Okay, I am going to first preface this by saying cubshit is gross and children shouldn't be in vore or sex stuff. Okay, now that's out of the way, I need to put a clarifier here so that people who stumble on my FA don't start accusing me things I'm not guilty of, namely, Tin is not in any way a child, young, or otherwise a "teen" or anything of that ilk. He has always been based on what my real life age is, and considering I made him at the ripe old age of... 23? 24? I forget now by now, he has never been a child and is not meant to be childlike. His small size is due to species cannon, and his gross level of optimism and adorableness is... well, based on my own. So again, Putting this journal out right now so that if someone on some sorta rampage or with some grudge against me, can't imagine anyone like that, but just in case, I can point to this journal as proof if a mod comes in to respond to a report flag.

Well, not dead, been busy with school stuff, furry con, writing, just, whole lots of stuff, still have more I'm gonna upload later, and then some more when I finish up with my newest interactive attempt. But other then the alive check, there is something important I want to talk about which is the focus of the journal, mostly so I can link it rather then retyping it over and over again.

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So, this might come as a bit of a shock and out of no where, but I"m, for lack of a better word, retiring Marvy. I'm still keeping her as my character, and art might show up with her in the future, and obviously all the art I have of her and the fond memories are here to stay. But. I don't really identify with her as much, or well, kinda at all, she was an object of attraction, not really me, but now, I'm quite comfortable being Tin, and from now on I'll be fronting as him for the foreseeable future. I could try and explain the reasoning and such, but honestly, it's mostly just a bunch of feelings and identity stuff that is really really hard to put into words. Now for those who don't know me well, this is mostly just gonna be meaning you're gonna see more Tin art and less Marvy art, and Tin focused writing. For those close, I'd prefer to be referred to as Tin, peep, TinyTin, and such, just, use what nicknames you want, but please treat me like Tin rather then Marvy from now on please. That's it, I don't have any witty way to close this off, personal growth just happens ya know? Sorry for any inconvenience.

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Hello yes the last journal is old, yes I still have my job, everything is going good and such, albeit, slow, I have a bunch of art I need to upload but there are two more works being done and then I'm gonna dump them all out, after I hopefully write some interesting and vigilantes on them, I'm also a bit less then half-way done with the next Tin's normal day update, which has I think the longest scene I've written yet. Maybe, I don't count words and ue to the formatting that goes into the interactive to make it... interactive it wouldn't be accurate to use a normal word counter but whatever, I'm rambling. I hope you all have a lovely Halloween, get lots of candy, and get tricked into getting eaten by a big monster. Or if you are that big monster, I hope you trick lots of cute furs into your stomach!

Life is weird, sometimes you get laid off for 2 weeks then show up to re-apply and they never removed you from the system so you just start an 8 hour shift right then and there and start work in a different position.

Was let go for not "jive-ing" with the team, pretty sad, update might not happen at end of this month, will upload when scenes are done eventually.

Job has been acquired, interactive updates may or may not slow depending on motivation, but cash flow means more commissions will be bought.

It's my birthday, I would like one job in a reasonable walking/public transit distance, and a large vial of writing motivation please.

Also I'm gonna be at this year's Texas furry fiesta, which is gonna be fun.

Oh and my dog I've had for 12 years was put down a few days ago.

That's all.

Oh hey, long time no talk huh? Anyway, profiles been updated and probably will be updated a bit more when I think of stuff to add. of course, just look at it if you want to see it, as for a life update, things are okay, still don't have a job but hopefully that will change soon, once I get off my lazy ass and look for it. I'm also trying to be a lot less of a recluse and be more social, as hard as that is for me. Also, I am going to be at next year's TFF, so be prepared for another journal with more details about that sometime in January. Also, since I'm kinda stream of thoughting this journal, I'd like to say that I've been having lots of fun doing gamedev stuff with  darklord92 and playing a lot of spacestation 13's V.O.R.E. station. Anyway, sergo out.

edit: oh shit I forgot, gonna upload some stuff soon
edit2: Okay posting done for now.

http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/8167358/ Go check out this raffle, it's free art by a sergal, which means it's gonna be amazing, no doubt about it, and if you do doubt it, then you're a bad person for not believing in the power of the wedge.

Well, it’s that time of year again, I’m going to be turning 21 soon, so yay, I’m fully legal now, although I’m still gonna be quite busy with my work-study stuff, I will however be able to attend TFF. As for TFF info, see below:

Where are you staying?
The hotel right next to the main hotel.

What day are you getting there?
Friday to Sunday

How are you traveling?
Car
How is the best way to find you?
Wandering around, attending panels.

Are there any panels you might be attending?
Probably some of the writing panels, maybe other panels that catch my eye, and if there is a sergal meet and greet I’ll definitely be there.

