16/01... bad day.
Posted 14 years agoThough some have guessed or noticed already I have been feeling more than a little down. Though I have met recently some very very very cool furs who have quickly become good friends (you know who you are. ^^). The main thing is still there.
Today is when I saw one of my best friends die infront of me. *Sighs.* It happened three years ago and though I have tried to forget it I can't. Every year I take a long walk in the evening through the park before sitting or kneeling beside his grave. For however long it takes I stay and talk. About everything that has happened. New people I have met. How my life is going. He was close to me. Very. I'll eventually be able to let go. Will be okay by tomorrow.
I have also oddly returned to playing pokemon. Black atm. Well the emulator for it anyway. A friend showed me one of the new near legendary pokemon. A fox that the shiny version looks remarkably like my old fursona.
Current team are as such:
Zorua (lv 17) The unevolved form of said fox pokemon.
Raikou (lv16)
Entei (lv16)
Suicune (lv20) Fave pokemon ever.
Glaceon (lv15)
Keldeo (lv18)
Need to get one more canine pokemon to replace Keldeo with. But it'll be the party I'll stick with.
Today is when I saw one of my best friends die infront of me. *Sighs.* It happened three years ago and though I have tried to forget it I can't. Every year I take a long walk in the evening through the park before sitting or kneeling beside his grave. For however long it takes I stay and talk. About everything that has happened. New people I have met. How my life is going. He was close to me. Very. I'll eventually be able to let go. Will be okay by tomorrow.
I have also oddly returned to playing pokemon. Black atm. Well the emulator for it anyway. A friend showed me one of the new near legendary pokemon. A fox that the shiny version looks remarkably like my old fursona.
Current team are as such:
Zorua (lv 17) The unevolved form of said fox pokemon.
Raikou (lv16)
Entei (lv16)
Suicune (lv20) Fave pokemon ever.
Glaceon (lv15)
Keldeo (lv18)
Need to get one more canine pokemon to replace Keldeo with. But it'll be the party I'll stick with.
Vote for me and freebies
Posted 14 years ago
VOTE FOR ME!! <3


I have also oddly returned to playing pokemon. Black atm. Well the emulator for it anyway. A friend showed me one of the new near legendary pokemon. A fox that the shiny version looks remarkably like my old fursona.
Current team are as such:
Zorua (lv 17) The unevolved form of said fox pokemon.
Raikou (lv16)
Entei (lv16)
Suicune (lv20) Fave pokemon ever.
Glaceon (lv15)
Keldeo (lv18)
Need to get one more canine pokemon to replace Keldeo with. But it'll be the party I'll stick with.
New year. New thoughts from the mad fox.
Posted 14 years agoSo it's the new year. Wonderful new beginnings to all. Murry parties. Contagious cuddles. But with it come new thoughts. I'll be 23 in Febuary... 23... God that sounds so old. My best friend is poking me about trying to turn me vegan to save me a few years. Though still the main thing on my mind is a purple fox we all know and love. I wont be changing for a long while but I agree with one thing he said. "If you were 15 and someone told you plainly. That if you just ate fruit and veg you'd give yourself an extra 10 years to live. You would do it wouldn't you?" I would have. If others joined me in the change.
I have also oddly returned to playing pokemon. Black atm. Well the emulator for it anyway. A friend showed me one of the new near legendary pokemon. A fox that the shiny version looks remarkably like my old fursona.
Current team are as such:
Zorua (lv 6) The unevolved form of said fox pokemon.
Raikou (lv5)
Entei (lv5)
Suicune (lv10) Fave pokemon ever.
Glaceon (lv5)
Keldeo (lv5)
Need to get one more canine pokemon to replace Keldeo with. But it'll be the party I'll stick with.
Anyway happy new year guys. Been a busy year and eventful. Hopefully it'll be a good one for you and myself. So much to do So much to hope for. Still open for story comissions poke the link for a few details on that. Got a good few things planned for this year. And possibly some surprises.
sunktokeca Is doing a free art contest/raffle details on this link
Happy new year to you all. Keep on wagging. ^^
I have also oddly returned to playing pokemon. Black atm. Well the emulator for it anyway. A friend showed me one of the new near legendary pokemon. A fox that the shiny version looks remarkably like my old fursona.
Current team are as such:
Zorua (lv 6) The unevolved form of said fox pokemon.
Raikou (lv5)
Entei (lv5)
Suicune (lv10) Fave pokemon ever.
Glaceon (lv5)
Keldeo (lv5)
Need to get one more canine pokemon to replace Keldeo with. But it'll be the party I'll stick with.
Anyway happy new year guys. Been a busy year and eventful. Hopefully it'll be a good one for you and myself. So much to do So much to hope for. Still open for story comissions poke the link for a few details on that. Got a good few things planned for this year. And possibly some surprises.

