Tag: ball jointed dolls

…mom you are supposed to STOP ME

I’ve been hunting down a new wig & outfit for Potpourri, so of course I’ve stumbled onto a few new dolls that I want. Comes with the territory.

Mom walks into my room and lets me know she’s going to grocery shopping, and did I want anything?. As a joke, I pull up the doll on ebay and go “Yeah, her.”

“Oh! She’s cute!”

“Mmm, yeah she’s Spy’s size.”

“Really? Well, you’ve been working really hard lately. And I’d really rather you spend $100 on something other than comic books. You should buy her!”

I. Mom.

You hate it when I buy new dolls. 

Why are you encouraging me now???

I finally put Spyral back together. 

It’s been six months since the last time I posted a picture of her and she’s spent those entire six months sitting in pieces on my mother’s desk because she didn’t want Spy sitting on top of the entertainment center anymore.This of course means that mom has been harassing me to seal and string her and get her out of the way.

Mom wouldn’t touch her the entire time because she is terrified that she’ll drop and break something. The last picture is because I’m a dick and I want to see how long it takes her to notice that Spy’s been restrung.

While this is not my first attempt at painting a doll, it is my first SUCCESSFUL attempt. Her design is based off of the Kaiju in Pacific Rim. I may go back and add some pale green and white dabbing to her neck and the inside of her wings to go for the impression of glowing, but for now I am quite pleased with how she came out.

I may have to make her a crown of spikes and horns to give her a more monstrous look, as her old wig definitely won’t look good with this paint.

I finally put Spyral back together. 

It’s been six months since the last time I posted a picture of her and she’s spent those entire six months sitting in pieces on my mother’s desk because she didn’t want Spy sitting on top of the entertainment center anymore.This of course means that mom has been harassing me to seal and string her and get her out of the way.

Mom wouldn’t touch her the entire time because she is terrified that she’ll drop and break something. The last picture is because I’m a dick and I want to see how long it takes her to notice that Spy’s been restrung.

While this is not my first attempt at painting a doll, it is my first SUCCESSFUL attempt. Her design is based off of the Kaiju in Pacific Rim. I may go back and add some pale green and white dabbing to her neck and the inside of her wings to go for the impression of glowing, but for now I am quite pleased with how she came out.

I may have to make her a crown of spikes and horns to give her a more monstrous look, as her old wig definitely won’t look good with this paint.

This is the closest Spy’s been to being in one piece in months. She’s been in pieces on top of the entertainment center because I didn’t like the way the previous attempt to paint her had been turning out. I didn’t actually finish it— I had her legs and torso done. 

And then it struck me today.

A certain someone is afraid that my dolls are going to come alive, somehow get out of my house, into my car, drive twenty minutes to her place, manage to break into her house, dodge the cats and kill her in her sleep. So why not go the extra distance and make Spy look like other killy things?

And since I am a fan of all things Pacific Rim, I decided to run with her dragon appearance and turn her into a Kaiju. Hilariously, Spy is my smallest doll. Unless you’re counting Tav, but if Tav actually had a body he’d be the tallest. 

She’s still in progress; it’s two in the morning and I want to sleep, so I’ll be sealing her tomorrow and then adding the final layer of scales and a detail layer so that she looks like she’s got a bit of a glow to her.

The only part of her I didn’t do was her face-up; that’s just the basic face-up that resinsoul gave her.

She’s here!!

So I kept flip-flopping between whether or not she would be a she or a he, but mom gave her a gender when I opened the box— “Where are her feet?!“— so she is now a she.

But Pyral doesn’t sound like the right name anymore. I got a good look at her and it just… doesn’t fit. It’s like how “Colin” became “Tavbro” upon opening his box, but this time I can’t think of a name :/

Anyways, for those who don’t know my new girl is a Resinsoul Pixiu. She is strung super tightly, which is quite the change after Ehmy’s so-loose-she-collapses stringing and Potpourri’s almost-perfect-it’s-just-that-one-loose-leg stringing. The magnets to hold her wings in place are pretty good, though the tail could be a bit stronger. 

Overall, I’m happy.

(God I love her eyes. They’re so blue!)