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| 2008-06-12 11:15 |
| There Must Have Been a Time When You Knew I Was Watching.... |
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| Those Who Help Set The Sun - Dream Theater |
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I've fallen vastly behind on working out. This happens in the summer, because it's hot, because I tend to get sick, and because I spend more time than usual medicated. The last thing I want to do is work out when I'm hot, nauseas and stoned.
But I am determined to keep up with my bodily health. I've got to find some low-key sets that won't take too much out of me. I'm still doing my crunches, but jogging and calisthenics are kind of out of the question.
Eileen is displaying her ass kicking skills in Damned! She screamed and is extremely distressed at this....thing that is trying to eat her delicious legs, but she's also beaming it on the head with her flashlight.
I remember I was nervous about apping her for Damned because I didn't want to subject her to that. But with actually playing her... she's better off here, I think. She's got sensible clothing, she's got her full vision, she's not wrapped in casts and bandages, and she's not forced to run around on medieval torture devices known as 'stiletto heels'.
Though I'm amused that for the first part of her night, she and Hohenheim were wandering about chatting pleasantly about topics better suited to a blind date than an attempt to escape a demonic mental institute. :D
I cannot wait for Body Switch day at ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) chaosunraveled. Dante's going to be pleased at having a non-rotting, pretty young body to hang out in for a little bit - even if it's a male body - and Henry.... *snerks* He's going to have quite the day. :D
I need to get dressed. And I should probably try and eat.
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| 2008-06-10 12:57 |
| Costume Progress Post - Triana Casual Gown |
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| accomplished |
| Tangled Up In Blue - Indigo Girls |
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I'm sure you all missed these. ;)
This time it's a costume for me! I probably won't wear it to cons, because it's from an obscure book series, but I don't care. I'm going to be able to do a photoshoot with ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) talia_speaks for it at the end of the month.
Dress base is done. I know I wanted it to be red, because...well, when cosplaying a character who's main trait is 'seductress', red comes to mind. And I immediately wanted to do the trim/accents in gold, but I can't do that. Red and gold are the Hernalth colors, and the Lady of Falcion would not wear another powerful House's colors. Which led to me pouring over the damn encyclopedia and looking up the colors of every single freaking House on par with or above Triana's.
Dress is red and bronze.
Anyway!
( V'dann Triana Lord Falcion's Summer Casual Gown )
There are still a lot of little additions I need to put on, and I need to finish the sleeves, but here it is in it's 'just come together' stage.
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| 2008-06-09 16:39 |
| Fic: That Which Held Me Is Now Gone; PG-13 |
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| fic, sh4, silent hill |
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This is another one from the Jack Kerouac School of Writing. Forgive me for anything that seems ridiculously bizarre or surreal.
Inspired by the song 'The Glass Prison'.
Title: That Which Held Me Is Now Gone
Fandom: SH4
Characters: Henry Townshend, Frank Sunderland
Word Count: 1894
Spoilers: Full game
Rating: PG-13
AN: Again, Jack Kerouac School of Writing. I fixed spelling mistakes and where I had left out words, or completely misused words, but other than that, I left it as is. As usual, this is going with the 'Escape' ending.
Summary: It was truly over and done with, the darkness retreated and Henry finally free. But there were still small things that needed to be done....
( That Which Held Me Is Now Gone )
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| 2008-06-02 13:55 |
| A Letter to Myself |
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Dear Fey,
You're already worried enough about wearing a full length, heavy velvet multi-layered costume in August. Let's not make things worse by indulging this ridiculous idea to add fur to it. Fur will only make you die of heat exhaustion sooner. I don't care how sexy the red fur you've got would look edging the coat, it's a Bad Idea.
Just make a Winter!Valyn outfit for the off chance you go to a con in like...February. Or just to wear for the hell of it, because admit it, you wear your cosplay outfits randomly whenever you feel like it.
