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The Shed

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posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 10:32 AM
reply to post by Night Star

I JUST finished the animated one, thet really left a bad taste in my mouth for some reason
You know, alot of people didnt realize that was Jessica Rabbit he redrew Aeryn as LOL

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 10:33 AM
reply to post by jacygirl

LOVE the pic!!!!!

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 10:34 AM

reply to post by HomerinNC

TrueBrit...You enjoy walking in the snow, huh? C'mon's waist-high now. (And I'm almost 6' tall, so that's a LOT of snow!)


Hmm... almost six feet tall? Does that mean five eleven and a bit, or nearer five ten? I am five foot ten or eleven depending on what quality of instrument is used to measure me, so I suppose that would be waist deep on me also! I wish I could go to Canada, not just for the weather (and the clear quality of the citizens, if my interactions with your good self are anything to go by), but also because it is home to Devin Townsend, who is probably the only human being on the Earth that I would be unable to greet without stammering, such is his deserved fame, and mastery of his art.

If I had a spare couple of grand, and a passport, I would take a trip!

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 11:04 AM
reply to post by TrueBrit

lol...With my spine somewhat compressed, I'm about 5'10" now...but used to be the 5'11" and a smidge!

Devin, what to say? Very accomplished musician, but sheesh of course...he's Canadian. We make a lot of good musicians here in Canada. I think you would like certain aspects, but there are others (like the social life...or LACK of socializing, I should say) that are lacking.

I grew up with English parents who had English friends, so I was used to English humour, playing darts, joking and sing-alongs.
Sadly, Canadians...while being lovely people...tend to cluster in cold garages to smoke and drink beer....the social aspect just isn't as alive.

(OH, I'm gonna get blasted for saying that!) internet is going off, then coming back on again (been doing it for a couple of days) if I *poof*'ll know why!

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 11:52 AM
reply to post by jacygirl

5'11? dang I need to get on a stepladder to give ya a smooch!!
I'm 5'9

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 12:56 PM
reply to post by jacygirl

Hmmm... well, I live in a seaside town, which has a long history of being an entertainment hotspot. We have a theatre, a cinema, several bars and clubs. Although I can be found on occassion, patronising one of our local drinking spots, I do most of my local socialising at friends places. We gather together and drink, and laugh, and relax in eachothers homes. Some of the best times I have had with my local lot, is sitting around a firedish in my friends back garden, chopping up old fence panels and feeding the fire, while one or more of us cooks various meats over open flame.

The thing is, most of the entertainments available around here do not appeal to me all that much. I like the rustic touch personally

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 01:19 PM
The ride home

"But why ?" Cody said "We're so damn good together, we're perfect"

"That's the problem" she replied "Too damn good, I know what you are thinking at any time of day, if I feel low you immediately know to call me and cheer up, there's no excitement anymore. I need more ................... I need ...................too feel alive again."

"ALIVE" Cody shouted "I'll bloody well show you alive, grab your leathers, we're going for a ride"

"That's just it" she replied "Even on The Beast I feel safe, knowing you would never put me in danger........... I'm sorry Studmuffin I'm leaving I just need more"

With that she closed the door and entered the awaiting taxi.

Cody was heart wrenched, an anger grew inside him that he had never known, his innards burned his very soul was ready to take retribution on the entire world.

He grabbed the guitar he had spent so many hours playing for her and obliterated it into a thousand shards of sadness, hate and rage.

As he raised his head, eyes maniacal a fury burning through him an animal, primordial scream shattered the glass of the room.

He donned his jacket, took a look at the beast and said "One last ride old girl, you know where we're headed"

The bike seemed to shrink away in fear, but Cody strode her, fired her up and started to ride.


There was no stopping him, hell bent on the destruction of last thing left in his life that he loved.

It was the road of bikers dreams all twists and turns and through a forest of ancient trees, If we're going out girl we're doing it here, as a carpenter I'm going out using the hardest tree in Britain. He thought.

And there it was, magnificent and proud, an oak tree tall, proud, a true testament to glory of nature.

