The Golden Knight - General Thread

[Le Bateleur]

I'd bet every last of my W-Quarters that Golday is generally unhappy. I can see reality gradually eating its way into his childish world domination dreams. He takes a long time to learn, but he does eventually.

In this journal, "The Work in Artwork", GK starts off by describing how he found an artist and game designer on dA, and how realising that this guy was more talented and successful than he was made him wish he could cry. This shows that he is capable of some degree of self-analysis. Golday goes on to admit that he probably doesn't have what it takes to be a world-conquering comic book artiste:

I want to do something grand, but curse it, I could not stick with it! I mean, the month or 2 production for each comic book I make is decent, but that's it, decent! It's not like this "masterpiece" is carving out a chunk in the moon just to emblazon my name for all to see in the nighttime sky. It means, my weakness towards drawing is amplified to the nth degree! And it's hurting me inside. What really hurts is that I can not see myself stomaching the need to sit down 48-56 hours a week and doing nothing but drawing; writing and brainstorming, maybe, but not this.

He ends up concluding that maybe he ought to focus on writing and game design as he demonstrably fails at drawing and doesn't enjoy it. Admittedly, he can't write or code either, but it's a step in the right direction. Also it's good to see him upset at having produced An Hero Team - his comic is bad and he should feel bad.

There's also this terrible poem he wrote in 2011, which shows that the long shadow of failure is creeping ever closer to Golday's door. I've spoilered it because it's such a bad poem.

Spoiler: The Golden McGonagall wrote

I want to be a mercenary, my own boss.
I'm sick of the military denying their political lords.
I can't reduce myself to a servant job that I'd toss.
Every job demands a specialist, even for cutting boards.

Is labor the only path open to me? I can see no other way.
Those are the kinds that only involve slap and serve, rinse and repeat.
Yet even they are contested by hundreds, all applying every day.
Being in college is one of two needs, the other has me beat.

Only idiots imagine life as a movie or video game.
The closest is making them, and that is my course.
I mean, a creative mind reduced to picking trash? What a shame.
So much energy and zest, wasted on college remorse.

If I were to act on my own terms, I'd land in jail.
I'm too noble for that fate, knowing what lies ahead.
But if nothing changes, I will be doomed to fail.
For now in Summer Vacation, with barely a vision, I lost my head.

Somewhere deep down inside him he knows what's coming. It's not going to be penury, his family are too wealthy for him to know CWC levels of want. It just won't be the epic life of a million fans LARPing with him at his own Con. What sorrow, to be blessed with such dreams and cursed with such inability to capture them.

But lest we feel sorry for Goldie Sue, let's read his instructions for "Assembly of the Ultimate Girl". Basically, his ideal mate will have hideous facial deformities, lead poisoning, and a foot fetish. How to begin the assembly? "Take the girl's shell, and inspect it for anomalies or crippling attributes. If any are found, purify thoroughly until girl is distilled." The end result? "This serves one equally qualified Golden Knight for life."

Serves.

For life.

Spoiler: the Golden Castle isn't going to clean itself

 

[Observers]

what Goldie needs to understand,

Is he wants to create a masterpiece to be famous ... just because "FAME"

When in truth to really create masterpieces you have to love your craft.

Tolkien loved language and it shows in his books. He loved the written word and it shows.

Most SciFi authors love space and science fiction and they create great pieces of work.

I see creations from many of our forum members and you can tell they love the art for arts sake. (blank and Mythos comes to mind)

But if you do not love the craft you will never ever make a masterpiece. You have to love your art, make the masterpiece and maybe just maybe you might get recognition.

Stupid Sod doesn't seem to understand that. IF he hates drawing he should become a writer.. if he hates witting then he needs to find what he loves.

just my 2 cents

 

[Sonic Speed Monkey]

I decided to jump on the bandwagon and provide some more GK art!

