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After two or so years away from this site I've returned. Over the years of isolation from this site I've grown as a person. I've become interested and involved in theater, improv and writing. But now I return to where I spent so much of my childhood. I still remember coming here with my friend Sam and viewing some of the Flash cartoons here, it must have been, 7? At least seven years ago. But now I've remerged once more, as that one guy nobody knows about.
Salutations comrades of Newgrounds! It's double plus-god that we are now unblocked from freedom loving China! Yes I can now communicate with other patriots of China about the horrible amonts of crimethink created by the evil capitalist dogs! So let the Victory Gin flow freely comrades, but not too freely or we will become intoxicated and not be able to attend glorious lectures on The Obliteration Of The Self.
Good Day Comrades
My guinea pig Shorty died.
November 28 2005-November 18 2008
So an idea for an animation popped into my head, seeing as how I lack Flash I thought I'd post my idea up here.
Zoom in on a large skyscraper into the basement. This reveals a mundane call bank, a plain woman picks up the phone, and "Welcome to Newgrounds how I may help you?"
"A slightly high pitched, frantic voice replies, "Hi it's about my Gold Membership, I paid the fee but-
"The fee has been raised sir."
"Oh god, I can't afford an increase!"
"Very sorry sir but that's policy."
Cut to a pathetic man sitting on a foul looking chair, he's surrounded by junk and is currently typing franticly on a diminutive keyboard.
Shot to the screen reveals he's checking his profile, its light blue with several categories ranging from Friend lists, Pivot and music. The man watches in sadness as his profile reverts back to the standard, an off-parlour shade of blue, the man groans when his friend list is reduced to only 100 friends.
"This is madness! My friends will teach them who's who!" He roars in triumph.
He clicks the forum button , then attempts to select the General (coloured white) button. *UNAUTHORIZED ACCSESS PLEASE UPGRADE TO GOLD TO JOIN THE FUN* flashes in light red.
He stares in dismay at the screen, speechless.
The man slouches through a dirty apartment, various NG related paraphenillia dots the walls. He returns to the computer room wih a notebook and small pen, he begins writing/drawing feverochly.
Cut to several days later, there is a noticeabe buildup off grease on the mans shirt. He is shown clcicking onto Internet Explorer whilst revealing his desktop background, a logo of Newgrounds (light orange and white with an atrociously cute rendition of Alien Hominid's baby/bastard child, a log bears the saying, "All for all!"
The man clicks the submit page where he pays the mandatory 1$ submission fee then attempts to load his animation. A profanity laced rant against having the fee raised intercut with terrible drawings of various Japanese cartoons characters created using the same notepad and pen on the man's chest) he submits the piece, eagerly panting as the loading bar increases. The screen then flashes the now familiar *UNAUTHORIZED ACCSESS PLEASE UPGRADE TO GOLD TO JOIN THE FUN* message flashes across the scene. The man goes to his account page where he sees, to his horror a small ÈBAN message flashing in his chat box,
He clicks the box, sweating profusely. A message appears, 40 day ban, profanity (15), attempting to defile the wholesome name of Newgrounds.com (25)" U Guyz remember Pico, that guy as hella gangsta."
He sits there, deflated. The notepad on his stomach begins to toss and turn as his breathing increases.
He tears out of his computer room and begins a rampage. His bulletin board (self described, "Kawaii corner) covered in various atrocious fan drawings of Alien Hominid thrown to the floor. He picks up a small wooden figurine of a pumpkin and uses it to smash his various figurines to pieces. Pieces of cheap plastic and poor quality paint litter the ground as the man stands there, heaving. He runs into his bedroom and tears off all his stickers of Happy Faic throwing them into a pile. The man (now clearly enraged) runs to his fridge and returns to the chaos of his living room holding NG's official drink Grounderade. He opens every can pouring it onto the pile of stickers. He's now sobbing tears of infinite disappointment, and hatred. Several smashed DVD cases later he sits on his chair, sobbing. The computer begins to beep. The man glances over; his eyes intensify as he sees his nemesis Tom Fulp. Fulp is a large man, now 45 and having gone through several divorces he stands at a weight of 300. He begins to drown on, clearly aware of his sites change. The man looks squarely at Mr. Fulps face crying, it's when Tom makes some atrocious crack at a rival website the man breaks. He begins to moan and sob, clearly hating himself. Now Tom has become excited, he sways slightly when he talks pointing to a projector screen he proclaims, "Welcome to Newgrounds!"
So what do you think, anyone want to animate this beast?
Hi NG. My guinea poig (Shorty) is acting lethargic with crust around his eyes, we believe it's an upper respitory disease. We've had him for 3 or so years and he's pretty awesome pet. What's happening in your life?
Edit: He's not sick anymore....sweet!
I fineally submitted it! After days of splicing and badgering it's fineally done! Thanks Egoist for helping with it. Here is the , please review and vote fairly.
Hello NG. So now I'm fineally beginning to stich together my thing for the audio portal. Problem is I have no title. So NG what should the title be for my new series. And to refresh your emories (right because everyone reads this) heres some info about it.
The year, slash 25 (Federation of Lulz Date) marked by the continuation of a cold war between The Chan Legion and the LOL Consortium. Elsewhere in the Internet Civil War erupts in The Pornon Confederecy, all while the AIDS mines of the Federation run thin of lulz.While elsewhere whispers of a new power source emerge. But the Star Ship Cougar isn't involved with that on this day. No today they've been sent on an aid mission in the fringes of the Federation. Unconnected? Tune in to find out in:
Please ask any questions regarding the series here.
So I had decided to post up to 1000 times by the Olympics. Not only did I do that but look at the time. My thousanth post was made at 8:08 on 8/8/8. So NG did you do anything special for your first thousanth(sp?).
I've finished the script for it so now I need voice actors. I need one girl and all other roles are, or are being filled the female voice will be for the Doctor, the males will be for a Chanian( stereotypical Japenophile), Lead Engineer, First Mate and Captain. Please PM if interested and heres some delicious copy pasta.
In the year /25 (Federation of Lulz date) onboard the "account" (space ship) F.A.B. Cougar, set on a mission of exploration into unknown territory. They'll meet Chans, Pornons, and discover new sites (planets). Captain Bal and First Mate Tim encounter odd situations in this drama (or dead pan comedy) set to release in two or so weeks (if Audacity doesn't fuck with me).
Update: All voice actors found.
Hi Newgrounds. So seeing as I have no Flash I've decided to make an Audio. Not the standard music but a serial . The thing will be a parody of science fiction set in the Internet. It seems kind of stupid so comment on if you think it'll be a good idea, ask any questions about it.
It takes place in the year, /25 (Federation of Lulz date) onboard the "account" (space ship) F.A.B. Cougar, set on a mission of exploration into unknown territory. They'll meet Chans, Pornons, and discover new sites (planets).