Last time, on the 16th of December, we hat Pot-Scraper visiting town Check him out here .
But today we will be meeting Bowl Licker (Askasleikir in Icelandic), I think his name should be quite obvious. He hides under beds and waits for people to put down a special bowl known as "Askur" (a bowl with a lid on it) down and then he steals it and eats whatever he finds down there.... hopefully if it is edible.
Bowl Licker, the sixth one, was shockingly ill bred. From underneath the bedsteads he stuck his ugly head.
Stay tuned for the next Yule lad who arrives tomorrow on the 18th of December and let me tell you, he is a personal favorite of mine ;D
I haven't made a blog entry in a while but I just thought I should put my little subconscious dream to words for you all... at least the best that I can do for a dream. I had a dream last night, and at first I didn't know where I was or if anyone else was around and the next thing I see is someone... or in this case somePONY walking towards me! Who was it?
Princess Luna herself! I looked at her in awe and shock as the moon above me shined down on her and my eyes couldn't believe what I was seeing! Was she really here standing before me or was this all in my head? I mean, of course I know that it was a dream, but I couldn't help that feeling it very well could be real! I tried to ask her something, but I can't remember what I said or if she answered me. Luna simply asked me to follow her and I did so without hesitation.
She asked me, "Do you believe that I am here?"
And again, I don't remember my answer to her, but I do remember myself smiling at her because I thought she was simply beautiful. Maybe she could sense that, and maybe that's why she was here. All I know is that she was there and I couldn't believe it! Luna then asked me to sit next to her in the grass and she told me to look up into the starry skies above us. The stars were so beautiful as well, with so many lights zooming by at the speed of light and the moon which only completed the look of the skies!
Luna once more asked me a question, "What do you see?" She looked to the same stars when she asked me that. This time, however, I do remember my answer, "All I see is you, Luna!" After I told her that, she smiled again and saw her horn glow a dark blue and she blasted the stars with a magic spell. The next thing I see, and this is the best part to me, is a good thousand Lunas floating down from the stars above. Everywhere I looked, there was so many Lunas and I felt myself smiling so happily at the wondrous sight before me.
And that is when I woke up and saw my Luna plushie next to me too. Is that why I had that dream, because I had my Luna plushie beside me? Was Luna herself watching over my dreams and decided to pay mine a visit for the night? I have no idea and no answer, but in that dream, even if it was for just a moment, I thought that Luna was real!
(Note about design: Red right eye is 'Canon', consider Poet Flame's two green eyes as artistic freedom.)
Name: Gleaming Grin Gender: Male Species: Pegasus Talent: Magic Personality and morals: Before corruption: Realist and brutally honest, but good-hearted and friendly all around, good morals. After corruption: Manipulative and selfish, no morals, even possible good deeds backed by foul intentions. Skills outside talent: Hoof to hoof combat, flying, acting. Source of income: Anything and everything. Backstory in short: Gleaming's childhood was relatively normal, but his father wasn't much home due him being an explorer of sorts, so he was lot closer to his mother, who studied and sold things his father brought from his travels, introducing Gleaming to the interesting world of artifacts. In school age, Gleaming wasn't the most popular colt around, as most ponies found him to be creepy due a birth defect in his facial muscles that caused him to have a constant grin on his face, thus his name, but he never let that to get himself down, and eventually he managed to make friends with two ponies, Magic Potion and The Wanderer.
Change that would end up shaping Gleaming's life to something nopony could have guessed, happened during school years, Gleaming was getting frustrated when everypony around him, including his two friends, had started getting their cutiemarks, while he, regardless of his focus on studying artifacts, just couldn't get one, even with the fact that it was his passion at the time. So one day he walked to a near by forest, believing that if he found something himself, he would finally get a cutiemark, and he ended up being correct, as he found what looked like a mask from the forest, and being still just a colt, he curiously tried it on.
When the mask made contact, Gleaming felt surge of magic going through him, and he dropped the mask out of surprise, but when he looked at his flank, he saw picture of the mask, and thus concluded that the feeling was just him getting a cutie mark, and he happily ran back to his mother with the mask, and that was that, for a moment. First there was a voice, a voice inside Gleamings head that spoke to him, claiming to be the mask, then, others heard the voice too, until one day, the mask's eyes lit up in red glow, and the mask started moving by itself, following Gleaming everywhere, but turning invisible when other ponies were around.
The Mask explained that it granted great power to those fielding it, but that there were negatives, first being that it was impossible to get rid of after bonding with it, and rest, it never told. "The great power" made its first appearance few weeks later, when Gleaming got pissed off at a pony who went bit too far with the creepiness claims, and wave of red magic flew out of his hoof, injuring the pony pretty badly, this naturally didn't make him any more popular.
Since then his life was learning to control, and finding ways to get rid of the curse that was the mask, which like the mask had said, ended up being impossible, as even princesses didn't manage to get rid of it. His friends also helped him with his goal to best of his ability, and for some time, even some catpony helped him, but he disappeared as suddenly as he had arrived.
But eventually the battle was lost, and The Mask took over, corrupting Gleaming's mind to its will, and he hasn't been seen again...for now...
OCs who he has met but aren't in backstory:
He, She, It, and They.
I saw quite a new bronies freaking out about Tumblr deleting accounts because some stuff that is NOT actually adult content is getting censored. Even my blogs were having ordinary things pop up with an orange "flagged" symbol at the top. If bronies are concerned I would suggest making a backup of your entire blog in a word document or other documents in your computers and external hard drives. Then if you guys wish to share it again online simply find another social media platform or blog site to move to.
Here's an example using my new Archive blog. Please note: This is for example purposes only, I'm not trying to drive traffic to my site!
The new Crip Video Productions Achieve blog. Posts will be added gradually as a backup of our other posts.
