I should open a Tanning Parlor: Sunshine Blogger Award 8

My dear Island Guests, I wasn’t really planning to do these so soon but than I got pretty sick and wasn’t really able to keep up with my writing and I have a busy week ahead! So In rapid succession I will fire a few Blog Tags I have left open to get ahead a bit again. STAFF posts also had a bit of delay due to circumstances so welcome to catch up week! We start with my 8th Sunshine Blogger Award.

The Rules

By now I think we all know the rules of the Sunshine Blogger Award.  Display the logo, thank the one who tagged you and provide a link to their blog. Answer their 11 questions then ask 11 questions to 11 new people. However while I will ask 11 questions in none of my Sunshine Blogger Award Posts I shall tag people! If you want to answer these questions leave a comment and I will put a tag to your blog in there.. but I think this one deserves a bit of a rest.

I was nominated by Anime Good Reads! So thanks to them for providing me with the means to actually catch up with my work! Their Blog is filled with bite sized anime goodness so do give it a glance or two!  Unlike me they seem to know how to make their post short but sweet. Now it’s time for answering some questions! Yay!

As a blogger, what is more important to you other than just writing blog posts?

Writing posts isn’t that important as a blogger either, at least not as a hobby blogger.  What is important to me at least for blogging is putting myself out there. People might not read my Isekai story or think I ramble too long about pokémon. People might just stare at their names and the pictures on those lists … but what I put out there is me. People can like that, or dislike that or they can pretend to have read that. I have seen people calling themselves bloggers who just post a synopsis about an anime and list the main characters straight from MAL or Wiki and it gets more likes than my insightful post on the emotional impact of things. I have followed a Pokémon Blog who just posts straight up links to other news sites or slightly phrase a factoid in the news differently. To me that is not blogging. Having a blog is not just writing posts.. it’s adding yourself to online content. Adding your own voice.If I see a blogger who just rehashes content from elsewhere or doesn’t add any flavour of their own .. just to get a post done quicker. I quickly unfollow them. I can read anime news on bigger sites than your blog! I am there because I want to know what YOU feel about it. That is also what I want to do on Paradise. This is me

If you were to create your own anime, then explain how the “protagonist” would look and behave like?

In the series Pinkie gets Anime Powers, I often self insert as a main character in a spin-off anime or a very important character. For example in the stories about Yu-Gi-Oh and One Piece I  make myself a main character, so there are two good examples right there. Then there is my D&D Danganronpa show that I made a post for.  In it people would be trapped in a mansion and forced to play D&D experiencing a full on deep dive if they play.. as the two realities blur.  I never really went into the main character.  She would be a gay woman, as tends to be my defacto, as I find it easier to get invested in my own writing if I go with that.
She would look very girly, but also sloppy.  Think Tomoko but then normal anime girl sized.  Blonde Hair in the house and Pink in the Isekai world.  She would be socially awkward and clumsy. Let’s be honest here! Every anime hero is written as a blank slate for the ideal hero.  Their personality is toned down so we can all relate.  Yet I think it’s fairly safe to say  that nearly all of us here have experienced social awkwardness in some shape or form. A flawed character that has trouble getting things done in the way they do..instead of being overpowered. Make a character really based on your demographic for once. not glamour them up.. most Mangaka should know how we are because most are just like us!

Any best moment or scene from an anime/movie/drama show that you would like to share with us?

Not particularly no! I have talked extensively about a particular scene with a Radio from School Live, a slew of moments from Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann and a certain stage theme from a video game. Since we are a fairly close circle with people coming and going a bit..but still a fairly close bunch I would hope that people by now know. I can name the favourites of a few of you. So instead I will show you something random! My good geek buddy Geek Girl Joy showed this to me in a reply to my comment on one of her posts. It allegedly is the best scene from the movie so it fits the brief.. but also fits my spirit of randomness and I got to shout out a friend!

Are you a gamer? If yes, then which types of games do you prefer to play the most?

More so than most of the people reading this yes. I am not competitive, I am not a completionist and I might not be particularly skillful but I am a big gamer. I tend to stick to (J)Rpg’s the most.  In particular the subgenre of collectable creature games. About 90% of what I play in that genre is Pokémon games, fan games or rom hacks. However currently I am playing another collectable creature game and you can expect a review on my blog very soon. I am also a big fan of the older (up until X) Final Fantasy games, with VI being my absolute favourite and Chrono Trigger being a bit ahead of that too. I am also a big fan of Tales Of games.  They are a tad predictable but very fun!  I recently also got completely hooked on the mobile game Castle Cats!  Like HOOKED …  and I wasn’t even a cat person! 

