Didn't know I could still cringe. Thanks I hate it.

Quote from: Coomer on March 06, 2022, 02:59:39 PM

Quote from: Busta Nut on March 06, 2022, 04:57:26 AM

The hospital told me it was meth. Been under an eyewash for the past two day, and I can now see again.

Have some saline or pure H2O(?) to rub it under for the next few days to continuously wash that garbage out.

Any lasting damage?

Oh, absolutely. They say the toxins of whatever it was cut with tore my cornea and underlying tissue to shreds, but particles slowly seeping behind my eye with every blink made it even worse. They were glad I came, otherwise I would have permanently lost sight in it.

Not gonna lie, significantly reduced vision is better than a completely blind eye though.

You're not suppossed to be degrading faster than I am buddy. You cut that out. You need a vacation from all that shit. You're slowly getting closer to Canada. Hopskotch closer until ya can immigrate. Minus some of the cities it's a lot calmer out here generally.

None of what I may suggest is particularlity nice, by the way. All of it would have to do with making the dude's life as miserable as possible without him really knowing who it was.

If he's got a vehicle, slash the tires or put water in the gas tank. Catch yourself either roaches, mice, or bedbugs and set them into his apartment room when he's out during the day. You either wait for him to realize he's infested or you make an anonymous call to the owners and complain of an infestation in parts of the apartment. They'll have to do something otherwise health and safety'll crack down on them.

If he's out during the day, just break in and fuck his speakers up. Wouldn't even have to cut cables, just dump some water in them and short them out. If he has a workplace, depending on where he works you make an anonymous call and complain about him. Light a fire under his ass.

Noise for noise right? Park your speakers at his door and blast them and wait for him to come out. You don't need to get into a fist fight with him. As soon as the door opens you mace his ass with bear spray if you can get a hold of it. Few other chemicals you can whip up quick that sting.

You don't have to be physically strong to deal with a person. Half of dealing with people like this is just using your head and tools. Like I always joke. Dude could tie me into a bow but he can't stop a truck no matter how hard he flexes.

There's a few other things you could do to smoke him out too. I don't remember them, but in general they're harmless. Shit you mix up that smells fucking awful. Hide a dead animal in his ventilation, stuff like that.

Thoughts to roll around for you at least. Probably nothing you'd want to do that would risk getting you in shit or evicted yourself, but if you want my honest thoughts, no remorse nor mercy for people that want to be assholes. Play stupid games win stupid prizes.

Try to get some sleep.

Can you not just knock on his door and tell him if you hear that music while trying to sleep you'll pay a visit and make him look like a pretzel?

That or escelate it. Just park all your shit right outside his door and sit there in a camping chair. Hope you're picking the most obnoxious music you can find.

If you really want to break him down just play something like Barney the dinosaur's into music on a loop. They use it in guantanimo to psychologically break people down and it apparently works like a charm.

Something I've earnestly been wanting to try for a few years. Making a rendition of a forerunner or promethian that's not overdesigned in 343's approach.

The truly ironic thing was that I used Didact's undersuit, and Halo 4's Spartan Forerunner armor with a dirty retexture and I thought it looked pretty fucking rad. I chopped off a watcher's head to make a support ancilla, and surprisingly it doesn't look bad although I botched colours because there's an issue with the model, but eh, this was a test.

I also feel kind of bad for the artists that worked on halo 4-5, because while everybody bitches that everything is overdesigned into visual noise, working up close with some of the ported models gives me a view of just how much fucking detail was packed in, which is really sad in a way because it probably goes under everybody's radar.

They must have worked so fucking hard making the complex textures for all of it to pretty much go to waste.

I wish the reaper would take a few fuckheads sooner. Putin's long overdue for either feeling despair at fading into the void of nothing and knowing he can't do fuck all to stop it or taking a fat fucking futa cock in hell.

Quote from: E on February 03, 2022, 09:54:45 PM

Doesn't it count as a vegetable if it has no brain activity though? Could eat my weight in dead chickens and get all the vegetables I need.

By that logic Joe Rogan would be a 5-a-day super food.

Sick burn man. Joe's gonna be in the ER after that one.

A personal challenge to see if I could switch from heavy art to humor since I want to make a gift for a co-worker who's retiring this year. She ain't a dark art kinda person.

