There is something that Gundam (Unicorn in particular) taught me : when you want to ostracize a community or a group of people, you start by revoking the rights they have been granted.
(And this how I compared Newtypes and porn blog)
Short version : I’m against the new policy of Tumblr and I’m seriously considering the fact of leaving the site. I still don’t know if I will leave this blog as it is or I will delete everything.
Long version : As you may know, Tumblr will soon delete and ban all adult content. Blog that repeatedly post adult content may be terminated.
As you also may know, a part of this blog was falsely flagged as adult content. Which means that the next time someone falsely flag this blog, it may be terminated. And honestly, I’d rather delete the blog myself (and yell Zieg Zeon in the same time) before it happens.
On a more personal point of view, I completely disagree with the new policy of Tumblr. Banishing communities that helped building this site is not right. Banishing communities that respected others and that only published a “female nipple” (but superior zeonic male nipples are okay) is not right. Banishing communities by using denunciation, blind censorship and a broken flagging system is not right.
That’s why I’m against the new policy of Tumblr and I’m seriously considering the fact of leaving the site. It’s really painful to me to end a four years project that gathered more than 11 000 users but I don’t want to see my posts help a corporation that ostracize people and use blind censorship to continue to grow.
To all of you, thank you for these awesome years and I’m sorry to end it like this. I hope you will forgive this selfish act of mine.
UNTILL THE END ! FOR THE PRINCIPALITY ! ZIEG ZEON ! ZIEG ZEON !
Despite being a writer rather than an artist, I actually echo this sentiment. Even if someone’s tumblr isn’t particularly affected by the new rules, the gap of content creators vanishing is too big to not notice. I suppose there’s just not enough stuff here anymore…
I couldn’t bring myself to stop until they were done enough to play, but the Hunting Hawks are good to go tomorrow…may wash the Kabalites with black, though. I feel like that purple is really bright.
Sad update everyone, Tama recently passed away… An estimated 3,000 people, including railway officials, attended Tama the cat’s funeral on Sunday, days after she died of heart failure aged 16. [x]
For those who haven’t read articles about it, the local shrine elevated her to a god. She’s now the Eternal Stationmaster and patron god of the station.
Beautiful.
Now I’m crying thanks
and a new cat was hired right?
yep! her name is Nitama (essentially ”second tama” or “tama II”) and she served under Tama as an apprentice before being appointed her deputy
she works very hard
Everytime this crosses my dash, I reblog. It is the law.
Law
I’m crying at 11pm over train cats
Nitama, already now a mature cat (born 2010), has a protege named Yontama (fourth Tama, b. 2016). There is no information available for either the physical befellment or tragic self-disgrace which has removed Santama from contention.
^Nitama majestic, and below with Yontama
Yontama.
a legacy
okay but actually what happened to santama (or sun-tama-tama, which is her name because it’s a pun on santama) was that she was basically sent to train for the position in okayama and they liked her so much they refused to send her back
“Sun-tama-tama” (a pun off of “Santama”, lit. “third Tama”) was a calico cat sent for training in Okayama. Sun-tama-tama was considered as a candidate for Tama’s successor, but the Okayama Public Relations representative who had been caring for Sun-tama-tama refused to give the cat up writing, “I will not let go of this child, she will stay in Okayama.” [25]
As of September 2018, Sun-tama-tama is working as the stationmaster in Naka-ku, Okayama and appears occasionally on Tama’s Twitter account.
THE STORY On the black sands of Isstvan V, Gabriel Santar is dying. Struck down by his former battle-brother, Julius Kaesoron of the Emperor’s Children, he watches helplessly as his father Ferrus Manus is murdered by the thrice-damned traitor Fulgrim. But Santar’s fading sight reveals far more about the supposedly perfect Phoenician primarch than anyone could have guessed - is it too late for this revelation to have any value to the Iron Hands Legion?
