Ya’ll have been sending me messages for some time now, haha. But, as you know, I was never sure about prices and types of alters. So now I’ve FINALLY put together a commission post I’m comfortable with.
Here’s how it works:
- We discuss what you want done, we exchange emails
- You pay half of the money upfront and send me your card
- I do the alteration and send you a pic
- You pay the other half and I send you your card
Prices include normal bubble mailer shipping back to you. If you want something more involved, you’ll have to pay the extra.
I will ship outside the US but I 100% refuse to be responsible for your country’s postal system. Yeah I’m lookin’ at you, Italy. If you do not purchase registered shipping you will have to send me an email stating that you don’t hold me responsible for lost mail. I will provide you with a scan of the postal receipt so you know it was sent, do not worry.
For extensions, texture, and small alters allow 1 week from when your card arrives for me to have it done. For full custom stuff, allow 2 weeks. I usually have a big queue of things to do, so I have to fit it into a spot in my schedule. Sometimes custom stuff can take a few painting sessions that’s why I advise the 2 week period.
Thank you for looking!
I hope to do work for you soon.
Slither Manufacturing and Tacos Corporation would like to bestow a glorious ~SIGNAL BOOST~ upon this post.
Thank you for your time.
Abominate it, haha
[Done son. Probably shouldn’t do any more]
Holy shit man, that’s neat. I like what you did to the tail, particularly.
Pretty good I guess! Headache, hungry, and needing to go grocery shopping like, thirty minutes ago so Ponder isn’t late for work and actually has food for lunch.
Shymmer design update and clothing idea.
Krysel Romero, mech pilot for the Cytherian Alliance. Notably un-pacifistic for a lupeleon.
Koiyoronoio’odoi I’i (or just “Koi”, as her friends insist).
Mistress Ulvang the Mighty and Prince Skiru the Kind, leaders of the belzeel.
Mirad Lokenev, kasaalian highschool student, “enjoying” the rise of one of Durake’s three suns.
I feel really really happy with this character redesign of which nobody would even know who she was to begin with.
2007 original design bleughghfdjghg
Man, do you know how many times I sit here, and think to myself something along the lines of;
"DANG, so many people have a lot of the same <issues> that I have. It’s crazy! I know JUST what to do to simply stop being like that, though! It’s eeeeeeeaaaasyyyyyy~!"
And then, no matter how “easy” it actually is, fail to garner the motivation to… more-or-less be a better person at all? And then feel miserable because I just have an overwhelming feeling of “FUCK, I CAN’T DO THAT!!!!”
It’s a hilariously cruel game my mind plays with me. Complaining about it doesn’t really help, and yet I do that, too, at times. Like right now! Wowzers. I think it’s due to my current all-encompassing feeling of “holy balls I don’t give a shit about anything”.
It was… hitting myself in the face with an asinine “realization” that was quiet foolish. A huge splurt of rage and rambling fueled by jealousy on a crumbling lack of self confidence with an unhealthy dose of self deprecation burying me alive in a six foot hole.
Basically, at just the wrong moment, my brain made a simple, pointless connection, then I just proceeded to roll over my own self.
I guess it was some form of “panic”, and it sure felt like I was “attacking” myself.
While I am in a more stable state of mind right now, I don’t really know how to tackle this… internal dilemma, but with some time, as most things tend to be with me, I’ll probably forget about it and meander back into a state that I could call “happy” for a while again.
I don’t know.
Today’s xenosexual education lesson; arman males.
Arman males, sometimes called the “drone” caste, are slender and weak, serving only one purpose;
to look hot and fuck bitches “servicing” the queen and her maids. Note the ribbing on the shaft which helps to increase pleasure. Achieving orgasm is often a hasty procedure for these boys. A single queen may have anywhere from only a handful to dozens of drones at her beck and call.
Wow I went absolutely bonkers for about four hours.
Something just really REALLY got to me the absolute wrong way. Yeesh.
Back to drawing alien wingwangs.