Posts Tagged ‘ zombie ’

The hairpiece makes a comeback

In the early hours of the morning, drinking ensued, and then IT came back.

Sup, I’m Mari!

With an A because I’m *snaps fingers around* Awww-right!

You feel me?

Good.

Don’t mind my legs, I’ve just left a zombie movie set where I was this young loli running around the forest and city with no pants or shoes on.

No worries, this pretty face never saw a scratch.

It was a blast, being a zombie executioner. A lot of yelling mostly.

Except the no pants deal. I need pants. Or at least some shorts. No one’s getting a peek up these legs.

This is now me checking off “Male doll cross-dressing” off of the list of Typical Male BJDs. You can now successfully relate cross-dressing to me.

Hands

I feel like I should be put into a zombie movie with these hands

While it was raining about this time at night, I couldn’t do the tattoo and so instead went another route, manicure. But as things progressed it went downhill, or Silent Hill-ish really. Actually I was inspired by Conrad Roset’s drawings of chicks with almost red paint dripping down their fingers and then I thought it need more color *add some blues, purples, oh heck how about some green as well*

Clearly someone didn’t know when to stop and I’m freezing in here. It’s been raining all day and I still have no shirt or tattoo… -__-

Enough whining. I could have went with the “he got in a fight, he fell to the ground, grabbed a fist of dirt and threw it at the assailant” route with dirt in your fingernails but I didn’t.

It would of been more believable if you did. But no, it looks like I’ve been through Deadspace gouging peoples eyes out, not that I mind fighting, envisioning doing that with my thumbs…that’s just not my style and sounds like what a woman would do.  Is this going to be a reoccurring thing? Horror make-up?

No, I thought it’d look cool…Imagine if I did your whole body, it’d look perfect for Halloween.

But you never get my face right. You know these are magic, and you’re messing up the magic I could do on a piano. You think someone would hire me with these hands? I don’t think so.

Anyways, Moody, I’ll try to refrain myself from going Fight Club all over your face or hands. I don’t want to be seen as a violent person.

Uh huh, so going off-topic about Mori Girls.

Yes, it’s not his fanclub. It’s a fashion style/life style. It’s what a girl would wear if she lived in the forest.

“Mori Girl likes loose dresses and skirts, seldom wears trousers…wears A-line skirts and dresses, likes the style of little children, has a taste for dresses or blouses which look like smocks…likes fur, knitwear, fluffy hats and ear-muffs…likes old things…leggings or tights, basic round-toed flat shoes…likes fairy tales, with loose hair. The Mori Girl isn’t a Lolita, but is girly. Her favourite shops are old-fashioned general stores. Furniture shops and handmade things excite her.”

Very cute. I imagine Mori Girls would love to visit Oregon or Upper California. Or any woodsy places. Maybe the new girl would be into this.

And I’m associated to all of that. Swell, my name brings all the girls to the yard and I don’t have any hand sanitizer to shake their hands. *throws his hands in the air and shakes*