ideas for new metal gear solid:
- play as raiden as a child soldier. quicktime event to eat gunpowder
- play as otacon and have sex with your stepmom a la san andreas hot coffee mod
you can thank me later, kojima
A lot of people are asking why i used a picture of Paul McCartney for my mashup of John Lennon’s “Imagine”.
I thought the answer was obvious. Paul McCartney IS John Lennon
Everyone knows that the original Paul McCartney died some time in the 1960s and was replaced by a double. But I guess you only know half the story. When choosing a replacement impostor they realized that only one person knew Paul and his mannerisms well enough to convincingly portray him: John Lennon in facial prosthetics.
Obviously they could never be seen together in public. This is why the Beatles stopped performing and became a studio-only band (John playing Paul’s parts via multitracking techniques which quickly proved creatively revolutionary.) Nonetheless, the magic act was very taxing on John, and the Beatles eventually had to split up so he could perform both lives separately.
When he was non-fatally wounded by a bullet in 1980, he realized he was at a crossroads. He had come to enjoy his life and career as Paul McCartney, who was at an all time creative high with hits like “Temporary Secretary" and "Wonderful Christmastime”. And so, he faked his death as John Lennon and assumed the role of Paul full time.
So next time you’re mourning the premature loss of the great songwriter John Lennon, just think about him in 1985, healthily and contentedly singing “Spies Like Us" under 20 pounds of Hollywood makeup.
Sketches from today. The second one is a potential TCAF print. I was going to draw Almond and Peridot in their normal costumes, but after finishing that art book, I can’t turn off my inner Tomoyo.
as soon as i woke up my roommate picked up his guitar and started playing his generic college-student-playing-guitar music and then my printer started cleaning the heads on its own because it just randomly does that sometimes and started adding its own sounds to the mix i’m so proud of the little guy
can you believe there are people who have grown up on the internet without ever having read this
god i was looking up games that had secret developer messages in them on tcrf and this one probably tops them all
i didn’t know what to draw, so i drew youmu
I had never even seen a shooting star before. 25 years of rotations, passes through comets’ paths, and travel, and to my memory I had never witnessed burning debris scratch across the night sky. GARF were hunched over their instruments. GARF slowly beat on a grand piano, singing, eyes closed, into his microphone like he was trying to kiss around a big nose. GARF tapped patiently on a double bass, waiting for his cue. White pearls of arena light swam over their faces. A lazy disco light spilled artificial constellations inside the aluminum cove of the makeshift stage. The metal skeleton of the stage ate one end of GARF GARF GARF GARF, on the steps of the GARF GARF GARF. GARF’s bones and cobblestone laid beneath. I stared entranced, soaking in GARF’s new material, chiseling each sound into the best functioning parts of my brain which would be the only sound system for the material for months.
The butterscotch lamps along the walls of the tight city square bled upward into the cobalt sky, which seemed as strikingly artificial and perfect as a wizard’s cap. The staccato piano chords ascended repeatedly. “GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF,” GARF sang like his dying words. “GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF GARF” The trained critical part of me marked the similarity to Coltrane’s “Ole.” The human part of me wept in awe.