To commemorate the end of Car Boys I put together a playlist of all the music that appeared in it (mostly according to the credits). I also designed some rudimentary album art for it. Please enjoy one of my favorite OSTs from one of the best tv shows/let’s plays/cinema events I’ve ever seen.
A short lip sync I forgot to post. It was done very quickly, we had about 5 days. And also I did the voicing because the school asked for this Apocalypse Now scene where the offscreen narrator says these lines in the past, with no emotions at all. Worst choice ever for a lip sync. So yeah I did what I could aha
We’re excited to announce not one, but TWO new guests for Kumoricon 2017!! Help us welcome Josh Grelle and Jerry Jewell!!
A native Texan and avid anime fan, Josh Grelle has been working in voice work for over 10 years. After starting with ADV Films in January 2004, Josh was quickly bombarded with tons of in-booth experience on a wide range of shows, including Wedding Peach, Steam Detectives, 009-1, and the legendary Gatchaman. He began working for FUNimation Entertainment in 2006. Since then, he has starred in numerous titles; his most famous being Kenichi in Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple.
Other roles include Armin in Attack on Titan, Kyohei in The Wallflower, Kouichi in Linebarrels of Iron, Yuki in Future Diary, Itsuki in Initial D, and Kuranosuke in Princess Jellyfish. More recent roles include Chow from Starship Troopers: Invasion, Nicky in Mass Effect: Paragon Lost, Kazuya Aoi in Freezing, Yuji Sakai in Shakugan no Shana, Akihisa Yoshii in Baka and Test, and Komatsu in Toriko. Aside from anime, Josh has lent his voice to a number of video games, including Sima Shi in Dynasty Warriors 7, Xbalanque in Smite, Dave in Borderlands 2, and the voice of the “energetic” custom character in Dragon Ball Z: Ultimate Tenkaichi.
With over 150 credits to his name, Jerry Jewell can be heard in a wide variety of shows. He’s probably best known for his roles as Kyo Sohma in Fruits Basket, Jimmy Kudo in Case Closed, Barry the Chopper/Number 66 in Fullmetal Alchemist and Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Claire Stanfield in Baccano!, Russia in Hetalia: Axis Powers, and Lau in Black Butler.
Recent roles include Aion in Show By Rock!!, Momotaro Mikoshiba in Free! Eternal Summer, Yuma Isogai in Assassination Classroom, and most recently Kusuo Saiki in The Disastrous Life of Saiki K and Victor Nikiforov in Yuri!!! on ICE.
Other popular roles include Lyon in Fairy Tail, Taira in Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad, Kaworu Nagisa in the Evangelion movies: 1.0, 2.0, and 3.0, Happiness Bunny in Shin-Chan, Rin Tsuchimi in Shuffle, Zelman Clock in Black Blood Brothers, Dio in Casshern Sins, Suzaku and Jin in Yu Yu Hakusho, and Akito Hayama in Kodocha. He can also be heard in Dragon Ball, Eden of the East, Ouran High School Host Club, One Piece, Tsubasa, Trinity Blood, Soul Eater, and a lot of other things that he may or may not remember or admit to.
Having worked as a voice actor for FUNimation since 2001, Jerry has taken on a different role at FUNimation, that of ADR Director. His first show was Blood-C, followed by Shakugan no Shana III, Toriko, We Without Wings, Senran Kagura, Kamisama Kiss, A Certain Scientific Railgun S, episodes 313-324 of One Piece, Is This a Zombie?, and Free! Eternal Summer, to name a few. Jerry is honored to have the opportunity to work with a very talented and dedicated group of people at FUNimation who take the quality of what they do very seriously. Well… seriously enough.
This will be Josh and Jerry’s first time at Kumoricon!!!
A/N: I changed from my last post and I now write as “she/her” instead of “me/I” as I like the sound of it better! Please tell me what you think!
Out of every, possible event, she hated Tony’s “celebration parties” the most. They could have gone one a stealth mission and gone unnoticed to the world, yet he would throw a party for their victory and people would show up clueless, desperate to mingle with the mighty Avengers. It was pathetic, if she had a say in it, both from Tony’s part and the guests, but there was little she could do about it apart from not attending the party itself.
