Warnings For All the Peoples

Herro, children, this be you're loving NPE. Yes, I quite enjoy going by that name. Not even close to my real initials, but it doesn't hurt to have such letters on a blog, no? They're just letters, nothing more than artifical words of jpgs and ink, no definate meaning. Do you really take words seriously? I feel bad. My heart aches. PLEASE SOMEONE HELP MEEEEE! Goodness! Well, classes ended at MECA and will not begin again until July and I have to re-apply, big waste of my vaccant time, but what joy I feel! I'm taking Animation this time, last time taking cartooning and had on Hellish expierience there, thanks to KATIIIIIE, but, I quite enjoyed it. That's all. Also, classes are running short due to the ending school year and I also ave to re-apply for those as well, I'm looking forward to particiapting in Speech and Debate. Har, those filthy seniors are about to have their veins skinned from their bones. LET US MAKE HYOO-MAN JERKY! My friend thought that was grosss. We-he-hell FUCK HER! I hate jerky. God, I beat myself with a hot spatula last night, relizing how deep my fixation with Invader Zim was, something had to be done. Now, I have a gaping burn on my left cheek as punishment for devulging in something as low as Jhonen's most unpleasent expierience, though I thank him for creating a makeshift "ending" for the series in the horrible Nickolodeon magizine which someone recently showed me while I was working on a comic page in the dark with all except on red light bulb on. I threw up at the sight. GOD, LOOK AT ME GO! IT WONT STOP! BURN ME AGAIN, OH LORD OF ALL STINGING KITCHEN UTENSILS! ONCE MORE, PUNISH MEEE! Thanks. I lurv yoo. Yeah, speaking of which, I really should post somma' my comic strips up on this page or something along those lines, the artwork I've posted for you in the past is the excrement I've released from my Mac desktop to give to you. Are you're eyes burning yet? I hope so. I have a thing against you're eyes. Sorry. For my Final project to present at the end of the year, I am working on a 6-panel strip, depicting a farse from one of my grpahic novels, The Saddest Coo. I'M SO THRILLED! *fists tremble with success*
Off, I must go, to create once more! Watercolors and ink AWAIT ME!!!

Invader ZIIM! The Ending and How It SHOULD Be. Fun Contest!!

Heeeeeeeeey, Dogs! Ha.

No, anyways, here's another Serenkeiko piece. I rather enjoy this one, more than the other one I
posted. Always in my head, I picture Seren standing and making an expression in a certain
way, then ends up another way on paper. Well, I'm happy to say this was not the case. This one
had the fortune of coming out the way my brain confumbled it to be. I just wanted that look of
melancholy on her face and for her to be wearing that metal visor again. Really, in the series,
she's basically always wearing it and there are rare times you see her eyes. She's not self-consious
or anything, she just finds the vision through these more efficient than normal sight. You know,
it's all technological-like in thar'! And the coat. *looooong drawn out siiiiiigh* I had a shit load of
fun w/ the coat, 'specially the collar. Gaaaah'. Yeah. That's all.

Observe.

Could have.

Done.

Better.

I suppose.

*hips swing back and forth in a rythmic bob*

Herez we goez! (Lookit, fags, I used a shit-load od "z"s!) Here are 2 Dib screenshots I thought would be fun to ink and color. First one's from Nanozim, second's from The Most Horrble X-Mas Ever. You enjoy greatly, yes?

Y'know what's been bugging me? I'm sure it isn't of you're concern in any way or form,
but I greatly detest how Jhonen acts like he never made Zim, like he has no idea what it is.
Well, *sighs*, Jhonen. You did, m'kay? It was not only a great opportunity, but garbage can
loads of people adored it and can't let it go, even though it's been 7 years now.

I'm not saying bring it back, but show some respect for you're own work. It was a fucking
good production. I NEVER say that about ANYTHING.

Aw.

Observe.

Zim.

He be quite sad.

Why?

He was tricked and banished by his own leaders.

Stoopid.

For all who have not beheld Horton Hears A Who, whether it be the explosive cinematic expierince or the book itself, then those select few are hated by God, as it is apparent he does not want to share life's happiness with said unworthy scurge.

And so now, I bring you this surrealism version of my Horton, as well as a tiny Who. Horton bears, yes, 5 ears, 3 tails, and blessed wings, and that is what makes him great. So very great! And as for the Who....she is untiltled as of this moment.

[untiltled Rising]!!!! Coming to you soon from my sktechy book-creative-making head! Notice, the picture I made below this one stars the main character of said series, Serenkeiko! Yes, [untitled Rising] be the title of my novel.

Revel. Now.

