Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Santa Executioner...


...is coming to town

You'd better watch out.
You'd better cry
I'm telling you why...



 





 Happy Bloody Holidays!

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

Manskirts for Men





Eeyup.

If this becomes a fashion, I'd be thrilled.

Done some months ago.  I dunno what I was doing, but It's sure hawt to see this.

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Tuesday, 19 November 2013

Orctober Halloween - The Wolf-Orc

Last but not the least, at least for this year, transformation and gore.

Lez get this over with...






Orctober Halloween - Orkenstein's Monster


This next post will either be scary, erotic or be downright cheesy due to my style of writing.  Also narrative ear rape.  LOTS AND LOTS OF NARRATIVEEAR RAPE!

So beware.

Orctober Halloween - The Orcxecutioner


O Hai!

I know it's way too late for Orctober and Halloween,  I'm gonna post something suggestive anyway.
Really suggestive.

As in pr0n. Gay pr0n.

WARNING THOUGH: the following will be snuff.  read at your own risk.
 
Ready? Here it goes...


Madonna - Vogue


Filler: How I feel myself everyday...




Friday, 1 November 2013

My First Orctoberfest Experience in a Song




Sorry for the bigass delay.  And I'm sorry if I didn't post much due to internet problems and school stuff.  But here's a good song about my experience about a great Orctober I had.  It's German but thank goodness for English captions.  Enjoy all.

Monday, 28 October 2013

Orc fashions pt. 2


Been busy lately, sorry for the wait.  Here's part 2 as promised!


Nothing is immune to Orcification, not even fashion.
There are no rules. There are no restrictions.
And no orcish woman is immune from the glamour and the tastes.
 
This is where I show you one of my passions: fashion designing.
And here are the samples of my interpretative work.
20th Century Vintage Clothing. There are 2 parts with four segments each.
Here's the 2nd part with clothing from the 1960s to the 1990s.

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1960s - a time of love, peace, sex, drugs, rock and roll, imminent nuclear wars and psycho killers. Not to mention pop art. politics, Tumurthy Lurry, and rock n' rollers like the Brutles. This is also the time for that certain piece of clothing we like to call the Miniskirt. Nothing comes close to Sexual Revolution without Miniskirts. Miniskirts mainstreamed by Mary Graunt. The Sixties.


1970s - it's like the Sixties, only with more glitter and lights, and more weed. A time of disco, presidential scandals, terrorism, environmentalism, disco, spiritual discovery, cyanide flavoured juice, disco, feminism on PMS, disco, racial rights, gay rights, rock music cranked up to 11, disco, and pet rocks. Also "disco". And it can't be disco without wearing polyester bellbottoms. It goes with tight and loose, floral and punk, plain or acid-tripped translucent garbs. Such significant was bellbottoms for women introduced by Yvrash Sur'Larrent. Or, for the more rebellious, punky leather suits by Vivienn Westwargh. The Seventies.



1980s - ah, yes, nothing could be much mentioned about the 80s without ridiculously large shoulder pads and wild hair with enough hairspray to punch the ozone layer off. It's a neon-glazed wonderland of consumerism, "Greed is Good" attitude, strong political reforms, New wave, synthpop and artificial electronic music, music videos, cartoons with subliminal stuff, catfights on the pool, and all that on crack. Satire aside, did I mention shoulder pads already? Well then, the women of all ages and sizes wore them to crash the glass ceiling. And covering them with neon sweaters. Their legs with skinny jeans they bought from Galvin Klang. And at night, where the glamour comes up like a wild tiger, shiny skimpy Lycra by Valentinorc and Orcscar de la Raida. The Eighties.



1990s - politically-correct minimalism, Internet, gifs of kitties and porn ("pussies?"), rave, grit and grunge, new millennial fears. All that in the 90s. Women have now broken the glass ceiling, only without the giant shoulder pads. But they looked strong with wearing business suits for women. Out of the office, go Buffy and Vamp and all that belly buttons. All thanks to Vera Warg's chic and Orxander McKhan's antics. The Nineties.

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And there you have it.
Wallpapers found from Google. All rights reserved.
Done with Photoshop.

Tuesday, 22 October 2013

Orc Fashions pt.1

As promised this Orctober, this.
It's not hunks though.  It's something completely different.




Are you ready? Here it is.




Nothing is immune to Orcification, not even fashion.
There are no rules. There are no restrictions.
And no orcish woman is immune from the glamour and the tastes.

