It's been a while.

I'm a mom to two kids now. My patience is tested every day lol

I want to draw. So badly. But the energy is just ... Gone.

My fursona has gone through a change.

Back to a dragon. But ... There's a second one. Related to my own duality.

Windra is the dragon.
??? is a not-deer/coyote. A play on a Wendigo. Coyote skull with deer antlers. Red eyes. Coyote body. Feral form is easily 6' at the shoulder. Angry. Hungry. Primal. *Cannibalistic*.

Guess who's back, back again?

I might be getting back into FA. Changed fursoma, will have to work on that ...

I'm back?

Yeah evidently I forgot my password along with the email that I was connected to. But I got my stuff back and I'll be floating around again. Maybe drawing some more if I'm feeling up to it. A lot has happened these last few months slash year.

I got tired of being led on, and just kind of retreated back. I was glad when somebody openly pursued me instead of it being the other way around for once.

I wound up moving back to North Carolina. I've settled in here with my fiance, and then volunteering on the local fire department. We got married last month, and things are really looking up for the first time in a long time.

We have our own little apartment now, and I'm an assistant manager at my job. He works as a CNA, but he's out of work for right now because he screwed his leg up. Hooray for workman's compensation.

There's a chance of a kid in the future? It's something we're planning on, and saving up for, but it's not definite just yet.

This is kind of a, "I wonder who the fuck actually sits down and reads my journals?" But also a, "Hey, I'm not dead, but I'm not artsing as much as I'd like to."

I kinda strayed from the furry art thing.

Knew I would.

I have been, however, writing a story ... A fanfic, something I'd like to post up here but probably won't get a lot of attention because it isn't furry-based. I do, however, think I'm doing a good job on it ... for not having written in like nine years.

It's a Fallout/Borderlands/Tales from the Borderlands crossover with violence and gore and language and sexual-content-but-nothing-over-the-top, featuring at least three pairings, an evolving plot, 11 chapters thus far.

74k+ words at the moment, whoop whoop!

If you have the time and the interest, go and check it out ... and follow/leave a review. I love getting reviews. It makes me feel all warm and fluffy.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11651750/1/Denouement

My version of Fallout's 'Nora' is strongly based off of the personality quirks of my old RP character 'Naira'.

Raffle here. Follow the rules, and suit up!
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/6911322/

Sort of!

Truly, right now it's a bit sketchy ... I've been AWOL for so long, and I don't feel it's right to say that I'm coming back without showing off some artwork in the process. But the truth is ... I've been exceptionally busy, and these past few months have been crucial and difficult.

But the good news is ...

- Muttblood and I will be staying in our current locale. Granted, we're living with his mother and brother, but the house is huge. So long as we help keep the place up, it's perfect.

- I've helped him complete his fifth audiobook this past month, and am in the process of editing his sixth, then jumping immediately into a seventh.

- I have completed my Firefighter I & II Academy, with the highest grade of the class!

- I am undergoing EMT-Basic training.

- I have applied to Siler City Fire Department, which is a paid-per-call station less than five minutes down the road from me. They should be getting back to me on the 27th of this month. The Chief is tickled as shit to bring me and another member on. I just need to pass the physical agility test, which I'm confident about considering the work I've been doing recently (helping repair a roof).

- I am thinking of purchasing a scanner as well as a fresh set of sketchbooks.

- I am also thinking of purchasing a Nintendo 3DS XL at some point or another down the road.

- Fallout 4 incoming!

- In a year and a half, I will be getting my IUD implant removed ... and Windra will be looking forward to, dun dun duuun, children. :o

I have created a free-form post-by-post forum RPG.

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We provide an expansive environment for your creations to wander about in! And interaction with other players! While we have just started, we aspire to grow extremely large. Join, and advertise!

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I haven't been on here in a long ass time ...

So news!

Things are happening.

We moved from Stockton, both  muttblood and myself. There were too many dangers ... and too many financial issues. So we went to North Carolina where his family is, and things are going really well. I'm volunteering with Staley Fire Department as a probationary firefighter for six months. Once that time period is over I'll be a fully approved member. Was fitted with my gear on Tuesday.

