Does anyone know where they'll be posting prompts this year?

Never mind. Found it.

I hate it. Change it back.

That's knot how cat genitalia works.

They have spikes on it, if you must know.

Aisla: Blacksmithing/Mining
Bronya Blacksmithing/Mining
Yalena Jewelcrafting/Mining

Khassandra: Engineering (Goblin)/Mining
Xialla: Engineering (Gnome)/Mining

Penelope: Alchemy/Herbalism
Tvarika: Leatherworking/Skinning
Salica: Inscription/Herbalism
**Future Demon Hunter: Leatherworking/Skinning

Nashira: Tailoring/Enchanting
Pangari: Alchemy/Herbalism
Verbena: Tailoring/Enchanting

...you almost complemented an artist on their cute pig drawing. Only to keep reading realize it's not supposed to a pig. It's a "pony" with a pig snout and pig ears. Sigh.

Yeah, that "style" needs to go pronto.

...and it's not you, dear reader. I don't watch pig-pony drawers on FA.

...some fucktard taught my sister how to pirate movies today. As if her perpetual netflix binging wasn't enough of an annoyance for sharing it.

Thanks fucktard.

I just walked away with Music Roll: Angelic, without a scratch.

You see, I decided tonight was the night for some serious music hunting. So I scrolled down the list on WoWhead, bouncing from point to point with no plan and no efficiency, just like the good old days. When I got to "Angelic" on the list, I'd missed the 3am drop by an hour. Oh well, I'll try for 6am, I thought. It's Sunday, it's been out for awhile, and Staghelm is lazy and hates PvP.

So just before six, I made my way from Kalimdor, where I'd been rolling bosses all night, to STV. On the boat to Booty Bay, I took the precaution to glyph Camo. I did a quick fly over of the area, and didn't like what I saw. At least three in the air--one a druid, a handful scattered about the bleachers; and one nub on the floor. Still, I decided to take my chances. I dropped into a secluded corner of the outer rim, out of sight of the crowd, and hit camo. Then I made my way to the center of the arena floor, giving my potential competitors a wide birth. No need for them to know I was there any sooner than necessary. Stealth ticking down, I watched the goblin make his way to drop the chest.

As soon as it appeared, I got to looting it, all the time thinking, I'm gonna die! I"m gonna die! I'm gonna die! When no blows fall, I glance about. The folks in stands are shifting about tentatively, but not approaching. Of the death squad above, only the druid comes down, but won't put his feet on the ground, unwilling to engage. ...and I'm still looting, not quite able to believe I'm really going to get away with this.

Scroll is now in my inventory; it's too late for them. The druid hovers briefly and flies away, the other two still flap above. More shifting, but still no charge from the spectators. In the end, the only one willing to attempt to punish me for my insolence is the tiny nub who was standing on the floor; my pet promptly kills him before I can even register the plucky little gnome has attempted to hit me.

...and that's when I realize it's time to gogogo before anyone else decides they're feeling raw about it. I saddle up my glorious bird of fire and sparkles and make for Zul'Gurub where I have a date to punch a few trolls in the face anyway. I look back a few time for a pursuit that never comes.

Finally, I make the safety of the old raid. I gleefully learn my scroll, take a big sigh of relief, and thank my lucky stars for the peace loving hippie paradise that is Staghelm and its associated servers. Where even a bungling ol' duffer like me is either too intimidating or just too much trouble. I thank you all. *bows*

Moral: Sometimes the days is won, not by the brave, and not by the strong, but by the sneaky. ^.^

I will never...
never
never
never
never
NEVER
NEVER
NEVER

...get the hang of this damned digital painting thing.

*cries*

Hey fellow Carolinians and roller coaster fans, here's a head's up if you missed it. Carowinds will be shutting down my most beloved coaster Thunder Road on July 26 forever, in order to make "improvements". If you can swing the admission, go say goodbye for me.

I think I must be the only furry in the world who does not give a damn about sergals. They're just kind of meh to me.

Well,  silverberry doesn't care for them either, now that I think of it.