Hey buddy. Got a surprise for you. I had the idea forming for a few months, maybe three ago or so. Hearing the six month sober mark prompted me to finish it. This is for you just in case I happen to pop my clogs before I get around to my business.

I share my work freely, so I hope you don't mind if I drop it here. But for you, later in the year I'll get this printed out onto canvas and you'll have the only physical copy of it. You've earned it buddy. That's the least I can do methinks, but it's something.

Doesn't it count as a vegetable if it has no brain activity though? Could eat my weight in dead chickens and get all the vegetables I need.

Posted in here before but may as well drop something since it's been a ride of a year or two. Personality fragmented again, just about offed myself in November, found some docs that are helpful for once, and am slowly having my organs liquified by being a depressed bag of potatoes for over twenty years. So here goes I guess.

Been a depressed bag of potatoes for twenty years or more so I was a depressed sack when I showed up here. My distrust of people meant I generally didn't talk about it or my life unless it bled out of me. I think I'm largely the same as I was then, and that's because the only emotions I can process are still here. Humor, empathy and sympathy, and being sad.

Over the last year I've done some work with docs. While not a comfort, three of them said the same shit to me. I've been through stuff that most don't ever even get in one lifetime, and that changes people emotionally. They all confirmed my suspicions. Had first suicide attempt when I was twelve. The will and want to die has never left me, but I managed to shove most of it into my sub-conscious and combat what's left by making promises to people I gave a fuck about that I wouldn't let it beat me.

How that's come back to bite me is through psychosomatic symptoms. My mini-heart attack in 2020 and what appears to be slowly failing organs and crippling fatigue is all the result of the background of my brain wanting to die being strong enough that it's winning slowly by shutting everything down. I've done cognitive behavioral changes on my own over the years, but the docs figured its time for drugs since my serrotonine and dopamine reserves are fried(mainly because my coping methods in the past were excessive gaming and internet usage)

I visited a grave marker for my SO in october, consciously changed some things in my head, and then fell apart in November. I've bouts of I guess what could be described as psychosis or something else, and whatever's left of me shifts around. I leave behind something of my personality while somebody else steps away, and that takes time to adjust to, as for a while I don't know who I am.

I used that to make improvements, at least. Mental changes to fight better. Meds are iffy. I adapt to them quickly, but they're giving me a leg up at least.

The sole main upside to this year is that I said fuck it and decided to turn one of my stories into a comic or graphic novel of some kind. Test of everything I've learned. I've learned more in the last month than I have in two years, which is great. I learn as I work, and I love the work. I think if all I had was projects like what I'm undertaking now to do for the rest of my life, I could manage with being an emotionally destroyed sad bag of potatoes, even if I don't manage to fix these things entirely.

I don't want to say that things are better. I'm still an emotionally crippled pile that's usually sad, tired, and terribly alone and unable to connect to people without immense difficulty. I feel like a sixty year old trapped in a fourty year old's body who happens to be twenty nine. A flesh carcass, if my humor speaks for me.

But for some reason I'm still trying to fight it. And that's okay. I die one day anyway. Whatever I do while I'm alive is enough because I won't have the opportunity for any of it one day.

I'm stupid happy with how this turned out. Took me days to think of how to portray it and days to put together because of it's complexity and it turned out absolutely bitchin.

new year new start

That's like me saying new year I'll have a year that isn't shit.

Not to dip my feet into forum politics I don't know shit about, but you're kinda you Class. My memory's poor but you're largely the same person you were before I dipped my sorry ass off all records for a few years.

I'm fuckin' mad nobody here wanted to post an unironic cringe joke about Dan's 69.

Let's go Dan, I'm up for some 69 action.

Quote from: CMD.exe on January 08, 2022, 12:09:40 AM

The new weapons aren't fun. In particular the Bulldog is an actual Nerf gun and the Ravager may as well be the Cursed Halo Reverse Throwing Pistol.

Bulldog is great bro. Easy two tap at the right range. 
It's no CE shotgun bit it's leagues above h3 or reach's.

Ravenger is hot fucking garbage tho yeah

To this day I don't even know how the CE shotgun functions in multiplayer. Explain it to me das. Is there like a magic range and headshot damage to get the perfect two tap or oneshot?

Best I can ever manage is leading four shots at point blank for a takedown and by then some sweatlord's already kenshiro'd me so I just bust a nut imagining I was skilled enough to get a quad shot.