Spoiler: ADVENTURE TIME STYLE GO GO

 

[CWCTime]

I still have a bunch of posts to catch up on, but I searched the threads and didn't see that anyone has pointed this out... In defense of GK's haircut, at least one person can pull it off:

Spoiler: Yolandi Visser

 

[Picklechu]

Way back in the old thread someone said something about being an extra being hard, thankless work. Save your sympathy for people who deserve it. As someone who has worked a fair amount as an extra, getting paid an exorbitant amount of money to sit around a movie set hanging out and shooting the shit until they need you to stand around and literally do nothing in the background for a few hours is the easiest job ever invented (as illustrated by the fact that it is regularly performed by people who can't tie their own shoe laces, and retirees looking for something to do).

Then to top it all off the extras put no fucking effort into what they do. Watch any movie or TV show you like and watch the background people. They kill the reality of the scene if you notice them because they're not actors. They're just people off the streets from cities that have a film industry and they're overpaid for the "work" they do. And they bitch and complain all the time and descend on the craft services like a swarm of locusts. (edit: and they get free catered food too! I should have mentioned that before. Do you get free food at work? Because these under-appreciated workhorses of the film industry do.) You know the people in Judge Judy sitting in the audience? Extras, getting paid to do that shit, and basically the most un-put-upon human beings on the planet.

A good example of a scene that's ruined by extras is the scene in Sin City where the prostitutes gun down all the gangsters. Look at the expressions on the prostitute's faces (featured extras). They tear you kicking and screaming out of the scene.

I hate extras.

Yeah, most extras suck. I was actually really surprised by how many were actually acting professional in the most recent film I worked on. Then again, they made people audition just to walk down the street in period dress.

So in actuality, he's just like Chris with his CWCville universe and his "fans" and his general entitlement, he's just like Jace and his nation of tardos, etc. They all want to be a big, important leader. They all want to be badasses.

Ego and self-centeredness are the gateways to lolcowism.

Personally I don't think a heroic knight would make his armor out of gold but use it to help other people and settle for some steel.

Plus, gold's a really soft metal and would make for shitty armor.

Hey guys, I'm cursed too. Nature has cursed me with a stomach that demands to be tended to three times a day. I think I might be human.

But Goldie is a speshul and godlike being! He should be above all of that!!

Back to GK's dad for a bit....



LOL

He says that his parents support him 110%, but it really feels like his dad knows what a tard his son is and has complete disdain for him.
No wonder he thinks he was loved and adored in high school. He's completely oblivious to the true feelings his parents have for him, much less his classmates.

Yeah, there's no way in hell that Goldie was popular. He probably got made fun of and is too naive to have realized it. I would say it's possible that he bought his friends, but that area is so affluent that he was probably economically on par with his classmates.

In commemoration of the Old Thread and celebration of the new thread, and hopes for a one day third thread. I give you the movie poster! Inspired off of Star wars original movie poster.

Gaze at my epically bad GIMP SKILLZZ!!!

Spoiler: Gold Cow Episode IV "a new joke"

 

[Ti-99/4A]

I only took "The Work in Artwork" as just another one of his many BAWWW WORK IS HARD!!!11! whinefests. In his ideal environment described in the Ultimate Quest for Glory prologue he's the idea man and everything else gets done by other people. Though I'm sure he'd demand all of the credit for anything done. if such an opportunity presented itself.

 

[Seahorses]

Spoiler: the Golden Castle isn't going to clean itself

I thought Heather said GK's family was supposed to be rich. Can't even give the kid a decent mattress?

 

[Burned Man]

Why do I get the feeling that Goldie will never catch on to the Gilded Knight and will try to become his best friend?

what Goldie needs to understand,

Is he wants to create a masterpiece to be famous ... just because "FAME"

When in truth to really create masterpieces you have to love your craft.

Tolkien loved language and it shows in his books. He loved the written word and it shows.

Most SciFi authors love space and science fiction and they create great pieces of work.

I see creations from many of our forum members and you can tell they love the art for arts sake. (blank and Mythos comes to mind)

But if you do not love the craft you will never ever make a masterpiece. You have to love your art, make the masterpiece and maybe just maybe you might get recognition.

