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Tests and Finessing

Be prepared. This blog contains images that some may find disturbing.

That's right, gentle readers. I finally got my keister in gear and did a makeup test.

But first - a little about what we're doing with the clock.

[Shown here: clock bits]

First, we took off the bell and the two brass feet so we could remove those weird little bracer things. They'd just get in the way.

[Shown here: Red clock insert and belt clips]

This is the result of some hours of drafting and printing. Looks like we got that printer just in time.

The belt clips will be superglued to the clock face.

[Shown here: clock insert inserted into clock. With belt clips]

The gluing will happen later. As you can see, the printed clock insert fits very neatly into the clock without buggering up the mechanism inside.

[Shown here: test "photo" on the left and star "photo" on the right]

I've also been up to some forgery, as well. The old "Iron it to turn it yellow" doesn't seem to work on poster card. I only ironed the test piece, at varying temperatures. Even on Linen setting, it only got a little yellowed in the middle.

Fortunately, I have some really cheap tea. Painting and drying tests will happen today.

And now for the disturbing part of this blog:

[Shown here: My ugly mug]

Voila. Your humble and rather unphotogenic author in all hir disgusting morning glory.

[Shown here: Implements of mess]

[Shown here: Accessories]

[Shown here: Appliance and glue]

I'm going to use these to turn myself into an even uglier robot. Some of this stuff, like Prosaide and Synwax, are things I have never used before. So the learning curve promises to be steep.

[Lesson one: I'm even scarier without eyebrows]

Synwax needs a metal tool to extract it from its casing. The more you play with it, the stickier it gets.

Today's lesson was: Get it into shape, let it cool, then apply to face. And applying in blobs gets a lumpy, bumpy finish that one can't do shit about.

But it's just a test, today.

[Lesson two: just outline the firkin eyebrows ffs]

I drew on my face with an eyeliner and then with Face and Body black. This is also just after I blacked my neck and ears.

This was just so I knew what I was colouring in and where.

[Lesson three: Do all the rust effects before you apply the final colour]

TAG makeup works best with a moist sponge. Sure, you can use a dry one, but it takes forever to slather it on.

I have stipple sponges, but for the overall rusted metal look - apply metalics with a stencil brush. It stings a bit, but the final result is gorgeous.

[Lesson four: align the prosthetic to the eye, not the nose, dummins]

Yes, that is a zipper in my right ear. It's little touches like that that make or break a character IMO. My idea of stencilling in a mesh effect proved to be bad, so I just blacked out my cheeks.

I must remember to do lowlights and highlights for the bronze jaw.

I'm going to have to buy copper and a butt-load of black. Sigh.

[Shown here: Serial hugger]

Yeah, my resting bitch face reads as tired as fuck.

Pondering bright firkin red lipstick instead of the black. It might read better. Then I paint an outline in black.

I have not applied hairspray to fix it. The makeup seems to be reasonably well-behaved. We shall see how well it stands up to a sweaty Queensland Autumn day.

As always, any hints and tips towards doing a better job next time are appreciated.

Challenge #01123-C026: Camping Therapy

http://soluscrow.tumblr.com/post/138136736084/otpprompts-person-a-of-your-otp-gets-a-lobster

Person A of your OTP gets a lobster in their pants during a fishing trip (Person B is completely baffled as to how this happens) and Person B attempts to get it out while A screams and hops about. B is laughing so hard they can’t breathe. -- Gallifreya

Frisk's therapist had recommended fishing as an occupation that might get them to talk a little more. And since it was do as the therapist

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Round, round, I'm run around...

Welcome to the Last Mad Dash, the final 80Km relay in the Cosplay 2016.

Today, I am taking my admittedly limited funds to Spotlight to get the best look material for Bitzer's capelet. It has to be warm, because night-time temperatures in Tucson head to the single figures, it has to be woven, because MeMum can't pilot an overlocker, it has to look pretty nice, because Bitzer's a robot with standards, and it has to be cheap because I'm almost broke.

You

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Challenge #01122-C025: The Café of the Lost

It's present day, and the Muses get together for a re-union and catch up. The Muses of poetry also inspire writers by now. -- Knitnan.

[AN: I actually looked them up once upon a time, and they all used to inspire specific kinds of poetry. Now I know Terpsichore gets the dancers and Calliope gets the musicians... but I need to go on a wiki walk to discover who else gets what in the modern day]

The air reeked of coffee and

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Print crazy

Many of you probably don't remember the first time you got a printer. I do. Of course, this was before I found out what the internet was, but the ability to make copies of things, or even print out stuff on demand? It was like magic.

