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While drawing this I discovered that I cannot draw dragons, at least big scary dragons. So instead, you get an angry boi

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A Ninjago FanFic that I wrote for my English class

This is an 800-word story that I had to write for my year 11 English class, I find it easier to write a story in class when I know the characters so that’s why I do this. Enjoy. - Opposite Shipping (Kai x Zane) - Bruiseshipping (Jay x Cole) - Samurai Shipping(Nya x Pixel)

My name is Zane, I’m an android from the planet Xeon, where machines are alive and are even born. Once our planet was discovered, we were treated like slaves and put to work. My owners, a word we hate to use, are a lovely married couple that got me for their wedding gift. Jay and Cole Brookstone quickly realised that I wasn’t just a machine and did some digging.

They found out that I had my own planet, a home, but no family. They treated me like a brother, as a friend. They started a petition to set my race free, they got almost nothing, people depended on us like we were their hearts. We did everything. To remove us would be to remove an important cog from the machine.

During this time, I met their long-time friend, Kai, an orphan that didn’t have parents, but a little sister named Nya. The two of them were two sides of the same coin. They were both tough on the outside but kind on the inside. Cole and Jay were still fighting the losing war, every day they went to their jobs and tried to spread the word, it did no good.

I was attacked the other day, on my way home from the store. A group of boys with baseball bats and face covers that came up to me and started beating me. I’m not too sure what happened after that, I believe that I suffered a concussion, for my memory wasn’t working for a short time after. When I rebooted, I was back at the Brookstone house, in my room. When I came out I found that Kai was there, saying that he brought me home and fixed me up.

Today Jay introduced me to his boss’s son Lloyd, he was a very influential man. With him, an unexpected turn happened. My species fought back, from the second we are born, we are taken and told that we are nothing and can only follow. The realisation that this wasn’t the case, that we were living beings that could die, brought many people into our cause.

A majority of their machines were abandoned and their world switched off. There was no-one to do the dangerous jobs and no-one to do the dirty work. The world couldn’t function without us, even though they did before. They had been relying on us for so long that they couldn’t function without us.

We revolted. Humans and Androids together, we walked through the streets yelling mantras of peace and more and more humans came to our aid. We were met with violence at first, people who didn’t agree fought back, hard. Kai and Nya were always near to protect me, always one step ahead and one step behind.

The more and more people saw that we weren’t just emotionless machines, the less control the government had. All across the world, humans were doing what humans did best, they were fighting for what they believed in, and it worked. We were given full rights and had to be treated like humans were.

People were ecstatic with the results. Yes, their world was dark. Yes, it would take time to fix. Yes, it will affect the course of their world. Yes, this will change their views. Yes, humans no know that there are other beings out there, and yes, humans will be going to discover new races.

Not even ten years later humans have spread out across the galaxy. Cementing themselves as major species in the galaxy. My life these days is simple. I spend most of my time in space, I decided to stay and help Cole and Jay as they were my family, they were all I knew.

Our ship was called the ‘The bounty’, Nya’s idea. They still worked for their old company but now did deliveries and pick-ups across the galaxy. Kai and Nya and still with us. Kai spends most of his time around me, helping me and keeping me company. My friend Pixel travels with us as well, Nya brought her home one day, her new girlfriend. Lloyd will sometimes join us for a few weeks when he has free time.

Their world isn’t perfect but we rebuilt it. Humans alongside androids, we rebuilt the world from the ground up. We turned their world from a perfect place to a warzone, right back to perfect, but even more so than before.

I’m not sure what the future will hold for us, all I know is that I’m where I’m supposed to be, and no matter what happens, I will always have my family by my side and no-one can ever tear us apart.

- The end

If you got to the end, thanks, also any criticism is welcomed, so if anything bugged you, please let me know

Stop-Motion Moana

“We can rebuild her… We have the technology… We know the way!”

A few months ago I ripped apart a Moana doll and made it into a stop-motion puppet using a kinetic armature kit.  

The walk cycle above was the first thing I animated with this puppet, and was just a throw-away practice test with no green screen. I had never done a walk cycle in stop-motion before and soon discovered how difficult animating a straight-ahead cycle within a localized space with no retakes could be.

I showed the cycle to my dad while he was holding my Moana puppet in his hand and he seemed more impressed with this crappy test than the actual animation I did on the movie! I think the combination of him holding the puppet, and then seeing it come to life on the video before him was what blew him away. I guess that’s the appeal and magic of stop-motion. :)

Here’s a second test I animated for fun:

I read that it’s best to have the foot joints nice and tight to hold the weight of the puppet, and have the arms looser.  It’s amazing how much weight those toe and foot ball-joints could hold for the falling poses:

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Christopher: A woman? Kirk: A crewman.

OCD is one of those mental illnesses that people show support for until they learn about what fucked up intrusive thoughts result from it. I’ve literally seen someone on here put in their byf “don’t follow if you have OCD with [insert intrusive thought here].

A lot of OCD intrusive thoughts are very terrible sexual ones involving the potential to harm loved ones...except these thoughts make YOU suffer, not other people. They aren’t true desires and beliefs; they’re called “intrusive” for a reason.

I’ve literally isolated myself out of fear from my intrusive thoughts, assuming I would hurt someone if I got close. So, it’s disappointing, to say the least, that people will think of you as terrible for what your mental illness already makes you feel terrible.

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MY FIRST POST!!! YAY!!!

Anyway, this is my Miraculous ladybug OC Alina Trina (Her parents named her that way) or Tigra Blanc, I wanted her to be a normal tiger but a white tiger sounded cooler and looked less similar to Rena Rouge.

It’s October...spooky time

I’m going through summer right now and it sucks...so many fricking flys