Hello! Seen that Yuuma design discussion was coming, so.. i decided to insert my coin.
In my honest opinion, AI VOICE V.Y. Project Yuuma's design is not so mesmerizing, as VOCALOID official (Wakizashi) and famous fandesign (Roro 66) are more recognizable and iconic. They don't have to be laughed on, as if those were in the past.
AI VOICE V.Y. Project ≠ VOCALOID
P.S. You are nice artist, and it hurts to see that you have almost fallen to the level of those who say that "VOCALOID is dead. long live CEVIO, AI VOICE and SynthV!!11!". And for better understanding my point, recommend you to google "VY2" - results may like you.
oh no tumblr user the dragon girl 27 made one (1) meme about a vocaloid getting ported to a different software im sure that means she thinks vocaloid is dead and hates vocaloids
also outside of that post and this one kafu drawing (with miku in it), this Maki doodle and some of the characters in the background of this one frame of this one fanmade mv i made, I have never really posted any art publicly of any non vocaloid syths so i have no clue where you got that impression from.
also I dont get this us vs them mentality about voice syths, like you can be a fan of more than one software famsquad, we're all listening to singing anime robots at the end of the day.
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i do not have the time or energy to write it but i so desperately want a steddie roadtrip fic so here's something along that lines:
the two of them are sitting side by side in eddie's trailer, bleeding bruised and broken on too many levels and vecna is still out there somewhere and the clock chimed four times and maybe the world is gonna end in the next minute but its been ending for a few years now and steve at least can't work up the appropriate level of fear, he's got nothing in the tank after years of this shit, its like riding the same rollarcoaster over and over, eventually the thrills wear off and eddie has too much anxiety in the tank and hasn't stopped shaking since the last riff on his guitar in a fucked up mirror dimension, vibrating in a way that feels like its never gonna stop and maybe steve gets it cause he feels something bending in his soul, bending and cracking dangerously like a rubber band about to snap. so yeah the world is ending again but if they don't get out of hawkins for five freaking minutes they're gonna lose it and -
and so they do, steve has enough tucked away from his shifts and eddie has enough under his bed for a trip, not a long one but some gas money that'll take them beyond state lines and eddies van can just about fit a matteress in the back, curled up at the edges and threatening to launch them into the roof by a force understood only by the nerdiest of the kids and certaintly not the two men who barely fucking scraped by high school but motels are out of their price range and so off they go, hopper and joyce will hold hawkins together for a while, just this once steve is gonna let someone else hold the world together by sheer will and fuck you's. still he doesn't breathe easy for hours, checking the mirrors to see if the world implodes behind them. it doesn't but somewhere in his chest it does over and over…
steve drives and drives through landscapes that don't change and heat that never lets up until eddie snorts on a dry crackling laugh for a sign about the world's largest something or other and steve is turning off the highway before he even realises it cause why not? it's not like they have a plan? might as well. they deserve a good laugh. and fuck it he needs air that isn't pushed through the dashbourd or firing at him at high speeds through the window and its the first sound that eddie's made that's normal and not the left over echo of what they've been through
and its just there, this big stupid terribly made plastic tourist trap that's big but not as massive as the signs would conjure mentally and its terrible and guady and barely worth the pit stop but its so. fucking. normal.
so stupidly american apple pie normal and so so far away from the blood and screaming terror of the upside down that its kind of soothing to just stand there, squinting up at it in the dry heat and they spend half the day there watching the world go by next to this plastic attachment to a glorified public restroom and there are families and screaming children playing games and laughing and yelling about stupid things that don't actually mean anything in the grand scheme of it all and its normal. so god damn stupidly normal.
and by some unspoken agreement they pull out a map and take a shitty too bright pamphlet and mark every big attraction nearby and suddenly they have a plan
cause the world is ending and there's a ticking clock louder than a grandfather clock and steve and eddie need something that isn't wet cloying thundering darkness and snapping bones and falling ash that isn't really ash or anything terrestrial. something normal
so plastic shitty roadside attractions and room temperature gas station junk food and coffee that's sludge and grains it is. and somewhere between an angled mattress that keeps rolling them together no matter what they do and steve's hand on eddie's ever bouncing knee they become something more than friends and trench buddies thrown together by circumstance and kids with too much heroics and not enough self-preservation instincts and eddie is curling into him in the night without gravity and mattress springs to guide him and steve is actually listening when eddie talks about d&d instead of using it as white noise and the tapes become a mix of guitars and pop with only a little grumbling from eddie and they make a them. it's not a varsity jacket and going steady. it's not roses and dates. its shitty dinners and eddies threadbare band shirts that steve doesn't know but they're soft and smell like weed and sweat and a new kind of home. and it's the indents of eddie's rings in his skin and one of robin's hair ties that he's had in his pocket since the mall and now it's in eddie's hair and around his wrist. and its eddie way too close cause he never learned personal space and steve doesn't mind and grabs him and keeps him close and marvels in the full body laugh and the heartbeat under his skin. and its cigarettes and joints shared and held to each other's lips while one of them keeps their hands on the wheel and teasingly moved and chased and the grumbling that's worth a damn cause they can't help but smile at the other's antics. and its them.
just them.
and when he calls dustin and gets the inevitable speech to come home cause something is happening they do and they arrive a little lighter, a little less fucked up and the breaths come easier and they lean on one another as the world ends around them
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thank u @supernovasimplicity for the tag 💜
last song / current song: SOS by KANGDANIEL
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I plan on streaming at twitch around 11am EST on Saturday
so if you wanna see me make random art and rant about bullshit come say hi I guess.
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TRUEE. the anime of corpse party was literally so bad, i laughed when naomi died because it was just so... anti-climatic???
also, do you have any recommendations for gameplays to watch? i ran out of thafnine vods and i'm in search for more hirror rpg games to fuel my hyperfixation.
also have a lovely night, thank you so much for letting me ramble:)
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RIGHT RIGHT? and then the fucking ending with.. what, yuka and shinozaki holding satoshi's arms and nothing else? what kind of dog shit ...
OH OH so i know this guy's voice may be a bit monotone -- and he's also not a very small youtuber, but i'm gonna rec him anyways -- but manlybadasshero is quite literally the go-to guy for anything rpg maker! from obscure things to popular things, he's doing it, and i love him <3 he's how i found out about the ib remake! he'd posted a gameplay earlier in the day! (although by now i think it's yesterday)
also hey, any time! this blog is ramble central for anyone who feels the urge to! :D you have a good night (??) too!
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i watch zfg very frequently and I think one of the funniest things to come out of his streaming career is doing charity streams for Tackle Kids Cancer and it instead turning into zfg tackles kids
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