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Posted by homor - May 17th, 2021

If by some off chance you actually follow this blog, you might have seen a previous post I made about a recent problem I had with a friend with a poll involving Tankman. If you aren't caught up on the issue, just go back and read that post for a refresher. The quick version is: in a 53xy83457 character battle poll, Tankman was pitted up against Doom Guy. I initially voted for Doom Guy, but changed my vote to Tankman when my friend told me he really wanted to win. Ultimately, Tankman lost, which made him very sad because he felt like it was a sign that Tankman and Newgrounds were highly underappreciated, and it still upsets him to this day.

Thankfully, however, there's been some really good news on this front. If you're on Newgrounds right now, chances are you know all about Friday Night Funkin'. If by some strange twist of fate you come across this post and you don't, it's a really fun rhythm game featuring cameos from all sorts of different Newgrounds characters, including the boys from Spooky Month, Pico, and as of a recent update, our old pal Tankman! I have no idea why or how Friday Night Funkin' got so extremely popular seemingly overnight, but I'm extremely glad it did. Not only is the game great fun, its also a loving and heartfelt tribute to the entirety of Newgrounds and everything on it!


The Tankman update for FnF was so widely anticipated that, upon release, it crashed the entire site for a whole day, bringing in hundres of thousands of views and new users to the site. This is a sure sign that Newgrounds is highly appreciate, and people understand what makes it and the many characters on it so wonderful. Seeing something I've loved and cared about for years get this kind of attention and praise is really validating.

So, to my friend who felt so bad after Tankman lost the 53xy83457 battle, don't feel so bad. Just because one thing didn't work out the way you wanted doesn't mean people don't love the character. In fact, I think it's fair to say Tankman is now more popular than ever before! With the awesome response from the fandom, and the brand new fans all loving the character and making their own new content, its fair to say the future holds many cool things for Tankman in the future.

Now, with all that said: with Tankman's newfound popularity, maybe it's time for a rematch? 53xy83457, if this post happens to catch your eye, maybe given it some thought ;)

Posted by homor - May 28th, 2020

This is a post I'm writing for a friend on Discord who feels very strongly about it. I'm hoping by writing at length about this situation, it can clear up any misunderstandings between as, give an easy way for me and him to explain the situation to other people, and easily get input, opinions or even possibly advice.

It all started back in 2019. There's this artist you might have heard of named 53xy83457 who has a series called Project Pixkill, where two pixelized versions of popular cartoon/comic/video game characters fight and the winner is determined by viewer polls. The poll we'll be focusing on today was "Tankman vs Doom Guy."

My friend, who asked that I not use his username, really wanted Tankman to win, because he believed it would be a good tribute to Newgrounds, seeing as Tankman is the main mascot. A lot of people, myself included, thought it'd be cool for Doom Guy to win because he's a really cool character and in general, people really like the Doom games. This is where the trouble begins.

I was one of the people who wanted Doom Guy to win. Usually, I vote for the underdog in 53xy's polls, and I also tend to go for the Newgrounds character. But I play Doom a lot since its one of the only things my toaster of a computer can run, so I was drawn more to Doom Guy. Even still, it was a pretty tricky decision for me, since I like both, and I chose my vote on a whim.

This upset my friend, because he thought, and was hoping, that I'd vote for Tankman.

Usually, the "underdog" characters wins in 53xy's polls, especially if they're from Newgrounds. Combine that with the fact that I usually vote for obscure characters and Newgrounds characters, and you can see why my friend thought Tankman would win, and why he thought I'd vote for him. Finding out I didn't, and that Tankman lost, would naturally hurt a lot worse because of this expectation.

He repeatedly expressed displeasure and sadness over the fact that I didn't vote for Tankman, and that Doom Guy was winning. He felt like it was unfair and it seemed to really hurt his feelings. Eventually, I decided to change my vote to Tankman for several reasons, like the fact that I really do like obscure characters more, and that just my friend, I thought Tankman should win because he's a Newgrounds representative. but the strongest of which being that I realized how important it was to him. It might seem silly to some, but Newgrounds hold a special place in his heart, as it does in mine.