Stupid Sod doesn't seem to understand that. IF he hates drawing he should become a writer.. if he hates witting then he needs to find what he loves.

just my 2 cents

GK won't put in work to his comic for this very reason. His comic exists to make him money and fame not for self satisfaction, he hates his work and won't devote time to making it better because that is time that could be spent elsewhere. He doesn't understand that his laziness that he admits too is what makes his comics terrible.
GK's plan
Step 1raw terrible Comics without caring.
Step 2:????????????????????????????????????????????
Step 3: Money, fame, and action hero lover

 

[Observers]

Stand aside Montague's and Capulet's This love story is about to blow Romeo and Juliet out of the water

Spoiler: what light through yonder window

Why do I get the feeling that Goldie will never catch on to the Gilded Knight and will try to become his best friend?

Im sure the Gilded Knight could use a squire though i dont think Goldie is up to his standards.

 

[For The Internet]

I JUST realised what TK's high school stories reminded me of.

Once I was at the football and during half time kids came out to play short games as they always do. In the game by my section of the stands, there was this one kid who had a glorious mullet. He was about 8-10 years old. This of course garnered the attention of all the football fans around me (mostly drunken guys in their late teens to early twenties) who started to scream and cheer for "mullet" every time he did anything in the game. At first the kid was a bit bewildered by the attention, but as the game went off he began showboating for his "fans" in the stands, never understanding that being called 'mullet' was derogatory and that they were laughing at him rather than cheering.

Of course, this kid was under 10.

 

[Emperor's Champion]

I just want to say that I find the reason Goldie associates himself with knights and knighthood to be interesting.

Rather than clinging on to them for the (perhaps cliched) concepts of 'chivalry' and 'duty', he associates himself with them because he wants to be a self-important 'badass' running around in expensive armor.

It's not a profound observation, but I feel it's a good way to break down GK's psyche. He's in it for himself.

Yeah! Thats it he sees knights for badass ness but never wants tp shoulder the actual responsibility.

 

[Lil]

>no pedos on dA

GK, meet Mylar. And bubblesishot. And Bleedman. There are plenty more while I'm at it.

>Let them get anal-raped by Satan's pitch-fork

Spoiler

 

[Emperor's Champion]

Just reading through the Histronic personality disorder page and wow...it fits GK like a glove.

Okay we're done. What ever it is thats what he has. Send him to a doctor and see if medicine can to normalize things for him

 

[HG 400]

Okay we're done. What ever it is thats what he has. Send him to a doctor and see if medicine can to normalize things for him

'Personality Disorders' aren't a mental illness that can be treated. They're basically just a fancier pseudo-scientific way of saying "this guy is a raging cunt". As any true knight could tell you, there's no cure for being a cunt.

 

[Emperor's Champion]

'Personality Disorders' aren't a mental illness that can be treated. They're basically just a fancier pseudo-scientific way of saying "this guy is a raging cunt". As any true knight could tell you, there's no cure for being a cunt.

Well crap. Well then maybe my hope he'll eventually see the light has dimished greatly. Now its not trying to stear him on the riggt path but warn others when he's coming

 

[For The Internet]

It was me who feels bad for extras.

There are plenty of extras out there who work hard and do incredible work. Goldie isn't one of them, but I do feel bad for them because they get treated like subhumans compared to the actors. Actors are overpaid and over-glorified. I'm not saying there aren't actors out there who don't suffer during work, but generally the extras are the ones with the short end of the stick. While actors get paid hundreds just to attend a costume fitting (and I mean actors at the level I was at, i.e insignificant), extras are lucky to make money at all.

Admittedly I've never done extra work but I have done some film and television acting (nothing interesting or well-known) and to me it always looked like extras got a raw deal.

