BaSH PR0MPT

The global market leader in browser-based massively multiplayer online games (MMOG), Bigpoint, demonstrated the first technical demo of Battlestar Galactica Online at E3 Expo in Los Angeles. A tactical space combat and adventure MMOG based upon Syfy’s Battlestar Galactica series, Battlestar Galactica Online (http://www.bgo.bigpoint.com) will be shown by appointment only in the West Hall, booth 4336.

The demo will highlight the Unity engine technology that will drive Battlestar Galactica Online game experience and demonstrate how the game’s browser-based platform will reach the huge global audience already playing browser-based MMOGs on Bigpoint.com and through Bigpoint’s many popular distribution partners. The game, however, will be remarkably shit and is set to disappoint BSG fans, as they have come to expect since the original leak in 2007 of an MMORPG that went vaporware, then MMORPG, then vaporware, then MMOG (MMOG is also secret code for “Sucks cock harder than a $2 hooker.”)

The debut trailer for Battlestar Galactica Online is now available on the official E3 Expo virtual press room and the BGO Youtube channel (www.youtube.com/bgo).

Go here to add yourself to the waiting list for the announcement of release of this destined soon-to-be flop: http://battlestar-galactica.bigpoint.com/

Warning: The following blog post may be unsafe to view at work or in front of small children, it contains some mild profanity, and hideously disgusting artwork. :D~

Having been an established professional artist, and made a metric fucktonne of dosh out of it (seriously, I weighed it!) I tend to cruise artists on the social networks and say g’day. That being said, I’ve often heard about absolute batshit psychotic people on Twitter who flip into crazy hostile mode for absolutely no reason. Today I discovered both in a talentless twat from Florida named Katelyn-Elizabeth Day (Also goes by the monikers Katelyn-Elizabeth, Katelyn Day, and @xArtzy on Twitter).  She variously claims she lives in New York, Los Angeles, and ‘Canada’ (because Canada is a city, you see) but is located in Florida, in the US.

I came upon this reasonably ungifted toad whilst flicking through Tweets and viewed her page at the ‘Brooklyn Art Project’ website, I was pretty unimpressed but bored so I said g’day and asked her what medium she used. To this she replied ‘Uh!!’ and then nearly an hour later she said ‘what the HELL are you talking about – i think you got the wrong p[erson' [sic] I commented that I was surprised at her response, I don’t remember what exactly, but I suggested she google what a medium is if she’s going to try and make a career as an artist, what I got in response was hillarious!

I won’t spoil it, scroll to the bottom and read the screen caps off my phone, it’s in reverse order so start at the bottom and read up. :P In the interim, I had suggested to a few friends that perhaps the bitch needs to be called out on her psychopathy as it seems to be a common element when I did a bit of cyber-sluething. The following was suggested, names are obscured to protect the innocent:

☠ // NOT ME says:
I just had some psycho bitch flip her shit at me on Twitter.
Really not me says:
The arty one?
☠ // BaSH PR0MPT says:
Going to collate what she said and repost it as an image file and blog it.
Yeah!
Really not me says:
Lolol yeah saw it
☠ // BaSH PR0MPT says:
She didn’t know what a medium was, so she flipped her shit when I called her out for it.
Really not me says:
She’s like WTF ARE U TLKN BOUT I DONT NO U WTF SHUT UP LEAVE ME ALONE LALALALALALALA CAN’T HEAR U FUCK OFF
☠ // BaSH PR0MPT says:
I NO WUT A MEDIUM IZ I JUST CONFOOZED COSZ I SO BUSY LOLOL [Ironically the these two lines were typed at the same time by both parties - Ed.]
That’s what I typed and deleted.
Because I decided that should be the title of my blog post. [I reconsidered, clearly. - Ed.]
Really not me says:
>_>
☠ // BaSH PR0MPT says:
Katelyn Elizabeth Day from Florida. And I have direct access to all her friends and family on facebook. Muahaha, this shall be sweet.

Aside from the above conversation between two anonymous people, (YES, I intentionally didn’t censor my name out, three people were already like “DUDE DID U MEEN 2 DO DAT?” ffs.) our intrepid ‘artiste’ freely admits she’s a talentless twat spamming airbrushed photos of disney starlets on various profiles hoping someone might think she’s not some fat talentless slob and indirectly will help her career, her fake little ‘artist’ page on Facebook amusingly cites: -

Unofficial Artist but soon (very soon) to be Official.
Art is in my heart, it is who i am! so do not judge me!
I want to be seen as who I am and not who I seem to be on the outside. Inside is what counts.

