I'm Convinced
Okay, so no one can ever tell me again that Heath isn’t pretty. I never would have believed it myself until now, but... oh man, is this sculpt ever gorgeous. To think I hated him when I first saw him. I am clearly an idiot.
At least, I thought he looked pretty... It surprised the hell out of me.
On a more masculine note. Tonight, I attacked the dreaded Volks hot eye glue, and it was surprisingly cooperative and took all of five minutes to pry loose with the cautious aid of a stitch-ripper.
While taking snapshots of said doe-eyes, I realized something. I’ve always known that Simon has a colourful past. He’s a bit of a brawler and tends to do more than just dabble in illegal practices. Mafia ties, playing with guns, plenty of drug money, nice suits, and fast cars. But I realized how hollow that was tonight, looking at him.
This kid is a Samurai. Maybe Ronin, maybe Shogun. He isn’t saying. But he is a fucking samurai. He’s not even remotely Japanese, so I am confused. But I’m reading it loud and clear. Check it out:
Long black wig in updo, katana, and traditional(ish) garb are in order. Perhaps a nice long cigarette, too. I’m so thinking Soul Caliber III’s Mitsurugi ftw. (I'd upload a picture, but photobucket just ate itself, and my link wasn't cooperating. Apologies.)
Coming soon: some pictures of not Simon. A girl just can’t help paying attention to such a handsome creature. I’m hoping to sew for Mac this week, and who knows, if I don’t kill myself in frustration from the sheer tiny, maybe cuteness shall ensue.
At least, I thought he looked pretty... It surprised the hell out of me.
On a more masculine note. Tonight, I attacked the dreaded Volks hot eye glue, and it was surprisingly cooperative and took all of five minutes to pry loose with the cautious aid of a stitch-ripper.
While taking snapshots of said doe-eyes, I realized something. I’ve always known that Simon has a colourful past. He’s a bit of a brawler and tends to do more than just dabble in illegal practices. Mafia ties, playing with guns, plenty of drug money, nice suits, and fast cars. But I realized how hollow that was tonight, looking at him.
This kid is a Samurai. Maybe Ronin, maybe Shogun. He isn’t saying. But he is a fucking samurai. He’s not even remotely Japanese, so I am confused. But I’m reading it loud and clear. Check it out:
Long black wig in updo, katana, and traditional(ish) garb are in order. Perhaps a nice long cigarette, too. I’m so thinking Soul Caliber III’s Mitsurugi ftw. (I'd upload a picture, but photobucket just ate itself, and my link wasn't cooperating. Apologies.)
Coming soon: some pictures of not Simon. A girl just can’t help paying attention to such a handsome creature. I’m hoping to sew for Mac this week, and who knows, if I don’t kill myself in frustration from the sheer tiny, maybe cuteness shall ensue.