 

[Ti-99/4A]

Spoiler: His Flaws and why he's the reincarnation of Patton

You want to know what's funny? Common humans always like to attack others for their flaws (even the sappy USA Liberals do, but to be fair, all political factions are guilty of mudslinging at their enemies) (And I said "Common", while this community of Deviantart is driven by those not "common"), but this time, I'm going to do something different. Instead of criticizing somebody else for their problems, I'm going to complain about *MYSELF!* Anyone who does that either has very low self-esteem, or they've got the balls to own up for their mistakes (My case? You be the judge...). Now, I remember I wrote something similar on a distant forum of a completely different site a long time ago, back in high school around the time I first jumped towards Deviantart; and I came from another forum (back when I hardly discovered myself as "The Golden Knight"). While I was there, addressing these sorts of issues was the first sign heralding my downfall and doom from that small niche. So if I get an exclamation mark by my name because of this journal or how things may spiral based on it, well...Goodbye in advance.

First, my word choice comes to mind. I want to address, I recently pissed off a Community Volunteer when I didn't try to (and who would want to do that, anyway? I'm not a troll, and Heaven forbid I'm some kind of "cyber bully" piece of prey). Why? Because while I was trying to say I'm sorry for all your stress, my word choice attacked the guy's family. This actually reminds me of the movie Patton I just watched a day or 2 ago; where basically Patton can't keep his barbed mouth shut. (A digression would go into me explaining why I believe I was actually reincarnated from the great General Patton himself, but that's all pure fantastical speculation at this point.) What I'm trying to say, is this isn't the first time I said something that mangled what I meant to convey. I've gotten better to the point where these sorts of fiascoes are rare freak incidents, but in the past, being "Brutally honest" and "barbed around the edges" when I say something may seem clear in my mind as to what I'm portraying, but when someone else hears it, they get a completely different response. Then when it's pointed out to me, I look back at what I said and then I hit myself with a metaphorical Cartoon-grade Mallet on my head!

I swear I can be really rude when I'm not trying to be. Sometimes, I want to be rude, but that's different from this gripe.

So what else is wrong with me? I think I talked about how "my heart's at odds with my head", but if I didn't already, allow me to go into depth. You see, my head gets timid and lazy, but my heart is exactly like Patton from that namesake movie and real life person (which is based on researched facts, historically accurate accounts); basically, always restless and aching for a "good fight". Well Patton, I have to confess to you, as of 2012, there aren't any "Good Fights" left; there aren't any crusades against the mad tyrant trying to enslave the world. It's all politically driven drama nowadays, with the US of A going overseas to instill its government ideals upon the Middle East. There hasn't been a "good fight" since the end of WWII, since the time you died, Patton. (He did die sometime in 1945, relatively immediately after the war ended - only a couple months, actually.) There was Vietnam, and you'd be sickened to hear, we "lost" that one, because of guerrilla warfare. There was the Korean War, a blatant stalemate. There were and are all the fights in the Middle East, involving threats of nuclear weapons as well as what I said before; all the bickering about the oil crises. So how does this relate to my head being at odds with my heart? Easy! My heart is fierce, but my head is timid.

Not to mention, my "Friend-or-Foe Identification Runtime" in my head is perfectly glitched! All the Liberalization and everything has lead me to see no distinctive red or green or white hues; only lots of gray, specifically static. Someone could be crying, but it might just be the baby throwing a normal fit. What could sound like a distress call could actually be some social college kids having fun. What I interpret as a crook infiltrating my house while I'm trying to sleep with precious little hours before I must wake for 5AM, is just Mom cleaning up late night. See, if I were to go in and fight thinking that would make me a hero, it would do the absolute opposite. Patton didn't always know better like that, but the downside to learning from that mistake is I won't necessarily jump at the opportunity should it present itself.

Contradictory to my laziness is the sense I'm a "glory hound". That in itself isn't exactly bad, per se (unless you're a strict religious type who thinks I'm going to Hell because I'm proud of what I've done in my short lifespan; and if the way I said that is bothersome to you, that's what the "Word choice" paragraph was talking about), but it's a clear contradiction.

It's like I want money and fame for nothing. Actually, yes I wish that were true; I wish I could have exactly that.

