THAT IS RIGHT MY MINIONS! I, the one and only me, have done...*pause for effect* THINGSSSSSS!
i went ahead and put up a few more of my little works, there is a newer one too, so we are closer now to the most recent!! *dances obnoxiously with a rather attractive bowl of mashed potatoes*
anywho, most of the are just character concept sketches of some of my own characters *nod* one is of a character from one of the stories i posted some of in a world on this site; however that one has gone through many changes and most of what is already written will be scrapped for redos since the evolvements of the story and characters *nodnod*
there is one bleh sesskag sketch, i do have a ton that i mushed into a sesskag sketch dump but it is so big i don't want to put it up here; so instead here is the link to the dump on my deviantart :3
Notebook SessKag Sketch Dump
enjoy all the crap for now, i will do more bundle posts soon...oneday we shall reach a time when i have things that are current with my ability at the time..one day *looks off longingly*
Soooooooooooooooooooooooo...the other night, in one part of the many dreams i had, there was a moment when i dreamt that i got onto this account and over half of my subscribers had left me! D: now i am not the egotistical type, in fact i am rather self depricating, but still! what on earth could have happened that so many peoples would leave me at the same time!! D:
twas a strangeness indeed, one i didn't actually recall until after i was going through my sites and came on here and seeing i had the same subscriber amount it reminded me of teh dreamy thing.
other things and stuff have been buzzing around my life, my sister recently graduated from high school...it merely reminds me of how it is over two years(getting closer to three) since i graduated and still i have not managed to get my footing into normal life. -___-
but good things are about, i have managed to weave myself into my writing again, which pleases me...i have gotten maybe half of my written notes from the laptop chaos into documents either new or already existing. *nodnod* and with this i have written a bit for a few of my fanfic stories. i re-read the few pieces i had written for an old SebCiel story i had in mind, i actually kind of liked it regardless of the editing necessary. i initially decided that i would never continue what i had in mind for it, but upon reading it again..i think i may try to figure something out with it. granted, since i had just started writing and did not take down notes on the story line, i don't remember it so much..kinda like a spotty memory of some life experience, images and flashes but nothing definitive. don't know when i would get to that though! XD i did write some on another two SessKag fanfics of mine, nothing big, but a little since the inspiration was there from the note inputs.
i really have got to hook up my scanner...i have so many arts that need to be scanned in, lest i drown in the growing numbers DX ..stupid self.....T 3T
whelps...just thought i would update whoever..or whatever seems to keep coming here...(i have gotten not quite 300 views since my last post or two o-o...what is up with that?)
twould seem all my lovlies are weirdos *pats* <3
Greetings and Salutations my good little minions!
I hope all of ye had wondrous holiday festivities and giftivals! If not, well, never fear, we all have less than satisfactory gatherings with our relatives every once in a while..or always…not all family is good family. T 3T If that be the case then find joy in the fact that you are free of its momentary tyranny and now you can partake of my funs, something any nonexistent beings should be pleased of. XD *manic giggles*
I must first express a necessary warning that this will be a long post, but never fear for there will be visual aids to assist in your memory retention and interest levels. So you ADD stalkers *snaps* yes, you, be pleased in the colorful photos :3 sssshhhhiiiiiiiinnyyyyyyy o,o
*leisurely lowers into my high backed armchair, rubs butt down in an obnoxious manner of situating myself comfortably, then shaking out my limbs I reach within my finely made, deep crimson smoking jacket and slip out a quite thick, fabric encased tome with embossed calligraphy of silver on the cover and spine…exhaling a heavy ‘ahem’, my fingers nimbly pinch the edge of the book’s front and pull it open, lightly licking my index finger the pressing grip shifts me past the first few pages, to the true beginning*
My holidays began on the night of December 23rd, when still with my father, my sibling and I opened his gifts as the following day would filled by the joining of family at my grandmother’s. *crunches on Christmas cookies* Oh, would you like to partake of my merrily decorated snackery? Well, you can’t. So “naaahh”. :P Returning to the story. The moments were really quite simple and bland, we had no reason to do anything special as all would be done the next day. I received exactly what I asked for, a rarity in the way of me knowing what is what I wished for. My presents were as follows, and please direct yourself to the lovely image for an additional aid of visual reference.