What is more important to you, sports or academics?

Is there anyone who got tagged here  that picked sports? I mean we are all geeks! Would I have to choose between the two, Academics go for a much longer way. Up to a point where I think sports is factually the wrong answer. Sports can last you until you are 30 and even then the margin of success is fairly low. At least with academics you get a diploma that can get you into some places. Sports is such an overhyped measuring  standard. .. but so are Academics.

We should not have to prove our worth by being good at something.  We are human beings regardless if we are good at anything. We hold value even if we aren’t fast, strong, clever or wise. Maybe that uneducated friend really is good at comforting you when you are down! Even if she sits at home without a diploma. That freeloader guy who just roams the world and cleans chimneys to make a buck prevents you from monoxide poisoning. A good person is not persé sporty or educated to me. They are happy! Some reach that trough sports, other trough academics others trough freedom.  Whatever route you choose is fine however. What matters isn’t how you stack up to other people! It’s about making choices that make that person in the mirror smile at you in the morning. THAT is what is really important.. I couldn’t care less about the way you get there. I respect those who create their dream world! No matter what skills.. and it depends per person on how they get their. Achievements are hollow if they don’t lead to your happy place.

Any thrilling childhood experience that you had with your friends or family, maybe an adventure or a memorable trip? If yes, then please share!

A few. I share these fairly regularly but let’s talk about the time I almost drowned.  I was a small kid and for a friend’s birthday party we all went swimming in one of those sub tropical pools. At one point we went to play tag in the rapids.  It was a fairly weak stream so it was normally easy to get out. However.. My motor skills aren’t the best and sometimes I can experience moments of great muscle weakness. This was one of the first.  As we exited the rapids all my strength left me and I got sucked back in again.  I could still do the motions but I lacked the strength to push myself out. Unfortunately everyone went on land..to have lunch and they kinda forgot about me. That happened a lot at these type of parties. I lived across the kid throwing the party so I was one of those.. must invite.. type of people not really a part of the clique.  So people usually needed a while to notice when I was gone. I was left in the woods the year before.

So minutes past and I was still stuck, my strength was now leaving me rapidly and I barely had any strength to keep above water anymore. This was like 26 years ago or so , so there weren’t as many lifeguards yet either. Normally there is a rope you can use to exit.. but I lacked the strength to hold onto that. Just as I went under water for the second time I was bumped into a man.. and I thought I was saved. I tried to yell for help but he just looked at me annoyed and pushed me away. Then I went underwater again. Besides the man.. there was no one in the rapids. There were waves in the other half of that pool so everyone went there. I struggled to keep above water, and the guy pushed me away again now exiting the thing calling me a brat. I thought I was done for when two of my friends actually came back for me. They noticed I was gone (within minutes)  and as one of them chased after me the other swam to the exit to catch me. I was so weak I was just tumbling in the water now so my friend swam underneath me and scooped me up as a whale. I managed to put my arms around his neck and he swam me to the “shore”. There they yelled at the guy who let me drown.. and he said.. very dryly  “Oh.. sorry”.  I did not have lunch as I spent a little while throwing up all the water I had slurped in afterwards.

The weird thing after that.. I felt amazing.. two people noticed I was gone and came to save me! That was new to me!  They were so genuinely sweet to me for the rest of the day taking in account my weaker physique , playing games in the water I liked as well as them and in the end we all had fun. It took me a good three years to ever enter a rapid again though. 

Your thoughts on the current “COVID” scenario. (Very Odd Question)

I do hope that “COVID” between these brackets doesn’t mean you think it doesn’t exist or that people over react. I lost my grandpa to COVID19 and for a while we thought we might lose grandma as well. I was so sick I could not attend the funeral. That was quite a bad experience.  Now as for  the whole scenario. People are doing what they can. Everyone who thinks people are being overly careful .. well I’ll be honest I think they are utter idiots. If feel like you don’t need to clean a pen at the bank because you don’t feel sick and you don’t care if you kill someone’s grandma who is next in line as you don’t know her, go ahead and do what you want to do. It’s your life I can’t judge. Maybe you are really not sick! Yet I do get very annoyed when people think it’s an ploy.. or it’s related to 5g or whatever. I am pretty sure they harmed themselves more from smoke inhalation as that they stopped it from creation Corona shaped viruses.