This is where I show you one of my passions: fashion designing.
And here are the samples of my interpretative work.
20th Century Vintage Clothing. There are 2 parts with four segments each.
Here's the 1st part with clothing from the 1920s to the 1950s.

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1920s - a time of loose liberation, emancipation and uncertainties, and no woman, not even Orcs, is exempted from this prosperity. Short skirts, short hair, loose bodies, loose morals, rouged lips, rouged knees, and all that jazz. In fashion, the women all go to Koko Shainerr, the prime innovator of this and that. The Twenties.


1930s - it's a rough time, but the sophisticated women are smooth. From all of this stock market crash, dust bowls, gangsters, emerging dictatorships and bad beer, women go to one special place where they could feel the escapism and unwind of a night: the theatres. And they can't go there without a little glamour on their sleeves. Glamour such as mithril-silky, siren-like, bias-cut dresses by Urg-driern and Shiabarelli, complete with silvery mink stoles and mithril jewellery that shines under the pale Deco Moon. It's a rough time, but the women stay smooth. The Thirties.

 
1940s - if they think the Depression was enough, they thought damn wrong. All over the Old World, war rages the land, the men must fight for victory or conquest, the children cry and pray for peace and playtime, and the women work for their men for war effort, and had to sacrifice everything they had, like stockings for parachutes. In everything, it won't stop improvising glamour, despite the closing of boutiques and shops. It's time for the Homebase to step up. Padded suits, fedoras, occasionally stockings, and most importantly, gloves are the trend. And every women turn to such one innovator, Klarr Makarrdell. And eventually, after the war, women would expect something much beautiful. The Forties.

 
1950s - despite the heat of the Cold War, people wanted to lay back on a good time, relieving the roughness of the last two decades, and doing this smoothly on their suburbian home. With that, the femininity came back, reminiscing things from 50 years ago, only with more cars, probable atomic-powered appliances, rebellious teenagers, and women wearing full calf-length skirt, a breathable thin waist, and short slick wavy hair. And when the evening comes, things go wild, but just as mild. Women step out of the house and dance with their man like they never danced before, wearing ball gowns inspired by Grushan Diorc. The Fifties.

Monday, 21 October 2013

Tuesday, 15 October 2013

Orkish Affection

    They had been like brothers for years now since childhood. Through thick and thin, they clung on together, and they overcame it all together. Sadly, they had to part ways when war raged the land. Where one fought as a soldier defending the border, the other travelled the countryside looking for a living, even by means of criminal acts.

    As the war ended, and the soldier returned from the fields, only to find his friend sentenced to die for crimes of theft and banditry. Yet through petitions, trials, mercy and laconic manly drama, the rogue was freed and pardoned. Never there was much grace and brotherly love from these orcs since they parted, and the rogue jumped to his brother's arms in so much gratitude and longing after all they'd been through. The scars can tell.

    The giant of an orc soldier seemed astonished at first for carrying his little brother, but shared the affection all the while. For a witness, it felt brotherly and affectionate for old friends seeing each other again. The look in their eyes felt otherwise...

Can this rise to something more?

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    A drawing made some months ago, posted for Orctober. I think I'm getting more purple in my short-short stories, don't you think?
But hope you like it...

Rendered with GIMP.

The Evolution of Jazz in 90 Seconds



Exactly what it says on the tin.  Check it out.

Not orcish, but some of an interesting progression...

Sunday, 13 October 2013

ORKTOBERFEST!!!


 As promised,...


THROM-KA, Mein Freund, to ORKTOBERFEST!!!

Friday, 11 October 2013

ORCTOBER!!!


Fuck YEAH!!!


Waargh!



Thank you Internet. ^^

Possibly for the rest of the month, I'm going to post dem green babies here, provided if I post this blog from time to time, but all the while I'll stay tuned, and you'll stay tuned.

So stay tuned!

~alex

Friday, 4 October 2013

Wolvie Speedo

 That's all there is, bub.

















Wait, I think there is.

Do you like it...
 beltless?... or...


...beltless and hairy...?




Wolverine everybody!!! 

Monday, 30 September 2013

The Cosmopolitan


No, NOT that cosmopolitan!


THIS Cosmopolitan


THIS Cosmopolitan is a kind of cocktail mixed with vodka and the cranberry juice.  Since the seventies, where it came out from the gay communities and seedy bars, the cocktail spread out from one bar to another until it was settled to shine from the fingers of desperate women of the HBO Series "Sex and the City".  The recipe for the cosmo vary for bartender to bartender, but the main ingredients -- vodka and cranberry juice -- remains the constant base.  

