Weird thing about that, 6/7 characters are black despite their cultural background indicating that that wouldn't be the case, and the last 1/7 being an offensive stereotype of the average black man going out for smokes.
The walking stereotype who's a deadbeat father and offers people his soundcloud mixtapes is also the only one that's barely likeable and doesn't behave like a mood-swinging psychopath.
The walking stereotype who's a deadbeat father and offers people his soundcloud mixtapes is also the only one that's barely likeable and doesn't behave like a mood-swinging psychopath.
The walking stereotype who's a deadbeat father and offers people his soundcloud mixtapes is also the only one that's barely likeable and doesn't behave like a mood-swinging psychopath.
Watch Dogs 2 is the only game in the thread she spoke nothing but positively about and yet it still got a mediocre 6/10. Nothing is ever good enough for these people.
There's a list of all the characters (I believe) on the website. I, however, am carrying a massive hate boner over Dani being such a racist piece of grifting sea shit that I've chosen to redirect that energy into something slightly less productive than screaming in anger. Thus, I present to you:
THE STRUGGLING SINGLES IN YOUR AREA [VOLUME 1]
Born male, struggled with his homosexuality and feminine interests/habits since he was little.
Raised by a single mother who hated men because she only ever dated shitty men, like Emhari's absent father (who doesn't know his son even exists).
Grew up hating the masculine stereotypes because he didn't fit them and his mother honed in on those in particular, and many that came home often treated him like dirt as a kid.
First taste of friendship and belonging was pretending to be a girl called Emily on the internet and joining the One Direction fandom.
Shipped Harry/Zayn and used it as an outlet for his repressed sexuality, often indulging in fan works centered around the two
World crumbled when the group broke up but found another home with identity politics. Thought being non-binary was the answer to his internal strife. Went through a few iterations of himself, from Emily (she/her) to Em (they/them) to Emhari (she/he), which he believes his is truest self thus far
Still very gay but masquerades as a lesbian because he's only ever attempted and succeeded at making emotional connections with other woman and hates men; still fawns over fictional gay relationships and 'non-problematic' male celebrities to sate his desire to have cock in his ass
Big into the Youtube beauty community more for the drama and messiness than any interest in makeup
Vocal participant of the woke community, has a checkmark on Twitter, makes the most atrocious takes and enjoys chewing out people for braiding their hair because he's super African guise oh muh gawd
Could still make something of himself if he got therapy and properly reflected on himself instead of taking armchair advice from Twitter and unqualified dipshits on the internet and actually embraced himself for who he was: a flamboyant gay stereotype
Grew up in a shitty neighborhood with a 'problematic' culture when it came to parenting: single mothers were praised simply for being (technically) single and men accepted no responsibility for their actions, fucking this whore with five kids and that hole with one on the way
Feeling his only responsibility in life was to have a good time, Malik fucked bitches left and right whilst clinging onto his dream of becoming a successful rapper
Things took a slight detour when Malik got his first "you're the father" phone call a little after high school; it felt wrong to abandon the kid completely so he skipped college and got a job at the local Bopeye's to help with coin
The mother, of course, wanted nothing but money from Malik and made it difficult for him to see the kid, often keeping him at arm's length until he made a sufficient enough payment for the "child's" wellbeing
It wouldn't be the first time he was a dad but it would be the only time it was genuine, as a few of his meets would try to wrangle him into paying off their child expenses because he was moderately more stable than his peers
A loyal albeit loose fucker, Malik got his trust broken for the first time when he showed up to surprise his son on his birthday and found the kid's baby mama taking it up the ass from some random - which would have been fine, if she hadn't been emotionally trying to manipulate Malik while along draining his wallet
Deciding bitches weren't worth the hassle, Malik focused on his job and took to enriching himself by continuing to pursue his passion for music on the side
A man child to be sure, Malik was still a relatively balanced individual that spent a lot of his time off the internet, which led to a lot of confusion when being nice to a lady he wanted to fuck become more complicated that offering to pay for half the meal and being forced to listen her life's story on the first date
