Because I’m Bored

29 11 2011

Hello, I’m back!

Recently, I got this little book which I write random quotes in. Here are a few.

“Winning is for losers.”

“I’m reasonably sized.”

“I rest my pencil case.”

My life is strange.

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I made this because I was bored. And I mean really bored.

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It’s a pivot! About a guy who’s on fire.

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YouTube Video of the week that isn’t mine (it’s random):

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I shall leave you with a drawing of a tiger:

See ya.





Sorry

1 08 2011

Yeah, sorry for neglecting this blog. Just haven’t been on it for a while, so I thought I might do a post of everything that I’ve been doing recently.

Firstly, I don’t like Justin Bieber much, so I drew this ↓.

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I’ve also been making a scrapbook of sorts, of things that I like, which I would show you, but I don’t want to waste space that could be used for other things.

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Here is a pivot animation that I’ve made:

You might have to click it or full screen it for it to move, just try everything until it works.

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Oh, and I’m starting work on a work of fiction, about a girl because for some reason I never write about girls, and here is a bit of it:

Escaping from the jail hadn’t been easy; there were many different obstacles she had to tackle. She ran to the entrance, but only made it as far as the castle grounds before someone had realised she had escaped, and set some of the other prison guards to try to kill her. But Catherine was a fighter, as a little girl she knew how to attack enemies. When she had been caught she had been asleep, otherwise she would have taken them on there and then. These four people who were going to kill her didn’t stand a chance.

“Oi, you!” one of them shouted across the grounds. He ran towards her, she got her fighting stance ready. Suddenly the man cried out in pain; Catherine had punched him in the jaw. She aimed a kick towards his stomach, and he fell to the ground, writhing in agony. Catherine kneeled down and took his dagger. She probably wouldn’t need it, but it was reassuring to know she had a weapon she could use. Another guard came close to her; she dug her thumbs into the hollows in the side of his neck. His head shot back in pain and she elbowed him in the stomach. He fell to the ground. The other guards looked at her in fear and fled. Catherine smiled.

The next obstacle was the portcullis, an iron gate with spikes on the bottom of it to protect the castle from siege. If it fell on her she would be impaled. With the feeling that it would be dropped soon, Catherine ran at it. She rolled underneath it. The second she got up from her roll, the portcullis fell. She breathed a sigh of relief.

Running as quickly as she possibly could, she sprinted over the drawbridge before it was pulled up, avoiding the boiling oil that was being poured on her. She darted through the land outside the castle, dodged the flurry of arrows being rained upon her from the battlements.

It was simple after that, just down the hill the castle was on and she was free.

Catherine is a real person, though she isn’t the prison-escaping, zombie-fighting, evil king hater that I made her character into. And the only reason I’m writing about her is because I couldn’t be bothered to make up a character.

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Moving on, I’m going to Turkey for a holiday soon, I’ll blog about that after I’ve finished the Bournemouth thing. And no, I’m probably never going to write about Porlock.

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I’ve finished the Hunger Games, it’s a great book, I’d definitely recommend it, really thought provoking. I was up at 14 past 3 in the morning, trying to finish it. Check out its website.

OK, that’s the end. Bye.





Hello!

13 03 2011

Sorry about this, me not posting for a while.

I’ve just had nothing to write about. I could find some cool games, but they are hard to find.

Or maybe I could do a bit on the Dismantlement series.

But no. I’ve done three pivots and here they are.

One’s about elephants, another’s about Stonehenge and the third has been inspired by Shopping Kart Hero.

That’s all, bye.