What do you look like?
Average white guy, should be wearing a blue Black Mesa hoodie, and probably carrying around a big red and black backpack.

If I see you, how should I get your attention?
Call out Rowan or Marvy, or feel free to tap or poke me if it’s too loud.

Okay, long time no journal. As some may know and others may not, my life is about to get a whole lot more busy, and unfortunately, that means that I’m gonna have a lot less time to talk and chat with people. Now, without further ado: here is the schedule:
Monday: Will be available from 5PM to 9PM with an hour or two of that time being distracted with study.

Tuesday: Will generally not be available at all, and if by some miracle I am online, please don’t try and chat, I probably wanna just game for the hour or two I have before bed.

Wednesday: Pretty much the same as Monday.

Thursday: Pretty much same as Tuesday, although even less likely to be online.

Friday: Same as Monday and Wednesday, unless it’s like a Thursday, will depend on how much bullshit I’ve had through the week.

Saturday: Will probably sleep in and stay up late, will be mostly available through the day depending on whether family time or not.

Sunday: Pretty much same as Saturday but will be going to bed at 9PM to prepare for Monday

Now, with all that out of the way, what is it that I am doing that requires me to be busy so much? Long story short, I’m finally getting off my ass, and going to go do job training, working on getting my foot in the door of an IT career. This is a five hour a day course that will also require 1-2 hours of extra study a day as well, along with the logistics of taking public transit there and back. So I’m gonna be pretty busy and probably worn out most days. Now some of you with jobs may look at me like huh? This wears you out? Well, I’m use to a much more… sedimentary life style, but that needs to change or I’ll go insane. After this job training is finished, which will be starting from the time of this post to March 31st, I’ll then be in all likely hood getting a job immediately afterwards, and will still be busy, but hopefully less so. Also I will start having regular cash flow so I should be able to finally start commission art, so yay for that.

Anyway, best Sergal signing off.

Okay, so this Sergal has been in a creative rut for far too long, and needs to start creating soon or else she’ll go crazy. That said, I have a few ideas as to what to work on, but I need your help deciding what to work on! So here are the ideas:
1: Straight up short porn stories, including a variety of lewdness and kinks.
2: Non-sexy novel style chapters about the adventures of a space serg
3: A series of short journal entries of both the lewd and non-lewd variety of the daily hi-jinks of a sergal.
Anyway, tell me which one you’d be interested in seeing me do.

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I am writing again, I will try and actually finish something and post it as well. Also, TFF is so soon, super excited for it.

All I fucking want is to write a story. Just, god damn, start something, go through with it, then finish it. Is that too much to ask of myself? Is that just, beyond my capabilities now? Maybe I've gone soft... Maybe I've lost my mojo, or maybe I never had it in the first place, and it was just an anomaly whenever I would crank out several thousand words a day for several days straight, then hit a dry spell for a god damn fucking year. In fact, lately, I haven't been able to do shit. Nothing, absolutely fucking nothing. The work project was a bust, and I'm still lying about that to almost all parties involved. I have TFF to look forward to, but why? Yay, I get to see my friends, enjoy life some, but that seems to be all I'm doing now. My grandparents, especially my grandfather, ride my ass every day about going to work ,about being a working man, about discipline and duty and loyalty and all that fucking jazz. Thanks, I'll pretend to listen while I come up with even more bull shit lies that you seem to eat up. That's about the only thing I'm good at really, lying. Not a bad skill to have, being able to make people believe what I want them to, but I wish I didn't. I thought I was gonna love my new job, I really did try, but between the two hour commute there then another two hour commute back home, then there's the fact that I'm too shy to meet my co-workers, and my boss and my pseudo boss send mixed messages, and I'm too afraid to ask for a new assignment since I already dug myself into a hole. Sometimes I wish I could go back to being the stoic bastard I use to be, pretend I was a sociopath with no real emotions, treat others as only tools to make me feel better about myself. But I couldn't keep that up. I care too damn much. My brother has recently decided that he is pretty chill about me being a furry, despite him still making fun of me, and most of my friends, for being “gay animal fucking freaks”. My mother is moving, again, this time moving just a short twenty minute walk away from my grandparents, and along with moving, she's also trying to get back in touch with me, reconnect, and I'm not sure how I feel about that. She seems to be stabilizing, emotionally at last, but I've been fooled in the past. How long until she explodes? How long until my grandparents explode? How long till I explode? Maybe I just need a vacation from life, go out to my aunt's ranch in the middle of piss fuck nowhere, Oklahoma. No internet out there, no work, no naggy grandparents, just... Well, just me and my own mind. Maybe I'm just throwing myself a pity party and I need to man the fuck up and deal with the fact that I'm an adult now. All this, and I still feel bad because I feel obligated to be there for my friends, to be a shining beacon of can-do attitude and emotional stability, but that's a load of shit, I'm just good at hiding how broken up I am. Maybe that's all I need to do, but right now, I think I'm the one who needs help. I don't want to fall back into a depression, I can't, I won't, I refuse to... But I feel so damn close to slipping in.

