Marvel Ladies

It's Hannah, again. I've waited a long time to be done with this one. It's been a month long project, and thanks be to God for the foresight to put the files on my second drive, because the single folder "Marvel Ladies" was a good 9 GB with over one hundred .psd files, while my main drive has only 1.69 GB to spare. This is what comes of saving dozens of extra copies.

Left to right: Maria Hill, Darcy Lewis, Natasha Romanoff, Betty Ross, Lady Sif, Jane Foster, Pepper Potts, and Peggy Carter.

Alrighty, let's begin at the top. Backstory. I'm a Pinterester, and I get on that site entirely too much. On one of my daily visits, I saw that someone I follow had pinned this picture:

This picture, by the way, does not belong to me. It's from vylla-art.tumblr.com. 

I almost didn't give it a second glance. I think I'd seen it before, but this time it caught my attention because in the comments below there was some dispute about Marvel lore and cinematic trivia, and since I am a person who unconsciously absorbs facts about silly things like comics and movies, I stepped in to help sort out the mess. Then I saw that people began to say things like this:

I like to fix things. I'm a fixer. So when people were saying they thought it wasn't done right, I wanted to "make it right". I'm just weird. Maybe slightly OCD. 

In any case, I did some research and some sketching. It wasn't a big thing at first, and I didn't ever think I could do better than the picture above, but I thought, Well, if I'm going to do this, might as well do it right. I know for sure that Scarlett Johansson and Natalie Portman are very short, but I couldn't remember how Sif and Pepper, etc, compared.  

You might be able to see the notations beneath each lady: 5' 8", 5' 3 ½", 5' 3", 5' 10", 5' 9", 5' 3", 5' 9", 5'7". Yeah, I went so far as to look up each celebrity's height, but you have to keep into account that Natasha wears freakishly tall heels. Each lady's outfit is just the one I liked best or was the best I could get. Didja know there are tons of Natasha and Pepper images all over Pinterest, but Darcy? Jane? Betty? Ha. I had to dig into the Marvel Cinematic Wiki to get a handful of blurry Betty pictures, so I pretty much made her outfit from scratch.

And of course I had a ton of reference images:

   

Now this was supposed to be a quick job. After scanning the drawing in, after about 15 minutes I had finished with Peggy's dress. But then I started on Sif.
And I finished days later. That is some complex armor. And a lot of fun. This entire project was a crash course in lighting and clothing and skin tone. It's been a long, painstaking process.

Speaking of lighting. When I'd finished the outfits, hair and skin, I presented the picture to Mama and all my siblings, to rounds of gushing and compliments. Once all that was out of the way, however: What's wrong with Peggy's forehead? She looks like Megamind. She looks lumpy. Jane's head is way bigger than everyone else's. The two chicks on the end, their legs are too bright. Darcy looks way vampirical. It looks like she's wearing a mask. Sif's eyes are blurry. Peggy's hand looks like a flipper!

All part of the process, I suppose. Mama did say, "If I were in the Sistine Chapel while Michelangelo's painting on the ceiling, I'd say, 'What's wrong with his head? It's all egg-shaped.'"
But I did listen to the criticism, with a sigh, and I was beginning to realize that I was only half-way done. Especially when my greatest fear was pointed out: I had followed all of the reference images too closely, because it looked like each lady had her own personal light source.

"How am I supposed to fix that?"
"You're going to have to do the skin over again."
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Then I told myself that if I wanted to fix this thing, and get it done, I was going to have to accept this horrible fate. And so I went again, making sure that the shadows of the clothing all fell on the right side instead of the left. I adjusted Peggy's dress and fixed her "flipper", moved Darcy's eyes closer together (she did sort of resemble a frog), completely redid Peggy's face, warmed up the pale people and toned down the orange people, generally making everyone look like they belonged in the same "picture".

So now, after 39 days of hard work... and easy work and medium-skill-level work...VOILÁZ!

And despite the slightly-harsh criticism, everyone in my family has been super encouraging. I must have gone to Mama for advice a dozen times, and she knows just how to deal out the compliments. I have to admit I was getting pretty unhealthily proud about Pepper's face. 'Cause I really like it. Also, Sif's armor. But I'm working on that.

