#vanossgaming reference

[chililizardsplayhouse]

[drowsy-sheep]

some more

[mechanicalowls]

Want Me To

a terrornoss fic inspired by my possibly in michigan animatic

ao3 link

chapter 6 - all for you

rating: m (for graphic depictions of violence, language, possession, manipulation, and shadow man evan once again)

chapter under the cut:

The shadow man needn't worry himself with what he would do to solve his evening problem right now, as he caught a glimpse of one of his prey ducking through the door of a small takeout place. He smiled, turning on his heel. He strode over to the eatery, pushing the locked door open with ease, and sneering at the man crouched against the dishwashing sink.

He ripped the man out from under the sink and grasped him by the throat like he was in an iron vice. The man gasped for air and thrashed around violently, almost as much as the woman he had relieved of her scalp.

But he didn't scratch at Brian's arm like she had. He kicked his human square between the legs, eliciting a painful cry of dismay from the man trapped in his own head, but no reaction from the being possessing his body. Still, the man had hurt his human. His property had been damaged.

His plaything had been harmed. Only he was allowed to mark the flesh he possessed. Only he was permitted to blemish the skin of the man he craved carnally.

Needless to say, he was furious.

Using his inhumane strength, the shadow man lifted the wannabe well over his head, smashing his head into the buzzing light above. He brought the man down hard, head first into the sink full of soapy water. He continued to thrash wildly as the shadow man growled viciously at him. Brian was silent in his head, eyes closed and head turned away, as the being possessing him dropped the man's head into the sink. He stalked over to the walk-in cooler and slammed the door open.

Stomping back over to the man that had hurt his human, the shadow man grasped the man by the back of his neck, sinking his talons in deep. He pushed the man's head back underwater once more before dragging the still struggling wannabe over to the open cooler door.

Without a second of hesitation, he slammed the man's face, cheek first, against the edge of the door. The wannabe cried out in pain and horror, his bare arm also stuck to the door. He flailed wildly, screaming when he felt his flesh tearing as he tried to pull himself off.

The shadow man cocked his head to the side as he watched the wannabe cry against the door, pleading for his life. He resembled a scavenging mouse, caught in a glue trap.

Look at this, Bri. Look at how quickly something gets taken down by a little water and a cold door. It's pathetic. The shadow man posited aloud, noting the fear in the wannabe's eyes. To him, he was talking to himself.

He felt Brian turn his head forward, with hesitation, of course. Just this small act made the shadow man swoon.

He was coming around, they both knew it.

The shadow man smiled sickeningly sweetly, pressing a gentle palm to Brian's chest. He never took his eyes off the still pleading wannabe as he did so, beckoning his human to watch the carnage. Carnage he was responsible for.

If these fuckers hadn't hurt his -whatever the hell Brian was to him- the way they had, maybe he would've given them up to the mall, letting them become nothing more than souls trapped within the confines of a shopping center past its prime. But they couldn't even do that. And the shadow man was almost grateful.

Not for hurting his human, no no.

But for provoking him.

Because, if the groans and pleas for him to caress the bruised flesh again that made his entire form shudder with desire were anything to go by, he was well on his way to satiating his carnality by the end of the day.

I want you to watch, Brian. I need you to watch. Can you open those pretty blue eyes and watch for me? He asked, his saccharinely sweet tone contrasting the brutality of his actions.

He felt Brian gulp inside of his head.

“I… I don't… I can't. I'm sorry.” He heard the man almost whimper. He faltered slightly, but perked back up almost instantly. He growled lowly, grasping the cooler door and slamming it closed with the wannabe still attached.

He screamed, but not for long, as the shadow man repeated the action, constantly slamming the now limp figure between the edge of the door and the frame. Blood flew everywhere, coating his humanr's face and sweatshirt. He kept slamming, even when the wannabe began to look more akin to ground beef than a person.

Look for me, Brian. Look at this mess you've made. Look at what you're doing to me. The shadow man pleaded, a wild note to his tone. He needed Brian to look, he desperately craved the reaction he knew his plaything would have. He needed to see what he had done.

It was all for him. Every bit of shredded flesh, every drop of spilled blood. All for this human that heeded his call every single day. He had ignited a white hot flame within the shadow man. He had never felt anything of the sort, and he fed off the warmth it gave him. Fed off the warmth he gave him. How had he bore the weight of existing without him for so long?

He wouldn't for much longer, and he was ecstatic.

