I chose… Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor. Where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality. Where the great would not be constrained by the small. And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well.
The latest update from Afterdrop by @claroquequiza reminded me of this Scrubs scene, so making this was a necessity. I’m not over this chapter yet because it destroyed and reconstructed me.
Nobody need excuses for drawing Hanzo with kittens anyway 8)
just found out that jimmy buffett has 27 albums and, i’m gonna listen to all of them
well i listened to all of them and i now know that this video is mostly accurate. i feel like i’m ready to retire in tampa with a comically huge pina colada in one hand
but also i love how his whole Sound (at least in the later albums) is just. take ANY random topic and make a fuckin banger out of it. like “hm. i don’t like math” or “last night i was tired and my feet hurt a lot” or “one time i saw this really weird dude in a convenience store but he seemed like he was having a good time”
and he just does not give a SHIT about subtlety with the tropical theme. none of the lyrics are subtle or nuanced. he just sings what he’s thinking. big colorful bird. it squawked and stole the tiny umbrella out of my drink but that’s fine bc i’m getting a nice tan or some shit like that. god i love him
hey guys, did i ever tell you about the legendary batmantaur? it would have been five or six years ago, i think.
No pls continue ☺
okay so, back in probably late 2012, i was attending physics courses at the university of toledo. there was a desk toward the back of one of the classrooms that i sat in pretty regularly, and one day i came in to find an exquisitely muscular and beautifully detailed torso/bust of batman drawn on my desk in pencil.
i was stunned. who put this masterpiece here? how did they do it in a meager one-hour class time? where was batman’s lower half?
and, most intensely, would they mind if i added to the drawing?
throwing caution (and attention to class) to the wind, i gave batman a lower half.
it may not have been the lower half they were expecting. nevertheless, batmantaur was born.
i don’t remember what the artist’s response was, but the next class day he had written the beginnings of a chat on the desk. i don’t even remember his name, but we had something special for the rest of that semester. an understanding, an appreciation, a kinship perhaps.
so what became of batmantaur? it remained in that room throughout most of the semester, though i think i remember the desk getting moved around a few times. eventually, i came in one day to find the desk half-dismantled, as though someone had tried to remove the desktop. about a week later, whoever it was actually did succeed in stealing it. i never saw batmantaur again.
and thus, he became a legend. if i didn’t have photos of him, i myself probably wouldn’t even believe that he had existed.
his spirit lived on in the future collaborative works of flashtaur and captain americataur.
