Feature for penguin people :)Dear watchers and friends !!More Like This
Today I am going to feature five awesome penguin people. The feature will also serve as my entry to deviant365´s weekly challenge (btw, a group I highly recommend joining - I love it ).
First Penguin person:
Farand is a very friendly person who loves to connect to other people.
He mainly does literature, though he might send you a penguin if you are very nice to him
Farand lately took over the responsitility for dALibrary
and is doing a great job pimping the group for all the interested readers
Here goes his literature:
And for those who don´t like to read more than a couple of sentences:
Here go Six-Word-Stories - no excuses on not reading those
Second Penguin Person:
Stygma is ju
3000 Point Contest + 100 Point Giveaway!!The deviant who wins 100 points for the journal giveaway with number 566 is....More Like This
You will receive your points momentarily.
If you don't think you are good at pixeling and don't want to learn, I'm giving you a chance to win 100 just by adding this journal to your favorites!
The deadline for the giveaway is the end of the month just like the contest.
If not, read more below..
My friend Jamato-sUn decided to make a contest for all those pixel artists out there!
I'll start off with telling you how to enter for a chance to win 1500, 1000 or 500 points! This contest is pixel artists, if you don't know how to pixel, LEARN!! It's time for you to step out of your comfort zone and try something new. This is what you gotta do to enter this contest, make a 'Gameboy Mockup'. If you don't know what a Gameboy Mockup is, look at these two pictures ---> http://fav.me/d4rlu3x http://fav.me/d2b
CharlieI had a stalker.More Like This
I didn't know his name but I'm sure he knew mine.
I called him Charlie.
He always had a camera hanging from his twig thick neck and he cradled it in his hands; a wispy finger stroking the shutter release. His dark brown hair was a curly mess and his shirts wrinkly and thin. He had the most perfect eyebrows, sweeping and gentle. He must have the most captivating eyes, I thought every time he'd glance my way. We'd never made eye contact. Charlie preferred it that way.
He came into the bookstore once a week, not to watch me leaf through the used books or reach high to shelve the approved ones, but to actually browse them. He read the unknowns; the virgins with their unbroken spines. I imagine he liked the smell of them aromas preserved for him alone. Charlie appreciated the books wearing dusty coats and factory perfume a decade old.
The rest of the time he spent on the outside looking in. My co-workers were tickled pink. "What a geek." "Poor guy doesn't realize you