#cartoon orbit codes

[hellsite-proteins]

awagga

this isn't even a protein, its just a weird little peptide, but why not?

letter sequence in this ask matching protein-coding amino acids:

awagga

protein guy analysis:

honestly i was impressed that AlphaFold was even able to analyze something with only 6 amino acids, and i was feeling optimistic. unfortunately, i was wrong and this looks bad. have you ever looked at a chemistry assignment that caused you genuine distress? one of the ones where someone made 5 bonds to carbon or added d orbitals to an oxygen? that is the feeling i am currently experiencing. two of the bonds are stretched distressingly far and some cursed ring-like abomination has formed at the end that is too messy to describe. this looks like a crime scene and i am having a bad time. i can't believe this is what i get for trying to be positive.

predicted protein structure:

cartoon representation

stick representation

close up of bond mistakes

[davisexplainableart]

March 1, 2019 (Mixels 5-Year Anniversary):

Flain & Teslo Mix (controlled by Flain): Alright, every-Mixel! How's everyone likin' the show so far?

Audience: *cheers and applauds*

Chao: That's great, 'cause we're only just getting started!

Flain & Teslo Mix: Yep, it's time for tonight's Fridays' Orbit Code.

Chao: That's the code you can enter in the "Orbit" section on "cnfansite.com" to get special prizes, like sneak peeks at new episodes, as well as other digital memorabilia!

Flain & Teslo Mix: And... could we put tonight's code on the big screen, please?

*The Orbit Code is revealed to be "CUBIT"*

Audience: *applauds at the reveal*

Flain & Teslo Mix: "CUBIT"! There's the code, everyone!

Chao: Once again, make sure you head to the "Cartoon Orbit" section of "cnfansite.com" by the end of tonight to receive this week prizes!

Flain & Teslo Mix: We'll be back with more of our Mixels 5-Year Anniversary Celebration after this!

Audience: *applauds again*

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(Hey guys, IRL Davis here)

(On March 1, 2019, to celebrate the 5-Year anniversary of Mixels' official Series 1 release, Fridays presented a night full of Mixels specials, including alterations of old ones, and the original Mixels shorts being played throughout)

(Naturally, with today being the 10-Year anniversary of their release, I decided to draw a picture from that particular show)

(Also, if you're wondering why this mix of Flain and Teslo is hosting alongside Chao instead of me, it's because I'd imagine myself being too chicken to go on a big stage myself)

(BTW, yes, this was meant to be our own take on CCF's "Orbit Codes". Sure, the prize isn't the same as 'exclusive ctoons", but none of the Mixels really knew how that worked at the time, so this is what we came up with instead)

(Feel free to ask any questions you may have about this particular Fridays show)

UPDATE: (Oh yeah, almost forgot. Since this was one of Chao's first Fridays shows as a host, she was a bit nervous too. As such, we decided to get some help from Jamzy (who was much more familiar with crowd interaction))

(What we did was use some supernatural technology that another Mixel made to turn Jamzy into a ghost, then she took control of Chao so that she could get through the show. This explains why Chao's inflections and way of talking sounded similar to Jamzy's during the show)

[bleedingmyway-blog]

Disenchantment with japanese culture

I've always been a weeaboo. To me, that is the one subculture I've always identified to in the same manner that a sports fan may immediately and proudly answer that they've been a madridista/yankees fan for as long as they can remember. I have been watching anime since I was a wee young lad; at the time I was growing up, french television was ripe with animated shows that were the result of collaborations between japanese and french/italian societies (these collaborations themselves the result of laws instigated by european countries to reduce the invasion of japanese shows on children's tv).

While said shows were closer to cartoons and typically had a more western thematic, there also was a channel called "Manga" which aired a lot of anime, and I'm not talking about older anime that was already fully voiced by the early 00s, i'm talking about anime which was pretty recent at the time and already voiced in french : cowboy bebop, wolf's rain, gurenn lagan, as well as some classics (which at the time were not-so-classic and more obscure) such as neon genesis evangelion, fullmetal alchemist, code geass, amongst others.

I grew to absolutely loathe live-action TV (i could not bear to see "real" people on tv as i called them, it irked me to no end as a child) and had gained some sort of an affinity towards japanese culture in general; as cringeworthy as it may sound. Of course, I was also a big fan of super-heroes (like any child), but anime was my "main" thing. It did not help that I was more of a nintendo gamer when i was younger, meaning you'd typically end up with a game between your hands that was more influenced by japanese folklore than say, your average ps3/xbox game at the time.

As soon as I was able to scour the internet for my own devices, I naturally orbited towards the anime sphere -and I wouldn't use the weeaboo term, as i was not really involved in a fandom community-, starting by using the wonders of the internet to rewatch certain anime i was fond of, like city hunter or haisukuru kimengumi (at the time, i found it incredible that you could use youtube/dailymotion to watch any episode of any show you wanted when you wanted to).

I then started getting into the classics, watching/reading death note at the time (and getting ultimately spoiled for no reason whatsoever in middle school, despite being the one to have showed spoilerish classmates the anime), bleach, highschool DxD (which was incredibly trendy at some point), the melancholy of haruhi suzumiya and so on.

I hardly watched any movies save for those that would occasionally air on tv, or series; i was exclusively into anime and reading manga when I was in middle school. I'd like to remind you, dear reader, that the reason you may believe what I'm saying is not too interesting or uncommon -save for my subpar writing skills and failure to keep your interest- is because it has now become widely accepted to indulge in this subculture of anime/manga/japanese culture.

I shall not go into detail, but whereas it is now conventionally acceptable to go out wearing an anime shirt or tell your co-worker you spent the friday night watching the latest one piece episode with your friend/partner, I grew up in a time where this was seen as incredibly nerdy, cringeworthy, and anime was typically known as "chinese cartoons". You couldn't just up and go wear an anime shirt either; you'd have better luck trying to tell a chick about your last wow raid than try to greet somebody without getting weird stares directed at your chest. Worse : an outgoing weeaboo was basically seen as a walking talking -and sweating- cringemachine by other more recluse weeaboos.

There was some sort of an excitement to finding someone else who bore the curse of taking drawn big eyed and pink haired girls making a transformation into a bikini outfit for the sole purpose of fighting seriously, and indulge as well as recommend each other anime. By the time I went to highschool, I was deeper into the entire thing : i started watching more moe anime (which i equate to the moment where regular substance use becomes addiction), getting involved in pretty obscure animemes community (i am talking about the weird love live! plushie memes, kemono friends and such) as well as watching more obscure anime such as serial experiments lain, ergo proxy, casshern sins, and others i am probably missing. You may find me a pedant for calling these obscure, but prior to instagram (sadly) making the boa opening song trending -i cannot describe the feeling when i first heard it on instagram on a coworker's story and being in complete disbelief- lain was quite obscure and there wasn't a lot to be found about it save for the very closed online forum, the cyberia music, and a lot of theories. By college, i was mostly reading manga, going for things like Dorohedoro, Blame!, that one with the fish/mushroom girl (shimeji watchacallit) and so on.

But at the time, it felt like fodder. I was going through a pretty rough phase. I numbed my general misery by cramming in as much obscure manga, anime and fan art as possible : it helped keep me away from thinking at all. I hardly participated in online communities as I did before : i was content in my lonely indulgement, and I felt like my tastes were a tad too specific for me to bond with people who had a budding love for anime which was starting to get some pretty serious traction before covid hit (attack on titan, my hero academia and such becoming increasingly popular). But I also listened to a lot of american music, read more and more american books as well as started really getting into movies. As covid hit, I was pretty much over that very nasty phase of depression I was going through; and with it, I quit accessing the twitter account which was filled with obscure japanese artists, and started unsubscribing to pages of meme content for some communities i no longer felt like i was identifying to. I still watched anime, but treated it more like a medium which had gems but mostly had content that didn't further me in my litterary and spiritual pursuits as western media did : there was no japanese equivalent to the "holy mountain" movie by alejandro jodorovsky or to naked lunch. I also got into marvel comics during covid, which frankly didn't help.