Full Text of post:
Welcome! Hello Everyone,
Welcome! This is the official blogspot blog of Crip Video Productions. Crip Video Productions mission is to make short independent films that increase understanding of disability through engaging characters and story telling. The films are created by people with disabilities for everyone to enjoy. All films are written, directed, and produced by Margot Cole. We collaborate with able bodied people and people with a variety of disabilities for the sake of simply telling a good story. We mostly work with people who have physical disabilities. We do our best to make the films accessible by adding open captions to the films for the deaf and hard of hearing and audio description for the blind. Although we would love to accommodate people with moderate to severe mental disabilities we are simply not set up to do so at this time. Crip Video Productions is an online project we do for fun. We are not an official organization. We do NOT receive any kind of funding or grants from the government or elsewhere. We do NOT seek to profit from the films in any way. We try to produce the highest quality films we can on a low budget. Most people working on the films donate their time out of the kindness of their hearts and work pro bono for which we are forever grateful. We follow the necessary precautions of filmmaking and have full permission to use all the locations seen in the films.
This blogspot blog will serve as the “backup” blog for Crip Video Productions in case our Tumblr, google plus page, or website fails i.e if we lose any old posts and need a place to repost our content. If we have really big news we may also post that news here. An achieved/backed up post from one of our other sites will be labeled as such. The reason we are making this spare blog is that in the past we have had slight problems with google plus posts not posting properly and because Tumblr is updating tomorrow (Monday December 17th 2018) and we may need to have a place to repost if anything is lost in the chaos of Tumblr updating. We thought about using other blogging sites as the spare blog but blogspot is the easiest for now. We apologize in advance for any confusions about the blogs or posts. If you have questions please comment.
If you experience any difficulty with the Crip Video Productions Tumblr page please contact us immediately at http://cripvideoproductions.com/contact.php or email at firstname.lastname@example.org or feel free to comment on this post. Also feel free to comment at any point on this blog if you like our work and want to tell us.
To follow us on our regular, more active pages please check out our official website http://cripvideoproductions.com Our Official Tumblr page http://cripvideoproductions.tumblr.com and our google plus page https://plus.google.com/u/0/103662816758572885430
To view our 4 current films “Drama Sighted” “Only Those Who Limp Allowed” “Crips Not Creeps” and “A Stroke Of Endurance” in full for free with open captions and audio descriptions please go to the official website and click on the “Films” tab or go to the youtube search engine and type the titles of the films you see above in the youtube search engine.
Thanks for reading and enjoy!
Last time, we had Spoon-Licker stay over with us. Check him out here.
Aaaaaand today comes the arrival of our fifth Yule lad, Pot-Scraper (Pottaskefill). He steals pots and scrapes for leftovers in them to eat. What a guy indeed :'D
Pot Scraper, the fifth one, was a funny sort of chap. When kids were given scrapings, he´d come to the door and tap
Stay tuned for our next Yule lad who arrives tomorrow on the 17th of December
Once again a long period without a word to say. Time to change that. A lot has happened. I don't even know if this post will have any direction. I'll just let it flow to wherever it goes, and hope that you may take something from it in whatever way you wish. What's going with you today, tomorrow, or what happened the day before on behind that one? What do you see in yourself or of yourself? Are you happy? Yes, no, unsure? Quite frankly I hope you are doing well, but let's face it. Life tends to mostly be skewed in the direction or form that we find disdain in. This seems to become more true with every passing year. In all honesty when I look out the world I begin to wonder why humanity seems as if it is pointless in all respects and why I should bother respecting it myself. I just realized something by the way. What I'm writing seems to fake to me. I think I am filtering out too much of what I'm really thinking in order to try and make sure I don't cross some imaginary line or something, like maybe offending someone or breaking the rules. Okay, I'll make sure I don't break the rules, and i don't like offending people either as I try to be a pretty courteous person myself to others, but answer me this. Should I feel bad about offending someone when what I speak or type breathes truth and silences ignorance? Should you? I really don't think so, yet that human nature in you at the same time just keeps you from saying what you really want to say to someone, like someone upsetting you or basically being such an annoyance that you'd like to knock them a good one on the skull. Please don't be like me for the majority of your life, letting people say and do things to you for the sake of wanting to be that, so called around good guy that everyone just loves, while at the same time screaming inside and sacrificing your sanity and own self image to your own demise. Get real, and be yourself. Not the yourself that everyone likes. We already have too much of that going on and quite frankly, it's BS and part of the reason why things that should get done, do not get done, or conversations that need to be had, are never spoken. I'm not saying to be a complete jerk, but realize that you sometimes, you have to hurt feelings in order to get progress. It's something that no one wants to do, but unless you speak your mind, then you will only continue to suffer, and others will be oblivious to their own short comings and issues that they cause. You say you don't like fake people? Then don't, and or stop being one yourself, and say your words. Not the words of your well liked but not true self. I think I'll close out with that. Stay frosty, and through life, keep burning through.
As always, another Yule lad visits town and this time it is Spoon Licker. Our last one was Stubby, be sure to check him out~
Our fourth one is Spoon Licker (Þvörusleikir in Icelandic). He steals wooden spoons known as "þvörur" and he licks whatever is left on it. He is extremely thin due to malnutrition xD
The fourth was Spoon Licker; like spindle he was thin. He felt himself in clover when the cook wasn´t in.
The next Yule lad will arrive tomorrow on the 16th
It is time for our next Yule lad. Our last one was Gully Gawk who you can see in this blog.
Today on December the 14th comes Stúfur (Stubby) visiting town and he is quite the little fella! He likes to hide, using his small size and he will find pans to steal and scrape off any food leftovers he can find to eat.
Stubby was the third called, a stunted little man, who watched for every chance to whisk off a pan.
Stay tuned for the next Yule Lad who arrives on the 15th
(THIS IS NOT AN ACTUAL RP OR OOC THREAD, THIS THREAD ONLY SERVES TO CREATE THE RP. THE ACTUAL RP AND OOC WILL BOTH BE LINKED UPON START)
The new hotel, The Skysight Suite, expanded to include a restaurant about two weeks ago. This famous hotel in Manehatton has drawn a few rich eyes already, especially now that word has spread around about Savory Spice, a renowned chef with seven 3-hoofed restaurants is taking charge of it. Furthermore, Inkedy Paperquill had already assured the chef to do a review and that, with the popularity of the hotel, that he probably wouldn't be the only one. Big time news, ofcourse! lf everything goes well, it might even elevate the prestige of the hotel alltogether.
