Surprise, Bitch! Bet you thought you saw the last of me!

Ahem.

I'm back and cleaning things up around here. Newer artwork will be posted. Older stuff will be posted and put into folders.

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http://martyrized.tumblr.com/post/45688427852

Sketchblog: blog.martyrized.com

I suck at updating more than one site at a time.

I do almost daily uploads of sketches/doodles/shitty digital work/costume tomfoolery on my site: Martyrized.com... so definitely go there, loves.

I had a blast at the Grand Masquerade in NOLA this year. I am definitely going back.

i love finding things out after the fact.

no, really.

yeah.

new site is up and running, powered by blogger.

martyrized.com

go.

So I picked myself up a couple handfuls (Read: 8) square 2.5" canvases while I was staying at the maternal unit's place. On said tiny-canvases, I have doodled little tentacle groupings, which I <strike>may</strike> will edit to be more detailed. I will be painting them this weekend, as a means to relax for my birthday, and will post them when they dry.

That said, I will be offering these for sale as auction pieces. More happyfun stuff to follow.

I've been a slackity-slacker of the worst sort, and I am in the process of watching back all you lovely folks who'd watched me over the course of the year I've been in this wacky scene.

Thanks again for watching, faving, and commenting! I hearts you all. Feel free to spam the crap out of my page and journals. :3

Edited to add this nugget of joy stolen blatantly from my Nefarious Love.

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*Friends! Please fill this out so I can get to know you better!

Your Full Name:

Age:

Single or Taken:

Favorite Movie:

Favorite Song:

Favorite Band/Artist:

Dirty or Clean:

Tattoos and/or Piercings:

Whats your philosophy on life?

Would you have my back in a fight?

Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?

What is your favorite memory of us?

Would you give me a kidney?

Tell me one odd/intresting fact about you:

Would you take care of me when I'm sick?

Can we get together and make a cake?

Have you heard any rumors of me lately?

Do you think I'm a good person?

Would you drive across country with me?

Do you think I'm attractive?

If you could change anything about me, would you?

What do you wear to sleep?

Would you come over for no reason just to hang out?

Would you go on a date with me if I asked you?

If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?

Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

Looking at my page hits, and I've decided that I'll do the gift-art-per-milestone thing.

Now, back to expelling yellowish-green slime from my nostrils.

10.10.10

save the date.

ATTENTION MARYLAND, VIRGINIA, AND SURROUNDING STATE LOCAL GAMERS AND FURS!!!

I will be at Game Con 2010 in Aberdeen, MD! (http://gamecon2010.webs.com)
I won't be vendoring, but I'll be there doodling and Larping Vampire: The Masquerade there. My friends have all worked very hard on this convention, and it's only the second year for it, so I think everyone who can-- should go!

Pre-registration is still open for NINE DAYS, so get crackin'!

I'm kind of a slowpoke and have been severely slacking on coming up with a whole site of stuff to post. I have finally decided that I need to actually make my dot com live again. So I want some input here.

What kind of content -should- I stick up there? I have art, erotic-ish art, smut-fiction, novels of semi-adult fan-fiction and comic ideas. I have also done general life bloggery, and product/game reviews. I know less is more in most cases, but I wonder what content other people would be interested in.

Subject matter includes: World of Warcraft characters, World of Darkness characters, and various free-form RP characters I've generated over the years.

Comment! I want input!

I don't think I've ever felt so lonely before.

OW OW OW OW.

I just got in from Missouri last night. Went to sleep earlyish, and then woke up in the hours we can associate with 'wee' to a severe, intense, burning pain starting at my right hip and radiating down to my leg. I tried to move my leg in any number of directions, and it hurt so much I was almost friggin' crying. I even straightened my leg back out and it still hurt.

ugh. fuck this.

i can barely move around and I got shit to do goddammit.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prvvKpuVp_I

Stephen Lynch

my fuckin head hurts. feels like it is in a vice that is just... tightening and tightening... ughouch.

working through the night to get some actual work done instead of fucking off on WoW. Whee.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9WoQQ-mAQeE

The Wet Spots.

what do you do when you find out that one of your best friends might die too soon?

how do you react when the prognosis is one of, if not the foulest words in medical language, and you're impotent to do anything but mumble that you're sorry?

she's more of a sister to me than my own sister. she married the man i readily would take a bullet for. but I can't take this bullet for her.

as a race, we all have an expiration date, obviously. but what are you supposed to do when you find out that expiration date is sooner than you anticipated?

Stolen from
The characters who'll be answering are Voodoo (the 'sona), Jenny Talia (The Nosferatu), and Ythika (The Emodar Vindicator)

1. How old are you?

Voo: *Wrinkles nose* Older than I let on.
Jenny: Thirty-three. And I am still fabulous.
Ythika: *Narrows eyes.* I stopped counting after I left Karabor.

2. What's your height?

Voo: Five feet and change.
Jenny: With or without platforms?
Ythika: Nine feet, seven inches.

3. Are you a virgin?

Voo: Nah.
Jenny: Fffffuuuuuck no.
Ythika: *Eyebrow arch.* Getting rather nosy, aren't we?