Got his car in working order. Mutt's been charging right into his new job as a narrator - both for Youtube and ACX.

We'll be working on getting my mother out here. It's a very slow progress, and that's for damn sure ... But I will not leave her to her lonesome in CA.

My hand was mangled for two months due to psoriasis and contact dermatitis. It's finally healing. Once my bills and everything get more organized I'll be working on getting a new sketchbook and pirating an art program or two ... Get back into my old routine ...

So my boyfriend has begun doing his own Youtube narrations, with heavy inspiration drawing from Mr. Creepypasta, CreepsMcPasta, and Creepypasta Jr.

Give him a looksie! His voice is super sultry ... and there are more stories to come!

The Soliloquy Man: http://www.youtube.com/user/TheSoliloquyMan
"Soliloquy" -  muttblood
Soliloquy's Fantastical Editor:  zerothewusky

Recent brainstorming leads to amazing things. Quirky ideas huddled in a shapeless mass of hidden potential are forced together and formed into something that can live and breath ...

With a bit of hard work and cooperation, two people I care deeply for have spawned something glorious. Mr. Creepypasta can have his stories of the macab and dreadful ... but give way to the new narrator and his brood of followers - Soliloquy!

Narrated by a very cool individual, and modified by the very cool  zerothewusky, Soliloquy takes stories and puts an elaborate, emotional spin on it. Slow, mellow music befitting the context of spoken words breaths rich oxygen into starved lungs.

Take a listen for yourself!

http://m.youtube.com/watch?v=LJZwkt.....e_gdata_player

I'm lost in love.

My dreams are coming nearer. Both in emotion and profession. Officially one more month until the Auxiliary Firefighters open up.

I'm scared for a number of reasons, but I'm determined.

This is gonna happen. I want it so bad.


Trial by fire.

Seriously.

If I get pneumonia out of this, I'm going to be supremely pissed. I've been taking penicillin though, which I think is actually keeping it from getting that bad. This whole thing hasn't really gone beyond a productive cough and a tickle at the back of my throat - and as far as I can tell, nobody has caught it off of me, so I'm not contagious ...

It probably hasn't gone away because I've been moving nonstop for several weeks now ... Momma Dragon has a job to do.

Ironically, feeling guilty because my job keeps trying to call me in when I'm getting stuff taken care of for college. Yesterday, I was about to head out to get a physical (I'm in tip-top shape, clear lung sounds, only mild blurriness in my right eye which seems to fade in and out of focus on it's own ... ). They called me while I was in Modesto with no way to get home for several hours ... and, just, yeesh.

I typically get sick right before huge changes occur in my life. So here we go ... college ... fire department, hopefully ... Also jumping up onto the social ladder. Windy was a huge introvert for a long time. I'm suddenly becoming an extrovert - with tendencies to recoil inwards when I feel I've been around people for too long.

Tell you what, though ... I could use somebody who's willing to sit through the movie Beowulf with me. xD Not many folks like those types of movies. I freaking love it. Windra = huge literature/mythology/ancient history buff.

So, Windra will, unfortunately, not be able to attend FC. My trek to the Institute of Technology in Modesto rewarded me with enrollment in the Criminology/Emergency Response course - a 15 month course of law enforcement, corrections, emergency medical tech, and other stuff. However ... when I thought I wouldn't go until February ... the class actually starts next week.

So I'm not going to FC, which makes me really disappointed.

On the other hand ... I'll be several steps closer to my goal. Which makes me extremely happy.

EDIT: Evidently, I'm 'Mom'.
Consoling others for their problems, offering the best advice that I can.
Cuddle those who are hurt.
The eager hostess, always aiming to please with food and entertainment. (Can't have bored guests!)

For such a somewhat shitty city, Stockton's furry population is huge. And really, this place isn't that bad. It has it's ups and downs, just like any other area.

Where are you staying?
Fairmont Hotel

What day are you getting there and when are you leaving?
All four days, baby!

