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More Doodles

Wow, this blog kinda died, didn't it? I've been busy with IRL things and unfortunately have not kept up with my intended drawing schedule. So, my skill has not increased that much. I have drawn some doodles, though. There are more, but these are the ones I consider presentable. Please note, these are very rough and not intended to be finished drawings. I'll probably make one of these into a full drawing, but only later when I have improved dramatically. Anyways, here are the doodles: Inspired by random things I've seen. Enjoy!

TigerGeekGuy

TigerGeekGuy

 

World Cup 2018

Who will win the World Cup? England, I always  choose England. Why other team. Sick hearing other teams and England not going to win the World Cup.   Other team I look to? Japan, it more of a what nation I look to. Cos of Hatsune Miku, Babymetal and anime. It be also USA, but they not in the tournament.   Team I despise ? Germany, everyone prise on them, I  despise anything on them. Also Argentina, Brazl, Spain, Portugal & Turkey & France.   Player I think be star of the tournament? Rashford, always think of him as next Bobby Charlton but no pressure. And Kane.

Adam Burt

Adam Burt

 

Top 10 favourite Video Games

This is just a list of my personal favourite video games. Ordered alphabetically, for your convenience. Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Mario Kart 8  Mega Man 2   Pokémon X   Sonic the Hedgehog 3 Stardew Valley   Super Mario 64 DS Super Smash Brothers Brawl Team Fortress 2   The Legend of Zelda: Tri Force Heroes  

Cash In

Cash In

game STREEEEEEAMERS! | MLP:SH Devlog #7

Hello everypony! Made some progress! Things are getting more... DESTRUCTIVE!   - MAIN CHANGES -  + NEW SPELL! ~ Element of Laughter
Be just like Pinkie Pie and throw streamers at everything!
For some reason I want to yell "AT THE GALAAAA!!!"      + NEW SPELL! ~ Element of Honesty 
No jokes with that one! I HONESTLY love that spell! Wreck everything!
   + Enemies Can Now Drop Elements of Harmony SEE ABOVE
These refill energy of the elements (spells). Extend the fun!  + Enemies Can Also Drop Hearts
Not only these recover your strengths, they also look kind of cute.    + Along With New Spells; There's Something New in the HUD
As you may have noticed, spells have their icons in the upper right corner, but did you notice, that they show their remaining energy even when they aren't selected? It is for your convenience! x3
You don't have to scroll through these to see which one can still be used; just take a quick look! c:
  - MINOR CHANGES -  + Twilight Cannot Cast Spells When Her Horn Points to the Wall
If your horn is 'in the wall', there's no point to waste energy just to throw some particles. It is also to just make it visually better, as the particles were spawned in the wall and getting stuck there.
Exception are Area of Effect spells, such as Element of Honesty. These still do their job there.  + Lowered Amount of Particles Generated by Element of Laughter
Initially that was actually kinda too spamy.
And that's all I think...  
As always, here's a longer gifv with some gameplay.
    Thank you for visiting!  

Rikifive

Rikifive

 

religion What is life?

I been thinking about this and I think I want to share my views with people they are still somewhat work in progress but if you have some input then say it. So to the questioñ What is life? What is the purpose of our existence? Who are we? Why we are here? Why we are like this? What is going on here? I'll try to answer those questions from my own point of view and from what I believe through my research and thinking. Let's lay out some base points here: first. I created my belief on basis that everything that exists has to have some kind of significance. So basically if something exists it has to be true up to some extent or contain at least something that can be used or leveraged as a part of your growth. And by exists I mean everything even ideas on peoples head. Second: I think that the goal of everything is to move forward/grow/gain more information. That is the base of existence if something doesn't move forward it cannot exist at all it is not possible. Third: I think the key to growth and that way existing is work. And I don't mean like physical work I mean work in a sense that physical or spiritual energy is being used so basically everything that requires you to use up energy is work which in turn moves your forward.  Fourthly: everything in my theory leverages quite heavily on christianity as that is the religion that I've had most experiences with. That in mind I still believe that every religion and non religion  has some significance as they couldn't exist if that wasn't the case. So what is life? To put it simply I would say that it is our first step in a bigger staircase. I think that what we are currently experiencing is our spirit controlling the flesh that is our body.  The goal of this life I think is for the spirit to become one with the flesh. To achieve that I think the key is to work focusing your flesh and spirit to one and that way moving forward.  But our life is just one step in our way of growing and moving forward as an existence. That leads us to question What is the purpose of our existence? I think that after becoming one with our flesh and spirit  next step is to start becoming one with everything else that exists. Basically absorbing everything into yourself so it exists within yourself but it still exists as separate entity as Well.  After you've became one with everything in this plane of existence you must rid yourself from this plane of existence that you exist within and become your own plane of existence while .still being part of the original plane. Next you are able to create your own universe inside if yourself and there you will be able to create existences by shattering yourself into pieces staying still whole thus creating your own mankind.  In there a single existence might have similar experience as you are having right now as I think what we are right now is actually a part of that kind of bigger existence in this infinite loop of growth and moving forward. There is still more to it but that is kinda the general point on what I believe in.