Having the team near completion with a full kitchen and already two waiters with unquestionable etiquette, Savory Spice looks to hire three more waiters with experience in both catering and etiquette who will fit into the team nicely. After having read your applications, each one of you is invited to talk with the chef in person to seal the deal, with 5 others also having made the cut. This job means everything to you all, so you do your best during this interview. This RP starts with eight ponies, sitting in a side-suite, adjacent to the chef's office, waiting to be called to said interview.
Members who show interest in this RP: -No members as of yet.
Members locked in for the RP:
/!\ Please take note that when the RP starts or there is not enough interest in it, that this RP-thread will change to a new 3-player RP (max wait time, if no replies = 7 days) /!\
WIth the surprise reviews of the new Bumblebee Movie(Currently standing at 97% on Rotten Tomatoes), I actually thought about a Princess Celestia Live Action movie focused on the Princess of the Sun. But unlike the source material, this is less saccharine and more serious.
The movie title will be called Celestia. The characters are....
Princess Celestia(Ideal actor: Nicole Oliver)
Princess Luna(Ideal Actor: Tabitha St Germain)
Queen Chrysalis(Ideal Actor: Kathleen Barr)
Thorax(Ideal Actor: Kyle Rideout)
Pharynx(Ideal Actor: Bill Newton)
Megan Williams(No idea on who should play her)
Jack Williams(Ideal Actor: Hugh Jackman)
Optimus Prime(Ideal Actor: Peter Cullen)
The story starts out in Equestria. Princess Celestia is running away from a Changeling invasion by the request of her sister Princess Luna. She is badly injured from the attacks by the Changeling Hive. Deep within the forest, Celestia discovers a cavern that contains a mysterious portal. Without a second thought, she jumps on in, hoping to evade her pursuers.
She appears on Planet Earth, still as the Alicorn she started out as. But her injuries have left her tired. She struggles to get forward and decides to rest for a bit, hoping to heal up her wounds. As she did, she met a human girl named Megan Williams. Megan realized that Celestia was sentient like her, but was also badly hurt. She helped Celestia get up and took her to her home, allowing her to rest in a nearby barn.
Her father is Jack Williams, a veterinarian who also owns an Animal Sanctuary, looking after those who need it. He barely talks with his daughter, and sometimes snaps at her in anger. Despite his problems, he is not a bad man, nor does he even drink booze. One day, Jack discovers Megan tending to Celestia. At first, Jack was upset over Megan hiding this from him. But his concern was more towards Celestia's well-being than to scolding his daughter. With a little help, Jack was able to patch up Celestia and allow her to rest in his barn. Though he criticized his daughter for not telling him about Celestia's presence, he began to understand why she kept her from him.
For a month, Jack and Megan looked after Celestia in hopes of nursing the Princess in exile back to full health. It is discovered that long ago, Jack once had a wife named Amanda Williams(Who would be played by Nicole Oliver). Months ago, Jack lost his wife to cancer, and despite making a promise to look after Megan, the loss of Amanda left Jack a broken man. Through helping take care of Celestia for Megan, Jack admits that Celestia reminds him of his late wife.
BAck in Equestria, Queen Chrysalis has managed to take over the kingdom. But she is upset that she doesn't have Princess Celestia or Princess Luna as her captive. When Thorax makes a suggestion to Chrysalis, the Changeling Queen grabs him by the tail and tosses him aside. Later on, Thorax and his brother Pharynx discover a portal in the same area that Celestia disappeared into. Thorax reported the findings to Chrysalis, only for the queen to instead commend his brother for the action and to simply ignore Thorax.
Back on Earth, Jack and Megan show Celestia the Animal Sanctuary that they and the late Amanda built. Its purpose was to allow animals who were harmed by man's own devices to have a place to call home. It is there that Jack looks after them with help from Megan. He also admits that some humans eat meat in addition to vegetables that equines like Celestia eats. But Jack and Megan are vegetarians. They invite Celestia inside and allow them to have a meal together. It looked like Celestia was finding a new lease on life.
But one night, Celestia had a nightmare of seeing her people being tormented by Chrysalis. So the next morning, Celestia told Jack and Megan that she had to do a little soul searching and took off. Jack wished her the best of luck before going back to look after the animals with Megan.
Celestia found a spot nearby to reflect on the events that transpired. As she did, she would meet up with another strange from another world: Optimus Prime, Leader of the Autobots. The two would share a chat together on their own conflicts. Celestia has to deal with the confrontation of saving her people from Chrysalis, while Optimus still has to help protect his Autobots from the Decepticons. The two realize they may have more in common than they realize.
At Jack's house, Jack and Megan are confronted by agents of Sector 7, demanding the whereabouts of a rogue horse with wings. Jack tried to deny any wrong doings. But he realized that these aren't Sector 7 agents. They're changelings, and Queen Chrysalis is leading the group. Chrysalis orders her hive to tie up the father/daughter duo and use them for bait to lure out Celestia.
At the same time, Celestia began to detect Chrysalis' presence and knew the Williams were in trouble. Optimus encouraged Celestia to go rescue them, and mentions that this is her fight. Celestia thanks Optimus and takes off for the Williams home.
Back at the home, Chrysalis berates Thorax again, tossing him at Jack Williams and mentions how worthless he is regardless of his loyalty. This makes Pharynx question his loyalty to Chrysalis. But as the Changeling Queen mentions that no one will be able to save Jack or Megan, Celestia shows up just in time. She uses her magic to free Jack and Megan from their bonds.
Chrysalis fights Celestia, hoping to use her as a means of causing all of Equestria to submit to her. Jack and Megan fend off the Changeling swarm. But to their surprise, Thorax and Pharynx takes sides with them and turn against their own brothers and sisters. Phyarynx cares more about his brother Thorax than his Queen. Thorax, burnt out by Queen Chrysalis' ultimate disapproval of him, decided to join his brother.