Here's a variant of the cosmo cited from this site:

  • Prep Time: 3 minutes
  • Total Time: 3 minutes
  • Yield: 1 Cocktail
  • Ingredients:
    • 1/2 oz fresh lime juice
    • Orange peel for garnish
  • Preparation:
  1. Shake all the ingredients with ice in a cocktail shaker.
  2. Strain into a chilled cocktail glass.
  3. Garnish with an orange peel.
Optionally, use citron vodka in place of unflavored vodka for a fruitier taste.


So that's about it.  Oh wait there's more.  There's a game about how to make a good cosmo in picking out an ingredient in a cabinet of ingredients.  Click on the image below to lead you there.
Results are ranked by the bartender, who also tastes your cocktail, and by mean ranked, it means reactions, like this one:

Epic Fail at it's Finest.


Sangria Time



Preparation time: 5 minutes of mixing, 6 hours of chilling

Tired of that boring old fermented grape extract you call wine?  Well here's to something to make your taste buds crave for more: sangria!

Sangria. It's wine, only 20% better!
Make it as your go-to drink when you’re expecting more than eight people to a cocktail party. It's quite easy to make as they do with punch. Plus, its fruity taste makes it a hit in almost any party—from a summer backyard BBQ to a bachelorette party to a kickass wedding on a zombie apocalypse night! Remember, the trick to making good sangria is to use the freshest fruits and the best alcohol.

Ingredients

  • 2/3 cup brandy
  • 1/3 cup fresh lemon juice
  • 1/3 cup orange juice
  • 1 bottle (750 ml) dry red wine
  • ½ cup triple sec or peach schnapps
  • 1 lemon, sliced in rounds
  • 1 orange, sliced in rounds
  • 8 maraschino cherries
  • ¼ cup sugar (optional)
  • 2 cups club soda or ginger ale (optional)

    Preparation

    1. Mix together the brandy, juices, dry wine, triple sec or peach schnapps. Add the sliced lemon and orange, plus the cherries. Taste the mixture, and add the ¼ cup sugar if you wish to make it sweeter.
    2. Refrigerate for at least six hours to get the best flavor. 
    3. Pour some club soda or ginger ale (for a sweeter finish) before serving. This gives your drink a bit of fizz.

    Serves: 8

    cited from: http://ph.she.yahoo.com/classic-sangria-070654606.html

    Thursday, 26 September 2013

    Monday, 23 September 2013

    Mooding Sites for The Movies



    I f*cking love this game.  It's a game that makes movies, decorates lots, raising stars and bringing tons of bacon all at the same time.  It's... *le drumroll*

    http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/d/db/The_Movies_Coverart.jpg
    *fanfare that would make the whole Final Fantasy series cry*

    For those who don't know this, it's a "something completely different" game created by the same company that brought you Black & White and Fable.

    Minor intros aside.  Despite being awesome at its best, it seems to be missing in some things...  The solution to that?  Modding is the solution to that.

    Whenever possible,  note to self: go to these websites:
    Making your own mods is optional, but relaxing.
    That is all.
    ~alex

    Wednesday, 18 September 2013

    PowToon Movie - No PrAwn



    I don't even know why I made this aside from making it during Multimedia Class,  But it's the first PowToon Movie I ever made.  At least it's a good discovery.

    Enjoy anyways...  ^^

    Monday, 16 September 2013

    An actual post pt. 3


    I like guys and I'm a guy.  Deal with it.  Moving on:

    Warning: Most of my stuff and the link's I'm providing are NSFW.  Be careful...

    The closest badass face I could think of since Blacksad.

    Professional Punk

     

    An actual post pt. 2


    Well, here's more of em.  First off are the women...







    An actual post pt. 1






    I'm kinda shy about this a bit, but here I am posting and showing you one of my talents.

    There are three things I'm very passionate at: art, fashion and drawing.  Put all three, and you get this:
    http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2012/351/a/9/flapper_cthulhu_by_alexyorim-d5oaml1.jpg







    Monday, 9 September 2013

    Coco Chanel

    courteously cited from a draft I made from TVTropes...


    “In order to be irreplaceable one must always be different.”