Zhang Xiu Ying

Zhang Xiu Ying

 

Stalling Point

So it’s been a few more months and I’ve been thinking. You see, I’m a little torn right now about what I really want to do with my life. Option one: work my rumpus off and get that dream job at PIXAR and become a successful artist and other cool stuff. Option two: settle down and start a family. Now before you get befuddled, allow me to explain... family is really important to me. I grew up in a big family, and I’d like to remain as close to them as possible throughout my adult life. Now, if I go to PIXAR I would have to move pretty far away. About six hours, which I know isn’t a lot, but it’ll seem a lot further when your trying to juggle a busy work schedule with seeing your family. And also, I sincerely want to get married and have kids, and the odds of me marrying in San Francisco more than doubles if I work there, which also means that I’ll be even more tied down there, and I don’t know if I want to raise my kids there anyway. So now it’s time to sort out what’s more important. Either way you slice it, it’s a sticky wicket. Anyone have any thoughts, ideas or opinions they’d like to share? I am open to suggestions.

Rhapsody

Rhapsody

 

BGP DevLog #175 (E3 2018)

After such an amazing E3, I feel reinvigorated. Gotta admit to feeling pretty jaded/apathetic about AAA gaming lately, but leave it to the Sony & Nintendo press conferences to remind me of why I love gaming in the first place. The hype I felt over the past couple days is the same feeling I want people to have for the things I'm working on someday. Unprecedented levels of polish, earnest interviews and announcements by hardworking developers, shocking surprises, gameplay to analyze, and jaw-dropping tournament moments... 

     And at the heart of it all? Hours of fun promised by teams I know can deliver. I'm hype ya'll. Now I want to work hard to make sure starting next E3, I'll be there to show off something in person every year.

See more thoughts on this at yotesgames.com

Yotes

Yotes

 

my worst enemy is myself. (Trigger Warning)

