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Episode #217: Now it’s Baron Samedi’s turn to show us what he can do with his underworldly might. |
 Jeffery Stevenson ... 5:40 am
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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Episode #216: Ares, Tyr, and… zombies. |
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Jeffery Stevenson ... 6:37 am
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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Episode #215: The finals roll on as Ares pits his tactical might against the peace-loving Tyr. |
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Jeffery Stevenson ... 7:52 am
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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Episode #214: What happens when you have two Balders, a four-armed goddess, and one beauty title? |
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Jeffery Stevenson ... 4:57 am
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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 it figures that i would be working on a fantasy type story, set in an imaginative past that i would make it all digital. this little sample was all done the computer. no trees were harmed in the making of it. i'm going to work on my coloring too, so keep an eye out for that. s. |
 Seth Damoose ... 1:41 pm
"Yeah, I can draw that."
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Episode #213: Something’s not right here. |
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Jeffery Stevenson ... 9:03 am
"Side effects of being a writer may include heartache, headache, calloused fingertips, and insanity."
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