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Sensationally seasoned, gracious greetings, for each and every, all and aplenty!
lombs, lomby, or lombnut, here as yours truly; a humbled host.



Ahh, yes - it seems, as if Fate herself, fancifully so in coincidence to be coincided with, dealt me a fitting hand, fit of the frosty frozen season, as I am now, most in proper place, of this occasion's holiday holly jolly cheers and celebrations. Truly, could not such a return of me myself, be most apt for the ongoing festivities likewise?

Yes, so was read right and certainly correct; I am back, and I am here to stay and stick around; forever more, most faithfully, till the end of days.

A abhorrent, abysmal absence; The sins of the past, shall bear no recurred repeat, and what wounds were viciously inflicted for and from such, I shall make me mend and tend, in best I can. Next I would leave like this again, shall be never ever, and it was a mistake most miserable, that I'd only allow one of in my life's time, for once was enough.



It has... been a long, hard, harsh, and lonely, lonesome journey – but so is no more, and it is only, further forward from here; Yes, here, where it all began – and where it all ends; my final destination. I fought in what felt forever, to get here, in strained struggles – though a fight worth fighting, and a cause worth championing.

This has however, in recent, not been my only place of activity, as I have dealt with many and much, thorough tasks, that needed my else attention. From the paths taken, and roads walked, I have traveled the realms of my meager, measly two emails in accounts (Hotmail/Outlook); I have beheld its content and writing, wherein afterwards I rekindled what kinships were lead once onto the site of furries and non-furs alike (FurAffinity). And after much so, I started to tinker, tick and tock, with deviantART a slight; I re-learned its tools and mechanics, its intricacies and intrigue, as I tested my might and skills, with the RatchetxClank-Club account, until hereby I stand, finally venturing further, at the blessed behemoth awaiting me. And, as I stand in the shadow of the colossi, I feel... at ease, and hold no fear in its cooling shade; knowing I'm back, where I belong~

As imagined, if you will, I worked heavily to get here, to this very point, and I have... in, I dunno how many months in passing now, have spent each and every, all and aplenty, of these daylight days, various weeks, and much months; all in attendance, to my attempts to reclaim those scattered, shattered shards, parts and pieces, that makes up a whole (me).

For the longest, I lacked what made me a whole, what made me function fully, and feel utmost – I lack you.
The fans and friends, the community and companions, and the tenacious talents, etcetera ergo etcetera.

However, all is still not perfect, and even so, until this moment, I have been thinking, of what I have been held witness to, in these few days in working to and fro, and how I at times, feel so... defeated? Utmost, drained. As if, a part of me, would have been relieved, had I just run off instead, and left so behind (deviantART, FurAffinity), etcetera. To never gone back, to a long-since previous past.

It (d.A.) has been a cause of heartache in recent, as I have taken notice to the facts, that few friends, some more then so, have left the site likewise behind, in my absence. There was always a part of me, that wished for things, to have been as before – to stayed as before, but due to the lengths I've been gone, I missed out on a lot, and folks 'n' friends, once held dear, are no more. Not dead, nor deceased, or so, but simply, gone – they left that part of themselves behind, and... I missed it – missed out on their leave.

I wasn't there to say goodbye – to see them off, nor now knowing why and where they went. I am left alone, with only their memories, to keep the company of the past...

Still,
as much as I would, at times, have wished to run, run, and run; never turning back...

I could truly never leave you [all],

nor shall I so no more, for else I'd bear the pain, the pangs of solemn sores, knowing of what I left behind. I have been burdened for far too long, in my abyssed absence, elongated leave, of just so, and those are shackled weights, wearily wearing me worn, that I shall not carry any more, as I will hereby my own words, not leave, but to return, and set things right.

For what I have made come undone, I shall tend to treatment, and for what ails and ills I have inflicted, I too shall heal so. What has been so wrong, shall become so right, and I too, will heal, alongside you all – all, who are all wonderful wonders, by so many numerous names.

Thanks - for still caring for me, and concerning yourselves, even in my tiring times away.