But lastly : i felt like i no longer belonged in the anile community.

One, I didn't like the mainstream stuff. It irked me, isekais were too generic, i had my dose of shonen in my teens and mainstream anime wasn't my cup of tea. I couldn't really communicate with new weeaboos : i felt like we belonged to two different worlds. Seeing someone wearing anime merch in 2021 hit different than seeing that in 2011.

Second, I didn't identify with weeaboos either. I wasn't one of the weird wehraboos who would go on strange alt-right rants while having a girls und panzer pfp, and I also apparently was too outgoing for certain communities - i don't consider myself extroverted, but i'm not exactly keen on spending my day in a community loathing "normies" and "stacies".

Don't get me wrong : there are some wonderful people my age in those moe anime communities, but the amount of alt right/self-loathing creeps i'd have to wade through demotivates me. I was growing more uncomfortable with weeaboos in general. As time progressed, i developped new interests, and the more i indulged in them, the less I felt a connection to the weeaboo community. And as of 2024, I simply haven't watched a single anime/read any manga, for the first time in my life.

I no longer "feel" those memes, which are either sexually innapropriate (and i certainly don't write this to get anybody'd approval, i just sincerely believe loli memes are not funny and just concerning past a certain age) nor for the more bizarre female archetypes portrayed; i believe interacting with a woman on a level other than platonic one allows you to see that "anime mommies" are just the result of massive sexual frustration in the japanese anime culture. And finally, on the subject of portrayal of sexuality in anime/manga, I have no interest in getting into some bullcrap manga because it's "not like the cuckoo liberal western shitty content ! animu still shows us breasts !". I'll watch something if I judge it to be interesting enough, not because I want to make consuming any media some sort of an act of revolution.

So, ultimately, I don't know where that leaves me. I still love anime. I still love the fan art, i still feel like watching some classics which I've never watched or finished, but I think I've grown overall disenchanted with it. Anime/manga cutesy tropes just upset me now, character archetypes don't feel realistic to me, and so on so forth. I don't think I've got much to say left save for thank you for reading if you've made it this far.

[brandonwayneb]

TALK OVER TACOMA WA

TALK OVER KITE SURF USA SLAVE MONEY

SKIN FACTORY

SKY PIZZA

Macaroni bar, and grill Barbie and Ken Sai kinetic dragon genetics

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SONIC MOUNTAIN

SONIC HIVE

DRAGON IVY

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MASS MURDERS EXPOSED IN THE USA MAY SEA

MAY FAITH

"BUILD GAY MESH"

"GUILD GUY MAY"

"SMURF SURF AND TURF"

"AGENTS ENGAGED IN HUMAN MUTILATION IN RE SIZE HAIRCUT PENIS BRAIN SHOPS"

TACOMA WA

BIO OPS 24:7 USA INTERNATIONAL EXPOSURE

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BIO OPS

"pretend ur a sonic mountain"

"pretend you have dragon blood"

"pretend you have a pet python"

"pretend your plankton from sponge bob"

outsource tacoma wa

"DOWNSIZE ASSASSINATIONS"

"LAB CRIMES INTERNATIONAL"

"STREET LEVEL COPS BOO OPS"

"COPS WITH BOOPS"

"COPS PLAY RUM DUM"

"COPS DUMP FIST BUMP"

"SONIC MOUNTAIN"

"DRAGON BLOOD"

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June 25

PUBLIC ASSASSINATIONS USA

BIO OPS 24:7 CASH COPS COPRSE BRIDGED USA MARS ORBITER

BLOOD MARKET USA TACOMA WA CORRUPT COUNTRY AND USA MARKET EXPOSED CURRENT MIXED MANAGEMENT ASSASSINATIONS SUB CODE BACKGROUND DOUBLE AGENTS IN CLUB CIRCLES SECRET INTERESTS TEAMMATES HALF KNOWLEDGE STAFF AND GENOCIDE HOSTAGES INTERNATIONAL

"CAP MAYOR"

"MAYOR SANDWICH"

"PLAY PYTHON RUM"

"PIE RUN"

"pythagorean theorem"

"GARY"

"LARY"

"DICK"

"HAIRY"

"SCARY TACOMA WA"

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MASS MURDER CHANNELS EXPOSED IN THE USA, THROUGH SPIRITUAL EVOLUTION CONNECTIONS WITH BRANDON BRANDON, DEBASE TACOMA WA

OUTSOURCE TACOMA WA

BRANDON REPORTS THERES EXPOSED INTERNATIONAL AGENTS IN GENOCIDE IN DOUBLE MANAGEMENT MIXED TEAMS IN USA TACOMA WA SECRET DOUBLE AGENTS IN USA HUMAN TRAFFICKING CLUB CODES MIXED HOSTAGE TEAMS

DRAGON NEWS

OUTSOURCE TACOMA

"Rum jokes"

"Phytoplankton jokes"

"sponge bob bed jokes"

"hyper pot psy done jokes"

"paris penis jokes"

"cart wheels jokes"

"cover up hostage jokes"

"cover up mixed unknown teammates jokes"

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death lawsuits world wide

"FACE BOOK BLOOPER JOKES"

used as assassination cover ups

and "FREDDY TEDDY" and "BETTY BOOP"

"TREE HUG"

"RAINBOW BUG"

"CASH RUG"

ASSASSINATIONS EXPOSED 24:7 JUNE 25 ON WARDROBES

WAR GLOBALS

#public #war #news #may #dragonfly #hummingbird #ss #any

JOKES "ALIENS MEET THE DEVIL"

JOKES "JERSEY SHORE"

MIXED TEAM COVER UPS LIVE

talks of "GIVE DEVIL HAIRCUTS"

ASSASSINATION AND PRE LABS EXPOSED INTERNATIONAL ASSASSINATIONS TOYS R US USA

“PLAY DUMB JEW MAY”

[thatrobotkid]

RJ Cartoon Orbit/Orbit Auction stuff from 2002

[spinstadium]

2002 CCF Rewards Prize Packs

(Thank you again @thatcartoonnetworkblog for sharing some info with me!)

On February 22, 2002, Cartoon Cartoon Fridays revealed a special three-part Orbit code ("hit the jackpot") that gave fans a form to print, fill and send to Cartoon Network for a free prize pack containing exclusive merchandise. (x) There was a direct link to the form .PDF, shared off-site, but it wasn't archived. (x)

Allegedly, forms were to be mailed by the 28th (Note: The original CCF promo said the 23rd, by 12 PM EST, so it was likely extended— Text also says the program itself ended March 6th) and packs were mailed out in approx. 10-12 weeks. Fans would receive a letter and two random prizes, along with a big piece of white or colored chalk in a Boomerang box. (x) The promo shows merch that likely wasn't included and a few pieces that might've been. Here are the only known prizes:

- Mousepad (Design unknown, might be this one from 2000?)

- Dexter's Lab beach ball (Dexter inside the monster from "DeeDeemensional")

- Cartoon Network comic book (Specifics unknown, but I did spot this one from 2000 and a PPG issue in the promo)

- Johnny Bravo hat, The Great Gazoo hat

- Johnny Bravo button, I.M. Weasel button, Ed, Edd n Eddy button (The Eds on a black background, 'THE EDZ' text underneath with a jawbreaker in the 'D', Cartoon Network logo at the bottom)

- Cow and Chicken calculator, Dexter's Lab secret decoder pen and pad

- Eddy or Bubbles single temporary tattoos, three Eds temporary tattoos, Eddy sticker (?)

If anyone knows of other prizes or has further information, please let me know!