Even after changing my vote, Doom Guy still got far more votes than Tankman, and DG won the contest in a blowout victory. It took me a long time (weeks if I recall) to change my vote, and I wonder if I had changed my vote earlier if would've helped build up more momentum. A full year later, my friend is still very upset over it. He's still disappointed with the outcome and wishes it happened differently, and that I voted a different way. It didn't seem very important to me at the time, but now I realize with how much emotion he had invested in this fight, I regret not voting for Tankman sooner.

So, what do you guys think? What's your take on the situation? Is anybody in the right, or the wrong? Is anybody at fault? Your thoughts are deeply appreciated.iu_126492_1389456.jpg


Posted by homor - May 4th, 2019

Information is still valid, but right now my commissions are closed. Sorry!

Anderson Steel

Work Email: Jackblackstack@gmail.com

Tumblr: DoctorBleed.tumblr.com


Creepypasta: https://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/User:DoctorBleed

FanFiction: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/3278693/

My Published Novella: https://www.amazon.com/Doctor-Bleeds-Misery-Anderson-Steel-ebook/dp/B072C59HQ3

Independent Writer looking to take commissions for written work, including Ghost Writing. I have experience with self-publishing and uploading work online. Offering economical prices far cheaper than industry standard. Time taken to write works will vary depending on content and personal challenges. Refunds are offered up until the first draft is completed.

Commissions can include:

  • Short Stories
  • Articles
  • Fan Fiction
  • Reviews
  • Advertising Blurbs
  • Greeting Cards or Letters
  • Erotica/Smut is allowed and you will not be charged any additional fees if the content of your story is erotic in nature. (See "Commission Process" for more information)


Notice: Prices are negotiable based on the content of the story, my current workload and my relationship with the client. Don't be afraid to ask!

  • 100-1000 Words (short) - $8.00
  • 1000-3000 Words (average size) - $15.00
  • 3000-5000 Words (chapter length) - $20.00
  • Multi-Chapter stories can be commissioned at $10 per Chapter ("Chapters" are roughly about 2000 words)


  • If I end up writing more than what you paid for, you will not recieve any additional charges.
  • Refunds can be requested at any time before the story is completed. In such a case, production on a written work will cease. Please allow roughly 1-2 weeks for repayment to go through. If your story is partially completed by the time the refund is requested, you may receive a partial refund based on the amount of progress made.

[Commission Process]

Step 1 - Outlining

This is the initial step of the process, before money is exchanged. You explain what you want me to write and send me an outline of what you want the story to be and the direction it will go in. This can be as brief or as long as you want, so long as it properly advertises what the story will bel ike. After the outline is sent and reviewed, I will ask your permission to send an invoice via PayPal or an alternative. Writing will begin once payment is recieved.

Notice: If I believe I'm not up to writing it or am simply not comfortable with the content, I will decline and you will recieve no charges whatsoever. I will also do my best to direct you to other writers who may be interested in writing the kind of content you'd like to see. Also note that if your story is erotic, I will use a psudeonym.

Step 2 - Writing and Workshopping

I willl begin writing your story and will periodically show you portions of the story to get feedback and show my progress. You can look over the story and voice any suggestions or critique you have. Please be considerate and polite, but also very clear. This can be done via email or through a chat service of your choice.

Step 3 - Finishing Touches

The final step of the process. The Rough Draft is complete and the story simply needs some editing before release. This stage of the process normally ends when the client is satisfied with the final product.

[Final Notes]

  • Don't be nervous. If you're socially awkward, I am too. Just be honest and clear! If you're being rude, I'll be sure to tell you. Haha!
  • If I'm currently working on other stories, your commission may be place in a "queue" and won't be worked on until the other stories are completed.


Posted by homor - May 2nd, 2019

I can't believe I've been signed up here since 2005. What a wild ride.

Posted by homor - December 4th, 2018

It's been nearly a decade since I've used this website. I cringe so hard at all my old posts and the junk I've uploaded before. I was almost too embarrassed to come back here for anything except flash games and porn.

But something happened recently. Tumblr started purging tons of stuff off their shitty site, and to be honest I fucking hate Tumblr and using it with a burning passion. I only stay there because there's an audience for my comics and people talk about niche stuff there I can't really find anywhere else. But now that there's a mass exodus from Tumblr to other places, I have to wonder if not coming back here would be a missed opportunity.

I'll be casing this joint over the next couple of days, trying to come to a decision. In the meantime, if on the off-chance you remember me from the old days, feel free to say "Hi" and we can reminisce about old times.

