everyone’s favorite moraff monster (since it is the first monster stored in the game and most people have no knowledge and thus no preference about the topic this ends up being the default and therefore overwhelming winner), the [giant] garbage can

when i arrived at the topic of how to handle the matter of drawing a new one i abruptly remembered a picture of the shakespeare character falstaff who seemed to have similar dimensions and presumed demeanor to the trash can. the result scarcely resembles a trash can but it didn’t before either and at least has a lid now.

although i might underestimate his abilities; i understood falstaff to be a drunken boasting imbecile but this generic unnecessary website that came up when i tried to find a high resolution version of the image assures me that Falstaff is a “public domain super hero.” Or maybe that is referring to the page-assistant on account of an uncanny ability on display to put up with Falstaff and resist the urge to run him through with his own sword.

regardless of staff-feller, the rubbish bin’s file name is ‘mon_garbage.png’ which makes me think of “bonjour mon grande garbage” and this certainly looks frencher now despite paris having no public garbage cans at all when i visited due to worries about terrorists hiding bombs (or dopes) in them so instead were just plastic bags attached to rings. but that would not do for the moraff receptacle that is both proud of its exterior and secretive about its contents. Or at least that was the case at one time:

little knownst to anyone except those he told about it because he wanted them to know, Moraff, less than two months ago, decided to do his own remake of “Moraff’s Revenge,” the game that game before Moraff’s World, the game before Dungeons of the Unforgiven (the one i am making new pictures for a remake of), in chat-gpt, because that is what he is into now, and it even has a creepy ai rainbow garbage can, mercifully not ainimated (and also somehow clipping into the floor just slightly). But we can at least see inside it and now observe no conventional garbage at all, just a differently-unpleasant-looking mouth interior whose perspective is at odds with the rest of itself. supposedly Mr. Moraff’s goal was to recreate the game without telling the robot it was that game specifically or that he was moraff. i had no intention of taking inspiration from this… this output, since the boots were very important to me, but I never played moraff’s revenge enough to know that it even had the ding dang garbage cans in it and i wouldn’t have been able to tell they were rainbow since that is a cga game and EVERYTHING looks ugly and oversaturated in that. so he described this thing to a robot and there is no way it could have known about the rainbow unless he insisted it be colored that way in 2026, so he absolutely always intended for that to be the case.

I am told that he is a “techno-communist” these days and does not believe in intellectual property. And to think i was once worried he might have found out that i was very briefly offering the full version of dungeons of the unforgiven for download on my insulting webpage! Maybe he did find out and simply did not care. However that might also have happened AFTER he stopped outwardly selling his games and was just allowing other companies to presumably pay him for the right to sell the games so maybe it makes no financial difference to him if they are purchased or not at this point.

But why am i working so hard to make new graphics for a game that probably not many people will play, branded with the name of someone who doesn’t care if it is ever finished? Because it has a tangible end and will be published in a form slightly elevated from anything i have done previously. Even with hardly anything going for it, more is going for it than usual. And i like to think it has more going for it than it did in 1993 since Jimbly has set it up so that players can choose how unfair they want the game to be and also change their mind about that at any time. There is also no artificial intelligence involved in the [re]creation of the game. I don’t know how much real intelligence is involved either but I certainly attempt it on my end.

while the alternative makes everything around it stupider so hypothetically i should seem smart at some point, even if no one that i become smarter than will notice. They aren’t paying attention to me anyway, too focused on the robot telling them how smart they are, so it is enough that i get some satisfaction out of it, perhaps.

while trying to find where i had saved the picture of the chat-gpt garbage can i found this picture that i saved in march. i was less concerned with whatever podcast than: oh no friggin BABYLON BEE and AXE COP are connected to the same people. and then today i continued: axe cop, i remember, being less a comic strip than a sequence of illustrations of random stuff happening with no connection to anything before or after it or the title character and the author kept making sure to point out that his six year old brother wrote it, like that excused it. I exclusively encountered it via hyperactive resplorging dorkos on livejournal gushing over how “badass” it and “Snakes on a Plane” sort of trash was and i guess at some point it was made into a tv series and i thankfully had fewer dorkos in my life at that point to try and inferior-pressure me into watching it, but periodically i wonder what the deal is with some annoying celebrity or actor person and just about every one of them has had a voice credit on it.
All the irritating garbage* that i want no part of bleeds together and never truly goes away.
*this statement was in the file name which resulted in it showing up in my image serch

And the problem with babylon bee is that effective satire depends on your core premises not being false or appealing to and favoring the interests of the worst, typically wealthiest, power-abusing creeps on the planet, even if “the bee” as those in the no call it, tries to make a show of targeting such people occasionally.

Look this proves we’re not fascist crapaganda! We waited until McConnell was definitely not dead to make fun of him with a weak ad hominem insult that doesn’t criticize the damage he has inflicted on the world while smugly smiling! tee hee ho It is gentle ribbing at worst toward folks who would rightly have their ribs shattered and fed to crocodiles and oops i accidentally wrote another installment of axe cop. we just need to make the victim “apolitical” so that flagrantly political shills will agree to provide voices.

and flob forbid you try to go to their website to get a recent example because you felt like you “owed” it to them to have evidence when you complain about them and you’ll get to see this jd-vance looking beardo with a maga-coded t shirt in front of a background trying to tie itself to when Stephen Colbert was funny pledge-driving at you. You can’t even say no without saying thanks also.

here this is the one story on their bluesky page. they reposted it several times pretending they had no idea why their account was getting blocked by people over a transphobic joke 3 decades past its expiration date and then they gave up posting further. i don’t assume the axe cop dork wrote this but he would have known it ran stories like this when he joined up.

unless he was taken against his will; apparently he has had comics published by a company called “slave labor graphics.”

I first learned about babylon bee when my older brother linked to a story from it on his twitter page, maybe a bit before he lamented the lack of lynchings amidst the january 6 2020 shenanigans, and more recently told our mother that he was starting his own religion with chat-gpt. that makes sense; ai-generation is also a scam pretending to be magic that destroys/further destroys everything it touches.

hence this local company with a flagrantly ai-logo (note the inconsistent amounts of fingers) despite it being something extremely easy to draw advertises jesus in just as many spots. ai absolves you of responsibility for work and jesus absolves you of responsibility for destroying the world with data centers that fuel the ai that you use to cheat terribly, and both somehow tell you that you’re right no matter how awful you are or who your awfulness hurts. I try to ensure that my own awfulness hurts me more than anyone else.