(Trigger Warning: Mental illness & suicidal themes) I had always been a bit more prone to worry than anyone else I knew. Constantly thinking about the future since I was a kid, up late at night wondering about the possibilities of every potential path. I thought nothing of that mental behavior. Middle school wasn't hard at all, but I was still shy, afraid of what people thought, embarrassed when any attention was brought upon myself. My whole family has issues with some sort of mental illness. I thought I had lucked out, that I only had minor issues with anxiety. Life was okay for middle school. I was relatively stress free and happy, my friendships stable and my grades were something I never even thought about much, because they weren't hard to keep up at all. I started to get out of bed during the weekends later and later as I grew older, which I kept at the back of my mind, I didn't think much of it as the feeling of guilt and fatigue grew with time and each day. In 8th grade, one of my closest friends moved away and they were one of the only people I could hang out with after school, so losing them was difficult for me. Thankfully, I had a group of friends at school to hang out with, but no one to hang with at the end of the day. After being a loner most of my childhood due to my shyness and introversion, I never had a big circle and I was pretty alone. As I began to break out of my shell in 8th grade, and befriending more people, I had a voice suddenly speak up from the depths of my mind: Your friends don't like you. You won't achieve your dreams. Something will go wrong, soon. That scared me. I pushed those fears to the back of my mind- I didn't want to believe those things. I didn't believe those things... did I? I spent my time in 8th grade as a character, doing what I can to be liked, the voice inside of me made me fearful of losing any friends. Whatever I could do to retain the little popularity I gained, I did. I became a class clown, hung out with people I didn't like just because my friends liked them. Said stupid things. I wanted to fit in, wanted to be normal. By this time, I knew I had anxiety, a friend I got closer to after the other moved away was the only one who knew about it besides myself. I never turned to anyone out of fear of judgement or them not wanting to be my friend because I couldn't be normal like them. It's 8th grade, we're supposed to be carefree, joyful kids, enjoying our last year before high school. I couldn't. There was always something for me to stress over. Even though I had a 4.0 that year- I was terrified of checking my grades, because when I thought of it, the voice would creep into my conscious thoughts: You don't want to check your grades, you could be doing terrible in a class, and then you'd hate yourself. The problem with that, is that I was doing great in my classes. I was getting consistent good grades on my papers in each of my classes. One day, I told a friend that I don't check my grades when our teacher tells us to. He asked why, and I responded that I don't want to see a potentially bad grade, and they just shrugged. A lot of my self worth is based off of my performance in school, and it tears me apart to be performing poorly, especially when all I hear in my head is: You are a failure, a disappointment. Your parents will tear you apart for this. Why don't you stop trying? You'll never be as good as your friends. Those thoughts get louder, and louder and LOUDER until it completely fills my head and kicks me to the ground as I begin to breakdown, shutting myself out from the world for the night. I'd blare music in my room to hide the sounds of me having an anxiety attack. Then, the next morning, I'd get ready and go to school as if nothing had happened, and I put on that fake happiness, so no one would suspect that inside, I am doing my best to shut out the voice that is beginning to have noticeable influences on my daily life. I was already struggling with my self image, too. I didn't like my appearance, and lived with the thought that everyone around me was judging me because I didn't look as good as everyone else. I faked confidence and got told I had a superiority complex. In reality, I lived believing that I was below everyone. I picked up anxious habits I still have yet to get rid of. Nail biting, leg shaking, teeth grinding, spending too much time in the bathroom getting rid of any acne on my face because I feared I would be judged for every little bump or blemish on my face. The voices within me began to impact my physical appearance. 8th grade ended, and it was time for summer vacation. During the summer, events led up to me a lot of self hatred and heightened anxiety. I began playing competitive games with some close friends of mine. It was going alright, but my health was declining. Drinking too much soda to stay awake and becoming shaky, taking ibuprofen nightly from the headaches caused by the stress it gave me. I had to deal with toxic teammates that my friend had for our team. I got told nearly daily that I was terrible, which didn't help the fact that I constantly blamed myself for every single loss we had. You're a letdown to your team. No one wants you there. QUIT. You won't ever improve. Eventually, something in me snapped, and I quit cold turkey. Uninstalled. Left. I didn't need the negativity when I was already dealing with so much. I spent the summer playing games alone, not doing much. I had a lot of time to get inside my mind, but thankfully, I had a lot to distract myself with. 9th grade started. We were in a new school, a completely different environment. I felt okay though, since most of the people I knew were all grouped into classes with me. But, I started to become much more skeptical of the people I would hang around. That wasn't by choice, though. I was feeling more insecure than ever, as I heard more and more: They don't want you around. Stop trying to be friendly, they hate you. They're only being friendly because they don't want to be rude. Looking back, I think I may have pushed the blame too far on the people I cut out of my