(blog in progress because I can't code SHIT)
I like a lot of things. I blog video games, Zoids, anime, Ginga Legend, Homestuck, animals, beasts, KAMEN RIDER, etc etc etc. I love Homestuck but don't blog it much, because I'm a bit behind and don't want to spoil it for myself.
I'm Tenzen on Flight Rising (#26879), Sylestia, Wolf Soul, and I can also be found on Corepets and Clanheart under "Wolf."
My owl mask makes another appearance in a game, something called Mystery Trackers- Raincliff? Another direct paint over, though it looks like the majority of this game uses paint overs of existing photographs to assemble scenes and objects. I wish the’d use the updated owl mask i made- not the first clunky design i did, haha ..if you are going to steal, steal the better version! ;P
Nothing i can really do about this but add it to the pile of my stuff appearing in other stuff! Im guessing the artist googled “masks” to find stuff to paint over. Some small part of me want to hope it was meant as an homage by a fan who worked on the game but thats me trying to put a positive spin on it, haha…
I'm working on a script for a comic I'm creating. My cast is primarily female and I'm worried I have too many women. When you're writing CM (since your cast is largely female) do you ever think, "there should be a guy in here somewhere?" And if so, what do you do? I'm really comfortable writing women, and I love my characters... I see no need for anymore men in the story at this time, but I'm afraid it won't appeal to a large enough audience. 3 prominent women to 1 supporting male? Too much?
Doug Jones (ex contortionist, now actor) is on the castlist for the film ‘Crimson Peak' out in 2015 (with Tom Hiddleston, Jim Beaver in it etc.), and his part on IMDb currently has no name..guys, that can only mean one thing-
KICK ASS CREEPY CREATURE TIME.
I mean, this guy is the Johnny Depp of mythical creatures, he’s been in everything and is rarely appreciated
I rather enjoy the fact that people have been trained, with or without their knowledge, to give me food, blankets, and my favorite hot beverage to me whenever I fall into a Mood without me having to say a word about it. It’s like there’s this secret service that kidnaps people I’ve interacted with for a while and keeps them caged up and instructs them in the art of hot chocolate gifting and then once they complete their terrifying courses, they’re blindfolded and then put out on a remote street corner to find their way back home and potentially carry on with their lives and their extremely disorienting and assuredly bizarre relationship with me.
I reblog this every time it pops up, because there’s something so comforting about it.
Obviously a long and comfortable acquaintance with these two. The cat barely notices the rabbit, and rabbits only flop over like that when they feel relaxed and safe. The rabbit is literally trusting that cat with his life.