• Canon Canoscan LIDE 110 scanner
• Futurama Volume 3 DVDs
• Futurama: Bender’s Big Score (Movie 1)
• Futurama: The Beast with a Billion Backs (Movie 2)
• Futurama: Bender’s Game (Movie 3)
• Futurama: Into the Wild Green Yonder (Movie 4)
• Chocolate Orange
I don’t know about you kidnapped listener, but them chocolate oranges are quite the tasty treat. Yes, yes indeed. *takes a moment to appear in deep thought, blows on a piper that appeared seemingly from nowhere, bubbles expel from its bulbous, well-crafted opening* As you can imagine, …I have no idea what I was intending to say.
The remainder of the evening I spent lazying about my sites and working on a Christmas gift for my mother, awaiting the hour in which I needed to begin my tedious and long preparatory beginnings of getting ready to leave for grandmother’s by 9 am. That early morn time being 3 am, which I purposefully awaited by staying up through the night and sleeping away most of the prior day of Friday. I showered—which includes face washing and tooth brushing—, dried my hair marginally and wrapped up into soft curlers, then I lotioned all over as one must take care of one’s skin, it is your largest organ. Yes, it is. Yessssssss. This entire process takes somewhere between 2-3 hours. I then hunted down a bit of a morning breakfast, thing, which wasn’t anything like a breakfast and more of a ‘I grabbed a few things to munch on’ and whilst doing so perused my sites a bit more and worked upon my mother’s gift. Another 2 hours passed. With two hours left, I began on my makeup and deciding what I would wear that was around an hour and a half and with the last half hour I dressed and took down my hair. And somehow, I was still late. Only ten minutes, but all that time to prepare and I lazyed about it and ended up late. Now you may be wondering, why on earth am I telling you this? How is it even remotely pertinent to anything of the general theme of my dramatically told holiday events? Nothing, nothing at all. But I’m telling you anyways and YOU.ARE.GOING.TO. LIKE. IT. T 3T
Once at grandmother’s, the very grandma who I do not get along with much nor care for particularly, we have a bit of breakfast and linger about for a bit until we open our gifties. I do not have a lot, nor have I for the past few years as there is rarely ever anything I can specifically name as a want and the few things I may are not ones I would tell her. The only item I knew of was some boots I have chosen from a catalog she had given my sibling and I to search through in the hopes of finding something and possibly some picture frames for two prints I bought at a con two years ago and have been lying pitifully on my floor ever since. The image I lowerly post to you all whom I pretend exist but probably don’t does not contain all the gifts I received. A few were items which I already regifted, one, surprisingly, to mother, three to friends gift boxes I have been creating and filling for a while now, and one mother will try to give to a friend who has a young daughter. Much was candy, I have a few there but others were lost among the many in my candy drawer. And lastly, the picture frame I did receive, only one, is left at my father’s with its print where it belongs, oh also a gift card and lots o’ cash >:3..about $100! When you only get a few gifts she then gives cash so that we may get whatever, whenever it is we find something we do want.
Without further ado, the listing of items and imagery. OH CRAP! I just realized, a ring she gave me I forgot to put in the pic…oh well, it wasn’t actually a gift just something she gave me later in the day if I wanted it…it’s alright, though I don’t know whether I would ever wear it…I keep feeling like I am forgetting something..oh well.
