
I met up with
nievelion and we had a nice conversation about our respective writing strengths and qualities, and what we admire in each other's work. Apparently, we're big, giant, raving fanboys for one another. You should go be a fan of his, too. :D He IS the man.
Apologies to Nieve for half-fucking up his char, here, but I DID say I was going to post whatever I came up with, whether I was satisfied with it or not. :P I swear, my shit looks awesome when I sketch it, but it rarely survives the inking process intact. I also tried using smaller, uniform lines for the inking, but it seems the trick to truly great inking eludes me still. *Shakes fist*
Make it up to you later, Nieve, I pronnis. :P

Apologies to Nieve for half-fucking up his char, here, but I DID say I was going to post whatever I came up with, whether I was satisfied with it or not. :P I swear, my shit looks awesome when I sketch it, but it rarely survives the inking process intact. I also tried using smaller, uniform lines for the inking, but it seems the trick to truly great inking eludes me still. *Shakes fist*
Make it up to you later, Nieve, I pronnis. :P
Category Artwork (Digital) / Doodle
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*stares* You both the man... acually that sounds like a fun conversation. Better then some of my conversations in which some of my friends just go into the yeah... uh huh... true mode and just totally no pay attention to me. Which is what i do to some of my friends. So its all in fair play.
*Tries to hold back laughter*
Actually don't worry... that's pretty much everybody's conversations, at least as soon as something distracting comes into the room, like television, video games, scantily clad nubiles... At that point, the exchange pretty much just becomes...
"So... yeah. Anyways, what were we... ah... talking about...?"
"I was telling you about the... thing... with the other stuff. Yeah... so anyways..." *Doesn't say another word for ten minutes*
Actually don't worry... that's pretty much everybody's conversations, at least as soon as something distracting comes into the room, like television, video games, scantily clad nubiles... At that point, the exchange pretty much just becomes...
"So... yeah. Anyways, what were we... ah... talking about...?"
"I was telling you about the... thing... with the other stuff. Yeah... so anyways..." *Doesn't say another word for ten minutes*
I think it looks great, I don't really see any major hiccups in the linework :P
Surprised though, the cops usually break down the doors ala meth lab in the basement style when the manliness of the universe is sapped (I.E. Coxen Maihanz v. Jazz of 1927), and that kilt is just DEVILISHLY short, not that I would complain, as kilts are the perfect blend of "ohmaigawd hot" and ":D!", but you know how the cops are, you know they're all "We don't like kilts, they make us question our sexuality and we can not have that, especially after we soap each other in the shower slowly, stroking each others backs with luffas, oh, don't worry Lieutanent Jenkins, I didn't mean to miss that area underneath your left buttock, here, let's me get it for you, mm, we've been working out lately haven't we Mr. Jenkins? Hm? Oh my we don't need to be shy, oh, right here? Oh Jenkins you're such a devi- HEY STOP FILMING GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE YOU QUEERS! Oh not you Jenkins, teeheehee, silly boy! GET OUT OF MY BOAT!!!".
But still great work dude :)
Surprised though, the cops usually break down the doors ala meth lab in the basement style when the manliness of the universe is sapped (I.E. Coxen Maihanz v. Jazz of 1927), and that kilt is just DEVILISHLY short, not that I would complain, as kilts are the perfect blend of "ohmaigawd hot" and ":D!", but you know how the cops are, you know they're all "We don't like kilts, they make us question our sexuality and we can not have that, especially after we soap each other in the shower slowly, stroking each others backs with luffas, oh, don't worry Lieutanent Jenkins, I didn't mean to miss that area underneath your left buttock, here, let's me get it for you, mm, we've been working out lately haven't we Mr. Jenkins? Hm? Oh my we don't need to be shy, oh, right here? Oh Jenkins you're such a devi- HEY STOP FILMING GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE YOU QUEERS! Oh not you Jenkins, teeheehee, silly boy! GET OUT OF MY BOAT!!!".
But still great work dude :)
Oh, the cops weren't there on account of any kind of manliness being sapped, not any kind of kilt-length-regulations being violated... rather, they came when the neighbors heard me and Nieve re-enacting what could effectively be conceived as a bad SNL routine from the 90s. The poor old lady next door became desperately frightened that a portal to the 90s had opened up in the apartment downstairs, and pleaded with the cops to come over FAST and shoot whatever the fuck came out of it, since she though there was a chance that the social acceptance and popularity of the Spice Girls might ebb out and poison society once again. As this call interrupted communal shower time, they were PISSED, and was made the girlfriend of a butt of a rifle.