life, when really, my own insecurities pushed me away from them. Their humor and way of talking to each other and me back then, is very jokingly insulting, and not meant to be taken seriously. The problem with that is that I couldn't help but take those jokes to heart, because I heard: This is their way of being honest without hurting you. See? They don't like that part of you. Change it. You shouldn't like yourself. I was very easily influenced by my friends to hang on to the remaining threads of our friendship that was stretching further every day, and getting ready to snap, along with my sanity. After so many years of being friends with the same people, I guess we were beginning to grow apart. It was a natural part of growing up, but I put all the blame on myself. It's my fault I'm losing my friends. It's not their fault that they're treating me like dirt. I began to become my anxiety. In my hopeless state, along with my then-partner dragging my mental state down, I believed the things my illness was telling me. During the manipulative relationship I was in, we would argue over the smallest things. Even when it wasn't my fault, I was forced to be the one to apologize. You should feel sorry, it's all your fault. What did you say wrong this time? You fuck EVERYTHING UP! I couldn't look in the mirror. I tore myself apart. I accepted the state I was in. During the 2nd semester, I was wishing for anything else besides my life. I acted like I was fine, but it was one of the lowest points I'd ever been at. Algebra was seriously stressing me out when I was near failing, my relationship was getting tougher to deal with, when I had to pick her up every time she fell, but I only felt more isolated as my mind lost it's sanity. I questioned every choice I would make. I questioned every word that came out of my mouth. One night where I finally had peace for awhile, I heard what I believed to be the fragments of myself, hidden behind all of the doubts, fears, anxieties, and hopelessness. "Who am I? What have I become?" I thought there was no way out. I was trapped. Trapped in my mind, my relationship, my life. Summer began. My isolation grew deeper and my jail cell moved further away from my eyes into the depths of my mind. After every argument, I was lured right back in by a false sense of sweetness and apologies when I said I can't take it. I witnessed myself trained into a state of mind where I took blame for everything, and that I was a piece of shit, and it was reasonable for everyone to dislike me. During June and July, that feeling grew worse and worse. I'd given up. I saw no way out. It wasn't until August that I got a helping hand to lift me out of the awful situation I was stuck in, and ended it in September. My friends did a wonderful job of helping me be happy. I put on a mask of being a careless happy kid just wanting to live life. We would go to football games and laugh all night, or spend a night at the rollerskating rink. I pushed every thought of doubt and fear to the back of my mind, pretending they didn't exist. I was living a lie. 2nd Semester of 10th grade arrived, and in February, my anxiety hit worse than ever before. I couldn't stay asleep, I felt more hopeless than ever, and my feelings of self blame and doubt rushed back in. I hated it, especially since I was doing better than ever with great friends, a loving girlfriend and in activities I love. I told my dad, who helped me get set up to see a psychiatrist soon after that. In March, I began to feel incredibly down and exhausted constantly. The voice developed a much darker and sinister side. Your friends don't care. They're lying. Your girlfriend wishes you were someone else. You're bothersome. You are better off dead. I was terrified. I never had thoughts like that before. It wasn't just my illness that made me think those things, but I considered it to silence the worsening thoughts that had a stranglehold on my life. One night, I had a terrible anxiety attack where I had those thoughts running through my mind and bringing me to my knees. I never had worse bags under my eyes than the day after that anxiety attack. A friend told me I looked like I wanted to die. And I did. It was so overwhelming. I had a breakdown in the middle of one of my classes a couple weeks later, and had to run to the bathroom to be alone and attempt to calm myself, but to no avail. I was only able to stop the tears. My constant exhaustion caused irritability, and I snapped at people a lot, and became very emotional. My friends were always there for me, but I convinced myself they didn't want to hear it, so I never turned to anyone when I was doing bad. Common sense and logic could no longer kill my irrational thoughts. I had become my irrational thoughts, I was not in control of my life. I had two screenings at the psychiatrist, and I ended up having both anxiety and depression. After so long, I became acclimated to my constant fatigue and depressive moods. I had more bad days than good, and it was very visible physically in both my appearance and my actions. When comments were made about the food I was eating, it was enough to make me eat less for days because it being pointed out by my family made me believe that I was gaining weight (I wasn't) and that everyone was judging me. In this state, I could no longer trust my own mind, which made doing anything terrifying to me, since I told myself I wouldn't make the right choice, and that everything that can go wrong, will go wrong. I reached out, I don't want to become another statistic. Recently, I've started taking an SSRI for both my depression and anxiety. Asking for help doesn't make you weak- it can save your life. I needed to do something to silence my demons, kill the thoughts before they kill me. I've been brought to my lowest points in my life because of my own mind, and I am forever thankful for having a way out of it. During my life, I've learned that sadly, my own mind is my worst enemy. And, it's okay if your sanity is made artificially. You should always reach out if you're struggling, people do care, and I promise that.

