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1) Michiko to Hatchin is hilarious, eh? Also hilarious? The names.
Satoshi Batista. Satoshi Batista. Satoshi.
Hiroshi Morenos. Hiroshi.
Shinsuke Rodriguez. LOL WUT?
Atsuko? Michiko?

Yes, yes, of course it takes place in a South American country that will never exist. But did the writers even try to come up with believable first names? Also, there's a samurai. WHAT? The little pride I have for my heritage is trying to rage over this, but I'm too busy laughing to be insulted.


2) How do you lose a pair of red pajama pants? They're red. Kicked off in the middle of the night, yes, but they're red. If they aspired to become sentient and ninjas, they should be failing hard at the latter?


3) I keep dreaming that I'm having intense arguments on the internet. Late night procrastination does that to a person I guess. But I'm actually checking to see what the rebuttals were; I'm shocked and disappointed to find out these debates never happened.


4) I barely dabble in or consider RPS, but I think I'm shipping Satoru Iwata(Nintendo President) and Masahiro Sakurai(former Nintendo employee and Super Smash Bros. Brawl designer). Reading those Iwata Asks interviews a second time, I have sufficient reason to believe they had hatesex.
Iwata tries too hard to win Sakurai's affections, despite pissing him off with the leash that is known as Super Smash Bros. Sakurai only worked on the project due to nostalgia and feeling he still owed Iwata something. Iwata is after his ass. He keeps coming on to Sakurai.
Sakurai reluctantly bottoms. The indignity (even if deep down he really enjoys it) is what causes him to leave several passive aggressive comments throughout the dojo. Iwata doesn't care since he just thinks it makes Sakurai cuter. Then he wants more ass.
This is definitely a seme/uke and tsundere relationship.

OH, WHY DO I ACTUALLY WANT FIC OF THIS?
THE INTERNET HAS RUINED ME.

When I was a kid, until the beginning of middle school I believe, I didn't have any access to cable television. Money was tight, and my family was lucky enough to own a decent television at the time. Oh, pitiful us. The only channels my family could afford at the time were the free ones, known as PUBLIC TELEVISION and THE FRENCH CHANNEL. These are the cartoons of my childhood.
God Bless You^TM National Film Board of Canada's animation section.


Para Sight

What the pretentious? I'm glad government-sponsored television never raised me. I could have turned into a hipster. A hipster.


( Two animated shorts with actual substance under the cut )