cheesed-borger:

cheesed-borger:

magickz:

arizonabay:

Worked on this girl for 9 months. Now this new music video comes out and she’s immensely popular, arguably one of the most popular characters in the LoL universe.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m really glad she’s a huge hit, it’s super exciting to see so many people love the character design and the gameplay, and know that I contributed directly and significantly to the behind-the-scenes engineering that makes it all work. It’s validating.

But it’s also so fucking melancholy to know I did so much work and put in so much time for such a shitty company, run by shitty people, and the reward I got for it was unemployment. 

I threw a lot into this character. I cried at work. I started getting panic attacks, which I’ve never gotten before. I developed persistent heart palpitations from the daily overwhelming stress and had to go to the hospital (this is true, seriously.) I basically dropped all my friends outside of work. My manager (and his manager!) lied to me constantly to keep me working. They said I was doing a great job but to keep it up. Don’t worry, it’s going to turn out great, and it’ll all be worth it in the end – recognition, a raise, probably a promotion in short order. They promised me the world. When she was finally finished, I didn’t even get to go to the release party, they just walked me out. 

I remember a quote from my last day, it sticks out in my mind: “I know you realize this is really hard for me,” my manager said. Yes, in the end, when he awkwardly informed me I didn’t have my dream job anymore – or any job at all – and then stared back at my shell-shocked face, my thousand-yard stare, the only thing he felt was sorry for himself.

She launched with no major bugs and was considered a technical success. Doesn’t matter. Get the fuck out.

I don’t know how I feel. A weird sensation of pride and intense bitterness. I did a good job; at least, I think I did. Unfortunately, internal validation is the only kind I’m going to get.

Can we get proof or sources tho? Right now youre looking like a deactivated tumblr post which sets off “this is fake” flags.

Sorry if I’m replying to an older post, just looked through the comments to find somewhere to drop some sources. This isn’t directed at you in particular

Don’t wanna get reported for doxxing so I can’t directly link, but it was fairly easy to confirm his story by looking at his past posts and post archive on the wayback machine. Note that he publically linked all of his profiles through his tumblr.

His tumblr (which had existed since 2012 and mentions his work experience) linked to his linkedin,github,and now deleted Twitter, but you can still search for mentions of his username. His github links to his personal website which links back to those same github and linkedin profiles. He also used one username on every website except for tumblr.

Unless someone was impersonating this guy for literal years, it’s likely that he is who he says he is. This isn’t an accusation towards those who were suspicious, but if you’re skeptical of something, look into it to see yourself instead of making an assumption one way or another.

Also adding one more thing to these sources from arizonabay’s blog so my post doesn’t get buried in the comments: https://softlonelyprince.tumblr.com/post/180106181336/arizonabay-hey-so-i-have-a-lot-of-new

nancy–theslut–wheeler:

gallusrostromegalus:

artemisnightingale216:

gallusrostromegalus:

Someone in the Fort Collins Area owes me an explanation

So, I’m up at my parent’s house to return the power tools I borrowed and say hi, and I’m out walking the dogs. Got a leash in each hand, dual-weilding doggos. It’s a bit tricky but they’re used to this and don’t tangle as much and I’m the only person with good enough knees to stop them when they see snackable wildlife.

Anyway, we’re on the North end of the Poudre River trail, by overland, you know where that long bridge is? And I’m disposing of dog waste right before the bridge like a responsible adult when I hear what sounds like an ice cream truck playing “Yankee Doodle” at roughly five times the speed it’s normally played at and see the following:

There is a gentleman rapidly approaching our location who is also dual-weilding doggos, but in his case he’s got a pair of malamutes barreling down the trail at full Iditarod speed, clearly having the time of their lives. They’re hauling thier human behind them, whom I will describe from the top down:

He’s wearing a helmet, which is the only sensible thing going on here. He also has a magnificent handlebar mustache that is flapping joyously in the unusual October rain. He’s wearing a full body Spandex suit of such intensely clashing colors that is physically hurt to look at, but most importantly

He is riding

A unicycle.

It’s not a normal unicycle either this gentleman is towering over us mortals in an unreasonably massive unicycle, like he’d lost the back end of a penny farthing and decided that was an acceptable means of transportation. I see a device attached to the seat that looks like a pedal-powered music box which explains why my ears are being assaulted with the speed core rendition of Yankee Fucking Doodle. I do not see brakes.

I realize I have half a second to grab my own dogs before they decide to join or topple this strange Traveller from wherever Dr.Seuss books are set. I gather each animal under my arms and stand there with a collective hundred pounds of writhing canine under my armpits as the malamutes pick of speed and as they pass the gentleman cheerfully bellows something at me that I don’t hear because Arwen has already partially broken my hold and is attempting to climb on my head, presumably to launch herself at him.

And then he is gone.

We stand there, staring bewildered in the direction of his last known trajectory, listening as speedcore Yankee Doodle fades into the distance. Even after it is gone I still wait, because the trail ends in half a mile from here and I expect to here a crash, possibly even see a fire explosion. But nothing comes, only the sound of October rain and confused dogs.

So if you know of this gentleman and if he’s still alive/on the material plane, can you ask him something for me?

How the hell does he STOP?

Did you ever find out?

This happened an hour ago. I’ve barely had time to put the kettle on and tell y’all.

Gods I hope I see this guy around town, but I’m rarely that far north. Maybe he’s got a secret command for his dogs

*Party Horn Noise* DEMO RELEASE

pyreo:

wilson-makes-games:

undertale-dating-simulator:

Well, well, well.  Guess what time it is?

On April 21 2016, a large group of people got together with the plan to make an Undertale Dating Sim.

Today, we finally release a demo.  It isn’t exactly the vision we had in the beginning, but things like this never are.

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Link to Gamejolt for Download!

Please note that while we have tested this thing for over a month, there is always the chance we missed something.
Let us know what you think!

On a personal note, I want to take a minute to thank all of you for your never ending support, our giant crowd of testers, all the friends I have made in this project, and all of the people who put way too many hours to get this to become a reality.

I’m going to go sleep for about 48 hours.  Time for my determination to take a break.
~Wilson


It’s here! The long-awaited demo is finally here.

We’ve been through a lot here with this demo and I probably sound like I’m parroting Wilson over here but I wanted to take this chance to thank everyone who stuck with us and supported us through all of this, as well as everybody who has worked so hard to make a piece of our dream come true. I’m truly grateful for the undying love and support we’ve been shown.

I also want to take a second and thank Wilson here for putting up with all of us and helping us get this demo out! It’s been a bumpy road and I’m pretty sure there is some holy force at work here that has given you the patience to put up with us but I’m thankful nonetheless.

This project became my baby at some point during the creation of all of this and it’s making me kinda mushy just thinking about everything and releasing the demo. I love you guys and thank you!
~Becca

I made this.

Wilson why is your game calling me out like this.