CollectiveCriticClub

Jay:Hey guys! Today, we are making our first spork featuring Perryshmirtz.... Will: that doesn't sound too bad. Jay: their daughter Sam:oh crap... http://www.deviantart.com/art/perryshmirtz-mpreg-child-525286424 Will:This must be a mistake..... Sam: Okay, this is just fucked up. Jay: to the person who invented this character, you need to go in a corner and rethink your life Will: I dont even fucking understand where you got inspiration to make a character this shitty. Jay: The next one has made me lose all faith in humanity           http://www.deviantart.com

Creep: Time for another short chapter from the idiotic world of the Seer. Erik: Sorry guys, I gotta cancel the spork. Creep: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. D’X It’s so short~ Erik: ...Just kidding. *trollface* Creep: …*hugs* Anyway, I doubt anyone remembers what the hell happened last time. I think Phineas turned pussy and ran away for like a brief moment before Ferb (his “older brother”) snaps him out of it...as cliche as it gets. Erik: You don’t remember the huge romance between the mage and Isabella? And how Phineas flipped out over it. Creep: Nope...I do remember the banana chapter. Erik: Yeah, I was just joking. OK

(Forgot to do this for awhile, so I combined the most recent 2 sporks) Creep: Because of last time’s overly boring chapters, we’re changing the schedule a bit; now we’re only doing one chapter per spork. As long as we’re gonna do all of the books, I don’t care. =3 Anyway, more Seer crappiness, folks. Erik: Sorry guys, I need to keep my brain cells replenished. Can’t kill too many to the point where I can no longer drive to the research clinic to get more. Creep: *hugs* It’s okay, bro. It’s okay~ Anyway, last time....I think the gang stopped at a Mage’s place, right? Erik: Uhhh yeah... Cre

Creep: We’re back for a suprisingly rare Tuesday spork as we’re continuing our horrifying quest into the horrifyingly BORING saga of the SEER...Book 2.  So far, it’s been nothing but a flashback to the real world and nothing truly happening. Erik: Sooo...CreepE.... Creep: Yesss? Erik: One of our fans called you us out. Creep: About the Seer? Erik: Baljeet’s last name isn’t Patel it’s--fuck it starts with a T...uhhhh...Tjinger...right? Creep: Tjinger, I think. Erik: I knew some shit was off....but I didn’t know what his real last name was. I just knew it wasn’t Rai anymore. *checks* Oh wait, you

PREVIOUSLY ON THE SEER: Phineas and Ferb and company venture forth through the video game wo--I mean another dimension that’s basically like their own video game for some reason, thanks to a magical perverted rock and Phineas’ own stupidity. With little to no explanation, the Sage (aka Every Single Grand Wizard in Every Single Fantasy Quest Story Imaginable) entrusts five teenagers with no experience in combat or weaponry usage to save the world against Jafar, only armed with the Power of Friendship. Just because it worked out for the Mane 6, doesn’t mean it’ll work out here. Will P&F quest forth and save the world

Creep: Hello, friends! =3 Today we’re tackling yet another Francis fic....and not just a Francis fic; a Francis fic SSOOOO bad, even Kitters (our teammate who tries to find the good in things) deems it as pure, irredeemable crap. Kit: It’s just soo..... needlessly SAPPY and... OOC, and... ULK. DX Erik: So you read it before? Creep: But then again, we’ve read shit like “Firework” and “Love Letters to Heaven” so how bad could this thing be? Kit: Yeah, I read it before. I couldn’t stand to read it even when I liked Francis, it was just so... sappy, and not in a, ‘makes you feel fuzzy’ s

Creep: T-T-T-T-T-TIME SKI--wait what? What? Time skipping? Are you serious?! "Candace?" A knock followed the voice on the other side of the bedroom door. At first, the fifteen-year-old attempted to ignore it, but when it persisted, she groaned and turned over. "What?" she snapped. Creep: Oh joy, now we have the teenager version of this; only good things can come from this. *sarcasm* "Can I come in?" Erik: Are we gonna talk about Francis some more?! =D Candace groaned a second time and looked at her alarm clock. She fumed. "Phineas, it's one in the morning," she scolded while sitting up in bed. "I need my beauty sleep! You already bug th

Creep: Hello, hello! =D Time for a rare Thursday spork! Kit: *remembers* Ooooh.... THIS one... >~> Creep: From the sheer title and the first few sentences, this is probably about Candace, Phineas and their dead father Francis. Kit: You mean Jesus. |3 Creep: That too. XD We don’t tackle Candace as much in the fandom. Erik: Alright, so Kitters has to go away next week =( ...So we’re sporking now while we have the chance--dafuq you going, Kitters? Kit: Florida to visit family and Disney World for meh birfday. :3 Creep: It’s dumb and Francis-centric so let’s do it, sonny jim! =3 Disneyland! =D Erik: Spoiled DisneyWo

Erik: Hello guys and we’re here to critique some more original work. =) ...Well...“original” ...being used very lightly...<.< Kit: It’s more like fan-stuff trying to transfer into original stuff, but hasn’t gotten that far quite yet. ^^; Creep: Or it’s more like trying take designs and concepts from others and trying to cash it in as her own. What the fuck IS KiCs? Is it a group? It is a concept? Is it a vague attempt to reference Ash’s username? Who the fuck knows; it could be all 3. Anyway, after Olivia resurrected everyone back from the dead from the LT critique, we’re all gathered here

You know what really grinds my gears? Ash’s terrible OCs. Hi, I’m CreepECrawlyMan and today I shall take you on a journey of full of pure rage, hate, annoyance and possible theories of Ash herself. Normally on these sorts of critiques, I am aided by my companions, the Riff Squad....BBBUUTTTTTT....they all got killed by school, so I’m alone ‘til Olivia resurrects them all offscreen. >.> Anyway, we’re mainly here to talk about some of Ash’s OCs, particularly some brand-new ones that she literally shat out in a forenight. http://kicsterash.deviantart.com/art/Looney-Kids-370329574?q=sort%3Atime%20gallery%3Akic