it. Just a way to inject horror into our everyday stuff, like maybe Eshe's bloodtaps running endlessly or something.

The Moomba idea of course grew out of the doll image at the bottom, but I had no idea what to do with my idea for a while. I was like, "Hey, wouldn't it be silly if someone RPed as that doll?" I also considered roping that blocky fellow you see next to the "Who's Online" thing somehow, but it would have been forced.

A lot of things about that Moomba plot shifted about. At first Celestia would be put in a doll that looked like her, but the body switch Captain Ginyu style seemed more interesting so that was scrapped. I also might have involved the Onion Knight doll in the plot if the tractors had not favored the bar enough in the conflict.

The Doll is around still as a remnant of that "Sticking around to cause horror" element, except Calabat and The Doll exist so I always have someone (something) in the bar to RP with in case the others are busy. Also, in case I have a cute or silly idea for something, or something that my other characters couldn't do just randomly.

Also, I originally had Phantomon randomly show up near the end because I thought he might have to transfer the soul of Celestia back into her, but I was just like "Eh, let's just have Moomba's death fix all it's evil magic."

Also, RP seems kinda slow now huh? At least the past few days felt that way. I have a few things I might do, but I have so many new vidja games I might not implement them. If you saw that post with Izzy, that's one of them. Olympic mascots are so weird these days. I actually considered including a different one, but he wasn't era appropriate and... He wasn't a ridiculous Whatzit!

So yeah, let's see how August goes. I guess it's the last month of RP so hopefully it's a good one!

A trip down old writing lane...

Scientist: We have modified this man’s brain to know everything in the world, except he cannot do simple addition.
 
Narrator: Watch as Henry, the smartest man alive, struggles in a world where simple addition rules.
 
Cashier: This book will cost you two bucks.
 
(*Henry pulls out his wallet, which has two one-dollar bills and a five.)
 
Henry: Um… Um…. Can you help me? I don’t know which dollar bills to give you.
 
Narrator: Watch as he loses the love of his life because he does not know simple addition.
 
Girlfriend: You know what me plus you equals?
 
Henry: Um… Um… Can you give me a hint?
 
SLAP!
 
Narrator: And watch as he struggles to learn addition to win her back.
 
(He’s sitting in a kindergarten classroom.)
 
Teacher: Two plus two equals four!
 
(The scene switches to Henry in his room, studying in the dark by lamp light.)
 
Henry: It doesn’t make any sense!
 
(He knocks the papers and books off his desk.)
 
Narrator: This March, some see THE MAN WHO CANNOT DO SIMPLE ADDITION!




That there is some old joke I wrote way back when I used to contribute to lemmykoopa.com a lot. I guess my roots in wanting to contribute to the internet with my own writing come from there. Now I write stuff on Zoofights that at least tries to be really good, sometimes serious, and always crazy. 


Back in those days I think I found lemmykoopa.com because it kept coming up when I searched for mario images. I was pretty young back then, back then we had a single house PC and we all used AOL. I think it must have been middle school because I had picked the name ghettobananachris.


For the most part my contributions to the site were tiny things. They had an item section, a bio section, and an image section where I contribued pictures of mario things, descriptions of mario items, and wrote little bios for certain mario characters. It was amusing, but the place where I showed off my budding writing talent was the interview section.


If you go to the interview section of the website and find my name, ghettobananachris, there are 18 little interviews I did where I wrote in character as someone interviewing someone else. I guess in a way it was my RPing roots :P If anyone were to bother reading them though, it is best to do them sequentially. It had a lot of running jokes and a few website-only in-jokes, but reading a few now makes me chuckle a little. I see old jokes like that trailer I lead with and I can see a portal to my younger mind.


Another bit of writing I did around that period in my life was a series of movie scripts called Ghetto Bananas. They were mostly just crazy stories I told my best friend that I wrote down. The idea at first was that celebrities were doing stuff at a Ghetto Banana Restaraunt, and for some reason I decided instead of having the celebrities play characters, they were the characters.