Anyhow, just disappointed in how his face came out, and how his arms kind of look all at an awkward angle, the way they're drawn. Does that really look like the kind of pointing someone does when they're "You're the MAN"ing someone? Maybe some foreigner from a different culture, who looks suspiciously like Sasha Baron Cohen in disguise, trying to learn Western culture.
But thanks, man! Irregardless, I'll press on, like some stalwart warrior, or cantankerous old man. Whatevs. :P
Anyhow, just disappointed in how his face came out, and how his arms kind of look all at an awkward angle, the way they're drawn. Does that really look like the kind of pointing someone does when they're "You're the MAN"ing someone? Maybe some foreigner from a different culture, who looks suspiciously like Sasha Baron Cohen in disguise, trying to learn Western culture.
But thanks, man! Irregardless, I'll press on, like some stalwart warrior, or cantankerous old man. Whatevs. :P
Oh God, not the Spice Girls, I heard they were going to reunite with Al... Alien... Uh... That Gonzalez kid that washed up on Miami and was on TV more in a month than John Larroquette was his entire life, they were going to spew their rancid filth across the globe once more in "Spice Hoes 9! All the Spice, None of the Nice! We've Got the Demon Seed to Make Y'alls Ears Bleed!".
We can not have that happen, not again, not ever, ever again, I had to live like a hermit those years, that's why I'm only 6'1", I could've been a giant, a giant I tells ya! I could of been a titan with the voice of an angel! But thanks to those damn bitches I'm all pale and growly, DAMN YOU SPICE GIRLS! DAMN YOU TO HELL! DAMN YOU TO YOUR FLEA RIDDEN VAGINAS!!!
Hm, I suppose some hitches in anatomy, Nievelion's right arm looks a bit off with the bicep crinkly at the arm folding sect-... The inner elbow, whatever, I don't know the name D:, but then again that point of the body is a serious bitch and a half due to it being the bastard love child of anatomy, perspective, and Seth McFarlene.
Oh you are just like a cantankerous old man, up all hours of the night, head out the window, screaming and moaning your lungs out, while you're not moaning about the kids in your yard, still!
We can not have that happen, not again, not ever, ever again, I had to live like a hermit those years, that's why I'm only 6'1", I could've been a giant, a giant I tells ya! I could of been a titan with the voice of an angel! But thanks to those damn bitches I'm all pale and growly, DAMN YOU SPICE GIRLS! DAMN YOU TO HELL! DAMN YOU TO YOUR FLEA RIDDEN VAGINAS!!!
Hm, I suppose some hitches in anatomy, Nievelion's right arm looks a bit off with the bicep crinkly at the arm folding sect-... The inner elbow, whatever, I don't know the name D:, but then again that point of the body is a serious bitch and a half due to it being the bastard love child of anatomy, perspective, and Seth McFarlene.
Oh you are just like a cantankerous old man, up all hours of the night, head out the window, screaming and moaning your lungs out, while you're not moaning about the kids in your yard, still!
Ironic, isn't it? The horrors of pop culture used to force us INSIDE into hiding back in those youthful days of the 1990s... but, problem was that so MANY people retreated from said pop-culture horrors that the Pop Culture machine eventually figured "Hmmm... when the 2000s roll around, I should make most of my squirming, whining, meaty fads take place INSIDE darkned caverns, streamed to them over this... inter... webs thingy. THAT will maximize the efficiency with which I drain their tender, delicious, venison-like brains!"
And, lo and behold, we now find ourselves running screaming OUTdoors from our houses in order to flee the unspeakable terrors of viral videos, rickrolling, and internet memes. Out into the blazing sun, where out pale skin suddenly gets all crispy friend and sizzling after just a few seconds out there!! What the fu... oh, no, wait, sorry, that wasn't the sun. I just ran out of my house in such a blind panic that I ran right into the neighbor's live barbecue and got mozolla oil all over me. The neighbor's kid thought I looked pretty hot that way... that is, until I then got set on fire, and tried to put myself out by banging myself repeatedly over their grandma.
