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This picture paints nothing but darkness over Chris' future. A warning, an scream from deep within, a voice which knew what was to come... [[User:Thelieisacake|Thelieisacake]] 18:31, 20 May 2010 (UTC) | This picture paints nothing but darkness over Chris' future. A warning, an scream from deep within, a voice which knew what was to come... [[User:Thelieisacake|Thelieisacake]] 18:31, 20 May 2010 (UTC) | ||
Oh lord, why haven't I seen this until now? This shows Chris's logic when it comes to art, art to chris is just ad space for him. He can't draw what he feels, he draws what he knows. I like pokemons, I draw pokemons, I like to have a bland retarded family, I draw it, I have autism, I put the words on it (I notice he has autism written out on his art, but he never shows any effects of it)[[User:SenorTucan|SenorTucan]] 07:15, 24 August 2010 (PDT) | |||
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So on the left we have some sort of pokeball factory, where some hapless worker hates his job
And on the right we have Chris and Chris Jr with his white wife watching TV.
This... well it really isn't completely horrible. It's actually almost charming, the sort of thing that demonstrates the anxiety a high school kid might have about his future, the fear of having a dead-end job and the hope of a happy home life. It's one of those rare Chris creations that makes me stop and think for a moment.
Doesn't make the Chris of today any better though.--Beat 17:59, 20 May 2010 (UTC)
At work: Chris sits at his desk job-desk, littered with his pokemans and literally dozens of hidden guns aimed at whoever visits him concealed in the side of his desk (cleverly disguised as holes). This highlights his affinity for delusion and his rampant paranoia. He also has a helmet.
At home: Dark clouds gather around our darkened hero. A mangled body resembling himself lies on the floor at his feet. This first aspect of his drawing was designed to display his self-harm over the internet (I know, it was later, but still), and, if you note, he is watching TV. The young, thin, virtuous version of Chris lies dead, sacrificed to fuel the fat, evil Inner Manchild's desire for vidya. He reaches behind the street-woman he paid for hanky-panky, knife in hand, his calm appearance and honest face masking his dark intentions. This shows how deceptive the manchild can be, and how heartless. His autism restricts his emotions, to the point where he has become more attuned with machines than man.
This picture paints nothing but darkness over Chris' future. A warning, an scream from deep within, a voice which knew what was to come... Thelieisacake 18:31, 20 May 2010 (UTC)
Oh lord, why haven't I seen this until now? This shows Chris's logic when it comes to art, art to chris is just ad space for him. He can't draw what he feels, he draws what he knows. I like pokemons, I draw pokemons, I like to have a bland retarded family, I draw it, I have autism, I put the words on it (I notice he has autism written out on his art, but he never shows any effects of it)SenorTucan 07:15, 24 August 2010 (PDT)