Happy new year to you all. Keep on wagging. ^^
Life update and broken things.
Posted 15 years agoHehe New month. Month of cheer.
I am currently working night shifts. Data entry. It's not bad pay and temporary. The money if I work hard enough and get enough overtime should pay to get my love in my arms, by mid January end of Febuary.
My roomate has managed to break my two lowest ribs on my left side much to my pain. It's... barely ignorable and hurts if I sneeze or cough. I'll be fine. Typing up a fair few stories for people to post close to Christmas. You guys know who you are. ^^
I have put out a few intersting requests and made new friends. The temperature is blooming coooold and skies clear. Might bother taking pretty pics hehe.
There are one or two people I am rather worried about and missing. They know who hey know who they are. I made mistakes and will fix that as best I can.
I am currently working night shifts. Data entry. It's not bad pay and temporary. The money if I work hard enough and get enough overtime should pay to get my love in my arms, by mid January end of Febuary.
My roomate has managed to break my two lowest ribs on my left side much to my pain. It's... barely ignorable and hurts if I sneeze or cough. I'll be fine. Typing up a fair few stories for people to post close to Christmas. You guys know who you are. ^^
I have put out a few intersting requests and made new friends. The temperature is blooming coooold and skies clear. Might bother taking pretty pics hehe.
There are one or two people I am rather worried about and missing. They know who hey know who they are. I made mistakes and will fix that as best I can.
Odd weird dream...
Posted 15 years agoLast week I had a very very very odd dream. Involving a friend, tatoos, dragon creatures, control and a vast library.
Okay it started in this strange place. Was like a huge library but also like a market or mall. Between each vast subject department there was a small store. I was with a friend.
spiritraptor. Anyway as we were going through this vast and odd place he pointed at my camera. "Fey the lens its degraded to hell." I looked down at it and he was right. When I say degraded the glass itself looked more like a 200 year old spyglass. But the casing around it was pristine. He said that he'll go find a new one. And ran off. Some time later he returned, almost walking into me as I went round a corner. But instead of a new camera lens in his paws it was a red and white wriggling featureless snake shaped thing. "It's not a new lens but it will serve you better." With that he forced it in my arms telling me to hold it tight. I pinned it to the wall with all my might. The thing showing a surprising amount of strength. As I held it still Spirit pulled out a set of pens that glowed a little. He began drawing something on my left arm. Each stroke of the pen hurt as if it was a tattoo needle. It was from what I could tell at a quick glance or two a Eastern dragon with a little snake in it. Coloured red, white and black. As he drew, the thing in my arms changed. Growing features matching the tattoo. Halfway through the change the thing thrusted me what looked like a police walkie talkie and with a deep masculine voice told me to press the button and say "Miser is online." I looked from him to Spirit wide eyed. Spirit hissed. "Do as he says Fey it'll be the only time he'll ask YOU for something." I nodded a little and said the words with the button down. There was nothing but static back but I had a feeling something had acknoledged it. With that Miser told me that he was at my command... all I need to do is run a finger along the tattoo and he'll appear to do my bidding. And then he dove into my arm. Into the tattoo and vanished...
Anyway I an trying to work out what this all means as it's another annoyingly detailed and memorable. I get these sorts of dreams now and then the rest dissapate an hour after waking.
I stuck this up on one or two forums out of curiousity but now its FA's turn ^^
So your thoughts? Anyone? Or am I just a crazy fox? :3
~Open for story commissions click here for details.~
Okay it started in this strange place. Was like a huge library but also like a market or mall. Between each vast subject department there was a small store. I was with a friend.

Anyway I an trying to work out what this all means as it's another annoyingly detailed and memorable. I get these sorts of dreams now and then the rest dissapate an hour after waking.
I stuck this up on one or two forums out of curiousity but now its FA's turn ^^
So your thoughts? Anyone? Or am I just a crazy fox? :3
~Open for story commissions click here for details.~
A Krave issue
Posted 15 years agoThis is a tale about a cereal that causes too much trouble.
A few weeks ago I bought it. Krave. The new box on the shelf. I was used to it before in cheaper and larger quantity. But I was curious about it. Got two boxes.
I was lonely one night so I asked a friend to come over. A recently turned fur. Colin is a husky. Slightly dommy husky but a husky. We spar regularly with sticks, swords, staves and such. General good friend. We sat down on my bed talking and gaming. Slaughtered him on COD4. Fox with a sniper is dangerous.... Never miss a good head. :P After a good few hours he sighed and leaned back before bolting right back up. He noticed the box of Krave. I had already gone through one in a day. He glanced at me with a more than evil smirk and charged at it. I howled in anger as he grabbed the box. Gripping him by the back of the neck only to be thrown off. Eventually I managed to get him down on the bed and wrestled for the box of beloved cereal. I dont know why we were doing this but neither cared. We both just wanted the Krave. After much groaning, growling, snarling and wrestling the box suddenly broke apart. The bag tearing with it. There was a small shower of Krave. Both of us whining a little at the sight. We hurridly picked up the pieces that fell on the floor nomming them. Colin picked up the clingfilm from beside the fridge and began wrapping up the bag after fixing the box with masking tape. The box of cereal had become a ball.
"At least now we cant smell it eh?"
"So no more fighting over it?"
"Yup."
A few weeks later my pet came back and bought some himself. It too vanished within days.
So let this be a warning Krave is addictive and dangerous. Once you've had some the scent will draw you in with one sniff into a cereal munching rage.
~Open for story commissions click here for details.~
A few weeks ago I bought it. Krave. The new box on the shelf. I was used to it before in cheaper and larger quantity. But I was curious about it. Got two boxes.
I was lonely one night so I asked a friend to come over. A recently turned fur. Colin is a husky. Slightly dommy husky but a husky. We spar regularly with sticks, swords, staves and such. General good friend. We sat down on my bed talking and gaming. Slaughtered him on COD4. Fox with a sniper is dangerous.... Never miss a good head. :P After a good few hours he sighed and leaned back before bolting right back up. He noticed the box of Krave. I had already gone through one in a day. He glanced at me with a more than evil smirk and charged at it. I howled in anger as he grabbed the box. Gripping him by the back of the neck only to be thrown off. Eventually I managed to get him down on the bed and wrestled for the box of beloved cereal. I dont know why we were doing this but neither cared. We both just wanted the Krave. After much groaning, growling, snarling and wrestling the box suddenly broke apart. The bag tearing with it. There was a small shower of Krave. Both of us whining a little at the sight. We hurridly picked up the pieces that fell on the floor nomming them. Colin picked up the clingfilm from beside the fridge and began wrapping up the bag after fixing the box with masking tape. The box of cereal had become a ball.
"At least now we cant smell it eh?"
"So no more fighting over it?"
"Yup."
A few weeks later my pet came back and bought some himself. It too vanished within days.
So let this be a warning Krave is addictive and dangerous. Once you've had some the scent will draw you in with one sniff into a cereal munching rage.
~Open for story commissions click here for details.~
Time to get the show on the road
Posted 15 years agoI am now open for story commissions. It took some time to pluck up the courage for once. All money from this will be going to getting my mate to me. *Chuckles and blushes.* should have done this earlier but had to get a few other things sorted first.
As for what I am willing to write. I will do most things other ones involving babyfurs in sexual scenes. Cub I am fine with. Yiff or non-yiff.
Will be gauging the price on the word total desired.
Prices are as such so listen up.
$15 – 20 for 1,500 – 2,000 (Example Moorland murrs)
$25 for 3,000
$30 for 3,500
Note me for details and such. And spread the word!!
Feyfey
As for what I am willing to write. I will do most things other ones involving babyfurs in sexual scenes. Cub I am fine with. Yiff or non-yiff.
Will be gauging the price on the word total desired.
Prices are as such so listen up.
$15 – 20 for 1,500 – 2,000 (Example Moorland murrs)
$25 for 3,000
$30 for 3,500
Note me for details and such. And spread the word!!
Feyfey
Commissions. From the Fey
Posted 15 years agoWell it's been a looong time since I last thought about it but here is the decision.
After I finish the couple of stories owed to people I'll be free to take on commissions. I'll be offering 5 slots. £10 per story. These can be any genre other than scat. Plot, yiff and such. Once I am ready I'll open the slots. This is just a shout out for later.
wolfox09 Is offering free yiffy gay pics if you spread the word so get moving! :3
kenanp Is also offering free art provided you pimp him up. For more info check this journal http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1707744/
After I finish the couple of stories owed to people I'll be free to take on commissions. I'll be offering 5 slots. £10 per story. These can be any genre other than scat. Plot, yiff and such. Once I am ready I'll open the slots. This is just a shout out for later.


