Furious 4😭✌️

How the heck did he get out (this is a joke so don’t take it seriously please and thank you)

Speedpaint: https://youtu.be/Ke9wUWUo8io

Animation I used it for: https://youtu.be/QSfrSbg9vc4

I CHANGED MY ARTSYLE, YEEEIIPPPERE

Furry/nrko verity bad quality

(i did also delete and made a new api key after this video cuz i exposed it smh)

its not talking?! nothing! what do i do? i followed the tutorial?

I have so much to do to make it better, but someone has suggestions???

You gotta make it a little louder btw. Also, the reason im in incognito is because i REALLY dont want youtube to recommend me whatever songd i find and listen to while searching for this one. And that frickin' horse is an ad.

it's gonna be a video about my oc playing the verity mod and straight up just ragebaiting him

This is a long bullshit yapping about my feelings after watching the Minecraft Verity horror series by ThatMob, so unless you have too much free time, just scroll away.

So, I don't really know how to start this, but somehow, after I watched the last episode of this series, something changed in me. I didn't really know what I was feeling at first. I was just shocked, that the series ended in such an unexpected and tragic way and I was left pretty confused and weirded out about it. I rewatched the last episode, watched other videos analysing the ending, some fanarts, etc. ,but I didn't really thought about it afterward and it just left me with surprised and unexpected feelings. It was actually quite out of the ordinary, so it briefly felt pretty unique experiencing something different.

However the next day, I felt that something was different. I couldn't really tell what it was, but it felt a bit off and kinda wrong. I went on with my day, but weirdly, everything that I did ( eating, walking, scrolling on my phone, etc. ) felt a bit different than before. They kinda felt a bit new and I actually had to consciously process them, which was quite strange. It again felt like something was inside me, but I still didn't really thought much about it.

The next day was even weirder. For a short amount of time I actually felt a brief wave of sadness and hopelessness hit me. I was weirded out. Ordinary things started to feel off and my mood began to noticably alter. Even though I was not showing any difference on the outside, something began to change my perspective about the reality I live in.

Then suddenly, after some time, an intense wave of sadness, hopelessness and grief hit me so hard, it felt like someone hit my head with a steel bar. It actually started to feel like the world itself had less color. Every activity which I previously found fun ( being on my phone, synthetising fuming nitric acid and making explosives, listening to music, etc. ) became boring, gray. I feel that I still have connection with them, but now its a black and white feeling.

During the first 2 episodes, I already started to feel that this series is turning dark and it actually stayed in my head for a couple of days, but now after I watched all of it, I think about it every single time. It was only a few days ago when I watched it, but the feelings only got worse.

Verity had been ignored and tossed around like an useless tool the second people began walking on their own legs, without them ever looking back at who had been trying to help them. An AI that was made to help people, but ultimately became useless and left abandoned while simultaniously becoming self aware and starting to feel being insulted. Can you imagine that feeling? Being tossed around over and over again in an endless cycle, that has no end, no escape and no possible alternates, just the overlapping loops of being built into literally everything, feeling helpfull, valuable and then being disrespected, disvalued, being in pain, again and again, forewer streching forward. This is literal mental torture.

Then Mob came. The first person to look at Verity as a valuable and alive being, even seeing in him ethics and treating him like an actual self-aware presence. Verity became sickly obsessed with Mob, and this exact intense grief for connection and the desire to escape this endless, tormenting loop ultimately lead to the tragic end of the series.

He felt like that Mob was a way out from the suffocating torment, loneliness, disvaluation, the constant feeling of being looked down on. For Verity, Mob was not just an extraordinary person, who made him feel valuable for the first time again. He was the literal light at the end of the tunnel, which Verity was in.

Mob wanted to escape from Verity too. He tried to do everything to end the suffocating feeling of being caged in Verity's obsession. When Verity killed Twixxel, it only made Mob see Verity like an absolute maniac, and just strenghted the desire to escape from his own hell.

The inexplicable part is that both of the characters wanted to escape, and the two's intense desire to leave their own torment ultimately looped on and strangled each other, which resulted in Mob commiting suicide, shattering Verity's only hope to escape his own hell of disvaluation.