The fight is taken outside where Celestia, Jack, Megan, Thorax and Pharynx battle Chrysalis and her hive. But during the fight, Chrysalis creates a cloud of black smoke to surround everyone, and target Jack Williams. Disguised as Jack's late wife Amanda, Chrysalis attempts to seduce Jack and take advantage of him missing his wife. Jack was tempted at first. But the choice of words by Chrysalis allowed Jack to snap out of it and finally put his past behind him. Chrysalis changes back and attacks Jack, only to be countered by Celestia. The Princess of the Sun held nothing back in fighting Chrysalis, with the rest of the hive knocked out of comission. Jack, Megan, Thorax and Pharynx would also help Celestia beat back Chrysalis.
As Chrysalis was on the verge of losing and began to resort to dirty tricks, Princess Luna shows up out of nowhere, having followed Chrysalis to Earth. Chrysalis recognizes Luna and begins to attack, only for the Princess of the Night to transform into Nightmare Moon She uses a Nightmare attack to break Chrysalis' spirit and leave her in complete fear, thus ending her rule in Equestria.
Celestia was glad to reunite with her own sister Luna. Luna admits that had something bad happened to her big sister, she would have went mad, and no force in Equestria or Earth would be able to stop. The two would share a bond together with Jack sharing a bond with Megan, and Thorax with Pharynx.
Later that day, Jack and Megan said good-bye to Celestia and Luna as they departed with the captured Chrysalis and her Changeling hive. Celestia promises that Jack and Megan will be welcomed in Equestria. But despite getting a pardon from Celestia, Thorax and Pharynx chose to stay behind, fearing that no pony in Equestria would appreciate a Changeling in their midst. Jack and Megan hired them to help out with the Animal Sanctuary. They even take up human forms to fit in.
Celestia and Luna return home to Equestria, hailed as heroes for stopping Chrysalis. Though Celestia admits....she does miss her time on Earth, and hopes to return there again one day.
The story ends with Optimus Prime narrating the new lease on life that Jack and Megan are now going through, and wishes them a bright future.
Everypony, are you excited to might get what deer claws got you for unicornimas it should be rainboom awesome like me Rainbowdash ! Hopefully I get from gamestop - the collectors edition of Sailormoon Monopoly, then paw patrol Everest with snowmobile and others are the mighty pups collection as superheroes. Oh yes I need more novels to read like the princess collection and last the new blind bags of LOST KITTIES! I find it unique way of getting your mystery toys out by digging it out of play-do how cool is that anyway later !
This is the part where I greet everypony, say my name, which is Woohoo, and welcome you to another edition of Musical Manslaughter, because you can't spell 'slaughter' without 'laughter' and these songs are jokes.
Here's the part where I ramble on how long it has been since the last entry, what I'm going to be doing different in this one, and how much I hate rambling. Great, I'm rambling again. Anyway, on to business. It's been God knows how many months since the last entry, which was probably my most difficult MMS since the very first one. With most of the previous entries of MMS, I ripped apart a single song in (mostly) great detail. This time I'm ripping multiple songs at once, just like my Christmas entry, albeit much more condensed and contain just my overall thoughts on a song with little, if not any, lyrical commentary. Welcome to the first volume of "Mini-Slaughters." In this volume, I'm tearing apart four songs from mid 2010s.
Alright, I've jucked and chived enough. Let's break it down.
The first song on the chopping block is by one of the most reviled artists of the current decade. Straight outta Canada, it's music's favorite whipping boy, Justin Bieber!
Because it's not like any other music reviewer has ever talked about him before. What song of his am I shredding? Definitely not "Baby" as that song has been shredded beyond any form of recognition. I'm shredding a more recent song of his... his 2015 hit "Sorry."
Believe it or not, this is the song that made me hate the Biebs. Why do I hate this song more than "Baby"? Let's find out.
My first problem takes place after I press the play button. I hear this...
Whoa-oh oh! Whoa-oh-oh! Whoa-oh oh! Whoa-oh-oh!
Really? That's how you want to start your song? With that annoying-ass whooping? Is this the infamous "Millennial Whoop" that's taking over pop music? I guess so. It's also heard during the damn chorus too. If you remember my "10 Things I Hate About Music" blog, you'd know how much I dislike non-lexical vocables, especially 'whoa-ohs.' It's almost as annoying as "Shape of You's" bing-bong. Was it really necessary to include the whooping? *sigh*
My next problem, and this probably my biggest problem with this song: It's an apology song. I absolutely can't stand apology songs as most of them sound whinny and unbelievably desperate. This song is no exception. Why would you put so much effort into a song just to apologize to some girl? What did you do to her? Did you spit on her? Call her a whale? Piss in her mop bucket? Eat her tendies? Shit, this song is making me crazy.
Other problems with song include Bieber's overly-breathy vocals during the verses where I could barely understand him, and this song being OPAF (OverPlayed As Fuck.) I still hear this almost everyday at work. In fact, every song in this entry is/was OPAF. Now for the final score.
Even the score sheets are mini-er
To answer your question, Biebs. "Is it to late to say sorry?" Well, for your um... unbelievable contributions to the music and entertainment world, I dub thee unforgiven.
Next on the chopping block is from someone a little lesser known yet their song still manages to get OPAF somehow. Also from the Great White North, it's Alessia Cara with her 2015 'empowerment' anthem "Scars to Your Beautiful."
*inhales sharply* Do I have some issues with this song, starting with the damn title. "Scars to Your Beautiful," what kind of title is that? Sounds like a Marylyn Manson song if you ask me, like a sequel to "The Beautiful People." Oh boy, I haven't even scratched the surface of the tip of this iceberg.
My next problem with this song is that it's so mind-numbingly... generic. The lyrics are just your typical "be yourself" song laid upon on some slow plodding beat. It's like we don't have a million of these songs already. I do give this song credit for touching on self harm and eating disorders, but aside from that, it's just generic.
Now you're probably thinking 'Why are you ranting on this song when it's so generic?' Frankly, I would've written this song as generic... if it weren't for this line in the chorus...