Everything was fine, until the I don't give a fuck nation attacked, then, only the Marvy, master of having hope and giving a damn could save the world.
If you know what this is about, or if you are curious about it, I'll be on skype this evening, American Central time.

So, I've been sick for a few days now. Well, Rowan has. Marvy has been very busy dictating a lot of things to me. She feels like I've started to neglect and abandon a big part of who I am. And she's right. I've been so caught up in both working towards my career in cyber security and making plans for college. It's been fun but very time consuming. Another part of me that has grown to overwhelm the missing part that Marvy is worried about, is my ever growing concern and, for lack of a better term, love, for my friends, who all seem to have mental hiccups that I am all too familiar with. I know some of them appreciate the... Therapeutic talks I have with them sometimes, others seem to only want the classic Queen of everything antics to help cheer them up, and others don't really appreciate me nosing into their business, even with only the most noble of intentions. Well, I don't know how many know this about me, but for the longest time, I was going to a private school specifically geared towards those on the autism spectrum, as well as other non-spectrum mental differences. It taught me a lot and drove a desire to... well 'fix' these kinds of people, although I know it's not the proper term, I'm still sick and can't be bother to find a better way to say I wanna make you people happier. Well, the talks I have, when I pour myself into another person, they are very emotionally draining. Makes me feel tired and... well tired afterwards.
Marvy says I'm stalling now and should get back to the point, which is, I've been neglecting the fact that I'm a creative person, someone who is filled to the brim with ideas. So, I'm putting this out here now, mostly since Marvy is kinda forcing me too, but I won't be as... Roleplay intensive as you are all use to, and I will instead be trying to focus more on my own, personal writing, and the many gifts I've promised or alluded to with people, but have never gotten around to starting, or in a few cases, finish. Along with that, specifically the personal writing bit, I'm handing the keyboard to Marvy for her to spell things out.
Hey everyone, it's your favorite Sergal here. As some of you might know, and others guessed at, Marvy actually has... or rather had now, a canon story. Rowan never really got the chance to flesh it out save for a few of the stories Rowan has written and posted. Most notably was the finished story starring Blue, as well as the posted story starring Deki, the un-posted and unfinished stories starring Then, Gitana, and Shira. These were all lead ups to a larger, and again unfinished and un-posted story Rowan tentatively called “raid” Where these lovely people follow yours truly into battle to conquer a nearby town and add to my glorious kingdom. It's been forever since Rowan touched a single one of these. I now realize he probably will never finish these, and the drive is somewhat... lacking to make new stories. So, He's decided to go back to his bread and butter genre, the space opera, and he's dragging me along with it. So, I'm forcing him to post all the unfinished crap he has lying around, and letting you all know... I am no longer Marvy, Queen of Everything. Instead Rowan has decided that I need a revamped story, some characters to go along with it who aren't characters belonging to our friends, and that he needs some new characters, new ones of his own making, and who are less intimately connected to him like I am. And that, combined with his desire to go back to both his favorite genre, and the only one he seems to be able to write anything ob significance in, I have lost the title of Queen, and am now Admiral Marvy. That's right I am in command of a fleet now, which he says is just as good as the kingdom I had, which means it has hundreds of ships and I am in charge of them all.
Rowan here. She's more Captain then Admiral, she just calls herself that because the ship she is in command of, which is just a frigate, happens to have a shuttle docked on it, so she calls herself that because she is technically in charge of two ships, which is a fleet, I guess. Anyway, I'll be posting all the unfinished stuff soon, hop on skype and probably apologize profusely for a few hours, then get to work building up the rest of Marvy's new story.

Sinus infection plus strep. I think someone wants me dead, but once I'm done with my fever dreaming and hacking up internal organs, I'll be back in business. Hopefully.

Why can I not make any? Sucks being a talentless hack. Grrr, I just wanna bang my head against something until something creative pops out, but it's not happening. Will be back online when I'm less grumpy and shit.

But still too busy for you people. I would rather spend my time with you guys, but real life is making me it's bitch right now. Will be back on Friday probably, or Thursady? But gone this weekend, and then back to your regularly scheduled Queen of everything.