Who are you rooming/going with?
 zerothewusky,  twistedfayt,  furrycoon,  huskyscooby,  spiritwolf13, Hillary, and hopefully  neonkitty294 and her mate.

What do you look like?
Average height, somewhat thicker build, average weight. Brown hair, cropped short.

Are you bringing a fursuit?
No.

How can I find you?
If you see goggles, a trench coat, or a sweater with a big red exclamation mark thing on it ... that's me.

Where will you be most of the time during the day/s?
I'll be roaming the convention, making dirty jokes ...

Can I talk to you?
Hell yes.

Are you nice?
I don't bite much?
Yes, yes I am.

Can I look/draw in your sketchbook?
Fire away. xD Just don't mess up my drawings.

Can I buy you drinks/food/stuff?
I never complain about free food ... >.>
Or drinks.

Can I come with you for food/fun/etc?
Of course.

Can I take your picture?
Sure ~

Can I hug or snuggle with you?
xD
Depends on who you are?
I'm huggable. But snuggable requires a VIP pass.

Can I visit your room?
We're bringing shitloads of movies and stuff, and we're all fantastic people. If my roommates agree, you're more than welcome to join.

What's your goal(s) for the con this year?
Meet people ... have a blast?
And roam San Jose in my free time.

So:

- Auxiliary got pushed back to April.
- Waterloo Fire Reserve would be willing to take me on, but I'd need my EMT and CPR.
- The only place offering EMT around here is in Modesto, so it will have to wait until March or so.
- The Reserve PAYS every time you go to a call.


I GOT COMMISSIONS.

Three FC badges!
And one ref!

Well, two refs. :P

Freebies for now ~ After this, I'm gonna start charging. But I can't bring myself to charge friends.

Onward!

Ts girl! YEEEHA! (starting the 28th).

And next week ... I are teh happeh.

I'll also be incredibly lonely, if anybody feels like buggering me.

Otherwise ...

- I will be contacting the Waterloo Fire Reserve tomorrow to speak to the Lieutenant about possibly joining the Reserve.

- Auxiliary Academy is drawing near ... I'm crunching on an exam prep book.

- Lack of roomie + scanner = artwork this weekend. (Yes, Zero, this means your ref will be finished this weekend!)

- In terms of sexually explicit content involving my character ... I've decided that I won't commission anything like that, as tempting as it may be. I have fun drawing risque things, but nothing vulgar. I kinda dare somebody else to do it though ... because I hate to admit it, but I'm very curious. xD

- Um ...

- Chex mix is awesome.

Because lately I've been tugging around some huge emotional baggage, and it feels good to let it loose.

On Life

- You only live once. Take it to the max, do stupid things ... take chances, because even if you get rejected, you'll at east know that you tried.
Personal: You never know until you try ... I'd rather die knowing I gave something a whirl, than live with the regret of not taking action.

On Friendship

- Honor those who you consider comrades as you would your betrothed. Stand by them. Fight for them. Lay your neck on the chopping block for them. Take the fall with them. Help them stand up ... Show them that you love them, and want them around. Never turn your back on a friend in need - the results can be catastrophic if you do. Even when times are rough, and tempers flare ... bite back your words, avoid saying things that cannot be unsaid.
Personal: I put great stock in my friendships. Willingly, I would take a bullet to protect them ... and am always on my guard for them. Ironically, I am greater at handling their problems with them, than I am at managing my own. Ultimately this means I need a shoulder to cry on every now and then, because my own issues get put on the backburner and bite me in the ass when I'm not looking.

On Love

- Romance, relationships, and sex are all sacred. If you find somebody, hold them high ... Do not steal their heart and throw it away. If you cannot be in an honest relationship with somebody, don't be in one at all.
Personal: I'm tempted to jump back into the dating game, but I'm also tentative. I guess I'd be looking for somebody to take their time with me. As much as I adore the prospect of romance, my knee-jerk reaction to getting asked out is to run the other direction: not because I dislike the other person, but because of fear. Fear that I am not worth the attentions of somebody else. Fear of displaying my vulnerable 'underbelly'. Fear that I will willingly give my heart to one so willing to throw it away ... I crave affection, and admittedly I am a very lonely individual, but I'm also in a position of being heavily guarded ... so that individual would have to be somewhat willing to coax me out of my shell bit by bit. Or just yank me out in one swift move. The fuck knows?