Cody gunned the throttle pointed the beast straight at the tree and waited to die.

As death was inevitable he felt a strange calmness come over him. This was it..........finally I get to know the truth about the after life he thought.

He hit the tree so hard the very roots of the forest shook.

But The beast continued on................Dumbfounded he thought .......... So this is heaven 'cause it sure aint hell Dorothy.

Suddenly a house appeared he was far too fast to stop, Cody threw the beast onto her side and hit the brakes for all he was worth.

A miracle .......... The bike stopped.

Stunned Cody looked up to see a most unlikely group laughing at him.

As one they raised their coffee and said "You're late for the party"

Cody sat there, saw the joy on their faces and said

"Ummmmmmmmm yeah....... sorry about that, but I was as fast as I could be, sorry about the grass"

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 01:41 PM
reply to post by cody599

Ooooh....and look what happened to The Beast!

(you'd never get away with that livery on a Triumph


posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 01:48 PM
reply to post by angelchemuel

I should be embarrassed

But somehow she fits your car rather well

Nothing like a dash of adrenaline to keep you alive


posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 01:50 PM
reply to post by cody599

What an excellent addition to the story! You really know how to keep an audience on the edge of their seats. Very poingant writing.

I think Jaky is going to be adding bits of all our stories to tonights episode. I can't wait.

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 01:51 PM
reply to post by cody599

Who in their right mind would do that to a Lambo!!!!!!
Hang's a Diablo......oh OK then


PS....scrolling backwards and forwards and I'd swear both 'vehicles' have been through the same rainbow car wash!

Picked this up as my costume for the party on my way through!

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posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 02:22 PM
reply to post by TrueBrit

I don't think there is anything better in the world than being able to live in a seaside town. So much beauty and charm. Waves crashing down upon the shore, wind in your hair, the cry of gulls, an artist here and there sitting and painting and being creative, quaint little shops and art galleries and sea food restaurantss...ahhhhh...heaven!

I live in Rhode Island, the smallest Sate and we are known as the 'ocean State'. Thing is, it takes us like an hour to an hour and half to get to the ocean. So, I think I'll just move in with you. I promise I'll bring rum.
Maybe I'll even get matching bunny slippers. LOL

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 02:41 PM
reply to post by Night Star

No where in the UK is more than 75 miles away from the coast, less than 1 1/2 hrs.....not many people know that!

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 02:49 PM
Hiya! How is everyone this fine evening?

Some choonage here for you dearies...

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 03:34 PM
reply to post by Night Star

Well, it's hardly as cultured as it ought to be, given its long history as a settlement. What gems were left for my generation were stolen away, or altered beyond recognition, by the banking collapse and its fall out.

I know it well, this little town of mine, and there are things I love about it. But if it were not for my family and a few firm friends, I would have burned it to the ground, salted the earth behind me, and left when I was eighteen. It is a shallow place at best, and at worst, a place which is all facade and seething underbelly. Its topography is boring, its weather suitable only for the weakest and least stout of heart more often than not, and worst of all, you can get on a bus, and have the terrifying feeling that eighty percent of the time, you could beat the entire bus full of people in a game of Trivial Pursuits.

Growing up here, from the point of veiw of a person with a decent share of common sense and wit, was like trying to suckle on a rock for nourishment. It always felt like the entire place was trying to turn me into a dull eyed zombie.

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 04:15 PM
TDawg’s wanderings

TDawg’s mind awoke first. “I have to still be asleep, I’m warm.’ he thought. “Or the house is on fire.”

The thought replayed itself in his mind. “Holy Crap! The house is on fire!” He leapt to his feet and promptly knocked himself out again on a low hanging branch.

Some hours later, his mind awoke again. “I have to still be asleep, I’m warm.’ he thought. “Or the house is on fire.” The thought replayed itself in his mind. “Holy Crap! The house is on fire!” As he started to leap to his feet he heard a voice in his head cry, “STOP!”


“Open your eyes before moving you oaf.”