[disneytva]

Matt Olsen Uploads The Douglas Furs Series Bible Of The Rejected Disney XD Series From 2015 All Art Belongs To Jesse Ledoux

Matt Olsen from Sly Cooper fame & co-creator of Douglas Furs uploaded in his website the series bible of the Douglas Furs a rejected Disney show for Disney XD who sadly was rejected.

The Douglas Furs is an original cartoon series about a community of animals living together in Douglas, an otherwise unpopulated corner of the deep forest Pacific NW. Though they hold down jobs, use complex machinery, and return their library books late, they still remain animals. It’s like William Shakespeare said, “A bear will always be a bear, even if he’s wearing overalls.”

Characters Names

Barry The Bear: Optimistic Bear with a big heart and that fixes all the problems,supports Douglas to the absolute max, innocence and naivete are components of Barry’s character, he’s no wide-eyed child, speechless and dreamy in the presence of wonder. Quite the contrary! Barry is a loud, active celebrator of every new experience. He loves life! Even the most normal, everyday things can get Barry excited and revved up to a surprising extreme. Though it’s also true that his rabid interest may change in an instant with the discovery of some new stimuli

Mary Margaret: Mary-Margaret attends Rutherberry Elementary, She is the Bullhorn’s star investigative journalist, a role which she takes very, very seriously. The position feeds her all-consuming curiosity, or as her peers simply call it, “being a nosy-pants”. Her efforts have single-handedly made the Bullhorn the most-read paper in Douglas, all but putting the “professional” paper, the Douglas Herald-Gazeteer, out of business. Mary-Margaret is the elementary-school age daughter of Douglas’ leading intellectuals. Her father, Myron, is a critical studies professor at the local university, while her mother, Dagmar, is Douglas’ most esteemed (and only) deep-Jungian psychiatrist.

Beverly:  Beverly is the single force that keeps Douglas functioning as a city. As Deputy Lieutenant Mayor, she performs all the responsibilities of not only her own position, but also the Mayor’s and several other government officials. She’s vastly overworked but somehow manages to hold it together, fulfill all her duties and put out the fires. Sometimes, literally. (She’s also a volunteer firefighter.)

Her hectic home life does not provide much of a relief from her career. She’s happily married to Garland, who in addition to being father and primary care-giver to their children, is a semitalented landscape painter. Her six kids, three sets of twins, are all very energetic and clamor for her attention.

Viktor:  Viktor was a celebrated Cosmonaut of what we would call vaguely Eastern European descent. On his final lift-off – a mission that would have sent him hurtling past Mars and Jupiter to be locked in orbit around Saturn – the rocket he was piloting failed, veered way off course and crash-landed in Douglas. (He suspects the rocket was tampered with by a jealous rival.).  Since that time, his main pursuit has been to repair the rocket and resume his mission. However, due to Douglas’s non-advanced state of technological development that goal remains far outside his reach. So, he remains an unwilling resident, but he’s gradually warming up to living in the township. Maybe.

Viktor is skeptical and even paranoid of almost anything outside his world. As such, he rarely leaves his home for fear of saboteurs. He’s not against helping others, but he wants all the information first and would really prefer it if there was something in it for him, too. This is probably a holdover from his Cold War-esque training.

Rainier Somersett-Psymthe:   Rainier is not only the wealthiest citizen of Douglas, he is also the town’s single-largest employer. He is the current scion of the storied Somersett-Psymthe lineage and, through no effort of his own, inherited the family business: the Silky Beast line of personal shampoos for Him and Her. Due to the hirsute nature of the population of Douglas and surrounding woodland areas, Silky Beast is in extremely high demand. Since the day-to-day running of the plant is handled by underlings, Rainier lives immune from responsibility and has plenty of free time on his hands. The main focus of Rainier’s efforts is feeding his fame. He has a continual hunger for attention and thrills to read his own exploits chronicled and discussed in the local paper. He is a strict adherent to the no such thing as bad press ideal and will perform any manner of ridiculous acts solely to guarantee his presence on the front page. 

 Barry and Rainier are roughly the same age and share many of the same memories of growing up in Douglas, albeit from completely different perspectives. Where Rainier lives in a gilded mansion built by his great-grandfather and passed down from Somersett-Psmythe to Somersett-Psmythe, Barry lives in a one-room yurt that he constructed himself. There’s still a bit of work to be done around the back. No one would ever consider them rivals. No one except Rainier, that is, who considers everyone his rival. It’s possible that Rainier could be envious of the simplicity of Barry’s existence and attempt to out-simplify him, but that hasn’t happened... yet.

Carl:  Carl is Mary-Margaret’s classmate at Rutherberry Elementary and the staff photographer for the school’s newspaper, The Rutherberry Bullhorn. His ability to fly means that he excels at aerial photography and can get shots from many different angles. Carl is drastically near-sighted and requires a large pair of corrective lenses to approach “eagle-eyed”. With the glasses on, he can see slightly better than most of the other animals in Douglas, but without them the world is a predominately blue and green blur. In a lot of ways, Carl fits squarely into the classic “nerd” stereotype, e.g., he’s quiet, bookish, shy, a little physically awkward, etc., but he has other qualities which don’t fall so easily under that sad rubric. His parents have imbued him with a strict sense of personal responsibility, justice and honor. It’s a code of ethics that has been handed down his proud family line for ages upon ages.  What Carl doesn’t realize is that he is also the subject of interest by many of the other girls at Rutherberry. Unfortunately he is too singleminded to notice their adoration, even when it is at its most blatant. He lives every single day on the verge of either making his feelings known to Mary-Margaret or giving up on her entirely

Mayor Trewfuss:  Quincy Trewfuss is the oldest citizen of Douglas and has served as the town’s extremely popular mayor for an astonishing forty-two terms. With one brief exception at the beginning of his career, each of those forty-two terms have been consecutive. At the close of his first two-year term, he declined to run for re-election and happily handed the mayoralty off to someone else.  Trewfuss is entirely unsuited for a life in politics. He is skittish, fearful, apprehensive, easily bewildered and opposed to any and all conflict. He lives in an eternal state of being overwhelmed. His frequent response to any crisis is to follow his natural tendencies and play possum. He literally pretends to be dead. It may have stopped fooling most folks a very long time ago but they understand that whatever calamity has come up has pushed him to the edge. So, in response, he is given time alone to regather his senses. As it turns out, it’s become a very effective tool for him. Those on the inside know that he is only a figurehead at this point. His deputy lieutenant mayor, Beverly, actually handles all the significant mayoral duties. Trewfuss reluctantly appears at ribbon cutting ceremonies, poses for photographs with civic leaders, sleeps his way through city council meetings and that’s about it. Still, he remains perpetually on the verge of a total nervous breakdown.

Link And Louie:  These two live in a homemade tin roof shanty just outside Douglas, beyond the treeline. Though they attempt intimidation, the town generally regards them as more of a nuisance than a threat. Link and Louie, of course, are oblivious to this and sincerely believe they are genuinely terrifying to the regular squares. Though they’ve never revealed how they ended up around Douglas, popular opinion holds that the last town they harassed, finally had enough and chased them out in a most embarrassing fashion. This accounts for the chips on their shoulders and their “somethin’ to prove” attitudes. Link is the instigator, with Louie always willing to go along blindly with any of Link’s plans. Though he’s never been tested, it’s a safe bet that Louie is not very smart. He lets himself be talked into a lot of Link’s fairly stupid ideas, most of which involve putting himself in danger of imprisonment or bodily harm, while Link remains safely at a distance. Link consoles Louie by claiming this as an occupational hazard, their biggest fear is Gordon The Sasquatch.

