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Once there was a turkey!

Kokoro Kasai is the last human left on the planet she lives on. When she was a child, the exploration ship she was on with her parents suffered a catastrophic engine failure, resulting in the ship plunging from orbit down to the surface, the ship barely surviving the fall with what little power the maneuvering thrusters and surviving engines could give. Most of the crew died in the crash. Kokoro, like many of the other survivors contracted an alien disease, and was left on the brink of death. The weakened expeditionary forces went out trying to find whatever they could to try and salvage the catastrophe and survive, discovering the remains of an extinct race. Within one of the ruins a honey-like substance was found that could heal their afflicted. There was only enough of the substance to cure one person however. After arguing among those who thought themselves leaders over who would receive the cure, violent and bloody infighting began. With most of the diseased now dead and the survivors fighting each other over a single vial of alien honey, Kokoro's father, Isamu Kasai selfishly stole the vial, killing all who stood in his way, fighting his way to his only child, taking her into his arms and fleeing deep into the jungle, administering the cure and watching her rapidly recover from the edge of death, only to finally succumb to his wounds, happy to have saved his daughter, even at the expense of himself and everyone else aboard that ship.

Having been imbued with Space Honey Magic, she experienced some changes, most immediately notable, the change in hair and eye color as well as the ability to create and control fire and an incredible healing factor, as well as an unnaturally long life, possibly related to her regeneration. She has become quite infamous with the local tribes as well, capable of fighting great beasts alone, throwing walls of fire and healing from any wound.

I had started this months ago and I reached 99 posts on tumblr and so I wanted to make this the 100th. It became hard to make as I was getting frustrated and angry more than I was having fun with it. Last I touched it the I had spent several hours on the face and hated it and was damn near ready to punch the wall. I threw together the face hair and colors in about an hour, so now it's done. Head looks like shit, but whatever, I was mainly wanting to come up with the outfit and colors anyways. I didn't know what I wanted her to ware on her feet, be it slippers and socks similar to Shaolin monks or fur lined boots like the material around her waist or be barefoot but I can't draw feet for shit so they don't have any detail. Now it's done.

 I’m in a really bad spot right now and thought perhaps finally opening commissions might help. If I don’t make about $300 by Sunday I’m going to be homeless. I’m hoping there will be enough interest to make that goal.

I’m going to be doing

-Sketchy style for $5 (Up to 2 characters, +$2 for each additional character)

-Sketched and Colored for $10 (One character, $3 for each additional character)

-Smooth lines and Flat colored for $20 (1 character, $5 for each additional character)

-Smooth lines and Fully colored for $35 (One character, $10 for each additional character)

Contact me at Squird5@gmail.com

The sooner I get the money I need the sooner they will get done

Reblog if you have used dude as a non gender specific term.

My mom often corrects me and my sister when we call each other dude, which really shouldn’t matter, but she’s making a big deal out of it anyways. And as someone who often doesn’t conform to what the defined box of what a girl is, it kinda hurts to be shoved back into place by one of the people who is supposed to accept me. So she told me to construct a survey and here’s part of it. Reblog if you’ve used dude (or other things like bro or man)as a non gender specific term before.

I had to go out and finish my homework on the school computers so I used the tablet to draw an alien quick once I finished. I wasn't really paying attention so the pose is really off. I redrew the head a few times and I still don't like it.

Aeshnir are insectoids, standing between 5 and 8 feet. Females are bigger, brightly colored and extremely aggressive. Their exoskeleton is similarly durable to infantry armor.

The stormtrooper started dancing at someone when the scout started to pose, blocking the shot and then that happened when afterward. Also found a Sorceress cossplay for graphiteknight but unfortunately there was no Fighter, instead there was Pokemon Red.

Nice to finally have the wrist band off

A nurse has heart attack and describes what she felt like when having one

I am an ER nurse and this is the best description of this event that I have ever heard. 

 FEMALE HEART ATTACKS 

 I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is description is so incredibly visceral that I feel like I have an entire new understanding of what it feels like to be living the symptoms on the inside. Women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have… you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor the we see in movies. Here is the story of one woman’s experience with a heart attack: 

 "I had a heart attack at about 10:30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might have brought it on. I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, ‘A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up. A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you’ve been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you’ve swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn’t have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation–the only trouble was that I hadn’t taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m. 

After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasms), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR). This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. ‘AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening – we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven’t we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, Dear God, I think I’m having a heart attack! I lowered the foot rest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn’t be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else… but, on the other hand, if I don’t, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in a moment. 

I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics… I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn’t feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to un-bolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in. I unlocked the door and then laid down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don’t remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the radiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like ‘Have you taken any medications?’) but I couldn’t make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stints to hold open my right coronary artery. 

I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents. Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you who are so important in my life to know what I learned first hand. 

1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body, not the usual men’s symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn’t know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they’ll feel better in the morning when they wake up… which doesn’t happen. My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you’ve not felt before. It is better to have a ‘false alarm’ visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be! 2. Note that I said ‘Call the Paramedics.’ And if you can take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE! Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER - you are a hazard to others on the road. Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what’s happening with you instead of the road. Do NOT call your doctor – he doesn’t know where you live and if it’s at night you won’t reach him anyway, and if it’s daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn’t carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later. 3. Don’t assume it couldn’t be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it’s unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MIs are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there. Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep. Let’s be careful and be aware. The more we know the better chance we could survive to tell the tale.“

Reblog, repost, Facebook, tweet, pin, email, morse code, fucking carrier pigeon this to save a life! I wish I knew who the author was. I’m definitely not the OP, actually think it might be an old chain email or even letter from back in the day. The version I saw floating around Facebook ended with “my cardiologist says mail this to 10 friends, maybe you’ll save one!” And knew this was way too interesting not to pass on.

And now we die

This is probably my favorite Kantai song so far. There's also one that reminds me so much of Hong Kong Streets from Deus Ex.

ryo-maybe

Legit track from the game as well.

I don't even know how to feel about Stone Ocean's ending. It was good, but depressing as well. At least Part 7 and 8 being how they are makes more sense.