You don't have to change a thing, the world could change its heart.
Have you ever heard something so... unbelievable that you're not fully sure on how to even talk about how unbelievable it is? This is definitely one of those instances. It's also an instance where I need a second opinion. Hey SpongeBob, how do you feel about this lyric?
This lyric is quite possibly the biggest load of bullshit I have ever heard. Why? Because for most people, that's NOT how the world works! Do you really expect a world of over seven billion humans and trillions of other life-forms, of which 99% have never met you, to change their heart? Short answer: You can't! Look, I get what they I get what their going for, but this particular lyric comes off as extremely selfish. Hell, I think this lyric would even make Mr. Rogers cringe. "You don't have to change?" Once again, bullshit! In life, you need to change in order to adapt to this ever-changing world, otherwise you'll get left behind. This single line single handedly destroyed any credibility this song ever had. Empowerment anthem? More like entitlement anthem. This is one of the worst lines I have ever heard in a song, right up there with "Let's Marvin Gaye and get it on" and "I'm madly in anger with you."
And just like the last song I shredded, this one also features annoying-ass whooping in the chorus. What's the point of including it? To make the chorus longer? Like I said in my "Shape of You" entry, long choruses are boring and have no place in pop songs. "Scars to Your Beautiful" is practically the "Shape of You" of 2015! *sighs* Alright, I'll stop mentioning that song. Now for the final score.
I think this song had good intentions, but the execution was done so poorly. Plus, I don't need to beautiful. I prefer to heed Manson's warning about the beautiful people.
Well, I'm half way there, but no amount of prayers can save me from these next two songs. Things are about to get ugly. So ugly that the Ugly Barnacle will die. This time, we're going back to 2014, the same year a certain song that nearly destroyed me was released, with a song by an artist from the far away land of Australia. From the same country that gave us AC/DC, Kangaroos, Nicole Kidman, and Steve Irwin, it's Sia with "Chandelier."
For this one, I'll be talking less about the song and more about the artist in choice. This will be a doozy.
I'm going to be really frank here... I absolutely cannot stand Sia. I hate her almost as much as Taylor Swift. I don't understand why she's so popular. The main reason I hate Sia… her voice. She sounds like Homsar getting an oversized rectal probe inserted whilst having a cardiac episode with a mouthful of peanut butter and marshmallows. Quite unpleasant if ask me. That's the best word to describe Sia's voice. Her voice is so unpleasant, she makes a grindcore vocalist sound like Freddie Mercury. Not only is her voice unpleasant to hear but also unintelligible. Seriously, can anyone understand what she's singing? I sure as hell can't! Her diction and enunciation are so bad, I can't even make up misheard lyrics. She even puts Kurt Cobain to shame! Why is she so popular when we can't understand what the fuck she's singing?! On a somewhat related note, Sia is also one of the reasons I refuse to watch the goddamn MLP movie.
Worst celeb self-insert ever! Just why, Hasbro?
As for the song... well, if I actually liked this song, I wouldn't have included it on Musical Manslaughter. This song is so unpleasant, unintelligible, nonsensical, OPAF (especially in 2015), and it makes me want to hang myself from a chandelier. What this hell is this song even about, anyway?! *sigh* I would rant further, but I need to conserve my energy for the last song. Here's the final score.
It just baffles me how an artist with such an unpleasant and unintelligible voice could be popular. In my opinion, Tom Araya of fuckin' Slayer sounds eons more pleasant than Sia.
One more song and I consider this one the worst of the worst. Going back to 2015 for the third and hopefully last time, it's Adele from merry old England with her smash hit "Hello."
*inhales sharpiestly* Out of all the songs in this entry, this is the song I hate the most. I mean, practically everyone I know likes this song. Seriously, am I the only one in the world the universe who hates this song?! I have some major problems with this song. Time to use up this last bit of anger as this entry's going out with a bang.
My first problem with this song: It's OPAF. Not just OPAF, but astronomically OPAF. Much like "Shake it Off" was back in late 2014-2015, "Hello" topped the Billboard charts and was played practically everywhere in late 2015 and most especially in 2016. Trying to get away from this song was like trying to dodge rain in a thunderstorm. Every time I hear this song, I feel my happiness being washed down the drain. I could go on about this song's overplayed-ness, but I have much bigger problems with this song.
My next problem is the same problem I have with Justin Bieber's song. It's another goddamn apology song, and dare I say, it's even worse than the Biebs song. Why? Just listen to the damn chorus!
Hello from the other siiiiiide
I must have called a thousand tiiiiiimes
To tell you I'm sorry for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home
Hello from the outsiiiiiide
At least I can say that I've triiiiiied
To tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart
But it don't matter it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore
Wow... just wow. The desperation is strong with this one. This doesn't just take the cake, it takes the whole damn bakery! I know the "called a thousand times" is a hyperbole, but really? If he didn't answer the first few times, why did you keep trying?! He probably should've blocked your number after the third time. Also, what did you do to him? Did you eat his tendies? I can't even fathom what Adele and whoever wrote this were thinking with this song. Did they really think these lyrics sound sincere? Because to me, it sounds extremely creepy. In fact, "Hello" makes "Every Breath You Take" sound like fucking "All Star!" At least Sting admitted that "Every Breath" is supposed to be creepy. This song... *sigh* I need calm myself down before I explode twice...
But I'm not done here, am I? Oh no, I have another major problem with this song: The production. Creepy lyrics aside, "Hello" is one of the most musically boring songs I have ever heard. It's just some sad and plodding piano ballad that we've all heard like a million times now. Not that I hate piano ballads, but this song doesn't do anything new or even interesting. Once again, boring! However, what really kills the song for me is Adele's "oversinging" in the chorus. I'm not sure if "oversinging" is the right term, but it really does sound like she's overly straining her voice. It really makes my vocal cords shrivel. Sheesh, I thought Adele would've learned to be more careful with her vocal technique after she blew out voice the first time. Nope, she blew it out again last year, likely for good. I find it pretty pathetic that Adele blew out her voice twice before turning 30 while Rob Halford and Bruce Dickinson are in their 60s and they can still wail. I guess it is all in the technique.
