The people have spoken, and the people wanted more Voyd. (I do, too!)
I wrote this comic largely out of spite after some mean anon sent a message saying they were pissy about me shipping Voyd with “the ugliest character.” So I took it upon myself to make this as a big FUCK YOU because Brick is a treasure.
It makes sense to me that Brick’s speech pattern could be the result of a traumatic brain injury (specifically, aphasia). Being a tank-type, she’s probably thrown into very violet situations more than the average Super. I also loved the idea of her slow speech being a perfect foil for Voyd’s excitable rapid-fire chatter, and how using ASL would turn the tables and have Voyd be more slow and careful while Brick can speak more eloquently. ❤
so when nazi skinheads started showing up at dead kennedys concerts, in part bc of nazi imagery in the punk scene in general and in part bc of the dead kennedys’ satirical use of fascist imagery in places like kill the poor and the california uber alles video, they didn’t brush it off with “well it’s SATIRE and it’s not our fault they don’t get it! this isn’t our problem!”; they wrote nazi punks fuck off to 1) make the nazis who had look ridiculous and 2) make it clear they were unwelcome at their shows.
when someone’s response to being called out on their bullshit is “it’s satire and I don’t need to address people who misunderstand it!”, that’s a deliberate choice they’re making. they have other options.
I think what I’m trying to get at is if nazis, alt-righters, or whatever losers like something you make, you can and probably should take responsibility for that. Even if it’s satire, if it was taken the wrong way, whatever. You can close your ears, you can make fun of people who hate your work because nazis love it since you don’t think the nazis are your problem, or you can use your work, the same work they love, to tell them to fuck off.
I was in 1st/2nd grade grade when the big Pokémon boom of the late 90s-early 00s happened. It was HUGE. Every kid was into it and we’d watch the show and play pretend and collect the cards and bring our game boys to school to trade Pokémon during recess. I was lucky to have supportive parents, but I remember how teachers and other adults would scoff and say how tired they were of Pokémon, how annoying and juvenile it was and how they couldn’t wait for us to “get over it already”. I might have been young, but I still remember how much these kinds of comments bummed me out. Why in the world are we being mean to little kids who like Fortnite
Why are you comparing pokemon to fortnite???
Because… Fortnite is very popular amongst children at the moment? And there are adults who dismiss it in the same way other adults did when Pokémon was big, calling it stupid, saying the dances are annoying, how much they can’t wait for the “fad to be over”, etc. It’s pretty much the same scenario.
Fortnite has a lootbox system that is glorified gambling, and can cause patterns of addiction in even adult minds, and that is in fact its intended goal in order for the game to make money from microtransactions. That’s how all games with lootboxes function. That’s how they draw in their customer base and squeeze more money out of them.
Like, I don’t judge kids who enjoy Fortnite. My little cousin plays Fortnite.
But last week, my little cousin also stole his mother’s credit card and spent about a month’s salary on microtransactions without his parents’ knowledge.
Modern gaming has become vile and predatory in ways that we didn’t have to deal with as children.
And we shouldn’t be mean to children about this, but we should definitely be coming down on these companies like a pile of fucking bricks.
Delicious.
Finally, some PROPER FORTNITE CRITICISM
Re lootboxes fortnite vs pokemon.
Trading card packets.
My favourite pokemon was a fucking charizard. And I was into pokemon from the beginning. A 1st edition charizard? 130 dollars. Attempts to buy it via packs? Hundreds of dollars.
Like it’s easier to prey on kids and shit now because online purchases but…. they still preyed on kids back in the pokemon days.
Pokémon was just one link in the chain, albeit a pretty massive one. But… 90s kids! Remember dropping what is, now that you think about it, literal hundreds of dollars on Magic cards about five bucks at a time? Remember how the original rules explicitly encouraged you to gamble your cards against your friends’? Or how about pogs, which did the same thing and had a very strict schoolyard coolness ranking system?
80s kids! Remember these?
Remember how you filled them one pack at a time?
In digging up this image, I found out that the two companies I remember putting these things out had been doing it for decades before, just for sports stuff.
Selling gambling to kids is nothing new. What’s new is finally recognizing it as an evil practice rather than an annoying fad.
once again corporate greed is the root of all problems, not children liking things
This Man Did Something That’s Already Expected Of Women But He Gets Extra Praise Cause He’s A Man
No. A lot of women don’t go to cosmetology classes to learn how to do hair, they have the experience from growing up-their mom doing their hair, Then experimenting which what they can do themselves. This guy probably had short hair his entire life with no clue on what to do. He didn’t just look up how to do a ponytail, he paid for actual classes so that he could do his little daughters hair in cool and creative ways so that SHE gets the learning experience and learns how to do it her own and then can go to school with fabulous. This is A+ daddy right here, he went above and beyond because he knows that he lack in certain areas where a mom would pick this up. Please don’t destroy nice things that men do simply because they are men and you want to hate them.
Please don’t destroy nice things that men do simply because they are men and you want to hate them.
What is bread night? You may ask. Well, it’s a holiday my family came up with because we’re sick of the American Christmas ™ consumer holiday, as well as the religious connotations. We want to celebrate each other and the love and companionship we found.
It is a celebration of the otherness of being queer (with a hefty amount of communism thrown in). We come together as found family, and friends, giving gifts and eating.
It’s called bread night because the main food isn’t a roast, it’s a loaf of fresh baked bread. The bread is both symbolic of breaking bread with your family, and also the revolt against capitalism.
Home made bread has been turned into a “luxury” by the society we live in, that only time and work can produce, although bread isn’t very hard to make and it’s considerably cheaper and lasts longer than buying it in a store. The bread shows our willingness to provide for each other, as well as being tastey.
Other foods are quick breads (banana, pumpkin, sweet potato), pot pies (anything can be put into a pot pie), and jams/jellies from the fall harvest.
Hot chocolate and mulled wine are the drinks, like the warmth of friendship.
The patron of the gathering is Krampus, a symbol that’s been vilified, much like queer people through out history (as well as Communists, at least in the US… Also a lot of commies tend to be queer). This is very much a celebration of a chosen family, people you enjoy being around, regardless of blood relation. Emphasised because Christmas tends to alienate those without a traditional family or family nearby.
The lights (because hey, string lights and candles are pretty) symbolize the stars, a reminder that even in the cold night, there is still light.
if you’re far away from your friends you’d like to celebrate with, you can make some toast with jam on it and curl up with a movie (try streaming on rabbit with your friends) or chatting with them as you eat your bread
my favorite era in history is the one where people discovered you could make cartoons out of typography and newspapers would run articles that were just like “today dennis the intern figured out how to draw a dog with the typewriter so here it is”
I thought things couldn’t get more horrifyingly amusing than the woman who wanted people to pay $1000 each to go to her wedding so she could “feel like a Kardashian for a day” and had a Facebook breakdown about it saying she was gonna go backpacking in Peru to “find herself” after being “betrayed” by her friends who didn’t want to partake but here we are
I thought it was the same person ngl.
I’m in the wedding shaming group and saw both this and the Peru post before it went viral. Love it.
THERE’S AN UPDATE
Stephanie is a true hero.
my favorite thing about this update is that the fact that we are even SEEING this means there’s AT LEAST one other snitch in the party that she hasn’t caught yet