bird shaming ft archimedes
Pyrovision’s neat! C: Sorry for the gore…
I know I said I was on drawing hiatus but I really needed a distraction at the moment. And tf2 drawing calms me.. (;-;) I have met a lot of immature jerks on servers and it rarely fazes me, but having to meet this one particular player today put me in the most sour and frustrated mood. But it’s all in the past, I must let it goo… And draw this short engiexpyro comic for my dear friend lightcharm ;D
Massage that beautiful refreshing lather into your scalp for healthy keratin enforced hair with a delightful scent of glazed ham.
It annoys me how little attention my 0031_log series seems to get nowadays in comparison to other fanfics on the sites I post them on, especially given the thought I’ve put into it goes beyond “um well I wanted to write you know ‘Reader/Entire Team’ so that like I could fantasize about everyone LOL”, but… eh, I guess that’s the nature of the beast. That’s kind of what a lot of people expect out of fanfic, and what a lot of people read it for.
Leastways when I’m done with this, I’ll put a hold on any possible extensions of the story and go to working on Fireman and Dystopia for a while at least.
Sure, yell at me and not the Scout who was doing the conga for the first minute of the game.
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I get more pissed when my teammates don’t leave in alone for me to deal with (when I’m able to) and end up making the thing detonate where every teammate aside from me and maybe the Scout are, killing like half of them. My logic is unless the Engineer is unable to reach his buildings LEAVE THE SENTRY BUSTER ALONE!
1946 hours, February 13, 1973.
I am very scared right now. I am recording this because there is nowhere to look for consolation or guidance. That must be why humans write journals sometimes, because it gives the illusion that you are telling a person your thoughts and they are listening.
Now I fully understand that some of you fine folks may not have stumbled across this story before and are thus intrigued but completely confused by everything that I have said up to now. Well if you want to get in on the fun, you can start reading from the beginning! Here’s the rest of the installments in the Of Metal Men series for your perusing pleasure.
Dell’s Letter (4,115 words total)
The Second Letter (677 words total)
E-001_log (32,149 words total)
0031_log (34,702 words and counting)
Dell’s Letters (it’s the first two combined and it’s 4,737 words total)
E-001_log (31,379 words total)
0031_log (34,183 words and counting)
The reason why the room was pink was because on black and white film, hues of red become dark shades of black. Pink is the perfect balance to give it that dark creepy grey.
A related fun fact: while old black and white film was under-sensitive to reds, it was correspondingly over-sensitive to greens. Actors whose characters were meant to have unnaturally pale complexions - like Morticia Addams - would often take advantage of this by wearing makeup with a green base tint in order to make their faces “pop”. This is where the modern trope of cartoon vampires having green skin comes from.
These are some fun fucking facts