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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 4:37 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 1:44 pm
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Memai Shirosaki Shiro Nishida Ramadan Mubarak, Everyone! biggrin
Only one person in this guild actually knows what that means. xD
My life was hectic, and actually very little lurking has ensued... other than proposing another solution to the 2% tax in the marketplace on another guild, but that'd be about it...
oh, and romping through the exchange and R&C as well. 3nodding
Also, Hoshi's idea will most likely stiffle a laughter with a dev or admin or two...which means high hopes for such an item set to be developed.
CUBICS FOR GAIA! scream heart Yes Shiro XD I'm enjoying my last proper supper if you will. So long snacking D: Durhurhurhur, I'm getting fans at campus D: Granted they're really nice, I despise the fact they think I'm better than them, when in fact, they're SO much better than what I can only hope to be. D: It's only until October anywho xd (YOU CAN DO IT, MEMAI! DX)
I think they feel you're better than them because you've learned to be objective with your work, appreciate constructive criticism, and have a keen eye for details and styles. 3nodding Then again, they may be "Pop Art" fashionistas, and like your works when they're shiny-colorful rofl
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 5:19 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 1:33 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 3:47 pm
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axel - Yep, that's the one. Not only is the plot tragically bad, but her prose is 20% story, 80% description of voices/eyes/skin. For example:
"Hey, let's go over there." His voice was soft and silky, and reminded her of one of those lovely pillows she'd gotten at Pier 1 the day before, only better. His eyes, usually the color of springtime lilacs - lavender and traces of light-ish, dark-ish red - were tinted black with rage, and he sparkled under the lamplight like thousands of tiny Tiffany's diamonds had been embedded in his skin.
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Repeat for anything the characters say.
Oh, but no one ever "says" anything. They "cry," "whisper," "squeal," "explode," "expostulate," "reveal," "apologize," etc.
"Wow!" she yelled. "I know!" he boomed. "It's Pier 1!" she whispered. "I thought you'd like it!" he laughed. "Look! Pillows!" she marveled. "AND lamps!" he added. "I love you," she sighed. "I'm part gemstone," he confessed. "And most likely gay."
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 4:53 pm
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Ok I should never be allowed to go in to an art store. It all started with a need to sketch design for a plushie that I'm going to be making, and while trying to sketch it using a BIC pen and graph paper I got pissed off with the ink blobs and ripped paper. (heavy hand) So I said screw this there's an art store on the way to work I'll just stop in buy buy a heavy weight sketch pad and a pencil (5H). The plan was set, but when I got there I realized that this store was a bit bigger then I expected, but signs guided me to the pads grabbed one no problems, then came the pencil and it was like dear god, my art store back home had like a small section of a shelf, this place had 1 and a half shelve units full. I just need one and now I need to be brand picky, my store had 2 maybe 3 brands. My head hurt, but I found what I was looking for then as I was walking away that damn artist in me popped out for a moment and said you'll need a sharpener and an eraser, so I got that. Then I saw as I was walking away again the fine line markers and I said oh I'll need one of those to and now with a point 0.05mm liner I was off to buy my good. And twenty some dollars after I was off to work. My initial plan would have cost me about seven dollars because the pad was on sale.
Now it would be fine if that was it but now after sketching out the design I realized I need to get the it coloured so I can get an idea what it'll look like and it'll make fabric buying a less tiring process. (The fact that I need to touch every fabric it enough without needed to decide on colours on the spot) So now I need to go back and get something to colour with and because I didn't want to get distracted like last time I decided to see if they had a website and they did. This my friends is bad move number to because now not only was I looking at colour supplies I started to look through everything thing else and I'm debating if a $100 lightbox is something I need. It all started so simple and now I want stuff, I was doing so well just doodling and sewing, but now it's like I've been sucked back in. It's not a bad thing but a bit of a pain to have to buy everything to make the little artist in me shut up about things.
Depending on how things go you'll either get a post full of shopping bits or ..... no it'll just be about shopping bits.
DAMN YOU ART STORE, I WAS FINISH MY 12 STEP PROGRAM.
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 6:11 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 7:34 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 9:03 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 16, 2007 3:55 pm
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Akahoshi - My friend dared me to write something about vampires, and I'm tempted to take up the challenge. My vampires, unlike Rice's angst-ridden emo-ites, or Meyer's love-stricken glittery things, will probably be addicted to caffeine and painkillers, and have meetings at a weekly support group. They'll also be stalked by a girl whose scheming photographer boyfriend wants a photo of the vampires to send off to the tabloids. And, somewhere in the story, the following exchange must occur:
"So, do you die in sunlight?" "What?" "The sun. Do you turn into ash or something?" "Sweetheart, it's noon. It's noon, and we're walking through Central Park. In the sun, pretty much. Could you please go bother someone else now?"
My friend called the idea "lame, but not horrable" (her spelling, not mine). Seeing as how she's a die-hard fan of Harry Potter, I'd have to say that's a green light.
axel - A ticker, huh? I think I can manage that. whee
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 1:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 8:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 1:48 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 2:11 pm
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Ok it's been about a week since I posted last. Wow real life sucks when you have a job and nothing else. At least when I had school stuff it was like a break from work, now it's all sleep, eat, work, repeat 4 more times, then sleep the weekend away. Really it's no excuse but I feel I'm still young enough to complain. Not to mention they decided that hey your not all that busy lets have you do stuff you're not trained for and new hires have 5 weeks training to learn. I mean it's not hard stuff and within 10 minute I sort of had the general idea of what to do, but the thing of it is I'm not getting paid to do it, well not getting paid enough anyway.
So pretty much all that down time I had a work is just about gone, and what's left is very little. Oh well I guess I'll just suck it up, not like saying I don't want to do it will help. (I need a good reference after this)
AD - Your story idea is lovely, I'd read it. And while I said I would write for NaNoWriMo, I think I will try writing something, even it it won't meet the how ever many pages. I figure I can at least get something. Maybe a story about the little ZomBee (not a spelling error) Doll I'm making. Yes that could work, though it may end up really short.
Anyway back to work stuff.
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