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>>dairy 3<<★
>>dairy 2<<★
>>dairy 1<<★★★★★
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Log 4 
my honest thoughts: the top 3 should be obvious to anyone at this point. i don't think it's really worth debating who will ultimately be better out of fox/marth/puff, right now with iBDW on top i think fox is undisputibly top dog, with marth close behind. the rest of the high tier is more interesting. i do think Jmook's recent performances should put sheik over falco; the most difficult part of the high tier for me to think about is falcon/peach/yoshi. ultimately historical evidence is that peach should stay ahead of yoshi but i think time will tell if yoshi should be placed even higher. but he is undeniably top 8. mid high: IC's pika samus are all interchangabe. i think all 3 of these characters have potential to drop on the tierlist due to stagnant metagame. yes ic's are still strong even without wobbling but i don't see anyone pushing them right now besides slug. same for pika, axe is the sole rep and he isn't performing great these days. morsecode and samus; we will see.. not that i like morse as a person but i do think hes showing that there is a way for samus in modern day. dk over doc: this one should be a no brainer. dk has akir, junebug, ringler, doc has franz, and frankly franz doc doesnt impress me, i dropped doc for a reason. i think luigi and dk both have potential to rise even higher while doc will stay where he is. ganon tier: ganon is one of the characters i feel i have the least opinion on so i tried to keep him where he is mostly. as for big link, yes i do think he should be over ganon. and its not even because of aklo. its because of redx, acid drop waveshine is the future for big link and i think big link could one day rise even above doc into being solidly high-mid. low-mid: this is where my opinions come out the strongest. honestly i struggled to keep mario where he is even, i think honestly hes worse then mewtwo, yl, roy, and g&w. yeah im serious, and ive played some really good marios too. the problem with mario is that i dont think he has anything in his kit thats going to allow him to develop, not in the way that mewtwo, g&w, roy and yl still have alot of room to grow. one day mario will below all 4 of them i honestly think that. mewtwo and g&w i especially feel have potential far beyond what has been tapped so far. as for yl i cant have an honest unbiased opinion at all because of how passionite i am about the character. i have no idea if yl is any good or not. sometimes i think he is worse then roy, sometimes i think he could be top 10. actually i lied, i am going to get into it. yl: yl has two huge problems that can be singled out: dair is his only good kill move, and hookshot grab is so fucking bad. yeah his spotdoge/roll is also really bad but i dont think thats nearly as criminal as the problems dair and grab present. feels like almost anything out of shield beats yl if he dares to try and grab so i generally do not go for them at all. also crouch cancel is really good against him. but what isnt discussed as much is that crouch cancel is also GOOD for him. cc+ good sdi + good di allows me to live to really high percents sometimes especially on fd or dreamland. i also dont think alot of people realize how good his oos options are. zdrop bomb is frame 4, nair is frame 4 or 5 i think. nair beats a lot of things against characters that arent spacies. and i think the reason WHY he struggles so much against spacies in particular is because their frame data is just so much better then his, nair and zdrop bomb can only get you so far. i also dont think anyone realizes just how good uair is. uair is so good for sharking through platforms on fod and yoshis, also you can confirm kills with it really easily on stages with a low top blast zone. sometimes its better to let them fall and dair death mountain them with the fucking hat hitbox .. but yeah, uair is a sick move. idk i am by no means a young link expert, just an enthusiast; i really want to learn how to boomerang glide and fusedash so i can keep developing my ideas about how to play yl; i do think he has a lot of things people dont expect in his pocket.. like bomb upthrow, jump offstage, up b and bounce the bomb at an angle to snipe ledge hogging peach downsmashing at the ledge. the bottom tiers: ness pichu kirby are all pretty sick tbh, i just dont see it for zelda and bowser. i dont have much to say about these guys besides that i hope kirbykaze makes ness a low mid tier or something because i love playing ness so much sooooo fucking much hes so epic. one last note to close things off: anyone who thinks yoshi is below pika/ics is literally out of their fucking minds. like come on. on a good day i think yoshi is above falcon AND peach. yoshi could very well be top 5 in the whole game.  3/10/2024 ~~ 12:15
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unbelivable that toriyama is dead. i can't overstate the comfort and effect that db and especially dr. slump had on me and my own approach about comics. without dr. slump i don't think i could have properly rediscovered my love for the fun and playfulness of cartooning in the last few years. RIP to another legend.  3/8/2024 ~~ 09:13