It’s a disease people! Simple as that. While some people might be overly cautious which we will only know in hindsight, it can not really hurt. If they ask you to decontaminate a pen..just to be sure.. What is the friggin harm in doing that? It costs you a second to do that, it might give a 80 year old lady five more years to live..I am not saying it will.. I am saying that the fact that it MIGHT be good enough for you to obey the rules of your country and the places you visit.  Wear a mask in the places you have to,  disinfect your hands when asked and for the love of whoever you worship keep that distance. Is your night really THAT much more fun if you can invite too large of a group?!  Is it worth risking someone’s beloved eldery family member?! Heck is it worth risking someone like me?! I might not be old but I have bad lungs.  I do go out very sparingly but I keep my distance, I disinfect  and I also think of others. (that’s a thing here). My life might be a bit less fun I agree, but if by sacrificing some fun now me.. and that person who got to live can both have fun next year it is very much worth it.

If there are people out there who are of the opinion that old people should sacrifice themselves for the economy I can’t respect that opinion unless you feel so confident about that point that you’d say in your own grandfathers face. Grandpa please sacrifice yourself to the economy.. if you don’t have one anymore.. your dad or favourite teacher or whatever. If you are that convinced  that you would even sacrifice your own family, then you do have my respect. I do not agree…but at least you truly agree with yourself.. instead of the majority of people who spout this nonsense. 

Some skillful dreams that you want to accomplish (Ex. Riding a horse, Practice shooting with real Rifles and Shotguns, Mountain Climbing etc)?

All of those would kill me.Once our school organised a ski trip and I was called into the principal’s office by him and the gym  teachers requesting me to please not sign up for this trip. Because with my motor skills I will get harmed and ruin the trip for everyone. Today looking back at that, that might have been offensive but I actually wholeheartedly agreed.  I even laughed at it back then! I was really worried I was called in for something bad.  They just expected me to cry and feel left out and did not want to create drama in front of the school for asking the clumsy kid not to go on a ski trip. My toxic father also always discouraged skillful dreams as he always said I would not be able to do it.  So nothing in the adventurous sense.

I would live to learn Japanese properly though! Preferably with a study buddy so I have like a partner to spar with. Like Fitness you don’t do it when you’re alone.. at least for me. Of course this knowledge would be used to make a trip to Japan.. maybe I’d even migrate. I feel sometimes I need a change of pace. At least for a few weeks I would love to live in that other world and a language as foreign as Japanese can help me feel like I am in that strange place even more.

Any countries or places where you want to visit just to relax and chill?

So in Japan I would have lots I actually want to do! To Chill I love to go to Spain. Mostly the regions of Barcelona.  A smaller town nearby there. Like Calella or even more so L’Escala. I also would love to take another  trip to Porto in Portugal, such a pretty town! I would love to just sit there sip Port and watch the trollies or the boats pass by.  I oftenly have sore muscles and some sunshine and heat really makes me feel much less cramped up..so again would finding a job not be so hard for me while sick.. I’d probably move away. 

Arrange the following points based upon the priority (high to low) that you consider the most while watching an anime. The points are : Story, Characters, Animation, Music and Dialogues.

Characters: I very much want to care about people and if I don’t I tend to not like an anime that much. I really dislike Lelouche so I don’t like Geass. I do really like the characters from Hitman Reborn so that’s an anime I really enjoy. If we compare anime to a car, characters would be the engine. You can’t get far without an engine.

Story: If Characters are the engine of a car, the story is the road the car drives on .. the trip you make with it. If I don’t want to drive to Heroes-Victory, I will not drive on Shonen Street.  I can choose a trip across the things I want to experience based on the premises of a story alone. If I want to feel peppy all I have to do is read what an anime is about and I will know if it’s for me or not. The road of course has to be smooth for me to enjoy the ride. If there aren’t enough signs to tell me where I might be going I might be lost and end up stranded.  If there are too many bumps in the road I will never make that trip again. We all want a smooth and somewhat streamlined ride! Sometimes it can be fun to search a bit for that ideal spot we want to go on a road.. but it really depends on the trip

Dialogue: This is the steering wheel of anime. It keeps the car in check and on the road. Need a character to follow a certain plotpoint? An exposition line can keep him in check.. or through dialogue he can find a reason to follow the story. It also helps us understand the characters better than just their art or their actions so obviously I can’t put this one too far down my list! Good written dialogue can make so many other things obsolete and enforce them.

Music: The Radio of the car, it will make a trip more passable and helps make your experience a lot more pleasant. Nothing feels greater than putting some Radar Love on while on the road, or Highway to Hell when cruising on the American numbered routes. It makes you feel more powerful and it will help you on your trip. In anime this is the same.