On Family
- They will not be around forever ... Do what you can, however you can, to keep them around. Because once they leave this world, you will never be able to forgive those regrets ...
Personal: I have too many regrets, and I'm trying to rectify them. My mother, for instance ... I was going to room with two furry friends, but my mother is in need of an apartment and unless I help her out, she's stuck in Texas with no family. I can't live with that. I would never forgive myself. So I'm working on getting her back out here.

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Some Stuff About Me

- I may act like a sex-crazed lunatic, what with my horrible innuendos and 'freak in bed' jests, but to be completely honest I'm the exact opposite. I'm all for romance, honesty, and loyalty: once you tie me down, I don't stray, and I give my all ... and I back you up like, well, a partner. Like if you were my firefighting buddy going into a burning structure behind me, or ahead of me - I'll watch your back, I'll nurse your wounds, I'll do my damndest to make you smile. Of course, bed-play is a definite plus.

- Strong on the outside, weak on the inside. I'm like a truffle. Kind of.

- As a child, I was a sociopath. And by child, I mean before I had turned five. Wanna know a secret? Windy has repressed memories - some bits and pieces that I can't remember save for the spots of white noise and fog. And by sociopath, I mean extremely antisocial and pessimistic behavior. Those things were grown out of ... and you'd never guess it by being around me in person.

- I'm terribly phone shy, only because I don't like awkward silences on the phone ... and seem to fall short of coming up with conversation topics. I'd much rather meet people in person, because I can bounce around them and let my actions speak for themselves. If I get comfortable around you, I tend to act out on random - earning plenty of laughs ... and often pissing people off to the point of having them chase me. I also love to scare the living shit out of people.

- I'm an absolute cuddlewhore. Example: two of my best friends from college and I stayed at a hotel to bum around. We wound up spending the night curled up around each other watching old movies. (It was completely G-rated. We were just comfortable around each other).

- I tend to tense up around people when they're really close to me, if I don't know them all that well. Once that ice is broken, I'm 'touchy feely' ... in that I'll poke you to tickle you, or randomly nudge you ("Hey, hey!") to bother the hell out of you.

- I am intelligent - this I know. But I often dumb myself down to others so that they A.] don't feel intimidated and B.] have some sense of mental empowerment.

- I love to learn EVERYTHING. Yes. EVERYTHING. i can learn virtually any skill if somebody is patient enough to teach me.

- I can do shameless, odd sketches in front of people with no problem, even when they're looking over my shoulder. More defined art requires me to seclude myself, however.

- My biggest fears are ... being a failure ... and car accidents. Due to the latter, I'm actually a very safe driver. I have no intention of dying in a mangled car. Spiders? Pfft, they freak me out, yes. But am I going to have a heart attack if one is in the same room as me? It depends on how big it is, and how close it is.

- Speaking of death, I'm relatively unafraid depending on what is at stake.

- Most chicks dig a guy for their appearance. Okay, while that may be nice, I actually adore what's inside that skull. (Cue the zombie, "Braaaaaaaaaains.")

- Been fascinated with dragons for a very long time ... but more for the symbolism than the actual appearance: strength, cunning, dexterity, lethality, and loyalty. They are the ultimate metaphor for power. Western cultures depict them as terrors, capable of annihilating civilizations. Eastern cultures view them as benefactors of luck and intelligence. And for the Aztecs ... Quetzacoatl, the feathered serpent? A teacher of medicine and time.

- I probably act half my age. This is especially true around my friends and co-workers. The truth is that I feel like I'm twice as old as I actually am ... because while I act like a kid on the outside, my mind does senior-sized gymnastics.

- I don't drink coffee for the caffeine boost, because I'm a little too used to it and the caffeine doesn't really affect me anymore. Rather, I drink it for the nostalgia - lots of good memories there, and it warms my belly. Helps with art inspiration.