Welcome to another episode of Bus Rants, brought to you by the asshole screaming profanities into their phone across the aisle from me.
So, planning on starting another 'try and make a game' project, this time trying to actively ~taking advantage of~ asking my friends for help with this one. Starting projects is the worst part of any project. No, really, the absolute worst. After much thinking and planning and throwing darts at a board, I have come to the conclusion... I'm not gonna make any of these first decisions on my own, so, I'm leaving it too you, my intrepid viewers, to leave question, comments, answers, advice, anything you can think of to some of the following questions:
Question one: Programming language choice? I've come up with three ideas, more are always welcome. I'm thinking either going back to my bread and butter: Java, try that newfangled C++ knowledge I'm still working on, or as my programming teacher suggested to me: Learn Unity.
Question two: What kind of game do you want? Any and all suggestions are welcome, but I've come to the conclusion, I'm not going to learn anymore in Java, or C++ if I do turn based stuff. I'm done with that for now, I need to learn how to handle things in real time.
Question three: The story? This one is much easier then the first two, because I've pretty much made up my mind about it, but figured throwing this out there anyway. Namely, the story would focus on the story of Marvy, Queen of Everything, in her own twisted post-apocalyptic sci-fi canon... That I haven't really shared at all, despite having a, although incomplete, pretty cool reference for.
Final Question: Should I even do this, or go back to just working on writing stories for you people?
Anyway, feel free to post questions, answers, and all that stuff I said earlier, cutting it short because bus time is over.

SINGLE OR NOT put this as your journal & see what you get!

♥ = I want a relationship with you

C: = I'm falling for you

:3 = I miss you

;] = I really like you

:* = I want to kiss you

:< = I hate you

: X = I like you

O: = I like you but I'm in a relationship

:/ = I like you but your in a relationship

:] = You're cute

</3 = I regret leaving you

:b = We should get to know each other

;^) = We should hang out

<3 = I love you.. \o/

<:^ = I want to know you

@FT@= *stalk*

eue= You're hot

<:3 = You're a great friend

^_^ = We're friends

^.^ = We're best friends

>;3 = I want you on top

>:3 = I want on top.

The journal no one asked for:
No really, I made it up on a whim on the bus to school this morning, no one asked for this.

A little insight into the creative genius[citation needed] that is the player behind the much beloved and/or feared queen of everything, the sultan of Sergals herself: Marvy. Also that faggot Devii and boring ass human Rowan. Here, we shall delve into the heart of the creative process... or look like a pompous ass. So, let's begin with a sample of a couple lines, as they are written without any editing, followed by what a little touch up does to them.

MArvy, queen of everything, is sitting on her bed throne, looking bored out of her mind. She'd She's waiting for her new cape, a briliant crinsom cloth velvet Fur cape.

Okay, pretty bad, right? The raw output of the player is less refined then a chunk of rock pulled out of the ground and called gold. Now he breaks out the editing power invested in him by the divine will of American English.

Marvy, the self-proclaimed Queen of Everything, is lounging about on her throne, a dull and mildly irritated expression on her face. She was waiting for a delivery, namely, the delivery of her newest regal apparel, an elegant crimson cape, made of fine Sergal fur and dyed with the blood of Nevreans.

As you might notice, a drastic improvement is made. After writing the first sentence, I came back, and decided that being bored out of her mind wasn't all that descriptive, as well as being rather cliche, so I changed that to a description of the expression on Marvy's face while waiting. Next, I decided that the cape needed more description, as well as a better word then brilliant. The fur and blood part came out naturally, but then I noticed that the “She's waiting” Doesn't fit as well, so I decided on using delivery, because I don't use that word often enough.

Now that I have a better, faster, stronger internet, I'm wondering if anyone would care to watch me livestream my writing, listening to music, and talking my ass off about stuff? It'd seem like fun, plus it would be an excuse to break out the BlackMesa hoodie I adore, which is about the closest I have to a “Fursuit” Seeing as that's what I wore to TFF. That, and the blue on it is what I imagine Marvy's fur color being. You could also listen in and laugh at my speech impediment, and bumble around trying to explain what the hell I mean: Spoiler, I can't pronounce 'th'.

Made Marvy take the test:

== Results from http://bdsmtest.org/ ==
96% Switch
93% Brat Tamer
91% Master/Mistress
89% Dominant
89% Experimentalist
87% Primal (Predator)
85% Degradation Giver
80% Bondage Giver
80% Primal (Prey)
80% Sadist
75% Non-monogamist
74% Brat
67% Pervert
63% Daddy/Mommy
63% Exhibitionist
63% Masochist
63% Submissive
46% Bondage Receiver
45% Degradation Receiver
45% Girl/Boy
45% Vanilla
41% Voyeur
33% All-Rounder
29% Slave
See my results online at http://bdsmtest.org/result.php?id=54448