Moving home!!! and updates.
Posted 15 years agoWell it’s been a while since I’ve updated this and a lot has happened. A lot of chaos. First off I am moving out tomorrow!!! At last some freedom. I should have gotten round to this last year but I hesitated. I didn’t want to be away from certain people for too long or something. The new place is a room in a shared house. A minute walk from the train station (if that.) and five mins from the city center. It’s not bad and will do for now heh. So right now I am at home sorting out boxes of things I want to take with me beforeheadinginto the office for my long walks and sales pitching. I have had some luck with jobs. I work for a marketing company doing door to door work for Sky. This though is commission based and a stupid amount of hours. I had an interview yesterday at a nursing home for caring work (Something I am more suited to.) and a few more next week with another one and a call center. I just need to get a normal job. I was never one for variables. Something to do with my habit of planning everything. *Shrugs.* A very very very very close friend of mine is also moving down to stay with me. The friend I spoke about in a journal a few months back has found work too and is starting today. Good luck to him.
Anyway I may be a lil scarce for a bit moving boxes and there being no net yet in the building. I still have a good few ideas for future commissions and will finish the short stories I owe a few people. ^^ Speaking of which
kakaridd is up for commissions atm.
Current music playlist for August is: Younger brother, Shpongle, Iris and VNV Nation.
“Two steps backwards, three steps forwards. Go around. Go around.” ~Younger brother’s Elephant machine~
Anyway I may be a lil scarce for a bit moving boxes and there being no net yet in the building. I still have a good few ideas for future commissions and will finish the short stories I owe a few people. ^^ Speaking of which

Current music playlist for August is: Younger brother, Shpongle, Iris and VNV Nation.
“Two steps backwards, three steps forwards. Go around. Go around.” ~Younger brother’s Elephant machine~
A thank you to a few artists. Look em up.
Posted 15 years agoWell it's time to do a little shout out and thanks to various artists. :3 I've had some loovely gifts and would like to promote the creators. ^^
Cavalier spaniel drawn by
gdane
This was more than a little important to me. As a long way back I used to own one. Had him since he was a puppy. Eventually died in my arms. I haven't seen many if any King Charles cavalier furs out there. Gdane happily obliged with the request and truly made my day a whole lot merrier. He mostly does feral art and is rather good. You guys should take a look. :3
Darth Fey from
Dan_Scarlet He did a very very good job on drawing the character I'll be playing later in the year for my friends film project. He does some very very nice 3d rendered work and sketch work. Is a must watch. ^^
Broken bonds by
runa216 This is a rare thing. Story about me being subby. Came out rather well. I've been orbiting the Bad dragon forum for a while and couldn't resist taking Runa up on the offer of a free short story. About Fey and a few of the mascots. I was pleased with the pick of Fusion. My fave toy along with how my fursona was forced to be bottom. Hope you guys will enjoy the read give the author some love.
Tentacles ahoy! from
l-block Was a most random gift but instantly loved. Always loved tentacles, probably the fox in me. l-block does some fun tentacle and egg work. Pokemon too. ^^
Foxxeh butt by
KakariDD Was a cute lil freebie Give her some love and support too. :3
I'd appreciate your input by
Condom-chewer She liked my fursona and draw that which was pawsome. I loved the style and feel and hope to see more of her work. ^^ Do take a look and keep an eye on her. ^^
Anyway that was a lil shoutouts and appreciation. ^^ I have finally gotten a job and found a place to move into. The job though is... harsh. So I am looking into other jobs. Door to door sales is tough and really not my thing. Fox or not I am too used to a responsive willing crowd.
Also
lovelessxlawliet is offering free animated icon go to the The journal ^^
peas-and-rice is also offering icons check http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1571162/ for details..
Cavalier spaniel drawn by

This was more than a little important to me. As a long way back I used to own one. Had him since he was a puppy. Eventually died in my arms. I haven't seen many if any King Charles cavalier furs out there. Gdane happily obliged with the request and truly made my day a whole lot merrier. He mostly does feral art and is rather good. You guys should take a look. :3
Darth Fey from

