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Thrown once more into the jaws of the Con

Mon Jun 22, 2009, 11:06 AM
Oh hello… it is once again time for you to listen to my tales of lies and squalor… so prepare your ears for the hideous screeching and howling that I am preparing to emit.

As you are all aware, I am merely a parasitic entity that lives within the slowly withering husk of a human body… and as you also know I love to go to comic conventions… upon the request of a friend / meal , I was invited to go to heroes con in the fabled lands of Charlotte NC… the trip took many moons, and we faced countless hardships… we lost two of our guides… one to the harsh elements, and the other to my hideous hunger for human flesh…

Finally after much of our morale was lost, we reached the great hall of the convention… it was just like the stories… without any hesitation we entered the selectively permeable membrane of the convention center, and then came the HATE!

The convention itself was quite lovely ( though it was a little smaller than last year ) the guests were good but I was more interested in the unknown artists that were banished to the Inde Island to rot and fester in obscurity… I have always enjoyed the artistic styles that I am confronted with at the hands of the unknown creators. they always seem to be different and intriguing… as I viewed their wonderful work I had but only one choice… gobble them up and steal their power… so I did just that

After the hefty meal we continued our trip around the convention center and we encountered the finest our society had to offer… the laughing crying screaming unwashed masses… there was enough obesity in the Con to throw the world off its axis and send us hurtling, without hope, into the heart of our sun… we viewed all of the sights and then some… I enjoyed every polyp picking minute of it…

After fatigue set in we diffused back across the membranous entrance and into our newly stolen hover cars… all in all I give the Con three thumbs up ( all on the same hand )…
It was fun experience and even now as my calcified body continues to waste away it is a memory I will treasure for the next several moments…

Okay done treasuring

Good bye for now my dreadful children sleep well for I will call upon you soon

  • Mood: Disbelief
  • Listening to: The hideous rats in the walls
  • Reading: how to kill someone with your bare hands
  • Watching: My reflection slowly disappearing
  • Playing: A delightful game of LANDYLAND
  • Eating: styrofoam
  • Drinking: my own body weight in pop

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  • Current Residence: deep within the core of mars
  • deviantWEAR sizing preference: larger than life
  • Print preference: print my own money!
  • Interests: art
  • Favourite movie: planet terror, howls moving castle, serenity, sin city
  • Favourite band or musician: talking heads, rammstein, freezepop, pink floyd, vector lovers, daft punk, Jhonathan coulton,
  • Favourite genre of music: electronic
  • Favourite artist: kristofer straub, scott kurtz, david byrne, marry rose lee,
  • Favourite poet or writer: sandy mitchell, dan abnett ,
  • Favourite photographer: david byrne
  • Favourite style of art: Sptting ink into my hand and smearing it on the cave wall
  • Operating System: GLaDOS
  • MP3 player of choice: iPOD "steve jobs all the way"
  • Shell of choice: sea
  • Wallpaper of choice: yellow
  • Skin of choice: the flesh of an orphan
  • Favourite game: Portal / deadspace
  • Favourite gaming platform: play station and/or old fashioned arcade games
  • Favourite cartoon character: Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV,
  • Personal Quote: "strange but not a stranger"
  • Tools of the Trade: pen, pencils, prismacolor markers, and camera

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Hey man I need you to call me when you get a chance about tomorrow, i sent my number on facebook.

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Yes the titles are deep intricate messages that are all derived from the insipidness of the world, and they are a visual representations of Nelson Rockefellers guide to dehumanizing bureaucracy… there are many socio-thematic overtones, and psycho political undercurrents that are inescapable. Also there are many parallels with many of the latter works of Fyodor Mikhaylovich Dostoyevsky after his exile to Omsk.

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There is no such thing as the Inquisition. anyone who says otherwise will be executed by the Inquisition.
yessssssss.

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There is no such thing as the Inquisition. anyone who says otherwise will be executed by the Inquisition.
aarrgghh why????? why must you do that to me? its so aggravating to have my own extrovertedness used against me, my need to know is killing me
Yes good the need is killing you… killing you in much the same way as a hobo would kill a pigeon…

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There is no such thing as the Inquisition. anyone who says otherwise will be executed by the Inquisition.
Yeeeees…. I do an equal amount of photography and drawn works, but I don’t have a very good scanner so it takes a lot more effort to get my drawings uploaded onto DA.

I am glad that you like them… I subsist upon the nice comments of the living… it is through their power that I rise from the dead ( much like zombie Jesus) to feed on the rich red blood of the damned…

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There is no such thing as the Inquisition. anyone who says otherwise will be executed by the Inquisition.
Aww, I'd love to see more of you drawings up here.You're style of art is amazing!
And I always thought Zombie Jesus feasted on the souls of Communist badgers out to steal his Coco-puffs...huh... I learned something new today. :D

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"Write injuries in sand, and kindness in marble"-French Proverb
Hah, thanks for the faves! :P

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"Write injuries in sand, and kindness in marble"-French Proverb

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