Anyhow, gonna try and make up for this soon with a gratuitous body shot, in full splendor, of Nieve. With any luck, complimentary beefcake should make amends. :P
And, lo and behold, we now find ourselves running screaming OUTdoors from our houses in order to flee the unspeakable terrors of viral videos, rickrolling, and internet memes. Out into the blazing sun, where out pale skin suddenly gets all crispy friend and sizzling after just a few seconds out there!! What the fu... oh, no, wait, sorry, that wasn't the sun. I just ran out of my house in such a blind panic that I ran right into the neighbor's live barbecue and got mozolla oil all over me. The neighbor's kid thought I looked pretty hot that way... that is, until I then got set on fire, and tried to put myself out by banging myself repeatedly over their grandma.
Anyhow, gonna try and make up for this soon with a gratuitous body shot, in full splendor, of Nieve. With any luck, complimentary beefcake should make amends. :P
That was their plan all along? Son of a BITCH! I can't believe I fell for it, and here I thought I was bad when I listened to Smash Mouth and Sugar Ray and tried to jump off the roof thinking I could fly but landing on a shed, crashing it into this little girl whose hand melded into her forehead in the shape of an L, MOTHERFUCKERS!
Oy, I remember seeing that on Jerkyourtube, there was a guy jerking off to that so hard I thought he was going to rip it right off his scrotum, but damn, I must admit dude, you had rhythm! I never knew you could bang your body on fire on and old bitch like that all in synchronization of "My Favourite Vagina is Melting (Please Scoop it Up)" by Britney Spears, you got some serious skillz, dawg.
Oooh, that sounds awesome dude, I'll be sure to keep an eye out for it :)
Oy, I remember seeing that on Jerkyourtube, there was a guy jerking off to that so hard I thought he was going to rip it right off his scrotum, but damn, I must admit dude, you had rhythm! I never knew you could bang your body on fire on and old bitch like that all in synchronization of "My Favourite Vagina is Melting (Please Scoop it Up)" by Britney Spears, you got some serious skillz, dawg.
Oooh, that sounds awesome dude, I'll be sure to keep an eye out for it :)
Heh... no, not quite. But they're a rough approximation of how the conversation pretty much went all night. Just two single dudes, chatting at night, finding out what they have in common, getting to know each other, admiring another's... "talents" before getting into a full on, raging, hot and sweaty session of stroking each other's... egos.
*strokes his beard musingly* Yes indeed, that is quite the accurate description of how the conversation went, in generalities if not a verisimilitudinous transcription of our exchanges. ;)
And feel free to publicize just how raging, hot, and sweaty the stroking of our egos became. I have nothing to hide. :D
And feel free to publicize just how raging, hot, and sweaty the stroking of our egos became. I have nothing to hide. :D
Awwww, but if I let everything just explicitly out in the open like that, then I no longer get to use those "IF YA KNOW WHAT I MEAN" double entendres.
And good lord, those are my bread and butter! My whole sense of humour was developed and fostered by 90s sitcoms. Y'know, back in the days whey TV had at least fifty different terms they used for "penis" except, of course, for the word "PENIS." :P
And good lord, those are my bread and butter! My whole sense of humour was developed and fostered by 90s sitcoms. Y'know, back in the days whey TV had at least fifty different terms they used for "penis" except, of course, for the word "PENIS." :P
^This, this a thousand times over.
No man's manliness is in question if he is wearing a kilt, and if such a thing occurs, a sharp upwind proves manliness right there.
"Hey guys, look I'm like Marilyn Monroe!" "... Bob, Marilyn tried to hold her dress down, we can all see your... Damn :(..."
No man's manliness is in question if he is wearing a kilt, and if such a thing occurs, a sharp upwind proves manliness right there.
"Hey guys, look I'm like Marilyn Monroe!" "... Bob, Marilyn tried to hold her dress down, we can all see your... Damn :(..."
