Last chance for 15% off all items!My Black Friday/Cyber Monday Sale was extended to tonight, Midnight EST! Take 15% off your entire purchase when you use the code "FOODCOMA2012" at Checkout!
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Etsy store link: (discount also applied) http://etsy.com/shop/yayahan
I added a few new prints and a 3 photo set of my Yakuza Bodypaint with extra savings! Thank you all so much for the orders so far and enjoy the discounts!
This weekend I will see many of you at New Orleans Comic Con, I hope! November 30th - December 2nd in NOLA! I will be judging the costume contest at 7pm on Saturday, running panels and you can meet me at my booth 227!
Here is a map of the New Orleans Comic Con layout and where I am.
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Cosplay line up will be announced this week!
The Cartridge: Candy Kong TGThe Cartridge: Candy Kong TG6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Carl was an avid video game fan. He plays them pretty much all of his free time. One day, he was on eBay and found a cartidge for Donkey Kong 64 guarteeing it would change up his gaming experience. He decided he would buy it now as he wanted to play a game from his past again. After a week passed, the game arrived, and Carl went straight to his N64 and put it in and turned it on. It progressed rather normally, until he got to the point where he would meet Candy and get an insturment for his character. Upon entering, no one appeared on the screen and the console starting glowing. Then, a flash came from the television flashed on Carl as he appeared in the shack Candy should have been in. Then, Carl felt pain all over his body and he felt changes coming to him.
Carl's entire body began to grow brown fur from his head to just before his feet. His big toes moved to the side of his foot as his fingernails became painted pink. His hair grew out to great size, reaching past his shoulders, and
Ink and SmokeInk and Smoke3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She loved the scent
of ink and smoke -
and the way strangers
caressed her name
like the verdant rushes
rolling off the river bank,
or a low slung
across the floor.
Mornings found her
where the light
and the cat's tale
lingered like a secret,
waking her from dreams
brighter than early frost.
But it was night
that bought and sold her,
made her heart a trinket,
dressing her in silk
as new as nuptials -
that flagrant shade of flush
and the rough and tumble
of her hips
serenading the world