Broken bonds by

Tentacles ahoy! from

Foxxeh butt by

I'd appreciate your input by

Anyway that was a lil shoutouts and appreciation. ^^ I have finally gotten a job and found a place to move into. The job though is... harsh. So I am looking into other jobs. Door to door sales is tough and really not my thing. Fox or not I am too used to a responsive willing crowd.
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Old rivals. And three arty offers.
Posted 15 years agoA long time ago back in Secondary school I had a few rivals. And by that I mean very very very competitive rivals. One was a musician the other a swimmer. At the time I was in one of two swimming clubs in the city. Along with the Senior orchestra and Wind band along with Four part choir in school. I played the flute and piccolo mostly though knew how to play keyboard, violin and a lil guitar. For the choir I was placed in the Tenor area after my voice changed.*Grumbles slightly at that as his higher voice back then was amazing…*
Now in school my rival was called Chris. I won’t bother with the last name. He was a violinist and bloody good at it. We always had arguments. Always strived to play better than the other. Whenever a solo part was offered that could be played by flute or violin we’d shout at each other picking one another apart at the weak points before going into a musical dual the kind seen with guitars. After a while the head of music would shout and flip a coin. This went on throughout my time in school. He hated the fact I was in the wind band and choir eventually leaving to some music college at the end of sixth-form. I guess I won.
As for swimming it was Steven. And good God was it a major rivalry. He hated me venomously. His entire family seemed to have decided to feud with mine. Me and Steve for swimming. His younger brother and mine for athletics hell even our mothers were at one another’s throats on better jobs and pay. The only ones who didn’t get involved were his father and my step-father. We were furious in the pool. Training or in competitions. It didn’t matter if we were on the same team we still had to beat one another. Better our personal records. Gain more medals and trophies. At the beginning of every race we would glare into each other’s eyes before concentrating on the task at paw. Within seconds the water would be froth as we blasted ourselves from the blocks. It wasn’t beating the other teams it was beating each other that mattered. This personal war went on for years. He left my club joining the second main swim team to become a direct rival. To this day as far as I know the rivalry is still on though we both eventually left the clubs planning to return much later. A good part of me can’t wait to beat him to the finish once more…
On another note
dojukai Is planning on a huge furry college pic. Join in. See how your fursona looks in a school/college environment. :3 And advertise it too. Also a big thank you to
condom-chewer for the very very murry pic and icon. I love them both hehe. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/4121579 :P
Also
kurokitten87 Is going to be doing some fursona sculptures details in the journal.
eziel Is holding an arty competition info on the journal here So be sure to take a gander. ^^
Now in school my rival was called Chris. I won’t bother with the last name. He was a violinist and bloody good at it. We always had arguments. Always strived to play better than the other. Whenever a solo part was offered that could be played by flute or violin we’d shout at each other picking one another apart at the weak points before going into a musical dual the kind seen with guitars. After a while the head of music would shout and flip a coin. This went on throughout my time in school. He hated the fact I was in the wind band and choir eventually leaving to some music college at the end of sixth-form. I guess I won.
As for swimming it was Steven. And good God was it a major rivalry. He hated me venomously. His entire family seemed to have decided to feud with mine. Me and Steve for swimming. His younger brother and mine for athletics hell even our mothers were at one another’s throats on better jobs and pay. The only ones who didn’t get involved were his father and my step-father. We were furious in the pool. Training or in competitions. It didn’t matter if we were on the same team we still had to beat one another. Better our personal records. Gain more medals and trophies. At the beginning of every race we would glare into each other’s eyes before concentrating on the task at paw. Within seconds the water would be froth as we blasted ourselves from the blocks. It wasn’t beating the other teams it was beating each other that mattered. This personal war went on for years. He left my club joining the second main swim team to become a direct rival. To this day as far as I know the rivalry is still on though we both eventually left the clubs planning to return much later. A good part of me can’t wait to beat him to the finish once more…
On another note


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Long eventful night. Enjoy the read.
Posted 15 years agoWell lastnight was... interesting.
I stayed the night at my friends. At first he passed out early in the evening allowing me to use his comp to talk to a few people I had missed speaking to. After a good few hours things were winding down. Both My mate had gone to sleep and the friends I was talking to had to go. Just before that the phone rang. Right beside me. Making me jump and yelp in surprise. It was a friend of both of us. Saying about that an old piece of furniture was dumped outside his old flat. Now this got my friend stirring. That sofa-chair had memories. It was his. But the moving out due to family stuff had caused him to have to leave it behind. So we agreed to take it. We waited for the friend to appear at the door, he'd brought his brother too. Then we had a few drinks. I didn't get drunk mind but it made me ignore that faint chill in the air. So we marched out in the early hours of the morning. Three straight guys in black and me in my purple glory. Across the city we walked before coming up to the corner of the street. We could see that sofa chair. It was 4am by then. Light just coming into the sky. All silent apart from our giggles. We spent a moment finishing the beers we'd brought and planned for a minute. Walk past, grab the sofa-chair and run round into the alleyway. Simple plan, the best plan, a workable plan. So we hurried past. Grabbed and lifted the surprisingly heavy chair and bolted round the corner. We was sure they would have called the police or something so we took every back-route we knew. We bumped into only two people that morning while carrying our prize home cheering and giggling in triumph. One a taxi driver who just ignored us and a biker who asked if we were moving house, getting furniture for a student flat or just plain having fun. We smirked and said retrieving loose ends and decorating a flat. Took a while to get it through the door but we did it. Job done. Not a bad night and a good bit of fun. And to be honest. I did miss that old sofa-chair. Here's a photo of what we rescued. http://i133.photobucket.com/albums/.....Photo-0102.jpg Hehe.
On another note
dojukai Is planning on a huge furry college pic. Join in. See how your fursona looks in a school/college environment. :3 And advertise it too. :P
I stayed the night at my friends. At first he passed out early in the evening allowing me to use his comp to talk to a few people I had missed speaking to. After a good few hours things were winding down. Both My mate had gone to sleep and the friends I was talking to had to go. Just before that the phone rang. Right beside me. Making me jump and yelp in surprise. It was a friend of both of us. Saying about that an old piece of furniture was dumped outside his old flat. Now this got my friend stirring. That sofa-chair had memories. It was his. But the moving out due to family stuff had caused him to have to leave it behind. So we agreed to take it. We waited for the friend to appear at the door, he'd brought his brother too. Then we had a few drinks. I didn't get drunk mind but it made me ignore that faint chill in the air. So we marched out in the early hours of the morning. Three straight guys in black and me in my purple glory. Across the city we walked before coming up to the corner of the street. We could see that sofa chair. It was 4am by then. Light just coming into the sky. All silent apart from our giggles. We spent a moment finishing the beers we'd brought and planned for a minute. Walk past, grab the sofa-chair and run round into the alleyway. Simple plan, the best plan, a workable plan. So we hurried past. Grabbed and lifted the surprisingly heavy chair and bolted round the corner. We was sure they would have called the police or something so we took every back-route we knew. We bumped into only two people that morning while carrying our prize home cheering and giggling in triumph. One a taxi driver who just ignored us and a biker who asked if we were moving house, getting furniture for a student flat or just plain having fun. We smirked and said retrieving loose ends and decorating a flat. Took a while to get it through the door but we did it. Job done. Not a bad night and a good bit of fun. And to be honest. I did miss that old sofa-chair. Here's a photo of what we rescued. http://i133.photobucket.com/albums/.....Photo-0102.jpg Hehe.
On another note