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pikmin 3/3/2024 ~~ 17:59
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i think i've decided to give up on continuing to play competitive melee, i really love the game but it's definitely starting to hurt my wrists and fingers and I already have so much wrist/finger pain, it's very foolish to keep adding to it. and i value being able to play guitar and draw far far more then i value being able to play melee. ill still play casually but im gonna stop trying to go to my local..  3/3/2024 ~~ 13:38
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brug moment  2/26/2024 ~~ 22:24
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i miss home.. nothing else sophisticated to say. I just miss home.. 2/21/2024 ~~ 16:36
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instant asswipe japanophile moment!! 2/16/2024 ~~ 12:53
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it's been a whole year now since the release of the first byoe and nemu issue on my site.. and in all reality, through the issue and the reissue, probably less then two dozen people have read it. but so what? i've been looking at a lot of older art recently and noticing my own performativeness. in the past, when i was obsessive about the idea of success, i never would have been willing to dedicate so much time to a project like byoe and nemu, that is not only a huge time and energy sink, but is not marketable, and has no audience. i would have been mad at myself for drawing in a simpler style, too.. but i guess when you're younger it's easier to fail at seeing the structure that often makes great art great. and im proud of what ive done with b+n, and i'm proud of where my art is now. i just want to keep going my own way, without caring about how anyone sees it. because i love it, i've got to, or i'll burn up and disappear like smoke 2/3/2024 ~~ 23:46
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link is 8 years old and emo and has roid rage issues because of testosterone overproduction in his body. he spends all day beating middle aged women and sticking his sword up their assholes 1/31/2024 ~~ 23:00
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child abuse 1/30/2024 ~~ 21:41
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chiyo-chan crucified 1/20/2024 ~~ 22:02
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when the botox hits 1/19/2024 ~~ 14:10
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the whole "b0xx legality" debate in the melee community makes me sad.. it's just another blatant example of ableism. melee is a game i'd love to invest more time and heart into but gcc destroys my already fucked up hands.. people were not meant to do melee tech. b0xx is the future if people really want a game as complex as melee to have longevity, otherwise all the players are gonna develop arthritis by their mid 30s (thats literally what happened to hax$) 1/19/2024 ~~ 21:57
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things i saw in my dream last week 1/18/2024 ~~ 13:47
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no black ladys 1/17/2024 ~~ 10:40
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this guys like a proto-lolcow im losing my fucking mind!!!! 1/16/2024 ~~ 17:00
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had an unbelivably intense and vivid dream.. i was with my childhood best friend, and we had just finished picking out a new car for them, which was some sort of small black convertible. i was living at a house that was a sort of hybrid of my family's house and my old apartment building. it was large and tall and the first floor had a kind of mudroom-like "den" that was covered in a thin plastic sheeting. there were many people living here, including my old roommates and my family, my landlady, and outside there were many strangers livng in tents in the yard and acres of land, including many aquaintences i hadn't thought about in a long time. the yard and scenery, however, was explicitly similar to how my family's house and the road had looked maybe 3 or 4 years ago. my childhood best friend and i went to a party that was in a sort of place where there was a big ramplike dirt hill up to a parking lot with a covered stone roof. here we parked the convertible. my friend began talking to someone who was a bouncer of sorts, while i went to stand outside by the entrance. it looked like it was mid afternoon outside. as I looked down the slope, I saw that two kids were coming up towards the entrance of the party. they both looked about eleven or twelve, one with yellowish skin and the other with reddish skin, both male and wearing glasses. i stopped them at the entrance and told them they weren't going to be able to get in, since the party was for adults only, unless they managed to trick the bouncer by appearing older then they actually were. I started to describe things I had done at their age to them, tips of some kind so they could get in. suddenly, my old roommate approached screaming obscenities at me from the inside