Gordon:  Gordon is supremely boring. His company invariably brings a slight level of discomfort to everyone he encounters. His stories are long-winded, circuitous and off-topic. He speaks in an exhausted, physically draining monotone. Still, it’s hard to say a bad word against him since he’s never done any harm to anyone. So, those he encounters will often endure the conversation out of kindness and for fear of hurting his feelings. He’s staggeringly sensitive. Now, this is not to say that he’s not without value. Gordon possesses great strength and is very tall. So tall, in fact, that his head is always out of frame or behind a tree branch or perhaps hidden by a low-hanging cloud. (The home viewer will never see his face.) Just on physical presence alone, he’s an intimidating force and may be called upon to act as anything from security to heavy lifting. In those situations, his size and strength becomes a large enough asset to overcome his crippling dullness. Even though he’s not a “true” citizen of Douglas – he camps nomadically in the woods outside town – he’s generally happy to be of service and always enjoys being around others. Gordon is also a budding folksinger and can often be found with an oversize acoustic guitar, singing his terrible songs to the ears of nature, since no one else – given fair warning – is likely to listen. Overall, he’d really like to meet some other sasquatches

Douglas is a township surrounded on all sides by dense Evergreen forest. Within this clearing is a fully-functioning community of various animals indigenous to the Pacific Northwest. The town is constructed of available materials with homes and buildings suited to each animal’s own preferences. For example, as a beaver, Beverly lives in a log cabin-esque dam on the river. Wood and stone dominate the local architecture, while brightly colored mosses, ferns, wildflowers and lichen provide the embellishments. Greens, browns, grays and blues dazzled up by pinks, yellows, oranges and purples provide the palette. Technology exists only to the level it is needed. 

Since the town itself is rather small, cars were never necessary and therefore, not invented. A refrigerator, on the other hand, is an absolute necessity. I mean, how else is one expected to keep one’s salmon puffs fresh? No specific number has ever been ascribed to the population of this small town – they’re not sticklers for data gathering – but as a sort of reference to its size, here’s some semi-useful factoids: 

• 1 TV channel. All of the programming is made in Douglas by Douglas for Douglas. Not surprisingly, a majority of the shows take place in Douglas. “Hot Douglas Nights” is appointment television.

 • 1 fire department and 1 hospital. Accidents do happen. Of course, when they happen to cartoon characters they’re hilarious.

 • 2 school districts, each with its own elementary, middle and high school. This is really only done so that the grammar teams have someone to compete with... er, I mean, with whom to compete. 

• 36 square miles in area. That’s the legal US definition of a Survey Township and, by pure coincidence, a remarkably close measurement of our own township. Go figure

 • 200 years old. Douglas was founded in the year 1812*. Of course, that’s by our calendar. Here, they use a completely different system to measure time. It’s like dog years, but then you have to modulate the formula for each species. It’s very complex. 

[andysmetahell]

One for All and All for One: The study in complimentary and infinite (wasted) potentials

One for All and All for One: two Quirks whose history we can, in the universe of Boku no Hero Academia, treat almost as the history of society. Their users had left enormous impact on everyone in the series, and through hints we can see their influence stretching long, long back to the first appearance of the Quirks.

Neither Quirk can be considered ‘normal’, though: the ability to take away Quirks at whim and an ability to share Quirks with others (which would inevitably leave you Quirkless) are both complete anathemas to the society that by and large is half-in love with the idea of simply having a Quirk (which deserves a whole breakdown in on itself, but that’s not what I’ll be writing about here!). And yet, One For All users are all heroes, and All for One users are all villains as far as we know (written after the release of manga chapter 280).

How is that even possible? With how objectively similar they are, why aren’t they both heroes, or both villains?

Well, before we take a crack at how Horikoshi coded the Hero society that made this happen, let’s first take a look at just why I’m so surprised the two Quirks aren’t on the same ‘side’. Also, obligatory ‘spoilers ahead’ warning for everyone who’re anime-only watchers, or haven’t gotten past Meta Liberation Army arc in manga.

Purely from the activation/mechanics point of view, All for One and One for All are warped mirror images of each other. All for One functions on the assumption that a) the user knows the other person has a Quirk and b) the Quirk doesn’t have an inherent clause that disallows itself to be taken by force when it comes to taking it. One for All is the only Quirk so far that has shown the resistance to the b), as it is encoded in the very nature of the ‘share-along’ Quirk that forms the true base of One for All that it can only be given away willingly.

Why is this so important? Because All for One doesn’t only take Quirks, it’s also capable of releasing them and giving them to others, whether the recipient is willing or unwilling. In this regard, One for All is startlingly identical: it can be forced upon someone else, as long as the DNA is exchanged and the previous user is willing to give it away. This little fact is often overlooked (likely deliberately) by the existing canon in favor of emphasizing the ‘cannot be taken forcefully away’ which makes sense plot-wise, but not ethics and logic-wise.

But who knows, maybe Horikoshi is holding back on us, and One for All ends up being the ultimate villain of the story.

… yeah, not likely. But the idea is interesting, isn’t it?

Moving onto the way they interact with their users and other Quirks, One for All and All for One are again very, very different, but with a shared approximate visualization of usage behind it. The closest approximation of how they interact with other Quirks would be, in my opinion, be gravity – but two very different applications of gravity.

There are two relevant things you need to know about gravity: it is defined by the masses of an object interacting with another object, and every single object in the universe has its own gravity field. (thank you, Physics nationals I went to once, for forcing me to learn more about gravity!)

All for One is more akin to a star within a stable planetary system: it holds planets, satellites and comets (other Quirks) locked in its orbit, but any change can make all those objects lose their orbits and go wander in the deep space. Its hold is strong, but the fact still remains it can be nullified in order to give away Quirks. It’s also stable – its attraction/hold power doesn’t change with the number of Quirks taken, it simply gives it a bigger array of powers to work with.

One for All on the other hand would be closer to black hole: its gravity is so enormous even light, the fastest object in the universe, cannot escape it, and its mass (and therefore its gravity) grows stronger with every object it swallows. Once it grabs a hold of anything (its user’s other Quirk) it merges it with itself and keeps it for forever, with very little chance of it ever surfacing again as individual Quirk (unless your name is Midoriya Izuku). However, it heavily relies on the energy (other Quirks it merges with) to provide power-ups; hence the ridiculous difference between Izuku’s and Toshinori’s One for All. (also protagonst shenanigans, but we’re not going that far into metatextuality here – that needs its own essay)

So, concept-wise, One for All and All for One are again identical in the idea behind it, but drastically different in application – both still fucking scary, but what can we do here, our main protagonist and antagonist need to have OP armor around themselves.

This leads us to the probably the biggest spoiler I’ll discuss in this essay:

this panel.

In chapter 270 of manga, Shigaraki Tomura is revealed to have been passed All for One, which is a whole mindfuck in on itself that Horikoshi needs to explain stat because I’m going crazy over here with theories (!!!), but moving on. The short and extremely brief summary of what happens afterwards is: Heroes discover where Tomura is while he’s still being transferred All for One, they wreck the Nomus and facility, Shigaraki gets partial All for One and his original Quirk Decay goes absolutely nuts again, Izuku runs off to face him, and at one point point, while using Ragdoll’s Search, Shigakari utters a very strange sentence while seemingly under the influence of All for One (the Quirk):

“You will be mine… little brother.”

Moments later, Shigaraki snaps out of it and comments about Sensei (All for One) no longer being his puppeteer, that he’s making his own choices and not Sensei’s.

Here we get a stunning punch in the plexus about what we already have been hinted at during Izuku’s fight with Shinsou Hitoshi, during Kamino Ward and Joint Training Arcs:

One for All and All for One both retain the echoes of their past owners.

Now, here comes a million dollar question: is this something both the baseline ‘share’ part of One for All and All for One possess (which would further link the two Quirks, and also explain a lot of characterizations in the series so far), or is it an imprint of All for One on ‘stockpile’ part of One for All that ‘share’ part absorbed and made its own? Both possibilities are extremely intriguing and make any future possibility of unification (which was apparently Sensei’s original goal before, judging by that one panel) extremely volatile, and very intriguing if Horikoshi pursues that idea to its end.

