Weak Arm, Strong Heart Page 11
Marth Manga pg 11
drawn Nov 4, ‘06
posted for Nov 17, 2007
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Whoo! The Marth Manga is finished!
I told you I can’t draw kissing that works.
Art contest! Take a look! Deadline extended to Dec 24!
November 17, 2007
Marth Comic Page 11
...November 1, 2007
PARTY!
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The chicks go for the winner
PARTY!
drawn Sep 26, ‘06
posted for Nov 1, 2007
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Sketches for the Marth Manga, based on the celebratory party for his return (and victory, hooray!). The Ice Climbers turned out terribly… The stripy thing is just me experimenting with metal. You can see Marth is very popular suddenly. ^_^7
On angels and a.b.c. chewing gum: you can get both on the same bus. One day I was on the 26, as usual, and a bunch of beer-brains (who were also interested in bathrooms and drugs) were sitting a few rows in front of me, talking rather loudly about their various uneducated interests. Ugh. Then, a few blocks later, a guy got on the bus and sat next to me because the seat was one of the few free ones. He mistook me for an acquaintance, and we discovered we had both homeschooled. I enjoyed that brief chat very much, and I’d like to say thank you to him. Completely made my day, and more than made up for the twits in the front rows.
Art contest! Take a look! Deadline Dec 1! I forgot to add prizes, but they’re here now!
July 6, 2007
Marth Comic Page 5
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Weak Arm, Strong Heart Page 5
Marth Manga Page 5
drawn Oct 18-May 19, ‘05
posted for July 6, 2007
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Ooh, and Marth returns in glory! As you can see, only about half the Smashers are pleased with that. And the kid is just some random announcer guy. He’s not the guy who talks during the game, he’s a different guy. The guy who says stuff like “Success!” and “Failure…” is a grown-up.
The text reads:
Sheeda: And when we come back, I’ll help you trounce your ill-wishers with a Brave Lance. If they can’t appreciate you, they don’t deserve to know you.
Two months later…
Announcer-kid: And now, ladies and gentlemen, we have, returning from his vacation in his homeland of Altea, PRINCE MARTH! Accompanied by his fiancé… PRINCESS SHEEDA OF TALIS!!!
A Brave Lance is a super Fire Emblem lance that attacks twice, no matter how slow the wielder is. Quickies can attack four times with it!
If you can’t read the Princess Sheeda of Talis part in the picture then my handprinting is pretty bad.
I had so much trouble with Yoshi. Urgh. Link is cute. And Zelda is pretty. And Ganondorf is sticking his tongue out like an infant.
Today was exciting… I finally finished disc three, with the special features, and I burned it, and we watched Spirited Away again, and I got my next minis ready for primer, and I finished Tuor a couple of days ago but I forgot to mention it… He looks utterly fabulous… although not as perfect as he and I could have wished… and I found out that my little Sculpey Rana, whose ponytail broke off the other day, got more broken when Dad fixed her… It’s not a case of misplaced trust or anything, it’s just that I know her better than anyone else and I would have been able to fix her… I just thought that Dad would do it better than me. So her neck has a crack and her precious, pretty ear has a crack… It’s been reglued, but it’s obvious to me… I cried for an hour… But she looks so happy and beautiful that I’d rather not attempt to ‘fix’ her even more, since I’ll wind up with an even bigger crack next time, I know it. I’m a perfectionist, what can I say. Besides rrrrrrrrr. And wah. Anyhow, no one’s leaving the display case again, and if an earthquake happens or something I’ll be really mad because then my poor precious Rana will be shattered into dust. Neh?
I did make a little conversion to one of my new bolt thrower guys - I repositioned his arm so he’s hefting the bolt on his shoulder. It looks good, I think.
I think Dad’s concerned for my mental health… my habit of making my dream worlds real because the real one is just so dull and ugly and noisy (I hate humanity). It feels nice to be concerned for… but I don’t think it’s a chronic problem just yet. I just have to go on a walk and punish my stupid fat body into releasing endorphins or something. Endorphins are the things that make you feel good when excercising, aren’t they? Just checking.