of the party. she claimed that I was a pedophile and that I had been "kissing with those kids". I rebuked her, but was met with skepticism from more partygoers. there was some sort of precident in the dream that she had lied about this before, for whatever reason. my friend and i began to become nervous and went to leave. i drove up to my old apartment again, with the intent of talking to my landlady before my roommate had the chance, maybe to try and get her kicked out of the household. however, when i entered the building, the news had already spread rapidly, seemingly, that I was some sort of criminal. My landlady was on the phone for a time, while giving me a cold look out of the corner of her eye, in that dingy room with the plastic walls. i went to the living room, which was filled with strangers with the same cold eyes. i began to become nervous and I wanted to leave the building, but the windows and doors all appeared to be locked. my friend now appeared to be my brother, as if they had changed places at some point. he was naked. also panicked, he found a brick on the floor, and began to break his way out of a window by the door to the porch. scraping our bellies on the glass, we wriggled out of the window as the people inside the dusty building began to work themselves up into a mob. i looked behind me as i landed on the ground outside and saw the window stained pink with the blood from our cut stomachs. inside, the mob was raging, black and blue shadows. we began to run painfully down the road, my brother and i, towards the old railroad crossing. it was a bright midwinters day and the snow was very white. as we approached the railroad, my brother seemed to deform and grow long and slick like a dog or houndlike creature with a red coat. the railroad had collapsed unexpectedly due to spring floods, or something similar. the boulevard was now a waterfall. i looked behind me and saw the crowd from the house had turned the corner from the road to the railroad crossing and was running towards us madly. we began to cross the waterfall. my brother was an exhausted afghan hound, at this point, however, and got swept away in the torrent. i dived after him, and we tumbled down into the cold river below. the sun was so bright. i picked him up by the scruff of his neck out of the water and we slogged up towards the shore of the river, and ran ceaselessly up into the thicket. soon, the thicket transformed into a jungle, or a ruins of some kind. we cut to the left and began to climb up these wooden scaffolds. at some point, my brother, the dog, had returned to being my childhood friend. we climbed quickly up the scaffolds, which changed from wood, eventually to brick. before I knew it, we were looking out over the vast overdrop of a cliff, hanging on to these outstretched brick archways. the mob was far behind us, but we still felt hunted. the brick building we had found ourselves attatched to reminded me something of an outstretched hand over the jungle. there seemed to be something inside, and we peeked through an access to some kind of interior. inside, there was a sewer-like channel full of thick liquid, and long tubes covering the walls. from the ceiling hung rows and rows of pale human corpses, with the skin flayed open and the red viscrea visible like the inside of a present. Despite this scene we decided to enter the building. we fell through the entrance and into the shallow divot of thick liquid. As soon as we entered the building, a deep sense of fear settled over me. i had a feeling something was coming, so i directed my friend to hide in a convenient groove in the wall with me. as we looked out of our hiding place, two creatures sped by us. they were typical dream-monsters with their own unique flair.. like plastic playmobil dolls in human size that had been melted with a butane torch, then filled with deer guts, and completed with a pale, humanoid face on top. they remind me now a bit of the bad guys in Blame!, but more of a green color scheme. panicked, decided to take a chance for it as soon as the guards looped back by us and run deeper into the facility looking for a hiding place. luckily a human who had gotten loose from it's hook took off down by us and the guards came running after. we went on in-to the facility after that. hard to remember exactly what kind of route we took, but it was a lot like a survival horror game. a lot of climbing through vents, looking behind boxes, and running across catwalks. the whole place had a grimy metal theme that was very H. 