She usually ended up working in some form instead, either training or doing paperwork. This particular time, training sounded more needed.
They had came back from their mission a two weeks prior and she had spent those weeks resting. God knows she needed that time off but her body couldn’t rest for long before it began to crawl with anticipation for any kind of action. Whatever action she could get from training would have to suffice.
She entered the gym, which was eerily empty of course as everyone was having a grand ole’ time a couple of floors above. She didn’t have to worry about any machines she wanted to use being occupied however or having to hold back grunts and brutal expressions, which was a nice change.
She got on the treadmill, wanting to warm up a little with a two mile jog or something along those lines. She increased the steepness and put the speed on medium and created a steady rhythm in her movement. It was calming, feeling her body in synch with what seemed like the world. Her mind drifted from reality and to not, back and forth. She went over a few work-related things in her head that she had to remember, thought about that trip to the Caribbean she had wanted to go on for years. Before she knew it, the timer went off, indicating that her two miles were up.
She climbed down the treadmill, her mussel warm and ready to continue working out. The only problem, she could feel the stitches hurting.
After their mission which was to hunt down a group of people who had gathered way too much chitauri technology for both their good as well as everyone else’s, she had gotten a little roughed up. Some guy might have stabbed her with a blade made out of chitauri metal. She was sick for five days with alien-fever, or whtever, whilst Bruce’s serum worked its wonders slowly, and the damn guy who stabbed her managed to pierce the bottom of her left lung of course. It had been painful to breathe the first week but after that it had became easier, and if she rested any longer, she would loose her mind.
She got onto the bench press, grabbing the weight that was still resting on it which was decent enough. She clutched her hands around the iron bar and took a few, steady breaths before raising it above her head. Her mussels tensed as she began to heave the bar up and down, sweat beginning to form at her hairline. She could feel the burn beginning to build up in her arms and she smiled, feeling like she was returning to her normal self again. Training was a big part of her life. Seeing as she had no powers or intense background story, training was all she had to remain qualified for the team.
She could practically hear it.
The weight fell behind her head and tumbled onto the floor as she rolled to the side, falling to the ground with a loud and abnormally painful thud. Her hand clutched over her ribs where blood had already started drenching her white shirt. Her breaths became more shallow and extremely more difficult to take. No doubt, blood was beginning to fill up her left lung. She tried to sit up at least, but a wave of pain shot through her body, making her head involuntarily fall back against the floor.
She attempted to put pressure on the wound that had split open as she felt more blood run down the side of her chest. That hurt more than anything however and a strained cry left her lips. Her throat felt dry but gradually the test of iron became more prominent. She tried to swallow it down and winced at how painful that was too, feeling numb from the pain that she kept going through.
“F-Friday?” She called out, hoping Tony hadn’t muted her for the evening, if that was even something he could do.
“How can I assist, Ms. Y/L/N?”
Oh thank god. “I need h-help… I’m bleeding I- I can’t… I can’t breathe.” Her chest was practically jumping up and down from the short and ragged breaths her body allowed her to take.
“Contacting all team members.” She informed much to her relief. A few seconds passed of silence however which I she didn’t necessarily like. “I am unable to reach most of the team but I was able to contact Mr. Barnes.”
That would have to be good enough.
She remained as much pressure to the wound as she could but panicked as she felt blood reach her elbow. She glanced down, feeling faint at the size of the puddle which had formed around her. She was loosing blood, fast, and Tony’s damn party was ruining everything.
The door to the gym bursted open within barely thirty seconds and Bucky emerged in the doorframe, his chest heaving up and down rapidly and fear taking over him as he saw her laying on the floor. He was frozen in place for a few seconds, eyes blown wide.
“Oh god…” He rushed to her side, kneeling in the blood and removing her hand over the wound, whimpering at the sight before covering it with his own. She cried out in pain again as he put more pressure on it than she had herself, her heart rapidly beating at the increased pain which was unbearable. “I- I don’t know what to do!”
She met Bucky’s ice cold eyes, unable to focus properly as the faintness became stronger. “I don’t know e-either…” She admitted with a forced smile, revealing her blood stained teeth to Bucky who whimpered again.
Bucky looked down to her face as She lazily glanced up to the ceiling. He could see how dazed she was, how hard it was for her to breathe. Every fiber in his body wanted to do something but none of the options that came to his mind sounded any good, but he didn’t have much choice.