Ghetto Bananas contained a lot of inside jokes and just general craziness and I can see hints of my current writing style in it, but it's mostly barebones descriptions of things that happen in the "films". Right now the whole batch can be found on my deviant art page, but again they need to be read sequentially to make any sense. Some of the ones in the middle don't even say the main character's names anymore! I updated it with the ones I've typed up from their paper versions, but there are still three I have yet to post. I wrote them around middle school and early high school, so they are mostly just silliness.


One name you might recognize if you bother to take a look is Phileas Cardwright. In Zoofights, he is Harry's dead boyfriend, but elsewhere, he is just a recurring character who I try to worm into anything I write. He is usually British, but other than that he is rather flexible.


I don't know when I decided I was actually talented at writing, but in high school I told all the girls that were into me it was. I never wrote them love poems or anything because I never got inspired enough to do so (no offense chicas), but I did write some on the general concept of love and life. I dominated the literary magazine with my poems on my last year of high school. I was also on the literary magazine committee. I didn't get to have a say on if my stuff got in, and I know one girl didn't like me because I guess I was her rival and she thought her poetry was superior to everyones, but I still got 4 or so things in, the most of anyone! (brag brag brag, moving on)


I also got to write these blurbs throughout the book. The idea behind that year's magazine was that a parent (can't remember if we decided on mother or father) and their son were in a post-apocalyptic wasteland and the parent was worried that the culture of creativity died out with most of mankind. As they searched about for provisions in various places, they recovered art and stories as well as supplies so they could make sure their child didn't miss out on mankind's creativity. That idea was all me baby, and I wrote the blurbs because of it.


Anyway, one of the stories in that magazine also went on to win a Sci-Fi writing contest! Well, third place, but I still got a certificate so I was happy. The literary magazine also won a design contest it entered, and since I did a lot of it I take that as another victory!


Most of the poetry and short stories from that time can be found on my facebook, but the writing is mostly not worth sharing. A few I do still like. I wrote a really cool story about hell I might post eventually, and a few love poems that I don't think are THAT cliche.

I hope you enjoyed this prolonged look into my writing history, and if you are still awake after braving all of this, here is one of the last poems I have written. I haven't done poetry since high school.  Not one of my silly ones, but I can write other stuff to you know! If you want to see any others, I can post them too, but since this has pretty much always been a Zoofights-centric blog, I doubt it.


Little Marionette:


Little Marionette
Guided by the strings
Each moment, each action
Meant only to please
His hands guide her motions
And she dutifully obeys
His every command is followed
In hopes that he may be pleased

Little Marionette
Lost in all her dreams
Seeking favor, seeking passion
Her master’s love she seeks
Devoted to his guidance
She puts on a display
But in her master’s eyes
She’s just another puppet

Little Marionette
Tangled in her strings
Forever trapped, forever broken
Her dancing she must cease
No longer having use
He tosses her aside
Amidst all the marionettes
Who met disfavor in his eyes

Little Marionette
Foolish in her love
Keeping hope, keeping faith
That her master will return
But a fresh new marionette
Now dances to his whims
As the old one lies deluded
That she may one day dance again

Guess I'm going a bit old skool

With the heavy workload of art and writing much bigger because I can't stop adding more damn stuff to the Big Bar Brawl, you'll probably see a lot less colored images in the style of the new fite art. In fact, you'll likely see very few. I apologize for this, but the coloration and touch ups I do with fite art now is time consuming and is time one thing I can't afford to have people consuming.

On the bright side, I have many other great things to make up for the fact that this fite won't have as many prettiful colors as the others have had lately.

I can't say much more here. I don't want to spoil anything and I really don't need more distractions. You guys keep up your coolness, and I'll keep working away!

Time to evoke the weirdest nostalgia...

GUESS WHAT! Another image dump! The other one might be too large...