• Two Brown Sugar Cinnamon Poptarts (stocking stuffer)
• Chocolate Orange
• Several pieces of candy
• A Puppies Calendar ( I don’t know that I will use this but…*shrug*)
• An amazon gift certificate (an amc giftcard came with this, it was already put away in my wallet..plus I forgot about it until afterwards XP)
• A lovely pair of boots (which I picked out)
• A gingerbread man themed nutcracker! (the best gift..cause nutcrackers and gingerbread are AWESOME)
The rest of the day we spent there, had a little lunch and some punch. My sibling, cousin, and I played some card games. Egyptian war—always a quite humorous game, of course it is always better with our mutual friend Mero…so funny—, my own created game of Mystery—3 way, and a double deck round of Bluff. Sometime I know me and my father helped my grandparents with their computer a bit, and some talk with my cousin, a good deal of hanging around and doing nothing or eating stuff and things. Yup. Left around 6 pm. I don’t know how we spent 7 hours there o-o Once we returned home we packed all our things and returned to mother’s where she and my sibling played some Lego Harry Potter while I watched…SO FUNNY. My sister speaks as a potterpuppetpals version of harry…tis so humorous..hehehehehe XD The rest of the night I spent working on my mother’s gift…a task that was not completely until a little after 12 pm Christmas day. Once finished I joined my mother and sibling for gift opening. PHEW *takes a moment to recall the toil*…took me so long to get that gifty completed.
Here is a few images and list of the loverly items I received, not listed were two gifts from relatives on my mother’s side, $50 from my grandfather and a $50 amazon gift certificate from my aunt and uncle.
Full image:
Close ups:
• Chibi-like Christmas mini Darth Vader
• Infectious Disease Stress Ball “Zombie Virus” (see squeezed close up)
• Digital Camera (NOT ACTUALLY A GIFT…my sister got a new camera, and I took her old one cause there was NOTHING WRONG WITH IT..*eyeroll at sibling* T 3T)
• Clarisonic Mia2 face scrubber
• Futurama Volume 6 DVDs
• Actual Key necklace
• Black Heart pendant (another longer chain next to it)
• Gothic cross choker (made of hemp apparently)
• Gothic rose hand jewelry (see on hand close up)
Lastly, a little thing I chose for myself while we were shopping for new toys for our psychotic, mutilatorious pet puppies. Yes, it is indeed a dog toy..and it is mine. MINE.
And so dear listeners duct taped to my wall, that be the tale of my holiday and those are my wondrous gifts! Mother most always has the best, as she knows me better :3
*flipping quickly to the pages further in the back* Before I leave and completely forget you are still trapped with my firelit den where my pet cannibal has a mouse hole opening to, I shall give you the pleasure of seeing the gift I so painstakingly worked to complete for my birth creature.
Here is the first of my Limited Edition, One of a Kind, Plush Bellie Buddie!
I introduce you to Charlie. He is a calico pony, a feisty but loving thing who is quite proud of his fluffy mane and tail. He loves bananas, and adores his bow. Don’t tell him boy ponies shouldn’t be donning lovely hair accessories, as, if he is even listening to you, he shall kick you. Hard.
Charlie is much loved by my mother and it feeds his ego satisfactorily.
Ahh. *softly shuts the book, flattened palm on the smooth textile covering, brushing in a small circle* Yes my friend, the festal days of joyous gathering, giving and receiving, it finally past and we may once again be gladdened by the fact that we don’t have to endure that again for at least a few months, depending on your family’s celebratory standards. Luckily for me, it shan’t be for a great while. *taps fingers happily on the hard surface*
*the faint sound of a chime echoes in the hall beyond the heavy wooden door* That is my cue, must be off. *replacing the great book back within my jacket, mysteriously no lump of its presence evident, I straighten the sleeves, pulling out the flowing lace at the wrists which was oddly not there before as far as you’re concerned* I have many more strangers to terrorize and bore, possibly molest. I don’t know, it’s always a tossup on what the owners of homes you break and enter are going to be. *pauses briefly then returns to preening* Don’t worry though, my widdle purry kins shall keep you company…for a bit. *points offhandedly to small hole in the wall with fancy, perfectly crafted sign above its entrance, reading, oddly, “carl” in a neat, steady hand*
So long now *tugging at my collar with a slight wrinkling of my nose, the bold grey mustache, it’s curled ends extending far beyond the sides of my pale skinned, yet rosen cheeks, twitching in response* Toodles!
*sashays across the floor, utterly naked lower half passing before you, high socks up my unshaven calves and polished dress shoes glowing in the flame dimmed lighting, with a small heave of the oak door, the bronze latch clicking, you are now alone…duct taped to a wall…awaiting the presence of some mysterious pet..thing, aren’t you glad you don’t exist? XD*
Falalalala lala la la!
