Astronauts and Moon-Bitches: The Stencil

So yesterday I was with my friend, and he's like:

"LET'S GO TAGGING!"

So I said okay, and plopped down in his room and spent the next four or so hours making this stencil. You can't really tell from the picture, but it's quite large; that's six sheets of printer page taped together. Yeah, they're playing vollyball. By the time it was ready to go out, neither of us really wanted to go.

But we did. Pictures of shitty results coming soon!

Meet The Hipster

Team Fortress 2 Class Design: Hipster

Presented here is the hipster class. Emblazoned on his chest is the logo of the American Spirit cigarette, his only lasting ally. His only direct attacks are second hand smoke and cough, which damage those in his vicinity throughout the course of the match. Due to his firm belief in the virtues of apathy, he has no physical attacks.

He can, however, leave packs of cigarettes around the map. If picked up by an opposing team mate, the teammate has a chance of losing the will to fight and becoming a hipster himself. With this method, an entire game may end up consisting of only Hipsters. In this case, everybody loses and no points are awarded. 


He can escape from danger on his fixed gear bicycle, which also obstructs the flow of traffic on the map. In this way, the Hipster is able to turn the tide of battle, if only indirectly.

Team Fortress 2 Design

It's the Scout's Sister. She's spastic and loud, like one of those tiny dogs that barks all the time, and she has so many freckles that they've converged into one giant Monster-Freckle that you can't even see.

The Wild Wild West of Gay Fanny-Packing Cowboys

Two versions of this guy. I think I like the simpler one more. The foreground is less distracting from the central point of the image to me.