.Life.

So we had to go to a training meeting this morning for work, right?

I-5 was shut down. Some guy last night decided to go on a hot pursuit with police, waved a knife at the cop and got shot dead. So while they were investigating the whole ordeal, traffic was choked all the way off the on-ramp. People were trying to find their way around it and wound up causing jams in other spots ...

So we took some roundabout way to get to the meeting.

On the way home ... Tiff turns the car onto the right lane so she can exit off of I-5 and somebody stops short in front of her. She doesn't necessarily stop dead right there - she slows to a halt, though very quickly but not too fast for anybody to react to. I grimace, knowing it was coming - I had a feeling we were gonna get hit. As I thought that, Alfred next to me jerks and tenses. He saw the headlights in the rear-view mirror before any of us.

We got slammed. I've never felt whiplash before so it was one hell of an experience. Adrenaline had me hopping around like a junkie. But the first words out of my mouth: "Are you okay?" I started going around asking everybody if they were in pain. Everybody said their backs hurt, so I asked if they wanted me to call for an ambulance. No? Well, if it gets worse you should go get checked out - it could be something bad. They all wound up going, save for me ... my pain was initial, but it went away.

That was about 7-8 hours ago now. I fell asleep and just woke up. I do feel a minor twinge in my temple but that's usually a normal headache for me. Lack of caffeine. I'm nursing some green tea right now.

I'm slightly paranoid because of a crackling noise I hear in the back of my neck when I turn my head, but it could be something that's been there and is only becoming evident because I'm overly-alert for any problems. But I'm not feeling any symptoms. No pain, no vertigo ...

I suppose I'll keep tabs on it. If it gets worse, I'll be getting checked out as well.

.Art.

That being said ...

I have several thing I'd like to do. For instance, I'd kind of like to try my hand with a Windra 'vore' piece ... though in my mind's eye, I can't see vore as being anything other than violent (it's a beast eating another beast: there's gonna be ripped muscles, torn flesh, sinews and veins struck all about ... not that semi-erotic bliss everybody else seems to be in. After all, those poor guys/gals in people's stomachs are getting casually bathed in hydrochloric acid. My ass sure as hell wouldn't be happy in that situation ... ) Of course my take on it would be rather childish and comical instead of violent. After all, dragons are carnivorous by nature and a feral Windra is easily 2-3x the size of normal furs ...

I'm realizing Windy (the character) still has her V-chip (thanks FatCat for that endearing terminology. xD) I'm somewhat tempted to remedy that through a commission, but I'm not quite sure I want to cross that boundary just yet. I love to dabble in riskier things and (skinny-)dip into provocative domains, but you have to take into consideration that Windra is an extension of me ... would it be awkward? I've a devilish mindset, true - I'm very creative~ (I've done several interesting things to spice up a relationship, but that's between me and Windra.) But should I chance the losing of modesty?

Windra(myself) is not really a fetishist. Or rather ... I share a unique curiosity about all fetishes and don't dish favoritism out to a specific brand, although I do not see the allure of Baby Furs (instinctual protective nature towards children, I do, after all, aspire to be a mother someday in the much distant future ... so something about seeing the Baby fetish really, really unnerves me), or scat or anything that has to do with bodily fluids (seriously, how to people get turned on by urination?) Oh, and the heavily-muscled furs. I can't stand that. It's just not natural. xD I mean, decently-muscled is fine ... but if it looks like you've been swallowing steroids your whole life, that's a big hell no.

Also a subtle realization: I love drawing nudes. No, this isn't an unnatural attraction to nakedness, but the human (or human-ish) body is truly beautiful and a challenge to draw, all shapes and sizes. At some point I may offer nude refs.