:heart:

I know, not a lot of you, may have wished to hear such troubled thoughts unto my return of presence, these news from nowhere, but I feel in comfort, as if familiar family, that I could not, in a right sense of self, not be what I am, and to not speak what words needed spoken.

I want you, to have me, just as much as I, want all of you - and to be honest, humble and open, is a great start, in mending sour relations, on rocky, rumbling crumbling grounds. I have not, made good on my evils yet, but in due time, I soon hope I shall just so.



Speaking of making good on things as presented before me, I might as well say, in admittance, that what notations and notifications, my neigh-infinite inbox may have once held, are no more – I theorize, that the numbers in digits (in held content, per inbox), simply reached their laid limit (content) in my absence, and as for so, they turned over to zero, to start anew, and fill itself fuller once more – makes sense, does it not?

I... am conflicted, about this unfortunate occurrence. I am, in part glad, since I now then, do not have to burden myself with the feedback of the foggy past – but, all the same, a part of me, looked longingly, lovingly forward, to getting' up to speed with things, catchin' up, and going through all that needs goin' through. So can not be, anymore, sadly though.

This is where, I must ask for all of yours assistance, in letting me know, of things needed to be and let known of, and to give me what knowledge I lack. Hence henceforth, I beg of thee, all of you, that if there has been, in any way, shape, or form, during my absence, something you have wished to show or share with me, let me know of so, pretty please?

It can be glamorous, glorious gifts, or deviations of delicious delectability. Joyous (and less so) journals, or else writings, such as a myriad of feedback, alike the likes of certain comments, readable replies, or noticeable notes. Please, I beg of thee; work with me, and I shall work with you, in this showcase of mutual appreciation.



With all so said, bear with me kindly, dears, as I will work on this final chapter, into my efforts aplenty, and to finally complete what has been left untouched and uncompleted (i.e. my lombnut account), in this saga of a journey long in the making, to reclaim a past most precious.

As for the sordid story, of my times in abandonment and absence, and the causes to so and such...

In due time, my children – in due so, I will tell the tale, to absurd, needless lengths, in something separate to this, for sure, I dare assume, folks are in the wanting know, for and of just so?

Anyhow...
That is not now...
And as for now...

*cracks knuckles* Here; there's work to be done.

See ya'll around~



/ lombs~

My sincerest salutations, friends and fans, be it old or new, as I greet you all once more.


First off, may I speak the words to say that I apologize utmost, for further prolonging my absence - it being more so then I would have had intended or envisioned. I am a man of poor judgment in time's passage, hence my last journal statement in regards to a return of activity, rang sadly untrue.

Lest it be said however, that I do not care; for a single day went not in passing, wherein a thought was not spent in returning to what is like that of a second housing to me. For these past many months, a moment in each day, was spent longing, pondering, thinking.

I miss my past, I miss what I once held dear, and most of all, I miss all of you.

Truly, I do, and have done so for every day, of every month, and for every year, that I have been absent; for these thousands of digits, these unfathomable days in numbers - waiting, for the opportunity to showcase itself, for life to become lax, and work to become next to none; insignificant in exhaustion.


That moment is now, and I feel that it is time to reclaim something of grave importance to me; just lost, but never, never ever forgotten. The community, the people, and the spirit - I want it all back. Let it take the time that needs taken, for I have made it my mission in future to come.

Starting off with my two emails accounts for job-life and leisure, for they too have been left barren and inactive in my online absence. That will be followed by tracing my steps back to the furred community of FurAffinity, amidst paws and suits, furs aplenty. Thereafter, I saved the most time-consuming for last to overcome; deviantART, with its arts, crafts, and valued connectivity in bonds.

Sites will be revisited in order of magnitude and importance to me, and know that I will spend what time is deemed needed, for each and every one, so I ask of you all to once again be patient and understanding, for all will be in due time, and await me until so. Know that you are [all] in my thoughts along the way, throughout this journey of recovery, rediscovery.

It will not be an easy task ahead to shoulder; to reclaim such vital pieces of myself, but I feel that I at least owe all of you that, doing it just as much for me as I am for you.


