My attempt to shift my schedule didn’t really work. I’m now thoroughly exhausted and have commissions to catch up on at the same time. Next week will have three updates – because I forgot to script a scene.

- Tiff – and no, hubby buying me Minecraft for Mother’s Day did NOT help. It just pointed out I have zero free fun time.

Sketches for the Alien Dice charms. We have Zeta, Epsy and Stealth. The other two charms will be redrawn Lexx and Chel from the retro space dream.

What do you think? The will end up being full color, cel shaded, 1.5″ charms for $6 each, which includes shipping in the US.

A kickstarter is a pledge drive to earn enough money to fund a project. Nothing is charged unless the project is fully funded. This one will need to reach a goal of $350-$375 to cover the cost of getting the charms made, shipping and paypal/Kickstarter fees. I’ll make profit on everything after that.

- Tiff

So who do you want on the charms? They’ll likely have a hole in them and be useable for a number of different things.

One of them, will be a redesign of the Stealth – It’s not FAIR charm.

Charms for Dash, Swiftpaw and Stealth already do exist, even though they’re not all up. I’ll get them all up before I start the kickstarter. I may also use this to reprint a very popular Halloween Stealth charm.

I DO have two designs for Serenity and Sirius that I’ll show off in a bit that are heart shaped, but because they are more detailed, I may want to do them at a larger size and separately from this.

Lexx’s face contorted in obvious pain for a brief moment, then abruptly changed to an unheard scream as spatters of blood suddenly erupted from beneath his bandages.
You may not desire to watch this, but he will survive. The grey intoned in a completely emotionless voice. Chel turned immediately into her father’s arm, unable to watch the pain Lexx was experiencing as the grey’s worked on him. We are being as quick as we can, but this is messy.
Vic watched the screen, feeling really bad for Lexx and fighting very hard with keeping his anger at the greys in check. It was just like them to not care about the pain that their subjects were enduring. As far as he could gather, their bodies had moved so far beyond their natural states, they had lost touch with what it was to experience many more things than simple emotions.
If they did not experience pain, they would not fully be able to understand it in another being.