DuskSong

DuskSong

S8E13 Mean 6 - picture commentary

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Dowlphin

Dowlphin

game LEVEL UP! | MLP:SH Devlog #6

Slowly everything starts to work!  + Added Enemies
By enemies, I mainly mean their mechanics. They have HP, can take damage and can be defeated. Such an amazing feature, isn't it?  + Added Damage Popups
Whenever you or enemies take damage, there's a little popup showing how much damage was dealt.  + Added Enemy Life Bars
Along with damage popup, for a short time you can see how much HP enemies have.  + Added Drops
Enemies drop items, mainly experience stars.      + Added Experience Gain Popup Same as for damage, but it displays how much experience you have gained from stars.    + Added LEVEL UP! Popup When you'll get better, you'll have a chance to see this shiny popup! c:      + Low Life Warning & Low Oxygen Warning When things will not be going well, you'll surely notice it. Be careful!    + More Particles! Experience Stars throw sparkles from time to time. ...And they're bouncy in general!
   BUG FIX Fixed collision issue, where Twilight was 'teleporting' to the other wall when standing up while holding the key in another direction after ducking near a wall. That was pretty convenient, but illogical and unfair, sorry speedrunners.        Here's a gifv showing all the new features: CLICK ME!

Rikifive

Rikifive

Ponies Around the World Discord Server

Just started a Ponies Around the World Discord server!  Seeing as Equestria Daily's BIG PATW event is just around the corner, I figured it might be a neat idea to start a group for traveling, adventure, exploring, and Ponies Around the World.   Join Here: https://discord.gg/asYTD4s    Ponies Around the World is an event started by EQD where you bring your favorite pony toy, merch, etc. and take a photo of it at some significant landmark or place, whether it be famous or off-the-beaten track. Each year, hundreds of photos get submitted!   The Idea: Share your "Ponies Around the World" images! Post your adventures! Give feedback, stay up to date, and get behind the scenes info on the "Equestria: Into the Wild" film Talk about hiking, traveling, and the outdoors     This group is an experiment, so I'll see how it pans out, lol.  It is affiliated with the Everfree Hikers facebook group.
 

BGP DevLog #174 (Where's The Game?)

Getting REAL tired of this game not being close to finished. I admit to dying inside just a bit each passing week as I fall behind on the schedule I laid out just because the very first bullet point is the hardest pill to force down. 

     Maybe I'm crazy and doing this wrong. Time to take a different route to the end. As for what exactly what that route is? You'll need to read the ending thoughts to this week's devlog to find out. 

Yotes

Yotes

 

Y'arg! A Season Seven Preview Mateys!