Finally, you are probably thinking the same thing by now: I talk too much! Whenever I try and be concise, I'm usually overlooking something. When I explain in unabridged detail, people complain I'm "lecturing" (and again, I'm totally fine with lecturing). The reason behind it is, kind of like what Mom taught me in that I need to think of *everything!* Yes, I push off the astronomically low probabilities and the like, but beyond that, I think my wording is as dense as a textbook, and I don't know how to improve. How can I get all this across, with only half the word count?! What should I cut? What should I merge? How much of this do you honestly know already?!

And now a few little things. I'm OK with heights, but if we're like at a condo 8 stories off the ground, and if there's a railing that doesn't even reach my waist, I have to inch my way to the edge and I won't even fully cooperate with leaning over. I'm too tall for any real protection; I'd get flipped right over. Now if it were a solid stone wall going up to my chest, I'm 110% comfortable at *any* height. To be fair, the railing is made of metal, but it's too short to offer me any real protection. I clearly avoid germs whenever possible, because I don't like getting sick (by the way, I have a mild fever right now!). My drawing is inadequate and I still have the fitness of a geek; just one or 2 pegs above at best.


So in conclusion, I'm a son of a bitch like Patton, and I have no idea how I can "improve" myself! The punchline is, even I have a place and purpose on this Earth...

Spoiler: Rumors of the Knight or I'm not a Gary Stu 2

I heard a lot of stories, many of them strange, and some of them even relate to me. I've come to set some records straight.

First, yes I am THE "Golden Knight", but the truth is my name's Jay. I know many Powerpuffs elect to follow the "B" tradition of getting named, but then again, most Powerpuffs are MADE, rather than BORN. I was born; 1992. Most are made, at about 1997. That means by now, many of them will be turning 14 and I've already been living like a legal adult. Those that are made (like the "original" Powerpuff Girls) start with their maturity levels as that of Kindergarten students; but remain frozen there until they hit 5 chronicle years, which then they mature as normal. Me, being born, I started as an infant and I had to take the "Long Way". How can you tell "Born" from "Made"? Search for a belly button. Those that were "made" wouldn't have one, since they didn't come from Mom's womb.

Anyway - over the years, I've developed a sort of...reputation as this high-profile roaming superhero/supersoldier with ruthless efficiency for combating the "Forces of Evil", as a consistent track record over the course of 14 or so years may show. But what's so fun, is that MOST people don't know what I look like without the armor! Yes, that "armor" is more distinct than my Nukesabertmas it reflects a brilliant shine as bright and majestic as the Sun itself!

That probably makes you think "Oh GOD! Not some damned Gary Stu!" Well shut your hole and wait for me to put my money where my mouth is! To start, let's just say I've gotten a nice collection of Purple Hearts. Second, there ARE things I'm not good at, such as (ironically) Chess, athletics (in comparison to OTHER Powerpuffs), or keeping my "lustful" hormones in check. Seriously, I think I got into trouble a few times from it...or at least I certainly left a sour impression. Generally speaking, I AM a combat distinguished expert, which shows I have both strengths AND weaknesses, plus I don't ALWAYS "get my way"...Not even when I let my saber do the talking. That damned "Gary Stu" has (supposedly) no weaknesses and makes even foes into best friends. Combined that with an ill-developed character, and I can understand where everyone would hate his guts even IF they don't ACT like it AROUND the poor soul.

But here's a couple of funny facts about me: Remember when I said nobody knows what "The Golden Knight" looks like withOUT that armor on? Well believe it or not, but more times than not, I travel in plain-clothes (be it a standard male Powerpuff uniform or whatever an "average" human might don), and for someone who's as explosive as me, you'd be surprised at how well I can keep a low profile. I mean for traveling long-distance, shoot up into the sky and soar from Point A to Point B with the airplanes...I just don't get too near one so that average people can see this guy flying in the sky. *Chuckle* So those down on the ground even IF they see me would assume I was just another airliner. Short-distance, I CAN walk or run. FTL speeds create one hell of a sonic boom, so that's NOT a good idea, even though I've done it enough time to assure you it doesn't mean you'll shoot yourself 50 years into the future should you prove capable of reaching what many consider "The Impossible". That Legend involving the Powerpuff Girls was an isolated incident spurred by "HIM" and their stories in and of themselves are sometimes accused as myths.

