The Amazing Wonder Dawg Does Appearing Trick!In case you're wondering why I'm here or why I went off and forgot about this, I have something to say to both.
Numero uno: I'm here because I was recently found by a few people and I thought I ought to delete my stories. (Why delete? See below.)
Numero dos: I left because I had something important ahead of me. Mainly, a trip to Manchester ("Manchester, England, England...") and that I became a conscientous objector. Yes, that's right, I didn't take the "hard way" out and go to the army. I took the "easy way" out and listed myself for civilian alternative service that is twice as long and hundreds of times easier to end shamefully in a prison trip - not to mention, they don't find the service posts for us.
So, what was the problem with that? Why didn't I stick around?
I'm going to be blunt.
For one, the story has progressed very, very far, and has been updated so many times, that I can't be arsed to fight deviantART's prose submission system, which... oh, well..
SUCKS. And bear in mind that I do not use this word pointlessly. What word? Oh dear...
SUCKS. Capiche?
Also, I don't have a scanner at hand, and I haven't really drawn much for over a year. I came to the conclusion that writing suits me better, as I'm more familiar with it than other ways of artistic expression. I always loved the simple HB pen too much, and never got the hang of the basic skills. I'm frivolous. Sorry.
I'm also not all that interested in just meeting people. It didn't also seem to be worth spending two hours on GPRS (about as fast as dial-up) with dART'S OMG SO PRETTY (re: heavy) LAYOYTT!!!!1111(eleventyone)!
Yes, I suck. I know. But not as much as the prose submission - they can't handle simple paragraph breaks, and last I checked a year ago there were no guidelines as to how large/how many characters the submission could be.
It doth truly SUCK eggs, quoth the jester.
Al
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my stock fotos [link]
you striders need more fur...
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The language and concepts contained herein are guaranteed not to cause eternal torment in the place where the guy with the horns and pointed stick conducts his business.
Do you remember In-The-Way and In-The-Way? I remember my In-The-Way's name, but you should write a short prose story on those two. I'll do the illustration.
We shalt scare Per with our bizarre brother-sister relationship. Y'know, 'cause we can. (We're how many miles away from one another?)
Yarr. Um.... Yarr?
Okay, it's like, three in the morning and I'm bored, but not tired.
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-Snow the
I'm not crazy! Just... Reality challenged.
Alright. I admit it. I am a sellout. But Snow Must Make Cash.
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my stock fotos [link]
"We arrived here last sunday by plane, and we were travelling by the night, so it was a... journey through the dark, if you could say so."
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The language and concepts contained herein are guaranteed not to cause eternal torment in the place where the guy with the horns and pointed stick conducts his business.
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The language and concepts contained herein are guaranteed not to cause eternal torment in the place where the guy with the horns and pointed stick conducts his business.
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