Once I return proper, to the site of devious and deviating artistry, and its artful people, I will write something more extensive, nay, thorough, and telling, about my time in absence, and the ventures and paths held within - laid out for those willing to indulge in a rambling listen and a hefty read, of course. It will be much, and for the many, but all is to come in due time.


Until then...

I love you,
and See you soon.


/ Pierre~

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Sir Loves-a-lot ♥
Sweden
Hi, I'm your friendly, non-stereotypical, ga[y]mer guy. (*:
I l o v e Dag'rek, Ratchet the lombax, and Kenny McCormick. :heart:

Current Residence: Sweden, Gothenburg
Favourite genre of music: J-pop/ J-rock is only one of many
Operating System: Windows Vista
Favourite cartoon character: Scrooge McDuck, of Disney fame
Personal Quote: To hell with looks, it's whats inside that counts ~ Zidane Tribal, FFIX
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Sensationally seasoned, gracious greetings, for each and every, all and aplenty!
lombs, lomby, or lombnut, here as yours truly; a humbled host.



Ahh, yes - it seems, as if Fate herself, fancifully so in coincidence to be coincided with, dealt me a fitting hand, fit of the frosty frozen season, as I am now, most in proper place, of this occasion's holiday holly jolly cheers and celebrations. Truly, could not such a return of me myself, be most apt for the ongoing festivities likewise?

Yes, so was read right and certainly correct; I am back, and I am here to stay and stick around; forever more, most faithfully, till the end of days.

A abhorrent, abysmal absence; The sins of the past, shall bear no recurred repeat, and what wounds were viciously inflicted for and from such, I shall make me mend and tend, in best I can. Next I would leave like this again, shall be never ever, and it was a mistake most miserable, that I'd only allow one of in my life's time, for once was enough.



It has... been a long, hard, harsh, and lonely, lonesome journey – but so is no more, and it is only, further forward from here; Yes, here, where it all began – and where it all ends; my final destination. I fought in what felt forever, to get here, in strained struggles – though a fight worth fighting, and a cause worth championing.

This has however, in recent, not been my only place of activity, as I have dealt with many and much, thorough tasks, that needed my else attention. From the paths taken, and roads walked, I have traveled the realms of my meager, measly two emails in accounts (Hotmail/Outlook); I have beheld its content and writing, wherein afterwards I rekindled what kinships were lead once onto the site of furries and non-furs alike (FurAffinity). And after much so, I started to tinker, tick and tock, with deviantART a slight; I re-learned its tools and mechanics, its intricacies and intrigue, as I tested my might and skills, with the RatchetxClank-Club account, until hereby I stand, finally venturing further, at the blessed behemoth awaiting me. And, as I stand in the shadow of the colossi, I feel... at ease, and hold no fear in its cooling shade; knowing I'm back, where I belong~

As imagined, if you will, I worked heavily to get here, to this very point, and I have... in, I dunno how many months in passing now, have spent each and every, all and aplenty, of these daylight days, various weeks, and much months; all in attendance, to my attempts to reclaim those scattered, shattered shards, parts and pieces, that makes up a whole (me).

For the longest, I lacked what made me a whole, what made me function fully, and feel utmost – I lack you.
The fans and friends, the community and companions, and the tenacious talents, etcetera ergo etcetera.

However, all is still not perfect, and even so, until this moment, I have been thinking, of what I have been held witness to, in these few days in working to and fro, and how I at times, feel so... defeated? Utmost, drained. As if, a part of me, would have been relieved, had I just run off instead, and left so behind (deviantART, FurAffinity), etcetera. To never gone back, to a long-since previous past.

It (d.A.) has been a cause of heartache in recent, as I have taken notice to the facts, that few friends, some more then so, have left the site likewise behind, in my absence. There was always a part of me, that wished for things, to have been as before – to stayed as before, but due to the lengths I've been gone, I missed out on a lot, and folks 'n' friends, once held dear, are no more. Not dead, nor deceased, or so, but simply, gone – they left that part of themselves behind, and... I missed it – missed out on their leave.

I wasn't there to say goodbye – to see them off, nor now knowing why and where they went. I am left alone, with only their memories, to keep the company of the past...