No Love,
Yourself
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| 2008-05-31 15:24 |
| Silent Hill Kink Meme Fics |
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| fic, silent hill |
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I think it's been long enough to re-post, under my own name, what I wrote for the Silent Hill Kink Meme. :D And I wasn't able to write any pr0n yesterday, with my uncle about. Here's some Silent Hill pr0n! We've got sweet and sexy, disturbing and horrific, and... whacky pairing-tastic. :D
Title: Angel in a Centerfold
Pairing: Henry/Eileen
Kink: Photography
Warnings: None really, this is pretty tame
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Henry and Eileen have a very special sort of photoshoot.
( Angel In a Centerfold )
Title: Sacrifice of Flesh
Pairing: Pyramid Head/Maria
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Um, a lot? Non-con, gore, violence, guro, snuff, tentacle-rape. It's Pyramid Head.
Summary: Maria existed for punishment and punishment alone - her own, as well as James'.
( Sacrifice of Flesh )
Title: On The Job
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Pairing: Frank Sunderland/Cynthia
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Prostitution?
Summary: The escort gig wasn't a bad one, and some clients could be...surprising.
( On The Job )
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I believe I have recovered sufficiently! And I actually have a lot to post. :D
Will be jumping back into damned shortly. And it's the first nightshift where I don't have plans for most of my characters, mainly because I've been hiatusing for half of dayshift.
Jumped back into CU already, because I only have two characters and it's a lot less demanding than damned. Plus, you know, Henry can't miss Walter's arrival! And you know, he needs to get in at least one happy day with Eileen before everything goes to hell. :D
I wrote yesterday! I need to edit and tweak it, because I was dancing with Mary Jane when I wrote it, but I'm actually pretty happy with it. I'm also already keeping down solid food, and sleeping well. It's wonderful, it really is.
My small collection of Naomi/L fanart is growing! I've got... seven whole pics now! Thanks to awesome friends and lovely artists at cons who do affordable commissions!
And now... those promised pictures from Sabo! Courtesy of the amazing talia_speaks! Warning for epic amounts of cleavage. No, really. My cleavage will eat your face.
( Lustful Thing )
talia_speaks remains the sole photographer who can actually get pictures of me smiling. And I know, I'm not covering my tattoo in all the pics, but there's really only so many ways I can artistically arrange myself to cover it up.
Thank you to everyone who has cheered me up while I've been sick! It really helped. *hugs all*
Soon I'm going to have to get off my ass and start getting ready for Seattle and Otakon!
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Hi! This is nijawial! I am posting for Fey while since she doesn't want to take her cast off. Never fear! She is standing right nearby making fun of me.
Mwhahaha, I took over. Because I finally had to take the cast off because the plastic wrapping began to stick to me.
Second day of con also awesome. Spent an hour with nijawial doing my makeup, and damn was it worth it! Not only have I had people asking if I'm okay or if it's just really good makeup, a cleaning woman who saw me asked someone if she should call the hospital for me. Apparently, I look seriously injured. Luckily she happened to ask a friend of mine, since she'd seen us talking, and my friend was able to inform her it was all just costume makeup.
We keep getting compliments on it, and people who have no idea who I'm cosplaying as are asking for pictures. Always two: one front, and one back. One even asked for a small photoshoot outside while I was taking a smoke break. :D I've been kind of recognized twice: 'Are you from the Silent Hill where that guy carves stuff into people?' and 'I want to say you're from a Silent Hill, which one?'.
Anyway, let's just get right to the awesome pictures!
( Don't Piss Off Walter )
I'm slowly getting used to only seeing out one eye. My depth perception is shot, which makes lighting a cigarette an adventure every time, and I can't see anyone coming up on my right side. Oh, I've also been asked if it's my real hair or not, which makes me happy, since I did the wig myself. As you can see, I ditched the shoes. Hey, if I were going through what Eileen went through, I'd ditch the strappy heels.
Bought some stuff, hung out, chatted with con-friends, and now it's relax time while Nija reapplies my makeup and touches it up. :D talia_speaks is getting in around five, and we're meeting her at the hotel.