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Geiger-esque. it was like I was in Alien or something in some human-breeding-plant. was this a space ship of some kind we had found our way on to? eventually though, we realized we were being chased yet again, now by the guards of the ship. in a panick, we turned around and returned to a dead end we had been at before, where there was a white trap-door with a porcelain texture on the ground. the key to open it was right beside. it reminded a bit of a car ignition key. we opened it and went deep down the long black dirty ladder into the guts of this place. at the bottom of the dark well, it unexpectedly opened into a light and airy room of sorts, with bright orange walls, and rows of silver lockers. it reminded me of a military dorm, but without the beds. at the end of the room, there was a heavy door, and when i tried to open it, i realized we were in fact on some sort of dropship. below us was a boiling sea of fire and smoke. for some reason, i instinctively knew we were flying above Israel. turning around, i discovered that at some point, another friend of mine had joined the group, along with an asian-american girl i didn't know, with her hair in a bob-cut. they already seemed aware of the situation. however, there was now a problem if we wanted to leave this place: there were only two parachutes prepared for a group of four. we decided to search the area for more, and wait for the dropship to pass over an area that would be less deadly to escape in-to. however, while exploring a kind of luxury bathroom adjacent to the orange locker-room, i began to hear the sound of electric saws. the creatures inside the ship were cutting closer and closer to us through the layers of metal in the hull. i tried to explain this to the others, but they didn't seem to understand just how soon the problem was going to arrive. a large white door with a familiar porcelain texture burst open at the end of the bathroom, and a human man in grey fatigues entered. I pushed him back out, but soon after, I could hear the scuffle of creatures approaching. we hurried out of the bathroom and attempted to lock it from the other side, but I wasn't fast enough with the key we had found before, and the creatures burst in-to the drop room. it was now or never, so we collectively headed towards the drop bay without a glance behind. my heart dropped below my feet as i saw two men in grey fatigues strapping on the only parachutes in-front of us. they jumped, and i screamed as they did. but we jumped anyway, ourselves, even without parachutes, god knows how far above the ground. at the last moment, my friend ripped a chunk of thick foam pad off the wall. this was the only protection we might have at all. as we fell, i could feel the brutal sharp painful cold of the wind tearing at my face and body, and i knew i was going to die. but i still didn't want to, somehow, even though surely this fall would be fatal, from whatever incredible height we were falling. in my fear, i blacked out. when i regained consciousness, I was on the ground, far below, in a sandy, hilly place, with scrubby grass surrounding. ironically, another railroad stretched by us, this one probably military in nature. we were in a warzone, surely, but my head was too cloudy to consider that. the foam pad had broken our fall slightly, but both my friend and i were terribly injured. he was underneath me, pressed closer to the ground, with both arms, legs, and pelvis clearly shattered. My legs and pelvis were shattered, too. the pain was sharp and acute and terrible and i knew i was dying. my friend, who i have not seen or been close to at all in many years, began to whisper to me in a dying voice. he was convinced that i somehow had the power to take us away from this terrible death, that i could transport us to some other place, where maybe, we wouldn't die. i had no idea if it was possible, but i decided to try. it must have been how neo felt when he left the matrix.. i was convinced that i could feel space warping around us. it felt like my head and my body was being slowly dissolved from one side across. my vision flashed in so many multiple technocolors, intersected with blinding white. i blacked out again. awakening for the final time, i was on the side of the street in the city of guangzhou, china, perhaps on the outskirts. i knew this instinctively as well. on the edge of a rebar bridge, on the sidewalk, we were still dying. but the air was thick and heavy and warm and i saw the beautiful lush greenery on the other side of the river, through a morning fog. i was glad i wasn't dead. a truck driver in a large yellow delivery vehicle stopped when he saw us, and called for help on his mobile. eventually, we reached the hospital, and were bedridden for some time, surely. but in the end, we had survived the ordeal miracuously. one final strange scene happened before i woke up. my friends' mother came to visit us in the hospital -- god knows what she was doing in guangzhou. she tried mentioning my family to me, but following the incident at the house, i was just glad i was as far away as possible. eventually, upon recovering, i returned to the place we had woken up on the side of the road, by the bridge. there was a tall bayou tree of sorts growing there in a mangrove on the cliff's edge. under a particular root i could see a deep hole stretching under the base of the tree. instinctively, i knew in my gut that my other aquaintence who had been on the ship had survived the fall, in some terrible form. he was suffering deep in the ground, below this tree. i wanted him to be freed from his terrible demise. i walked around the corner, to the other side of the bridge, and in-to a lot where they were processing lumber. the air was shining thickly. suddenly, an angel appeared, with blue skin, like a suffocated baby. i asked it to help end my friend's life, trapped under the tree, on the other side of the bridge. it followed me over, and performed some kind of exorcism; i could feel his spirit leaving his body, grateful for the release of death. i was glad he could finally die. i lived in guangzhou for a while after that. then i woke up and wrote this dream down. 1/9/2024 ~~ 10:30
