Wonky pixels
I was walking in the city, looking at shops and other stuff like this when I suddenly noticed a very unusual small shop.
This shop was full of very unusual things, and inside people wore kind of old clothes. The shopkeeper looks like he lived in middle age, and was wearing a kind of very large dress in crude fabric. What really attracted me was the fact there was a document talking about the art of pixeling. Being myself a pixeler I started to read it, when the shopkeeper arrived and asked me if I was pixeler, because then I could join their group. I said I was interested but then he said he need first to check if I am really what I claim I am.
He started to ask some questions, showing things in the document, when I suddenly noticed something wrong in it. "Hey, I know this program, -crackart-, I used it a lot but the screnshot here is not of crackart, it’s totally unrelated !", he looked at me weirdly, and said "It’s not what I asked you, I need to know if you know what pixeling is all about.", on that I replied that crackart was my tool of choice, it’s why I know it so well, because he had a lot of cool features like showing or removing the grid in zoomed mode, allowing for a very sharp work when doing smoothing or manual anti-aliasing. On these words his eyes highlighted and he said that right, I obviously know about it all, there were no need to check my skills any further, he would add me on the guild rooster as soon as he would be done correcting the error I found in the document.
He then corrected the page, and started to update a "what’s new " page, explaining what was wrong… when things started to be weird. When typing all that he kept moving strangely, started to scratch himself like if he was itching on all his body. At the same time other people in the shop started to strip themselves, and get close ones with the others. And then the guild master finished his text by putting photos of himself in gruesome situation while doing weird things… starting to feel that I better have to leave, I started back tracking when I noticed it was not a shop anymore, but more like a decorated cave with people doing all kind of perverted and weird thingies all around me.
I was running as fast as I can in the never ending tunnels when I suddenly awoke.
This shop was full of very unusual things, and inside people wore kind of old clothes. The shopkeeper looks like he lived in middle age, and was wearing a kind of very large dress in crude fabric. What really attracted me was the fact there was a document talking about the art of pixeling. Being myself a pixeler I started to read it, when the shopkeeper arrived and asked me if I was pixeler, because then I could join their group. I said I was interested but then he said he need first to check if I am really what I claim I am.
He started to ask some questions, showing things in the document, when I suddenly noticed something wrong in it. "Hey, I know this program, -crackart-, I used it a lot but the screnshot here is not of crackart, it’s totally unrelated !", he looked at me weirdly, and said "It’s not what I asked you, I need to know if you know what pixeling is all about.", on that I replied that crackart was my tool of choice, it’s why I know it so well, because he had a lot of cool features like showing or removing the grid in zoomed mode, allowing for a very sharp work when doing smoothing or manual anti-aliasing. On these words his eyes highlighted and he said that right, I obviously know about it all, there were no need to check my skills any further, he would add me on the guild rooster as soon as he would be done correcting the error I found in the document.
He then corrected the page, and started to update a "what’s new " page, explaining what was wrong… when things started to be weird. When typing all that he kept moving strangely, started to scratch himself like if he was itching on all his body. At the same time other people in the shop started to strip themselves, and get close ones with the others. And then the guild master finished his text by putting photos of himself in gruesome situation while doing weird things… starting to feel that I better have to leave, I started back tracking when I noticed it was not a shop anymore, but more like a decorated cave with people doing all kind of perverted and weird thingies all around me.
I was running as fast as I can in the never ending tunnels when I suddenly awoke.
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