This is a really great job. I've never seen anything quite like this and I really like that I can revisit it over and over and still enjoy it. Well done!
Fresh off the press:
(Gemini Gemtext)Enjoy!
This is a really great job. I've never seen anything quite like this and I really like that I can revisit it over and over and still enjoy it. Well done!
Holy mother of ASCII beauty this is bloody amazing! The details, the *perspective* on the tunnels, the... !!
\*This* is why I love the Internet!
Haha, glad my ninth grade art class vanishing point skills managed to amaze you:D
While I have you: Maybe you can clarify this myth about smudge for me!? Is it commonly agreed upon that he can talk or just part of your story/special gift?
Oh, and I hope it's okay that (in my mind) I picture you as that bear from the 1973 Disney Robin Hood movie!?:P
While I have you: Maybe you can clarify this myth about smudge for me!? Is it commonly agreed upon that he can talk or just part of your story/special gift?
Smudge... you mean the cat that hangs out with me? He goes by Smudge with you?
Be careful, he lies a lot, albeit the name part isn't a lie per se. T. S. Elliot got it sort of wrong, cats have *at least* three names, because they sometimes insist that some people call them by one name, and other people by some other name.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure he talks to anyone he fancies talking to. He just has a very cat-ish way of going about it -- he doesn't like to talk unless it's on his own terms. So if you try to strike up a conversation he'll usually ignore you or hiss at you. Then after a few days he'll jump on your table and ask you about the weather or something. Very spooky, I nearly had a heart attack the first time he did it. And I'm sure he talks to other cats, too, although I can't say I comprehend their meowing. His gift, not mine.
Oh, and I hope it's okay that (in my mind) I picture you as that bear from the 1973 Disney Robin Hood movie!?:P
That's my favourite incarnation of Little John!
Oh, not braking character, are we:P
Well, I've overheard people calling him Smudge. I don't know if that's another name or another cat.
It was also mentioned that he hangs out by the fireplace, yet I always meet him at the bar.
During my last visit I thought I heard him chime in, but there was so much noise...
When I was still using Y!M, my mom brought home a stray one day.
She called him The Crimson Corsair. Because of his fur.
Due to his tattoos, we then learned that he must have travelled over 400km from his previous can opener, where he went by the name of Fridolin.
As he kept roaming a lot, I am pretty sure he had many more... Never bothered to ask him, though, and now we're out of touch, too.
So if you try to strike up a conversation he'll usually ignore you or hiss at you.
Funny you would say that. I just witnessed something like that by the rail yard...you'll see, maybe.
That's my favourite incarnation of Little John!
Good taste, good sir! You just might become mine.
Well, I've overheard people calling him Smudge. I don't know if that's another name or another cat.
Oooh, no, I think that's another cat. The one that hangs out with me usually waits by the door, he rarely comes in, maybe sometimes in the winter? Says he doesn't like crowds. Maybe you've seen him? He goes by Constantine with me, after Constantine the Great. I'm pretty sure what he truly admires about the emperor's character is how he murdered like half his family and got away with it, but he's not very forthcoming about how he came up with the name.
I met him a few years ago in Ravenna and we've been best friends ever since. Well, okay, we fought once, when I told him about the king o' cats, that Charles fellow I wrote about a while ago. Some sort of a family feud between them, I don't really know the details. He gets grumpy when I talk about it. He apologized after a while but I know better than to bring it up again.
Due to his tattoos, we then learned that he must have travelled over 400km from his previous can opener, where he went by the name of Fridolin.
Hah, how appropriate! St. Fridolin, though renowned for his missionary work in what would be Southern Germany and Switzerland nowadays, was supposedly born in Ireland, and travelled all the way through Britain and France -- a very long way to travel in those times.
Good taste, good sir! You just might become mine.
Anyone knows a Gemini-appropriate alternative to the blushing emoji :-D?
Ah! I see now.
Maybe you've seen him?
Not yet, only opossums and the occasional gopher. Come to think of it, these opossums are said to be quite talkative, too.
Hah, how appropriate! St. Fridolin, though renowned for his missionary work in what would be Southern Germany and Switzerland nowadays, was supposedly born in Ireland, and travelled all the way through Britain and France -- a very long way to travel in those times.
An Irishman, you say!? That's some interesting trivia, and appropriate indeed. He was from Nuremberg, originally, if remember correctly. Constantine probably would have left, either. After all, that city has a history of prosecuting mass murders...
Anyone knows a Gemini-appropriate alternative to the blushing emoji :-D?
How about an Asciirage face:
_.-----------._
.' '.
/ ( ' ) ( ' ) \
| # ';-;-;-;' # | OH
| | STOP
\ / IT, YOU
'. \ .'
'-.__\_______.'
\|_.---.
|
Or in this context:
__ __ _
|-' '-' '-' | OH
[* <> * <> * <] STOP
<_)(')""(')(_> IT, YOU
==== / \ ====
'-.\`T'/.-' .-
\MWM( /-.
\vv _____/_)
|_.--. .(]_.' \
| > /
'_.---./__
Although it's the wrong John blushing here.