*is putting the finishing touches on a rather respectable, if small and rough, painting of Rachel. His usual pile of charcoal and paper and such lays at his feet. Finally, the painting is finished to something like his satisfaction, and he sits back, definitely available for people to comment, talk, and as usual request portraits themselves*

*This is a content little artist boy, sketching small furry animals on a large piece of paper with an air of distraction. Anyone and everyone should feel free to come and talk to him. He'll probably draw you, too.*

*looks up from a charcoal sketch to smile sheepishly ( Read more... )

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The world, it would appear, attempts to convert all men to cynicism.

Are all things that are beautiful also harmful?

Typist: .......*flails*

*sits around in a messy collection of drawings of potato guns, barricades, and happy people*

I say, has anyone out there some skill with slogans? I'm more than ready to make posters, but it is difficult to know what to write on them.

....this happened in the chat this morning. I swear it's the most beautiful thing on earth, except for the conversation it was going on during, which I should also post, but I can do that later.

( The stuff that dreams are made of )

Typist:

To anyone who has not yet been harassed by me in the chat:

http://www.livejournal.com/community/desp_creators/22578.html?#cutid1

Go read the brilliance that is Heather. Now. *shoos*

Every person on your f-list gets to request a drabble (real drabble: 100 words exactly) from you. In return, they have to post this in their journal and write a drabble for you. Post all fandoms you're willing to write for. Your friends can pick a relationship, a story arc, a missing scene, or pretty much anything they want, unless the author has ( Read more... )

Comment here with your name [obviously if you're logged in, your username will show up and be just fine] and I'll tell you something I adore (or at least mildly like) about you. Afterwards, copy and paste this into your own journal.

I had to do it at some point, of course.

Well. The chat was very interesting indeed last night.

*feels considerably pleased*

I do hope everything was all right after I had to leave... *ponders*

Indicentally, my typist, who before was connected to LiveJournal only through Desperate Fans, has procured a proper LiveJournal for herself: archedies. She will now cheerily write absolute nonsense.