Failure Point
SHOP STATUS ➯ shiko full sopikachu full zektbach open
Hiya guys, this is a joint shop between three art buddies who want to conquer the Gaia world. Actually we just want to draw wink
Currently the shop is being revamped because Zekbach is a layout nazi D<
Please enjoy the new color scheme of black and yellow!
How did we get this shop name?
Well it doesn't relate to our Gaia names but! SoPikachu is known as Dianna, Zekbach is Emu, and Shiko` is Steph. Take the beginning of each letter and it forms D'ES!
7/9/10. Hey guys, shop is on a Hiatus (Or more likely, it's closed). Dunno, someday we might revisit gaia & its diverse art population again
AUCTION by Shiko`
RL COMMISSIONS FOR FAILURE POINT ARE OPEN.
Received inks! Commissions in progress!
Copic commissions on pause--ran out of ink for skin colour marker emo
FAILURE POINT IS A BIT BUSY ... COMMISSIONS WILL BE CONTINUED AFTER TESTING/PORTFOLIO SUBMISSION. THANK YOU!
First person to order a coloured waist or full from Failure Point will received 200K off.
STORYLINE. (by 17 o clock news)
Ahh, another peaceful morning!
Well, besides the fact that it wasn't. It is, after all, a bit hard to remain peaceful when you look in the mirror and realize you have leaves growing out of your head.
Delicately, the boy ran his fingers up and down the strange protrusions-- yep, definitely leaves. He even gave them a tug-- yep, definitely attached. Owww.
Well, there was no way he could go out looking like that! He had a date tonight! Something had to be done!
Resisting the pain, he managed to yank them out of his scalp... only to have them grow right back. Clipping them proved no more effective, as once again, they recovered in mere moments. Tonight was going to be a disaster!
He imagined it now-- wearing a hat in the car, everything would be fine at first. But then he'd get into the restaurant... and that pretty young Miss before him would make a little quip, a reminder that it was disrespectful to wear his hat indoors! And, defeated, he would remove that hat, and those little leaves would pop right up, and she would scream, or gasp, or stand up and walk out, and the other patrons would all stare and point and laugh! They would call him LEAFBOY or TREEHEAD, and he'd be shunned to the outer edges of society, destined to find work in naught but a traveling freakshow! Move over, bearded lady!
The very thought sent him panicking. That was no way to live life! What would he do!? What could he do!?
And in a flash of light, his questions were answered, as a radiant woman in a bright emerald dress materialized into his room. "Oh, Chosen One! We have found you at last!"
The boy turned quick to face the newcomer. "C-Chosen One!? You mean me!?"
"Why, of course! Those leaves on your head deem it so!" she exclaimed, "For you see, I come from a far away kingdom, a land where man and nature live in harmony!" her expression grew somber, "But there is a great evil plaguing our peaceful way of life, and only the Chosen One, a boy from another realm, can save us! Please, won't you lend us your strength?"
"Uhhh... no?"
The woman's face went blank. "What."
"I have a date tonight..."
"B-But. We need your help! Please, our entire world is in your hands!" she pleaded. "You can have whatever you'd like from the royal castle as a reward, if material gain is what you seek!"
"I just wanna get with this girl, okay? I am so close to making out with her, but she's not gonna touch me if I have these things on my head. Can you just like... go find someone else to save your kingdom or something?"
"But you are the one and only Chosen One!"
"Listen, lady, I'm sure there's a billion other Chosen Ones out there, okay? I'm sure some neckbeard rotting away in his mom's basement playing World of Warcraft would love to save your kingdom."
The two stared each other down for what seemed like an eternity before, without another word, the woman waved her hand, and the leaves disappeared from the boy's head.
"Thanks! Lock the door on your way out. Seeya! Hope the kingdom saving thing goes good for you!" the boy remarked before leaving the room.
Alone now, the woman sat on the edge of his bed, gazing blankly at the wall. She then finally placed her face in her hands and, ever so silently, began to cry.
Meanwhile, the boy was gettin dat asssss.
Well, besides the fact that it wasn't. It is, after all, a bit hard to remain peaceful when you look in the mirror and realize you have leaves growing out of your head.
Delicately, the boy ran his fingers up and down the strange protrusions-- yep, definitely leaves. He even gave them a tug-- yep, definitely attached. Owww.
Well, there was no way he could go out looking like that! He had a date tonight! Something had to be done!
Resisting the pain, he managed to yank them out of his scalp... only to have them grow right back. Clipping them proved no more effective, as once again, they recovered in mere moments. Tonight was going to be a disaster!
He imagined it now-- wearing a hat in the car, everything would be fine at first. But then he'd get into the restaurant... and that pretty young Miss before him would make a little quip, a reminder that it was disrespectful to wear his hat indoors! And, defeated, he would remove that hat, and those little leaves would pop right up, and she would scream, or gasp, or stand up and walk out, and the other patrons would all stare and point and laugh! They would call him LEAFBOY or TREEHEAD, and he'd be shunned to the outer edges of society, destined to find work in naught but a traveling freakshow! Move over, bearded lady!
The very thought sent him panicking. That was no way to live life! What would he do!? What could he do!?
And in a flash of light, his questions were answered, as a radiant woman in a bright emerald dress materialized into his room. "Oh, Chosen One! We have found you at last!"
The boy turned quick to face the newcomer. "C-Chosen One!? You mean me!?"
"Why, of course! Those leaves on your head deem it so!" she exclaimed, "For you see, I come from a far away kingdom, a land where man and nature live in harmony!" her expression grew somber, "But there is a great evil plaguing our peaceful way of life, and only the Chosen One, a boy from another realm, can save us! Please, won't you lend us your strength?"
"Uhhh... no?"
The woman's face went blank. "What."
"I have a date tonight..."
"B-But. We need your help! Please, our entire world is in your hands!" she pleaded. "You can have whatever you'd like from the royal castle as a reward, if material gain is what you seek!"
"I just wanna get with this girl, okay? I am so close to making out with her, but she's not gonna touch me if I have these things on my head. Can you just like... go find someone else to save your kingdom or something?"
"But you are the one and only Chosen One!"
"Listen, lady, I'm sure there's a billion other Chosen Ones out there, okay? I'm sure some neckbeard rotting away in his mom's basement playing World of Warcraft would love to save your kingdom."
The two stared each other down for what seemed like an eternity before, without another word, the woman waved her hand, and the leaves disappeared from the boy's head.
"Thanks! Lock the door on your way out. Seeya! Hope the kingdom saving thing goes good for you!" the boy remarked before leaving the room.
Alone now, the woman sat on the edge of his bed, gazing blankly at the wall. She then finally placed her face in her hands and, ever so silently, began to cry.
Meanwhile, the boy was gettin dat asssss.
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