“Listen, Y/N. I’m going to pick you up now, okay? I need you to keep pressure on that wound for me. Can you do that? Y/N?”
He tried to contact her which became more difficult by the second. She managed to nod however and placed her bloody hand over his before he pulled away.
He put his metal arm under her back and his flesh one under her thighs, as steadily as possible raising her off the ground and feeling his heart rip at the weak sounds that left her lips from the torture she was under. He carried her out of the gym and his hearing listened to nothing but her breathing which he could swear became shorter and shorter.
“You with me?” He questioned as they reached the elevator, the doors opening up as they approached. She hummed quietly which was as good of an answer as he was going to get. He told Friday to take them to the others. He really couldn’t care that there would be a hundred guests on that floor. Y/N was far too hurt for him to care about some random people seeing her half dead in his arms, her blood covering both herself and him.
As the elevator slowed down and they reached the party deck, it felt as of time slowed down too. Bucky felt adrenaline rush through his system as the doors open and the crowded room came before him.
“Steve!” Bucky screamed as loud as he physically could, the entire floor becoming dead silent by his thundering shout before erupting with yelps and gasps of shock. Tony was the closest and dropped the drink in his hand, the glass shattering and its pieces blending with the champagne. Bucky fell to his knees and placed Y/N on the floor, his jaw clenching as he saw how pale her skin was.
“I didn’t know what to do.” Bucky stated as Tony knelt on the other side of her limp body, beginning to look over her injuries. Steve was pushing through the crowd towards them and soon reached them, his mouth dropping upon seeing Y/N and all the blood on both her and Bucky.
Tony raised her t-shirt to her chest, seeing the wound which had opened right up.
“Her stitches have been ripped. We need to get her to surgery, now! Where’s Banner?”
“I’m right here.” He just came to the scene and Natasha and Thor were not far behind. Clint, Sam and Rhodes glanced back to her with worry from time to time but had all mutually understood that the guests couldn’t be left alone. The three of them created a small barrier and kept reassuring the guests that everything was alright, although it was far from.
“Bu-” She tried to say Bucky’s name but her voice betrayed her. “I-”
Her breathing became alarmingly shallow and rapid, fear filling her eyes as she could tell herself that she was slipping.
“No…” Bucky said, a year rolling down his cheek as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth and bit down. Everyone around him were in panic, hurrying for the things she needed, trying to save her. He just watched her as her face stilled and her chest fell flat against the floor, the life running out of her eyes until they were still as stone, staring right into his. “No…”
He pulled her into his arms, not listening to Tony or Bruce or even Steve. He pressed his lips against her forehead, rocking back and forth in panic as she laid there, dead.
He sat by the hospital bed where they had put her, eyes stinging red and his fingers fidgeting with the fabric of the hospital bed. He rocked back and forth subtly, anxious beyond compare. God, he had feelings for that women and he never even got the chance to tell her.
“It should be wearing off.” He said impatiently, watching Y/N’s pale face which appeared so lifeless he almost couldn’t look at her. Her pale lips were still stained red from her blood and it looked as if she would never wake up.
“It is.” Bruce tried his best to sound reassuring, and he did a good job, but Bucky didn’t care. He listened to the beeping of the heart monitor and studied her body like a hawk would its prey. Every movement he detected, every rise and fall of her chest. He noticed how her closed eyes tightened and how she sighed more deeply.
“Y/N?” His hand clutched hers, avoiding the clasp around her finger with a long wire from it. He watched as her eyes groggily opened and a smile spread across his face, tears welling in his eyes that he couldn’t care less about if she noticed.
Everyone could feel the electricity between the two of them, even Vision who had little to no grasp of the concept of love. Everyone could see it but the two of them it seemed. They were honest to themselves, at least. Bucky knew how he felt for her and she knew how she felt for him, but they were blind when it came to seeing one another.
When she had been stabilized, everyone had left her be as they knew Bucky would want to be alone with her until the second she woke up. It didn’t matter if it would have taken a week. Bucky would have stayed awake every minute incase she ever needed him. It was a mystery how Y/N couldn’t see that and it was a miracle that Bucky hadn’t been able to see the pure admiration in Y/N’s eyes every time they spoke to one another. The two of them took the saying of “love is blind” to a new level.
