#anjuthal_old

[meanae]

A certain someone got his Soom Tristan Outfit :> Just had to add his regular pants, because he looked ridiculous without them.

Finally he has an outfit for himself |>

[meanae]

I like the face-up, but- ... I’m not that happy wit the open eyes. Good thing I bought the human head first, otherwise I would probably have sold him within a month >_>

[meanae]

Back to regular random pictures after all that plot-stuff.

So I had that really old (+4 years) blond wig, that, once upon a time, was really curly. My younger self decided it would be a good idea to plump it into the sink and drain it in hot water (hey I've read that on the internet, what could go wrong?). What DID go wrong was the fact that the wig had a criss-cross center parting, and that mixed with water resulted in a horrible mess and strange bulges (note to self - not just pour water over wigs, but make sure that the hair is facing the right direction too.)

So after half an hour of controlled hot water-pouring, its finally in a good state again. And since I've thought about giving Anju a long wig for a while, he had to test it xD

I actually like that look on him... more shaman-like than the purple wig.

(by the way, I noticed these are the first pictures of Anju in sunlight :o That, everybody, is actually his real resin color xD)

[meanae]

Oh no, my table not too small.

My projects are just too big :| Might just start working on the floor again.

(Jup, that thing on the right is a SD centaur body xD at least a scetch of one... probably will never do it, because simply too big.)

[meanae]

Here, have some kind of mini scene/rp-with-myself/story. Since I've finally figured out a somewhat realistic background for all of my characters as dolls, I'll post some snippets of their stories like this in the future :)

____________________________________ It was snowing. Since days now; four days in a row, and that stuff kept on coming down. And there was still no sight of him. Nothing beside that little note, that said 'I'm coming home.' A week with nothing more than three lousy words. And instead of sitting at the window today he decided to sit outside, to get some fresh air into his head; the place wasn't cramped up or something, just- ... incomplete. Like you know that you've forget something at home, but it was to late to turn around and get it. "You know that he would get mad if he knew you're waiting for him in the snow." Came a voice from behind. Rich, smiling, with a bit of a southern accent. Snow wasn't something the Jackal was used to. He sat beside him. "He can get mad as much as he wants. He wouldn't even put a single step out of the house into snow, so I'm save out here." 'If he would be here, of course.' It doesn't have to be said - they both knew. "Its been a week. And it feels even longer than all these weeks before the note..." He trailed off, brushing a strand of red hair out of his face. "I know." A simple answer, but with the same feeling he had - longing. For the family that was missing. The Jackal lowered his eyes a bit. "Lets just hope he gets home fast."

[meanae]

Haha, and my second try with soy + black hair color resulted in dark purple too x,D But oh well. I guess it suits him good :)

He's coming along. now only lashes + tattoos + scars missing :D

(Still no news about Silas head and Altis body *sigh* stuck in transit. Meh.)

[meanae]

Anju is heeeere <3 Now world leave me alone and lemme work on ma new doll.