So far, freaking awesome con. :D
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At con! Having an awesome time! Just got back from the poll and jacuzzi, which are amazing. The hotel is incredible! One of the nicest hotels I've stayed at. We have an interior room, with a balcony that overlooks the gorgeous indoor pool and waterfall. It's big and comfy and beautiful. And within easy access of everything.
Day started out odd. We took the airport shuttle from in town down to Phoenix, and there were these two people who kept taking pictures out the window of random nothingness. Just...brown hills and clouds and things. And then we got to the airport.
I was actually already in my Eileen costume, except I had socks on. I was standing on the curb, waiting for luggage, when this airport bellhop guy wanders over and asks me:
"Who kicked you?"
I just kind of stared, a bit confused. He repeated the question, pointing to my leg. "Who kicked you?"
Taken aback, and in character, the only response I could of was "A... bad man named Walter?"
He just walked away.
Got a shuttle with a man who had to be either carrying pot or on it - extreme paranoia, more deserving of the descriptor 'hippy', remained hunched over his bag and wouldn't allow anyone to touch it - and had a nice chat with a very friendly, helpful shuttle driver who even used his GPS system to tell us where all the food in the area was.
Wandered around, got some pics, went up to the room, freshened up - I changed my costume because Eileen without the blood and gore just isn't recognized - and headed to the dealer's room. Hit the dealer's room, which is tiny and with little selection, so I won't blow lots of money. :D I did pick up a Havoc and Riza posted for my sister, and a Vampire Hunter D poster for myself, and a giant Near plushie. I'd never seen a Near before! And I will get myself a Bome or two, and that will probably be it.
Ran into strych9chaitea and chatted for a bit, but then my good con buddy TJ saw me and came running over, and we had a year's worth of catching up to do! And he's doing awesome. :D And fabulous as ever. Then it was poll and jacuzzi time, while we sat and watched some idiot emo teenager climb over an interior balcony and jump down. There were people walking down there, and glass tables, and it was like watching a Darwin Award in progress. Security came, but he had already run back upstairs. We noticed him passing by, and helpfully pointed him out to Security. :D By yelling loudly from the jacuzzi to the hallway "SECURITY! HE'S UP THERE!'. He was dealt with.
And now we have pictures! Yes, I took pictures of other people! And things!
( Cosplay! Fey and Others! )
Tomorrow I'm doing full post-attack Eileen, with all the blood and bruises and bandages. :D But now I need to get out of this wet bathing suit! MORE UPDATES LATER!S
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| 2008-05-22 15:33 |
| Sometimes I Hate My House |
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While I was getting laundry, the light burned out in my workroom/laundry room. And my house is a custom built job, so there's no such thing as a normal light. No, they're encased in fancy glass monstrosities, which require tools to unhinge just to get to the bulb. So I grabbed a chair, grabbed a bulb, and went to work unscrewing the glass cap. This in itself was a feat of epic proportions.
Get the glass off, make sure I have all the screws on hand, and change the actual bulb. Spend five minutes trying to get the glass cap back on properly, then try and screw it in. Two screws won't go in, one keeps falling. I keep having to get down off the chair, back up, do the process all over again.
By now my back is hurting, my arms are shaking, and I'm covered in sweat. I finally get the damn thing on right, screwed in, whatever.
It doesn't work.
I somehow screwed back in the dead lightbulb. The process begins once more.
The screws were dusty and old, so now my hands have that feeling like when I've had tarantulas crawling on them for an extended period of time. My arms are shaking, my back hurts, and I'm exhausted. From changing a fucking light bulb.
I want normal lights. Or at least for the light in my workroom to be solar powered like the rest of the damn lights.
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| 2008-05-22 11:54 |
| I Say Again 'HALP!' |
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Gah! I stayed up later than I planned to last night and passed out on the couch sometime around 1 AM and slept until noon and now I have so much to do and not enough time and someone cast Slow or something so I can get everything done! Laundry cooking baking packing last minute cosplay adjustments sewing cleaning vacuuming....