Not hating. It's just gonna be one of those things I don't quite understand. Everyone has a few of those, I suppose.

I don't see the need to freak out just yet. If you're leaving, I keep a DA as a back up plan. However, I update it once in a blue moon...as in even less than I update here, and there is nothing there that I don't post here. Still, if you'd prefer it: http://harpyisle.deviantart.com/

That is all.

The Materials:
1. Stringy, slightly ravaged left over steak, purloined from parents' fridge, because it was probably going to just be left to go bad anyway.
2. Frozen broccoli, one large fresh carrot, several tiny cloves from a fading remnant of a garlic cluster.
3. Left over Chinese take-out (beef and scallops) with most of the best bits already eaten.
4. A coupled servings of left over creamed peas that came out too thick originally and were thusly snubbed for days.
5. A container and a half of overly dry rice that accompanied the aforementioned Chinese food.
6. Bacon grease, flour, soy sauce, Worcestershire sauce, sweet chili sauce and toasted sesame seeds.

The Execution:
Chop carrot and dice garlic and saute with broccoli in bacon grease in skillet. Slice steak and add to vegetables once they are tender. Continue to cook until thoroughly heated, adding slightly more bacon grease because meat looks "dry". Empty skillet on to plate. Now add more bacon grease. Once hot, add flour, and cook until brown. Though never brown enough because you're a timid and impatient cook when it comes to roux. Add soy, Worcestershire sauce and as much water as needed to make gravy. Realize that beef broth would have been better in retrospect but you didn't have any and also that this is the one time you, the queen of "gravy pudding" wish she'd made more roux, but continue. When adequately thick and bubbling, add creamed peas. Mix and heat thoroughly. Well that looks better. Taste; add more soy and Worcestershire. Let bubble for a few seconds then add in left over Chinese. Another brief bubble and then add in steak and veggies. Good, good. Looks like stew. Let's add that sweet pepper sauce. Yes, nice flavor. Now we add the rice. Boy we weren't kidding when we said it was dry. Add more water, soy and Worcester, sesame seeds. Allow to simmer briefly. Yes. Good. Dinner. Nom.

What exactly is a "ferel" commmission?

Oh, you mean feral.

*whistles* Spent all that money to take out an ad, yet couldn't spend five minutes previewing it to friends to proofread and check for errors. Nice. Very professional.

*facepalm*

I get so tired of both sides of the price wars...

If you can't get more than $X for your work, then that's all it's worth. It's not fair, it just is. Why do you think I don't draw for people? I know I can't get what my time is worth to me so I keep my art time for myself. If you can't make it on your art alone, and you're always begging for money, perhaps it's time to consider getting a day job. It beats begging any day. Believe me, I've done both.

As for the whiners who are always crying the price is too high, I got news for you too, sunshine. Hir Awesome Majesty Queenie Pants Popufur Artiste is not obligated to draw for you for Bucky McAverage's prices. It doesn't matter if you don't think their art is better or He/She doesn't have a degree. When you're Hir Awesome Majesty Queenie Pants Popufur Artiste, you don't have to draw for chump change anymore. You have a sea of panting furs begging at your feet and shoving $100 bills at you for the privilege of having their character drawn by you. Either get in line and pony up the dough, or go fricken' hire Bucky McAverage. If they're really "just as good", why didn't you want them in the first place? They probably need the money a whole lot more anyway.

So far....

Sharing a ride with  tisket! ^.^
Booze
Drawing
Dealer's Den
Being my mate  silverberry handller while he's suiting.
Opening ceremonies.
Sushi with  silverberry Crim, Lacy, Illya and Madmatin.

