|Only Daily Deviation I've gotten so far, and I am quite happy with this piece.|
0031_log_entryset_29<entry_33>0031_log_entryset_29 by TheBuggiest
1130 hours, Monday, February 19, 1973.
I think this is going to be my last journal for some time, if not indefinitely. Herr Engineer and I had a talk, and we came to the conclusion that keeping our recorded memoirs of these past months in such easily accessible files is too dangerous. After this one is finished, I will move all entries to a secure partition, and Herr Engineer and I will, well, follow Miss Pauling's advice. We will act as though the story she told the Administrator is the truth. It will, perhaps, take some time to get used to. I have grown quite accustomed to writing these entries. It has become a ritual of comfort for me despite the lack of any practical application. But now that I have teammates to socialize with once more, teammates who don't just think I am broken, maybe getting used to this new life won't be so difficult.
This is a good entry to end on anyways because we finally performed the surgery. There were some complications, I am afraid. The
Huxley sings a freaking song.You must think I'm rather apathetic, Dauger,Huxley sings a freaking song. by TheBuggiest
When and if I think of those still trapped inside this place.
And yes, perhaps I come across as heartless, selfish,
My methods are draconian, but when you get down to the base
Of everything I've worked for, of everything that I have planned;
I'm working toward a purpose, and I know that you don't understand.
Now Edmund please sit still now and just listen, closely,
In a few short hours you won't know we spoke at all.
I know that you're still looking for that moron, Miller,
You think that he can help you, but Icarus will make you fall.
Perhaps it's for the best if I let you try to take a stand.
You'll find out the hard way, and then maybe you'll understand
Why I ever made this dreadful Inner Office,
Why I play the tormentor (I swear it's not for fun):
Every camel's back needs one more straw to break it;
Before they go on rampages, each monster used to be someone.
And so I'm making monsters; it's a role that's needed, and it's mine.
Cardiovascular IncisionI am the surgeon, and here is my knife;Cardiovascular Incision by TheBuggiest
let's open you up, see what's causing your strife.
(Please don't regret trusting me with your life.)
Oh I am the surgeon, and here is my table.
Climb up and I'll help you to heal, if I'm able.
(Don't mind if my hands are a little unstable.)
Sure I'm a surgeon, see, look at my tools!
But the people who ask me for help are all fools.
(They should teach more about heart surgery in schools.)
0031_log_entryset_28<entry_32>0031_log_entryset_28 by TheBuggiest
1448 hours, Saturday, February 17, 1973.
Life is going back to normal for the mercenaries. We are at the next base, Gray has not attempted another siege, and Herr Medic has made plans to restore Herr Engineer later this week with my help. I am happy for them.
And yet I cannot say that I am happy for myself. It is quite silly I am certain, given how the new circumstances have worked in my favor. I am alive, and no one thinks that I will betray them as far as I know. Everyone has been most kind. Granted I have been restricted to Herr Engineer's workshop for the time being, and the Administrator has requested that I wear a 'parking brake' clamped onto my wheel at night, but really I do not mind that so much. The Administrator has let me live; I will not begrudge her these safeguards. No, that is not what is disheartening me at present.
When we came out of the cell three days ago, everyone was celebrating. Soldier was practically hanging off of Demoman, sobbing and
How long have you been on DeviantArt? Five years, if my page isn't lying to me.
What does your username mean? Well I picked the name Buggy a while back for a different site because I wanted something that wasn't too pretentious but still said something about my interests and who I am as a person. I like bugs, and I feel like I'm a little off-kilter most of the time, so Buggy just kind of worked really well. That's usually taken on most sites though so I go with TheBuggiest.
Describe yourself in three words. A giant dork.
Are you left or right handed? Right handed.
What was your first deviation? Probably that picture I took of a snowy trail on our neighbor's land. It's nothing too special.
What is your favourite type of art to create? Still literature. Drawing is fun on occasion, but I get really nit-picky about all the details and proportions most of the time and wind up with a picture where none of the parts really sync and the poses are all unnatural. Writing is easier for me because all those little details are filled in by the reader. Plus putting down stories in a literary format plays more to my strengths in general (even if I'm still in the process of experimenting with comic stuff).
If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be? Probably animation. If I had the skills, patience, and resources to do animation, I could do some wonderful terrible things with it. Unless I can count "making video games" as its own art style in which case I'll go with that.
What was your first favourite? Lol like I remember.
What type of art do you tend to favourite the most? Fan art. I almost feel guilty not going out and looking for more original stuff, but like most people I'm kind of lazy.
Who is your all-time favourite deviant artist? I don't know. I like quite a few of the people I've gotten to know via those old OCTs, but that has as much to do with them as people as their artwork.
If you could meet anyone on DeviantArt in person, who would it be? Been there, done that.
How has a fellow deviant impacted your life? Well RobinRone started that first OCT I was in; it was the first time I really had a consistent source of objective criticism for my writing, which was HUGE. She continues to be an enormous help in my pursuits via her consulting business. Serious props to her.
What are your preferred tools to create art? I've got a lot of nice little notebooks to write in lying around my room, with different ones for each story or each type of writing. The one for my novel is one of my favorites, a soft leather thing that looks like it could have been owned by a hobbit or something.
What is the most inspirational place for you to create art? Um... I kind of retreat into my mind when I write and draw and stuff, so all I need is enough of a lack of stimuli to focus. I do a lot of writing late at night in the kitchen with just like one light on or in the break room at work when people aren't being too loud.
What is your favourite DeviantArt memory? Doing OCT things and making friends through them, like Unknown-Variable. They really built my confidence and helped me better myself as a writer. #deviantartistquestionaire