I like his look in Age. really diggin the knight aesthetic and overall tighter design I refuse to believe that as soon as a live-action Transformers movie was pitched, that the people making it didn't immediately think "let's bring the original guy back." I think Cullen's deep, powerful voice is reflected in how the Optimus from the films acts. From his mannerisms, to his commanding presence, to how he mutilates his victims, I think it was all written with the idea of bringing this darker Optimus to screen for the people who grew up with the lighter Optimus as kids in the 80s, which also means bringing Cullen back. Of course you're going to market a Transformers franchise to kids, but you can't tell me that the films don't reek of subtle (and sometimes not-so-subtle) adult appeal, and Optimus is a... prime... example of this. I could be projecting. I probably am projecting. That's just how I see it. well.
I think the flames embody everything that is wrong with the films and their representation of Optimus and that franchise as a whole, though. If not for the abundance of things I don't like about the films, flames on Optimus could maybe be kinda cool on a design that wasn't so atrocious. The only place I can kinda get behind him is the '84 series where he's far more expressive and less dull like in Prime and the movies. Everything else just does not work for me at all. And that's kinda my point. Would people think he's so good if he were not the original and had he not been brought back for the films? Maybe, but I'm not so sure. I should also add that Gary Chalk would absolutely not work for the films. It's clear that the Optimus from the films was written with Cullen in mind, and given that so many people familiar with Transformers outside of the films take issue with their representation of Optimus, I don't see how more people aren't realizing this correlation and questioning their love for his performances. and lets be real here. peter belongs on toonami and nowhere else i don't dislike the guys voice i just don't prefer it on optimus
Peter Cullen's performances are emotionless and monotone. He sounds nothing like a heroic, powerful, caring leader should, but rather a powerful, disinterested leader. not like Gary Chalk. mmm gary chalk. Now there's a voice I would gladly fight the Decepticons for because you can hear all the qualities of a good leader in it. And you just demonstrated why I think Cullen gets undeserved praise. "He was the original and most recognizable so he must be the best, right?" Wrong.
nah i get nervous and start anxiously pacing and fidgeting i cant go to sleep like that
thats not sora
lol that wasnt even intentional i saw it and was gonna delete it but thought "nah lol" and if nothing else prime is terrible for having flames. like oh my god thats the single worst thing ever and i dont like peter cullen so
okay no offense to her but i think the shiny looks really bad i love the light blue and yellow. the yellow and orange just looks bad imo not that i wouldnt love to have one though lol
i remember seeing this in toys r us a long time ago. i thought it looked super cool and wanted it shame i cant get into the gameplay as much as i can the designs
is there a pokemon discussion thread here there should be i want to talk about cute pokemon like shinx and reuniclus i cant even look at shinx
prime example of whats wrong with the transformers films someone posted a thread about transformers and people post about the ****ing humans instead of talking about how awful shia is lets talk about how awful prime is
never enough matt good
that's bizarre i've had a similar situation though i don't remember what the dream was about I'll probably remember the dream I had last night for a long time. Even thinking about it now I get sad, which is strange considering this person doesn't even exist. Spoiler: it's really long but worth reading imo The dream takes place during the last year of high school, a couple months before graduation. I was walking home from school like usual when I noticed this girl covered in dirt wearing old, torn dirty white clothes standing in a yard across the street. Her hair was a mess and practically standing up (I don't know why but this was a detail that stood out among others). She started to make her way to my side of the street and I start thinking "oh god please don't talk to me" because I did not know her and given her appearance I did not know what her situation was. She asked if I had food or anything to spare, and when I shook my head saying no, she walked past me and started looking through the bushes behind me for food or anything of value. I took this opportunity and quickly walked away, eventually finding a shed and hiding behind it. I continued to watch her as I hid (I don't know why I didn't just leave) when I noticed a person from school coming out of the house the yard she was previously standing in belonged to, as she was making her way back. This was a real person who I actually knew in real life, though we were only acquaintances. The two spotted me hiding and