*eats long meme form* Lazy ponies dun fill out things they can nom instead. If you have questions, ask. *coughs and expels pastel star shaped confetti*

Sheesh, for a fandom that tolerates just about every manner of sexual variation know to man or beast, people around here sure get their fur in a bunch over some silly shit. I swear to goodness if I hear one more person whining about "angel dragons" I'm going to lose it. Why do people even freaking care? Yes, they're popular. So what? So are wolves, foxes, and huskies and every combo in between! Eesh. And you know what? There's not a damn thing wrong with that. A person should select their fursona based on their own happiness. If it's popular, so be it. If it's a phase, it'll pass, and if not then it won't. Either way they're currently happy, so leave them alone. Other people do not exist just to serve as your amusement. You are not being harmed in any way by someone else's fursona choice. Get over it. Take responsibility for your own happiness and stop worrying about what other people do.

...and for what it's worth, I neither have nor want one. As an artist I have both the ability and enjoy the process of designing my own characters and creations. However, this is not a power everyone has. Some lack the skill, the equipment or the desire and I don't hold it against them for using a template that appeals to them instead.

What do you mean there's no listing for "Dwarf" under species??? *twitch*

I'm gonna have dorf art of me girls to put up soon, and there is no tag for them. Elf? Sure. Orc? Yup, even those smelly blue ninnies, Draenei!

...but no Dwarf.

OH-FFENDED!!! Raaaaaaaaaage!

Seriously. Dwarfs need a species tag. As do Goblins. And Gnomes...and wait a minute, are you just prejudiced against them short races?

Moar OH-FFENDED! Raaaaaaage MOAR!!!

*short oh-ffended dorf-playing poneh falls out her chair and continues raging from the floor*

Siiiiiiiiiiggggggghhhhhh.....

Why do some pieces seem to color themselves, and others fight tooth and nail. This is why I don't draw for anyone but friends. I have no ability to work a linear fashion, and when I try to force myself, it shows.

1. Misuse of the word "alicorn"
It's that yellow thing on my head, not my species. Damn you Hasbro!

2. "Original Species"
A dragon by any other name is still just a fucking dragon. The design may be original, but the concept probably isn't. No matter what animal you stick horns or wings or whatever on, someone else has probably already done it...like, back in the stone age. The same is true for sticking a bunch of random animals parts together to make a hybrid. We've been at this crap for a long time. There's really nothing new under the sun. You're not a toy company; there's no need to "brand" everything. Your cute and awesome design will stand on it it own without this silliness

3. Mythical creature: There is no "Doing It Wrong."
Mythical (def.):
: based on or described in a myth

: existing only in the imagination

In other words, you pretty much can't fuck it up. You may not like that so-and-so draws their dragons with boobs, for example, but it's not "wrong". It's just not your taste. Deal with it.

Note: I'm not saying you can't fuck up anatomy on a mythical creature. You absolutely can; been there, done that, got the t-shirt of shame that goes with it. Anyway, if it hurts, or is impossible for your human arm to bend that way, then your speshul leafy dick-nippled dragon-steer fursona can't do it either...unless perhaps he's made of tentacles or jello or something...well basically, if he can, you need a good reason why. If not, go stand in front of a mirror/look at reference photos until you get it right. Or at least until you admit you're beat or stumped. Like I said, I've been there. Keep trying. If you don't get it in this drawing, there will be others. It will click in time. *pats*


4. Sparkle Dog Hate.
See also "Popular Species Hate" "Unusual Species Hate" and "Trait Hate". We get it. You don't like Sparkle Dogs. You don't like Tail Mouths. You don't Rainbow Fur, You don't like species X because it's popular. You don't like Species Y because so and so's just doing it to be different. Yada, yada, yada. Whine, whine, whine.

Question, why the fuck do you care? Is it your fursona? Did you pay for it? Other than you might have to look at it for a brief moment until you can turn your eyes away or close the window, what terrible effect is this thing that OH-ffends you having on your life?

Oh that right. It has zero effect. Zip, zilch, nada. Nuffin. You're just being silly-butt.

I understand if you don't want to participate in these trends. That's cool. There's all kind of things going on that I look at and say, "Nope!" and go on about my merry way. It's okay to say no. It's not okay to throw a hissy fit about it, particularly if said hissy fit involved insulting or harassing the person doing the thing you don't like.

