Sue me.

Actually don't.

Please...

I'm not very good at scanning my work in. I've been drawing a shitload but I don't want to share it, or am too lazy. Sorry if you guys are waiting for new stuff and such, but it'll come when it comes. I've lost alot of love for colouring in, and am working to find a style more suited to how I draw. So for now, I dunno when that Hargrave and Kabre pic will be finished. Maybe if someone wants to do a BG, go for it...

But yeh. I also never reported on the Cali trip. Sorry about that. Lots of it is none of your businesses anyway XD but I did return refreshed, optimistic and ready to become a totally different person (: Dare I say, a better person. Afterall, I have someone to become everything I can be for now.

I've also decided to let go of a character. Ruby.

You may remember her, generic-ish ass kicker girl, red hair, 2 blades and shotgun?

Well... there's a game out called Wet.

In that game has a girl.

...

aaaand I stop there before I fly into a rage. She's not dead tho, she's being revamped and renamed. I need to think bigger now that I'm starting the second year of my animation course.

Maybe I'll dump some sketches sometime. who knows.

But hey, been great ^^ Hope you guys have too. Swazzo is Dead, long live Dr.Dubyu.

Peace people.

SanFranSisco. September 8th. I'll be hanging out with ~Morbid-Joke and her mental family.

For a week I'll be subjected to HotPots, Cuddles, Black People and shit that's too big for my tiny English body to comprehend.

I'll cry like a fucking bitch upon my return to my lonely room.

Also Shogun Assassin.

Fuck yeh.

Me.

Probably.

Been a while since I updated here. The last one was pretty pathetic to be honest, and now I'm gonna throw an actual update at you.

First off, the big ass Hargrave and Kabre pic is at a standstill. I'm occupied by making shit in Ben's basement and a few commissions for album covers for some indy's in London. My lack of artistic shit is due to the fact I doodle more than I draw.

After KCA's journal, I've come to the conclusion that I need to stop being such a dickless dick. If that makes sense. I've been working and not getting paid, so if my pay comes through for 2 months, I'll have 500+ quid to fuck around with. Putting it away will mean that if I can milk more money off of relatives towards September, I'll have a week to go to a place that isn't humdrum Britain. I will also be gaining £900 from my student loan RIGHT ON MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY!!!! so I could throw a little of that into the mix as well... And then go to some place to meet some people...

Like America.

And hang out with cool people like Greg.

/Spoiler

But no seriously, I need to talk to people and find out if there's either a bed I can crash in or a meet I can appear in or anything else that'll mean I can or cannot come and hang out for a few days. Once the money comes in, I'll be noting, emailing and sometimes calling to make plans to fuck up your shit backwards.

Goddamn.

KCA, my thoughts are with ya. Stay strong.

...................

On a lighter note, me Ben and Justin could be making money out of making swords for a battle re-enactment group... And I'm getting arty and crafty myself. We've managed to retrofit a gas mask with speakers, so I shall be playing music out of my face.

And Soviet Strike.

Damn man

Shit : D

This does mean I'm not gonna be as drawing based as usual, but hey ho, I'll be arty in my own way. Onwards to the breach tho, got money to get.

Hopefully...

Wish me luck guys. Peace out.

I'm gonna go to town

and buy Soviet Strike.

the 90's. The best era for movies ever.

Why?

Demolition Man.

Demolition Man is the best fucking film in the world. Why? Fuck you, that's why. It's got fucking shooting and shit in, it foresaw the future and more memorable quotes than a farm has dirt.

After watching Transformers 2, I thought there's something missing. I bought Demolition Man yesterday and reminded myself of how to make something amazingly entertaining, not something where you sit for 4 hours and cry with agony because there's too much humanity and not enough fuckwin robot fighting. Fuck humanity, I want a musclebound retard and a smooth as fuck black man to beat the shit out of eachother and unload lead and quips faster than a fucking bullet train.

I want the golden era of 'fuckyou depth and emotion, I wanna blow shit up' to come back dammit!!!

That's who you remind m of, an evil Mr. Rogers! Kill this guy, he's pissing me off!
tuh, stupid!
You're on TV!
how much do you weigh?
Mellow greetings sir, what's your boggle? *BOOM*
Lets blow this guy!
Fuck an egg!

and yes indeed... Be well John Spartan!

BE FUCKED *SHOOT STUFF*

fuck you Hollywood.

also fuck you music. Chiptune is where it's at. Spack out to this: [link]