Animation: Ah the windscreen wipers of anime. I do not get why people think this might be the most important. I do like motion and seeing an impact but I have as much fun with the animation of Castle Cats than I do in say Mirai Nikki. A Kamehameha in Super Sonic Warriors on GBA  feels as impactful to me as one in full HD in Dragon Ball Kakarot.  It’s just like windscreen wipers. Sure it helps you imagine the road for you better.. but even in the rain you DO have a functioning brain that can fill in the blanks you might miss. Sure you NEED some visuals but I like slide shows just as much as actual anime if the rest of these are good enough. So yes.. windscreen wipers.

In future, will you change the ‘prime niche’ of your blog or continue to write on the same topic?

I already have like six niches on my blog, I don’t really write in a single Niche.. I write about what keeps me busy. Which is divided in six different sub niches in general. But mostly I am my Niche… will I change that? No never. Might I shift from anime into fashion? Probably not but if I really get obsessed with dresses or cosplay I will tell you about it. I can’t tell how I will change.. heck  my heart might stop tomorrow and the blog is left to my staff and then horror fiction becomes it’s main niche. Or I might be able to blog from another world.. and the niche will change to my adventure.  I don’t write for you guys, I write for me and I am me..that won’t change. I just hope you can enjoy me.. or some of the things I do. 

My 11 Questions

I tend to theme my questions a bit and this posts one will be around the WordPress community.So if you like to answer these let me know in the comments if not the tag dies here. If you are a coconut you however are always nominated.

  1. Who is a blogger you respect very much here on WordPress
  2. Do you have a BlogSenpai an example you want to live up too?
  3. Do you have an example on YouTube or another platform?
  4. How long have you been a part of this WordPress community
  5. How did you start your blogging adventure? 
  6. What is one of the aspects you like less about the community
  7. What is your take on social media?
  8. What is your take on idolisation of influencers?
  9. What makes you the happiest to be a blogger?
  10. Is there a person who reads your blog whom you really appreciate?
  11.  What is your stance on Blog Tags?


Again all my Coconuts are nominated by default so Thank You MikeKelly666 TsubakiKuro, The Holymailman and Ospreyshire for your Kofi support and always consider yourself nominated in my posts. As for everyone else out there! Just ask to participate and I will add you in my nominees list and act as if I always nominated you! I think this tag has been going on long enough to switch to the self nomination system. If you are to shy to self nominate you can also of course donate to my Kofi and get a default nomination as well! Yay!
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A tale of tiny Pinkie (The Geeky Childhood Tag)

It’s a new year my dear Island guests. It’s also a year I am starting of rather busy with plenty of people wanting to meet to convey their new year’s wishes. You know the thing, lot’s of coffee and tea events, means also a lot of resupplying, lots of extra house cleaning, additional traveling and all that. So while I am being a busy bee, let’s catch up on some blogger tags I missed either during my hiatus or still have got to do.  We start of with a tag I was mentioned in today! But this one seemed like a good place to start of the new year. A look at my first steps into geekdom. The Geeky Childhood Tag. I was tagged by Lyn, the Otaku Author, who has my thanks. Check out his blog and cool reviews. And of course you can watch HIS answers by clicking on the cocktail below!

The Rules of the Tag

Normally we begin these things by stating the rules, which involve tagging the one who tagged you, a set number of people to tag and displaying a logo. However this time there are no rules. I have no logo to display nor do I have to tag a certain amount of bloggers. So I would like to tackle this a bit differently. I shall tag three people down below, but also nominate every other reader. Just leave a comment below that you would like to take up my invitation and I shall add you to a list to bloggers who actually like to do these tags. Plenty of you out there do not like to participate in these and I have no oversight in who likes these things and who doesn’t. Since most of these post usually have a limited amount of people I can nominate and I hate excluding people to the core, I would at the very least like to keep a list of people who like to engage with these thing. If you have done this tag already, feel free to post a link to yours in the comments, again to show me you are into the taggy thing! Taggers for taggers and all! Please help me give these little nuggets to people who actually enjoy them!

With that being said it’s time to explore my geeky childhood.

Where did your geek come from? Parents? Siblings? Destiny?

Unfortunately the story of me being geeky isn’t a particularly happy one. You see as the tiny thing I was there was already some signs of the wall of my later condition. My motor skills where sub par. I had great difficulty walking stairs, licking my lips, doing some other stuff. While I got therapy, my fine motor skills began to improve but my crude motor skills deteriorated.  I ran funny, I got dressed in the most awkward ways and I was very clumsy. Even with therapy a gap appeared that grew. I was slower, more accident prone and cramped than others so I never really fully got to appreciate playing outside. I was always the slowest to dress up with my girly friends, I was always the first to be tagged out on the schoolyard and got hurt when we would adventure. I broke toys due to sudden loss of motor control for a brief moment and stuff like that. So I never fully got to enjoy myself as much as others did.