Speaking of,  zerothewusky will be getting a ref commission for me since the guy who did his totally dicked him over. It might take some time, mate ... I can't seem to draw without the proper mindset (usually entailing a clear, clean table, a cup of coffee, amazing lighting and blasting music ... ) I'm lacking in a desk so no hard surfaces, I feel somewhat cramped and frustrated if I do hand-sketches at home (forcing me to venture out. I really never understood that need. Probably due to the fact that I used to have people leering over my shoulder at home when I was a kid and it annoyed me so.) The coffee and music sets me in the mood. And no scanner ... Well, you've got one, so I might mooch you to scan the picture. :P

But I get paid next Friday so I'll be able to stock on supplies - my trademark 0.7mm mechanical pencils and fine point sharpies, if you don't mind waiting a wee bit longer ...

When I finally get my act together, meaning I acquire a scanner, I think I'll make an impromptu ref sheet, or do some hard sketches, a flat, a detailed ... I can't do backgrounds for crap, unfortunately. I've tried. Unless I'm painting on real canvas, I can't dish something out digitally. Afterwards I'll hold a freebie raffle to reel in some customers, and go on commissions from there.

Also, does anybody know the specifics about making Con badges?

Life

Windy is cinfally getting some thins straightened out.

- Attending the FurCon with a handful of people. And by handful I mean 7-9. It will be epic.

- Finally getting on the ball with a job. And it's promising.

- There's a thing called MediCal out here? O.o I'm signing up. NJ had nothing like that. NOTHING.


- My art talents are in hibernation for right now because of the whole lacking of a desk thing ...

Raffle going on, hosted by  wolfcat95!

Link to the journal: http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/5309317/
Red, enter, be mistifieeeeddd.

Stolen From  LindseySnowSprinkles



• What is the name of your fursonas?
I have only one fursona, but I have several muses. The fursona's name is Windra. (Once upon time, it was Dracara.)

• Where did the name of your fursonas come from?
Merging of 'Wind' and 'Dragon'. It seemed fitting, considering her primary element at the beginning was wind ... and due to my youthful aspirations of becoming a stormchaser.

• What species is your fursonas and why did you choose those species?
Western Dragon in the traditional sense when in feral form (meaning she is equipped with wings and thrashes about in a bulky mass). She is still a Western Dragon when tame, though she looks more atypical of the Argonians from Elder Scrolls due to her lack of winged appendages.


• What color are your fursonas and why?
Green: reminiscent of my birth-stone - the emerald - and also my favorite color.
Silver: another favorite color, more subtle and neutral than the sultry and powerful gold, with a soothing lightness. The color for me represents loyalty, integrity, and knowledge. (Also the color of one of my main muses, Naira.)
Red: meant to symbolize inner aggression, 'seeing red'. The color for me represents fury, unrelenting force, ambition, and passion. (Also the color of one of my main muses, Scarlet.)
Yellow: befitting of air, co-mingles with flighty tendencies, an inability to be held down, freedom and expression. 'Joyfully naive'.

• What are your fursona's personality and how does this compare to your RL personality?
Aggressive but tame, loyal, moderately fickle with a taste for adventure and a willingness to try new things. Not afraid to take leaps of faith and will blindly follow those she holds near and dear despite the numerous kicks she may receive in the process. Hardy, bearing the numerous scars of trials gone by. Never backs down, never surrenders. Also, extremely perverted with a somewhat caustic sense of humor, but these traits are usually only shown to those she grows to trust. How are they similar to mine? My dear, they are mine.

• What is one item your fursonas own that is significant to you in RL?
Snaggletooth shark tooth necklace. She has one, as do I ... It's kind of a throwback to the place we came from, something to remind us of our origins.

• What is one thing your fursonas would say to you if you could meet?
"Hey Ash, looking sexy as always."
"What say you and I make a dare? The first person who swallows this tablespoon of wasabi and vomits buys the other one coffee."

• How has your fursona changed over the years?
Initially she was a dragoness with a huge wingspan and the demeanor of a depressed, ostracized loner. Over the years she became more rampant and wild, happy-go-lucky ... and a lot of this is owed to the people she became friends with - bonds will never be broken despite the tenuous strains of time and changes. Numerous lashings in recent years led her to become a little more restricted and guarded, with a greater need to protect. Physically, she went from being the aforementioned goliath, to something of a vulture dragon ... and finally to her current form, which has the ability to shift between feral and tame.