4. Who's your mate/spouse?

Voo: I have several from whom I derive pleasure.
Jenny: Erm... no thanks.
Ythika: Lord Xannivard Ral'kas. *Small smile.*

5. Do you have any kids?

Voo: No.
Jenny: Um... yeah, no.
Ythika: My beautiful son Arethzael.

6. What's your favourite food?

Voo: Steak. And it best be bleeding.
Jenny: Sushi.
Ythika: Roast Clefthoof and Telaari Grapes.

7. What's your favourite ice cream flavor?

Voo: Karamel Sutra
Jenny: Phish Food
Ythika: I've enjoyed Tigule and Foror's Strawberry Ice Cream.

8. Have you killed anyone?

Voo: Yes.
Jenny: Not... intentionally. *Shifty eyes*
Ythika: Thousands.

9. Do you hate anyone?

Voo: No.
Jenny: Nah.
Ythika: ...

10. Have any secrets?

Voo: Just yours.
Jenny: Erm... I'm kind of an open book sort of gal on most subjects. But I keep plenty secret to guard the tools I am still using.
Ythika: You will do well to not ask again. *Cracks knuckles and straightens ominously.*

11. What is your job?

Voo: I dance, tell fortunes, and charm snakes.
Jenny: I'm an advisor and architect. I also DJ at clubs, and I used to model for Calvin Klein back in the '90's. Oh! And I sometimes to live-action hentai porn for a little extra scratch! Love that!
Ythika: I am the Ebon Dragon of The Coils of Nidhoggr. Personal Guardian of the Marquis Ythgar Vinguld of House Vintrymmig and Nidhoggr Hall.

12. What do you do to relax?

Voo: Fuck.
Jenny: Build shit.
Ythika: Fight.

13. Where would you rather be lost: in a deserted village in the middle of a haunted forest surrounded by undead cults, or in a desert dotted with ruins filled with gold but no available water source?

Voo: The forest village. Cultists are delicious.
Jenny: Honey, I am the undead cult.
Ythika: The forest. I will smash the undead and cleanse the taint.

14. What are/were your parents like?

Voo: Parents?
Jenny: Rich, Park Avenue snots. But otherwise not bad people, for mortals. My -sire- Malaki was a dessicated beautiful corpse of a man. Well-read... and so smart! *schoolgirlish sigh*
Ythika: Loyal. Dutiful. Pure. They too were vindicators, and they would have lain their life down for the Light I've forsaken.

15. What music genre would describe you perfectly?

Voo: Tribal or Middle Eastern instrumentals
Jenny: TECHNO TECHNO TECHNO!!!!!!!!!
Ythika: ...

16. Do you want to say something to your readers?

Voo: ...
Jenny: Remember kids-- Nothin' says lovin' like a tentacle in the oven! Nine out of ten Japanese schoolgirls agree!
Ythika: *Walks away.*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMfneL5eU8A

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For whatever reason, I have this horrendous, high-school-twattish tendency to angst and fume and piss and moan about everything in my life when I could just as easily figure out a way to fix things myself. Or, at the very least, I could pause before I act and realize what kind of cyclic bullshit I am about to perpetuate. But I don't, and I can't fathom why I don't, in hindsight. This, my friends, is the very fucking definition of insanity... or one of them, at least.

That said... the next few months are going to be rough on me, as I will be scrimping and saving every penny I can so that I can at least have the means to move out of the middle of nowhere into my own place.
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Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night,
just to check out the late-night record shop.
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

It's a matter of instinct, it's a matter of conditioning,
It's a matter of fact.
You can call me Pavlov's dog
Ring a bell and I'll salivate- how'd you like that?
Dr. Landy tell me you're not just a pedagogue,
cause right now I'm

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

So I'm lying here, just staring at the ceiling tiles.
and I'm thinking about what to think about.
Just listening and relistening to Smiley Smile,
and I'm wondering if this is some kind of creative drought
because I am

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

And if you want to find me I'll be out in the sandbox,
wondering where the hell all the love has gone.
Playing my guitar and building castles in the sun,
and singing "Fun, Fun, Fun."

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

I had a dream that I was three hundred pounds
and though I was very heavy,
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me, I couldn't see the ground
Somebody help me because I'm

Lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did
Well I'm lying in bed just like Brian Wilson did.

Drove downtown in the rain nine-thirty on a Tuesday night.
Just to check out the late-night record shop.
Call it impulsive, call it compulsive, call it insane;
but when I'm surrounded I just can't stop.

i'm out of my element here.

see you around.

not happy. grr.

...

nevermind

i've crawled out of bed just long enough to reinstall my tablet drivers. i have taken enough nyquil to knock out a small horse, and there is a rubber-covered bed with my name all over it.

fear not, my friends, i have access to the interbutts on my crackberry, so i can talk if you so desire.

don't expect me not to bust out singing Men Without Hats, though.

nyquil does strange things to me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HcOZ6xFxJqg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kZb-.....W-pwM&NR=1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GwoqgBVW1G8

Teh Robot got me sick. And I am getting sicker by the minute. My melon hurts. :<

Just a link to a song that I cannot get out of my head: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5mULa8WxTa4

Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.
No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.
I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.
But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.
Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.
But you're on to me and all over me.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on
The ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.
The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down