The /co/ origins of Hazbin Hotel's Insane: Helping HazbinHelluva take off, Part 1 of 2
I analyze how the imprint of myself protecting Hazbin Hotel from being aborted by the animation industry can be clearly seen in the productions.
The Underrealm: Confederacy of Oil-Worlds continues with Chapter 4: โThe innermost ring glowed. โThey will see the eerie gaze of an Overlord Underdaemon transmit shredding into a million feelings of their fellows, and they will gradually realize Destruction does not need to justify itself. Then the stories will be told.โโ
For the first time this song and the associated character came alive to me. One's experiences of artwork is determined by things like how women and associated men generate the social environment. Back around 2013 people enjoyed a social environment generated by me, hence gleefully embarking with sadism into things like having lesbian โmarriagesโ while posting a passive aggressive picture on /co/ of Andrew Hussie reading books on feminism and similar. When I went into isolation all that gradually fell dead, when my Initiative began there was extreme lashing on multiple occasions about the humiliation I was Awakening in people's consciousness, including when I was about to post examples of such humiliation in articles. It turns out people are connected wow.
One example of this humiliation is that the Hazbin Hotel character Alastor connects to my relationship with ipgd in a way that impresses me. Although I am interested in the Divine project of replacing sex and marriage with things like more advanced friendship, and you can have more than one friend, I have acted upon impulses associated with monogamy for reasons like that people refused to acknowledge my relationship with ipgd, key to many humiliating stories about the origins of the past decade of /co/ culture, including things like dril becoming a darling of leftists.
When you think about the concept of a โradio demonโ it's easy to wonder what that means. My relationship with ipgd connects to imagery of the film Bumblebee. At the end of my teenage Revolution I would do things like play songs as a method of communication. I connected with her across many facets of her favorite media, which is a vitally important thing for people with inherently creative identities. James Roach made a stupid song for Caliborn to embed avoiding how I use songs in the fabric of being a Homestuck fan, as becoming acclimated to it could be โdisgustingโ at first.
When people like James destroyed my life I basically interacted by saying very very weird things. I would see news for new cartoons and essentially play the radio of my brain. Rather than participate in anything, I just gave a variety of reminders that I was waiting for people to acknowledge ipgd's friendship with myself, like Bumblebee languishing in the junkyard in the film. There was inspirational information in these comments, but they would only make sense to girls who had connected with me over the years.
One of the few times I actually activated to participate in things was when Hazbin Hotel was starting to take off and industry people were attacking the project for things like lacking air conditioning. When I point this out there's a metaphysical background: the Protestant church is largely driven by refusing to accept the Dark side of Life in God, which as in theodicy is a consequence of God's light. Some individuals like myself are specifically designed by God for managing the shadows of life.
And so industry people out of their protestantized Disney corporation, etc. were highlighting having to accept โhellishโ conditions to work in independent animation. The things that happen in our lives both ordinary and extraordinary can be metaphysical illustrations. I know a lot about that because my own illustrations are so artificial.
And so when I defended Vivzie, that was more than just the defense on the surface. It was empowered by things like how often my communications on /co/ and elsewhere were clear to the general public, which was very rarely. On top of that it was also fueled by what the industry had done to my life, which was completely ruin it. They gloated about it. They were all primed and ready to make fun of me about all the details when I leaved the โjunkyardโ, although it took so long pretty much all of them immediately fell apart besides accusing me of wanting to have sex with artist girl friends.
I was tormented physically by things like the industry, spiritually from things like fighting spiritual evils including ones humans had never learned about. And in that torment I defended Vivzie as a showrunner wholeheartedly. I completely countered the โhellishโ stigma transmitted by the industry about her studio.
Would be a real douchebag move to have that sort of defense to protect your project to become a massive success and give nothing in return whatsoever.
By incorporating a Smiledog motif, a radio theme, and other aspects like Alastorโs curious rhetoric Vivzie references myself in the time when I protected her project and other things.