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rudeus in MT S2: julie's totally not our slave, she's like our daughter! rudeus in the LN: I wonder if my slave is getting too much education 1/6/2024 ~~ 17:04
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im so fucking sick that all i can do is lie on the futon in the basement and i guess finish the rest of mushoku tensei, god this is a boring way to start the year feeling like someones pouring battery acid down my throat while beating my chest with a stick 1/5/2024 ~~ 13:21
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as a retarded person i just feel bad for daniel larson. one day people are gonna realize that just because you call them "lolcows" you're still basically just publicly torturing retarded people for entertainment. then these same people complain when u challange the ableist agenda. 1/4/2024 ~~ 09:50
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["books I read in 2023" special:] House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski ★ One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel García Márquez ★ Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl written by Anne Frank and translated by B. M. Mooyaart-Doubleday The Elephant Man and Other Reminiscences by Sir Frederick Treaves It by Stephen King Beast Stories by Nathaniel Young ★Dune by Frank Herbert Dune: Messiah by Frank Herbert Children of Dune by Frank Herbert ★★God Emperor of Dune by Frank Herbert Heretics of Dune by Frank Herbert Out of the Silent Planet by C.S. Lewis Ready Player One by Ernest Cline Azumanga Daioh volumes (1) and (2) by Kiyohiko Azuma ★★Brave New World by Aldous Huxley ★Night by Elie Wiesel The World's Worst Cars by Craig Cheetham Re:Zero Web Novel, Arc 5 chapters (1)-(45) written by Tappei Nagatsuki, translated by Witch Cult Translations & TranslationChicken Industrial Society and Its Future by Ted Kaczynski Moominvalley in November by Tove Jansson Moominpappa at Sea by Tove Jansson The Exploits of Moominpappa by Tove Jansson Girl in a Band: A Memoir by Kim Gordon ★ On the Road by Jack Keroac ★★ Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov Wakusei Closet volumes (1)-(4) by Tsubana ★ Yunagi no Machi Sakura no Kuni by Kouno Fumiyo All of Nagata Kabi's Autobiographical Works because I am too lazy to list them all (´･ω･`) Pure Colour by Sheila Heti Floornight by Nostalgebraist [ and surely many other things i am forgetting about, because all of my books are still boxed up o>_<) o0o ] 1/1/2024 ~~ 15:06
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first asian of the year 1/1/2024 ~~ 13:08
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12/31/2023 ~~ 12:12
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nemu is chiyo chan if she was a little more evil... or maybe a lot 12/30/2023 ~~ 12:46
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days and days of rain so much that you would think the year must be ending, yeah 12/29/2023 ~~ 16:48
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i dunno what the hell to do sometimes in this world 12/28/2023 ~~ 16:14
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maybeeeee you just dont understand because you don't have autism..!!! 12/19/2023 ~~ 18:40
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the length of god satan nemu has gotten so out of hand that if i don't curb it and try to find a reasonable stopping point somehow i fear its going to become boring. i'm also not sure if the site can handle loading more then 50 images at once, so hopefully this will be a lesson on the length of future issues... 12/17/2023 ~~ 17:27
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this show is so epic 12/16/2023 ~~ 23:24
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ok i know its a common opinion post of mine at this point but ppl who dont know how to draw but call themselves artists and go to school for an "art degree" continue 2 be so fucking funny when i find this shit randomly on websites of people with a certain amount of ego i can tell through the way that they phrase their "work". when i drove by kents house last night a little bit of pee appeared in my pants thinking about the level of self absorption it takes to be "career artist". im glad i let all my opportunities go the wayside. it keeps my soul in check of remembering that i am just another human dog& that the most beautifully obscure men and women are the world's greatest... 12/16/2023 ~~ 10:50
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the slavery anime said trans right epic 12/15/2023 ~~ 15:40
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nemu's little sister & trick-or-treating 12/13/2023 ~~ 16:58
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