A pawesome tradional art commission bundle.
Posted 15 years agoHehe. After spotting the offer in his journal I couldn't resist helping advertise it. My good skunk friend
bakasukonku Is offering a huge art bundle all smexy traditional work mostly tame stuff but some yiff. :3 So if you have the money I'd suggest using him he's in need of it atm. It's a very good deal and well worth the money.
Here is the journal with the details in.
Also a freebie can be found in
kakaridd's journal Freebies and such.

Here is the journal with the details in.
Also a freebie can be found in

Updates, special art offers and a messed up dream
Posted 15 years agoHehe well I needed a new journal.
Okay first up of course is what I've been up to. Generally painting the home of a good friend of mine and keeping an eye on the baby fox in his garden. Since the death of my friends father we've revamped the house. New paint, wallpaper, dusted and vacuumed every square inch. :3 I had to remove the spiders as my friend is.... VERY afraid of spiders. I showed him a tiny tiny little spider and he screamed before running to the other side of the building. The dwarf apple tree in the middle of the garden has fallen down. Fortunately the fox took up residence on the other side of the garden by the pond(Cuuute lil devil will have to get pics at some point.). Anyway now and then I pop in help out with stuff, keep his mind on other things and such.
Well there are four shout-outs to be made art wise. The first is for
stitchthelion One of my closest brothers who needs help raising some funds to see his mate and for a child diabetes foundation. So donations or art commissions to him would be great. :3
Second we have a good friend of mine
SamagthraV2 Who doesn't usually draw but has come out of the darkness to offer commissions at rather good prices. For info on his commissions check here
Next is the free art raffle from
nsfw Post your ref sheet and a sentence of how you got there. :3 Don't forget to advertise the raffle too.
There is another free art raffle from
hickielover Post your ref, a small sentence and maybe even advertise too. :3
Now onto the dream For the past few nights I've had a few odd dreams. Most of which I don't ever want to see again. One seemed to take more attention to detail so I'll put it here.
I was with my mate. I'd gotten him over to me. We were walking through a park. (I wont bother putting here what park it was.) After a while the sky grew grey and the wind blew and chavs started running towards us. Soon after we were attacked and I... saved Mikel from a knife but got stabbed for the effort. I woke up as I regained consciousness with Mikel at my side in hospital.
Okay first up of course is what I've been up to. Generally painting the home of a good friend of mine and keeping an eye on the baby fox in his garden. Since the death of my friends father we've revamped the house. New paint, wallpaper, dusted and vacuumed every square inch. :3 I had to remove the spiders as my friend is.... VERY afraid of spiders. I showed him a tiny tiny little spider and he screamed before running to the other side of the building. The dwarf apple tree in the middle of the garden has fallen down. Fortunately the fox took up residence on the other side of the garden by the pond(Cuuute lil devil will have to get pics at some point.). Anyway now and then I pop in help out with stuff, keep his mind on other things and such.
Well there are four shout-outs to be made art wise. The first is for

Second we have a good friend of mine

Next is the free art raffle from

There is another free art raffle from

Now onto the dream For the past few nights I've had a few odd dreams. Most of which I don't ever want to see again. One seemed to take more attention to detail so I'll put it here.
I was with my mate. I'd gotten him over to me. We were walking through a park. (I wont bother putting here what park it was.) After a while the sky grew grey and the wind blew and chavs started running towards us. Soon after we were attacked and I... saved Mikel from a knife but got stabbed for the effort. I woke up as I regained consciousness with Mikel at my side in hospital.
The fox has returned to the pool.
Posted 15 years agoHehe yesh yesh. It's been a while but i finally returned to the swimming pool. Though you wont be getting any pics of me in tight shorts half naked just yet. :P I'll have my fursona's swimming outfit soon too which will be fun. I have missed swimming soo much and am glad to return to it. Currently my swimming work out is as follows:
100m freestyle normal,
100m breaststroke normal,
50m freestyle sprint,
50m breaststroke sprint,
100m freestyle normal,
100m backstroke normal,
100m breaststroke sprint,
50m breaststroke normal,
This is then repeated until the two hour session is finished. I also found the weighted wrist and anklets. 4kilos on each wrist and 2 on each ankle.
On another note I tidied my room and reordered everything. It is far neater and easier to find things. (Is a lil untidy with physical things.) http://s133.photobucket.com/albums/.....e/Feys%20room/ a few pics. :3 And before people moan the image on the monitor is Glowstix From
SabretoothederMine I am glad of the clean up. Was really really needed.
Anyways. I am also knuckling down on the workouts and such and helping my friend get his flat all ready for in case he has to sell it. :3 Yay for long talks, lots of dust and paint. ^^
100m freestyle normal,
100m breaststroke normal,
50m freestyle sprint,
50m breaststroke sprint,
100m freestyle normal,
100m backstroke normal,
100m breaststroke sprint,
50m breaststroke normal,
This is then repeated until the two hour session is finished. I also found the weighted wrist and anklets. 4kilos on each wrist and 2 on each ankle.
On another note I tidied my room and reordered everything. It is far neater and easier to find things. (Is a lil untidy with physical things.) http://s133.photobucket.com/albums/.....e/Feys%20room/ a few pics. :3 And before people moan the image on the monitor is Glowstix From

