Hi there, I'm Krutches. I do animations and other shit. I used to run a forum of like 20 dudes who would make cartoons with me. I'm a pretty liberal guy in the actual working of things, but socially I'm conservative. However that doesn't mean I disrespect the left or the people who are not on the right. I'm just apathetic, people can do whatever they damn well please if it doesn't effect me. My father was a Haulier for all of my life and my mother was a home maker and artist. She taught me a lot of Gypsy/Pagan/Old things. I went to a school where I was usually the head of the table at any event. I wasn't so much part of a crowd as I was the tie that kept the crowds together. I grew up with 5 cliches The GangStars, The Bloods, The Wiccans, The M, and The fucking Soc's. Because this was fucking Tulsa. So the GangStars were mostly just the kids nobody wanted to hang out with. They always talked shit about shoes and had to have the star logo or some shit. The Bloods were the predominately black gang. The M were the his Hispanics that had recently moved here, the ones that spoke english joined up with the GangStars. The Wiccans were the nerds, the top intellectuals we'd meet and sabotage the other cliches. We studied occult history and alternative religious things. The Soc's were the joc's who weren't playing B-Ball, or the kids who had all the cash in the world. Dicks. I would usually be with the Wiccans because I liked the knowledge it provided me but I was really more of a diplomat to all the tables. So everyone found me pretty humorous. I'd do stand up and various other shows, but I'd also throw in political themes (that I just learned from Colbert Report and Jon Stewart) so I was leading these kids into activism. Eventually I formed up my own cliche with no name and we just let anybody eat with us, and we had made it so that seats were more chosen at random then at territory. Made it like it should be, a fucking lunch table for a school. After that I went into Highschool and that was just horrifying. I won't bore you with any of those details. -skip- I wound up making cartoons with a good friend of mine, and opening up a forum. We had a great number of members making animations and more and more people coming and everything looked good. I was setting up little squads and making our voices heard. However that all fell when my friend and I had a disagreement about his sister and another woman. Now to today, I'm a man left in the ruins of the things he had once built and is now looking around for the newest opportunity to build another tower that will eventually crumble down before him. Krutches, Taco, Dave
If I could serve anyone in this community with a message I agree with, I would do so very happily. I have a way of getting things into the open air.
Hello. Your introduction is very interesting...and I would not be bored with any details. I am not prone to boredom.....I also love art and drawing cartoons and comics......I just question that you wanted to sabotage other cliques. Why? Let them be....and do them....and do you at all times.....don't waste your time trying to sabotage someone else.....or else any tower you do build will crumble. Anyway...that was my first thought.....and nice to meet you.
Oh you see by Cliques I don't mean like chill little kids. This was more like they'd extort, haze and punish the outriders. If everyone was all on their own little farm just minding their business then it'd be fine. However it would come under the nerds to come up with some elaborate way to sabotage the Jocs for flushing down someones full poetry journal. Something like melting all of their sport armor into a ball, or deflating every single basket ball. However one time when a leader of the M's told this little new kid to kill herself we taped razor blades to the inside of her hat.
LOL on the jocs and your revenge on them for flushing someone's poetry book ...I can understand that kind of an eye for an eye...now, the razor blade thing? That could seriously hurt someone.....Did you talk to the girl and make sure she was not going to kill herself, I hope....?
We brought her under our wing, and the girl didn't get too hurt they were the really thin strips you get on disposable ones. I don't even think she bled, but she really watched her tongue.
Oh...when I was 16 I had a friend who I was not romantically interested in.....but he would not take no for an answer....He was desperate....and tried to manipulate me with the "I am going to go kill myself line..." I said ..."Go ahead...".....I also watched him closely to see what he would do next....as I would not have really let him kill himself....but I did shake him out of his infantile tantrum...and later .....a few years later...he did tell me it was the best thing I could have said at the time.....Of course, I kept a close eye on him.....and made sure he would be all right. I never said that to anyone else again, though. ok, oops...I was 15 years old at the time.
It's a cruel thing people say to one another. That's why I liked to see them get their comeuppance. Hope everything goes good for you and yours.
Thank you. Will you share some photos of your art in the art section here. I hope...I love looking at other people's artwork.
