Otay peoples, thanks to the wisdom imparted by my buddy Kilo I am going to do a ten-featured-artists-list thing...View the wisdom in the quotie:

"The first ten people who reply to this journal and tell me that they want a spot will have me go through their gallery and pick my three favorite deviations, which in turn will be featured in this journal.

The catch is that to qualify, you MUST post a similar journal, this gives us an opportunity to really appreciate and support this lovely artistic global community we've got going on here. If you don't, I'll take down your feature. The pictures will be posted in the order they are received, so there are no preferences here."

-from the journal of Sol-Guardian-Kilo

Isn't that an awesome idea? I love it so I chose to participate. Will you?





1. Sol-Guardian-Kilo:
tales of the abyss gang by ~Sol-Guardian-Kilo on deviantART

Kei 2 by ~Sol-Guardian-Kilo on deviantART

random hedgie by ~Sol-Guardian-Kilo on deviantART

2. Shikagami:
King of Lions by ~Shikagami on deviantART

Nasada Finished by ~Shikagami on deviantART

Cutey2 for silentlife by ~Shikagami on deviantART

3. *AshuraSK:

I'm bad with titles

WHEE IT'S XAINE

PORFILE: Damien

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Ok, I've moved out of my house and will be living with my aunt very soon. So I'm in Arizona now, just being myself and enjoying life. I never really thought it would be so hard to change from a negative mindset to a positive one so my family, new friends down here, and my boyfriend (who's still in Texas) are helping me and doing a damn good job.
I'm not going to be able to post up any new artwork until like, July because of technical difficulties. (My harddrive on my laptop is acting up). But I will have SOME stuff by the time I'm able to post art up again so I'll be fine.
>_<;;; In the words of my friend Neisha: "Craptastic"! I forgot!!! I need a scanner for my handdrawn stuff! I'll ask my aunt if i can use hers...ah well.
Laters!

Hello, I know that I haven't been on here for a while
but I've been booked! I crashed last night due to NO sleep for an extended period of time, didn't go to school due to shakiness and weakness as result of my crashing...I'm fine now though except I didn't quite get an essay finished for my english class.

DUDE! I'm REALLY hyper cause I've just had a bag of original Skittles. Not your tear and share or your HUGE bag, but the normal little check-out lane size bag and I'm as hyper as HECK!!! What do they put IN these little things ANYWAY?

After like, five of these little sugar rockets, I found myself kinda dancing in my chair and singing along with my music. The whole bag...I found myself dancing, singing, and doing air guitar as if I were in concert!!!! Skittles and I are a BAD combonation...that was like an hour ago I had those things and I'm STILL HYPER!!! ::sighs:: ::turns on "Just Like A Pill" by P!nk:: ::starts singing along:: ::stops to frown:: ::changes from music to comedy on iTunes library and selects "Childhood" by Robin Williams:: ::starts to crack up:: ::smiles FINALLY satisfied::

Man...public high school was a major change for me, not only transferring in the beginning of my junior year(this year), but all the new stressers and MUCH bigger campus than the little private school i transferred from...

I'm so...alone now...i don't know anybody and i'm really shy cause i'm scared of rejection. i've already been rejected in some ways and it hurts bad. i have only three classes where people talk to me and with two of them, 9x out of 10 we can't really talk, and in the same two i feel just...tolerated. i mean, i offer to help my peers out with stuff, am really nice and polite, i'm just kinda awkward socially... i feel my opinions don't matter sometimes. I'm a better writer than talker/chatter/forum-poster.

poem:Hole by: me (walker-of-vanguard)

::Hole::
it's like the perfect picture, people happy and laughing, talking to their other peers. A Kodak moment if you will, that is until i arrive and try to find my own peers. But now it is a messed up picture, because one of us doesn't truly belong.

i feel taped to the picture, from another discarded image but cut out with dull ragged sheers, it's obvious i'm different, my tape is like an awful note in an american idol song.

the frayed edges of my outline are utterly an eyesore,
social awkwardness results, what do you expect?
i'm a cut-out from a discarded image, i belong somewhere else,
but i can't find it. in frustration and sadness i search some more...

- *walker-of-vanguard*