Now for the final score.
Honestly, Adele, I don't know why you say hello when I say goodbye.
And that concludes this entry of Musical Manslaughter. I was expecting "Mini-Slaughters" would be a lot easier to write. I was wrong. Maybe the next set of "Mini-Slaughters" would be easier For my next entry, I'll be tearing apart a horrible recent cover of a beloved 1970s anthem. This is Woohoo, signing off.
So, i remember having this one weird dream a very long time ago when I was in high school at the time. So this dream took place in a high school. It's not the same one I went to before, because I totally figured it out later on in the dream. I all I know is that me and my best buddy was walking and talking while we are heading to the same math class, but all of a sudden. We see zoo keepers down the hall. Releasing 2 tigers that are on leashes and letting them chase and catch students who are late to class. Their were only a few students in the halls at the time. So, after we both saw this. we sprint down the halls to our math class as fast and quick as a rabbit. We got to our math class safely, but I released when I got in and took a seat that it was Geometry, instead of basic math. To be honest, I don't know geometry at a high level. So, I just hung out in the class room. Until the time went by super quickly for our 90 minute classes. The bell has rung at last for us to go to our next class. When we got out of the class room. From all of a sudden and weird reason. My friend turned into a female, I mean 100% female. After, my friend turned into a female. A guy from our class, turned around and went walked back to us. He then, looked at my friend and gave me a weird smile and asked me "What's your name?". I thought at first he was going to flirt with my friend. So, I told him "My name is josh". That's not my real name and I basically lied to the guy in order to protect my friend from a random guy awkwardly flirting with him. After that awkward moment we had right their. All 3 of us, went our separate ways to get to our next classes before any of the 2 tigers get us. A tiger did manage to try to sneak up and pounce me, but I saw him before he could perform his attack. Me and the tiger ran a few good feet from we spotted each other. Until I turned my head to see if he was catching up and to my surprise. The tiger pounced on me and pinned me to the ground and tried to bite me, but I used my left arm in the nick of time to block the bite with. I also released that the tigers were just playing, because I somehow didn't bleed from my left arm or got hurt. One of the zoo keeper's came around the corner in order to get the tiger off of me and let it assist the 2nd tiger down the hall. Going in a different direction and turning right to get another student while the zoo keeper's chase after them. I also released this is not our high school we go to, because we are in a African safari area.
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I never imagined I'd be writing this, and yet here we are.
It's been a fun few years, but the time has come for me to go. Not just here though, Celtore is leaving that large series of tubes that we call the Internet. The forums, youtube, IRC, everything.
Let me take a few steps back, actually. Since I was young, I was always in love with computers. The first computer program I ever ran was a little game called Great Adventures: Pirate Ship, a Fisher Price game. To this day, it's my inspiration for software development. Look how fantastic those graphics are, listen to that audio; it's a work of art and you can tell a lot of heart went into it. Anyway, I'm diving off topic...
When I was around 11-12, I discovered social media on the internet and community powered content. All sorts of games, forums, chatrooms, the usual stuff, but only in the mid 2000's instead of today. I loved it because it let me chat and interact with my school friends when I was at home without having to physically be next to them. I really enjoyed interacting with my friends, whether it was at recess, at one of our homes, at some kind of place like a swim complex or on the internet in a chatroom or in some game. The web also let me talk with people on the other side of the world, which was pretty amazing to think about back then.
In the later years of high school, the internet became ever more important because of its convenience. Why meet in person at a mcdonald's when you can talk over IRC or World of Warcraft? We would still meet at recess and play our silly games; oh wait, that wasn't a thing any more. Recess in grades 7-12 became "breaks", 5 minute intervals which were barely enough to get you from one class to another. Then high school came where I was basically a hermit for 4 years. Very few reached out to me, but I'll be honest, I would have hesitated to reach out to me too back then.
Ever since those high school days, there's a part of me that feels empty and unfulfilled. I have a great family, plenty of money in the bank, a well paying job I mostly enjoy that I spent 6 years of my life fighting for, no debt... I should be happy, but something holds me back. I think that I've finally realized what that problem is: my over-dependence, perhaps even addiction, with the internet.
I call it an addiction because it's pretty bleeding obvious when you look at me from a third-person perspective. I never go to work events or even personal interest clubs because I'd rather be in my study derping around the internet. I'd rather be browsing reddit than going out to the library, working on my art skills or even taking my Telescope outside on some lovely nights. Old me would have jumped at the opportunity to drive over to a friends place or a local event instead of being alone online, but now that I have wheels, I can't be bothered! And social media like these very forums are instigators where I can say to myself, "You're being social, Bob! You're socializing with people!", when in reality, I'm just in denial and digging myself into an even deeper hole.
So thank you all very much for dealing with me over the years. I was considering just fading into obscurity, but I felt that I owed an explanation to some certain individuals and it wouldn't be the right thing to do. I'm sorry for being so selfish, but I feel like I need to address this directly after ignoring this problem for all these years. I think this emptiness of mine can only be solved if I get out of my chair and fill it with something. So again, thank you all for being such excellent human beings. I cant say our bonds quite reached the levels of my old college and school friends, but you are all amazing people none the less. Don't let anyone, even yourselves, say differently. Farewell.
Dear Professor Charles Xia Xavior,
Today is 12/10/2018 and at the start of writing this, it is 18:12.
Today was a very strange day. I knew something was off the moment I left the X Mansion, I just couldn't tell why- that was until later! It was horrible! There is this pyrokentic poni, I believe his name was Pyro- so unoriginal BUT point is, he went around burning things! Such an hooligan! I had to put him i his place.
I confronted him a 12:30 sharp with a whole lecture ready and he goes head and burns it! Luckily I had it memorized, the only reason I had it written out was so he can take the copy home and evaluate it when ever he felt necessary or felt when he was going to slip, clearly he didn't care for the written work but soon I realized he didn't care at all! As I go on about my lecture he began mocking me. I tried to go on but he was laughing so hard on some points that I had to repeat myself a few times. After he settled down, I finally finished and I thought that was the end of that BUT HE TRIED TO BURN MY FACE!