*proceeds to run about like a chicken with its head cut off*
(And sorry about Gchat dying last night! Net died and then I could only bring Gmail up in the basic view with has no chat option.)
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You're officially braindead when someone else has to make your To-Do and Supplies lists for you.
That's right, my friends, Fey has hit a new level of non-functioning. nijawial had to make my lists for me. And now her internet is being difficult, I am panicking, because apparently I cannot think for myself at the moment.
I used up the last of my brain power figuring out how to make my ponytail clip. Which I did without cutting, gluing, sewing, or wefting. I just took the whole damn wig - bangless, long curly one I had originally bought for Lust but never used - and molded the wig scalp around the banana clip, then secure it with black bands. Clipped it in, shook my head around to make sure it'd stay, and voila! It's now hanging up to dry after being washed and straightened some using the hot water method.
This means if I eventually do a victim!Cynthia cosplay like I'd like to, I can still use this wig.
ANYWAY! PLEASE HALP A DESPERATE AND CONFUSED FEY!
( Supply List So Far )
I know there's obvious stuff I'm forgetting. If anyone has any suggestions, please offer them, because if it's not written down I'm sure I'll forget it. We don't need another instance of Fey packing nothing but costumes and pants. No shirts, no undies, no bras, just pants. That wasn't a fun weekend. Walking ten blocks to a local breakfast cafe in Lust's outfit without panties? Not something I ever want to do again.
I did get some wig stands made, though!
( Homemade Wig Heads )
The second wig from the left is the 'dead cat'.
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| 2008-05-20 11:01 |
| Having Trouble Trying to Sleep.... |
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| Dark of the Matinee - Franz Ferdinand |
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Got very, very little sleep last night. Grabbed a Starbucks mocha at the store, and chugged it, and I am still barely functional.
Good Things:
Got gauze, medical tape, hair color, new shampoo for curly hair, hard nails stuff, and lotion.
Got shuttle tickets for myself and nijawial.
Either every single male at every store I went to has been trained excellently in customer service and instructed to group around a customer and make eager small talk, or I look damn good today.
The Silent Hill Kink Meme has taken off. And it's the first kink meme where I not only wrote, I requested! And both my requests were filled with kinky fic of awesome, so I am thrilled. Eventually I will post at least one of the things I wrote over there here. It's not like it's hard to tell which ones are mine, anyway.
Got a new toy in my cereal this morning. Now I have two little Speed Racer cars, and I can race them. (Shut up, I like little toys.)
Bad Things:
Couldn't find a black hair piece. So I'll be spending the day with my blond one and a black sharpie.
Completely forgot about making my sling. Will need to do that ASAP.
Got maybe two hours of sleep. Am exhausted, headache-y and feel sick.
It's still freaking hot.
My toilet has begun squeaking every time it's flushed. I'm no Mario brother, but I'm pretty sure toilets aren't supposed to squeak.
Still haven't found my controller, and now it's just a few days before the con. I'll have to rely on Youtube for studying Eileen's movement and how she stands/positions herself/idles with her weapons.
Had three localized seizures in the passed ten hours.
Pants.
Will be insanely busy today. Yay stress!
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Holy hell, it's hot.
Which means, inevitably, I'm not feeling well at all. My body doesn't react well to heat, and it tends to leave me nauseas and dizzy. And for some reason, the AC is doing nothing to cool down any of my rooms but my workroom. I finally had to suck it up and clean the bathroom, and did so in a tank top and boxers, with many short breaks to sit down and have water.
But I did get the bathroom clean, and I did get a fic written. I...don't know what I'm going to do about pants. I'm running out of fabric. If I can find a solid, non-patterned pair of old PJ pants, I can dye those. Everything else for the whole costume has come out great, it's just the damn pants I can't manage.
My nightstick is nearly done, too. One more coat of paint to smooth some things down and even the tones out and that will be that. Managed to get some RP replies in, too! Now the smell of grilling burgers is making me both hungry and ill. I will be dining on something cold and light tonight, because I can't handle anything else.
