mightguy15:Question, how much resemblance to the Pokemon must your character have? I'm thinking of a Pokemon that can suit Tsokaka, but it's one that kind of looks nothing like him unless I modify its shape.
It can look however you want. I’m going to invent brand new Pokémon for mine.
1) Spyro trilogy, but especially the first one (PS1)
2) Crash Bandicoot Warped (PS1)
3) Rayman 3 (PS2)
4) Pajama Sam in No Need to Hide When It’s Dark Outside (PC)
5) Magic School Bus: Human Body (I really love how unsettling and weird this game is) (PC)
I WAS MEANING TO REPLY TO THIS THREAD FOR AWHILE. now that I have a chunk of free time, I will do so immediately.
Adding Gideon to two characters with pre-existing mental health problems would not go well!
Dempsey + Gideon = DEMPSEON
Directly responsible for the destruction of space, time, and all matter. Combining their separate impulse control difficulties, awkwardness, hyperactivity, and emotional outbursts would concentrate so much madness into one single area that it would cause the universe to collapse into an infinitely dense point.
In all seriousness, Dempseon would have an extremely hard time functioning despite his intelligence and mechanical skill. Dempseon cries all the time and screeches whenever he encounters anything even mildly unpleasant. Gullible and easily fooled. Combining Gideon's artistic ability with Dempsey's knack for computers and tech would create a mad scientist who could build complex but useless robots. He would have a basement where he makes giant mechanical unicorns that can do things like recite the alphabet backwards or play 20 Questions, but can't do anything that has a real-world application. Dempseon could do great things, but he needs intensive therapy to get to that point.
Rhodes + Gideon = RHODEON
Rhodes and Gideon are both 3D artists, and Rhodeon is a sculptor with a strong tendency to become withdrawn and moody. Adding Gideon's drive to Rhodes' depressive tendencies would make Rhodeon motivated to work on his own art, although the art is often socially unacceptable and contains themes that make people uncomfortable. Uses art as a way to process emotions and trauma. Combining Gideon's and Rhodes' social awkwardness would cause Rhodeon to be tense in social situations--he wouldn't melt down catastrophically like Gideon does, but his reaction would be worse than Rhodes'. Overall, a depressed artist who has a decent work ethic but probably smokes all the time, is questionably medicated, and hates people.
mightguy15: Oh, shyt. Was it one of them political hot takes? If it helps, I think everyone agrees both presidential candidates are terrible.
Nope it wasn’t political at all, just venting. I deleted it on my own accord because I needed to get something out of my system and decided that people didn’t need to read it. I don’t want to answer more questions about it.
This happened back in high school soon after I got my drivers license, around age 17 or so.
It was a brutally cold night. I was at a family friend’s house to drop something off. The ground was covered in a thick layer of snow, but the roads were driveable—except for their driveway. It sloped downwards at a sharp angle and was caked in ice.
I tried to back out of the driveway, but got stuck on the part where it met the street. My wheels spun helplessly and I could not move my car to save my life. I thought that the ice was too slick for the tires to get a grip. A couple friendly neighbors saw me struggling to get out of the driveway and tried to push the car out into the street while I pumped the accelerator. But it was no use. My car was stuck.
I looked down at the center console and saw something that made my face shrivel up.
My parking brake was on.
I was desperately trying to get out of this ice-caked driveway, thinking that my wheels were spinning because it was too slick, but no, it was because I forgot to turn off my parking brake.
I deactivated the brake without telling the helpful neighbors what was really going on. I tapped the accelerator once and my car smoothly glided out into the road. I thanked them and went on my way.
I let the neighbors think that they helped me out of the ice. I drove away cringing, but thankful they hadn’t noticed that my parking brake was on the entire time.