If there's one thing I would like to change about my picture, it'd be the stiff, inactive poses. In Vylla's picture she had the girls in all sorts of interesting positions that made them seem alive. So proper respect to her. This was all hers in the first place.

To God be the glory,
Hannah

Drawing Eyes

A step-by-step of how I draw eyes. No reason.

For starters, when I normally draw any pictures of eyes, I do the drawing from memory or from my reflection in a mirror. I chose to take a picture instead as reference, this time. This is Sarah's eye.










I took the picture to my computer and blew it up so I could see it easily.





Then I began sketching out the basic lines of the eyes. I usually begin with the teardrop. I'm weird that way.





Congratulations me! Already it looks like an eye.





The top of the eyelid, or as I've heard it called, eyeflap. Often the eyelid line has a vaguely squarish shape.


By the way, the eyelid does not lay flat against the eyeball. It's, I don't know, a half a centimeter thick, so it has an edge that's visible on the lower side at the angle. (That sounds super intelligent of me). Also, with all the eyes I've closely examined (meaning, no one's eyes outside my family), there's a subtle wrinkle on the lower lid, as you can see.


I put a little line where the eyebrow will be, and began to mark out the shape of the iris.




You may have to erase and redraw. As you can see.





I began shading the eyeball, and added the pupil. I had to redraw that part too. Depending on what the lighting's like, it'll be bigger or smaller... so long as it's round.



Shading the iris. Using light lines, and keeping in mind that the outer rim of the eye is usually darker than most of the iris. Once in a tutorial I read that you should be very careful to keep all the lines pointed toward the center of the pupil, so, respect the master, whoever they are.




Fleshing out the eyebrow more, and adding more shading...




The beginning of eyelashes! Keep in mind that eyelashes are curved, not stick-straight, so they go down slightly before they go up. Also, as I've heard and observed, the eyelashes are rarely seen individually, but stick together in clumps. Pretty clumps.



Adding lower lashes. Smaller than upper lashes, and a lot more scarce.






Darkening the pupil. Pupils are like, really black. I added a bit of shading around the eye (you may not be able to see it). For the most part, I'm done now.

So I hope this was at least vaguely informative. I'm not any sort of expert, I'm a sixteen-year-old girl, not Van Gogh or Michelangelo. I just like doing eyes. I have eyes. You may also have eyes. Eyes are good.

Update: Here's the image superimposed over Sarah's eye. You can see here that the eyebrow I've drawn is not proportioned correctly and instead should be much larger in comparison to the eye (and it's not just Sarah, she's got much thinner eyebrows than I have). That's one last tip, then. Well, maybe fuller eyelashes.

To God be the Glory,

Hannah

Centaur

I'M LATE! It's Sarah and I know, but I have been sort of trying! I also have good reasons for being late except for one which unfortunately is the most prominient, I'm lazy. Yes, yes I know it's unbelievable but it's true. But as of now I don't think there are very many people that mind my being late except for Hannah. Hannah has been doing a fair bit of pestering me to do another post, not because she likes them but because I am a lazy slacker and I'm not very creative when it comes to writing at least a page's worth about someting you can see in a picture. And she wants to keep the blog up and running. I finally told her that once I got my drawing back from when I entered it in the fair the I would do a post on it. And I said I would try my best to get it done today. About four weeks ago. I guess I didn't quite do my best. Sorry Hannah. The drawing I eventually entered in the fair was an older drawing of mine of a lady centaur playing a harp that looked sorta like this.

I got it back with a blue first place ribbon (which doesn't mean very much, because everyone else in my age group probably got one too) and a comment that it needs more shading. I was a little annoyed that I got criticisim on my drawing, when most of my siblings just got praise for how well they did. But Mama told me when she took art classes they told her to make the shades from white to jet black so maybe that is what they meant. So I shaded it darker to look like this!

