Shotgun Suicide shows you how to protect your nuts and put a rubber on in emergency situations.
Music: “She” by Bo-Peep
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Artist Cameron Stewart just posted this cool time-lapse video via his Twitter. It shows him working on Porter, the tech geek girl, who is one of the characters from the upcoming IDW four-issue SUICIDEGIRLS comic series. The clip, which is 2.5 X faster than real time, shows Cameron inking over pencil layouts done by David Hahn using a Wacom Cintiq 12WX and Manga Studio 4 EX.
SUICIDEGIRLS pits an awesome gang of beautiful, tattooed ladies against the deranged leader of a techno-religious cult, with lots of butt-kicking and witty banter. Issue #1 will hit stores in March.
Inspired by the positive feedback we’ve received from her Vehicle Maintenance 101 video posts, Shotgun Suicide is taking on bodywork of a more personal kind. In the first part of her new ongoing Body Mods 101 series, Shotgun Suicide takes you through the basics of getting a new tattoo, and aftercare for it.
Music: “Hot Zombie Fuck” by Thunderdikk
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In the previous installment of our futuristic fiction series, Please Use Rear Exit, Mikhail, who recently x-ed his GF (Katya), ventures out for his first major post-break up night on the tiles with the boys. Unable to cut the ties completely, and with reminders in the form of text messages still causing his phone and his emotions to vibrate, Mikhail recalls his first breakup with Katya a year ago after temptation moved into the next cubicle at work. Meanwhile, Katya is similarly “enjoying” a night out with the girls. Though she’s putting lot of effort into her “over it” front, beneath the thin veneer, as with Mikhail, her mind’s in turmoil.
The scene in front of the mirror was absurd. Just wanting to touch up her mascara, Katya was finding reflective real estate hard to come by. Nipples were being forced back into tube tops as breasts were pushed together and back out. Faces ducked in close to the glass and everyone clucked away in the background. Spectacularly bedecked fingernails flicked at specs of makeup gone astray. Elbows flailed with more fury than the numerous turns of various lipsticks. A plethora of squinting and straining smiles dominated the mirror, turning the would-be reflection of harsh fluorescent lights into a pitch-black sea of narcissism. Katya couldn’t find a space to look at herself. The commotion upset her stomach more than it already was; acid churned into the swills of Smirnoff and tonic. She searched hopelessly for a sliver of space, if only to make sure that there wasn’t anything in her teeth or hair.
by Brett Warner
Go to any Starbucks in New York or Los Angeles and you’re guaranteed to find yuppie after yuppie, hunched over their MacBooks, working on a “screenplay.” By “screenplay,” of course, I mean Facebook…or online poker…or SuicideGirls – hopefully. There are a lot of screenplays floating around out there, though, and only an infinitesimal percentage of them will ever make it to the big screen one day. Why? Because most of them are shit. 99% of them are makeshift, amateurishly conceived pats on the back. Most movies are bad, so writing a screenplay must by extension be a piece of cake, right? Yeah, no. Even the most bloated, awful Hollywood blockbusters start out with a good screenplay. Hard to believe, but it’s true.
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This past Saturday Sash and Milloux Suicide modelled for a special two hour live figure drawing session at Gallery Nucleus to celebrate the opening of their Poster Peepshow exhibition, which features pin up art from the past and present.
Shotgun Suicide gets handy under the hood showing you how to rim your filter, wiggle your dipstick and keep your engine well oiled.