Anyways. I am also knuckling down on the workouts and such and helping my friend get his flat all ready for in case he has to sell it. :3 Yay for long talks, lots of dust and paint. ^^
Old memories and new music.
Posted 15 years agoI was helping a friend paint the inside of his flat yesterday. I was just checking on him. He'd been painting for over 48 hours almost non-stop. I decided he needed a helping paw. While we were painting we spoke about the old days in primary school. Back when we were between 7-12 or was it 14... Was in primary school.
Anyway we had a good long talk. Back when I first met him he was my bully. *Chuckles.* We were both shy little kids. And chose different ways to cope with it. He joined a little group of others and emulated their actions. He admitted he was a right bastard back then... I nodded and chuckled. That he was. Oh God that he was... As for me. I coped with it by being different. It was rather obvious too. While everyone else ran around like headless chickens or played football or congregated in vast gossip swarms. I would lay across a bench and sunbathe. Sit quietly on the grass under the single tree in the school playground. Of course this being different caused some problems. Namely the group that Dan had joined decided that I needed... fixing. And as so was bullied. Back then I hadn't taken my little vow of not crying or showing weakness so I reacted as all little kits would with bullying. I cried and cried and ran. Only to return later to my spot. After a while a new girl appeared in my class. Cat. Heh. I at first ignored her. To new. I carried on being me. Then one sunny day I shouted to her. "Hey new girl come here for a sec." She trundled over to me. I asked to borrow her glasses to... burn down an ant hill. For the record.... No matter how young a fox is never innocent... :3 After that we became good friends. The first of many odd or quirky people to join my gang of oddity. Oddly I fell in-love with Cat. Though now that I look back on it.. it was worthless puppy love. I asked her out 13 times and each time was rejected. Eventually I was fixed on the idea of her being my bestest best friend. Shortly after that Dan left his group of "friends" and joined mine. After a year he soon was my best friend too. I.. changed him. Made him a better person and set his creativity and uniqueness free. I changed him by just being there.
Anyway that was just the things we were talking about while painting the kitchen. Now onto music. I have recently stumbled upon Wolfsheim and KMFDM. Mostly Wolfsheim. For more music artists or a list of my usual fave tracks prod My last fm page.
Anyway we had a good long talk. Back when I first met him he was my bully. *Chuckles.* We were both shy little kids. And chose different ways to cope with it. He joined a little group of others and emulated their actions. He admitted he was a right bastard back then... I nodded and chuckled. That he was. Oh God that he was... As for me. I coped with it by being different. It was rather obvious too. While everyone else ran around like headless chickens or played football or congregated in vast gossip swarms. I would lay across a bench and sunbathe. Sit quietly on the grass under the single tree in the school playground. Of course this being different caused some problems. Namely the group that Dan had joined decided that I needed... fixing. And as so was bullied. Back then I hadn't taken my little vow of not crying or showing weakness so I reacted as all little kits would with bullying. I cried and cried and ran. Only to return later to my spot. After a while a new girl appeared in my class. Cat. Heh. I at first ignored her. To new. I carried on being me. Then one sunny day I shouted to her. "Hey new girl come here for a sec." She trundled over to me. I asked to borrow her glasses to... burn down an ant hill. For the record.... No matter how young a fox is never innocent... :3 After that we became good friends. The first of many odd or quirky people to join my gang of oddity. Oddly I fell in-love with Cat. Though now that I look back on it.. it was worthless puppy love. I asked her out 13 times and each time was rejected. Eventually I was fixed on the idea of her being my bestest best friend. Shortly after that Dan left his group of "friends" and joined mine. After a year he soon was my best friend too. I.. changed him. Made him a better person and set his creativity and uniqueness free. I changed him by just being there.
Anyway that was just the things we were talking about while painting the kitchen. Now onto music. I have recently stumbled upon Wolfsheim and KMFDM. Mostly Wolfsheim. For more music artists or a list of my usual fave tracks prod My last fm page.
Semi-new task and advice needed.
Posted 15 years agoWell last weekend I oddly decided to weigh myself. It's been like 4 or 5 years since I last bothered and was curious. Anyway... Turns out I was 11.9 stone(75.5684888 kilos, 166.6 pounds). Which surprised me as I thought I was a great deal more...
I still intend to remove that slight belly and make my arms match my legs. Hehe I want to get rid of at least 2 stone and the belly. So.... Any advice on a proper work out? :3
On another note a friend has decided that I need a chew toy... She caught me gnawing on my phone again and again. It's sorta become a habit. She bought me the phone a while back so it irked her that I was nomming it so furiously.
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I still intend to remove that slight belly and make my arms match my legs. Hehe I want to get rid of at least 2 stone and the belly. So.... Any advice on a proper work out? :3
On another note a friend has decided that I need a chew toy... She caught me gnawing on my phone again and again. It's sorta become a habit. She bought me the phone a while back so it irked her that I was nomming it so furiously.
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Murring murriness and free animated icon with a catch.
Posted 15 years agoHehe well I keep having odd yiffy dreams of yiffing my old fursona Fey'yore Was very very odd and murry... The other dreams were of my mate... And joining the mile high club which he seemed both shy of the idea and interested. ^^
Now
ashmey is offering free animated icons. ^^ The catch is that you have to advertise the offer too. It's to cure her boredom so people lets get em busy and famous!! Details in the journal ->Here<-
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Dreaming about dreams.
Posted 15 years agoWell lastnight I had an odd dream... Well more odd than usual. ^^
Was much like I was the nucleolus of an atom and the spinning orbiting electrons were dreams. I could reach out and touch one and suddenly be in another dream. Some were bad. Some were good. Some were very yiffy. Others were... strange... foreign... didn't feel like mine. But in the end I came out of the dream back to the center spot to choose another... Still for all it's oddness it was a new and interesting experience. To pick and mix my dreams. I eventually settled on one of just snuggling with Mikel on a white beach.
I'm feeling a little better now. New month. New feelings to override the old ones.
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Was much like I was the nucleolus of an atom and the spinning orbiting electrons were dreams. I could reach out and touch one and suddenly be in another dream. Some were bad. Some were good. Some were very yiffy. Others were... strange... foreign... didn't feel like mine. But in the end I came out of the dream back to the center spot to choose another... Still for all it's oddness it was a new and interesting experience. To pick and mix my dreams. I eventually settled on one of just snuggling with Mikel on a white beach.
I'm feeling a little better now. New month. New feelings to override the old ones.
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Goodbyes to two old friends.
Posted 15 years agoI won’t lie to you guys. I have been feeling down. But the couple pieces of good news I’ve got and the love in my heart has held me up. Last week I found out why I couldn’t get in contact with an old school friend of mine. He had died a year ago but no one had told me. Still… the rest of us will have the sixth-form reunion next month, it will just be missing someone we all knew. We have all been separate for the past four to five years, and as per the pact we’d made this year we were all to find each other and have the reunion. I'll miss Bickle... He was an odd one. Sold me various BB guns and swords. Was a fun gamer and learned to fly helicopters with the RAF. We don’t know how he died but it was at home. He never liked war, was why he had moved to the coastguard and such. I had seen him a few years back in the middle of town. We caught up on a few things though was too busy to talk much. He was okay. Looked fine if a little tired. But now he’s… gone…
Goodbye my friend. I’ll miss you. Even though I haven’t been able to catch up on much for a very long time.
As for the other… he was more an uncle to me. He was the father of one of my best and oldest friends. Housebound due to disability, but very knowledgeable. In music, philosophy, a little history and politics. Though he could talk your ear off if you let him he was one of the best guys I knew. My visits to my friend was both to see him and his dad. He taught me guitar, drums, music theory (in a more pleasant and user friendly way.) and in return I taught him film arts programs and flash. His family are all musicians, nephews in a band. He had a small recording studio in the house and with my help made their music videos. I was told of his death on Thursday and immediately went to my friend, eventually staying the night there. I refuse to let my friend go it alone. Not this. It felt… odd walking into the front room. Glancing at the large wheelchair his father sat in. That almost familiar feeling of something missing, out of place. He died in his sleep at the age of 53.
Wherever you are Mike I know it’s better than here. You always did say that as soon as you go out. You’d never come back to this life of boredom and waste. Goodbye.
~
In other news I am getting to the fun job of fixing my laptop. Just a few pieces to screw back into place and many many things to install.
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Goodbye my friend. I’ll miss you. Even though I haven’t been able to catch up on much for a very long time.
As for the other… he was more an uncle to me. He was the father of one of my best and oldest friends. Housebound due to disability, but very knowledgeable. In music, philosophy, a little history and politics. Though he could talk your ear off if you let him he was one of the best guys I knew. My visits to my friend was both to see him and his dad. He taught me guitar, drums, music theory (in a more pleasant and user friendly way.) and in return I taught him film arts programs and flash. His family are all musicians, nephews in a band. He had a small recording studio in the house and with my help made their music videos. I was told of his death on Thursday and immediately went to my friend, eventually staying the night there. I refuse to let my friend go it alone. Not this. It felt… odd walking into the front room. Glancing at the large wheelchair his father sat in. That almost familiar feeling of something missing, out of place. He died in his sleep at the age of 53.
Wherever you are Mike I know it’s better than here. You always did say that as soon as you go out. You’d never come back to this life of boredom and waste. Goodbye.
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In other news I am getting to the fun job of fixing my laptop. Just a few pieces to screw back into place and many many things to install.
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Fey's cyber shopping list for much much later on.
Posted 15 years agoWell after much net window shopping I came across a few sites I loved. Picked a few items I would love to buy eventually. So if you are looking for good cybergoth clothes and accessories try the sites too. ^^
http://www.futurstate.com/article.cfm
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/index.php
http://shop.cyberdog.net/index.html
Trousers. :3
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/metatron-.....nts-p-993.html
Belt
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/spike-cyb.....lt-p-1150.html
Cuffs
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/tube-cuff-p-92.html
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/ribbed-ru.....elet-p-85.html
Collar
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/symbol-ru.....ar-p-1605.html
Mask
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/terror-dr.....sk-p-1602.html
Jacket
http://www.futurstate.com/item.cfm?.....p;scroller=525
And a very nice bag. :3
http://shop.cyberdog.net/product/52.....MASTER_BLASTER
Bit of an expensive shopping list but its been a long while since i last wore that sort of thing and the old gear didn't last long as these would. :3 Not as good quality. :3
On another note my friend
kakaridd is planning ona vacation and could do with a few lil commisions. Here's the journal to post on. http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/1359409/
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http://www.futurstate.com/article.cfm
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/index.php
http://shop.cyberdog.net/index.html
Trousers. :3
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/metatron-.....nts-p-993.html
Belt
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/spike-cyb.....lt-p-1150.html
Cuffs
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/tube-cuff-p-92.html
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/ribbed-ru.....elet-p-85.html
Collar
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/symbol-ru.....ar-p-1605.html
Mask
http://cryoflesh.com/shop/terror-dr.....sk-p-1602.html
Jacket
http://www.futurstate.com/item.cfm?.....p;scroller=525
And a very nice bag. :3
http://shop.cyberdog.net/product/52.....MASTER_BLASTER
Bit of an expensive shopping list but its been a long while since i last wore that sort of thing and the old gear didn't last long as these would. :3 Not as good quality. :3
On another note my friend

