1 out of ? of my NES Hoaxes - Journey (PS3)
Journey has some pretty landscapes <3 wanted to imagine how an NES adaptation would be like. I tried to stick close to the NES limitations. :D I know it exceeds them, though.
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So here’s the thing. I don’t give one goddamn who bombed the Boston Marathon today. Not one goddamn.
And here is why.
Whoever it was, they deserve to be punished. Swiftly. Justly. Severely. Consistently. For a LONG. MOTHER. FUCKING. TIME.
The people who were finishing the marathon around…
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In which Michael Chabon writes about Wes Anderson, and where creating worlds is described as the magical thing that it is.
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I’ve been taking self-portraits of myself since I was 16. I’ve been posting those self-portraits on the internet since I was 18. That means it’s been ten years that I’ve been posting photos and other exciting things on the internet. TEN YEARS.
I think a lot of the people I know are experiencing…
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Their lives are determined in time;
his and hers
but neither belongs to either.Roy G. Biv holds their lives in his hand.
red; dominating
—his fingers, exploring sacred nooks
—her sheets, unclean like her body
—discarded, two who came after
—the blade, buried deep in silenceorange;…
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA
THAT IS ME YOU GUYS
Only no drugs, never arrested, and not promiscuous. So…
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He opened his eyes to her smile, a smirky half-thing that lifted one side of her mouth higher and made her eyes shine like bright stars.
“What happened?”
She laughed, a little one. “You had too much to drink.” She yanked the covers off of him.
He looked at himself. Fully clothed, his tie loosened but still looped dangerously around his neck, even his shoes still on. Taking everything in, he mirrored her smile, lopsided and all, and shook his head. “Did I do anything embarrassing?”
“Oh, darling, you always do.”
Even now, years later, he could not see where the slap came from, but if he thought too long about it his cheek would redden with fresh pain like it just happened.
She never did tell him why.
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So, the concept of this tattoo:
This is a turret from Portal. This specific one, for those of you who have played Portal 2, is the one who escaped the production line.
The life of a turret is simple. They are built, tested, put in a box, removed from the box, recycled, used as parts for a new turret. A never ending cycle. But one got away, and when you find him, he says, “I’m different”. He looks like all the others, but somehow, he ended up different.
The words in the background don’t really say anything, I told the artist to do whatever he wanted, it just had to be garbled and gibberish. Along with the little red hearts, the background was inspired by one of the walls of a rat’s den.
Done by Rich at Body Language in Columbus Ohio.
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This is a wonder with which I am familiar. from Natalie Dee
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Wisdom on writing by someone who would know. from Paulo Izidoro’s Flickr
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