Feather Spiral

3 hours ago, Cash In said:

This. I swear, people love being jerks for the sake of it, especially when they achieve absolutely nothing from it. I don't think I can physically comprehend their thought process without my brain melting to mush.

Probably letting off steam, after facing their own failures and lack of intelligence daily.

On another forum, I've been called a "drama queen" by people who, later on, dedicated entire thread pages to hating me while I was asleep. Same people who called me a "sadist" for hitting back my harassing sister, but got their jimmies rustled by picking on a younger member. Said "get off your high horses" when I took his defense and that I was "acting superior", all the while looming from the dizzying heights of their moral ground.
The forum admin, self-proclaimed king of logic and reason, accused me of "ad hominem" when I pointed out the hateful behavior... but made no such criticism about the others' personal insults, which are in fact absolute ad hominem arguments.

I bet they all felt real good about themselves for "teaching me a lesson" (I kid you not, they said those words too).

My fam pretty much forgot how to communicate without yelling at this point. I don't come join them for dinner anymore because people raising their voice cuts off my appetite.

Feel free to hmu on Discord (Fissy-blue-up#5395) when the team is complete, as I check it several times a day unlike the forums.

We can each record our voicing and send it anytime though, right? I assume a group session (e.g Discord) where one person will record everyone, isn't really feasible due to timezones n stuff

Part 1: Sparks sounds like the perfect excuse to release my inner drama kid. I think I can also spare some voice for the extras at the start, if that's okay?

Part 2, hmmm... I got my sights on the Sergeant, as my first choice. But if someone else prefers him, I could take the first or last two Geigers.

As you can see, I kinda wanna challenge myself to do more than one voice per reading.

(BTW if I don't check in again, feel free to ping me on Discord, I go by Fissy-blue-you-away on the server there.)

Forgot if I posted here before, but... I think my special talent is actually imitation.

Even the stories I write are mostly recycled clichés and borrowed mannerisms etc. Not to mention the fun I get from exaggerating behaviors, like people who overact in adverts.

Daw, thank you sugar.

I'm cool though, that was mostly a joke (else I woulda used words, not emotes). I know this is the complaint thread, so people are bound to exaggerate for venting's sake.

Ima take this opportunity to vent about something I forgot earlier, something that happened a few hours ago:

my father: suddenly and brusquely begins to talk from outside the doorway
me, screaming as I was just stepping down from a chair and almost fell and broke my fucking neck
my father, who has full view of what just happened: "Wah! why'd you yell"

I might wanna consider brushin up on my German, maybe.

Also might need to speak Turkish a bit more... it's my native tongue, and yet I struggle to find words sometimes. Then again, I struggle to find words in any language I do speak sometimes...

Have I shared this here before?

Wouldn't hurt to post it again. Along with a few more of these lovely sugarpies. And this one.

Don't know if I mentioned Grian before, but he's one of my faves now, so

Also, GoodTimesWithScar has started to grow on me, ever since I saw his snail (Larry?) on Hermitcraft
Turns out he actually made drawings of the thing before it occurred to him to build one as his home. I got curious whether he put up other art, so I decided to check his channel. Much of it was nerdy with a few wholesome vids sprinkled in.

In non-Minecraft, there's uhhh.... Doctor Mike, rSlash and SootHouse, Sherpa and Tonka and other dog channels, kekeflipnote, Alan Becker...

The list goes on, obv.

With power out (or internet down) and lockdown in effect... I took out a few board games so I could play them with family.

I may also have subverted Jenga to build, like, joined towers or office buildings or wavebreakers or bridges.

On 3/24/2020 at 3:32 AM, Pastel Heart said:

People suck. Especially opinionated people.

I wish i could explode them with my mind

Boom~

I won't lie, I'm proud to consider myself strongheaded in some cases. Especially since I spent much of my early life being a complete Yes Man to many things, only to end up with social anxiety.
Then there are situations where I wish I had a better grasp on social interactions, mainly being more tactful.

Although... there also were times where I've done my best to be understanding and it earned me nothing but scorn in return. I'm sure no decent person would see me as an asshole for being less motivated to have tact.

On 3/11/2020 at 6:48 PM, PuddingPonyPal said:

Bicyclists who purposely go through traffic are HORRIBLE. There are roads specifically for them here yet they mostly use the lanes for cars. It's so stupid!!! 

Oh god this... and they often run red lights too. Or take their sweet time on a very narrow one-way road, where I can't drive past and am forced to expend precious fuel going in 1st gear instead of 2nd.

Fuck that.

Also, have I complained about dumb pedestrians who somehow manage to completely mute their survival instincts?
There are jaywalkers of course, but even at zebra crossings, you'll sometimes get a jogger or a stupid kid running, a dumbass talking on the phone or to a friend.

I barely have time to hit the brakes and only because my foot's already there anticipating these dipshits poppin out from behind a car or wall. Meanwhile the human outside had several whole seconds to hear the growl of my car's engine growing closer and closer.

How the fuck do you do that? I get nervous crossing a street even when I know it's a zebra crossing and the light is green for me, after seeing cars run red lights. How the shit do you get so at ease you don't bother looking when there's poor visibility, or even hear the very blatant loud roar of an engine coming at you?