It was supposed to break today, too. Now they're saying tomorrow, probably, but definitely by Wednesday. That doesn't please me.
And the rainy season is coming. I do not fear it, though, for when it comes I shall be able to dance with Maryjane again and not be rendered an invalid for the month due to the pain. And there are good things coming soon! Such very good things.
It doesn't help that I am seized with the desire to make manjuu. Filled with jam rather than anko, because I have yet to find anywhere around here to buy red bean paste. I am also craving steamed buns, as I so often tend to do. And I discovered a recipe for sweet, chocolate filled naan.
That's it, I'm foraging for some food.
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| 2008-05-19 13:57 |
| Fic: Creatures Void of Form; PG-13, L/Naomi |
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| accomplished |
| Traversing the Portals of Reality |
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Written for dn_contest's 8th week! I should be cleaning, but I'm waiting for the AC to cool the house down, else I will pass out from heat.
Title: Creatures Void of Form
Fandom: Death Note
Rating: PG-13
Pairings/Characters: Naomi, L, Watari, vague allusions to L/Naomi.
Warnings: Some disturbing imagery.
Word Count: 2016
Author's Note: This is a small expert from an AU series I have going, in which Naomi quit the FBI and went to work directly with L following the events of Another Note. I don't write them in any order, so they aren't at all necessary to read for this fic. :D
Prompt: Birthday
Summary: Maybe Naomi was becoming more like L than she thought, if she was so absorbed in their current case that she forgot her own birthday.... But someone remembered.
( Creatures Void of Form )
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Where has the day gone?
Fixed Sirius' fly mask. Cleaned. Cleaned a lot. Probably could have cleaned more, but I got distracted by comics while tidying my room and wasted half an hour reading Scott Pilgrim's Precious Little Life. Good comic. Funky, a little trippy, random... all things I enjoy. The art is unique, and very much indy-comic art, but it works. I'll have to pick up the second volume.
I also got distracted when I was cleaning the kitchen by bento. I have a bento box, I just haven't done much of anything with it. It was a Christmas gift from Nija, who finally ended my epic longing for a bento box of my very own. And it's been essentially decorative since then. (I just tried arguing with spellcheck that 'decorational' was a word. *facepalm*) So I had to go look up ideas and inspiration for bento lunches, and then looked up bento accessories online. I think I'm going to get one of those Wal-Mart credit/debit cards so I can order a bunch of novelty cookie cutters shaped like bunnies and strawberries and hearts and things so I can make cute little sammiches. Also, I kind of want one of these. HUSH! I LIKE NOVELTY THINGS! And imagine the lulz it will bring when I casually mention 'oh, I have to stick the humping dog into Watari'. (For those who are terribly confused, my laptop's name is Watari. Also, I have the mental maturity of a twelve year old boy.)
I still need to do my AB!Lust costume and a bunch of ironing, but it's dinner time now - healthier than lunch, roast beef sub with low-fat cheese, sliced cucumbers and pears. It's 5:30 and I have laundry that needs to go into the dryer and I really should start my ironing. But I am le tired. Oh, and I finally got around to putting up a fic list at the top of my journal. I know I forgot some - I swear I posted 'The Madness of Misora Naomi' on here - but I'll tidy it up later.
Esurance commercials are getting stranger and stranger.
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| 2008-05-18 11:42 |
| If I Stop Now, Call Me a Quitter.... |
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| Waiting For You; Live at Heaven's Night |
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I'm being Bad today. I'm having ham and cheese roll ups and chips for lunch. Sweet sliced ham, plain old yellow American cheese, and normal chips. But I figure since I'm down to a 29 inch waist, I can afford to splurge just a little bit. And it's Sunday, and I don't feel like putting anything together for lunch. Hey, it's still well within my calorie limit for the day.
I picked up everything I need for candy sushi this morning, as well as some unflavored gelatin for cosplay wounds. I'm using the gelatin trick instead of liquid latex, because nowhere around here carries it. The local costuming shop went out of business a few months ago - I still mourn it's passing.