Posted by homor - March 29th, 2013

I fell in love again
All things go, all things go
Drove to Chicago
All things know, all things know

We sold our clothes to the state
I don't mind, I don't mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow

We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

I drove to New York
In a van with my friend
We slept in parking lots
I don't mind, I don't mind

I was in love with the place
In my mind, in my mind
I made a lot of mistakes
In my mind, in my mind

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow

We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

If I was crying
In the van with my friend
It was for freedom
From myself and from the land

I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes
I made a lot of mistakes

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow

We had our mindset
All things know, all things know
You had to find it
All things go, all things go

You came to take us
All things go, all things go
To recreate us
All things grow, all things grow

We had our mindset
(I made a lot of mistakes)
All things know, all things know
(I made a lot of mistakes)

You had to find it
(I made a lot of mistakes)
All things go, all things go
(I made a lot of mistakes)


Posted by homor - March 25th, 2013

Yesterday I got so old
I felt like I could die
Yesterday I got so old
It made me wanna cry

So go on, go on, just walk away
Go on, go on, your choice is made
Go on, go on, and disappear
Go on, go on, away from here

And I know I was wrong
When I said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her
In between without you, without you

Yesterday I got so scared
I shivered like a child
Yesterday away from you
It thrills me deep inside

Well, come back, come back
No other way
Come back, come back
I'm back today

Come back, come back
Well, can't you see?
Come back, come back
Come back to me

And I know I was wrong
When I said it was true
That it couldn't be me and be her
In between, without you, without you

Go on, go on
Go on, go on

Without you
(Go on)
Without you
(Go on)

Posted by homor - February 8th, 2012

Hello all two people who've ever read my blog by accident, i hope you're enjoying the new redesign as much as i am!

Pros -
- New layout is totally bitching!
- Tons of cool new stuff!
- Better icons, much less of an eyesore.
- New emoticons are much less obnoxious.
- New auras are also much less obnoxious

Cons -
- No Literature Portal or Chat System (as of this writing)
- No Edit button
- Kind of slow on my computer. but i have a shitty connection.
- Hard to break into, since everything is new.

That's all, i'm gonna keep checking all the new stuff out.

Posted by homor - February 6th, 2012

Is your body ready for Redesign 2012?

EDIT: Eight hours now.

Posted by homor - December 3rd, 2011

A few years back, i became a resident at a mental hospital after a nervous breakdown. If you haven't ever stayed at a mental hospital, you aren't missing much. It wasn't exactly horrifying, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. I live in a rather small, kinda hickish town, so there weren't a lot of other residents.

The people there weren't like Chris or ADF, they were all so severely damaged they couldn't even interact with people. One of he ways i used to cope with my situation was to give everyone there nicknames.

There was a chick there i called Vamps, if she was just a little bit saner, she'd probably be a goth. She never got much sun, so her skin was REALLY pale, to a point where if she stayed in direct sunlight for even a few minutes, her skin would start to get all red. She had black, waist-length hair that was an absolute mess, it made her look feral. You couldn't really have a conversation with her, if anyone tried to talk to her she'd just rub her hands together, look around, and mutter something from Lovecraft.

There was also Mandingo, Mandingo was a big black guy (obviously) who scared the fuck out of me. He had Bipolar Disorder, and they were keeping him there until they could find the right dose of medication for him. Most of the time i saw him, he was heavily drugged and usually drooling. Whenever he wasn't like that, he was absolutely terrifying to be around. He would throw these MASSIVE tantrums over the stupidest shit, like if someone moved his pillow, or drank his lemonade (he had some kind of weird obsession with lemonade) he would go fucking BERSERK, they'd have to call in like, twenty staff members to subdue him, and even then a whole punch of people would end up with black eyes or some shit.

There was Mr. Swartzwelder, i didn't really have a nickname for him, because i never really saw him. He'd never talk and always stay in his room, if you so much as glanced at him, he'd go bug eyed and slam the door shut.

Then there was Liam, and he was something else entirely.

I first met Liam in the middle of the night, in the hallway. He was smacking at a vending machine and yelling. Apparently, his candy got caught on something inside. So, i smacked the side of it, and it fell out. Liam really appreciated that.

