The Isolated Blurt BDSM Thread

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Yeah, it's more a dialect than a language of its own and online translators wouldn't be what I was looking for anyway; the way people simulate various American accents in text is more what I'm after. Thanks anyway.
 
I'm going to college because I'm sick of living on welfare. K is, eventually, going to seminary. The pay of a pastor isn't real dependable.

But who knows. I really want to do art, so maybe I'll just bite the bullet and teach. lol

Passion is valuable. More valuable than pure talent in many cases. And, moreover, passion is what will make you happy more often than not. You may not wind up rich, but if you take what you love and make money off of it, you will certainly be more happy than if you do something lucrative that you hate.

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I'm pretty interested in process and making things efficient so I can definitely see where you're coming from. I also can be fairly lazy so I do try to find the easiest way to make something still look fantastic.

The laziness is a good part of it for me. I'm always looking for the better way to do something.

I guess the problem I would have with the miniatures is making sure the paint ended up where I want it. I can definitely see that you work in washy layers so everything doesn't have to be perfectly exact but it has to be fairly close with most and spot on with some layers.

I absolutely love layers in things. I love being able to see through layers to see part of the process too and not being able to see all of it so that there is some mystery to the piece as well.

Yep, it is about layers. If you look at the dwarfs, you can probably see that the top block layer is the brown stuff. That was really the only layer that had to be seriously clean on those. Figuring that out was the key to painting those models. I can be sloppy on most of the rest of the colours so long as the brown looks good (and a few other areas of course, but you get my point there.)

I like the washy layers because it lets me quickly build up a variety of interesting effects. It also makes natural use of the topography/texture of the model. It adds to the already 3D look by enhancing it in the right way. I also tend to have an eye towards what room light will do to the model and work with that.
 
Completely losing track of time and space is one of the reasons I do art. There's nothing like it.

Yep. I just love 'art space'. It's so relaxing. When I come back to the 'real world', I'm just so much calmer and relaxed and patient.

Passion is valuable. More valuable than pure talent in many cases. And, moreover, passion is what will make you happy more often than not. You may not wind up rich, but if you take what you love and make money off of it, you will certainly be more happy than if you do something lucrative that you hate.

I also like to write. lol I just prefer art. Believe me, I have no intention of doing something I hate for the rest of my life.

But, honestly, blue was pointing out that I could get my masters and teach college. Stuff to think about.
 
Yeah, it's more a dialect than a language of its own and online translators wouldn't be what I was looking for anyway; the way people simulate various American accents in text is more what I'm after. Thanks anyway.
Sorry... I should have put a :rolleyes: in at the end of that, to show I was just bein' a smartass.
 
I was walking on the street this morn and as the cars passed me by, for a sec I saw myself dying.

And it felt good.




Don't be mistaken, I am not sayin this to get all your huggs. *shrug*

I am just fucking sick of this life.
 
DUDES! So, two minutes ago, I'm working away on my laptop, on my bed, when this motherfucking huge centipede drops from the ceiling. These things are straight out of a horror movie and one sting can numb your entire leg - and hurt like crazy!

Luckily I had some bug spray at the ready but that only "stunned" the thing, as it made a desperate attempt to climb on the bed. While it was wiggling, I grabbed a broom and used the hard edge to chop it in half.

The head was still trying to bite when I tossed it in the garbage.

Ick, ick, ick!
 
DUDES! So, two minutes ago, I'm working away on my laptop, on my bed, when this motherfucking huge centipede drops from the ceiling. These things are straight out of a horror movie and one sting can numb your entire leg - and hurt like crazy!

Luckily I had some bug spray at the ready but that only "stunned" the thing, as it made a desperate attempt to climb on the bed. While it was wiggling, I grabbed a broom and used the hard edge to chop it in half.

The head was still trying to bite when I tossed it in the garbage.

