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The player scrapbooks forum is literally a place for writers to warm-up, brainstorm, keep little scraps of notes, or just post things to encourage themselves and each other. Each player can feel free to create their own thread - one per account - and use them accordingly.
I see your thread goal and raise you.... raise you... uh.... Ok, who am I kidding? Sondra will probably be passed out somewhere, drunk on rubbing alcohol and hella broke. So... pretty easy to find. Just look for the only Konti flat on her face.
She's a classy lady. Maybe even too classy for you, Seven.
Laz: The facial expressions in some of these comics kill me, I love it.
Sondra: Challenge accepted.
Gossamer: After I recovered from my seizure over "When comforting a grammar nazi." being a sentence fragment, I had a good laugh.
So I promised myself that I wouldn't spend my entire day off on openCanvas and Mizahar, but it's currently 12:37 and all I've done other than a short trip to the drug store has been those things. I oughta irreparably destroy baking sheets make muffins, but that is effort and attention. Hmm.
Most often the south-eastern US does a good job of taking the brunt of hurricanes (thanks Florida!) so that Atlantic Canada doesn't have to. Once in a while, a tropical storm's path will forego the US altogether and head straight for us. A cat 2 nine years ago knocked out power for over a week and killed four people. For being so protected by other land masses from hurricanes, that was sort of a big deal. Anyway, Leslie's another rare storm that's lumbering slowly up the Atlantic and headed for Nova Scotia. So, if I disappear for a few days next week, it's probably because I don't have power.
Then again, it's moving so slowly it could veer so far east that all we get is a little wind and rain. And that'd be sweet.
The old-school CS, as done as it'll ever be. I used to do these for every character I drew often enough to warrant one, going back to the days when Pokemon was cool. Aww yeah, to be 10 years old again, tromping through the forest with a piece of wood that I pretended was a PokeDex, and PokeBalls my mom purchased for me from my local Zellers.
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Anyway. Without further digression, Seven's CS, complete with pronunciation for his last name that definitely isn't 'zoo'.
I was going to add facial expressions, but I ran out of inspiration and couldn't be bothered, hah!
About ten minutes ago I was informed that my dog (the border collie/duck toller mix on the left), of thirteen years, is going to be put down. She's in a lot of pain, and struggles daily, she no longer eats, and she cannot control her bodily functions. I understand that there is no life to live there, and at the same time I'm utterly heartbroken. I haven't stopped crying, even now, and it took me a solid 45 seconds to bring myself to type her name. I love her so much. What kills me most is that I won't be able to make it back to be there with her when the time comes. God. Fuck.
I'm sorry. I had to get this out somewhere. I'm home alone, waiting to go to work and be a wreck all day.
She is an amazing dog. Had I known the last time I saw her would be the last time I saw her, I would have spent more time at her side.
I'll probably write something more deserving of her when I'm in a better frame of mind.