Then mom and dad gave me an NES, a way to play where I would not get in the way of myself. For the first time I could play with my friends on the same level, I was as good as Mario 3 as they were, or better. I still liked talking to my girls of course but I didn’t really need to compete in those other things anymore. Of course by the time the SNES came out,  we became old enough that you start bullying each other so in a span of three miserable years I virtually lost all my friends. Except for those who like geeky things and gaming because I actually was kind of good in that. They introduced me to more and more geeky stuff and so I became a geek. It’s the first thing I did not suck at and the first thing that did not alienate me. My first safe space.

The First Geeky Thing You Got Into

So while gaming was the geeky thing that turned me into a geek, the first thing  I officially got into was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the eighties cartoon. Though in europe or at least in the Netherlands we used to call it Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles back than. Twix was still called Raider back in those days as well so you know it’s some early life stuff for me. The neighbour boy across the streets who came over to play a lot was really into turtles so we watched it together and I really got invested in it. The neighbour girl was his niece so she also watched it with us at times but we just connected less, I always felt like I was inferior to her so I sorta rebelled and took more from the neighbour boy than the girl. So rather than dress up like a princess I dressed up like a turtle…and crashed my tricycle when my bandana got caught up in the wheels. I really could have used a half shell right then and there. Turtle-ouwww-er!

Favourite Movie as a Kid

I was a huge disney kid when I was young and later really into power rangers. Now you might think I will say I liked the Power Rangers movie best when I was a kid but no!! That movie sucks.. Even as a kid I saw how much that CGI sucked. I stuck mostly to the disney classics. One of my favorite disney movies however was not even a disney classic. It was Ducktales the movie! It was something we recorded on tv on a video tape (jeez this post makes me feel old) I watched it so much I knew exactly how long to fast forward through the commercials. It was aired on a belgium network and at the end of the movie, when G became a real boy and the subtitles were over, a clip of a belgium singer would play. It was this belgian comedian pretending to be a typical gay guy singing about how manly he is. Times sure have changed. Check this stuff out!

Now while Ducktales the movie is a contender for favorite movie, I gotta say there was one movie that was above it. A movie that I probably should not have been watching at that age yet, but it was Gremlins and even more so Gremlins 2. I loved the mogwai Gizmo when I was a kid. I loved it sooo much. I even had a gizmo plush that at some point just disappeared from my memory. I knew I had one and I was super excited when I got it.. but I think someone might have broken it and mom just gifted me stuff to make me forget..because .. suddenly it’s not there anymore.I did not win the lottery this year so I can’t afford one of those real mogwai toys you got now. Those look so friggin good. The gremlin movies had it all for me, they were scary, they had people die, it was super colourful, very random , adorable beyond  my wildest imagination and the second one featured all sorts of superpowered monsters. Heh I really haven’t grown up a lot have I , thats still the kind of stuff I love.

Favourite Video Game as a Kid

Once upon a time there was a licensed property title that was actually good. A game that allowed you to treasure hunt in transylvanian castles, the amazon rainforest, the himalayas, the deepest mine of africa and even the moon.That game was Ducktales for NES , the first game I ever finished and too this day one of the best video games I have ever played and something that shaped me as a gamer and  completely defined my tastes. To this day I still prefer retro style platformers, like Shovel Knight, The Messenger, Cave Story and of course the ducktales remake. The NES ducktales was what made me cry when I had to sell my old NES. I was into the SNES now and I wanted money for new toys and more games so mom and dad helped me sell it. While I had not issue letting go of Mega Man 2, Mario 3, Turtles 2, Gremlins  and Adventure in the Magical Kingdom (those were all the games I own I think) I cried to see Ducktales go.. not the NES itself, not other games.. just Ducktales. If have exclaimed my love for the moon theme before, but this game has amazing music, great flow and it’s challenging enough for a kid yet finishable It’s one of those.. game-overing resets all you progress games but I didn’t care as kid. I completed it , several times. The moment your race up to reach that number one dime before magica DeSpell and Flintwood Glomgold get there is the perfect closing of a perfect little adventure.One day I hope to get a NES with a copy of the game again…or even just a copy of the cartridge to display as a trophy. When that day happens I’ll definitely Woohoo!