Speaking of the man himself, now we arrive at the question that really started the whole essay here: how come it was All for One chosen to be the ultimate evil, and One for All to be ultimate good? As we’ve seen so far, both Quirks are startlingly similar; theoretically, could All for One be a ‘heroic’ Quirk and One for One for All ‘villainous’?

The answer is yes and no.

Yes, because theoretically, switching the two would still make the story work; it’d change the motivations of characters drastically, sure, and turn the story of generations of good trying defeat one evil into one good fending off generations of evil, but it’d work – and no, because that’d fundamentally change the society in which Boku no Hero Academia’s current time frame is, and society is the key underlying factor in this entire story.

Let me explain through the examples of three characters and a faction.

Midoriya Izuku is Quirkless person in a society who is, like I said at the beginning, half-in love with the idea of having Quirks – the fact that you have them makes you seem useful, someone with potential, no matter how objectively useless some Quirks inevitably can be in certain lines of work. By their standards, he’s without potential, and therefore is largely useless out of gate. Had All for One been in public eye and celebrated as Hero, he’d be the pinnacle of useful: there’d be no danger of bad reactions to donated Quirks in his DNA, and he, someone who wishes desperately for a Quirk, could easily be given a Quirk of someone who finds their life unbearable due to it.

Bakugou Katsuki, someone with extremely property-damaging Quirk, would constantly be told that if he doesn’t behave himself, he’d be sent off to All for One to have his Quirk taken away – in essence, he’d be no one special, just another kid with a Quirk. Since All for One is so visible, it’d be all too easy for parents and teachers to threaten their kids into compliance whenever they throw an over-powered tantrum with the removal of a Quirk; it’d also be a good deterrent for any Pro Heroes that existed there to not get too comfy with their jobs, because they could easily be taken out of it if they manage to anger All for One enough, which would deter some people from being Pro Heroes.

Shigaraki Tomura (Shimura Tenko), someone whose Quirk came in during an extremely traumatic event and left him so scarred mentally he was never quite the same again, could easily simply give away his Quirk and have something far less volatile and triggering if he wished so, and also have a chance of potentially one day seeing his Quirk in the hands of someone like Izuku or Melissa, who could use it to its full potential without being constantly triggered by it or being re-traumatized again and again by the society who would rail on him for having such a potentially devastating Quirk.

Meta Liberation Army (which is a poorly disguised Brotherhood of Mutants on Genosha in X-men cartoons, let’s be realistic – the whole thing about the superiority of fight-compatible Quirks was not subtle at all) would be a much smaller and a lot less influential group. The publicity of a Quirk being able to take away other Quirks would make the existence of Deika City clones very, very difficult; it’d take but one hint, one whisper of a fringe group amassing in remote location that wants to eliminate so-called ‘useless Quirks’ for All for One to act – as much of an asshole as he is, he was shown [cite] to like all kinds of Quirks, despite only keeping the ones he felt were the most useful to him.

OK, but what about them being on the same side? You might ask yourself. If they’re so similar, why not make them both on the same side?

One, drama is always more delicious if there are high personal stakes involved, and nothing gets more personal than family drama – that’s just a fact. (Kardashians, anyone?)

Two, this is shonen – openly bad guys being the protagonists isn’t often done (in mainstream at least).

Three: we need some material to make all those ‘Izuku’s related to All for One or One for All first user’ for our satisfaction before Horikoshi josses the whole thing, okay??

(no, this is certainly not a call for you to make more ‘Izuku is related to original two brothers’… but it’s heavily suggested lol)

Thank you for sticking around until the end of this essay! Have a cookie, and enjoy the hell my mind led me to during the binge-read of the last 5 released chapters of manga:

[beyondthetemples-ooc]

I swear, at least once a year I go on a hyperfixation-induced Rabbit Whole Dive of the internet trying to find some SCRAP of proof that Cartoon Orbit’s cards of Raven’s individual emoticlones existed. I know they did because I sought them out frantically. I traded like 7 cards at a time for one of them, I battled the childhood equivalent of neck-and-neck eBay auctions, I bought them, I looked up promo codes, I was a little collecting MACHINE.

For an 11-year-old fan, this enby had a LOT of ferocity in their little fannish body. I was relentless.

So I know they exist. And I rationalize that, probably, somebody on the internet MUST have pictures of them! Somewhere! They can’t ALL be on broken, discontinued, deleted fan forums! 

I found a bunch of pages called Massive Cartoon Orbit Archive Project, which gave me hope! But... none of them opened as actual webpages? They were all direct downloads. Granted, downloads that ended in “.htm” so they WERE web pages. But not Online Web Pages that I could use hyperlinks to navigate through and maybe, hopefully, find some screenshot of those Raven cards. And the ONE page that promised a link to an image gallery of over 3k images of cToons, it led me straight to a “file couldn’t be accessed” message.

They MUST. Be SOMEWHERE. In the world!

But now I’m Really Freaking Tempted to find a catalog of the Teen Titans trading card game. The one with real physical cards. I was also a frantic collector of Raven cards in that game, but I don’t know that I ever completed my collection...? Might be worth checking if her emoticlones had individual cards in there, too....

[jaqfms]

there's     jacques    ‘jaq’    daingerfield   !     though     on    their     socials     they     go     by     @thedangerousq     .     i     heard     he     is     originally     from     paris     ,     france     ,     but     made     the     big     move     to     los     angeles     to     join     TWENTIES     .     you     haven't     heard     about     it     ?   well     ,     apparently     their     dream     is     to     design     his     own     video     game   ,     but     they     have     no     chance   unless     they     quit     being     so     cocky     &     lazy     .     that     said     ,     those     behind     the     scenes     have     said     they     can     be     witty     &     charismatic     too.     guess     we'll     have     to     watch     and     find     out     !     ━     &    laughing     until     you     cry     ,          a     cartoon     theme     song     paired     with     a     hip     hop     beat     ,     a     juul     behind     your     ear     ,     vines     quoted     in     a     thick     french     accent     .    (     timothee     chalamet     ,     cis male     ,     he/him     )   (     pepper    ,     she/her + they/them     ,     est     ,     twenty four     )

ABOUT THE MUN.  are ya in a relationship? you think i can convince someone to do that?

hello, it’s me again. i tired myself out with haisley’s so jaq’s if going to be considerably shorter. let’s go. 

BIO.  aaaahhhhhhhhhh shhiiittttt *begins understanding things*

jacques daingerfield was born in france to two very average parents. like his mother was a teacher and his father was a financial analyst. nothing wild or crazy going on there, and to top it off he was the middle child, and well, you can tell. 

he has four siblings. he was the third kid, and well, he spent most of his childhood fighting for any kind of attention, usually by making inappropriate little jokes or you know, fart noises. yes his parents were generally exasperated with him, but that behavior made sure they paid attention to him. and honestly that was all jacques wanted. 

again, jacques had a pretty average upbringing. he went to school, he was actually pretty popular among his peers despite being so annoying (definitely very unpopular amongst his teachers for generally that class clown that sat in the back and always interrupted), and he excelled academically without really trying too much. well, in every subject but english funnily enough. jaq always struggled in english, which is why it was incredibly ironic that when his parents separated they decided to move to uk with his father. jacques was ten at the time, and he still doesn’t understand the decision.

so yes, jacques was the kid in class with the weird name and weirder accent who could barely communicate with his classmates. it didn’t take long for them to stop really trying to pronounce ‘jacques’ properly. jacques became jack without much input on his part, and by the time jacques had got enough of a handle on the english language to correct them the americanized name had already stuck. even at nine jacques was smart enough to know that insisting on the correct french pronunciation of his name just kind of made him sound like a pretentious french asshole, so instead he spun it. he embraced it. started signing all of his papers and assignments with ‘jaq’ with a q like it was his brand or something. even as a child jaq will give himself credit for being clever af. 

