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A lot of pages on this wiki mention that the Clique is 'deader than disco' or somehow viewed poorly now due to the over abundance of social justice bloggers today, but so far it's really not. Much like some other cultural touchstones like Twilight and even internet stuff like certain fanworks, it's far too soon to discern the cultural impact of any of this and more over it seems oddly one-sided. One gets the impression certain people have an issue with the characters more than they do with the content—and the overcompensatory vitriol bears this out. The internet is not, I think, the place to have a realistic discussion about these topics because, remember, there was a week where Kony 2012 was "important".



As for the books themselves, they're effectively harmless pulpy stuff, soap opera-y Dallas-style drama but with a younger age demo than most. While perhaps not for everyone, due to, as I said, some people having far too much baggage to deal with the otherwise harmless material, they're funny in their own way and not meant to be taken so literally. And frankly, its almost a fantasy novel, a symbol more of what little girls want (and still want, regardless of what bullying hysteria tells you) more than an attempt at realistically deconstructing the material. I mean really one of the central character's is a twelve year old girl with implants, its absurd. Even then her boob job is played for laughs. The closest comparison I could come to is something like First Wive Club Babies ("...we'll make our dreams come true!") than any seriously disturbing material. There is plenty of room in the world for pulpy soap operas. Hell, both Sweet Valley High and Dallas has nostalgic relaunches, would it surprise you if fans of the Clique brought their favorite series back someday?
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From the same person who got triggered by Hammerman
 
http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/CowboyBebopAtHisComputer/WesternAnimation

  • PBS' description for the Thomas the Tank Engine episode, "Too Many Fire Engines" states that, "Belle thinks he's not needed after inspectors question the need for two fire engines and Flynn beats him to two fires in a row." In the actual episode, it's Flynn who thinks he isn't needed, as Belle beats him to two fires in a row. Also in the description, Belle is referred to as the opposite gender.
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Uncanny Valley said:
this is why kids aren't watching the show anymore guys
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The man pushed his coke-bottle glasses further up his nose, adjusting position on the tattered sofa in his mother's basement, the grinning face of Spongebob Squarepants gazed back at him from the TV screen, his high pitched laugh like a knife against the man's back. This was not the sponge he had grown up with, this was not the sponge that had once drawn laughter and warm feelings from him even on the worst of days. This sponge was something altogether alien. This sponge was mean-spirited, the jokes now sadistic and wrong. This sponge called Squidward a squid when he was clearly an octopus. This sponge called Sandy Cheeks Sandy Squirrel.

Scratching at the acne that had cropped up across his bare back and stomach, now as round and bulbous as Sandy the squirrel's air-helmet, he opened his mouth to speak out against this mockery, this... this... cubic creeper. "Now..." he said, voice raspy as it had been days since he'd last had anyone around to listen to his thoughts. "You 'thee," his lisp had grown worse these past few years. There was a time when he'd wanted to correct it, but that was back when he still had hopes for the future. Now, he hadn't even the hope of holding down a minimum wage job at the local Wendy's, his aroma would only scare customers away. "You 'thee..." he repeated, voice now much firmer. "Thith epithode really Crotheth The Line Twithe, it'th bad enough that Plankton hath been Demoted To Extra lately, but now they are joking about him being suicidal? I'm all for the Parental Bonuseth but this is too much, it's turning the cartoon into a Sadist Show, especially becauthe Mr. Krabth and Thpongebob don't get any retribution. They have become Karma Houdinis."

The little girl, no more than five years old, was the only person in the room present to acknowledge his tearful declaration. She turned, her expression no longer showing the amusement it had not but one minute prior. "Uncle Matt, I just wanna watch the cartoon!" she complained. Despite her young age, she knew that her uncle's behavior was not the norm for someone pushing forty, she noted with an unusual shiver up her tiny spine that he likely thought about Spongebob with a much higher frequency than even she did.

"By the way," Matt continued on, unaware or perhaps just uncaring of his niece's sudden chilling discomfort. "I wath reading an article earlier, and it claimed that Thpongebob told Patrick not to drop thome thoap, but really he thaid it to Gary. To cap it off, they thpelled Chuckie from Rugrats' name wrong. That'th a real cathe of Cowboy Bepop At Hith Computer..."

The little girl glumly turned back to the TV screen, wanting to be sucked back into the undersea adventures of Spongebob and his colorful friends, but like many before her, her innocence had been squashed in a darkened basement by her creepy uncle, and while this wasn't the typical way for such a thing to happen, the result was the same. She no longer saw things as she once did. Instead of seeing Spongebob and other such cartoons as things made for her enjoyment or to teach her life lessons, she now saw them as things that could also do damage to her. Maybe not by teaching her bad words or to punch or whine to get her way, as pearl-clutching mothers at her Kindergarten PTA once feared, but by turning her into something she, even at her young age, realized she did not want to be; A fully grown adult, still living with their parents, fired from jobs at fast food restaurants, sitting alone all day and watching shows meant for people a quarter of their age.

People like Uncle Matt.

She stood, eyes downcast. The sparkly ballet flats she'd put on that morning, in the wake of her epiphany, now seemed too childish for her. As she approached the staircase, she gave Uncle Matt a sad look. It was too late for him, she knew not what it was which had ensnared him so thoroughly, but she knew that cartoons must have had something to do with it. Perhaps that odd looking puzzle piece of which a picture hung above the sofa had something to do with it as well. She had half a mind to ask Uncle Matt what it meant, maybe the yellow, red, green and blue segmented colorations had some sort of symbolism to them. But, no, she'd never had a conversation with him that didn't eventually return to his unbridled anger at children's TV shows.

