I'm a Very Important Man!

First off, I'm going to post the fairy icons for neurotic_witch and dude_its_jude, with profound apologies for taking a week and a half to draw the darn things. Focus? What is that, exactly?



With that said, you can consider this my last-call post for any players who have no fairy icons whatsoever to post their request for me to fill. There's a good chance that, if I ever do these things again, it will be for the summer batch of newbies, so if you were hoping to get one, speak now, or be really, really patient.
I don't require much- Just a reference picture and what you'd like as a fairy.

Valentine rolled over and flopped out of bed, as was the Thursday morning, 'I have three classes and a club today but don't want to be awake' tradition.
Valentine did the traditional sleepy stumble to gather up Valentine's favourite floppy jacket, pulled it on, and then froze.

The shriek could be heard down the hall.

There was a little something extra to squish into the jacket today.

It was going to be one of those days.

(OOC: I imagine that there are going to be many shrieks today- but Valentine is still free for interaction if anyone takes interest in this particular one.)

Not a draw. Not doing those anymore, as you may recall.

But the first two who comment here with reference pictures and what they'd like for a fairy will get an icon anyhow!

Heck, I may take three because I have no willpower.

Also, if you'd take a moment to choose one of these, I'd be most appreciative.

[Poll #940148]

Whoever the anonymous person is who drive-by gifted me with paid time and icons-- Thank you so very much!

Note to self: Before freaking out about the death of my stylus, spend a day or so shaking it, beating on it, and swearing at it, and maybe it will work again.

Here are the icons!




*pets the tablet- good tablet, niiice tablet, don't ever die again, tablet, okay?*

Now, I'm not going to do another draw, per se, as I said on my post last week Wednesday. But, because I know there are still a few stragglers out there who never did get one, though they did want one, I'm going to continue to do random "first come first served" shoutouts until the day comes where nobody replies or my stylus goes the way of the dodo.

SO.

First two people to comment here with reference images of clothing and hair and what they'd like as a fairy.. get one!

Valentine wasn't particularly stoked about the dance tonight. He had done the party thing on Wednesday, and today he was plotting a school takeover with masks. He was, after all, a member of the P.R.A.T.S, and Hades had seemed rather grudgingly accepting of his suggestion yesterday at the meeting.
Unfortunately, suggesting was far simpler than the actual execution of such plans, and the best that Valentine could think of to make people actually take part in such a plan was systematically breaking into everyone's rooms and gluing said masks to their faces in their sleep.
Not the greatest notion that Valentine has ever had.
As his puzzling shifted from how to get the students to wear the masks to the topic of where in the world they were going to get so many masks from, Valentine peeled off a pair of his own, one smirking and the other scowling, and had another conversation, essentially with himself.
"I certainly can't be expected to provide them all," he said, then held up the scowling mask.
"You must. It was your stupid idea to begin with."
"Thanks. Fantastic vote of confidence there."
"I think it's a good idea. Will there be fish involved?" The smirking mask was being waved about now.
"Fish masks? Now there's a notion..."
"You're both idiots. Who out there will wear a fish? I hate it."
"Don't be so hard on my theoretical fish masks."
"You should just make everyone wear squares on their faces. Then the whole school can be full of blockheads like you."
Valentine resisted the temptation to throw the scowling mask on the floor and stomp on it.
He'd figure something out.

(ooc: Feel free to knock on the door- but I'll only be here another twenty minutes before I dash off to work. I'll be back to catch potential pings this evening. I'm here!)

It was Valentine's birthday today. Of course, Valentine had spent all of yesterday plotting what to do to celebrate the aforementioned day of his birth.
And, of course, he had come up with a plan which he had thought was a brilliant one.

...

Actually, he really hadn't thought of anything at all, so he simply hung a sign outside the door-

It's Valentine's Day! ... In the holiday sense, and the literal, Happy Birthday To Me sense. Party!

The door was open a crack for just so long as the roomie would allow, and Valentine's side of the room was thoroughly taped off again so as to avoid any visitors being strung up or stuck to closet doors. Inside was the best approximation of party gear that Valentine could manage-- he had handwavily set out some popcorn and pop on the table, and there were paper bags, paint brushes, scissors, glitter, paint, and glue on the off chance that anyone wanted to be thoughtful and make a mask so that the birthday boy could actually read their expressions for a while.

[OOC: Party time! Hi, I'm here now!]

Seriously, no more Silent Library clips for me. Ever.

Time for another contest! Link me to a reference picture that shows hair and clothing, and tell me what fairy you want!

I'm feeling ambitious because I have Wednesday off after all. Three winners this week, umkay!

Best of luck!

Valentine was stuck to a door. He had been stuck to the aforementioned door since the room inspections earlier that day, when the masked mallard had rescued him from his bed, only to send him careening over to the... less friendly side of the room.
Given a choice between being sandwiched between two mattresses for a day, or stuck to his roomie's super-magnetized closet door, Valentine probably would have gone the way of the club sandwich.
As it was, he was just managing to undo the final button on his borrowed leather pants, the last barrier between himself and freedom.
Except for the highly booby-trapped rest of that half of the room, granted, but he would cross that bridge when he got there.
Wiggling the final button free, Valentine reached up to take hold of the top of the doorframe and wiggled his way up, slowly but surely, out of his pants. Placing his feet on the floor, he squirmed free of his coat as well, then made a mad bid for freedom back to his own side of the room.
He was rather fortunate to find that his bed had retreated back to its own corner and no longer wanted to eat him. After all, it looked like today was going to be yet another bedsheet toga day for Valentine.
This place seemed to have an odd way of doing away with his pants. Pants were something he could live without, however, so long as he had bedsheets. That said, he still really, really wanted his coat back.


[OOC: Yep, open for whoever might be out and about during the wee hours of the morning.]

Yes. I seem to have finished the ten icon winners from the little random round of insanity, and all in time for Monday, so I'm going to run the fairy icon draw again. Insane ten-icon mini rounds? Will probably not be happening often, so don't bank on seeing another one if you really want an icon.

This week, there will be two winners drawn on Wednesday. You will have to link reference pictures in your entry that show hair and clothing clearly, and you will have to tell me what you'd like for a fairy. I love drawing them, I love having them done and handy when I post my congrats.

So... go for it! Good luck, guys!