Still,
as much as I would, at times, have wished to run, run, and run; never turning back...

I could truly never leave you [all],

nor shall I so no more, for else I'd bear the pain, the pangs of solemn sores, knowing of what I left behind. I have been burdened for far too long, in my abyssed absence, elongated leave, of just so, and those are shackled weights, wearily wearing me worn, that I shall not carry any more, as I will hereby my own words, not leave, but to return, and set things right.

For what I have made come undone, I shall tend to treatment, and for what ails and ills I have inflicted, I too shall heal so. What has been so wrong, shall become so right, and I too, will heal, alongside you all – all, who are all wonderful wonders, by so many numerous names.

Thanks - for still caring for me, and concerning yourselves, even in my tiring times away.

:heart:

I know, not a lot of you, may have wished to hear such troubled thoughts unto my return of presence, these news from nowhere, but I feel in comfort, as if familiar family, that I could not, in a right sense of self, not be what I am, and to not speak what words needed spoken.

I want you, to have me, just as much as I, want all of you - and to be honest, humble and open, is a great start, in mending sour relations, on rocky, rumbling crumbling grounds. I have not, made good on my evils yet, but in due time, I soon hope I shall just so.



Speaking of making good on things as presented before me, I might as well say, in admittance, that what notations and notifications, my neigh-infinite inbox may have once held, are no more – I theorize, that the numbers in digits (in held content, per inbox), simply reached their laid limit (content) in my absence, and as for so, they turned over to zero, to start anew, and fill itself fuller once more – makes sense, does it not?

I... am conflicted, about this unfortunate occurrence. I am, in part glad, since I now then, do not have to burden myself with the feedback of the foggy past – but, all the same, a part of me, looked longingly, lovingly forward, to getting' up to speed with things, catchin' up, and going through all that needs goin' through. So can not be, anymore, sadly though.

This is where, I must ask for all of yours assistance, in letting me know, of things needed to be and let known of, and to give me what knowledge I lack. Hence henceforth, I beg of thee, all of you, that if there has been, in any way, shape, or form, during my absence, something you have wished to show or share with me, let me know of so, pretty please?

It can be glamorous, glorious gifts, or deviations of delicious delectability. Joyous (and less so) journals, or else writings, such as a myriad of feedback, alike the likes of certain comments, readable replies, or noticeable notes. Please, I beg of thee; work with me, and I shall work with you, in this showcase of mutual appreciation.



With all so said, bear with me kindly, dears, as I will work on this final chapter, into my efforts aplenty, and to finally complete what has been left untouched and uncompleted (i.e. my lombnut account), in this saga of a journey long in the making, to reclaim a past most precious.

As for the sordid story, of my times in abandonment and absence, and the causes to so and such...

In due time, my children – in due so, I will tell the tale, to absurd, needless lengths, in something separate to this, for sure, I dare assume, folks are in the wanting know, for and of just so?

Anyhow...
That is not now...
And as for now...

*cracks knuckles* Here; there's work to be done.

See ya'll around~



/ lombs~

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rikubattle Featured By Owner Edited Dec 1, 2014
Hi im rikubattle, I love your drawings of South Park and my fave is Butters :heart:

Nice to meet you :)
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RealDiegoAmateur Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2014  Professional General Artist
why you think everyone is gay. like in the simpsons
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neocarleen Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2014
Hey, you may be interested in the South Park Fanon Wiki!
Come check it out here!
:kenny: 
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beyblader04 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Happy birthday! ^^
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LOMBBYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY HAPPY BIRTHDAY FIRST BOOTY FRIEND Q>Q
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TheDarkBrawler90 Featured By Owner Dec 26, 2013

Happy Birthday.

 

I hope you have a great time today.

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Happy bday man
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Happy Birthday
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Happy birthday!!
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Ok-we-get Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2013
I think you should check out gravity falls, I think you might
Like that show, although I would recommend 
When you tried watching the show to avoid the episodes 
Tourist trapped, gideon rises, dreamscapers,the land before swine, the deep end and boys crazy.I would recommend watching 
Either the inconveniencing or double dipper first
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