Holy shit I thought I already posted this.


The first ten people who reply to this journal get put up here, along with three of my favorite deviations by them.

The catch is: You have to put this in your journal as well, so no cheating.

You must have more than a dozen deviations that I can pick my 3 favs from.

100 page views.

lol.

You know, for the longest time I've said I'm a horrible person because I've inherited too much of my father's persona.

This has been the one thing thats made me meek and timid, quiet and unnoticed. I go by unnoticed, distinguished barely by my size.

I love the song "Good for Your Soul" by Oingo Boingo, because its pretty much relevent to my current situation. What do you do when you're completely infatuated with someone and at the same time for the same reason keep yourself from pursuing that person.

But yeah, no one cares about the beaner who looks like a russian.

When it comes to Infernals, most people are confused. Where's the head? Are those legs? Are those arms? Is this man sick?

I'm gonna have to answer yes to most of those.

Infernals are creatures of living fire, asymmetrical and solidified insanity to wage war on the living. I came up with them for a story.

For any PCFers reading this, you might remember my first name BigOZ. Big OZ was a subterranian transport train that delivered Knights, which were gigantic warmachines capable of knocking down the Infernals and disabling them.

Then there are Angelics, which I realized I can make with Apophysis from my rough sketches and memories.

I would like to remind everyone that I have opinions and ideas that are probably useful.

Listen to me.