    Gabrielle "Coco" Bonheur Chanel (19 August 1883 - 10 January 1971) was the most iconic French couturier ever brought in history. Her innovative creations shaped The Twentieth Century and is one of the main contributors that liberated women's fashion, alongside creating the eponymous fashion brand renowned and distributed worldwide. Chanel was born from a poor family, the second child of six, where her mother was laundering and her father was always "travelling" around France selling goods for the family. After her mother died, she was sent to a convent, along with her sisters. At the age of twelve, she learned sewing and other things from the nuns that would inspire her late life. After working as a seamstress and moonlighting as a stage singer, she opened a hat shop in 1910 in Paris and sportswear shop in 1913 in Deauville that was immediately adored by her early patrons. By the time World War One ended, and her notoriety well-known in France, she opened her first couture house at 31 Rue Cambon in Paris in 1918. The Roaring Twenties was the era of her prime, being participative in women's liberation at the same time innovative and adaptable. In 1921, with the help of a professional perfumer, she introduced the Parfum No. 5, alongside other parfums, makeup and skincare products made later. Other than that, she experimented in fabrics like jersey and tweed, both originally used in men's clothes, and in 1926, perfected the Little Black Dress. Not to mention, she popularized the loose silhouette when she borrowed a fisherman's jacket, wearing pants and cardigan, donning bobbed hair, short skirts, sparkly beaded dresses, and tanned skin. All these things shaped The Flapper as is. By the time The Great Depression hit, she was at the height of her fame, all thanks to Hollywood patrons and actresses wearing her designs. But sadly, as World War Two came, and when the Nazis invaded France, she closed shop and secluded Ritz for the rest of the war. Accused as a collaborateur from an affair with a Nazi agent, she was acquitted by the British and Americans and moved to Switzerland, where she left the sewing machine for good... ...for about fifteen years. By that time, Christian Dior was at his peak, with his silhouette consisting an ultrafeminine chic of long skirts, narrow shoulders, accented busts and thin waists that was considered a big break from wartime rationing. Chanel reopened her shop with a jersey suit contrasting Dior's silhouette, at the age of 70. While it wasn't well-recieved in Paris due to her wartime association, it was well-favored by the British and Americans. All the while, despite the mixed reputation, she continued to run the business in The Sixties and left it running well when it emerged as a fashion empire after her death. She is the only fashion designer included in TIME Magazine's 100 most influential people of the Twentieth Century and still is.

    What if...

    ...The Man is a Woman?

    ... I still have questions?

    TvTropes

    http://img535.imageshack.us/img535/4395/tvtwlampshadekcblue.png 
    Ever get tired of walking to Wikipedia all day with nothing but senseless misinformation or trolls and vandals?  Trying to find a more fun friendly site that helps you think more of what you see everyday?

    Well, TVTropes has that for you.

    It's that site where you get a lot of collective stuff called "tropes" in your novelwriting, scriptwriting, showmaking and every stuff.  Remember that these are very different from clichés, while they can pop up from time to time, they do don't pop up always.

    None much more to say than you can find the link HERE.


    Monday, 2 September 2013

    Monday, 12 August 2013

    Boring Nights, Tense Days

    *bow*

    Just me in a screen
    In a quiet home
    Of poem about nights and days
    I write in this poem

    An endless routine
    Of meaningless proportions
    No flow to break
    No tasks for abortions

    This is my time
    This is my phase
     This is me
    In nights and days.

    The nights, I face boredom
    In this suburban cage
    The days, I face tension
    An endless phase

    The nights, I dream
    To go out to the city
    The days, it's a daymare
    Improbable to do, 's a pity

    The nights, I'm as lightning
    Instincts for a dance
    The days, I feel tired
    In a zombie trance

    At nights I feel restless
    And I don't know why?
    The days I urge the need to
    But I work on by

    The nights, my mind is empty
    So much to waste
    The days, relaxed and rushed
    No time to haste...

    Some nights I wander
    To the empty bulblit streets
    Everyday I just want to
    Snuggle in my bedsheets

    And I just feel so bored
    In a nightly way
    And I can feel the rush
    In every single day

    And that was it
    Nothing more
    Not a little bit
    To explore

    About the things
    I do on ways
    In this poem
    Of my nights and days.

    Boring Nights, Tense Days
    *bow*

    First!



    Hey guys, alexyorim here.
     I just wanna say, "Hi.  This is a dry run."

    Thank you for your time.

    LOL JK.

    It's my first post.  I may not update often, but at least this is one so far.
    Expect for more, all in good time.