Doesn't know the first thing about identity politics and the woke rules of life but gets away with it because he's black
If she was born into a household with more money and vague links to the government, she'd be trying to make it into the history books of a deranged and mentally unwell individual on the internet
As it stands, she's an insecure girl with an unfortunate face who loathes all woman she believes are more attractive than she is (and that's a lot)
Still, #WomanSupportWoman because if they don't, how else does she get people to feel obligated to compliment her when she puts the bare minimum into her appearance
If anything, she goes out of her way to look worse to fly in the face of society's standards which are actually just her own ideals when it comes to beauty that she fails to meet
Her random Tumblr blog is her proudest achievement even though she had no more than 5k followers and 4,999 of them only followed her because she posted videos of people touching goo; conflated that with a couple thousand people actually giving a shit about her because her parents sure don't (and neither does anyone in the real world)
All of her Sims look like this (no interest in most games but Abby is a goddess and she will die hyping this game to her grave and any studio that pushes the correct agenda; loves the new G4, hasn't caught a single episode)
Collects labels like a sport because she has no personality and no interests of her own
Your typical boring Tumblr-era autistic woketivist
Has a brain, she's just completely and utterly wasted it due to laziness, her sheltered upbringing, a reluctance to ever in at fault for anything ever, and fearing feedback and criticism to the extreme
Self care is buying another notebook set she won't be using and 20 shitty badges representing whatever agenda will net her the most clout that week, and also begging her following to donate to her Ko-fi so she can survive as a minority in evil America
I've already spent too long on this shit and the hate boner has subsided for now. I'll be back for more if only to finish something as Dani continues not to.
Edit: the images were broken, hopefully that shit's fixed now. This is the dumbest shit I have ever posted and I regret it.
Can I just say, it fucks my sides hard seeing Dani get pissy over what other people gladly do for free. Bitch, nobody wants to pay you to say "WE WUZ KANGZ N SHEET"
Ugh. It's almost February again? Bleh. They're so fucking insufferable during should-have-picked-our-own-cotton history month. Of course, they're always insufferable, so I suppose it'll just be business as usual. Only with the media trying even harder to rub our noses in it.
I wish I could find a way to articulate this without being MATI but I can't. Dani is a piece of shit. She is the encapsulation of everything - every minute fucking detail - that I hate about the woke and their warped sense of entitlement and delusions of grandeur, racist cunts, and shameless e-beggers all wrapped in this singular collection of an ass that never stops shitting and farting out the worst possible takes, beliefs, and opinions that further poison the well of the internet.
You deserve to be one of the most paid people in the industry? Fuck you. You, honey, do not deserve fuck all. You have yet to complete cut up slice of your first game. You have yet to add anything positive to the gaming sphere. You have yet to help anyone other than yourself. You have yet to do anything noteworthy that shouldn't rightfully be mocked, laughed at, criticized, and scrubbed clean from this godforsaken earth.
Anita Screeeeing at least produced something—she diluted the minds of one too many galaxy brains and is a playbook for hack writers and creatives to fawn over and point towards when their shitty art tanks, but she's at least had some influence. For as awful as most woke efforts are in the gaming word, at least things like TLOU2 have impacted lives - positively or negatively, they have had a lasting effect on people. I don't personally like their work but they can point to something when huffing their own farts and stroking their egos.
Dani has failed to do ANYTHING beyond sitting on her ass, demanding money, insulting the world, and crowning herself the queen of who the fuck knows what. There is nothing good about this bitch. Not a redeeming quality under the fucking sun. I'm generally MATI over narcissists that can't make me laugh with their shenanigans to begin with so I'm railing this chick with a heavy bias but fuck, does she push all of my buttons.
Anyway.
STRUGGLING SINGLES IN YOUR AREA [VOLUME 2]
An unassuming, generally sweet theater lover and borderline hipster who used to find happiness in her day to day life. And then her first serious relationship (a little over 6 years together) fell apart.
Isabelle was miserable. And that was nearly unheard of for her. She had a healthy upbringing, a thriving and supportive social circle, and a great work/life balance. Dealing with her first taste of grief, in a way, was hard.
