The urge for words

suddenly pours forth. Have I mixed with colors for too long?

Meaning of the color blue. Feelings surging through. Where are you? At vision's edge, if only I could peel back this skin, this air, it intuits true that you would be on the other side. Both or one, you.

Sky and Sea are simultaneously the closest things together and the farthest things apart. Where they meet...

A new oekaki board

Try me.

Fujou is gone, Skylands is gone, and fearsome is slower than a crawl. Oekaki seems to be a thing of 2003. Yet...now, in this age, I have a board. In beta, yes, with limited features, yes, seemingly without even basic options such as changing board-wide template, yes. But...

I wonder.

Random fanaticism outburst #530

So I was in the middle of checking out the new PS3 game that's coming out and then OF COURSE THIS HAPPENED where they introduce the big bad bosses and shit and I'm blown away by Okiayu as per usual and my pants are fucking wet as shit, thank you. Of fucking course.

Also how is Kanon NOT the big bad for the second arc again? ...Oh. Wait.

I swear I will marry this guy and beseech that he speaks to me in only the Saga voice  at. All. Times. WHY AREN'T THERE MORE MMD OR ANY OTHER FANMADE VIDS WITH HIS ACTUAL VOICE WHAT THE FUCK THIS MAKES SHIT SENSE

THE RARITY OF THIS ONE PISSES ME OFF



I'M DYING




Oh and some progress on the next brothers thing I guess. Totes can't tell what's going on.

...

Whelp, looks like that's a failed attempt #2. Although it has gotten to the point that if I go to bed without at least doodling or trying something, the day doesn't feel complete. Too bad I can't keep up having something to actually show for everyday. Frustration is still there, but habit has formed.

If I ever have time in life again...



02. Goodnight kiss

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Way to choke already on only the second day, Jing.

[365-85] 30 brothers theme challenge

01. Clothing swap

Please trust me on this one, Nii-san, that's not how you put it on...

...

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Had a rare opportunity today of sitting idly under a tree for 1.5 hr, 80% sheltered from steady rain by luckily-thick foliage. Covered the park bench with rows of Es A Gee A with random splashes of Kay A En O En laced in between, written in rain.

It got me back to thinking in imagery again.

But I'm such an amateur still struggling trying to figure out how even basic functions work. For instance, WHY IS IT DOING THAT THING WHERE IT PANS LEFT FOR A SECOND WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

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Quick study.

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Because if even Shura himself doesn't look right with his hair, something is severely wrong. And I don't have enough time to do what I want to do, as per usual.