Brian finally peeled his eyes open, a ghastly feeling submerging him whole. He could feel the blood on his face, on his hand. He could feel the lingering, sizzling burn of the gashes on his arm. He could feel the remaining ache of where he had been kicked in the balls.

And he could finally see the macabre scene before him. The shadow man purred, but kept slamming the bloody pile of meat and bones in the door. The floor was painted crimson, bits of meaty flesh had scattered across the floor, one of the man's eyeballs had launched from his socket, almost perfectly intact.

But Brian didn't gag this time.

He didn't feel nauseous.

The ghastly feeling evaporated just as quickly as it had engulfed him.

He only watched in intrigue as his own hand slowed to a halt, slamming the door shut one final time.

Brian's hand was completely soaked in blood. The shadow man brought it up closer to gaze upon, a smile creeping onto his lips. Brian was speechless. He should be horrified, terrified. He should feel guilt, disgust, nausea. Anything that a normal person should feel.

But his own hand pressed against that bruise once more, and he melted. He threw his head back this time, somehow the cool that coursed through him feeling even more consuming everytime the palm pressed against his wounded flesh. His heart fluttered at the way the shadow man chuckled darkly. It skipped a beat when the shadow man kicked the pile of flesh that vaguely resembled an arm.

What the fuck was happening to him?

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

ANSWER: Matt Watson (Supermega)

Nicely done, the right answer won.

[marisoft-paint-adventures]

Pgs. 309 - 384

so there’s this guy.

he has an intro.

and

he’s pretty cool.

he’s so cool he has a shitty galaxy reflection in his shades.

his name is David and his room looks like this.

Dave’s room is the most kind of guy room ever, I can just feel his entire personality here, and I can also feel the “this dude has no parental guidance outside of an equally unorganized brother” energy.

Dave is just a hyperspecific Guy, a real type of Guy, he’s even described as liking obscure bands and shit, Hussie was airing something out when making him.

Anyway, these are your copies of the beta you received in the mail recently. You've labeled them with your name in BOLD RED PRINT to distinguish them from your BRO's copies, who labeled his in kind. Neither of you really gives a shit about this game or has any intention of playing it, but you'll be damned if you'll let that get in the way of your campaign of one-upmanship.

the Lalondes and Striders have a lot of parallels going on between each other with their dynamics and situations. 1 thing that sets them apart is that the perception of an insane mindgame rivalry seems to be more truthful on Dave’s end compared to Rose. Rose thinks that even a fucking fancy pillow is some kind of symbol of scorn and spite in the waterfall of irony and insincerity. while there’s not much seen out of Dave and Bro’s relationship on a normal day, the stupid ass stealth moves that Bro pulls out in order to get Dave’s goat really implies that there is a genuine absurd rivalry going.

also they’re just brothers. when there’s brothers in fiction, they either hate each other or like each other but still fuck with each other just for the sake of Being Brothers.

Dave: Bleat like a goat and piss on your turntable.

You would never consider allowing any fluid even remotely resembling urine to touch your beloved TURNTABLES. That would risk breaking them, and a world without the gift of your godly science just doesn't sound like a place you want any part of. While you're at it, you might as well wipe out human civilization with a meteor or something ridiculous like that which will probably never happen. That sort of thing only happens in stupid idiot movies for stupid idiots.

You will however contemplate bleating like a goat for IRONICALLY HUMOROUS purposes at a later date.

Dave is so lame.

FUCKING APPLE JUICE BABY. YEAH LOVE THAT SHIT. TOP 3 FRUIT JUICES ON THE TIERLIST WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

he’s gonna say it, he’s gonna say the thing.

yeah this is the OS design I’m attached to the most, I grew up with Windows 7 which basically did everything Vista did but a bit more glassy, so this is up my fucking ally. look at those GRADIENTS, look at all that GLOSS, it’s so fucking good.

HE SAID IT.

I love Hussie’s fake UI I love it.

I also love Dave Strider’s blog, he said the n-word on it

not joking you can check for yourself.

FUCKING SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF YEAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

SBAHJ is so damn interesting because it’s the Homestuck thing that has the furthest reach out of the entire comic but at the same time people don’t even know it’s Homestuck.

true story: my 1st ever exposure to Homestuck without even knowing it was when I was like 12 years old and watched a fucking VanossGaming GMod video in which they played that masterpiece SBAHJ map.

seeing a giant shittily compressed texture that just said AIDS which spun around in a circle and fucking instantly killed anything it touched was literally formative for my sense of humor.

the backstory is also absolutely beautiful, imagine dropping your armature Gamer Webcomic™ on the Penny Arcade forums only for Future Homestuck Artist Andrew Hussie to come in and completely shit on your comic by turning it into the worst form of art you have ever seen which would then turn into its own popular comic.

