Un-vague-ing the last post
...Well, kind of.
The part that skeeved ms. Ath out goes like this:
I have itty-bitty, teeny-tiny, almost-freakishly small fingers. No, really. My palms are normal sized, which is why people don't notice, but my pinkies are maaaybe an inch and a half long, tops.
Also, until, like, four years ago, I wore rings on every single one of my fingers. There were two primary reasons for this. One -- I really like rings, and I saw no good reason that I couldn't wear all my favorites at once. Two -- the omnipresent flash of metal forcibly drew the eye away from my short, stubby little fingers.
In short (haha), nobody noticed how disproportionate my hands are because if they were looking at my hands at all, they were looking at my rings.
But! The story, because I was a snarky teenager, was that all my fingerjoints are bionic -- that without the metal bands to hold them in place, all of my fingers would fall off.
So, then, my alter ego showed up in the mail. Only a very few of you are going to get that part of that joke; suffice it to say that it has nothing whatsoever to do with the origination point for the figurine.
What does have to do with the origination point is that one of the only upgrades I could buy for the avatar was these completely ridiculous purple-coffin shaped rings called "rock candy" that were something atrocious like $60,000 to buy. I bought them, of course, because I didn't have anything bettr to spend the money on.
Well, the figurine shows up in the mail, and it's actually even cooler than I thought it was, given that it was made with a 3-d color printer.
...No shit.
Unfortunately, there were a couple of tiny glitches -- part of the outfit that is supposed to be purple came out white; there's a hole in the skirt, and, the poor dear, one of the hands was broken off when I opened the box. Nothing super glue won't (or hasn't) fixed, but still. Sad little missing hand.
And then I looked closer.
And I discovered that, in fact, only one of the completely ridiculous rings got printed.
And the hand that has the ring on it, isn't the one that she lost.
Therefore, in conclusion: further proof that my finger joints are bionic (see: my hand only fell off because it didn't have a ring on it) and super glue can fix anything (my hand is safely secured on my wrist once more).
And for those of you that -do- have any idea what the hell I'm talking about anyway (and for those of you who just like clicking on things), I give you:
The part that skeeved ms. Ath out goes like this:
I have itty-bitty, teeny-tiny, almost-freakishly small fingers. No, really. My palms are normal sized, which is why people don't notice, but my pinkies are maaaybe an inch and a half long, tops.
Also, until, like, four years ago, I wore rings on every single one of my fingers. There were two primary reasons for this. One -- I really like rings, and I saw no good reason that I couldn't wear all my favorites at once. Two -- the omnipresent flash of metal forcibly drew the eye away from my short, stubby little fingers.
In short (haha), nobody noticed how disproportionate my hands are because if they were looking at my hands at all, they were looking at my rings.
But! The story, because I was a snarky teenager, was that all my fingerjoints are bionic -- that without the metal bands to hold them in place, all of my fingers would fall off.
So, then, my alter ego showed up in the mail. Only a very few of you are going to get that part of that joke; suffice it to say that it has nothing whatsoever to do with the origination point for the figurine.
What does have to do with the origination point is that one of the only upgrades I could buy for the avatar was these completely ridiculous purple-coffin shaped rings called "rock candy" that were something atrocious like $60,000 to buy. I bought them, of course, because I didn't have anything bettr to spend the money on.
Well, the figurine shows up in the mail, and it's actually even cooler than I thought it was, given that it was made with a 3-d color printer.
...No shit.
Unfortunately, there were a couple of tiny glitches -- part of the outfit that is supposed to be purple came out white; there's a hole in the skirt, and, the poor dear, one of the hands was broken off when I opened the box. Nothing super glue won't (or hasn't) fixed, but still. Sad little missing hand.
And then I looked closer.
And I discovered that, in fact, only one of the completely ridiculous rings got printed.
And the hand that has the ring on it, isn't the one that she lost.
Therefore, in conclusion: further proof that my finger joints are bionic (see: my hand only fell off because it didn't have a ring on it) and super glue can fix anything (my hand is safely secured on my wrist once more).
And for those of you that -do- have any idea what the hell I'm talking about anyway (and for those of you who just like clicking on things), I give you: