Mans seemed feverish in his journal postings, but he was consistent. I enjoyed interacting with him when I did, seems unlike him to delete and skeet. Any1 got any idea why he might?

*Stretches in his cozy casket*

Three hundred sixty-five (give or take) days off the hard shit, gym and becoming a furry pornographer have become the new task for my idle hands. I feel so much better, I won't do too many windows into the IRL journals like these but I'm very much looking forward to seeing some of you in my community someday.

I'll see you all in October, Cheers!

Scale, Fire, and Iron.

As night falls, you happen upon your favorite little odd shop, its windows boarded up, sheets put up on the inside to further obscure view. A sign reading "closed for renovations" hung as a sense of humor, seemed a tad more purposeful. The revving swing of what sounds to be a chainsaw rings through, dulling in pitch as it struggles under load. Screams run toward the storefront, you backstep as multiple hands beat and claw just on the other side. Their cries of fear increasing only to be drowned out by a guttural rumbling, silenced abruptly with the whole storefront crashing. Muttered pained sobs followed, ending swiftly by a second forceful slam, knocking a board loose, perfect for your viewing pleasure. Rays of green light beam through all the cracks and sheets, you approach, peering through the little peep, it's either pure blackness or shades of smokey jade.



"What in the hell . . ." The words grumble off your tongue, light focusing into a circle, more of a portal, shadows of inhuman nature appear to be reaching up. Something moves, obscuring the light, you recognize it as the shop owner, his crimson hide glinting as he moves. Being a regular you think to call out to him, your vocal chords begin to squeeze out noise into words and his torso explodes. Chest and upper torso rising up toward the ceiling on a large spinal column, entrails spilling out freely of their own mind. You choke, now desperate to not utter a sound, every inch of your being is screaming "Run! Go, NOW!" but you can't look away. Loud hissing noises come from deep within, otherworldly cheers echo as smashed lifeless bodies drag themselves to the light pit and fall in. Two additional sets of wings grow in while his torso slowly reassembles itself, it's in this moment you realize you've been holding your breath, and gasp for air.



He jerks in your direction, eyes glowing bright with hell forge fire, your body locks, petrified in stance. Unable to move, he laughs, . . he laughs the most evil, guttural, low, growling laugh, happily savoring your terror. Slowly he leans back, letting his pose relax,



"Embrace, your inner monster." You hear him say, watching as he falls into the portal, jade fire singing every inch as it enters before swallowing him completely and closing. Stuck, pondering what you just witnessed, searching the now still empty dark shop for answers, you look left, you look right, nothing but normal late night street lights. You move to peer back in, yours meet the same empty shop view, THE SHOP FRONT CRASHES! The very same red hot glow imbedded in scorched scale and bone almost burns your face the brief moment you view it before stumbling back to the sidewalk.



His evil laugh cackles once more, you look up to see the molten lugs fade, dull heavy form of a leather bound book slaps your lap cover down. You turn it over and jump, it's face appears to be someones actual face, tanned, frozen in terror, looking just up from the book, the renovations sign is now adorned with "Be back soon." written in a fresh, dark red ink you swear moves on its own as you read it.

I'll have worked (day job) since the 18th of November and will continue to do so until the 30th of Dec, D is for just needs edits, I have one more special piece that I don't belive is on FA yet, I'll put that up to. BUT, then I need a break, my projects are weighing on me even though I'm used to it, truck is so damn close and the main thing in my way rn. THEN to prepare for the coming year, I need to learn clip studio paint and hit my classes hard next year AND I took on a request which my goal is new years.

Stay hungry folks

~Ezekiel

"Ugh, my head hurts." A bald man clenches his head in agony.

"That's because it's so full of dreams." Says a blue-haired woman with many cybernetic augments comments, the man's head pops like a cherry in your fingers.

Cookie, if you get the reference.

So what's the big dream? Why to be a rockstar of course, as cliche as that is it does line up with wanting to entertain people. To gift the feeling that good music strikes me with, to all of you. Or, at the very least, throw hang-out sessions where I play music and yall can suggest stuff to listen to while doing other things, I'm just not sure how to throw an E-concert like that, not yet anyway. Among many other idea's alongside providing entertainment and orgasms, I'll figure it.

*A small Kobold walks to my side* "Fire all content sir?"

"What day is it?" *I ask, spinning in my chair,*

"The 27th sir." *Gripping my hair at the shear mound of work left to do and post, whipping an arm forward, pointing in your general direction*

"Fire all content, everything off the rails, GO!GO!GO!" *Looking off into the distance, the horizon erupts in cherry lead smoke trail heading your direction.*

A 1 to 1 Kinktober, an A to Z sexfest that you all want and the best I can give. The implementation and start of something so much bigger. Beginning 10/1

Song "Push it to the limit" Scarface extended edition.

Cheers!

E.S.D.

Handy dandy tips for I.D.ing people who should lose a hand.

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal...../#cid:59308091

Paul conrad - Polaroids, seriously, human psychology is a fucked up intricate little thing and god do I hate fuck it up, a lot.


Making the rounds tonight, grinding all these axes is a weight I swore I'd given up long ago. Not necessarily looking for forgiveness, I only ask for that once and I fully understand why anything sent out tonight may fall on deaf ears but... If you received an email, a dm, a telegram message tonight I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry for the way I've been the past 6 years. Some of us aren't as personally aware or mindful of themselves as they'd like or thought they could be but if you got something tonight you've never left my mind, in love, lust, hurt, or in kind, you never left. I'm not the type of dude I've been the past 6 fucking years. I love my friends, I view all of them as brothers and sisters and would go to the ends of the earth for them. However, a toxic relationship can compound many, many personal issues, mine being addiction and sociopathic/psychotic tendencies, if this and these go ignored then I tried, my conscious is cleared and I fully understand why I didn't hear back but hey, here's my public exclamation of "I fucked up, I'm sorry, I'm doing better."

Cheers,

~Ezekiel.

Celebrate it right! Be safe and have fun!

Have a cigar, drink some beer, shoot some guns, blow something up, do a burnout with your pipes open and.. and... and....

SMOKE YOUR GRASS AND SHAKE YOUR ASS!!!!

(Well fucking fine if SF's AND FA's janky ass won't upload the link) Rob Zombie's Smoke your grass and shake your ass!

~Papa Zeke

Here's how streams will work!

Camera, Will be on!

I will be masked up and enjoying myself slightly off-screen when I wish.

I'll announce a disc server across SF, FA, Twitter, and within, every stream. Said disc server will be open to everyone!

There will be one channel, I will be in said channel, and so will a music bot, it will play what I'm listening to.

I WILL, Fucking mute you at my leisure, so don't get butthurt.

If you want to suggest a song, link it and I will add it to my suggestions.

ATTENDING STREAM IS THE ONLY WAY TO GET YOUR NAME UPON THE WHEEL OF FREE SHIT!

Bring something to work on from your end, if you need a partner to learn and grow with, consider my streams an open accountabilibuddy.

There are too many fake, faux positive, wannabe hug boxer's in this place. If you're into actually improving, open to criticism, and of sound mind, my community will be open to you and Papa Zeke will look over you while helping you grow. So.....

Come work with me.

~Ezekiel White

Song : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uSjaEHoi1_c

Grind, Grind, Grind! Whether it's a wrench, grinder, or stylist in my claws it's 6 am-11:30 am EVERY GODDAMN DAY. I've never felt more fulfilled and I'm fucking hungry for more. Project list as follows: 1. Full resto on my baby (1-2months left) 2. Shoving my face snout first into the art grind 3. Build the crew and the business 4. Surpass my enemies and love them for it. I'll see you all a bit more formally this October, I've had my plan time to execute.


Go with love, always.

~Ezekiel White

Song will be... Fuck it, Basshunter, DOTA!!! Get after it!

My art classes started the 5th, I celebrated 1 month of stonecold sobriety on the 5th, I'm about to celebrate my 1st sober hatchday at the age of 32. And I want to put together a hive mind of perverts, I want to find my brothers and sisters among the degenerates so that we may bring a new level of unholy perversion to this hobby. If you see me in your inbox asking to join, say yes. For your bloodline and a better future for yourself say yes. We have victories, wrath to unleash, and growth to experience.

- Ezekiel White.

Hello there!

Simple as the title suggests, there's a good artist and kind person that life's ragging right now and boy he sure could use your help.

https://www.furaffinity.net/journal/10172816/

Cheers!

Since some folks want to run their mouth when it suits them, here's a bit more articulate version of my last thought, mb roughly a week ago that went up on my Sofurry. Debating on making my 1st youtube video around it, not sure, needs more research.

Had a dream I was fighting a bunch of people off, woke up suddenly remembering who I am, so since it's 230am and my brain won't switch off, here's a much more articulated version of the thought I tried the other night mid poisoning stupor.

Back in, I believe it was the tail end of 2015, I went to commission one of my favorite artists for the hunky muscle version of Ezekiel, Darius Koopa. (The profile of which is still up) Not too long into 2016 that profile was wiped and he moved to FA under Darius Leogator, the name of which is on the ref I mentioned here : https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38369780/

The ref turned out great but I paid him for two slots, the second piece is where issues started popping up. I noticed a pattern of posts saying something along the lines of "Another toxic commissioner" Or they were refunded and a conflicting post from the party somewhere else saying otherwise. Which, I get it, it happens, people are gonna people and people suck but then it kept happening and I realized it was a pattern of tells. I was handed one excuse or another as to why it wasn't getting done and time drug on.

It's now been 6 years since then, still haven't seen a finished piece, saw an outline, was offered a refund for a quarter of the price. Again, after 6 years? That is completely unacceptable by any formal business standard and while he's certainly gotten better, there are still more than a few people back from that era whom are still owed. Knowing everything that I know now, what he did and how he was under the names, Darius koopa, Subzero, I would never have contacted the person now known as Darius Leogator or Leogator arts and Darius Leodragon. This is my warning to the viewer, don't waste your money, time, or effort. While I might be a dick on my best day and a raging drunk loon on my worst days, I've still never stolen from anyone. If I give out shoddy work it's something I've offered to do for free but even then I own it.

So yeah, go ahead and add me to the "Just another person who wants to see me fail and is jealous of my success." Or maybe I'm a pissed-off customer, maybe I was a hurt friend with a drinking problem, keyword was. May karma be kind to you. My only real recourse at this point? Satire and mockery which I happen to be decent at, gives me a great idea for a character actually.

That business aside, THE STUDIO'S SETUP!!!!!! XD All the equipment works on a good day, still having to swap some things around as they don't like to play well together but IT WORKS! Art, animating, and writing will be my focus with my goals being an AMV-focused creator, I'd love to put scenes and even loops to great songs with people's OC's. My schedule isn't as full finally as well and this depressed Lul is getting peeled off with spring and my new gym so let's get back to it.

Cheers! And be good my kobolds.

~Ezekiel

Avoid Auxchiens, and certainly avoid Darius leogator or leogator arts on twitter, Darius Koopa, They will suck you dry of ambitions and all chances at a future. Do not pay either of them for work, do not deal with them. You have been warned.

Well hello there, look into my content before deciding whether or not to contact me. To dump off a hot steaming idea you can't be associated with I suggest my email degeneratedivine@gmail. I take everything but scat, cub, and animal fucking.

For everything uploaded first I recommend my SoFurry.

ESD : https://esd.sofurry.com/

For everything, grotesque, funny, and Irl I suggest my Twatter.

MonsterCabin

I'm going to work toward something great and want to build a community of like-minded folks along the way. I am not for the weak of mind or heart but will sweep up any leaves looking to be a tree.

Cheers!