After that I spent many painstaking hours on photoshop to edit it into a colored version and then sorta left it at that for two weeks. I eventually finished it and saved it, and then left that for a couple weeks with an unfinished post saved as a draft getting dusty in the back corner of my priority closet. But I really will try to get more posts done so hopefully we will get some followers. But back to the drawing:

TA-DA! Do you like it? I hope it was worth the work. :)

-Sarah

The Ultimate Vermin! 2

He swung the door open unceremoniously. The door banged against something behind it before it could open all the way.  The general didn’t seem surprised, just kicked the door as far as it would go and gestured to the room.
“There you are, ma’am.”
Ash peered around the general. The room before them was a casual bustle of people playing cards at a corner table, getting coffee from the small kitchen, telling jokes. It looked more like a recreational room than anything she had expected of the debriefing room.
Directly in front of the door was a plain sofa with three young adults, two appearing to be just out of teen-hood and the third not even that old. The two girls were sitting next to each other, the slender dark-haired one was glued to her iPhone, and the stockier blonde girl chewed on the end of her hot pink braid while reading a popular sci-fi book. The young man, a ginger, was indifferently flipping a coin back and forth across the backs of his fingers.
Ash frowned, then looked skeptically to the general. “Sir,” she sighed, “I know I don’t look like an expert, but you don’t need to hand me off to anyone. I assure you, I can do everything I told you.”
The general raised an eyebrow. “Do I look like I’m doubting you?” he asked, bewildered.
The young man glanced over at them. “Nah, it’s just us.” His legs were casually hooked over the arm of the couch, but he sat up gracefully, managing not to kick the girl next to him in the head. “It’s normal,” he told Ash. “We all look pretty unprofesh. It helps with the whole plain-clothes song and dance. The James Bond stereotype is just for ceremony, excepting His Majesty here,” he said, inclining his head to the general. 
The general gave him a dour look, then turned to Ash. “This is Agent 06, Finnegan Flannery.”
“Fox, for short,” the young man said cockily. “Who’s the newbie?”
“I’m not a newbie,” Ash said before she could stop herself.  Fox heard her.
“Alright, who’s the newcomer?” he asked, with a small smile.
“This is Ashley Doyle,” the general said, considerably more formally than Fox. “For the time being, Agent 83.”
“It’s Ash, for short,” Ash interrupted. The general only gave her a brief disapproving look. 
“Until further notice, Fox, you will be in charge of showing Ms. Doyle the ropes.” He turned back to the door. “Good luck.” Then he was gone.
Fox gave her a wry look.
“Sorry,” she said, uncomfortable, The general may think she was a rookie, but she knew enough to recognize that Fox was one of the agents very high on the ladder of authority and skill, and now he was getting saddled a “newbie” who obviously didn’t know what she was doing.
He winked. “For what? We all started out the same way.” He sat in a nearby computer chair and spun halfway to look at the two girls on the couch and muttered, “Expect maybe the general. We’re pretty sure he was a test-tube baby to begin with.”


So, in a breath or so, I made this picture to illustrate that (^) scene in my mind. I sketched it out on paper, took a picture of it (I still haven't found an error-proof method of transferring my pictures), and colored it in with Photosho using the idea of this tutorial.

This was the sequel I promised. Sarah also said she'd do some of her artwork soon, and the next post by me will be about what I've currently been working on. Here's the teaser:

Can you guess what materials I used to make this picture?

To God be the Glory,
Hannah

The Ultimate Vermin!

Hey e’rybody! It's Hannah, and it’s also high time to introduce a few new people to our little blog! 

I am pleased to present Finnegan, Lalitya and Babe! I would introduce their friend Ashley, but she is not available today, so maybe another time.

Don’t get overexcited, they aren’t real. These four folks (well, three, right now) are figures of my imagination, but they get along pretty well, and have endearing snark, so I might as well pop them out here for y’all to see.

 Okay, left to right: Finnegan Flannery, Lalitya Jobs, and Penelope “Babe” Farrow.  Actually, I won't often refer to them with those names - they prefer the code names Fox, Coon and Possum. See the resemblances? You may if you're from the South like I am.

The reason I said code names instead of nicknames is that these three are actually spies, with abilities as well as appearances that match their titles. I got the idea for this quite suddenly while my dad and my uncle were talking about something that was eating my uncle's barn kittens and leaving just the feet behind. Sorry, I might've warned you that this was not for the faint of heart... or stomach. In any case, they were guessing at what it might be: raccoon, skunk, fox, coyote, possum, bobcat... and got to talking about the different characteristics of the animals. 

