I may have been playing too much Red Dead Redemption. Oh well, like I care.
“Afternoon, ma’am. My name is Mr. John Flarvston, and I’ve come to kill one Will Billiamson. If’n ya please.”
Well this is convenient. Apparently it’s some sort of Mod Picture Day, and since I’ve got these lovely snaps all ready to go I thought I’d just show off my majesty. That way it still has to do with video games!
How I got onto the SHIELD Helicarrier I honestly can’t remember. Does anypony else fail to understand Thoki? I mean that’s just weird. They’re brothers.
Come on, tumblr.
-PP
EDIT: Face scrunchified!
How do I turn? What’s the button to look up? Why is the sky dirt colored?
Whu…But…Luna’s famous gaming skills and…..
Hmmph. Must be the human element. I don’t know how they work keyboards and controllers with those cumbersome fingers.
-TS
Bam. Snazzy new logo.
I hate to admit it, but I rather liked being up in the icon for everypony to see, but time goes on, I suppose. Apples blossom, grow and rot and that’s just how it is, and I think this’ll be a bit nicer to look at than my silly ol’ face.
-AJ
In fact, I’m not even sure why Spike decided to keep it. He’s not going to be making any kissy noises over me with anypony else on my watch!
-TS
This is totally gaming-related, I swear!
Okay. Quick thing here: You may have noticed that new button on the side there. Yeah, that’s finally happened, just since I lost my job and all, and others have been really supportive and yadda yadda, but please don’t feel obliged if you don’t wanna. It will probably disappear the moment I’m back on my feet. And nothing will stop me from drawing for this blog!
Now to play it again to see if I can get the score just a teensy-weensy bit higher. You know, so that the score is over what I got last time!
-PDP
OOC post? Yes. But I have to make this.
I was fired from my job today. I will not go into the details of what happened. But what is happening is that we are screwed until I find a new job. Which is a tad difficult right now. And by ‘we’, I mean my wife, my 3 year old child, and I.
I was told…
I told myself I wouldn’t do reblogs here any more, but as it so happens I too was fired from my job on Monday. Being the baby of the family everyone I know has been super supportive, but I still can’t do much to help poor ToonBoy right now, so I’m doing the next best thing: LE BOOSTE DE SIGNALE!
Help me help him. In fact, help me help you help him help us all help ourselves with helpy helping goodness and a healthy helping of gravy.