I got news for you, sunshine. They DO like it, and there's nothing wrong with them liking it. They're not there to serve as your entertainment. They are there to chase their own happiness, just you are chasing yours. Grow up and grow a thicker skin. Go do what you like and don't worry about it.

5. Waah...I'm so misunderstood!
Welcome to the state of being alive and human. Everyone here is misunderstood. You get used to it eventually. Here's a hug. Now, let go of those paranoid, and to be fair, sometimes not-so-paranoid feelings of persecution and just breathe. Most of it's in your head, and what isn't isn't worth getting upset about. Whatever you do, don't go full drama llama in public about it. It makes YOU look bad, not your perceived enemies.

6. Talking shit about your "enemies" just to prove how tough or cool you are.
It doesn't make you look cool or tough. It make you look...twelve. Seriously, grown ups don't do that. Besides, if you really didn't care that these jerks are supposedly out out to hurt your feelings, you wouldn't have written a five page rant about it. You would, well just not care. You'd go on with your happy furry life without so much as a thought in their general direction. If some "friend" brought up what Meanie McMeanypants said or did, you shrug and say "That's nice," or some other meaningless reply and stay busy with what really matters.

...which is really the best revenge for what it's worth. If they're really are out to get your goat, nothing will make them more furious than your negating their ability to negatively impact your happiness by making them invisible.

Finally,

7. Quit suggesting I comb out my yarn tail. Thanks.
Combed out yarn doesn't move right to simulate a horse's tail. Combed out fibers are also more likely to become broken, entangled, frizzy or irreparably stained. Hell, I BLED all over my uncombed tail and it washed out clean, much to my relief. Try that with a combed tail, I dare you. Combing is fine for short fibers like you'd find in a fox or cat tail, but a long pony's tail needs to remain uncombed for both swing and sanitary reasons.

...I could bitch about people bitching about art prices, but I covered that already earlier in the week.

Even though I don't sell art myself, I admit I kind of want to pinch people who rant about prices being "too high". I feel artists are free to price their time how they see fit; whether they are good, bad or indifferent, popular or unknown, art degree or self taught. Art is wonderful and good for the soul, but it is a luxury, not a necessity. If the buyer does not agree with the price, then they are free to continue to seek someone else to do the work for what they wish to pay, or even pick up a pencil and start drawing for themselves.

For example, unless these complainers are nuts, they wouldn't dream of going into Walmart and demanding the store sell them a $25 shirt for $5 because, "That's all it cost to make it in a Chinese sweatshop!" (even if it's true) so I really don't see where they get off trying to pull that stunt with an artist, musician or any other sort of craftsman. If you don't like the price, politely say "No, thank you," or "I'll think about it," and move on. The only time I can even see wheedling about it is if the buyer themselves is a craftsman has a skill* and/or product* of similar value they think they artist might like to trade for. That kind of bargaining is more reasonable.

*This of course is subjective and I'll leave it to the individuals to work out whether it's worthwhile or not.

Don't worry about it for me. Most likely I'll have nothing to post anyway, and if I do, it's be some sketchy thing that can wait until Monday or...well...knowing history, whenever.

If you really want to be stalkerish and watch my "backup plan" as it were, you can feel free to watch my DA:
http://harpyisle.deviantart.com/

...but understand I only update it once in a blue moon when I finish something. You'll get more bang for your buck here.

If I buy in to Dullards of Disappoint, I'm living in Karabor, and you can't stop me! I don't care if there's nothing there but ambiance. I'm not living in that nasty little slum you slapped together in Trashcan with the PvP filth. I've got Mage for all my AH mule needs, which means my toons get to live in a big shiny Draenei palace in big beautiful green surroundings..

Fuck Dullards!
Fuck Ashran!
Fuck wPvP
Fuck Fort Crappypasta.
Fuck those slacker devs!

Long live Karabor!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83xk1BwiUwg

As "organic robot" concepts go, this is right up my alley. The costuming on the humans is pretty awesome too.

http://youtu.be/Oe2KIVAHF-4