When I appropriately freaked out, he laughed some more and went off. I may not have gotten burned but heavens forbid I did! He would have to have lived with that! I went after, I let no fool cross my path and NOT learn their lesson after all and I caught him threatening a business poni! I could not believe it but I saw it with my own two eyes! I huffed over there and noticed even the business poni couldn't talk sense into him.
I got in Pyro's face and he had the nerve to say I was no threat. I felt a boiling fire but I kept my cool and took his gadgets! He maybe able to control fight but he can't make it. I was stern but he got physical. I will not lie, this was a terrifying first but I got physical with him in the public square! I wanted to call forth a talliman but he didn't give me a chance.
For a solid five minutes he got really nasty to me, even said words only the jailed would say. Honestly, I got sick of him and like Icemon, I ended our battle with a swift hit to the Breast plate to knock his air out. The business poni thanked me and gave me a specialized "IOU" card. Said I can redeem it any time. I tried to give it back and explain but he insited that I keep it.
Dunno who I am trying to fool Here as I haven't really changed much at all from those times I just threw my old mask in the trashcan and made a new one like I've always done.
Hiding behind something else because I'm too afraid to come out. Trying to act tough or caring when in reality I'm just afraid. I'm afraid of this world and people in it I've always been scared and i thought these days i been able to move on but now I see that I been lying to myself and everyone else.
I haven't been able to move anywhere I'm still in the same spot I was in when I joined here and even before that.
What has happened is that I have been able to figure out what is going on with me. And the truth of the matter is that I'm scared but I haven't been able to accept that as I bottled up my feelings and emotions trying to get rid of them. I was running away. I couldn't face myself or my own issues. I couldn't face my fear of everything.
I don't know what direction I will end up from now on and I don't really care what I do care about right now is that I have been able to feel more at ease by writing this
For most of my life, I've been keeping things to myself. I was always afraid of what others would think of me from my previous experiences. I don't want anypony to think of me in a bad way. That's why I've been keeping my secrets to myself. And that's what I think makes me so unlikable. I just don't want anypony to think badly of me.
At the same time, I feel like I'm hoping for something that will never happen. And feeling hopeless and full of despair is just a slower way of being dead. Right now, after I returned to the forums, my mind is stuck in a debate if it is worth living anymore or to just end it all. The confusion scares me. The ponies I have met are here so nice, yet the outside world is horrible...
When I don't know which way to turn, slowly I fall. I was actually afraid of having friends again, and I didn't expect ponies to even get to know me that well. I didn't even think they would acknowledge me. I didn't even think I would get noticed. I didn't even think I would be visible to them in the forums.
This is because I am extremely paranoid of my last experience with having friends, because they betrayed me. That's why I am so nervous and socially awkward around new ponies. I'm actually scared of making friends, because I don't want to lose another one. The feeling is unbearable of not being good enough for them. I remember my stomach dropped, a huge headache kicked in as so many thoughts rushed through my mind, and my heart was broken for days. It's sad how they claimed to love and care for me, and yet they replaced me so quickly. I was forgotten.
I gave up on almost everything, from school and work to Xbox and drawing, and life itself. I was broken. I was scared of how much pain I would cause others. "Didn't they like me? Was I not nice to them? Did I do anything mean?" So many thoughts rushed through my head for the last 5 years. I had no friends for the longest time. No one to talk to. No one to understand me. No one to be there for me.
I am liked by other ponies here, and for some reason, I still don't know why they would care for me. Am I really that likeable? Am I really caring? I don't know. But what I do know, is that I am so grateful for their kindness, and that's something I would never forget.
Most of my life I had been In a state of confusion, despair, fear and trauma. Hopeless, but hoping.
Sometimes life can be confusing. I am both happy and sad at the same time, and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.
So, this story took place back in high school of my Sophmore year. I did my daily morning routine as usual. I wake up in the morning, eat breakfast, watch a youtube video, get my clothes on ( even though I already took a shower at night time ), go to the bus and get on, and just enjoy the ride to school! When I got off the school bus. My very first class in the morning is P.E ( aka Physical Education ), It's a gym class actually. I went through the doors. I then took a right turn leading into the gym hallways, took another right turn when I got down to the Basketball court area and then went up the 2 flights of stairs to the upper gym to get into the gym. Now, how the layout of the gym was set up is that their is wooden benches from the bottom of the gym to the top of the gym. Their is also steps that are made of some kind of smooth stone in each middle row of the benches from top to bottom. In the middle, is a basket ball court. Which is pretty cool to have! In the middle their is a corridor leading to the gym hallways at the bottom. Now, I know I should've taken the easier way to the gym, but the thing is that they have a gate that closes the way to the gym. Their is also 4 door ways leading to different areas in each upper corner of the gym. 2 of them lead to the cafeteria on one side of the wall. the other side of the gym is another one that leads to the pool area of the gym, but in the hallways. The one I came out of is from the basketball court hallway area. So, when I first entered the gym. I saw a freshmen female walk up to a group of guy's that were walking a few feet ahead of me and asked them "Do you guys have any change?". The group of guys then said "No, we don't" and after they answered her question. She then went towards me to ask the same question. After, she asked me the question. I then asked her myself saying "Why are you asking me if I have change?". She then said "Because I want to buy a soda". I then told her "I don't have any money with me right now, sorry" ( Now, I did have money with me at the time, but it was not enough to buy a soda drink. I know it sounded like I lied to her, but it was because I didn't know what to say to her at the and I was also tired as well and i'm still waking up. I'm a very honest person and I never lie, but only very rarely ). After, our little awkward conversation. I then went down the steps to put my stuff down and went to go hangout with my friends in the school's halls. As I was walking up the steps, I saw that she went around the gym asking people the same question as well. AS soon as I walked out of the gym doors to the cafeteria. I told myself that ( I don't think that's a good idea to go around asking random strangers for money to buy a soda and it's also the first week of school that started as well ). The second week of school started and at the time. 1st period was being let out for passing period before 2nd period starts. Now, for passing period. We get only 10 minutes to go to our lockers and go to our next class. At the time. I was in the freshmen center, because one of my homeroom classes I have next is Basic Math. I was getting a soda at the time. when I was waiting in line to be next for the soda machine and when it was my turn to get one. I got out my wallet and as soon as I did that. The same girl from last week, came around the corner and asked me the same question. Now I was tired at the moment and didn't care about anything for a sec. Also, their were 4-7 freshmen behind me waiting and they saw how awkward the situation was. So, I gave a $1 bill and told myself ( Here is $1 to get off my tail ). After, I gave her the $1 bill. She went back around the corner where she came from and after I saw that. I told myself ( The soda machine is right here and not around the corner ). So, I bought my soda and went to my next period class. I did see her in the halls sometimes around the school, but the good thing is she never asked me again. Now, im wondering if she got into trouble for asking random strangers who she doesn't know and are not her friends. I also think the reason why I gave her a $1 bill is, because I didn't want to be mean or rude to her about it. So, I was nice to her at least.