I really like the utility of SBAHJ as an in-universe source of memes and in-jokes for all the kids to reference rather than forcing relevance by shoving in memes that were popular at the time. it really helps make Homestuck feel... not exactly timeless per say, but more relatable in way that supersedes generations.

I say this because I fucking know for a fact real ass memes come in later on in the comic and they get really fuckin annoying.

I would kill someone for a Midnight Crew adventure, you would not believe how far I would go for this to be real.

TT: In some cultures the persistent refusal of a lady's invitation to play a game with her would be a sign wanton disrespect. TT: Either that, or flagrant homosexuality.

STOP JOKING ABOUT DAVE LIKING MEN YOU DO NOT KNOW OF THE FUTURE CONSEQUENCES IT HAS.

it is here where Dave and Rose immediately become the best fucking character dynamic ever.

TT: Sometimes I wonder how you are ever allowed to pay for meals in restaurants. TT: It must be hard to keep a low profile when you're always overhearing awed voices whisper, "It's that guy who has a blog." TG: seriously TG: dudes be worshipping me left and right TG: i cant hardly walk down the street without stepping over torsos of the prostrate TT: Navigating the urban landscape I'm sure is difficult enough without an obstacle course of deferential flesh and skyward asses. TT: Perhaps adapting the art of parkour to your unique environment would help? TG: yeah! TG: i mean damn TG: like theres this scruffy little shit at my feet TG: an orphan or something i dont know TG: face flush on the pavement TG: im like dude you listening for a stampede of buffalo or something? TG: he braves a look at me then gives my shoe a little kiss and scurries the fuck off TT: Heavy is the crown. TG: yeah TG: not kicking oliver twist in the fucking face every day is my gift to the world i guess

also the little "yeah!" he does in excitement of parkour before he corrects himself back to serious coolguy mode is fucking perfect.

aw what the fuck put that shit away.

Dave’s Phat Beat Machine may be a silly joke about shitty fucking DJ machines that have weird pre-made beats and sound effects but some of this shit slaps when you play them at the same time ngl. 11 and 12 together is really fuckin good.

also Captain Planet is in this flash.

maybe Dave is cool, no one else could catch and open that apple juice with such finesse.

this is a really great series of expressions, he is so mad. he can’t stop thinking about PISS.

HE’S SO MAD.

oh god.

oh god they’re here.

You glance at one of the many RADICAL PUPPETS in your BRO'S collection and nod in approval. Is there anything not awesome about your BRO? No, you think not.

this is not cool this is very not cool.

why is the little man in the SHOWER, bro does not BATHE, he is made of WOOD.

he is simply having a terrible, terrible day.

why did he do this.

HOLY SHIT IT’S DAVE’S IRONIC SELF PORTRAIT.

this is why Dave’s sylladex shit is the best sylladex shit, sheer frustrating mathematics leading to renaming items into weird synonyms and yelling out shit to fucking send out swords.

LOOK AT HIM.

he changed his tune so fast, he went from imposing and about throw down to just...

:o

now how will he play the funny Sburb??? what will he do to get out of this situation- WIZARD.

GIANT, STONE, WIZARD.

girl is not having it.

it is here we get the entire downlow of this maddening mother-daughter relationship through the totally not biased eyes of Rose. I mean look at this shit:

Your mother clearly has no real affinity for these damnable things. She only collects them to spite you. If anything, she finds them even more repellent than you do. She's just a committed woman.

A while ago you gave this as an ironic gift to your MOM for mother's day. You even customized it with a drink holder to support one of her ubiquitous ALCOHOLIC BEVERAGES. She "liked" the gift so much, she had it bronzed and put on this pedestal. She even left it plugged in so it can still be turned on now and then. But never to do any cleaning. It never leaves this display.

The PRETTY PRINCESS DOLL has been sitting there for months, ever since your mother got this abomination for your birthday as a totally PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE gesture. You decided to make it much less abominable by knitting Her Majesty a new head and new arms. Now it brings a mischievous smile to your face whenever you walk by. Your mother hasn't removed the doll yet, and probably never will. She would never be the one to blink first.

This was a drawing you did of your cat JASPERS when you were younger, along with a poem about him. Your mother bought this ostentatious $15,000 frame for it, and had it welded to the door.