“Hey…” He continued to smile as her eyes met his, his flesh thumb moving back and forth softly over her hand. “You left us there for a moment.”
She sighed again, trying to gather herself as the sedatives and painkillers were still dozing her off. “You did?” Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion, looking for affirmation in Bruce who stood behind Bucky.
“We did.” Bruce confirmed.
“You want to know something cool though? Or something I know you’ll find cool, at least?” Bucky wanted to lighten the mood as he knew that’s what she wanted. He watched the curiosity begin to eat at her as he dragged out the moment.
“Just tell me!” She said impatiently, her normal character detectable.
“Thor had to use his hammer to jumpstart your heart.” He grinned and she gasped, lips parting and eyebrows raising.
“No. Fucking. Way.”
“I’m not kidding. We didn’t have time to get a proper defibrillator, so Thor improvised.”
“Ha… Wicked.” She let out an airy laugh, smiling. “One of you better have that on film. I swear, that’s going on my resume… Y/N, trained in hand to hand combat with the Avengers, electrocuted by freaking Mjölnir and still alive.”
Both Bruce and Bucky laughed when the door to the hospital-like room opened up.
“There she is!” Natasha emitted as she and Steve entered the room. She carried a bouquet of white tulips in her hand, knowing they were Y/N’s favorite. “How’s our idiotic friend, who though training after being stabbed in the lung was a good idea?”
Y/N flipped Natasha off, laughing before pain took over her features, her hand instinctively moving to her chest. “God that hurts.”
“I’m putting you on a three week rest this time. No lifting weights, you hear me? No training.” Bruce warned her and she saluted, confirming that she had indeed heard. Bucky watched as she slowly began to recover and act as herself again and it brought warmth to the old man’s heart. He had watched her die, watched her heart stop, yet only moments after waking up, she was back to normal.
Maybe it was the fighting spirit in her, or the pure joy she always carried around, but there was something about that girl that set her apart from everyone else in the best of ways.
I’ve been sleeping all the time lately. I’ve been stressed and snappy. I thought my depression was coming back. A couple of weeks ago I was having a really bad episode where I just. Could not. Think. I had to walk out of my lab early and go to the doctor for a medical certificate yadayadayada and she does a blood test for the heck of it.
Turns out I’m not depressed!!! I’m just super anemic!!! And it feels really similar?????? Like there’s no overwhelming feeling of hopelessness which is nice but the crabby attitude and sleeping all the time and not thinking straight feels super similar to some of the stuff i was going through in 2015.
So my ladies and other afab individuals bc this happens more to us: If you can, please get your iron levels tested. In Australia these consultations are typically bulk billed (read: free) and holy shit if ur depressed and need to get ur iron up to normal it won’t cure anything but it’ll at least make u better equipped to deal with the situation.
Did you know that you can straighten heat-resistant wigs with a regular clothes iron? People straightened their hair with them for decades before the handheld flatiron was invented, and it also works on wig fiber.
Some tips: - Set the iron to the lowest heat possible. You may want to use a pressing cloth to protect the fiber more - This works best on parts of a wig (or bits of fiber, like this photo) where it can be laid flat. If ironing an intact wig, place the wig on a wig head clamped to the ironing board and just iron the parts you can lay flat on the board - Work with small sections of hair at a time - Comb the wig out first. Should go without saying, but it should be tangle-free. - Test the iron in an area you don’t mind frizzing or melting first. Make sure that the wig can handle the amount of heat you are applying. - Apply firm and even pressure, and make sure you have a good speed – don’t go too quickly, but also don’t leave the iron in one place for too long. A couple of seconds in an area is plenty. - Make sure you pull the curls flat as you go, especially as you flatten them more, to ensure that the fiber stays nice and flat with no kinks or waves - I have found it easiest to start at the top and work my way down
It’s not perfect, and a handheld flatiron is faster and easier to use, but in a pinch, this method works, as you can see in the before and after image above. YMMV, depending on wig fiber and your iron’s temperature, but as long as the wig can withstand some degree of heat, you should be okay – this was cut off of a very cheap Ebay wig that I seriously doubt could take high heat, for reference.