Ick, ick, ick!
Points Keroin in the direction of the "Where are the men?" thread... then remembers: Oh yeah, we have pictorial proof that Keroin is NOT a man... :eek:
 
Points Keroin in the direction of the "Where are the men?" thread... then remembers: Oh yeah, we have pictorial proof that Keroin is NOT a man... :eek:

Ever seen the video of the giant centipede eating the mouse? Yeah, I would not fault anyone of any gender for being icked out over something like that.

And, on top of that, she dealt with. Rawr, Keroin.

To Keroin, THIS is why I do not live in the tropics. It's hard enough to keep the eentsy, harmless bugs out of the house around here. I do NOT want to deal with bugs that can fuck me up.

Centipede
Ceiling
Drop
Bed

HORROR MOVIE
 
Points Keroin in the direction of the "Where are the men?" thread... then remembers: Oh yeah, we have pictorial proof that Keroin is NOT a man... :eek:

Which I think was, subconsciously, the whole point of that thread.

Ever seen the video of the giant centipede eating the mouse? Yeah, I would not fault anyone of any gender for being icked out over something like that.

And, on top of that, she dealt with. Rawr, Keroin.

To Keroin, THIS is why I do not live in the tropics. It's hard enough to keep the eentsy, harmless bugs out of the house around here. I do NOT want to deal with bugs that can fuck me up.

Centipede
Ceiling
Drop
Bed

HORROR MOVIE

LOL. Yeah, heart just settling down now. And funny, one of my neighbours, a man, just popped by. I told him what happened and the look on his face was priceless. He said, (in a thick Kiwi accent), "God, you're creeping me out just talking about it! I hate those bloody things and you can't kill them unless you chop them into ten pieces with a bush knife!"

But I do feel like beating my chest about now or eating some raw meat or leaving the toilet seat up or something.

RAWR!!!
 
Which I think was, subconsciously, the whole point of that thread.



LOL. Yeah, heart just settling down now. And funny, one of my neighbours, a man, just popped by. I told him what happened and the look on his face was priceless. He said, (in a thick Kiwi accent), "God, you're creeping me out just talking about it! I hate those bloody things and you can't kill them unless you chop them into ten pieces with a bush knife!"

But I do feel like beating my chest about now or eating some raw meat or leaving the toilet seat up or something.

RAWR!!!
Beating your chest? <PERK!> I'll volunteer! You don't mind if I bring a few toys (leather, wooden, hands) with me for the task, do you? :D

(I'm not even going near the eating raw meat comment... :eek: )
 
Beating your chest? <PERK!> I'll volunteer! You don't mind if I bring a few toys (leather, wooden, hands) with me for the task, do you? :D

(I'm not even going near the eating raw meat comment... :eek: )

Now, SW, everyone knows you're an ass man. ;)

(Can't get skittering noise out of my head...ick, ick, ick! Cod, I'm so glad it didn't drop "on" me!)
 
Beating your chest? <PERK!> I'll volunteer! You don't mind if I bring a few toys (leather, wooden, hands) with me for the task, do you? :D

(I'm not even going near the eating raw meat comment... :eek: )

Reminds me of the scene in Bananas where a woman runs into the rebel camp with her hands around her naked breast yelling that she was bitten by a snake. Every guy in camp runs after her to show that he learned the "suck out the poison" lesson during training earlier that day.
 
In unrelated, non-insect news, the two five-year-old twins of a friend, on the island, each made me a birthday card. one said, "Happy Birtbay" and the other had a portrait of me. Apparently, I have very blocky, bowed legs and gigantic camel humps for shoulders. Meh, could be worse.

Kids crack me up.
 
Beating your chest? <PERK!> I'll volunteer! You don't mind if I bring a few toys (leather, wooden, hands) with me for the task, do you? :D

(I'm not even going near the eating raw meat comment... :eek: )

I eat raw meat often. It's tasty stuff.

Tako sashimi is the best, period.

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Now, SW, everyone knows you're an ass man. ;)

(Can't get skittering noise out of my head...ick, ick, ick! Cod, I'm so glad it didn't drop "on" me!)

Okay, ENOUGH with the noise descriptions. My imagination does NOT need the help.
 
It never ceases to amaze me how much men (yes even Dom men) are lead by their cocks.
 
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