Funny story there: did you know the kilt isn't Scottish, but English? It started off as a full body toga-like thing that wrapped around the shoulders which Scotsmen had to wear in factories, but the upper half kept getting caught in the machines. So they ended up cutting it apart from the lower half, and then discarding the upper half altogether. Later, the British forbade them to wear them (I can't recall why), so then the Scots started proudly wearing and flaunting the kilt as a sign of nationalism and to thumb their noses at authority. So yes, the national dress of Scotland they're so proud of was invented by an Englishman. :P
Um...yeah, just proving you correct with a wall of text there. And are you talking about my stories, or on Taps? Because I didn't think I had used that much text with you there...did I? *hides*
Um...yeah, just proving you correct with a wall of text there. And are you talking about my stories, or on Taps? Because I didn't think I had used that much text with you there...did I? *hides*
You can be whatever you want... just remove the hypnosis you put on me that makes me bark like I dog every time I head a... ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!! ARF!!! ARF!!!
No way! Do you have any idea what marriage DOES to your sex appeal? BAM, soon as I slip him a wedding ring, he goes and lets himself go, ans stops buying me candy! :P
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2Of.....eature=related
ROTFLMAO!!!
This turned out even better than I'd hoped. Granted, I have to agree something does look funny about his arms as well as his face, but all in all it's still a very good rendition of him--and I couldn't do any better so I have no room to talk. Also, awesome reproduction of the tartan!
Thanks for this...all joking aside, our talk was really heartwarming, fun, and insightful, and it certainly cemented your status as a friend, assuming you feel the same way about me. :) And while I certainly won't discourage you from doing more art of me, it's not strictly necessary, bud.
*hugs*
This turned out even better than I'd hoped. Granted, I have to agree something does look funny about his arms as well as his face, but all in all it's still a very good rendition of him--and I couldn't do any better so I have no room to talk. Also, awesome reproduction of the tartan!
Thanks for this...all joking aside, our talk was really heartwarming, fun, and insightful, and it certainly cemented your status as a friend, assuming you feel the same way about me. :) And while I certainly won't discourage you from doing more art of me, it's not strictly necessary, bud.
*hugs*
Rest assured, I do most certainly consider you one, and one of the ones who cemented their friendship with me via the quick-drying variety. Y'know, the kind all those slapstick comedians get stuck in, to hilarious effect, thus giving you and me something to laugh about together, in what could be one of our "moments" :P
And, actually, gripes like this do sort of get to me, so I can tell you that I WILL be drawing Nieve at least once more, both in an attempt to correct this mistake, and in an attempt to fill my gallery with more gratuitous beefcake.
And, actually, gripes like this do sort of get to me, so I can tell you that I WILL be drawing Nieve at least once more, both in an attempt to correct this mistake, and in an attempt to fill my gallery with more gratuitous beefcake.
LOL!
Well to be fair, I often do, ah, cement relationships with people very quickly, or not at all. But it's always good to know when someone I've met does the same with me. We do get along very well, in many ways, and I look forward to knowing you better. :) Though we might want to work on getting unstuck if either of us expects to be able to function in our daily lives. ;)
*blushes* Well I never say no to more beefcake, especially of me! Though now I feel like I need to do something for you in return...
Well to be fair, I often do, ah, cement relationships with people very quickly, or not at all. But it's always good to know when someone I've met does the same with me. We do get along very well, in many ways, and I look forward to knowing you better. :) Though we might want to work on getting unstuck if either of us expects to be able to function in our daily lives. ;)
*blushes* Well I never say no to more beefcake, especially of me! Though now I feel like I need to do something for you in return...
Awww, well thanks for the encouragement, dude! *Clinks his glass against yours*
xD I personally prefer to express my compliments through musical interpretation. Specifically, the wind instruments. You know, you can really let a person know how much you like and appreciate them by taking a nice wooden instrument, putting your lips firmly against it, fingering carefully, and and getting a really nice sound of of it. It usually goes "Ooooooohhhhhh..."
xD I personally prefer to express my compliments through musical interpretation. Specifically, the wind instruments. You know, you can really let a person know how much you like and appreciate them by taking a nice wooden instrument, putting your lips firmly against it, fingering carefully, and and getting a really nice sound of of it. It usually goes "Ooooooohhhhhh..."
I know, right? With kilts, you get to dress in provocative, teasing attire, and yet somehow you can pull it off while still being manly and without looking like a queeny whore. http://www.furaffinity.net/view/290059/
I got some Scottish heritage in me... I should maybe try it someti... *gets knocked over by the sheer windforce of everyone screaming "NO!" at once.*
I got some Scottish heritage in me... I should maybe try it someti... *gets knocked over by the sheer windforce of everyone screaming "NO!" at once.*
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