He thanked me and starting asking me a whole bunch of questions. He asked me what my name was, what room i was in, what i was diagnosed with and what medication i was on. Up until that point, i never really talked to anyone at the mental asylum much, so this was a really big thing for me.

Starting that day, me a Liam were friends. What i didn't know at the time was that my friendship with Liam would get me into some deep shit.

Liam was something totally different from all the other residents. For me, this was both a good thing and a bad thing.

One thing i really liked about Liam was he was one of the only people in the institution who had the mental capacity to carry on an actual conversation. Which was a real blessing for me, since the only other person who could do that here was my Therapist, Dr. Walters.

Liam was pretty bright, and a little bit arrogant, but he was a pretty nice guy otherwise. Would usually end up talking about movies or TV shows we used to watch before we got here. Liam was so well composed, i honestly wondered why he was even there.

It turned out to be because he was delusional.

Some people have trouble separating fantasy and reality, for Liam, fantasy WAS reality.

Liam was a massive bullshiter, and as a i spoke to him more and more, this become even more obvious. He would claim the most ridiculous things, like that he was only in the institution because he fucked a senator's daughter, and that he was a famous racer in an illegal racing circuit, or that he had a big mansion and dozens of girlfriends.

His main delusion, though, was that he was a high-ranking Underboss in the Irish Mafia. This delusion was the backdrop for all his other delusions. He claimed that he had a whole gang on the outside, just waiting for him to get out so they could get back to fighting a gang he called "The Castillian Lords", i think he meant the Latin Kings, but we were nowhere near New York.

Despite his arrogance and his delusion, i really like hanging out with Liam, and Liam really liked me. By the time we started to become good friends, he would start to include me in his delusions, saying that when i got out, he was gonna put in a good word for me with the other Underbosses in his gang, that he was gonna throw a couple of his girls my way, and a whole bunch of other stuff. I knew it was all bullshit, but it was really nice of him anyway, i felt.

Liam was a real troublemaker though, which is something about him i really didn't appreciate. He didn't like the other residents of the institution, and he made that very clear. He would run around the halls, shout at people, make fun of the staff, things like that.

One of the most horrifying moments i had hanging out with Liam was when were playing checkers in the wreck room, and he saw Mandingo walking to the vending machine. Liam was a hardcore racist, and he never tried to hide it, not even a little.

He stood up and started shouting at Mandingo, calling him a monkey, shouting "N****r!" over and over again, making monkey noises, and asking him if he'd like a banana.

I got up and starting begging Liam to be quite, to not upset Mandingo, to calm down, but he wouldn't listen. I actually started to cry, i was completely sure Mandingo was gonna come over and beat the shit out of us. Luckily, this happened to be one of the days where he was so doped out he could event walk straight, so we were fine.

Despite the fact that Liam always started so much shit, he was virtually ignored by the other residents and the staff. He tried to tell me it was because everyone was afraid of him, because he had connections. Me? I thought it was just because everyone there was either lethargic or insane.

One person who took particular interest in Liam was my Therapist, Dr. Walters. Before i met Liam, i'd barely say anything when during my sessions. After i met Liam, i finally had something to talk about.

Dr. Walters used to ask me a lot of questions about Liam. How he was doing, what he did today, what i talked to him about today, and what he was doing. I remember asking him "Why aren't you asking Liam all these questions?" and he just shrugged it away.

When i told Liam about the questions Dr. Walters kept asking me, he said it was no surprise, since Liam never talked to anyone, especially not Dr. Walters.

Having someone to talk to really did wonders for me during my stay at the institution. I finally built up the courage to talk to other residents, but none of them were really worth conversing with. The only time i ever really interacted with a patient who wasn't Liam was when i would play board games with Vamps. Turns out she wasn't good at talking, but she was really good at Connect Four.

One of my most vivid memories during the stay at the institution was during a game with Vamps. Liam was watching, making snide comments about how bad i was, and how even a Schizo could beat me, when Dr. Walters walked in with a camera.

He told me he was making a scrapbook with pictures of all the patients, and that me and Liam were the only ones he hadn't photographed yet, so me and him posed for a picture together.

After a few months, i found Liam in his room, packing. It turned out he was certified sane and was finally leaving.

After Liam left the hospital, he would still visit every chance he got. Late at night, if he wanted to talk to me and visiting hours were over, he call the payphone outside of my room, which i had to sneak out the window to get to.