So, instead, she just climbed the stairs, returning to the first floor where the rest of the family was gathered to celebrate Christmas. She shut the door with a hollow click, leaving behind Uncle Matt and the world of cartoons.

If Uncle Matt had been privy to the thoughts swirling around in his niece's mind, he would have surely informed her that she was experiencing a Heroic BSOD.
 
You are putting a lot of work in to make a plausible case for tvtropers reproducing, and I still don't buy it chum. I just don't think someone who thinks the sonic cartoon has "crowning moments of awesome" and catalogues them, or is writing out the gaping plot holes in episodes of peppa pig is getting a lot of action.
 
Let's take a visit to the Vapor Wear page of TvTropes!
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Okay simple enough. If a bit perverted, but whatever.

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Uhhh, isn't that a show for preschool children?

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Goddammit
 
Piga Dgrifm said:
Spongebob Autism is best Autism:
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Good thing I've hated it since I was a kid.
Also, do we HAVE to bring GoAnimate onto things that aren't related?
Piga Dgrifm said:
The man pushed his coke-bottle glasses further up his nose, adjusting position on the tattered sofa in his mother's basement, the grinning face of Spongebob Squarepants gazed back at him from the TV screen, his high pitched laugh like a knife against the man's back. This was not the sponge he had grown up with, this was not the sponge that had once drawn laughter and warm feelings from him even on the worst of days. This sponge was something altogether alien. This sponge was mean-spirited, the jokes now sadistic and wrong. This sponge called Squidward a squid when he was clearly an octopus. This sponge called Sandy Cheeks Sandy Squirrel.

Scratching at the acne that had cropped up across his bare back and stomach, now as round and bulbous as Sandy the squirrel's air-helmet, he opened his mouth to speak out against this mockery, this... this... cubic creeper. "Now..." he said, voice raspy as it had been days since he'd last had anyone around to listen to his thoughts. "You 'thee," his lisp had grown worse these past few years. There was a time when he'd wanted to correct it, but that was back when he still had hopes for the future. Now, he hadn't even the hope of holding down a minimum wage job at the local Wendy's, his aroma would only scare customers away. "You 'thee..." he repeated, voice now much firmer. "Thith epithode really Crotheth The Line Twithe, it'th bad enough that Plankton hath been Demoted To Extra lately, but now they are joking about him being suicidal? I'm all for the Parental Bonuseth but this is too much, it's turning the cartoon into a Sadist Show, especially becauthe Mr. Krabth and Thpongebob don't get any retribution. They have become Karma Houdinis."

The little girl, no more than five years old, was the only person in the room present to acknowledge his tearful declaration. She turned, her expression no longer showing the amusement it had not but one minute prior. "Uncle Matt, I just wanna watch the cartoon!" she complained. Despite her young age, she knew that her uncle's behavior was not the norm for someone pushing forty, she noted with an unusual shiver up her tiny spine that he likely thought about Spongebob with a much higher frequency than even she did.

"By the way," Matt continued on, unaware or perhaps just uncaring of his niece's sudden chilling discomfort. "I wath reading an article earlier, and it claimed that Thpongebob told Patrick not to drop thome thoap, but really he thaid it to Gary. To cap it off, they thpelled Chuckie from Rugrats' name wrong. That'th a real cathe of Cowboy Bepop At Hith Computer..."

The little girl glumly turned back to the TV screen, wanting to be sucked back into the undersea adventures of Spongebob and his colorful friends, but like many before her, her innocence had been squashed in a darkened basement by her creepy uncle, and while this wasn't the typical way for such a thing to happen, the result was the same. She no longer saw things as she once did. Instead of seeing Spongebob and other such cartoons as things made for her enjoyment or to teach her life lessons, she now saw them as things that could also do damage to her. Maybe not by teaching her bad words or to punch or whine to get her way, as pearl-clutching mothers at her Kindergarten PTA once feared, but by turning her into something she, even at her young age, realized she did not want to be; A fully grown adult, still living with their parents, fired from jobs at fast food restaurants, sitting alone all day and watching shows meant for people a quarter of their age.

People like Uncle Matt.

She stood, eyes downcast. The sparkly ballet flats she'd put on that morning, in the wake of her epiphany, now seemed too childish for her. As she approached the staircase, she gave Uncle Matt a sad look. It was too late for him, she knew not what it was which had ensnared him so thoroughly, but she knew that cartoons must have had something to do with it. Perhaps that odd looking puzzle piece of which a picture hung above the sofa had something to do with it as well. She had half a mind to ask Uncle Matt what it meant, maybe the yellow, red, green and blue segmented colorations had some sort of symbolism to them. But, no, she'd never had a conversation with him that didn't eventually return to his unbridled anger at children's TV shows.

So, instead, she just climbed the stairs, returning to the first floor where the rest of the family was gathered to celebrate Christmas. She shut the door with a hollow click, leaving behind Uncle Matt and the world of cartoons.

If Uncle Matt had been privy to the thoughts swirling around in his niece's mind, he would have surely informed her that she was experiencing a Heroic BSOD.
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What am I reading?
 
LulzKiller said:
Noticed ATT had this shit too and removed it:
https://allthetropes.org/w/index.php?title=Vapor_Wear&type=revision&diff=1448933&oldid=1288358

I'm looking to get permission to remove any similar bullshit that you guys note there as well, I'll let you guys know how it goes.
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Either the animators didn't bother or the Lady in Pink was just so evil that she didn't care about it.
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I WAS LOOKING FOR THIS A WHILE BACK!! I knew I saw this somewhere! I couldn't find it when I tried again recently though.
 
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