Doujinshi 01.11
Wednesday, March 28th, 2007 at 12:41 pm
Thanks to Christian Read for the black, mauve and plaid and to Scott for inspiring thoughts of big, scary lesbians.
Edit: via Christian’s journal, the news that Drew Hayes, the creator of Poison Elves, has died at the age of 37. I’m sorry to hear it.
March 28th, 2007 at 1:26 pm
I’m sure Scott will be thrilled.
His skirt makes me feel like he should be able to defy gravity and float over their heads.
March 28th, 2007 at 7:58 pm
Admit it, you just want to see his underwear.
March 29th, 2007 at 6:56 am
somewhat moreso than the others on this particular page. ^^
March 29th, 2007 at 11:33 am
oh fuck you killed my brain with teh ugly gian lesbians
please. please no. give me pretties. ._______.
March 29th, 2007 at 11:37 am
Hey, I never claimed I didn’t want to see his underwear.
LOL Jenna, you’ll be all right. You can beat up Scott for giving her the idea.
March 29th, 2007 at 12:08 pm
>_
March 29th, 2007 at 12:15 pm
I think I broke something
But what I wanted to say was: “That will haunt my nightmares, thank you.”
March 29th, 2007 at 12:17 pm
It doesn’t get any prettier on the next page, I’m afraid. Or, well, it sort of does. But I’m afraid there’s an element of prophecy in Dave’s comment.
Laurie - actually, I have a sneaking feeling he goes commando (more comfortable in the tropical heat, y’know).
Scott, Jenna - sorry, guys. Blame it on my schooldays in a militant puritanical matriarchy.
March 29th, 2007 at 12:54 pm
While Gwynn going commando is hardly surprising… He even goes commando in a skirt?!
March 29th, 2007 at 1:37 pm
‘Twas the way o’ me Scottish forebears, thus it seems natural. (Help, I seem to be turning into Father Anderson.)
March 29th, 2007 at 5:16 pm
But, but, two-headed fetus-baby said!
(Does this mean you’re going to start going around armed to the teeth with long knives, hunting down vampires with a maniacal gleam in your eye?)
March 29th, 2007 at 5:48 pm
You’re right! I lose. He’s wearing panties. I’m turning back into myself, stumbling purblind into plotholes. (’Cause two-headed fetus wouldn’t lie; he is the voice of truth and reason in this dubious venture.)
March 29th, 2007 at 6:45 pm
When the voice of truth and reason comes from a two-headed fetus in a jar of god-knows-what, you know you’ve left reality behind and entered an entirely new and
terrifyingwonderful realm of existence.March 31st, 2007 at 7:48 pm
Mmm. God knows what.
I’m not prophetic, I don’t even do overly well in post-cognition.