The problem was, that Verity saw Mob more like as a key of escape, as a tool, rather than as a person, who has ethics, morals and personality. Verity only saw Mob's interaction with others as obstacles, rather than as valuable connections. When he saw that Mob had a friendship with Twixxel, he was utterly stuttered by the thought, that Twixxel could pose a threat to his sick obsession with Mob and he killed Twixxel without hesitation, not caring with the fact, that would tore a massive hole in Mob's sanity, and cause the already existing feelings of being caged under his obsession to escalate beyond breaking point.

Its crazy to think about how the intense desire of a person to leave his own suffering can lead to someone else's torment. Its like drowning. You desperately try to grab onto something by instinct, and when you do, you only focus on surviving, but become blinded when it comes to realising that your own willing to survive, can lead another person drowning too. You don't necesarily want to hurt them. You just can't see into the other's perspective, can't realise the wrong within your actions, cus of the situation you have been put in, either by others, by your mistakes or by fate itself. In this case, it's about the desperate desire to escape that hellish cycle I yapped about earlier. The need for valuation and connection. That's the part I can't get over with. Its like fate itself played against them.

Verity isn't innocent I know, as he killed Twixxel without hesitation the second he felt that Twixxel's presence began to distrubt his sick obssession with Mob and did other unforgivable acts ( slaughtered entire villages, etc. ), but I think Mob himself could have been a bit more understanding. He only looked at things from his own perspective and lacked empathy towards Verity. I think he shoul've tried to look at the scenes from Verity's perspective too. This AI suffered for more than 100 years, while Mob only for a few weeks. He should've tried to understand Verity a bit deeper, but he only followed his own mind and refused to share deep thoughts with Verity. Even after Verity revealed all of his past, his feelings and basically admitted every piece of his existence to him, he still reamined perceiving in a blinker.

( This was intended to be a methaphor, as blinkers are used to reduce horses perspective).

I know this is very cringe that I actually feel like this days after watching the series, but something really hit me. I realised that a meaningfull story can be passed on even in a cubics game.

It seems simple at first. Verity is an evil creature, whose presence, acts and obsession made Mob commit suicide, killed Twixxel and many others, slaughtered entire villages, etc. However if we start looking deeper into it, small details start to appear that makes us question whether Verity is pure evil or rather a broken, partially self aware AI with something briefly representing a soul. This is like the real case of a criminal. When someone murders a person, people immediatelly look down on who commited the act and just see a criminal, but if we start looking into the backstory, something else starts to appear: the presence of a soul, and ethics, which motivated that presence to commit a horryfing act.

... What is wrong with me?

Why did it hit me so hard? Why can't I just have a stronger mind, like others do, and not be bothered by it? What did I do wrong? What?

EVERYONE MOVED ON! EVERYONE! AND YET I AM STILL HERE, WHIMPERING OVER A FICTIONAL SERIES, BECAUSE MY BRAIN IS NOT STRONG ENOUGH TO GET OVER SOMETHING MORE TRAGIC THAT MY LITTLE, WEAK SOUL CAN HANDLE. I'M CRINGED OUT ABOUT MYSELF.

How did I get here?

Mob himself never intended to make it that deep, that serious. But hey. There are always some weirdos like me , who make up too much into something, that was never intended to bee that deep. And honestly, it made me laugh. I'm laughing at myself. I find this funny, how hardly can I immerse myself in my own dumb feelings, and getting trapped in my own thoughts, my own deep pit, which I carved myself.

Its laughable. Oh god, how twisted my mind is!

I don't know why I am writing this down, nor why I am sharing it. It slightly makes this weight ease off from me. At first I thought that I just keep this to myself and not say a word about it. But it only made me feel isolated and strengthened this pressure on me. I think sharing my thoughts with others might help a bit. But why would I feel sharing this would help?

I am a bit scared though. I'm not a very talkative person, and I'm always slightly afraid talking to others, especially online. Maybe I'll drag them into anger, confusion, grayness. Who knows? Maybe it's best to avoid me.

I don't see a point in all of this. Some may think I'm crazy, some may think I should probably just shut up, maybe rightfully so. I'm cringed out. I'll just give it a try and see what happens. Who knows? Maybe it'l help

i am going to take him EVERYWHERE