Using the colorful MAGNET LETTERS, you recently left a succinct message, which may or may not have been directed toward anyone in particular. But you couldn't find the letter W, so you just stuck two V's together.

Your mother then purchased a fresh pack of W's and left them there for your convenience. Appreciative of the thoughtful gesture, you left her a sincere THANK YOU NOTE, which you had legally notarized, and then marked with a drop of blood.

But part of it was touching the floor, so your mother was kind enough to lift the lower portion of the document with a VELVET PILLOW.

this entire cavalcade of fucking overly professional stupidity really just symbolizes the daily Lalonde struggle. again, way more of an actual thing compared to the baking menace in Washington, Rose does not feel loved enough, she projects contempt onto every action of her mother, even if they’re completely genuine, who’s also literally an alcoholic. but at the same time, this is ridiculous. I can bet that the mere thought of any of this coming off as mean-spirited to Rose is just flying over Mom’s head because she’s too busy cleaning shit or getting drunk. she’s so sincerely nice but also too damn ignorant, while at the same time going completely overboard in every sense just because she can. “oh look at this!! my daughter’s very own drawing!!! it’s so nice!!! let me put it in an expensive frame and then weld it straight onto the fridge!!! :)))))” and then Rose sees this and just goes “SHREW!!! DAMNED SHREW!!!” meanwhile Mom’s just taking this as “oh she’s spelling words on the fridge!!! :))))) but she has no Ws..... :((((( I’ll buy some for her!!! that will satisfy her needs!!! :)))))” and I guess Rose takes a break from the absolute scorn she’s building up in her system to make the most polite ass note all like “Dearest Mother Lalonde, I thank thee for this humble present.” and notarizing it with BLOOD. of course this has to end with Mom walking in, seeing this note and going “how thoughtful!!!” and then sliding a god damn pillow just for the presentation.

it is my firm belief that the Lalondes are just kind of off the fucking wall inherently, literally all of them just do wacky shit like this without question.

fandom mischaracterizations are so frequent that they’re not even a surprise, but this concept of Rose being this completely serious and levelheaded girl who’s always moody and brooding and never puts up with stupid shit is something I cannot understand how anyone picked up from her. she has a sense of humor, a really damn good one, a lot of the comedy can be attributed to her dialogue. she’s not dead serious, she literally knits Lovecraft monsters in purple for goofs and does something like the above while no one is around. and in no possible way is she running on full logic and reasoning because she plays weird mind games with her mom and later on just goes insane and destroys shit for the hell of it. there really is more to Rose than just “goth = serious smart.”

a lot of this extends to Kanaya as well because I guess people just write the 2 of them as the same person, as we all know, couples can’t be together unless they completely overlap on the Venn diagram of their personalities, hobbies, and interests, but that’s for later.

AND THEN SHE PAYS FOR THE FUCKIN MAGNET. WHO DOES THIS.

MOTHER JUMPSCARE.

And of all things to be doing during a power outage. She's up to her IRONIC HOUSEWIFE routine again. That mop bucket doesn't even have any water in it! What an absolute madwoman.

I like how Rose calls this some kind of weird irony chore that no sane individual would do without a hint of joking, she really expects too much out of Mom. a real core part of this relationship is how Rose assumes that her mother is operating on the same high level thinking as her, when in reality she’s just doing actual housewife stuff genuinely. the bucket being empty is even part of Rose overthinking all of this, Mom’s using a Swiffer, she doesn’t need water, she just brought the bucket because it completes the housewife look.

I don’t know if that latter part was intentional or if Hussie just didn’t know how Swiffers worked.

NYOOM.

SICK TRICKS.

ah fuck.

the Strider household is such a very specific home aesthetic of “complete fucking disaster, the likes of which you have never seen, owned by 2 dudebros who like Eminem.” this visual style is so poignant that the best way Dave fixes a window is with straight black tape, how classy.

big fan of how everyone talking to Jade starts to smile, she just has that energy. I mean look at Dave, you see that single raised pixel? that’s him smiling! he’s got joy! and he’s so much more genuine when he’s talking to her too, she’s literally the one person in the friend group where he can drop the whole image of “I am so fucking Cool and Real and Awesome and Swag.” they play off of each other really damn well, no wonder DaveJade is a really big ship.

TG: say hi to your grand dad for me too ok GG: ._. GG: yes i guess an encounter with him is almost certain GG: it is usually........ GG: intense!!! TG: well yeah isnt it always with family

this is the non-embarrassing parallel to John talking about Dad with Rose. Dave’s probably thinking to himself, “ah yes, she too knows of the struggle of high octane anime fights in the middle of the house.” meanwhile Jade’s talking about yelling at a corpse.

also JADE KNOWS THE FUTURE??? HUHHHH???? HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE???????????

