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Mind your watches! Everything has to stop, 'cause now it's Jest'O'Clock! Startin' to feel like that catchphrase's a bit paradoxal… Welcome, my Jesters, to the third installment of my Animation Reviews! This time, we'll take a look at Red's Tournament series, made by an amazing sprite artist: TheRedHeadHenry! That headband is amazing, trust me. Yes I'm totally foreshadowing. Plot: In the realm of Pixtopia, powerful warriors have gathered to participate in a Martial Arts tournament organized by The Red Head Henry, legendary warrior of their world. Red sought for powerful competitors to test his strength against in order to become more po

Mind  your watches! Everything has to stop, 'cause now it's Jest'O'Clock! Silly title drop aside, welcome, my Jesters, to the second installment of my Animation Reviews! This time around, we'll take a look at the second episode of what I can now consider as one of my favorite Sprite Animation series ever: Spirits Excel! Let's get this thing started!Plot: The story continues where it left off: Kombo left the orphanage that had seen him grow up, only to follow his dream and eventually become a Star Hero, protector of this alternate Dreamland. But this time, we get to follow the movements of an organization shrouded in darkness, bold enough to p

Pyrospook "Run for your life! It's Pyrospook! The Wicked Wizard is here!" I smiled internally. It had been a while since the last time I heard people cry in fear upon my arrival in a new city. I entonned a magic chant. A sudden fire lit my entire being, as if coming from inside my body. My hands became long and sharp, and my nails took a dark color. My tunic was magically spared by the hellish apparition, but I couldn't say the same for the flowers around me. People were fleeing before my flaring gaze, and I was delighted by how fearful I still was wherever I marched. It felt good to, at last, be feared and respected. "Decked out with hi

Silvastell Once upon a time, on a cloudless night, was a shiny shooting star flying across the world. Its beauty was seen by all, and every inhabitant of the world saw this unusual event as a sign of hope. This event was later remembered as the Wisher's Night, a special moment when anyone could make a wish and hope for it to be granted. The comet crashed into a forest, and a small child got out of it, like a butterfly finally getting out of its cocoon. Inhabitants from the forest came by and saw the unconscious girl next to the fallen comet. Her short, golden hair spread across each side of her face. She wore a long white and violet scarf