Maybe someone forgot to tell her that whilst some artists are insane, they’re not psychotic and aggressive to people just saying hi? Wonder how she treats her ‘clients’, who are ‘celebrities’ after all. Inside does count, and this girl is full of the crazybeans mixed with liberal dashings of fail!

She also lists as some of her inspirations, various interesting quotes, one of which is:

“I think girls feel like they’re not cool unless they have a boyfriend or they don’t feel comfortable or happy with themselves–that’s not true! You gotta be independent! You gotta show the power!” Hilary Duff

The above Katelyn holds very dear to her heart, because she is saving her virginity for Johnny Depp.

I figured that I ought to share with you some of her artworks; whilst undoubtedly they’re copyrighted under Berne Convention I am using this specifically for non-profit commentary purposes and will critique and review them so as not to breach copyright!

Fish in the sky, by Katelyn Elizabeth Day.

Here we see a wonderfully colourful visage of colouring in pencil on paper, with a vivid depiction of an unearthly world where sea creatures survive in the air and prosper in the skies above rich green grass. Depicted is a gold fish, some kind of cake shitting what looks to be grass, a sweet potato, and a green kite. Also making a guest appearance is an alien-head crab creature from the critically acclaimed video game Half-Life.

My tree of happiness, by Katelyn Elizabeth  Day.

Our artist originally was trying her hand at designing tribal tattoo’s with lovehearts all over them, when that failed she thought perhaps she could draw a tree over it, along with a cute little fence covered by hearts growing on vines, with what appears to be a juxtaposition of plant-cell membranes on the floor, and a bird tweeting merrily. This vivid piece again comes to us through the medium of pencil on paper. (See, medium, that’s what it means, get it now Katelyn? :))

My Love, Johnny Depp, by Katelyn Elizabeth Day.

The first celebrity to own one of her works, and yes it counts even though she mailed it to his agent along with a love letter. This glorious vision is of texta on very saturated and wet soggy text book paper. This picture perfect effigy of Johnny Depp (instant alarm bell that datbishbecray-zee) was lovingly crafted and repeatedly fapped over by Katelyn. The texturisation diffusion of the arm of his sunglasses is intentional, as is the hideously malformed look of his head, and hand. But everything else within the piece is striking and gorgeous! Oh wait, that .. is all the piece is. Oh. Uh. She has neat handwriting?

Now, without further ado, the Twitter screen caps of win; below is the psychopathy and lullz, enjoy!

Update: My first Twitter psycho ragequit the internets, deleting all public pages she owned or operated and has gone underground, literally! Rumour has it she was sighted in the fine city of Canada living in the sewer system, living off fried rats! She did however leave some lullzy comments on my blog before vanishing; including one pretending to be her own friend. :P

Financial consultant and founder of two magazines and a newspaper and host of a financial television show, many Australian’s have put their faith in David Koch. Winner of two Logies, extensively published author, Australian Father of the Year for 2007 and listed by Readers Digest in the 50 Most Trusted Australian’s one would be shocked to hear he is apparently a liar. That is according to a teenage kid and his crazed yet amazingly brainless harem of teenage fan girls.

The young singer cussed out a floor manager when the guy put a hand on his shoulder to lean in and tell him where to go he flipped his shit, turned abusive and screamed, “Don’t you ever fucking touch me again.” David Koch, co-host of the Sunrise show, said, “We had him on and he was a thoroughly nice bloke, really decent guy. Our floor manager was directing him to where he was about to perform and he turned around to Nick and said ‘don’t ever fucking touch me again’ and Nick went ‘What?’. And then his sound guy, his audio guy said ‘don’t take offense mate he tells us that all the time’. So I was a little disappointed in that. I thought maybe someone needs to drag you aside and give you a bit of a slap.”

Justin has already taken to his Twitter account to deny the accusations claiming that Kochie ‘made it up’, expressing that he can’t understand why ‘adults’ would ‘tell lies’ and going on an attention whoring tirade in an attempt to save face, albeit it was probably his public relation firm in crisis control who were updating all his feeds, but none the less it was amusing that he’d put his word versus David Koch. What’s more likely, a middle aged father, a earnest and extremely trustworthy man versus a teenage primadonna who’s entire image relies on trying to sell himself as innocence and purity in a handbasket.

He tweeted, “Family time with my mom couldn’t come at a better time….I was raised to respect others and not gossip…nor answer gossip with anger. I know my friends family and fans know the person I am. Hearing adults spread lies and rumors is part of the job I guess.”

I’m not a betting man, but I’d put my money on David Koch any day of the week, guess Bustin’ Jeiber doesn’t want to get caught in a lie. He was definitely right though, someone needs to take that kid aside and give him a slap.