• How long have you had these fursonas?
Jeez, um, Windra has been with me since I was a child (I used to collect Primal Rage action figures and romp around pretending I was a dinosaur. Barbie? Fuck you. I had HOT WHEELS ... and a passion for those scientific kids toys.) So I guess I would say ... close to 1991.

• Would you like to be more like your fursona?
In every way.

Realize who I am and what my potential really is.
I know what it feels like to be shunned and I know exactly when I am being dealt that hand ... but I'm like the loyal hound that gets the shit beaten out of them. I always come back to lick your hand, though with my tail between my legs. But you had better learn my true worth by then ... because I am prone to rip your hand right off the next time you take me for granted.

Basically, if I put my trust in you, it means that I truly value who you are and would willingly put my life in your hands. Don't ever make me regret that decision.

Feel the BURN Baby!

The fantabulous  starrybikini (love that icon, by the way) is hosting a freebie art raffle HERE: -> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/12184426/

Simply follow the rules and enter for your chance to win! While there, peruse ze gallery and check out ze stuff!

Time to ADVERTISE!

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Swing by! We need a good couple of handfuls of active members with creative imaginations!

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Welcome to Unicorn's Visions, the world that houses Deep Forest. It is much more than a ordinary forest though, for it is no coincidence that so many creatures have been called here to these seemingly ordinary woods. From the Wastes that surround the outer portions of the forest, through the Forest itself, towards the River and to the Boundary Mountains, good and evil alike are drawn here. This forest is much more than a forest. Hidden within the land, beneath the colossal trees, lies a darkness, a Destiny, that these creatures share for good or evil and should the past become present all shall be lost.

Futures and lives are written and experienced in a post by post fashion as we write together for the inhabitants of Deep Forest. While Unicorn's Visions may not allow human-kind, there is a vast amount of extraordinary creature's within its confines. From ghosts and ghouls, spirits and demons, wolves, unicorns, and fallen angels, UV provides a safe, well managed, and respectfully fun atmosphere.

All you have to do to join us is to make an account, and join us on the forum.

Life

Going stir crazy. Not working until next week. Therefore, my plans of causing havok in San Francisco will be put on hold for a bit ... Let's say, my second paycheck?

Creativity

I shouldn't have looked at Fanfiction.net because now ... my inspiration went flying sky-high.

I'd like to do some writing. But by writing, I mean collaborative story-telling, with multiple parties here on furAffinity ... As in, we each get a turn, and combine our stuff into chapters. Or one person gets to work on a chapter, and then the next person gets the next chapter, so on, so forth.

Genre: Unspecified. We can plot on what the storyline would be ... and it could change shape over time.


Would anybody be game for something like this?

Personally I wanna take a break from drawing for a while. My eyes are starting to really bother me, which is leading to some rather nasty headaches (always in the fucking left temple, why?)

More Life Stuff

Random moments of crippling depression are a bitch, that's to be sure. But it's mainly because of a specific predicament.

Mom's heading back to Texas within a week, shortly after Thanksgiving. Why? Well, I had been against her coming out west right off the bat ... I didn't want her following me because she didn't have enough money saved up. Now that she rolled out into California, she's getting blindsided by fees she didn't know she had to pay ... and is being forced to retreat to Texas where a friend will let her stay, until she can afford to come back to California.

It's upsetting because she'll be out there when Christmas comes. So basically, biggest holiday of the year, no family.

Hell, I can live with that. It's better than the situation she had been in while in NJ. Doesn't keep it from sucking ass. So I'm debating on what to actually do for Christmas, since going to Texas to visit is really gonna be out of the question. Especially if I wanna save for a car.

Hurk.

So ... saving for a car. That's a biggie. Once I get ahold of a desk and a scanner, I'm going to start working on serious commissions that I'll charge for, and use that money to pitch towards a fursuit.

And I'm determined to take the Amtrak to San Francisco with nothing but my backpack and phone. The first paycheck I get from my job is getting divvied into bills, putting some money aside, and going to SF to explore for a whole day - by foot or bike depending on if I get the bike fixed by then.