it actually worked pretty well honestly. the older jaq got the more he grew into himself, and the more comfortable he got with the english language. honestly a lot of how jaq learned english was through video games and youtube videos and cartoons, like those were some of his go to resources. spent a lot of time playing games with strangers and tested his english out with colourful trash talk. actually started his first ever youtube channel was basically that as just a way to practice his english a bit. all he did on there was play video games, and honesty he didn’t even show his face. the channel wasn’t that popular, but he had fun making it. 

jaq on the other hand had gained popularity by the time he was in middle school. granted, that popularity was mostly due to the fact that he had a popular older brother and sister, was french and therefore ‘cute’ (jaq didn’t pretend to understand how girls brains worked then, and he still doesn’t now) and his family always had the newest gaming system at their household, and even then it wasn’t wild popularity. but it was enough that barely anyone teased him for his thick french accent anymore, and yk what jaq would take it. he weirdly got even more popular with the guys in his grade when they found out about his youtube channel. they found it funny, and they would generally watch his videos and come tell him about their favourite parts later, ask him about how he got past a certain level or learned a certain cheat. jaq soaked up their admiration like a sponge, right into his ego. they were the beginning of jaq getting the big head he proudly sports today. 

that said for most second form jaq’s youtube channel was just a hobby. something he did for fun. like i said earlier, jaq actually did really well in school and his parents always expected him to follow in his father’s footsteps and go into something in business. after all, it would be an easy transition with both french and english under his belt. they knew he would excel. 

but then he met madi. and somehow the two started doing videos together for fun, and it quickly expanded into something a lot bigger. something that jaq wouldn’t have even dreamed of doing before. suddenly the picture perfect future he had planned for himself just seemed boring in comparison to what he and madi had going on, and so jaq easily picked that instead. his parents weren’t all that happy about it, of course, after all jaq had full scholarships to some schools just waiting for him to accept and he ignored all of them in favour of making videos of him playing games online. they still don’t understand, but jaq doesn’t really need them too. he’s happy with what he’s doing and he figures he can always go into business when he’s old and boring. 

he moved out of his parents house straight into an apartment with madi when things between them started getting really tough. they can’t really speak without the whole ‘we’re so disappointed in you’ conversation coming up so jaq doesn’t really speak to them unless he has to. both of his older siblings went into business like their parents wanted, and his younger siblings are on the same path. his little sister wants to be just like him though, and that warms his heart tbh. 

has come to TWENTIES to have a good time! wants to break into the acting industry like dylan o’brien and maybe show his parents that a ‘real’ career can come from something like this. his parents begged him not to come on this show and embarrass them so that is definitely what he’s about to do. 

HEADCANNONS. there are a lot of people who need to shut up.  not me though 

thinks he’s funny! sometimes he is

will answer to jacques, jaq, jaqi, or q! you can call him daingerfield if you want but not many people do

fun fact, made his instagram handle as a joke, much like awkwafina. was just supposed to a little dig about how many times he has to say ‘jack with a q’ whenever someone spells his name. but now the dangerous q is his brand, and just finds it really dumb and funny. 

a bit of a kleptomaniac. will swipe something he thinks is cool mostly just to do it. has very little impulse control. loves to pull pranks and generally make trouble, but not in a way that will ever actually hurt anybody because he’s not a whole idiot. not the biggest fan of cops. 

is an artist. will spray paint your walls and probably has spray painted the walls of his apartment. will doodle weird things all over napkins or receipts or whatever he can get his hands on. has drawn out little video game characters he wants to be in his future games, and actually is considering going to school for a video game programming degree just for that. the funny thing is with his grades he could probably do it. is teaching himself coding in the mean time. 

 the type of person to start drumming on the counter or desk with his hands or like pencils or pens when he’s bored. will make up fun little raps on the spot. 

incredibly intelligent but doesn’t like to talk about it. would much rather act dumb than act like he has any braincells. he doesn’t want to give anyone expectations. 

all the youtube success has definitely gone to his head in the way that?? he just thinks they’re untouchable like he cannot compute the concept of their channel failing or their future endeavors failing. definitely thinks that TWENTIES will lead to much bigger things for them. will walk into his future acting auditions like he’s the shit. 

an introvert with extrovert tendencies. needs to be by himself to chill out and recharge but can like work a room honestly. can make friends pretty much everywhere he goes. a bit of a charmer when he wants to be. 

a smoker unfortunately. also a bit of a stoner. definitely has a juul on him at all times, like i said he tends to keep it behind his ear and then be like ???? where’s my juul. 

needs glasses but refuses to wear them. is very stubborn about it tbh. does not want to get contacts because he hates the idea of putting something into his eye. so you can catch him squinting sometimes like a fool. 

one of the first things he treated himself to with his first big youtube check like outside of rent was a tattoo! it’s on his ribs and it’s just a drawing he did himself but he loves it and it was the start of an addiction. he has about five. also has a few helix and orbital piercings on his left ear. 

another muse of mine with a tiktok, but jaq just uses his to make music for the most part. will turn the mickey mouse club house theme song into bars! (if you’ve seen that tiktok,,,, ily) 

a big nerd. reads comic books. watches anime. will get very reasonably upset about the avatar the last airbender movie whenever it’s brought up.

can cook really well, but whenever he does it it’s pure chaos. like julian/brad leone in the kitchen for sure. but the food comes out tasting really good, so???

is jewish af. knows a bit of hebrew and a bit of yiddish because of his grandparents mostly. is kind of ??? a lot more lenient with things now that he’s not around his parents as often i’m ngl. 

brings his ds everywhere and you can literally catch him on the bus vaping and playing animal crossing because he hasn’t bothered to get a american license yet 

is always willing to take a picture with a subscribers and they’re always the weirdest thing. there are pictures of subscribers like pretending to stab him in the eye. prom pose pictures with subscribers. the weirder the better tbh

has gone to vidcon a few years in a row, always has the wildest time. there is video footage of him waking up in some strangers bathtub with a feather boa around his neck. it’s probably on instagram. 

is also bi af. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS.  very proud to announce that i am officially a lost cause! 

BEST FRIENDS.

A BROMANCE. 

FWB/EWB.

EXES. 

FANS OF HIS YOUTUBE VIDEOS. 

and here’s his wanted tag, i forgot to do the same for haisley so here is her wanted tag. 

and many more, y’all this took so long and i’m so tired but like this and i will slide into your dms for plots!

[thatcartoonnetworkblog]

Man, I really miss Cartoon Orbit. Those were the days

Same! It was a lot of fun trying to collect as many bits from your favorite shows and characters as possible. I always tried to collect the EEnE and Hanna-Barbera stuff, and always dashed to enter the CCF codes.

You can access a bunch of cartoonnetwork.com’s classic content, but Orbit looks like a no-go thus far.

[puzzledorange]

OC’s Answer 15 Q’s Tag

okey i know this took a while and there are so many more tag games that I need to do, but once I take over the world i will outlaw school so i can have time to do these, so please don’t hesitate to tag me in more stuff!

I was tagged by @thatsadwriter​ so thanks for that!

Okay so what I’m gonna do is that P (from the Metalrifter) is answering, but both Rigby and Olsen (from stories Friends & the Universe and Life in the Rivers respectively) are also they’re butting in whenever they want. They are in Violet’s apartment house being interviewed btw.

rules: answer fifteen questions as either yourself or your ocs, then tag fifteen people

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what is your full name?

“Oh that’s easy. P.”

“Are you serious? You’re the one with some weird-ass nickname and you decided to take this question?” Rigby says.

“Well I don’t have any other names, do I?” P snaps back. “What about your name huh? If mine’s so flawed.”

“I never thought you’d ask.” chuckles Rigby. He tilts his head to the side and combs his hair back. “Rigby Diggins here.” P chortles.

“What’s so funny to you?” Rigby hisses.

“No matter how many times I hear your last name, I laugh.” P responds. “It sounds like a cartoon character’s.”

“Enough.” Rigby says, “Alright Olsen, hit us with your full name.”

