A quick primer on Joe Hills for those that do not know him. In addition to the weird crazy stuff, Joe Hills is one of the best human beings in the world.
Joe - Defender of the Gays - Hills shot Scot Smajor without hesitation on stream when Smajor said "I hate the gays" He didn't realize Smajor was joking and was ready to throw down instantly.
Joe moderates his own chats except for events because he believes that if he is making money on the stream, chat moderation should be paid a a living wage. He pays his chat/discord mods a living wage for the hours they put in.
Joe has on several occasions gone off on a major rant on stream decrying hateful groups after banning a person from his chat. He isn't shy about defending people.
Joe's hired specialists to come talk to him and his discord mods on ways to make sure his community is inclusive and accessible to as many people as possible.
A major reason Joe doesn't have merch yet is because he hasn't been able to get things set up with a local shop where he can inspect the product and working conditions, and make sure everything is acceptable to his high standards. He doesn't want to get cheap product from somewhere in Asia forcing people to work in terrible conditions.
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its here :)
a promise is a promise, so therefore I present to you:
joe finally has his dress, who cares if it's out of season?
If you'd like it for whatever reason, here's the link!
ALSO as promised, here's the concept sketch :) I really like how it came out!
last but not least, here's your reminder to go vote in the polls if you haven't already !! ty <3
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Quackity was polishing a bar counter when he heard the doors creak open. He turned towards them, seeing Scar, Etho, Cleo, and Joe walk in.
“Can I help you?” Quackity asked.
“Howdy, Quackity!” Joe said. “I told my friends about the bar, and I thought it’d be real fun for all of us to kick back and relax between rounds!”
“What makes you think that I would host all four of you?” Quackity asked.
“Actually, I didn’t!” Joe said. “I invited all my friends!”
The doors sprung open even wider, and a swarm of Hermits rushed in.
Grian and Pearl made their way to a blackjack table and started playing. Impulse, Zedaph, and Tango flocked to a slot machine, delicately taking it apart. Gem, False, and Stress confidently marched over to the chip exchange counter to make their requests. xB, Xisuma, and Wels sat down at the bar. Keralis and Israel found a machine in a far corner and began shoving money into it. BDubs just stood in the center of the room, screaming something about it being night.
Quackity flinched when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head to see Vintage Beef holding onto him.
“Hey there!” Beef said. “Joe tells me you have a full-service operation out here in need of some games. As it happens, I’ve just finished developing one that I think you’ll love!”
“What the…” Quackity started, thoroughly confused.
“Howdy there, Quackit-ey!” Ren said. “What does it take to get a man a nice, hot mug of cocoa around these parts?”
Quackity blushed and ran away.
He escaped into the kitchen, where Doc and Sam were hard at work on… something.
“This should only break reality a little bit,” Doc explained. “Don’t worry too much.”
Quackity retreated into a closet. He hit the light, but was surprised to find Etho waiting for him.
“What are you doing here?” Quackity asked, surprised.
“Joe said I’d probably find you here. Apparently we have some stuff to go over?” Etho explained.
Seven minutes later, Quackity and Etho emerged from the closet to find Cleo sharpening a sword.
“Hi, guys,” Cleo said. “I’m just getting ready for a thing I’m doing to- I mean with- Joe.”
“Jesus Christ you people are intense!” Quackity shouted.
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it,” Scar said, appearing next to Quackity.
“Where did you come from?” Quackity yelped.
“That’s a good question,” Scar said. “Anyway, come have some fun with us! Joel and Lizzie will be here with the karaoke machine any minute!”
The door flew open, and Grian ran in, panting.
“What’s up, buddy?” Scar asked.
Grian breathed heavily.
“M- m-“ he struggled.
“Marvel dropped a new trailer for the HoTgUy movie? We have to go see it!” Scar lead the group back into the main room, but froze in his tracks when he saw what Grian was talking about.
Mumbo K. Jumbo himself stood in the entry of Las Nevadas.
“Um, hi?” Mumbo said nervously. “I heard there was gambling going on, and I thought - well, I have all these diamonds and nothing good to spend them on, this could be fun!”
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