But what am I trying to get at? Just in the typical day; no armor or weapons on my person, I'm not "The Golden Knight"; I'm just Jay. It's kind of like when Bruce Wayne switches back and forth from Batman, or any OTHER classic superhero with their double-life routine; a real staple in the genre of story. SO; because people haven't been able to put 2 and 2 together, it is ultimately SUPER easy for me to blend into the background, actually become in a sense invisible withOUT the superpower to do it for me. It's like people don't know I'm there...because they don't CARE that I'm there. Usually being ignored is one of my biggest pet peeves (if not THE biggest), BUT it DOES have its advantages. Like what? You ever walk up to a small group of kids before, then you hear them spreading rumors and stories of your exploits? I have, and they didn't even know "He was listening." Basically, such natural stealth is good for social observations, studying how the average individual functions against the non-conformists and/or the abnormal.

Specifically, while I was lingering around some of these "fireside chats" as I've labeled them, I've got to hear some fun tales of THE Golden Knight; from ghost stories to gory epics. One instance went something like "HEY! I heard that there's this guy who goes around in GOLD armor; like some kind of 'Golden Knight'. He's this kid who's trying to unify the Powerpuffs or do some other crusade." Others, are far more absurd...and more entertaining. One was "This Golden Knight once shot down a B-17 Bomber...With his SPIT!" *LAUGH* The stories vary based on which time frame we're referring to. For that one, a guy made this cheesy pun of "I guess he's one hell of a Spitfire." Bottom line is "Public Knowledge" on The Golden Knight consists of basically nothing but rumors.

Now to confirm one "Rumor", yes I AM personally friends with THE Original Powerpuff Girls. Funny I call them "Original" because if my theory stands, they were Made in 1997, and I was a Powerpuff BORN, in 1992, so that makes me...THE undisputed original, even BEFORE people knew of the dawning of this race!

But one of THE most important points to my background, is my "Very Good Service Record"! It didn't come easy, and as I mentioned earlier, I had a bunch of times where I almost became "One With The Force." That's yet another rumor to confirm: Yes, my religion IS Jedi! I bet that explains my love life crisis. HA! Anyway; a few names of great fights...One of them from long ago was "The Liberation of Citysville." Without going into detail, I didn't pull that off alone. We all remember the situation in that dump; rampant crime rates and helpless cops, even a ban on superpowers; all things considered made the place an absolute nightmare, leaving the Mayor helpless and the city/town in an official state of emergency! Well, with a day's worth of superior firepower, that mess was mopped up like an exterminator committing genocide to a termite infestation. Heck, the Mayor LIFTED the superpower ban as Thanks!


Next one is far more recent, and allow me to take a moment of silence to reflect on the riveting impact this had on all of us....You ready? The Great Powerpuff War! It was kind of like WWI with superheroes. That, and it was more like a Civil War. You know there's a thing called "Rowdyruff", the villainous counterparts to Powerpuffs? Turns out they had greater numbers than expected AS WELL! SO; in balance to MY own efforts to rally the Powerpuffs as one people (if not one race), so too have they banded to try and strongly push for their own malicious pleasures.

There were many battles, many victories and quite a cost for both factions, plus I still got reminded of our own mortality quite a few times. WE did have an edge nevertheless, because the Rowdyruffs were overall lacking in discipline; so they had no order and barely if any "leadership." Sometimes, they'd have sort of their own gang wars even amidst the primary "Powerpuff War", and we'd exploit it. But more importantly, from this "Great War" came the founding of a Powerpuff Elite! Sure ALL are expected to be combat ready; like crimefighting and the like, but those that elected could specialize in the martial disciplines and arts. We had enough volunteers to make our own small army of one-man-armies. They came to be known as the "Power Corps" (Pronounced similar to "Power Core"), also known as the "Knights", possibly a token tribute to your egotistical narrator. Each member had individualized armor, prototype weapons, enhanced physical stats plus mental stats where applicable stacked atop typical Powerpuff enhancements (the traits that were usually natural to us), and finally a feral dedication to the "Good Fight." In other words, a single Knight could easily hold its own against a dozen regular yet well-coordinated Ruffs (shorthand for Rowdyruffs). They're the ones that turned the tide in the War, and if it weren't for them, there were dozens of simulated situations involving civilian casualties in the thousands; sometimes the millions.