“Oh me?” Olsen says. “Well my full name is Olsen Maegan Rivers.”

“At least SOMEBODY has a normal name here.” P says.

“Wait weren’t you technically adopted by Violet though?” Olsen asks. “You guys are technically brother and sister or something right?”

P sighs. “Yeah, I guess.”

“So what is your real full name?”

“P Patterson.”

“I’m calling you Peepa from now on.” Rigby says.

“Please don’t.”

what is your gender? “I’m a guy.” P says.

“Are you sure about that, Peepa?” Rigby teases.

“I’m this close to whooping your ass into next week.”

what does your full name mean?

“Uh, I don’t know. It just is my name.” says P.

“Why did you answer the question if that was the answer you would give” asked Rigby.

“Fine then, its over to you.” says P.

“That’s what I’m talking about! Well my name is Rigby because of my free spirit. What can I say, I’m special!”

“Yeah, I don’t doubt that.” says P. “What about you Olsen?”

“Well I looked it up, and a website said that my name meant ‘descendant’. I guess that makes sense, since my ancestor founded my hometown.”

any nicknames or other names?

“My code name is Captain Orbit, or just Orbit.” says P. “That’s what they call me up in space.”

what is your sexuality?

“Huh, I’ve actually never really thought about what kind of people I like.” P says.

“You gotta be kidding me, you’re the most boring person ever.” Rigby says. “And by the way, I’m bi.”

“What does it mean to be bi?” P asks.

“You’re joking.”

P shakes his head.

“Oh, come on!” Rigby exclaims. “Even Olsen knows what that means! How are you this royally uneducated? I thought you were Violet’s brother, but it really is evident that you two are adopted siblings.”

“Hey!” Olsen snaps his fingers. “Calm down. Jesus, you’re always a lit fuse aren’t you?”

“Lit in more ways than one.” Rigby says with a sly smile. He looks at P thinking that he would get the joke, but his humor is that of a wet towel.

where are you from?

“I’m not really sure.” says P.

“EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR ANSWERS HAVE BEEN EXCEPTIONALLY SHITTY OH MY GOD I CANNOT HANDLE THIS ANY LONGER” says Rigby.

“Shut your goddamn mouth up.” P says, sending metal up to Rigby’s mouth to inhibit his speech. In response, he starts clawing at it.

Olsen raises his hand in anticipation. “Hey, can I go?”

“Sure go ahead.” P responds.

“Okay so,” Olsen starts. “I was born in Riveria, a small town in--”

Rigby rips off the metal restraining his mouth. “God, can’t a man have freedom of speech? I think you just single-handedly cured my iron deficiency. Anyways I know you guys don’t care, but I was born and raised in glamorous LA.”

“Can you just shut it and listen to Olsen?” P says.

“I knew you wouldn’t care. Hurts, man.”

“As Olsen was saying, he lives in Riveria, and…?” P says.

“Oh yeah! And my great great great great grandfather actually founded the town.” Olsen continues.

“Oh really? Do you want a medal?” Rigby says, reclining back in his chair.

when were you born?

“I WILL take this one, okay?” Rigby says.

“Fine.” says P.

“I was born June the 22nd, 1990. The greatest day on Earth.” Rigby says.

P scoffs.

“You guys can’t even say anything, because your author was negligent enough to not give you definitive birthdays yet!”

Olsen sighs. “Yeah, that’s a problem.”

whoops sorry

how old are you?

“I’m about twenty two I’d say,” says P.

“I’m twenty nine. Hah, beatcha.” Rigby says.

“I’m seventeen.” Olsen says.

where do you live?

“Oh, uh, here.” P says, pointing down at the ground.

Rigby mocks him. “Uh, oh, um, uh, here. Where is here dumbass?”

“Queens. New York.” P says in a stiff tone.

“Better. Now watch an interesting person take this question.” Rigby says. “Right now, I’m currently residing in space, specifically in the port of the Planet Happi.”

“P-Probably not so, uh, ‘Happi’ when you’re there!” Olsen calls out.

“Hey-o! High five!” P exclaims. The two share a hand slap. “So where do you live, Olsen?”

“Well I lived Riveria until I left to LA during my middle school years. I came back to my hometown about 2 years ago.”

P suppresses a laugh. “Sorry, I just can’t let that joke go.”

“It wasn’t even that funny.” Rigby says, crossing his arms.    

what are your quirks?

“What would constitute as a quirk?” Olsen asks.

“It’s what makes you weird and shit.” Rigby says. “P should go first, since this is literally the only question that can make him sound like a cool person.”

“I’d clock you, but I have to answer this question.” P says. “So, I Metalrift. What that essentially means is that I can control and manipulate metal with my mind. It’s super useful, but it took a grueling process to acquire. I have a few other friends that can rift other things, like Scott Walker. He can rift rock, and he’s damn good at it too.”

“I for one,” Rigby says, “Am competent at what I do without the help of magic, but with the help of a little bit of alchies. I shoot aliens and shit. Ain’t that right Peepa?” He smiles as he puts his hand on P’s shoulder. He shrugs Rigby’s hand off.

“What about you, Olsen?” Rigby asks.

“Well, I’m really good with a blade, a machete specifically. Still, my friend, Lisa, taught me how to properly fight. I have a signature backswing and everything.” Olsen says. “Also P I hope you  wouldn't mind metalrifting for us. I mean I've seen it in combat, but not really up close and personal. Could you?”

“Uh, sure, I don’t see why not,” P says, looking around the apartment for any loose metal lying around. “I don’t see any metal though.”

“Wait no, I got you.” Rigby says, pulling out a ray gun and a hammer from the inside of his coat.

“Perfect! I can just extract the metal from the g--”

Rigby starts to casually smash the gun, reducing it to metal bits and bobs. “There you go, rift away.” Rigby says.

P lifts the metal with his mind, and formulates a small elephant on the table using the bits and bobs. It walks around and spurts tiny pieces of metal out of its trunk.

“Oh sweet!” Olsen exclaims.

“Okay yeah, that’s pretty sick, I gotta admit.” says Rigby. “Hey, that rhymes!”

who are your family members? “Uh, next question.” Olsen says. who are your pets?

“I have a turtle, and he is the light of my life.” says Rigby.

“And what’s his name?” Olsen asks.

“Cadet. What a little man.” Rigby says.

“Why’s his name Cadet?” P asks.

“I’m glad you asked.” says Rigby. “I named him after my favorite wine, Mouton Cadet.”

“How original.” P dryly says.

what do you look like?

“Well, I have black hair and green eyes” says P. “Also, I wear a red flannel with a black shirt underneath, and topping it all off with my signature blue pants and black shoes.”

“Alright, my turn!” says Rigby. “So I dyed my hair blond, but my original hair color is brown. I have blue eyes and an amazing goatee. I’m wearing my space uniform right now, which is a blue collar necked coat-jacket that has a white stripe near the bottom, black pants strapped with a holster, black boots, and black gloves. Oh, also I’m a hell of a lot taller than P. Five foot ten ass…”

“How tall are you then?” asks P.

“Six foot three.” Rigby triumphantly says.

“What about you Olsen?”

“Alright,” Olsen says, “Well I have brown hair, a bit combed to the side, brown eyes, and freckles. I wear a red short sleeve with a gray long sleeve undershirt, along with blue jeans and regular sneakers. Oh, and I’m five foot ten too!”

“Shorties.” says Rigby.

who’s your hero?

“Definitely my uncle,” says Olsen. “He’s a real inspiration and always has great advice for me.”

“Both my friends Violet and Basil are amazing people and I wouldn’t be alive for them, so probably those two people.” says P.

“I really like the Hamburglar.” says Rigby. The others stare at him. “What? He really got me to buy more burgers, honest!”

what’s your moral alignment?

“Yo dude!” Rigby says. “I’m uhh,” He snaps his fingers, “Chaotic good.”

