“Your voice is like a fork being scratched against a chalkboard, leave this instant. Alex just had his back turned to Walter as he was far more focused on adding the right amount of chemicals to a vial, making a new formula of Nox gas for the games. Quit tinkering around in here with whatever you’re doing…” he trailed off as his eyes landed on the several packs of fresh indestructible whities laying on the table, he couldn’t believe himself even with his one eye alone. “Ay mate you haven’t been out of this room since last Thursday, it’s been nearly a week already and I’m worried about ya. Alex felt like a complete genius, not having been bothered by anyone that entire time. Spending countless hours and days inside his lab he had reached the perfect solution, a pair that would have the perfect amount of elasticity and return to its normal state as the giver is done pulling. Resulting in a wicked wedgie or tearing at the man’s briefs, so it’d be a starting point to make a indestructible pair of tighty whities with the given fabric and the right materials. Octavio had come to him asking if he could make him some new clothing that wouldn’t tear or burn off during his experiments so he took it upon himself to begin testing on the man’s underwear, he knew how the daredevil had roughhoused with that clown Elliot. But it didn’t concern Alexander not one bit, he was far more focused on a new experiment of indestructible armor. It was the start to a pattern of getting frequent visits from the one armed aussie after he allowed him to give a hefty slap on the ass. It all started that first day Salvo had crashed down, standing in the ruins with Bloodhound and none other than Fuse. Anyway, I’m finished with commissions, I don’t really know if I’ll go back to doing stories, this whole thing makes it feel like no one actually cares, and it’s put me in a bit of a slump again, I guess I’ll talk when I feel like anyone actually wants to listen, so probably not soon, thanks to the people who try to support me though, I appreciate it, bye again. Even people who I usually get responses and comments from didn’t bother to say anything this time, no “I don’t have the money” or “good luck” just silence, it’s depressing honestly, but I just have to accept that and move on. It just saddens me a lot, I’ve always said that I would rather be hated than ignored. It’s clear this wasn’t the success I had hoped it would be, I’d say it saddens me to be ignored like this, but, as I’ve said before, I’ve been ignored by people my whole life, don’t know why I expected this to be any different. Some people recommended stories, which I appreciate, they were just from series/franchises I didn’t know anything about, so I couldn’t do anything. I was hoping at the bare minimum I could get at least three a month, and I couldn’t even get one this first month. I’m closing my commission list, not that anyone actually cares from the looks of it.
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