I am not kidding, if it weren't for such ingenuity and valor, The Great Powerpuff War would've been as devastating as a small-scale nuclear doomsday!

Maybe in a later document I'll relive some specific battles, especially the stories before the Power Corps turned a war into a one-sided slaughter. Perhaps some of those will better convince I'm not immortal, perfect, OR absurdly overpowered; simply "Freaking AMAZING" (No they're NOT the same thing! IF they were, I'd have NO need for my troops or the support and blessing of Blossom Almighty.). In the end, all that served were veterans, and every Knight a decorated war hero. Some even got a Medal of Honor! (Specifics confidential) However, when those campaigns did end, there was no real reason for us Powerpuffs to stick together. There were no more "good fights", Lord Craig turned his back to this saga as we enter the twilight of our short-lived glory era, and thus most of us ultimately splintered. Yet we still roam and lurk, veterans of engagements regular humans have no place in knowing, lest they suffer grand mental trauma from the simple fathoming of what went on. There are some Powerpuff clans existing throughout space, even if a single unified body is far out of overall grasp.


But if you must ask yourself what was the point in this ramble, realize this HAS a point, which says volumes more than the average dweller since I've observed many people do things for no real reason. The point, is to give you some background and context on the subject of "THE Golden Knight", revered Powerpuff who worked HARD AND LONG for his spot at the top of the martial chain. The history lessons here are to help show I came out with my scuffs and scars, bumps and bruises, and even my accidents. You heard that right, I am not perfect. Nobody IS, and striving for it will only reap mental ruin. Not even Blossom Almighty is truly "perfect", for she couldn't stomach the horrors some of us Knights had slain. As us Powerpuffs slowly either fade into history or reproduce a second Powerpuff generation, I will continue to slip from reality to legend ultimately to myth.

As an added bonus; one final rumor to confirm: Blossom DOES swoon over chivalry, including for a "Golden Knight" such as myself, demonstrating potential for relationship or other similar options depending on how Powerpuff culture develops regarding love and/vs lust. Remember: If you don't see me in my blinding armor, it's just "Jay" to you.

 

[SparksterSanjulo]

Now to confirm one "Rumor", yes I AM personally friends with THE Original Powerpuff Girls. Funny I call them "Original" because if my theory stands, they were Made in 1997, and I was a Powerpuff BORN, in 1992, so that makes me...THE undisputed original, even BEFORE people knew of the dawning of this race!

wow forget having a personality disorder, the dude sounds schizophrenic.
Also, that doesn't make you "the original," Jay.

 

[wheat pasta]

wow forget having a personality disorder, the dude sounds schizophrenic.
Also, that doesn't make you "the original," Jay.

Freakish abominations made by science also do not qualify as a race, just throwing that out there too.

 

[deadson]

Did anyone mention he is a comparison monkey?

Which he commented on one of my doodles on my deviantART page which had my character who is a train with a simple face and moustache. He said my train looked like a Thomas the Tank Engine. I understand why he may look like Thomas because of the colour and not many steam train OCs (and I need to show off more of my characters). But it just made me laugh that his characters are PPGs rip offs.

He also credit me on this

http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/286/1/4/computed_compatriots_by_the_golden_knight-d6qc6hw.jpg

Spoiler: Dat Face

. While it is nice that he credit me for the computer having a face because my computer characters have face like my avatar. But computers with faces weren't invented by me, it was a long time, even before I was born. As for the rest of this,this has no relation to me. I'm not really the type for these computer games, I'm more of a cartoonist.

Is that piss rain that's he's drawn? O.O