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Jackhass wrote:Everytime I enter the room fireworks go off, "Eye of the Tiger" plays and I yell for 10 minutes about how I'm going to win the title at Summerslam.
teach me, oh great one!
[Hits you with a chair]...know you're role, because I'm uh...running wild and uh...WOOOO!
[Eye of the tiger starts playing again].
A zoo full of cute yet uproariously funny animals...how can you go wrong?
Jackhass wrote:Everytime I enter the room fireworks go off, "Eye of the Tiger" plays and I yell for 10 minutes about how I'm going to win the title at Summerslam.
teach me, oh great one!
[Hits you with a chair]...know you're role, because I'm uh...running wild and uh...WOOOO!
- Long hair, pretty similar to my own charater in G'nerds2000
- 2 shirts on at all times.
- Communication completely dependant on video game reffernces
- I never speak (...verbaly that is).
Most of my friends wear glasses. I don't. There must be something wrong with my eyes.
Oh, and I'm, like, totally blonde.
This webcomic, seen here is hosted on the free web host Comic Genesis which pretty much proves its not popular.
Oh noes! Read all about the tormented artist I am!
Visually , long hair, takes forever to dry, so often my hair is still WET while at work. Changes color as it dries. (Goes from almost-black to light brown/blondy) ... Also my hair changes color in sunlight. People like to play with my hair.
I wear shirts with no logos, usually long sleeve, and usually too warm for the weather. I'm usually 6 months behind on whatever clothes people are supposed to be wearing for the season... maybe I should be in australia.
I do the "talking italian" thing with the hands unconsciously... I won't realize I'm doing it unless pointed out. I sometimes sit on my hands while I talk (heh, funny story from grade 10 or so. We had a skit where we were supposed to just be talking heads, no hands... well the italian kicked in and about 1 minute in I popped my hands up, then remembered and popped them back down.)
When stressed I pull on my eyebrows or eyelashes (I need to stop doing this)
I'm too much of a smartiepants for most people, yet when I encounter people that are too obsessed with some tech thing I call them nerds. I like tech, but I really don't care that much about getting the latest and greatest thing to drool over. I also consider people I meet in real life dumb untill proven otherwise.
I also don't own or wear ...
any piercings (Don't like em)
a hat (my dad keeps giving me them though)
sunglasses (I need special kind or I need to wear contacts with normal ones)
Shorts (they've all disappeared)
a bikini or any swimwear (also have all disappeared)
any shoes with a heel higher than an inch. (Because it makes me even more klutzy)
any sport clothing
any frilly things
anything pastel colored
The last two, even if I did own them, I'd never wear them outside because it's against my black/grey "don't-bug-me" color scheme.
I have my magical goatee/enchanted sideburns combo.
Other than that I speak extremely emotively both with facial expressions and hand gestures. I used to be told by teachers I'd make a great anchorman of some sort - I also have a very low and deep voice.
'cept I dress perfectly normal.
I'm either in jeans with a tee and my lucky cap, or in jeans with a dress shirt and geled up hair. In my choice of jackets I wear pretty much exclusively leather coats. I have a long black coat I wear during winter to formal events, and a red and black motorcycle jacket I wear when it's cooler out, and it looks just plain cool. Problem is the latter makes me look like a drug dealer because on more than one occasion I've been stopped and asked by people if I "had anything".
Until I open my mouth (I also have an accent when I speak in french) I have nothing that'll discern me from a crowd.