 Favourite Book as a Kid

This one will be somewhat lost in translation.as this is a dutch book, that only got translated in danish, lithuanian. japanese, korean and german. It’s called “De Griezelbus” which roughly translates to “The bus of Horrors, or the bus of scares. This is a serie of six five books that tell the tale of the victims of P.Onnoval , an anagram for the writer of this series Paul van Loon.  In the books a horror book author, invites a school class to join him in his Bus of Horrors , where he will tell them stories out of his new book. Yet the class doesn’t know Onnoval is in fact really a werewolf that is just stalling them with his stories until the moon comes out so he can eat and kill them. In the second part he rises from his death as a vampire and tries again, in the third he exists as a virtual presence trying to possess someone. Each time the formula is the same, kids get trapped in a bus and here horror stories as they have to find a way to escape from the clutches of this evil man. It’s a mix of an overarching  narrative and horror short stories in alternating order. Since the short stories mostly end badly you really to worry about these kids in the main story.Like the bad endings of the shorts sort of reprogram your brain let go of that feeling that everything will work out in the end.

My favorites in the series are the second one and even more so the third one. In the second one I really cared for the students trapped in the bus for some reason and in the third one the plot really had me invested. In the third one the childeren get told the stories trough virtual reality, but each round one character gets to see the story trough the eyes of the main person. By having them experience their own deaths or something extremely traumatic in first person.. Onnoval breaks their spirits one by one with no escape. Those who experienced the trauma usually go catatonic or extremely meek, as a kid this felt as such a good evil ploy! Credits to the fourth book for having my favorite short story. In this one two girls get to camp out in a museum that has a new egypt exhibition what is build up as a night full of horrors ends up a ploy for the museum ward to poison and mummify them so that two of the mummy girls of the exhibition can go free in their stead.The short ends with the reveal that one of the girls was poisoned from the very start and as she force feeds her friend the poison both go along with the ward willingly (trough the poison) in order to be mummified and placed in the display…. darn, I was a messed up kid.

Favourite Memory as a Kid

I didn’t have to much of a happy childhood, the bullying was relentless, no one wanted to trade pokémon with me..because I was me. People threw worms at me or forced me into barbed wire.. or chased me so I would fall in a pit of trash they made. While by now I have to admire the dedication that was put into making my life miserable it did mean that I might not have AS amazing memories as little miss populair or something., There are two contenders for my favorite memory one is a bit more grand than the other. The less grand memory is simply the memory of me beating Donkey Kong Country. By far my favorite SNES game  This game was one of the hardest to beat and I worked hard to get good at it, dedicated myself and the first time I took down King K Rool i felt an emotion I rarely felt in my childhood. Pride. It might have been a silly thing to be proud about but this game mattered to me. I had no trouble in school to get good grades whatsoever so when I was best of the class with grades, I never really felt proud, I was always one of the top contenders and I never really had to work for it. Unfortunately me getting sicker later ruined that as I could not coast trough things anymore due to being absent a lot and it tripped me up.. but anyway.. Donkey Kong was one of the first times I experienced genuine pride… directed at myself, it’s nice to experience it , especially if you never had it before.

The second memory is a bit more grand, it’s a chain of events that is a mix of bad luck that lead into something positive.  It all started with a competition held by a local bakery that got his supply from a local windmill. They held a colouring competition and me being creative, created blossom out of my moms nail polish on the trees,  made the sky a sunset orange rather than a normal blue and really made it feel like a warm spring late afternoon. My creativity led me to win the first price, I remember the second price was a set of lego’s shaped like a windmill which I really wanted to have…but I won the first price. So I had to go up the windmill to fetch my price.  This scared the bejeezus out of me as the stairs there.. along with my motor skills and on and off fear of heights, this already was a terrible experience. I managed to get up there.. all cried up and flustered, just to find out they wanted to take pictures of me and ask me questions for a local newspaper. My first anxiety attack was the result… yaaay fun! Turns out I won a brand new bike… which I was way to tiny for..but of course for the picture I had to get on the bike regardless…. I fell off…. So now I had a bump on my head, a red up cry face, an anxiety attack and a bike that was to big for me.  Things weren’t looking good. I was very upset. Than my parents took me the city treated me to a “frietje met kroket” some dutch junk food that is basically french fries with a stick of breaded beef stew, deep fried. Than dad told me he would sell the bike and I could get a gameboy for the money of that bike. So I got my gameboy and got a game and finally that day turned around. The day I got my gameboy is still etched into my memories and I was one happy camper. I never got that lego windmill though.

A Character You Looked Up To as a Kid

Since being the cool kid was out of the question from a very early age, I guess I determined I would be the good thing. So as a kid I took on a sensible role model. Captain Planet. Saving nature and saving animals was something I deeply respected, as well as his other wisdoms such as to stay in school and all that standard be a kid crap. I loved shows that focussed on saving nature. Right now I have really moved away from that, it’s not like I don’t care anymore but we can take things a bit far, I matter as well, at least for me. While I listened to captain planet… and dutch santa for that matter, I risked falling into that. “All work and no play make Pinkie a.. giant douche ‘  kinda trope. While most of our cartoons were subbed they also got pulled from tv very fast. Which meant we had to watch the rest on the german station RTL. Captain Planet in german is much harder to follow for a non native german speaker. I mean I can still talk with germans, like casually but when we talk about poison gasses, types of poulton, deforestation and such.. yeah I am gonna lose track.

