A Ride With A Mad Man In A Box
They descended upon us in swarms of metal. Fires burned and cities fell. Yet all the time the Doctor and I ran. We ran for our lives. We ran through bronzed sparks of destruction towards hope. And as each life lost, each house crumbled and the metal lords took over, the closer we came to death, I realised something;
I had never felt so alive.
Probably the most sickeningly cute thing I will ever make.
Could have gone to Brighton with my lover, tonight, had I not been dumped on my grandparents by my mother who is bored of looking at me. So, yeah, this is how I spent my night, making ‘outfits’ in a weird pixel chat, of the various ‘doctors’.
I give up. I need to go to a piss-up.
*Before you ask: It’s a retro. I don’t waste my money on coloured pixels. /Justsayin.
I got a pen tablet, today, so I doodled a bit.
A very modded Potter. He’s holding a razor and he’s a psychopath. Yay!
This advert popped up. I just think this zombie looks so awkward.
A Load Of Campus ‘Icons’ I Made While It Was Mid-Series.
I apologise for how embarrassingly bad they are, but I was completely useless when I made them. Well, as good as.
Having a bit of a rummage through my old files to see what lurking and eating up my disk space. It’s mostly doodles in paint.
Today, while on a walk, I spotted a squirrel tail, with a bit of squirrel still attached. Deciding it the only appropriate course of action, I put it in my handbag.