Hey Pals! A Bit Of A Different Comic This Week! I Made This Working With Bird Safe Guelph To Help Spread

Have you ever wondered how someone meets Santa? Well, you need to follow a very specific ritual to summon him.

PLANET HIPSTER

Preceding a visit to Planet Hipster, the captain and his senior staff deal with a fashion conundrum…

Inspired by these two pictures at jim_and_bones. Click here to see high quality version.

Just because one of your chicken eggs hatched a fire breathing dragon people think you’re evil. But you’re still just a regular farmer trying to make a living while dealing with an overprotective dragon, heroes that want to kill you and fanatics who want to worship you as the new Demon Lord.

22 YEARS AGO ON DECEMBER 18, 1998 - DREAMWORKS ANIMATION RELEASED “THE PRINCE OF EGYPT”

Because DreamWorks was concerned about theological accuracy, they decided to call in Biblical scholars, Christian, Jewish, and Muslim theologians, and Arab American leaders to help the film be more accurate and faithful to the original story. After previewing the developing film, all these leaders noted that the studio executives listened and responded to their ideas, and praised the studio for reaching out for comment from outside sources.

The animation team for The Prince of Egypt included 350 artists from 34 different nations. Careful consideration was given to depicting the ethnicities of the ancient Egyptians, Hebrews, and Nubians properly.

Both character design and art direction worked to set a definite distinction between the symmetrical, more angular look of the Egyptians versus the more organic, natural look of the Hebrews and their related environments. The backgrounds department, headed by supervisors Paul Lasaine and Ron Lukas, oversaw a team of artists who were responsible for painting the sets/backdrops from the layouts. Within the film, approximately 934 hand-painted backgrounds were created.

THE PRINCE OF EGYPT (1998)

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     But, much to Madara’s disdain, Tobirama doe not care one bit for the condition Madara is in. He had seen Madara in various states of disarray, with his face messed up, bloody, with twisted arms, and then beyond. Strangely enough, he thinks the wild battle-rage type of a look fits Madara more than any proper look ever could. And this is coming from him without any other intentions in mind. Just that. A simple appreciation of one’s aesthetics. If it can even be called that.

    Yet, luckily, Tobirama’s appreciation for seeing Madara all beat up does not show that much on his face. That would be awkward. Instead, he looks almost tentative. Thoughtful. Carefully he presses his fingers to Madara’s nose, feeling along one of its sides.

    “It’s not broken. Merely fractured, probably. There is nothing necessarily to fix there. Just better get some painkillers and ice for it. As for the discolouration, well, buy yourself some make-up strong enough to cover it if you mind so much.”

    It really isn’t anything too tragic and Tobirama isn’t sure whether to be disappointed or relieved, so he settles on being somewhere in the middle, using his other hand which he places on Madara’s jaw to turn his face a bit to see his nose from a different angle just to make sure that there indeed is no bump or any visible damage besides the bruising and dried blood.

    Speaking of the blood, Tobirama moves aside to throw away the bloody tissues seeing as Madara no longer needs them - the nosebleed has long since ceased. All that remains are the dried bits. For that, Tobirama reaches into his messenger bag, digging around for a while before he finds what he’s been looking for.

    “Here, you might need this,” he then thrusts a small packet of wet tissues at Madara’s chest, holding it there until Madara decides to take them. Which he should unless he wants to risk Tobirama wrestling him into that too.

    “You are lucky,” Tobirama adds as an afterthought, Not that he would want to absolutely ruin Madara’s visage per se, but at least he doesn’t have to suffer the consequences and Madara is still the same old. Hawk nose or not. Tobirama prefers him this way and so does everyone else. Or at least he thinks so.

    “Stay here and clean yourself. I’ll run in and get the painkillers. If they see you, they will call he cops on us and I am not getting banned from a pharmacy of all places.”

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Person: My life has felt so empty after that series ended

Me:

By the time Benedict Cumberbatch arrived… everybody was in on it.

Fuck this one hits home.