Hey guys!! I had an amazing opportunity to do some artwork for a mobile card game called Titans, which is now out in canada!
Check it out, it’s really fun :) https://itunes.apple.com/ca/app/id690283951?mt=8
I’ll post more stuff soon 8D
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh my memory is like this shitty place where i forget nearly everything, but remember things that people say in passing? so i always feel really weird and creepy when i ask somebody about something that they said like a day or two ago because it makes me seem creepy and it’s like no.
no i did not intentionally learn that you said it like a day ago but my memory holds onto certain stuff way too easily pls do not be grossed out.
reblog if you want to be spammed with anonymous asks
Just came back from my 24-hour LARP, and tbh I’m going to miss it more than I thought. It just made me really nostalgic and sad to leave, because I know I won’t be seeing some of the people I know from there, ever again. I mean for some of them, it’s a good thing, but not all of them.
|Song: Every Teenagers #217|
I live in Osaka, Japan and often use the subway to go to work in the morning. One day while I was waiting for the train, I noticed a homeless man standing in the corner of the subway station muttering to himself as people passed by. He was holding out a cup and seemed to be begging for spare change.
An overweight woman passed by the homeless man and I distinctly heard him say, “Pig.”
Wow, this man is insulting people and he still expects them to give him money?
Then a tall businessman went by and the man muttered, “Human.”
Human? I can’t argue with that. Obviously, he was human.
The next day, I arrived early at the subway station and had some time to kill, so I decided to stand close to the homeless man and listen to his strange mutterings. A thin, haggard-looking man passed in front of him and I heard the homeless guy mutter, “Cow.” Cow? The man was much too skinny to be a cow. To me, he resembled a turkey or a chicken. A minute or so later, an obese man went by and the homeless man said, “Potato.” Potato? I was under the impression that he called all fat people “Pig”.
That day at work, I couldn’t stop thinking about the homeless man and his puzzling behavior. I kept trying to find some logic or pattern in what he as muttering. Perhaps he has some kind of psychic ability. In Japan many people believe in reincarnation, so maybe he knows what these people were during a previous life. I observed the man many times and began to think my theory was right. I often heard him calling people things like “Rabbit”, “Onion”, “Sheep”, or “Tomato”.
One day, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to ask him what was going on. As I walked up to him, he looked at me and said, “Bread.” I tossed some money into his cup and asked him if he had some kind of psychic ability. The man smiled and said, “Yes, indeed. It is an ability I obtained many years ago, but it’s not what you might expect. I can’t tell the future or read minds or anything like that.”
“Then what is your ability?” I asked eagerly.
“The ability is merely to know the last thing somebody ate,” he said.
I laughed because I realized he was right. He said, “Bread.” The last thing I had eaten for breakfast that day was toast. I walked away shaking my head. Of all the psychic abilities someone could have, that one must be the most useless.
HUMANSWEET MOTHER OF CHRIST
Well, last LARP at Ondeval for this year. //sob// at least my winter gear is super fucking awesome B)
Hahaha omg ! That’s good to hear ! Thank you, buddy ^-^