For those who saw the movie, ye remember how Rainbow restored faith to the anthro parrots? Well... Behold Stardust's solution instead! Major spoilers on the portbound! "...Typical." I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "A cliche villainous threat. You're abandoning everything that means to be a pirate just because of one threat some random tyrant made?" Caleano snapped her head to me, frowning in disapproval. "Like there are any better ideas." "There are." I immediately countered, gesturing to her attire. "Look at you. Look at your crew. You're pirates for God's sake. You don't take orders from Kings. The whole point is to rebel, pillage and plunder at your leisure! Search for buried treasure and sail far across the seas - Or in your case, skies - for as far as the eye can see! You can't call yourselves reputable pirates if you bow down to authority so easily; that goes against the whole point!" That said, I turned around and hurried down to the main deck, my boots slamming on the ground directing many of the bird's attention. Good, because I needed them to hear all this. "You're not slaves! You're not delivery birds! You're PIRATES!" My fist pounded on the chest for emphasis. "To become such in the first place means you have a rebellious fire in your heart! Who is this Storm King to say what you can and cannot do? Who says you can't enjoy the free winds and adventurous spirits when he's not looking?" To further emphasize my passionate point, I then proceeded to climb atop the fixed crate and called out over the ship. "Are you all slaves to a King?!" "Nay!" The rest of the crew responded aside from the Captain, who just stood on the steps and was regarding me in wonder. Good, maybe it'll sink in. "Should you be told what you can do by anyone but your Captain?!" "Nay!" "Are we servants, or are we pirates?!" "Pirates!" Followed with the sounds of unsheathing metal and weapons pointed in the air. My grin only widened, raising my own fist high. "And you're not letting some overrated tyrant tell you how to live your lives, are you?! Let's prove him and your Captain wrong!" "Aye!" And what better way to do it than in musical accompaniment? I jumped off the box and widened my arms, putting on my own pirate tone yet again and commencing with returning the spirit to a ship that has tried so hard to forget it. "Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free, You are a pirate!" The crew joined in a split-second. "Yar har, fiddle de dee! Being a pirate is alright to be! Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free, You are a pirate!" And while we were all jig dancing like real swashbucklers, I danced over to the stunned lead parrot and emphasized with joy. "You are a PIRATE!" "Yay!" A map brought and unrolled atop a crate, all of us looking over it with barely-contained glee. "We've got us a map. (A map!) To lead us to a hidden box. That's all locked up with locks. (With locks!) And buried deep away. We'll dig up the box. (The box!) We know it's full of precious booty! Burst open the locks! And then we'll say, 'Hooray!'" And a feminine voice pitched in, with all the jovial nature only a pirate could bring. Caleano leaped atop the upper deck over the railing, finally seeing it for herself. "Yar har, fiddle de dee! If you love to sail the sea, You are a pirate!" Yes! YES! I grinned upwards at the equally smiling parrot before continuing onwards with the song, pointing out with a loud exclaim over the side of one ship. "WEIGH ANCHOR!" "Yar har, fiddle de dee! Being a pirate is alright with me! Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free, You are a pirate! Ar yar, ahoy and avast! Dinky-dink-dink-a-dinkadefast! Hang the black flag at the end of the mast! You are a pirate!" "Hahahahaha!" "Yay!" I spun around the log holding the main sails, and pointed with unrestrained glee. My love for pirate lore in general was getting the better of me, but who cares? My first and, perhaps, last time of ever partaking in a pirate crew. "We're sailing away. (Set sail!) Adventure awaits on every shore. We set sail and explore, (Ya-har!) And run and jump all day. (Yay!) We float on our boat. (The boat!) Until its time to drop the anchor. Then hang up our coats, (Aye-aye!) Until we sail again!" And Caleano did her part yet again, both our backs dancing against one another with all the free spirit only a pirate crew may have. And on the main deck, the parrot crew danced and interlocked arms to their heart's content. "Yar har, fiddle de dee! If you love to sail the sea, You are a pirate!" I was loving every minutes of this! When was the last time I had such fun? Before leaving Ponyville, of course! Guitar lessons with Flash doesn't count, certainly! "LAND HO!" "Yar har, fiddle de dee! Being a pirate is alright with me! Do what you want 'cause a pirate is free, You are a pirate!" I motioned to the rest of the crew with a pirate's grin. "Yar har, wind at your back, lads, wherever you go!" "Blue sky above and blue ocean below, You are a pirate!" Concluding the energy-providing song with another pirate's laugh. "Hahahahahaha! You are a pirate!" "You're all pirates, ya gob[BEEP]s." Exclamations of agreement, and my grin of triumph was transformed to surprise by a hand grabbing the scruff of my neck and dragging right next to the main wheel, courtesy of their lively Captain. Setting me beside her, Captain Caleano called out to the rest of her crew with newfound pirate resolve. "Alright ya scallywags! Let's prove how no one tells our crew what we can and cannot do!" It was like she was an entirely different character. A startling experience, but also a welcoming one. "Full speed to the nearest outpost of the Storm King! We are gonna get ourselves some extra rewards for puttin' up with that tyrant's orders!" "Aye aye Captain!" They all saluted with ecstatic postures, hurrying around the ship with far more zeal than earlier. Also, parrot rainbows wings for full sails. Nice. "Ye be havin' our thanks stranger." Caleano smirked my way. "Perhaps ye should be rewarded with somethin' only a true pirate may possess. I've got just the thing." "An eyepatch?" She chuckled. "Better than that lad. How about yer own pirate name? Any suggestions?" A pirate name! Oh God, I wasn't ready for this! It felt like such a privilege. Well... It's easy to use a name added with 'beard,' but I wasn't the Captain of the crew so that couldn't work regardless. What name would fit... A hohoho! "Y'arg, I have just the name in mind, Cap'n." My grin matched hers humouredly. "I be Jack Starrow, scourge of the seven skies!"