So soon I replaced Captain Planet as my hero with Dotty, the mouse inventor of the rescue rangers. I pretended to be her a lot, I would love to invent stuff like her so I spend all day in my room playing to be dotty inventing stuff. Among my greatest inventions for example were.. putting water in your piggy bank so if someone stole your money you could follow the water on the floor and find out who stole it, Attaching a Lego shark to a pencil.. because the lego shark made everything look cooler.. and the msot famous one.. my glow in the dark lamp. It’s a desk lamp on which I melted all sorts of glow in the dark stuff. It would charge the glow in the dark stuff when you used it as a desk light.. and if you entered your room in the dark .. it would glow and you would always be able to find the light. Of course it looked like ..basically a lamp dipped in candle wax, it would stink of molten plastic every time you turn it on, drip hot plastic on your skin if you weren’t careful  and mom threw it away after a few days, ..but Dotty at least inspired me to invent something! It was awesome… then again those might be the plastic fumes talking.

A Character That Scared You as a Kid

I never really had big troubles with  monsters in series or anything. Shredder from the Turles never scared me, nor did Stripe in Gremlins. While I found some characters exciting I never really feared”the monster under my bed”. So my parents thought I was immune for it. It was an evening like any other, I just played with a punch of cardboard turtle toys, I got from my aunt and uncle, they were amazing when a new episode of Ducktales was on tv. It was the episode that in english is called  Duckworth’s Revolt. In this episode the butler of Scrooge Mcduck gets abducted by aliens and Huey Duey and Louie follow to rescue him from the evil Vegedonians. Evil vegetables that force you to labour in their gardens for life.. or throw you in the vacuum of space. Brigadier Broccoli, Lieutenant Garlic and Sergeant Squash, there was also a whipping plant that never got a name but that one looked darn evil as well. Sergeant Squash for some reason scared the soul out of me.

That night I had nightmare after nightmare about Sergeant Squash about being forced into slavery or crushed into death. That’s right when the little ducks ask what happen if they don’t work for him he tells them he will squish and squash them. The dutch voice actor does it with so much intensity that too this day I still can hear those words that haunted me that night. Even adding it to scenes where the orginal did not use it.. as a catchphrase. You see them nearly throw the butler into space and yeah these aliens were cruel. I could hear them patrolling the hallway in our house. I screamed in terror so much that night my mom took my out of bed and forced me to rip apart all those new turtle toys as punishment. It did not help. now I felt sad and scared.. and anger to my mom.  When I woke the next time I guess my mom saw the terror in my eyes for real and I saw she regretted making me tear up those toys… “Oh shit Pinkie is really scared I messed up” It was as if I could read my mothers thoughts in that moment. I told mom I deserved my punishment to try and make her feel better as I knew I forced her hand. I did not get any sleep that night, I stayed up..pretending to be a sleep , but I was staring at the empty book that once held those cardboard toys, while behind me in the hallway I still heard them…Squish Squash..Squish Squash… Never did I get so spooked by anything ever again… and why it was this particular thing I don’t even know.

And the Nominees are:

As Told by Carly
Fred 
Inskidee

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Pinkie’s first Pokémon Tournament

I felt like watching TV today, then I realised my tv-box broke. Since my youtubers haven’t uploaded my favorite content yet , yes like 90%  most of it is pokémon related, so I decided to do a little personal story. Inspired by the 30 day geek out challenge, post by A Geeky Gal I decided to talk about one of my first fandom moments. My first Pokemon tournament.

A foul boy
There I was, fourteen  years old, I did not really know where there was, dad drove me much to his dismay. I was somewhere quite a long drive from home judging by dad’s chagrin. I was to excited and nervous to notice any of it though! I would be on tv and win my first Pokemon tournament! i did not know I was not signed up and was there just battling in a no rules anything goes, friendly compo. No real winner, but you get points for winning, or something. I was too stupid to notice, so let’s be honest I was not going to win ever. Dressed in blue, with some pink boots (as I had a copy of Pokémon Blue to play on). Pokémon Stadium was about to come out and today viewers of Fox Kids, could already come and play the game and compete.  Tightly clutching to my purple gameboy colour. It had a sticker of Parasect stuck to its battery tray and upper spine, It had a bit of a fold around the eyes, but I loved Parasect..it was on my team as well.  The sticker also kept me from losing my battery hatch thing. I looked around, seeing the podium where I would soon be crowned the best *cough*. A boy about my age asked if he could see my team, I thought he looked mean and I refused. He shrugged bumped into me and he moved on. I sniffled, see I knew that he was mean!  He then approached a young very blond boy, about half my age, he asked to see his team, the boy proudly showed him. The meany started a new game on the boy’s cartridge and saved the game. The young blond boy was just eliminated from the competition, while smiling the older boy would walk off. The blonde boy cried…but unlike me he would make the tv. The other boy was not just mean anymore he was foul! I was scared! I did not want my dear friends to die. 