I'm pretty sure I did more damage to the rainforests of the world with my first printer than I have throughout the rest of my life. Heck, I even printed and bound a "book" of sorts,

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Challenge #01121-C024: Humans Are Space Orcs

A couple of case studies that had managed to be kept away from the general galactic knowledge pool (except under specific licensing and non-disclosure contracts) come to light - the cases of Phineas Gage, James Brady, Ahad Israfil and others that have suffered massive head injuries and made practically full recoveries, despite the loss of large amounts of brain. (And often despite the lack of medical care of the time - Phineas's accident was in the 1820s)

(Warning for Ahad, pictures from

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I got Beloved a gift!

It's always hard to shop for the snuggle-buddy who can get everything they want for themselves. Unless, that is, Aldi's happens to be selling 3D printers for $500.

The next-best commercial price for a 3D printer is around $1600, from Jaycar's. So this thing is literally less than half the price.

Caveat emptor - you have to at least know something about these things to get anything decent out of it. Including that it uses absolute meters of filament to print anything

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Challenge #01120-C023: Irreconcilably Different

http://haberdashing.tumblr.com/post/137972037479/songofsunset-fireandwonder-songofsunset -- Gallifreya

[AN: I know for a fact that there's a really bizarre bug out there. Its young can only eat this super-rare fungal growth, and they solve the problem of making more babies by having one larva gestate like a billion more larvae inside it as it eats. I can't find the name of the thing for life of me. I know David Attenborough talked about it, but that still leaves a lot of

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Progress and setbacks

I hit the 92 zone, this morning. 92.6 kilos. On one hand - hooray, I'm losing weight and that should be good for me. On the other - boo, the corset I have is now too big. And I have no idea where to get cheap and comfy corset stuffing.

I have got in contact with the corset people to see if I can swap it out for the same style in one size down. Fingers crossed that it won't break

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Challenge #01119-C022: Love Therapy

After The End, Flowey is brought to the surface too in a little flowerpot. Frisk totes him around everywhere. It's like Lilo and Stitch with more ambassadorial responsibilities. -- Gallifreya

Frisk went to bed in the police station, after the Emergence Event, in a police department T-shirt and empty-handed. When they came for them in the morning, they had a flowerpot and a talking buttercup.

There was a reason Frisk's foster families had complained about escapes, but lacked proof.

One of the

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Spoonless...

The blockage in my lungs is not preventing me from getting air, apparently. I've been taking the nebuliser to little or no actual effect. And certainly zero relief.

I couldn't sleep because of the blockage. It's a struggle to breathe in. So, long about midnight, we had the home service doctors swing on by and take a look at me. That's how I know my asthma meds are working, even though it feels like some invisible python is crushing my windpipe. Or

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Challenge #01118-C021: Benevolent Spirits

A child with a temporary tall, formally dressed, spooky friend. He has massive hands, a bone white head and....

  1. No face
  2. Flaming Purple hair -- Gallifreya

When the police finally found Velour, they didn't ask why she held one hand in the air, fingers curled as if they were gently grasping something. They did not question how a small child of four could have found her way out of the woods from the remote cabin where that sicko had her.

They just

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Zip ties and superglue solve lots of problems

...but not the one where I have to spend a lot of money to keep breathing.

Beloved and I restocked my medication stores, yesterday. It was quite the shopping list:

  • Ventolin nebules
  • Atrovent nebules
  • Magnesium tablets
  • Olive leaf extract tablets [I refuse to take the liquid, it is gut-wrenchingly gross]
  • Vitamin C
  • Probiotics
  • Cough syrup of the expectorant variety
  • Herbal anti-anxiety stuff

And a few items of sundry miscellany that were neither here or there. Now... how much would you expect to

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Challenge #01117-C020: Death of Monsters

Sans: The actual Grim Reaper -- Gallifreya

[AN: I've seen Reaper!Sans on Tumblr and I have yet to see a coherent attitude with it. Please forgive me for any and all mismatched headcannons]

"...and peek-a-boo," read Sans, "I found you."

"...wowie," mumbled Pap in his half-doze.

"G'night, Pap," Sans gently stroked his brother's skull, easing Papyrus into dreamland. He put the book away and crept into his room. Careful not to make a sound. He lit both his eyes and reached

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Asthma Games I Play (and other business)

I want it to be understood that a shortness of breath is something of a default state for me. Asthma creeps up on me by slow increments that are nearly invisible. I should be checking my nails for blueness, but if I do so regularly, I don't notice how much blue has crept up on me.

So I play really odd games like:

  • Is it a cough or a tickle?
  • How shallow is my breathing?
  • Do I really need my medicine or
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