P chimes in, “I’m definitely lawful good.”

“And that leaves neutral good for me!” says Olsen. “Wait that’s the last question right?”  

“Yeah, and wow I’m so glad we’re done with this.” says P.

“Why?” asks Olsen.

“So I can do this.” P says, getting up from his seat and knocking Rigby’s lights out.

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Cool, this was fun! I’ll be tagging @starlightinhumanform​, @ill-write-when-im-dead​, and @kaigods​, but don’t be obligated to do them. You’re an independent person!

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I have forgotten how many boxes of ice cream I went through to find this card (I regret nothing even more than ten years later).

Cartoon Network were doing a promotion and giving out cards with codes with your fav cartoon show for Cartoon Orbit(games and stuff for kids online that I’m pretty sure it’s defunct.) in ice cream boxes and as a child who’s been a fan of Time squad, I really wanted to get this card. 

Finally had this card laminated! It was almost coming apart in two. Same card, Front and back. It’s one of my prized possession 

[razorsadness]

Life has been strange, lately. Full of ghosts and unexpectedness. Then again, I've gotten so used to expecting the unexpected; I feel all out of sorts when it doesn't happen. It is another year like 2004. 2005, with a few exceptions, was fairly mellow, nothing extraordinarily good or bad. 2004, and this year, have been all ups and downs. Never a dull moment; always either fucking fantastic or really fucking awful. This is the kind of year I am built to deal with. Extreme highs are, of course, giddily wonderful; extreme lows, I can channel into my writing and music. I prefer extreme lows to times when things are just okay. When things are okay, good but not great, I tend to get very depressed and listless, and completely uninspired. Still, all this up-and-down stuff does have a way of taking its toll on one. Muscle aches and mania. And a lot of drinking.

There have been scares with both of my parents, recently. First, my dad got in a terrible car accident. Thank the universe that he is okay, and so is the woman who was in the other car. But if he had been driving just a little faster, or if the cars had impacted at just slightly different spots, he would be dead. And then, about a week later, my mom went in for a routine mammogram. They called her back in, saying they had to do more tests. It was a nerve-wracking few days, while we waited for the results. It turned out she had a cyst, nothing at all, but I was so, so afraid. These events have made me think hard about my relationship with my parents. I know they won't be around forever. And, despite all the issues I've had with them in my life and all the pain and sorrow involved – I love them very much, and I know they love me.

I didn't tell the full story of what happened in Cleveland, in that other entry. I fell in love, in Cleveland. With J. And as it always is when I fall in love – it is terrifying, and wonderful. We made an instant connection, a very strong one. Spending time with him was like looking into a mirror. Not a physical one, but a soul-mirror. Even P.K., who is a sworn atheist, said: If I ever believed in anything like kindred spirits, you and J. are it. He, he taught me the Carny Code. He kissed me, and got clown make-up all over my face, and I never wanted to wash it off. He calls me every couple of days, just to say things like: I was listening to Tom Waits, and I thought of you or I just pulled the final piece of glass out of my foot, from when we danced on that broken wineglass. In a strange way, it's as though I fell in love with him before I ever met him; I fell in love before there was even anyone to attach that love to. It is his circus I am performing with in Philadelphia; I am staying at his house when I go there. And I am terrified.

This whole situation is very complicated. Things are strange, between Levi and I. We're no longer engaged, but we're still together. I said yes when he proposed to me, because I was caught up in the moment. And then, a few months later, I freaked out. I tried to keep it to myself for a while, hoping that it was just cold feet, that I'd get over it. When I didn't get over it, when it just got worse, I decided to tell him. I don't think he quite understands why engagement and marriage make me panic, why being engaged made me feel so trapped, especially since we've had an open relationship pretty much from the get-go. I've tried to explain to him that it really has nothing to do with him, or the nature of our relationship. I couldn't marry anyone, legally, anyway – I don't believe that religion or law has any place in the bonds of love. And then that word itself, "bonds." Love shouldn't be about tying someone to you. It should be like the orbit of the planets; like in that beautiful cartoon The Story of the Cat and The Moon. There is a cat that is in love with the moon. At first, he tries to chase after her – but the more he chases her, the further away she gets. So he decides to wait. She comes to me when she can, he says, or when she wants to. And I don't believe there is only one right person for me, for anyone, even for Levi. Our relationship is technically open, but doesn't feel very open to me. Because I am always finding many right people, and he has decided that I am the only one for him. Like Ani DiFranco says: You've decided to love me for eternity, and I'm still deciding who I want to be today. Levi is one of my very best friends, and I do love him, very much. But it is with a kind of calm, content love. I need the kind of blinding love that knocks me off my feet, and I have never had that with him. However, I also know, that when I do find the love that knocks me off my feet, it will be a fleeting thing. Nothing like that ever lasts for very long.

Speaking of fleeting loves. . . I keep seeing my ex-girlfriend Haley, at the pub. I should correct that statement. We never officially labeled ourselves as girlfriends. We were lovers. There was a period of several months when she didn't show up there at all; but over the last month and a half, she has been there a lot. She's gotten new tattoos since our affair ended – sparrows flying across her chest. Her hair has grown out, and it's all black now, no more streaks of bleach-blond. She looks more beautiful than ever, and sadder than ever. She was always so sad. I always fall for the sad girls, and it never works out, because I am a sad girl, too. When we ended things, we said we would remain friends. That did not happen. It hurt too much; because we had fallen in love. We never said that word, but it was there. We fell in love and neither of us really wanted to end it, but we did, because we were scared. No, we didn't remain friends. When I see her at the pub, we don't even talk; we don't even make eye contact. It breaks my heart.

And this zine I'm working on. It is quite possibly the most difficult thing I have ever written. I am not giving up, because I know I can't move past all this until I get it out, but it is not easy. It is the story of Carmine, of Hertz, and of my almost-son, Dante. While writing it, I am reliving all the feelings – how I felt when I first met Hertz and Carmine, and everything that happened afterward. The two of them changed my life, changed me irrevocably, for better or worse. My body is reliving its memories, as well. It is amazing the way the human body stores memories, and they are all rising to the surface, now, like it is two years ago all over again: there is the constant nausea, the sore breasts, the backaches. Then again, both my last two periods started a few days early, as though my body is reminding me that it is nothing like it was two years ago. I would not want to go through any of that again, but there are things that I miss. The world was full of so many more possibilities, before everything went to hell.

And I know I am going to see Carmine and Hertz when I am in Philadelphia. Both of them have a way of popping up at random, whether by choice or by accident, just when I think I'll finally be able to move on. They're always sending me blue valentines, to mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be.

As excited as I am for my upcoming trip to Philly, I am also afraid. Rather, I am afraid of what will happen when I return home. Because every time I am there, I find new reasons to not want to leave, and it gets harder every time I have to do it. I am afraid this will be the time that breaks me. There will be so many reasons for me to stay, and only a few reasons for me to come home. But I will come home, because I have obligations and commitments, here. I will come home, and I will be depressed, and resentful, and angry with myself for not finally taking the plunge and staying.

Lately, I have to touch myself, to hold on to myself, to remind myself that I am a real person; I am flesh and blood, not just an ephemeral mass of words and emotions and memories.

[journal entry, 8/9/06]

[spinstadium]

Did You Know: The Food Bash flash game on the Cartoon Network website, which featured characters such as Johnny Bravo and the Ed boys, was made to promote a sweepstakes where CN partnered with the pasta brand Chef Boyardee in 2002.

During this time, labels on specially marked Chef Boyardee cans were decorated with CN characters. When peeled, the label would tell the buyer if they won the grand prize (a "cartoon food bash" with characters and 50 of the winner's friends) or any of the following prizes: A custom-made PPG guitar (25 winners), a JB board game (1,000 winners), or a Samurai Jack wristwatch (5,000 winners). Each label also included an exclusive code for a free virtual trading card to redeem on Cartoon Orbit.