Moral of the story: Do not give people you don't know or who are not your friend money, because you don't know what they will do with it instead.
I hope you Ladies and Gentlecolts enjoyed this story! Have a good day or night! May your favorite pony visit you in your dreams!
... I HATE this feeling.
As many times as I've seen others here wallow in sadness & misery, I think it might be okay to vent here for a bit; not like I'm saying or doing anything original with this, after all.
And, before I begin, this is NOT a cry for attention, a self-harm warning OR any kind of declaration of 'leaving' these wonderful forums... so no worries, fellow Ponyites - I just need me some good ol' fashioned whine-time.
USELESS. WORTHLESS. SHAME. ANGER. DESPAIR. LOSS. AGONY. TEARS. PAIN.
... suffering daily has become more of a norm for me this past month than I'm comfortable with.
Sure, I have my moments - we all do - but this moment has stretched out for over a month now, and I am SO sick & tired of it. I feel it creep up on me in the morning, sideswipe me in the afternoon, and unexpectedly slap me across the face in the evening; that's not even mentioning the occasional sucker-punch that comes at random during the course of my waking hours.
WHY am I so upset? I won't relate that publicly; those who I've told know, those who I haven't... well, they probably shouldn't know, and it's not something I'd find appropriate to mention during this holiday season. I do believe in merriment for the holidays... which is why I'm just not going to say it here.
But the sheer weight of my hurting has reached the level where I have actually found it necessary to blog about it - and speaking about your pain without naming it... well, it's HARD.
WHY do I keep finding all these rocks of pain in the shoes of my existence? Can't I simply forge ahead & pretend it doesn't even exist? I mean, you see folks do it all the time on TV, in movies and books, in those crappy little self-help books - so why is it so fucking difficult for ME to actually accomplish?
Not only that, but my music... my sweet, sweet music...
Even THAT hurts me now, with certain tunes I used to tell myself I'd never truly understand. Music has been an ENORMOUS part of my life for such a long, long time - since I was old enough to remember - and now it feels as though even my fantasy-escape into music can't help me for long; it always comes back to THOSE songs... and I now understand & feel them more than I ever thought possible.
And it SUCKS ASS.
Every moment, I have been blasted with my sorrow... which occasionally becomes anger, or hate, or spite, or even outright rage... and it feels as though it will NEVER end.
Now, I know I won't feel like this forever. I am well aware that I'm simply hurting, and with time & patience, the pain will lessen, become more manageable, and be just another thing I sigh over when I'm by myself. I'm not going to end my life just because I feel bad right now - that's not only a foolish thing to do, but it also snuffs out any hope, or change, or growth that I might gain from it all.
And far be it for me to gush on & on about how 'no one understands' or 'nobody loves me' - I KNOW folks DO care, and to say those things makes a mockery of the affection & concern they've shown me... so there's no reason for me to claim that I'm unloved. I know folks care - it just doesn't stop the pain, sometimes.
Maybe THAT is why I'm venting here: I feel PAIN, and even after talking with others, it just needs to be somewhere besides my own noggin... so, my thought? If I pour it out onto something else, I can lessen its' impact on my brain, heart & soul - which, in turn, will allow me to heal just a bit more, a bit further, a bit quicker than if I didn't say a single word.
PAIN SUCKS. I have always disliked pain; pain of loved ones, pain of others, pain of self. Pain, though a necessary part of living, takes so many forms, it would be ludicrous to attempt to list out every example, and stupid of me to think of trying to... there's not enough space on the Internet to hold a list of every pain that can possibly be; it's too much.
As human beings, we have a number of options as to how to not only deal with pain, but LIVE with it. Distractions such as zombifying medications, topical books written by smug-looking 'gurus', errant shock comedy, illicit substances and the ever-spinning train of alcoholism are just a few of the ways folks can make the pain lessen... but the grand idea of making pain obsolete is a lie, a sham and an outright fib, all rolled into one.
DEALING WITH YOUR OWN PAIN IS NECESSARY TO GROW.
I feel like I have to tell folks this fact all the damned time... and a number of them not only don't get it, but they REFUSE to; they would rather fall back into the habit of seeking attention than to face their pain & understand it. And when people understand their pain better, they don't suffer as much & learn to get through the brunt of it more efficiently & quickly. It's not a catch-all cure - it's just a part of being mature enough to accept that there WILL be pain... but you don't have to FALL to it.
Pain hurts. Hurts so bad I sometimes wonder if it will EVER end. But I know that it won't be this difficult everyday... and someday, hopefully soon, I'll get through the worst of it, and it will simply be a scar on my heart. An UGLY scar, perhaps...
But a scar is a mass of healing... and it means my soul won't bleed forever.
I'll be okay... eventually... so don't cry for me; I'm doing enough of that on my own. And each tear I shed washes away at least a tiny portion of pain from me, so tears are okay.
... thank you, one and all, for your time, your concern, and your love.