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Odd times.
Posted 15 years agoWell been a while since I updated. ^^ I am all well and good atm. Forcing myself not to worry so much about people. I had a good week off and Easter. Though on Easter Sunday My laptop decided to call it quits with me. After four years of servitude to me(Not a bad run for the punishment I gave it over the years.) The summer is here and I got a furcut. ^^ Oh yesh two full feet of hair was cut away to make room for a new Fey. :3 I still miss it a little but I do feel more fresh. With the loss of my laptop I have got the urge to workout more and concentrate a great deal more fully on looking for work. I've been told I look younger now because of the hair but... I dunno. :3
Been one year now with Mikel. My god I still remember how it all started and how much more I have to do.
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Been one year now with Mikel. My god I still remember how it all started and how much more I have to do.
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Health update and a little something else.
Posted 15 years agoThe fever broke yesterday. Much to my relief. :3 The chest pains are still there though. Getting a scan done later today. Thanks to my twin FA bro Sothe I have a new music artist to listen to which has perked me up. Paniq my fave track from them is.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9wG.....os=nuvRQwcCoz0 Hope you like. ^^
By the 17th it will be a whole year I have been together with my mate... How does time pass so fast and yet so slow I will never know. :3 I can't wait to have him in my arms. To cuddle forever. Been one hell of a year.
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By the 17th it will be a whole year I have been together with my mate... How does time pass so fast and yet so slow I will never know. :3 I can't wait to have him in my arms. To cuddle forever. Been one hell of a year.
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Kinda sick...
Posted 15 years agoHigh fever, headache and an odd pain in my chest which I have never felt before...
I don't do bedrest. It's not in my nature to lay down and do nothing. If I can still breath, move and function then I am able to do work. Though... this needs the rest. Probably wont be online for two days or so... Feel like my fur is gunna melt off heh. And this chest pain... It's strange. Not in time to my breath... More to my heartbeat. But even then it's as if the heart needs to beat fast to get the pain to appear. The fever keeps the heart rate up sadly. Hope to feel better soon... For once I am going to stay at home.
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I don't do bedrest. It's not in my nature to lay down and do nothing. If I can still breath, move and function then I am able to do work. Though... this needs the rest. Probably wont be online for two days or so... Feel like my fur is gunna melt off heh. And this chest pain... It's strange. Not in time to my breath... More to my heartbeat. But even then it's as if the heart needs to beat fast to get the pain to appear. The fever keeps the heart rate up sadly. Hope to feel better soon... For once I am going to stay at home.
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Fey's thoughts on the world. Minor rant.
Posted 15 years agoOkay I was walking into college which I always do. And this small rant appeared in my head. About how I feel the world is going. Your thoughts are welcome.
This world is changing. More disasters then normal pollution levels rising, mankind is destroying the world.
But it isn't just the world that is changing. It's society.
Being nice. Being helpful. Being different. These things are dying. Good deeds left crushed and brushed away in the news for stories of death, gossip, sins of others.
One cannot pick up a lost crying child for fear of being shouted and verbally abused and hated by paranoid mothers thinking you are a pedophile. Nor can you help a woman who has tripped and dropped her handbag incase she thinks you a pervert and rapist. Police officers cant grab a Chav/hoodlum/yob(whatever you call them where you are) by the scruff of the neck and give him a sound telling off, as the kid will just start shouting "abuse!". Teachers can't tell off their students or gain the discipline and respect that they should have thanks to paperwork, new rules, and pointless fears and hatred.
Simple acts of kindness are ignored with barely a hint of thanks if any at all.
What has happened to our world that comprises of society and the environment? Where was the old way of thinking? There was a time when we had no doors. We knew our neighbors. Trusted random strangers.
At home I was always punished with pain. A sound beating from my father or after he left step father. Pain works. Something I always reacted well to. Brings respect. Bring discipline. Brings fear and order. Things now lost due to new laws. Laws that treat young offenders softly while segregating the victims. School teachers and police have lost the respect that they need to function to secure order and stability.
But now we are like this. Distrustful, paranoid, ignorant of change, hating anything that is different, anything that doesn't fit. I hate this world. What it has become. This is not what I want. This way of thinking is just not correct. Every man for himself. For every rise one must fall. It's just nonsense.
I am glad to be me. An oddity. An individual. A furry. Breaking this mold and barricade that has been slowly placed upon our very minds and sense of being.
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This world is changing. More disasters then normal pollution levels rising, mankind is destroying the world.
But it isn't just the world that is changing. It's society.
Being nice. Being helpful. Being different. These things are dying. Good deeds left crushed and brushed away in the news for stories of death, gossip, sins of others.
One cannot pick up a lost crying child for fear of being shouted and verbally abused and hated by paranoid mothers thinking you are a pedophile. Nor can you help a woman who has tripped and dropped her handbag incase she thinks you a pervert and rapist. Police officers cant grab a Chav/hoodlum/yob(whatever you call them where you are) by the scruff of the neck and give him a sound telling off, as the kid will just start shouting "abuse!". Teachers can't tell off their students or gain the discipline and respect that they should have thanks to paperwork, new rules, and pointless fears and hatred.
Simple acts of kindness are ignored with barely a hint of thanks if any at all.
What has happened to our world that comprises of society and the environment? Where was the old way of thinking? There was a time when we had no doors. We knew our neighbors. Trusted random strangers.
At home I was always punished with pain. A sound beating from my father or after he left step father. Pain works. Something I always reacted well to. Brings respect. Bring discipline. Brings fear and order. Things now lost due to new laws. Laws that treat young offenders softly while segregating the victims. School teachers and police have lost the respect that they need to function to secure order and stability.
But now we are like this. Distrustful, paranoid, ignorant of change, hating anything that is different, anything that doesn't fit. I hate this world. What it has become. This is not what I want. This way of thinking is just not correct. Every man for himself. For every rise one must fall. It's just nonsense.
I am glad to be me. An oddity. An individual. A furry. Breaking this mold and barricade that has been slowly placed upon our very minds and sense of being.
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