I often make powdered pudding too slushy. Don't ask me how I do it with very precise instructions written down for me to see.

Sometimes I wanna bitchslap myself like, "you have EYEballs you dumbass, fuckin USE THEM."

I'm the one who has to take care of any task ever (either do it or show them how) because my parents are boomers and my sister is autistic.

I remember actually taking responsibility for her back when she was twice my age. Now we're both legally adults, except I've had a very brief and tainted childhood. And yes, that type of abuse is included.

Yesterday morning, I dreamed I was a little girl who loved wide flat things (leaves, tiles...) but wasn’t very verbal. We lived in a small two-floor house and it was surrounded by trees, and to my glee, lots of dead leaves often fluttered inside.

Apparently my parents thought the noises were sounds of distress though, because dad hugged me from behind and tried to comfort me when I looked at the leaves. I haltingly explained that I actually loved wide and flat things, how they danced back and forth as they fell, or spun easily etc. I gave a shudder to express excitement, but again he thought I was just upset, so I struggled to reexplain that I loved it and it was just “happy trembling” or something.

Then I did a musical where I walked on a precarious ledge on our house’s walls and even swung from the ledge, all the while wearing a top hat and singing (and it was a famous song from the 80s-90s, but when I woke up I couldn't recall the title and quickly forgot the tune too). I ended the song by dropping into waist-high water, where my dad approached me from behind, I flicked the hat off my head and it landed perfectly on him.

Might be a bit gross, but...

My feet sweat a lot when I wear socks, and feel cold when I don't.

What the actual fuck is wrong with me?

Staying active in online communities (particularly one where I am co-admin) whilst keeping up with IRL business is rough. I don't know how I'll manage if I eventually get a regular, 9to5 day job.

Sooo, is this a request for voice actors? cause, Thorax's personality suits me, and... well, you see where I'm going

Naw... now that I found the board, I'll check in when I can.

Thanks for the suggestion though. <3

I'm interested in playing JB, but what's he like? also, hope you don't mind him sounding a bit Middle-Eastern

What's Hitler's favorite Star Trek series?

Deep Space NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN NEIN

Ah, I didn't know where to look for these things. Sadly all the male roles are taken, and I doubt my deep rumble can be mistaken for a filly's or young mare's.

Unless it can be pitch-corrected somehow? but that sounds like cheating to me

Sorry for double post, but I wanted to talk about this last one... it was very theatrical, with camera view changes and stuff.

Know the USS Enterprise from the JJ Abrams reboot Star Trek? I dreamed that McCoy was in command, Kirk inquires where Spock is, so Bones explains he had to leave to get help from another race.
The ship is chased by a huge Klingon battlecruiser, I think Negh'var is the name of that class? From here onward, the first-person POV is replaced with alternating views of the two ships and the Enterprise bridge.
Both vessels go top-speed through a narrow corridor between torn-up buildings, with protruding metal poles and such, offering no escape from the sides or top. The Enterprise vents some warp plasma to blind the battlecruiser, so it can't shoot for a brief moment but continues chasing.
Then sensors show that the end of the corridor is open space but dangerously close to a wall, so McCoy makes a plan.
The Enterprise vents plasma again just before the opening, then veers upwards hard with engines in full reverse. The blinded battlecruiser wooshes right below them and slams into the wall, as predicted.

Oh, well... I remember I had a very cool dream, but I forgot the details.

I'm such an idiot for not immediately writing it down this morning. Now a whole day has passed and I don't even remember a single image.

I had three weird dreams, early this morning... first two took place in a school, last two were basically openings of The Good Doctor episodes.

First one:
We were in class and there was an awkward helicopter "model" made of paper: a drawing of the body, with a tail rotor cutout pinned to it. But the main rotor was really weird, it had a pair of flat blades (regular paper strips) and a pair of looping ones (Moebius strips).
Even weirder was the way we supposedly had to make those loops... because the shape you obtained didn't even make a loop. There was a machine of sorts, with kind of electrodes on each side, making short segments of a road made of paper; which went on straight for a while. Then it encountered a rock, where the electrodes split apart and widened the last two segments to go around that rock. Afterwards, the electrodes progressively got closer again and narrowed back to normal, making the last few segments of the road.
I was really late to realizing we were supposed to be making the same "model", and only had two big bloc-notes to provide the paper I needed. Eventually I managed to make it I think, but the teacher who was touring the room grading our works, decided to skip me for some reason.

Second one:
A young man is sitting in a large exam room trying to finish his answers, when suddenly everything around him turns colorful. He begins to sweat, the hallucinations increase in intensity, until he eventually becomes nauseous and tries to get up.

Third one:
A middle-aged woman is rambling in a cheap coffee place, one barista comments about (for some odd reason) her not having a diploma. The woman tries to correct her by saying: "I do have a diploma, it's... it's..." but she can't finish it. She gets dizzy, stumbles, clings to the counter, and finally falls to the floor.

(Now you understand why I brought up The Good Doctor for these last two.)