Wasn’t actually THAT guy… but my douche was in the dishwasher… so had to use a picture of another one!

Beating my peers
I traded the blond boy my Hitmonlee, a backup Pokémon I had that wasn’t really on my planned line-up. In fact he was even detrimental to my strategy. Someone else traded him a vileplume and another gave him a vaporeon. Eventually the boy had enough Pokémon to play a few matches.He didn’t win a lot..but he didn’t seem to care.
I DID win a lot. My team was made to beat my sister, she had a team of 6 mewtwo, she would catch it, transfer it to me start a new game and repeat the process until she had 6. We would then battle… after a thousand or so losses,I got pretty good at countering mewtwo. I figured a lot of people would enter with teams like this….and I was right. Of course this wasn’t allowed in the actual competition but little did I know I was not a part of that, I never went to things like these before. My team involved me using Parasect to spore a mewtwo to sleep, then use dream eater  on gengar or pin missile on jolteon to finish it off quickly. I also had a dig+surf rhydon and a fly moltres, to avoid attacks. Protect wasn’t a thing back then so those were nice to stall out Fire Blasts. Besides Mewtwo Charizard was used a lot. My bird Hades and rhino Sjaak dealt with that. My last Pokémon was a psybeam, because confusion was neat, Kadabra, my sister refused to give me the trade evolution, which was evolved after the tournament. All in all I managed to create a team what was good against the younger inexperienced kids meta. My sister had little imagination, mine got me a lot of wins that day. I apparently even attracted the attention of some fans who liked seeing a non competitive battler take down teams of mewtwo’s.  Even the blonde boy came to cheer me in, and give me my pokemon back, because he was going home. He thanked me , though I think that was his mother speaking, when I think about it now! Tv folk weren’t interested though!

Sheev and me are pals! Right Palps?

The real deal
At 14 year old I really fell into a bit of a gap. With the internet not being what it is today, I did not know all the details about Pokémon yet, like EV’s and things like STAB bonuses.  I just was really good at reading my sister who picked up what the playground said was the best to use. When the real compo was over and the pro-battlers ended the scene my luck soon dried up. I was trashed by people who actually leveled their mons to 100 rather than using Missingno. Yet those same people were very entertained that I managed to do so well against teams I should not win against. As a result I got this weird form of non-spoken respect and understanding that I would not see again until my first convention many many years later. I wasn’t a real battler, nor will  I ever be , because I HATE breeding and EV training. I wasn’t really part of the “Mewtwo is so cool’ group either. The latter didn’t dislike me for completely trashing them, I won..but it usually was close matches , and the first saw some potential in me. I was this oddball thing walking there that spoke about her Parasect I named Ed like it was my actual pet. Ed was such a swell pal and I genuinely cared for him.
In fact I might even still have Ed on my old cartridge.Baron the Alakazam and Mo the Jolteon would transfer to Johto, only to get deleted after realising Chikorita wasn’t all that amazing. Rest in peace guys!. All in all I had a swell day, I think I even surprised dad at how good at passionate I was in this game, because after that day, he never nagged about me playing Pokémon ever again. On the ride back he even wasn’t grumpy at all. I’d like to think in a weird way without understanding it to much, he was kinda proud of me that day. I had a great day, meeting peers, not being bullied for a a day and being well liked for a while.  It would take me awhile to find that feeling again. I got sick a few years later, just after I moved past the bullying, which prevented me from exploring it early. But that day I will remember, how nice it felt to trade Vuistje the Hitmonchan, the shoulderpats from total strangers and my dad remembering Ed for a good while after.  It was nice to play with fans and be a fan!

Ed, Dad and me driving home after a good day! Seatbelts drawn for saftey!

This short little tale was inspired by the Geek-Out Challenge of “A Geeky Gal’ click on her name to check it out! It was sponsored by the poor services of my telecom provider who donated a significant amount of free time.Special thanks to Ed, Baron, Vuistje, Mo, Sjaak Hades and KISS. Hope to see you in the next blog little monsters! Stay pink!

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