Actually..really…I am confused as hell still about whoever you all are that keep viewing this little old world of mine o-o *blinks* Every day I find that my views go anywhere from none to a few hundred! You are either all wayward travelers who mistakenly got sucked into this entropy or insane creatures hypnotized by my stunning virtual charm o 3o …..PFFFFFBBBTTTTT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA, no no XD XD XD *sniffs* ahh, ha..well, so, I don’t know whether to thank you or pity you. Either way..be blessed by my onions. Or..whatever the hell that is supposed to mean.
Till we meet again. If that meeting is in any way sock related, I apologize in advance. Maybe >:3
*BUWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...cough..hack*
Ok, last night I was hunting around for some things (forever!) and then came back here to do a check on some stuff. While I was here though, I wanted to change my comment/pm font and style. So of course I needed to post something to test the set up, because you just can't trust that what you choose is going to be exactly what you get. Anyway, to do this I started making up a little story, just to have something longer than a few words. And the little stupid story evolved into a little bit longer stupid story and since i'm just so awesome to you all, I have decided to show it! So here it is.
Once upon a Time.
Once upon a time there was a gentle village that was known for its lovely lands and treasured crops. Once upon the same time there was a very large potato that wondered aimlessly in hopes of finding his true purpose, which the great water spirit predicted he would meet. And but of course, as the legends go, potatoes can be very impatient just as humans are often too prideful. Now as the potato traveled he happened to come to a serene little oasis in the west’s lush forests and valleys as the sun reached its zenith. When the inhabitants of the small town saw the creature they drew looks of disgust and sneered at the ugly thing; all of them thinking he could easily try to poison what they had worked so hard for. Such is the curse of the nightshade clan. This being true, they immediately tossed him from the peaceful gardens and banished the robust vegetable forever, hoping to never have it tarnish their homes good name again. The poor potato only watched on sadly as he continued with his endless mission to discover his destiny. And so the lonely spud wondered. He traversed many distances, going east, north, and south, but alas could not find that which he sought. Aching and slipping inside his own tough skin, the heart broken and exiled being looked to the sky and prayed that the spirit would help him. The small oracle heard her dear friend mourn his failure, although she could do nothing and there was nothing that could be done. So she watched the sky and trusted the fates to the times. Deep within the vast grasslands in the western paradise, the fulsome villagers wiped their sweat drenched brows and found they were sad. Each with their own thoughts at heart our fabled friends looked to the future. On a particularly nice yet breezy day, the abandoned and tired tuber laid its head upon some sweet grass tufts beneath a large willow tree and moaned out his sorrows. So loud were his troubles that the humans, who once hated him, heard his grief and called for him. But the lowly vegetable had slipped into sleep, with the placid seer beside him, although he did not know it. When the villagers finally discovered the outcast, he was gone from the world and his heart mashed to pieces. The people of the sacred west cried over the tuber, asking his departed self to forgiven their folly. But he never did come. For three generations he did not appear and for three generations the once proud town passed its most shameful story onto its descendants. Slowly but surely the children to the past continued their ancestors legacy. On the 10th day of harvest, while the earth spun to meet the sun at its highest, the forlorn potato appeared in the grasses. He smiled warmly and whispered his secret, telling us the truth behind their journeys and of his meeting with fate. Each story had had its purpose and both legends were entwined. See the poor, forsaken vegetable of the nightshade tribe was meant to die, was foretold to travel incessantly without his intent being met, and was ordained to change the once arrogant lives of the villagers forever. Because once upon a time never happened to just one person, but to a potato.
The End.
Now wasn't that a great bedtime tale!! Well, it's very dumb and short...however it's funny^-^ At least I think so. Perhaps because I remember what it used to be. Hehe! Actually it ended up having a nice-ish ending when in the beginning he was just banished, then wondered, then died^-^ HAHAHAHA! I'm so evil:P Oh adn did you catch my joke?? I said his heart was mashed to pieces, and he's a potatoe...get it?! I thought it was funny.