Hard and also an excellent excuse for her to be overly dramatic and not have anyone call her out on it. Because it wasn't over an incorrect order, her jeans not fitting quite right, or her hair not doing exactly as she wanted that morning. It was the end of a relationship and that was deserving of some self pity, surely.
Isabelle bathed in it. She reveled in it, she lived it. It was her new source of dopamine; knowing that someone finally cared of her whenever she cried out in pure agony, unlike that ungrateful ex-boyfriend of hers.
It was also time for her to love herself. Rather than looking at the problems in her relationship and trying to understand why her partner asked to call it quits, she opted to blame him for everything. All of his faults exaggerated, all her little annoyances now repeated instances of abuse and micro-aggressions. (It helped that the bastard was white. #FuckWhitePeople)
Her habit of comfort eating spiralled out of control. Originally a dainty young lass, Isabelle was nearly unrecognizable two years post-breakup. She hated the stretch marks, the saggy skin, the bumps and lumps. But a strong independent woman was better than being skinny for the eyes of other men. She continued to expand with gusto.
"I love myself!" she chimed as she dyed her hair, imitating the trends of some of the young girls in her class. "I love myself!" she bellowed, slowly cutting up pieces of her wardrobe to fit and stretching out every bit of elastic she owned. "I love myself!" she cried, taking pictures of her claw nails and painstakingly applied makeup.
As she nears 30 and her love life remains untouched, her prospects shrunken and her body and self of self inflated beyond belief, Isabelle has come a pitiful replica of her old self. Faked delight, sarcastic joy on behalf of others, only happy for fleeting moments and when a pretty cake is on her plate.
"We were rooting for you, we were all rooting for you," her friends think to themselves as they unfollow her on all social media, block her number, and officially eject the corpse of their old friend from their social circle
David Bowie was his inspiration but he has only ever cited Prince as his favorite musician when asked because one of the two wasn't quite black enough for his friends' tastes.
Grew up in a suburban town with a middle class family that lived a relatively normal life. Rocky (born Richard Harrison) was born to a father with a love for all things rock and roll. They would bond over this as Rocky grew, dad sharing stories of his glam rock band dreams and how many concerts he tried to sneak into with Rocky's mother.
Level-headed and self-assured, Rocky excelled in academics and thrived in social environments from a young age. It wasn't until high school that is self confidence began to shake.
As a black kid, some of his peers expected Rocky to behave a certain way. He didn't know the first thing about hip-hop, he spoke like a white suburban kid, and he wanted to be the hoe, not get them hoes. To his classmates, this was a problem.
Thankfully, having such a strong relationship with his parents meant Rocky had somewhere to go when all the social pressures began to weigh on him. His parents encouraged him to fly in the face of people's expectations and be the best him that he could be. Thus, Rocky Harrison was born.
Wielding a hefty amount of bravado, Rocky made it through high school with the mantra: I must be better than everyone I hate!
University was a different experience. Girls fell over themselves to wear him as a bag and badge to cement their ally-dom, some guys were gay and actually flirted with him, and he discovered the difference between enough and maybe too much makeup.
Upon leaving university, Rocky had truly come into himself. Yes, he was flashy beyond belief at times - he enjoyed it and wasn't bothering anyone, so what? He knew he was more than his looks, 'aesthetic', and all the little parts of himself he didn't choose. Thank god his parents made sure of that.
Is still prone to making absolutely shitty takes on Twitter because he never reads articles or looks into the drama of the day, and mostly just wants to make a zinger that'll get him a shit ton of likes and interaction.
Still struggling to find a man who gets it though. The darkest corner of his life is his dating history and after the brief health scare on Grindr, he's trying to avoid the 'no strings' end of the pool.
His father made a beloved, genre defining film in the 80s that spawned into a franchise with several entries that fail to meet the quality of the first, despite more money, more expensive actors, and more experience. The reboot will once again be directed by his dad (who wrote and directed the first film), rather than just having a producer credit. The fans are very excited about it. Keaton knows it's a cash grab and will absolutely be shit.