[firstfactualfilms]

(DISCONTINUED) “Funks Fuzz!?”: Theme and Logline(s)

“Funks Fuzz!?”: Theme and Logline(s)

Em B. Ruppert

ANIM 385: Story and Concept: Concept Development for Animation

Savannah College of Art and Design

Professor Kwame Nyong'o

Themes:  Life of rebellious acts in front of all eyes of social media, with rock, running away, crime, and lots of beer. 

Specifics: Rebellious themes, brotherhood, rock, lawlessness, family/brothers, comedy, action, tax evasion… ignoring that last part.

Logline 1: Four friends run away to find their own rules, stuck together and crammed into a minivan, fleeing society while trapped on social media, and must see what’s next while dealing with the now.

Logline 2: Four brothers get caught in a funk while finding their paths, seeking their future, and discovering ways to avoid tax evasion. 

Story Idea: Four brothers go on a rebellious heist in front of millions of viewers whilst attempting to avoid risking rent money… And failing miserably. #firstworldproblems

(Story idea might change within production and will be noted in further updates)

(I’m tempted to mention early concepts for the characters, but I’ll save that for another update/assignment/post.)

References/concepts:

Early “Funks Fuzz!?” YouTube music playlist (unlisted): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLJzFQTvjqs1Grr6DvaQ5igKGyuh-pIqa1

(More music will be added in the future)

Similar-ish concept to the “Who’s Elliott.” project/YouTube music playlist (unlisted): https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLJzFQTvjqs1Ee1WqwN3OPST2z1X7z7VI4 

Characters/voices/concepts/reels:

Evan Fong/VanossGaming: 

“Paranormal Action Squad - Vanoss gets Fired” (example) (WARNING: Language): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MNug3D7Dk90 

Micheal Pitts/Piemations:

“Mike and Zach - Printer Problems” (Animation/example) (WARNING: Language): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDOiZa3VlOc&t=314s 

Blake Swift/ShadyVox:

“Freelance Reel 2022” (Voice reel/example) (WARNING: Language): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mTCdFTHju9k 

Arin Hanson/Egoraptor:“Arin Hanson Voice Overs” (WARNING: Language): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8dMkh7PhsM

MARCH 30 UPDATE (Character designs):

("Gisk" was changed to "Guss")

[vanosslirious]

Vanoss: Hey, Delirious, do you want to join forces and have sex in the bathroom?

Delirious: *laughs* I get that reference, I get that one. The bathroom's not here, unfortunately.

Terroriser: What reference, he just wants to fuck you in the bathroom.

[nia1sworld]

School clothes? School's back........fucking hell

So to make me happy I drew new outfits for school!

Gift: @lovely-lauren-arts

@lamiacrow & @sir-fluffbutts

[lime-be4n]

This is where the slope starts

Evan’s refrence sheet!! *0*

[the-dance-of-italy]

Well since my original file had disappeared and my computer almost died, I had to redraw 16 expressions out of god knows how many I had originally in my other reference sheet...

Who knew drawing beaks was so difficult...

[deliriously-drawing]

I was practicing anatomy and then suddenly decided to do a reference sheet for vanoss form the Kingdom Au ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ these are all the tiny details I don’t bother to put in the comic since it’s time consuming lol

I might do the others, maybe. A big maybe.

[sili-redwing]

me, definitely not sobbing as i draw these two: owl boy,, and vape boy,, haotic duo,, they will Rule The World,,

i really like these two alot and i needed a excuse to draw ship art. i kept listening to “Want You” by Rynx (ft Miranda Glory) and somehow these two both came to mind?? which is. fitting ig

also this is the best i’ve ever drawn faces and bodies outside of my Celestrial Wyvern poster thing i feel accomplished!!

[crystalliaxx97]

FUCK!: Vanoss vs. Husky Puppy

I made this short (and shitty edited) video because of @bananabussquad-er lmao

[incorrectalphabetasbbs]

Vanoss: Is there something you really hate?

Smii7y: Scary games. People playing scary games. Your scary game. When I have to play scary games. And, did I say scary games.

[squishthesquash511]

Delirious: Do you wanna ride? Do you wanna ride? Do you wanna ride? Wanna go far~

Vanoss: Can you just take me to the grocery store please

[iluskatastroof-blog]

what a hottie