Two skirts!!
I can't draw hands.And here's Meep again:
I invented another species the other day. They're called Eigon, which is derived from 'eigion', the Welsh word for 'ocean'. They're kinda like mermaids (and mermen) but different. Like, they have these shark fin things all along their backs and tails and are sometimes mistaken for sea serpents when they swim near the surface.
And here's a female one:
Oh yeah, they have these tentacle-type things for hands, like a squid, see? There's all these tiny suckers on their palms. Yeah.
Wow, this turned out tiny... anyway, it's some random German chick with a gun. Pose practice that rather failed.
Extremely troublesome business indeed. Plus, I dragged my hand through her while drawing something else on the same page and got her all smeary. Meh. *flaps hands in disgust*
Oh yeah, they have these tentacle-type things for hands, like a squid, see? There's all these tiny suckers on their palms. Yeah.Wow, this turned out tiny... anyway, it's some random German chick with a gun. Pose practice that rather failed.
Extremely troublesome business indeed. Plus, I dragged my hand through her while drawing something else on the same page and got her all smeary. Meh. *flaps hands in disgust* I injured my arm yesterday at Taekwondo. I have an ice pack on it now, which is making it rather difficult to type... but yeah, I was holding a kicking shield for someone and they kicked me so hard that I fell backwards and landed on my left wrist. Hurtses. *hugs arm to self* It BETTER not be broken. Snarl.
Commander Kip
TEEN TITANS! (And I thought Star's pudding tasted bad...)
Normal is overrated!





Those tattoos Miss Laini designed are EPIC. We're both wearing our pointy earses, see? *points* There are some better pics, but they have our lovely faces in them, which, of course, you don't want to see (or more accurately, our paranoid parents don't want you to see.) My mommie thinks everybody's a stalker. *cackles, wrings hands*










I haz waaay too many necklaces. But mi madre is a genius to think of hangin' 'em up so they don't get all tangly.
Dresses and skirts and so on. And scarves, but those are kinda irrelevant just now (it's like a hundred zillion degrees outside.) Can you tell I'm a skirt person? 
How can you not love the color purple after seeing this room? Mommie and I spent the better part of an afternoon sticking those sticker-decal things to the ceiling, but I think it was worth it. 