One day Liam was visiting, talking about how business was going, and how his men were getting shit in the gang back together, and i found myself laughing.

Liam knew i didn't believe him, so when he left, he told me was coming back tomorrow, "with proof."

The next day, he showed up with a gigantic briefcase, giddy as a motherfucker. He waited until there were no staff members around, and then he showed me what was in it.

The briefcase contained bags of cocaine, tons of them. There must have been 20, maybe forty bags of coke.

Needless to say, i was freaked the fuck out.

I was absolutely horrified, to the point where i started to hyper-ventilate, but Liam was simply amused.

What if someone sees that shit? I thought. What if we both get arrested? Liam calmed me down, told me he was leaving, with the stuff, and that everything was going to be fine.

I finally had proof that Liam really WAS in the Irish Mafia, just like he said. That his delusions weren't delusions, they were just things that really happened to him, maybe a bit exaggerated, but real none the less.

Before Liam left, he once again told me that when i got out, he would put in a good word with the other Underbosses for me, and i might be able to join.

As i lied in bed that night, i couldn't help but get a little excited. I finally had something to look forward to when i got out, and it was a doozy. I was going to be a mob boss, a big shot. Money, cars, women, all that shit Liam talked about.

Suddenly, i heard the payphone outside my room ring. Just like every other night, i sneaked out the window to answer it. Obviously, it was Liam.

Liam sounded hysterical on the phone, he was afraid. For once, he finally wasn't delusional.

It turned out Liam, just as i had originally thought, wasn't in the Irish Mafia. In reality, there was no "Irish Mafia", the only real gang my city had was a gang of Hispanic drug dealers, and, in the stupidest move in Liam's life, he stole those drugs from them.

I'd never heard Liam cry, or even sound scared before, so that was all a big shock for me. He told me all he wanted was to impress me, that he never wanted mixed up in all of this, and that he was going to give the drugs back.

He told me they were coming to kill him, and that i needed to get down to the docks and help him. I didn't have a car, but i knew how to hotwire one.

Mr. Walters was at the institution overnight, looking over some files, so his car was parked right outside. I was sure that after i came back with it and explained what happened, he's understand, he might even be able to help me and Liam get into the Witness Protection Program.

I broke the window, climbed in, hot-wired the car, and headed off to the docks in a hurry. After an hour or so of driving, i made it.

I saw a bunch of Hispanic men lifting a huge garbage bag into the truck of their car and driving off. I thought it was Liam. I followed the car, not knowing what i would do when i caught up, but i knew i had to do something.

I must've followed the car for two hours straight, always following it very closely, but still keeping my distance. By the end of the second hour, i lost track of the car and blacked out.

When i came to, i saw several police cars surrounding me, and Dr. Walters talking to the police. He looked really distressed, and almost guilty.

When he finally fished talking to the cops, he talked to me. I told him all about Liam, and what happened, why i stole his car, and how i needed his help.

He gave me probably the saddest look anyone's ever given me in my life, like i just told him i shot his dog or something.

Dr. Walters looked at me, and began fiddling around in his wallet.

"I'm going to show you something that's probably going to upset you."

Out of his wallet, he pulled out the picture of me and Liam, only there was one big difference this time:

Liam wasn't in it.

It had turned out, after my nervous breakdown, they discovered i had undiagnosed Schizophrenia. One of my symptoms was Auditory/Visual hallucinations. Liam wasn't real, never was. Every conversation i had with him was simply a figment of my lonely sub-conscious.

A couple weeks later, i started taking better medication, and they finally let me out. I pretty glad, you can only play Connect Four so many times before it becomes repetitive.

Vamps got out too. She ended up shaving all her hair off for some Chemo charity thing. I saw at a friend's party the other night and tried to hit on her, she wasn't interested. Can't say i blame her.

Mandingo got out two months after me, when they finally got his medication right. He works as a clerk at my local supermarket now, but i don't shop there anymore, because he still scares the fuck out of me.

I don't know what happened to Mr. Swartwelder, and quite frankly, i don't wanna know. That guy freaked me out.

As for me? I'm just trying to get my shit together. Sometimes, if i mess up my medication or forget to take it, i see Liam again. I don't talk to him though, because even if he's not real, Liam is an asshole.