HatchetHaro

technical art and programming for video games

English, Cantonese, Mandarin, German, Japanese

I’m native at the first two, fluent in Mandarin, currently learning German, and Japanese I learned by watching Puyo Puyo gameplay.

you’re mixing up sex and gender.

sex is the genitals you are born with.

gender is a societal role, stuff like “males are supposed to be strong and emotionally distant” and “females are supposed to be beautiful and submissive to males”.

one does not necessarily have to lead into the other equivalent. why can’t men wear dresses and makeup? what makes something “boyish” or “girly”? why does a “male” or “female” label define what a person can and cannot do for the rest of their life? do they not get a say in what they want to be defined as?

the only, only useful thing about biological sex labels is for medical and sexual purposes, and yet we base almost everything else in life and society around it. that’s just an inefficient use of space on an ID card.

Oh man, I had that phase in my teenage years where I was absolutely obsessed with all that EDM music. My tastes are more varied now but I still enjoy those absolute headbangers.

• I.Y.F.F.E - Jurassic
• Lock N Bounce - Illusions
• Rameses B - Full Force
• xKore - Full Russian
• RIOT - Overkill

Monstercat Uncaged is still a great label to search through if you want more of this high energy stuff.

no you become a YCH

i didn’t learn art from tutorials; it’s mainly some passion, some practice, and then going to art school where i learned new techniques, then stopping and finding my true passion in game programming.

anyway, a couple of tips:

• draw what you see, not what you think you see; to illustrate, take a picture, flip it upside down, and try to copy that in procreate
• pay attention to negative space; that’s the space between objects. if you’re drawing a still life of a fruit bowl, focus on area around the fruit bowl.

so you’re saying that big bara men powerfucking each other is the gayest thing in existence?

i’m down.

yo his work is sick

there’s always going to be this stigma against .ml users due to how the .ml instance was formed and how the general userbase behaves.

the good news is that you are always free to switch instances if you find out that you dislike the instance you are currently on. while your posts, comments, and “karma” won’t transfer, you can transfer everything else such as the communities you follow, your settings, and your blocklist.

i mean, if you say so.

oh good, i’m gay so i don’t have that problem. whew, glad my manhood is safe.

i’d call them “pricks” but you do you

the way i see it, “folks” can refer to a more traditional group of people, most likely rural, and you wouldn’t call nobles or people of other high status “folks”.

but also i doubt people think it is problematic; it’s just a quirk of the English language that “chat” emerged basically out of nowhere with the closest analogue being “audience”.

i mean, “habit” is a weird word for it. i’d call it more of a trend. “brain rot” seems like an adequate description.

it comes from streamer culture where streamers would refer to their audience as “chat” because the chat box is the main way for viewers to interact with whoever they are watching.

the funny thing is that that’s the icon for adobe illustrator.

inkscape ftw

not everyone lives somewhere where it is socially acceptable to be LGBTQ.

i feel like this YT short might help explain it.

blueprint work in unreal engine.

i simultaneously love making a big fuckin mess of the nodes like it’s a wall of modular synths and cleaning it up into neat blocks.

bro that is manly as fuck. keep doing you because it’s hella manly to be gentle and caring and nurturing.

you need to stop worrying about all that “not alpha/sigma male = not attractive” self-doubt. you also need to stop worrying about your attractiveness. you’re already attractive to some people. just find people you really enjoy hanging out with one on one, and eventually you’ll land a partner.

reading this was like watching a train wreck, and the final sentence sent the train plowing straight into me.