Everyone, for the first time on LJ, Serenkeiko! She is the 1st main character of my graphic novel series,
[untitled Rising]! I also use her a butt-load of times as my rpc on Gaia, so WATCH OUT! This is the
real Seren, not those pictures I use to depict her, but the real thing! Behold! She kirrs people,
yes she does!

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BEHOLD! 3 ZADR PICTURES!! ALL DRAWN IN CLASS, CUZ I WAS BORED, THEN THROWN INTO
PHOTOSHOP! BEHOLD, KNEEL, AND BOW!!!

Notice: Most, if not all, are shirtless! :3

BEHOLD! MY gaping diamond eyes and large head. BEHOLD IT!!

Yeeeup, thatz me, right thar.

Insomnia-ridden and Greekin' it up!

And yes, I have hit enlightenment multiple times already.

This one was fun to complete, I must say!
Took me 5 hours, total.
Revel in it.
REVEL AND BOW!!!
Quick, now eat this crayon wax! Before the possum seems m-
OH GOD! NUUUU!! GIMMIE DEM CRAIONZ BAK!
I NEEDZ UM FER STUFF!

n-na-na-na-na-na.....*thumbs swinging back and forth over each other* D-d-de-de-de.....*looks up at the ceiling, eyes ablaze with ravaging hunger* N-ne-ne-ne-ne-ne...ne...neEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAARRRRGLGRGLNEALRGLF!!!! *rips the floor from underneath myself and rips it in two, chest heasivng and eyes bleeding the siez of pupil-less cantalopes, teeth sharpened like you're brother's veloptuous tits* ENOGUH, I GROW SICK OF THIS...HORRBLE....HUNGER FOR...Oh, for Christ's sake, gimmie dem cookles.

Oh, wow, hey, I'm back! Yeah, now get out.
Nooo, I lurv you don't go. I don't believe you comprehend how much I need you're vile precense with me, at all times! My heart aches, begs for you near me, so I may cleave you're flesh from bone. Mmm, you like that, don't you? I do. *explains while cookin' flesh on an open fire* Sighhhhhhhhhh....Time to unwind, whilst inside of the Learning Facility, on claim of another subject. I have many, mnay things I must be working on: Mainly, a dumpy poster board clattered with useless information of the enviromental..."benefits" of recycling. Once I have completed my presentational task, I will burn the poster board, take it's ashes from the flames, put them in a glass jar, and throw said jar at a vomit-smelling 40-year old holding a coffe-stained cardboard sign reading "I'm lazy. I want money and prostitutes. Give. I think I'm a Vet.", while driving by in a stolen Camero drivin by an Eskimo up on glue. Now, if that wouldn't just make my day rIght THERE! and perhaps afterwards I would visit the aodrable art supply shop below the classrooms of the local art college where I take mine classes, and purchase upwards of two new fine-pointed black ink pens. I needs um fer mah drawinz and shlits. I haven't put any liable work up on the heres so far, but I might be enticed to if SOMEONE would gimmie my Apple back! I'm transmitting to you post-live from a dumpy PC.

For all those creatively-challenged out there, "e-mers" is emo said with a Northern accent.

Idiots.

And behold! The young, adorable creator of said art, crouching next to her Creation!
I even got a new headband! I NEVER WEAR HEADBANDS!

IT'S DISGUSTING!

Alright, so today, I finally returned to my horrid Learning Facility after a nice 3-day leave, which was filled with many naps and endless strewberry Jello. And you know what some of the FIRST news I recieve from one of my friends? (You know who you are, Lavs) And you know what the Lavs told me? She said one of her friends thinks I'm a dyke!....HOLY MUTHER F*** IN A MOTHER F****** BASKET, I MEAN SO OF A B****** ICE CREAM FAIRY, THERE F***!!! I. HATE. FEMALE. FAGS. And no, this isn't one of those Larry Craig denials. No. This is a loathing that extends beyond that of the loathing I ALREADY have for you wretched females, one that burns my insides and crushes them, renewing them only so I can live to explain this. And that is all. I just want to let this...*wheezes* filthy female urchin know I am not a dyke, for there is nothing I enjoy more than watching romantic butt-luv between multiple hot emo boys, I REALLY DO. Hm...I wonder if Laveena wil get mad at me for insulting her friend...*shrugs* I don't care.

