Qbert by peachfuzzmargins

You’re probably expecting me to hang shit on this, but I really like it. So much character in so few lines! This is what cartooning is all about. It takes a skilled, practiced artist to doodle this well.

FAKE EDIT: And of course I was right – this Q*bert is the work of professionals! Specifically, the nerd couple responsible for Peach Fuzz. SEE I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I’M TALKING ABOUT.

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Qbert by MEstk

I just got a spam email that says, “Bring out the true man in You that is 9 inches long.” Now I’m picturing a tiny, nine inch tall man, swimming around inside of me. (He’s wearing a suit for some reason.)

SO ANYWAY, I really like this piece. The colours are bright and clash badly but at the same time they’re gorgeous. Also, they make me feel like I’m flipping through a paint sample book at a home improvement store. This picture does wacky things to my eyes, but stops short of giving me a headache, and I kind of like that.

You can tell the artist was just fucking around and ended up with this funky design, and he thought to himself, “Hey, this reminds me of Q*bert,” and so he stuck those two sprites on there – but it works! I elevate my thumb.

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Q Bist – Picasso at the arcade by Smaggers

Gorgeous. I’d hang this on my wall and not throw spitballs at it. Poor Q*bert seems middle-aged and disillusioned, weary of his routine – avoiding the same snakes, jumping on the same squares, every day since 1982. No-one even cares anymore.

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Gracious, is it Very Serious Poetry Time already?

Climax of Tragedy by Cubits

I stand upon the thun’drous cliffs of world.
My grip: the purest lotus fleur, so fair.
No more! The fate of me is now unfurled.
For lust of blood and vanity lie there.

Oh God above did form this sacred leaf.
He gave his wonders in his blood, his Christ.
To grant a soul and greater love, for grief.
My soul I sold, but still I pay a price.

To see the closing gates before my eyes.
It is ten thousand curses for one light.
For soiled flower beckons terror’s guise.
To hell I cast, but not before this fight.

My foe, my friend, it all will end, you see.
Where fear and sadness, now hate.
Have at thee!

Oh man, I can totally relate.