*If you hit J on your keyboard you can miss this whole angry rant. Otherwise, thanks for listening.*
THIS IS SOME HORSESHIT TUMBLR!!!
Ok, ok ok ok ok so you may or may not remember this AMAZING game called Freakyforms: your creations alive, for the 3DS. For those who aren’t familiar, it’s basically a character creator with a few platformer elements squeezed in at the last minute
(they threw some RPG elements in the second game but meh whatevs).Its not the best game in the world if you’re into……games…but I love it all the same. Freakyforms and freakyforms deluxe was and will always be my most favorite game of all time no matter how many versions of pokemon they come up with ( and I would run through a busy highway for the demo of Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire).For an artsy fartsy type like me the character creator was enough and I made like over 150+ formees each with separate and unique backstories (real nerd shit, you know).
Now imagine pouring my heart and soul into making these guys and not finding a SINGLE ONE in the tumblr search engine. “Freakyforms,” “freakyforms,” “freaky forms,” “freakyforms deluxe,” I’ve tried them all and I got NOTHING!!! Oh and they’re all tagged properly, you can bet your ass they’re tagged properly. I mean formplanetmars wasn’t the most popular blog, I had like 77 followers and my post got like 4 or 5 likes a piece but FUCK can I get a LITTLE recognition for these guys? I mean I’m not looking for the blog to blow up over night, clearly that’s not the case since I run this art blog now, but I won’t let formplanetmars get swept under the rug! I just want people to acknowledge these guys exist even if just one or two show up in the search results! If freakyform versions of Pikachu, Mario, or Batman show up in a search why can’t just ONE of Planet Blackstar’s (
yes, I was into Soul Eater)citizens make the cut. Representation in such a tiny niche fandom is all I ask for.
In conclusion, Fuck you search engine, your broke my heart :/
(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)
Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”
Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”
Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”
Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”
Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”
(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)
Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”
(He turns to his blonde companion.)
Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”
(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)