Doode, computer loss! My mumz found out about me bringing the computer upstairs and I'm grounded from it, which does not mean like a month, 2 days maybe. THE COOKIES HAVE RETURNED FOR ME! EMBRACE ME IN YOU'RE CHOCOLATELY CRUMBLES, YOU DELICTABLE MORSELS OF ALL THINGS GOOD!! (they brought the good cookies, back, isn't that greeeeat! *cheezy, lazy eyed grin w/ a thumbs up* Aw, I don't know why but I find Dib incredibly cute and interesting right now...BECAUSE HE IS!! Just look at him, he's soooooo adorable! I lurv ZADR, yes I do. Hot alien boyxboy lurvin! THATS the way it is! So, if anyone's heard of TheSmallestInvader on DeviantArt, guess what I found on the internet? (no shaz) I found an old Gaia Online profile of hers! It had old ZADR fanpics and everything! Imagine that, huh? I found it in an old ZADR thread I was reading. I was surprised to see her in there!

Well, that's it for now, I grow weary of this typing-labor. I wish to return to my multiple RP threads, in one of which I'm a slave (wonderful, yes?) I am OFF! *flies away upon Puff the Magic Dragon...s cousin. Bernald. He's fat. Har!

Har, I'm actually sick for this one! (Yeeeup, burdened with the terror of the strep...Damm, I wanted to be burdened with the terror of the Thriller) Um, what do I like most about being sick. Well, nothing baically, it sucks. Hm...'cept for my ability to have some down time. Yes, that's what I enjoy, the time off! That, or the sickly-burning feeling in my throat, the cold tingle in my skin, and perhaps the feeling of weight being pressed on my eyes, forcing me into sleep....Yes, I enjoy that as well.

Hey pervs and whores, guess who-zles? Yeeeup, postin at noon cuz I'm home with the shitty strep throat. My friend will pay *wheezes* SERVERELY for this. No, I luvs her dearly, I do.(that horrible BITCH!!!) Now anywho, back to my terrible ranting of terrible DOOM. Hm...now what's w/ the magircal world of Jhonen lovin's the words DOOM, anyway? I mean, I've seen what he looks like and Uuuuuuuuuuuuuhh...yes, Johnny.C. really is more of his INNER self, really, more than anything he would release onto the unsuspecting public. Is he bi? If he is, why don't he like ZADR? I like ZADR....I reeeeeally do. *drools, then wipes it up and smacks myself for being a weak flesh monster* Now, I've made a BUTT-LOAD of characters in my day(that's a lot, kids!), and I must say they all reflect me in some disconnected way. One character of mine, used frequently on GO, is the reflection of how I would like to be pure, for lack of a better word. Not so cynical, only happy and adorable. (No worries, I'm pretty fucking adorable anywayz. Everyone thinks so. I'm not kidding, and it kinda makes me sick) And theeeeeen, there's that character of mine who's basically the Devil, is the Devil. She's pretty much insane, not too far from myself. Kills the innocent, rids them of their flesh, etc.

Now going back to my topic on cute lil' Mr. Jhonen (or not). We all have a desire to be the the black sheep, to release our inner selves to the world and say "FUCK YEAH, I'M MADE OF MAPLE-SYRUP, YOU DICKS!" But more likely than not, you will never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever EVER do this. Why? Becuase you're a pussy and you fear consequence, fear that if you go beyond the borders of "normal", you will implode under the weight of "peer-pressure." You horrible, disgusting wretches. WHY DO YOU CARE, WHAT IN THE FUCK THEY THINK? I mean, what's the worst they can do? Call you a name? Call them useless! Put you down? Tell them they're losers, wasting they're time! They told you you're a freak, a nerd? Tell them....they're probably right. (Har, you ugly!) But nonetheless, these sort of things happen to me, hmmmm, once in the death of God. I'm never approached, never made fun of, never put down, never bothered. You know why? I dominate these fuckers. I look down upon them, I mock them openly. I know EXACTLY what to say to shut someone down. I'm attractive. That makes them feel lesser. I'm stronger. That makes them feel weak. I'm distant. This scares them. And that, children of stoopid, is why I am God of all things better. You really all have no idea what this means, you're brains unable to process that which is truth. But that's alright, my filthies. I will continue to smile down upon you, watching you fail and become that of an empty shell. And I will be eating honey from a spoon, still smiling.

Good day, and get the fuck out,
(Name with-held for reasons unknown)

....My God, I'm a self-rightous bitch.

Another IZ pic I threw together in a few hours. Wouldn't it be cute if Zim were that small? A-hahahaheee...yeah...YOU LIE! YOU LIEEEEEE!!!! I come now, bearing weapons of mass destruction, CAPABLE
OF BLOWING A CAT! AN ENTIRE CAT!!!! AHAHAHAHARRRRHARHAR!!!!

I hate them kitties.

Hey, took me about 2 1/2 hours to draw and color both. It's Zim and Dib, you idiots.
Hence, the names next to each character. Bathe yourself, BATHE, in it's multicolored,
Invader Zim glorEEEEE!!! And if you steal, YOU DIIIIEEEEEE!!!! Or at least ask first, you filthy stink monsters.