approached me. They asked if I wanted to come with them, and out of curiosity for what was going on, shame of being found, and fear of coming off as rude, I agreed. We went inside and the house was a disaster. There was trash everywhere and the walls and floor were extremely dirty. There was almost no furniture aside from the small couch against one of the walls which, like everything else, was dirty. It was clear the no one officially owned this house, but that someone had been living here. I followed them as they went to the back of the house and out into a very small screened-in porch with no floor, only dirt. There was trash here as well and an old wooden box sitting in the center functioning as a table. They sat down and I went to the far side and nervously sat down. After some time had passed in silence, a pizza was delivered to the house and the other guy went to go pay for it. The girl and I remained in the outdoor area and she started making small-talk. I quickly became very annoyed (something that would happen in real life) with her and made no attempt to hide this (something that would not happen in real life). The guy came back with the pizza and we sat and ate talking about nothing as a long period of time passed. After a while, the pizza was nearly gone and I began to stand up and gesture that I was leaving. Before I could stand up the girl asked me if I liked Slipknot, to which I replied "yes?" following a pause. For some reason, this began to change my opinion of her. I did not like her by any means, but I did not detest her like I previously had. We talked about Slipknot for a while and the other guy began to leave. I followed him into the house and asked what the deal with all of this was. Before he answered, the girl, who I did not know was behind me, told me that her father had abandoned her, and that it was just her and her mother living here. I still did not entirely understand, but was not about to ask questions. The guy and I left, and continued walking to our homes. The guy explained to me what had actually happened. He told me that it wasn't that her father abandoned her, but that both of her parents did and that the house we were belonged to their family. This only happened a couple years ago and every Friday (I guess it was a Friday?) he would bring pizza to her. The girl had gone to the same school and been in the same grade as us before she stopped after being abandoned, and would have graduated with us had she stayed in. Initially, I could not remember her, but after thinking some I remembered seeing her in the hallways. She was just one of those people you saw every day but knew nothing about and cared nothing for. Finally I was home and began thinking about all of this. I decided that I wanted to see her again and apologize for how I had treated her so unfairly and talk to her more. I went to her house in the middle of the night and found her back in the area we had eaten in. I apologized and we talked for a long time about nothing in particular, just small talk. After talking all night I offered to let her stay with my family and get her back in school so she could graduate with the class she had been a part of. At first she refused, she didn't want to be a burden on people who were already busy, but I got her to agree eventually. Fast-forward a week or so to the day before graduation. The girl and I had formed a deep emotional relationship (not quite sure what it would be labeled as) and my family had taken great care of her for the past months. She looked like a completely different person. She wore her hair back (another detail that stood out), and wore a weird black suit. All of the schools in the area had rented the city of Richmond for families to host graduation parties. Weird, I know. My dad and I were driving back from the store to buy stuff for the party when suddenly someone started shooting at our car. I looked behind and saw a car with people dressed in weird black jumpsuits (looking almost exactly like the costumes from the first X-Men movie. I have no idea why.) chasing us. Eventually we lost them and arrived at the place my family was holding a party for us, a room in an apartment building a couple stories up. We treated the girl like a member of the family, celebrating her as well. She was very nervous and sat close to someone from the whole time. She was extremely reluctant to talk to people despite being so talkative with me before. She was polite to people, though seemed to keep her distance from people other than me and my immediate family. There were a lot of other people who I didn't know at the part as well. We heard a loud noise coming from down on the street. We looked down and saw that people were being shot by people in the same black jumpsuits from before. There was a loud knock on the door and people wearing the jumpsuits come into the room, followed by a guy wearing a white jacket and dark green pants. He told us that the city belonged to them and that they were establishing a new order where anyone walking on the street would be killed. It turned out