Was kept out of the spotlight growing up and it helped, somewhat, until Keaton joined social media and everyone chasing a lick of relevancy and clout started hitting him up like a dealer on Oscar's night.
A boring "won't like it if it's cool" type of kid, his favorite films are about as obscure to any film lover as Star Wars is to a nerd. Good thing he's gravitated by absolute normies; it helps him feel important and very smart.
Likes attention and is stuck in a ping-pong match of wanting his father's approval and going out of his way to bust the old man's balls to get a minute or two of his time.
"It's not a phase, mom!" he yells from his bedroom before gleefully sliding on his Leatherface pajamas and playing a few rounds of Dead by Daylight with the least rock/grunge/emo/gothic Spotify playlist imaginable on repeat
Wants to make something of himself, if only to prove that he's more than a pretty face (what girls see him as) and a useless son (as he believes his father sees him); struggles with knowing what to apply himself to when he has all these piercings to maintain, an image to uphold, and a mild case of undiagnosed depression.
A snivelling coward in reality (with that get up? I know, you're shocked) but that's why he tries to avoid confrontation. That and the "white-passing" bullshit but he knows better than to do anything stupid before he needs the publicity for his first film. He's thinking Get Out meets Alien meets IT.
(It will be an unspectacular yet overly ambitious failure. He will cry over the lackluster reception to his magnum opus. He will watch maybe a movie essay to reassure himself that even the greats can suck too. The script will still make it into the hands of some exec because his father is trying.)
Continues to act somewhat homeless to attract genuine friendships only to be insulted for his greasy hair, smelly hoodies, and peculiar dye job. Believes he's doing better than most at his university and so chooses not to change.
Will either grow into an iDubbz post-thotwife, Anthony Fantano post-heel turn, an unremarkable yet 'relatable' movie "reviewer", or a semi-well adjusted trust-fund hire that surprises the entertainment industry by actually creating something worthwhile outside the internet bubble. Only time will tell.
I feel like even the ones who are 50 minority pileups whose personality begins and ends at hating white people could still be decent characters if that shit was actually treated as a flaw, and their good end involved them maturing and growing past that shit. But yeah as is now, I have to agree that Malik and the Italian edgelord are the best characters for the reasons other people have stated.
Since Yolanda is Dani's self insert I fully expect her to be the most obnoxious and the biggest Mary Sue of them all, since no way a narcissist like Dani isn't gonna go full Bella Swan with her self insert.
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It’s because he’s the only normal one. Who wants to date that big ugly bitch? Woketards have to stop pretending they can redefine beauty.
There's a list of all the characters (I believe) on the website. I, however, am carrying a massive hate boner over Dani being such a racist piece of grifting sea shit that I've chosen to redirect that energy into something slightly less productive than screaming in anger.
Huh, either a number of artists walked off, or the mockery about the different styles for the characters irritated Dani, but it looks like they have a uniform style now.
Characters are all still ugly, but at least they look like they were drawn by one person, not 12 individuals
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It’s because he’s the only normal one. Who wants to date that big ugly bitch? Woketards have to stop pretending they can redefine beauty.
Cry me a goddamn river, Dani. He's the only one who doesn't look like a Tumblr Hoe Parody and thus the only one worth a damn. How fucking laughable that this bitch is crying about how her fandom interacts with her "work".
She should be lucky, she even has a fanbase with how shit her product is not to mention the disaster that was the money management of the Kickstarter.
But then again, I expected nothing different from a woke grifter nigress.
Huh, either a number of artists walked off, or the mockery about the different styles for the characters irritated Dani, but it looks like they have a uniform style now.
Characters are all still ugly, but at least they look like they were drawn by one person, not 12 individuals
If you asked them about it before, they made up some pretty longwinded tweet just peddling bullshit:
But I guess Dani thought she wasn’t getting enough shekels, so they proceeded to pull another BS excuse:
so the current sprite artist is @punkaches and her art’s pretty good IMHO. Unfortunately, not even the talented of artists could spruce up validate’s designs. CG artist is @noahdeaart.
Not sure if they’ll keep to one, but it seems their former CG artists have all been laid off. One in particular is even dealing with a nasty breakup: