Ugh.. Yes.. Kawaii...
Some savvy YouTuber at the bjd forum, Resinate linked this excerpt on Super Dollfies from the Brit TV Show Japanorama. Man, I am in a cult. And I like it:
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Speaking of YouTube, guess employer of mine has jumped on the band wagon?
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SO! Some people might've been following the epic saga of the show that might flaunt a common theatre related phrase. To these people I say: DUDE! The venue that has been finalised is delicious. Also, dangerous since I nearly died up there. SO! Delicious + Dangerous + Possibly Intruiging = The Secret Agent of Locations. What more could you want?
I actually had to go scout it out for binka_boo et al before they could confirm, so armed with ever trusty Tinka II, my man phone and my wits I went about orientating myself in its general direction. Upon reaching said destination I was confronted with more than one option. I was told "Go up some stairs, there will be a gate. You wont be able to go through the gate but you should be able to take shots from behind it." See? Its all about subterfuge and surveilance already.
So I did this, twice. Once ending up in the Tea Room, (which is SO pretty!) the second time above the Market Bazaar where I was supposed to be. Unfortunately I was confronted with a latched gate and a stencilled door behind complete with an angry looking padlock hanging over a deadbolt. Not phased I made contact with the proprieter who first up panicked, and then secondly armed me with a great deal of instructions on how to basically break into his property -- involving the Freemason's hall, two carparks and a touch of wall scaling.
SO! I MacGuyvered my way in (thank GOD I was wearing pants for once XD), the target demanded some of my skin and some blood, but VICTORY IS MINE!
Clicku for a glimpse of Stencil wonderland.
Secretly? It turns out the gate and door were actually left completely open, it just LOOKED like they were locked Fort Knox style. A plumber MacGuyvered it onto the roof while I was there too, asked me how I got up there, and then tried the door. Oops! XD
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Catchphrase for this week:
"Deliver on your deliverables, and no one can fault you."
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Speaking of YouTube, guess employer of mine has jumped on the band wagon?
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SO! Some people might've been following the epic saga of the show that might flaunt a common theatre related phrase. To these people I say: DUDE! The venue that has been finalised is delicious. Also, dangerous since I nearly died up there. SO! Delicious + Dangerous + Possibly Intruiging = The Secret Agent of Locations. What more could you want?
I actually had to go scout it out for binka_boo et al before they could confirm, so armed with ever trusty Tinka II, my man phone and my wits I went about orientating myself in its general direction. Upon reaching said destination I was confronted with more than one option. I was told "Go up some stairs, there will be a gate. You wont be able to go through the gate but you should be able to take shots from behind it." See? Its all about subterfuge and surveilance already.
So I did this, twice. Once ending up in the Tea Room, (which is SO pretty!) the second time above the Market Bazaar where I was supposed to be. Unfortunately I was confronted with a latched gate and a stencilled door behind complete with an angry looking padlock hanging over a deadbolt. Not phased I made contact with the proprieter who first up panicked, and then secondly armed me with a great deal of instructions on how to basically break into his property -- involving the Freemason's hall, two carparks and a touch of wall scaling.
SO! I MacGuyvered my way in (thank GOD I was wearing pants for once XD), the target demanded some of my skin and some blood, but VICTORY IS MINE!
Clicku for a glimpse of Stencil wonderland.
Secretly? It turns out the gate and door were actually left completely open, it just LOOKED like they were locked Fort Knox style. A plumber MacGuyvered it onto the roof while I was there too, asked me how I got up there, and then tried the door. Oops! XD
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Catchphrase for this week:
"Deliver on your deliverables, and no one can fault you."