Yesterday I washed and brushed all of my wigs, so they look brand new. I even brought back from the brink of the garbage a wig we affectionately call 'the dead cat'. I'm not sure what was done to it, other than...er...being used as a football in the hotel room at PCC, but the thing was a mess. It ended up in my suitcase because no one wanted it, as it was horrible.
I spent an hour or so with it, carefully grooming it and spritzing it and using wig product to make it shine. Now I have a sleek black bob wig. It's high quality, too, for a synthetic. I can't think of any immediate costumes I have planned that it would work for, but I'm sure it'll come in handy. And it may look damn cute with one of my lolita coordinates.
I need to iron and febreeze my AB!Lust costume, and I need to fix Sirius' fly mask. The warm weather has gotten to the horses, and they're being idiots. Rohan pulled off Sirius' mask, and the two of them began playing tug-of-war with it. It was rescued in the nick of time, and is now drying. And of course, I need to clean.
But it's Sunday, I want to just sit on my ass and do nothing. And it's so damn beautiful out....
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Oh for fuck's sake....
After spending the afternoon trying (seven times before it worked) to install Vista updates manually, to conquer a crotch, and make dinner, I'm beat.
I gave up halfway through dinner, too. I was going to make chicken parm, and after I had the chicken seasoned and breaded I decided I really was in no mood to deal with grating cheese and simmering sauce, so I just dumped gravy over the breaded chicken and stuffed it in the oven. It actually turned out pretty well. Sliced up some cucumber, some peaches, made some instant mashed potatoes, and boom, dinner.
I did take half an hour to myself today. I was waiting for paint and wigs to dry, and while I could have used that time to work on damned stuff or whatnot, I said 'fuck it' and grabbed some rice cakes and dried fruit and watched another episode of The Twelve Kingdoms. And I realized it was the first time in weeks I'd just taken some time to relax and just do nothing.
I'm kind of tempted to do it again now, but I've got too much to do. And only so much time, because I'm heading off to the supermarket in the morning for marshmallows, puffed rice cereal, dark chocolate, white chocolate, food coloring and a big baking pan.
I kind of want to take a nap, but it's almost five already.
At least in exactly one week, nijawial and I will be living it up down in the city at Sabo.
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| 2008-05-17 13:12 |
| Cosply Mishaps and Other Hilarities |
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| Tea and Thorazine - Andrew Bird |
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I started the first coat of paint on my nightstick/baton. It's made, as all my props are, primarily out of duct tape. Which is black. The paint is also black - a matte black, to smooth things out and fill in gaps and make it less shiny. I set it on newspapers to dry, and there is a bottle of black paint and a paintbrush right next to it.
I went out to the garage to have a some before starting on washing wigs. The garage is right off of my workroom, there's a door that connects the two. As I'm out there, I suddenly here 'What the hell?' from inside. Followed by 'what is this crap?'.
My father, who has a keen interest in this whole cosplay thing, had apparently decided he wanted to play with my nightstick - since the sword has been moved to my bedroom to make room and he can't pick that up and play with it at will - while it was wet with paint.
I snuff my cigarette and rush in, exclaiming 'WET PAINT! WET PAINT!' even though it does no good now. Which led to me explaining why I'm painting something that's already black, well, black. So now I have to make little 'wet paint' signs for anything that's drying.
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In other news, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, jade_pen! I hope it's as awesome as you are!
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I'm doing some heat-bonding for trim, and I discovered I did not have an iron. So I went and asked my mother if she had one. She said she did. She procured it for me and I gaped in horror. It looks to be about circa 1970, is covered with dust to the point where the orangish yellow surface appears gray, and gives them impression of being remarkably unsafe. It is dangerous. It is an iron from the depths of the ages, a giant unwieldy thing that looks as though it will leap from the counter and sear my throat in a fit of elderly rage. I can feel it's resentment at being woken from its sound slumber radiating off of it. It is an iron straight from a Stephen King novel.
But it's the only iron I've got.
Wish me luck.
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