(Impatient foot tapping).
No. I'm not going to say it yet.
Stop it, crazy old man.
Tsk, tsk. That's not how you treat your favorite left shoe.
What? What do you want me to say? They don't even know yet! I'm not going to give it away!
YOU WERE RIGHT. ARE YOU HAPPY?
Now can we move on to the other stuff?
Always trust your resident madman!
Right, so now that's over with.
Was that really necessary?
Right... I'm done with half my heavy midterms! I just have an exam in Math and Poli Sci and that'll all be out of the way! Woohoo! So, yesterday came and I had a day off, and I sat trying to write, but I was still so fried from midterms... so I did something else! I made some POSES.
Well, one pose. I accidentally lost the first one I nearly completed for Mania... and then I accidentally exited out of Blender before saving the other. (Heavy sighs). I will start making more poses regularly now, though I probably won't do anything too crazy. The one I made wasn't even actually for this story (it was for SotN), but I'll still show you the work I did because I'm so stinking proud of it.
My one lousy pose that I couldn't even get her face to look right because for some reasons the controls stopped working halfway through and I didn't want to lose my progress and start all over again so... Yeah.
So, little known fact is my darling Ezzie is a violinist. Not just any violinist but a street performer. She spends a lot of her time homeless due to Calypso chasing her, so this is often how she makes ends meet. She doesn't just stand and perform though, she moves around, she walks on fountains, she does stunts.
Finding violin poses are hard enough as it is (and a violin case was even difficult - but I found one unfortunately only for CAS, but it works).
Blah blah blah, need I remind you which story this is?
Shhh, let me have my moment!
So yeah, small progress made, and I even got it all packaged up into this beautiful stance:
Ezzie is just too pretty anyways. One killer thing was trying to get proper fingering on the bow/violin. The object itself is attached to one of the finger joints, so if you move that joint the whole thing moves, which makes for awkward ring-finger positioning.
My Fiance, Alex, was frowning because he's played the violin since he was a wee lad and he was like "yeah, that's not how you hold a bow."
I looked at him, "shhhh, it is now."
I did my best, but bows are tricky and this one was attached in such a weird way that I would deform her fingers (horrifically, I mean her ring finger would be so far dislocated it wouldn't even seem attached) to do things "correctly." So, this is the best I've got.
Anyways, I'm rested and ready to go, so I'm working more on the next chapter, so that's really what I wanted to share with you.
Yes, and that I'm right.
Yes, and that Majnun is right. He's always right.
Yippee! Wait... who are we talking about? Not him again!
Of course not, just you.
He's so arrogant. Pish posh. I'm better anyways.
How dare you! I'm clearly me.
Right, we're getting nowhere. Thanks everyone!
You're forgetting something, as usual.
Character's page is updated and done! Mostly spoiler-free for new readers save for obvious things like Olivia's trial and whatnot. Carry on!
Be free! Run like the wind!
(Livvielove puts head in hands). Why do I let my characters live here? Why?
Quinn: "You love us here, at least the characters who don't exist yet are staying quiet."
B&D: "It's soooo hard!"
Shhh, you guys really don't exist for like... several generations. Shush! Shush! ALL OF YOU!
(Esmerelda whaps Quinn). "Behave. You stirred up Dumb and Dumber."
Quinn: "Behave? I'm afraid that's not a word in my dictionary."
Esmerelda: "Is 'sleeping outside' in your dictionary?"
Quinn sighs heavily and sits down.
BOTH OF YOU BE QUIET, THIS ISN'T EVEN YOUR STORY!
Esmerelda: "Well maybe if you would just write our story we wouldn't have to interrupt your other stories."
Quinn nods in agreement.
Do you see this mutiny?
I told you the pirates were coming. You never listen to me.
I'M PULLING THE PLUG ON THIS AUTHOR'S NOTE. YOU'RE ALL OUT OF HAND.
In Unison: "NOOOOO!"
I promise I'm totally sane.
Yes. Tell them you're sane. I'm *sure* they'll believe you.
Lots of Love,