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Currently Unlocked Lineup:
Pajama Party Dave
Puff the Magic Pendragon Howl
Space Jesus Sufferer
THE AFRO OF DESTINY APPEARS…TO BOX?!?!
Katsu Event #2 (in no particular order)
Running into this guy No one understands how much I just simply adore him. He’s totes so cool, and is basically what made my Otakon2012 the best con I ever attended, so of course running into him at Katsu was just a huge day brightener. He is my absolute fav con go-er, and I’m so sad that I didn’t get a chance to talk to him as long as I wanted to. A+ human be-ing over here.
(look a me having con feels like 2 weeks later lol)
You are one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met at conventions, and you deserve all the praise in the world for how wonderful your drawing abilities are. This comic in particular has absolutely made my day, at the very least. Keep being awesome.
For anyone curious, my muscles are exactly to scale.
These two are/were amazing!
Yeah, it’s no big deal. We’re awesome all the time. Just can’t help it.
That I am.
And it shall be the adventure of the ages!
I’ll be paneling with macabrekawaii in The Philosophy of Pokemon, Let’s Talk About Homestuck, and then Girl’s Guide to Hentai.
SO GET READY, BECAUSE WE’RE GOING TO PAAAAARTY
Do you feel it in your heart
Do you believe in the power of Homestuck?
Search deep within yourself, for the answer lies within.
Do you feel it, that light that calls out to you?
Embrace it’s warmth as it whispers to you, “homestuck”
LOOK DEEP WITHIN YOUR HEART SIMBA
FOR YOU KNOW IT TO BE TRUE.
YOU ARE HOMESTUCK.
At least he isnt talking.
I SHALL SHOW YOU THE DANCE OF MY PEOPLE
sirdoctorace, PRINCE OF FAE, PROTECTOR OF ROCK AND ROLL, AND WEARER OF CAPES AND SHADES.
So yesterday I, as always, updated my facebook quite excessively. Well apparently Sir Mitchell took umbrage with this and told me I updated too much. So I made a snarky update about updating too much, and said he should file a formal complaint.
So being that he is the cause of and solution to all my problems, he lodged a formal fucking complaint:The formalest of all complaints.Written upon the bark of the elder tree, with ink formed from the black pits of one thousand souls. It was presented in an envelope adorned with gold, the paper having been recycled from the stolen Constitution of the United States, courtesy of Nicolas Cage; of whom feels strongly about the subject at hand. For it’s smell, it was sprinkled with Oscar Wilde’s lavender scented remains. The wording of such a letter was as follows: “Thou art pinning thine audacious words upon mine door with a frequency that is unacceptable. As such, thou hath been formally notified to cease and desist such actions immediately. This notification hath been presided over by the following: one Sir Nicolas Cage, first of his name, King of Thieves, Presider of Dinosaurs, and Wearer of Birds and one Sir Mitchell Guadagni, first of his name, Prince of the Fae Realm, Protector of Rock and Roll, and Wearer of Capes and Shades.”So clearly. This had to happen.
artwork by the brutally talented Zombie Romance (y’all should commission her / buy her rad shit!)
As the Prince of Fae, Prince of Rock and Roll, and Wearer of Capes and Shades
I deem this story both true and well-accounted. Her status’ were as unruly as they were overwhelming, and had to be culled accordingly.
However, we here are gentlepeople of sense. So the formalest of all motherfucking complaints was in order.
My job here is done, the internet is now safe.
Zombie Romance is absolutely phenomenal, and as she has drawn my visage here so shall she draw your wildest dreams in the forms of commissions.
Why thank you!
The money would go to the funds of Taking Names Inc., a sub-corporation of Ass-Kickery Co.