that the people from the party I did not recognize were part of this organization. Everyone got quiet and the guy in green pants left. We were in the room held at gun-point. I noticed that the girl was not with us anymore. I asked one of my relatives where she was and they said that she had quickly gone out of the fire escape. I quickly ran after her when no one was looking, fearing that she would be shot. As I was looking for her I overheard people mentioning that multiple explosives had been planted throughout the city to disrupt the graduation parties. After searching for hours I could not find her and went back to the party, hoping that she would be there. The room I returned to looked nothing like it had before. It was much smaller, with only a small couch and single fold-out chair. The only people there were my immediate family and grandmother. They explained to me that they fought the people in the room off and that the people said their plan could not be stopped. I asked if the girl came back and what had happened and they said that she had come back and told them what was going on. Long before the graduation party, around the time I met her, this girl had been contacted by an organization looking to hire expendable people who had been abandoned and were not in school for a job. Of course she accepted since her living conditions were so terrible and she needed some way to provide for herself. Her job was to plant and set off one of the explosives, and in return she would be given food and a place to live. Despite meeting me and being given a new home, she could not back out or she and my family and I would be killed. When she left earlier, she had gone to plant the explosive, but returned before she did. She would not do it having been given a new home and being surrounded by people who cared for her and were celebrating her as well. I looked around the apartment for her and found her in a small bedroom. She had died. My family told me that she knew she would die soon, but tried to wait for me to return. She had been alone for too long and died of malnutrition and a disease she had contracted from living in such a dirty environment. I thought back to emotional and intimate moments we shared and was indescribably devastated. I heard Skin Ticket by Slipknot playing, specifically the "come see my cage" moment, as well as Teenager by Deftones, and woke up. For some reason I retained that sadness after waking up, and even now thinking about it makes me sad and those songs remind of this person who doesn't exist, despite seeming so real. wat. to counter all this sad, here's a picture that had me falling over with laughter today Spoiler
I haven't watched Shrek 2 in years but it so is. It's the only one I don't dislike. once or twice yes.[DOUBLEPOST=1403554041][/DOUBLEPOST]this just in: the people at CN hate me and don't want to release regular show season 3 on blu ray so i can buy it. not buying dvd are u kidding me and the cover of the asm2 blu ray is so freaking hideous that i may just buy it in 3d to get the better cover.
man that dream was too real has anyone ever had a dream where they formed an emotional connection to a person and what happened to them in the dream made you sad, so much so that even waking up you're still sad? yyyy
a couple years ago i was walking home from school and people threw trash from their car at me
nominating for eisner award
I was going to bring this up in a previous post, that sometimes it can be used for hummor and to good effect, but what was said here was nothing extreme indicating that it's really just a person afraid of emotion.
ive been working on breeding this aron for two days or so now and i just couldn't get the IV's or more than two at least + the other stuff i wanted but i stayed up all night leveling up this piece of **** rampardos and breeding and driving up and down route 7 for days and the first egg the rampardos and the mother i had been working on for days was absolutely perfect in everything i wanted and had 5 IV's. i was about to say **** it and settle for two. kinda ecstatic at the moment. now sleep.
opening credits: Kiss and Control by AFI Waking Up: Stranger in a Strange Land by 30stm First day at school: Boomerang by Relient K (that reminds me, i need to delete this album) Falling in love: Apology by Alesana Fight song:The Patron Saints... by FOB (hey this was the one i picked for nova's st thread) Breaking up: Watered Down by The Used (what is this i haven't even listened to it why do i have it) Prom: Waltz of the Diamond KHost Life's okay: Folkin' Around by Patd (the perfect) Mental breakdown: With You by Linkin Park Driving: Fallin' Apart by AAR Flashback: A Day in the Life by The Beatles Getting back together: Come Between Everything by Chasing Victory Wedding:Nature vs Nurture by The Fall of Troy Birth of child: Pain by TDG (lol) Final Battle: Geek Stink Breath by Green Day Death scene: Ain't it Fun by Paramore (um no) Funeral Scene: The Last Dance by Greeley Estates End Credits: Top of the World by Breaking Benjamin so like one of them is appropriate