He opened his eyes, but it still didn’t register where he was at. “Oaf? I’ve never been called an Oaf before.” He thought. His mind ticked down the list of names that he had been called over the years, many of which were vigorously yelled and with much spittle, but Oaf didn’t count among them. He smiled, “That’s a new one.” And added it proudly to his list.

Then it dawned on him that he wasn’t in his living room anymore where he had laid down to watch some TV. He was in a clearing in a rather nice patch of woods with small dragons fluttering about and he had the impression that they were laughing at him.


“You say that a lot don’t you?” The voice said with exasperation. “Canna you speakee engrish?

“Where are you? Where the hell am I? Did I die?”

“No, you are in another realm, one you are not obviously familiar with. You need to go north and follow the plume of smoke, for some forsaken reason, you have been invited. You’ll find your answers there.”

“Right!” TDawg looked around and spotted the smoke, though it could have been a cloud and set off with a stride in his step. He thought that odd as he usually strutted. Or at least slouched. But for some reason, he felt good.

“Wrong way you Dolt!” TDawg smiled, another new name to the list. “Left…left…left….There! Now just stay on the path.”

“I don’t see a path.”

“Of course you don’t” TDawg could just imagine whomever was speaking was rolling her eyes. “Her eyes”, he thought. “Oh great, a woman. Women have a tendency to hate me. Just what I need.” His stride turned back into a slouch. But at least that felt normal to a degree and he thought he could use a little normal right now.

“When you come to the path, take a left and follow it to your destination. Your left is on the same side as your heart…that is if you have one.”

TDawg stopped. “Hey! I’m pretty much a nice guy! Maybe a little rough around the edges, but overall a nice guy.”

“A nice guy? Pffft! You’re a bleeding rock you are. Now just follow the path, you’ll get there soon enough…and if you’re nice like you say…be polite.”

TDawg cocked an eyebrow, well it is what it is and he thought he could do with a change of pace, considering there was no pace previously. He straightened his back and picked up his stride.

edit on 28-2-2014 by TDawgRex because: Just a ETA

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 05:08 PM
reply to post by TDawgRex

Don't stop there hunny!
I'm just popping in to catch up, and was reading backwards from the last post, lol....yours!
Amazing! I'm loving it, but you have to keep going (you're probably doing just that)...this is fab!!

Ok, I'm going back to keep catching up! (is that possible?)

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 05:11 PM
The wanderings continue...

As TDawg walked through the forest for hours, he was thinking that this was a cool dream as he had not excepted the voices premise, but choose to ignore that for now.. He hadn’t dreamt this vivid in quite a while. Warm weather, sunshine and birds and dragons. That was the odd thing about this dream. “Dragons? I rarely read fantasy books. What are Dragons…and small ones at that, doing in my dreams?”

He stepped out of the woods onto the pathway and started laughing. Before him lay a shiny yellow brick path. “Really!? The Yellow Brick Road!?’ he said to no one in particular.

The voice popped into his head again. “I figured someone as thick as you could follow it.”

“Yea, yea! I got it!” and he turned to the right. Immediately three small Dragons swooped down and slagged the road ahead of him.

“Um, wrong way…right?”

“You got it Einstien…and it’s left.”

“Are we ever going to meet face to face, and if we do…can we communicate normally? I don’t like someone else in my head.”

“I’m not in your head, I’m just guiding you.”

TDawg shook his head ruefully…”Yea, right.”


“See what I mean! And you say I’m not nice! I'm starting to think I'm not welcome here.”

"Oh, it's not that at all. You're here to continue your education and growth."

"Oh Crap! I knew this was to good to be true...I'm going back to school." TDawg resumed slouching again.

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 05:21 PM
reply to post by TDawgRex

You DO know that I'm sitting here, waiting for more....right?
I'm loving the humour! Haven't even got caught up on everybody yet...sooooo....
next part please?

posted on Feb, 28 2014 @ 05:33 PM
reply to post by jacygirl

Hey! I'ma working here Lady! Back off!

Joking! I'm joking! Stop throwing things at me!

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