For example, a possum, or opossum, if you're picky, is slow and waddling and not the brightest beach ball in the drawer, but they sure as Mordor have a lot of resilience. 

Raccoons are way smoother than possums and a glop of a lot faster. Those are the ones you don't want to let loose before you shoot them (hypothetically speaking, of course). They can climb well, get into small spaces, are very clean, and good at teamwork. Two raccoons can go into a live-trap and both get out - one holds the door while the other get the food, like a very civilized varmint. But their weaknesses are shiny things and vanilla-filled marshmallows. Yes. 

Now foxes... ooh-hoo-hoo, foxes are not rumored to be wily and sly for nothing. We personally had a fox getting at our chickens a couple years ago, and holy frijoles, we don't know how he did it. Somehow that little thing climbed up the side of our chicken coop - there were claw marks to prove it - straight up the smooth, vertical wall, up into the rafters, climbed down the inside of the coop, grabbed a chicken out of the roost, climbed back up the inside and back down the outside with the chicken and escaped into the woods.

It's ridiculous. 

Going back to when I was listening to my dad and uncle's conversation: my uncle was telling us about a YouTube movie he watched about a fox that was getting out of all sorts of traps. The people who were trying to get rid of it had a nighttime motion-detecting camera and several baited live-traps. On camera, the fox went around to each of the traps and got the food out of them without getting caught, going in, getting the food, getting out, and continuing to the next buffet. The fox-afflicted persons in question only ever caught him because he stepped in a snare that was in the center of the circle of live-traps. In other words, it took a trap in a trap to catch him.

My weird little mind began thinking about how cool it would be to have the skills of a fox. What an awesome ninja-esque spy that would make you. Being a writer, my mind began throwing up character and story ideas, and being an artist, I just had to draw these atypically clear pictures of characters in my mind. 

So, the story, quite undeveloped as it is, is focused on Ashley Doyle, better known as Ash. She's a rookie spy, and having just joined the as-yet-unnamed spy corporation, the rookie gets dumped on a senior agent, being Finnegan Flannery, also known as Fox, also known as Finn, also known as Finn Flann, depending on who's talking to him. Usually just Fox. And by association, Ash meets Fox's regular partners, Latitya and Penelope. Lalitya prefers Coon. Formally, Penelope's called Possum, informally, they refer to her by her nickname, Babe. No one has yet figured out how Babe is short for Penelope. 

Okay, so, anyway, this particular picture was not enhanced on Photoshop at all, it's just mechanical and colored pencil. Ta-da!

It started out like this. No color.

This is half-way through the process... There's not much technique to speak of, as far as I know, just the basic "This color goes here, that color goes there, and please let's stay inside the lines!"

And voila! The finished product. If you're wondering what Fox is holding in his left hand, that's a rubber ball. It's part of his arsenal of tools. Don't laugh, he once broke out of jail with a pencil! To be fair, it was a mechanical pencil.

And here you have a bonus picture! Fox, Coon, and Possum in black and white! A precursor to a future post in which you will be rewarded with the lovely color version and a written bit of Ash's introduction to Fox.

And a second teaser of a future post:

Here's me with one of my newest tentative pieces of artwork. Excuse the picture quality, it's an iPhone picture. This picture that is shown is not even the finished product. I am currently (meaning today) working on doing one of these on canvas. And if that works out, I may sell it! See if you can guess what medium I'm working with. 

To God be the Glory,

Hannah

Linh Cinder

GASP! It's been over a week! I thought I'd gotten over this forget-the-blog-procrastanitus! Well, fear not, I SHALL recover. It is my QUEST! ONWARD, TO DEATH AND GLORY!!! FOR NARNIAAAAAAA!

Oh, hey, it's Hannah, by the way - as per usual. I still have things to put up that have not yet been put up, one of which being the aforementioned other thing besides the last thing, or in other words, the thing I mentioned earlier, being the thing that I have not put up.

Linh Cinder

This was an about-a-week-long project, and also my first experience in wholly painting a piece of artwork on Photoshop, so I understand if it's a bit sketchy. Ha ha, sketchy. A bit not fully worked out.

This is based on a character from Marissa Meyer's Cinder, a futuristic Cinderella story. It's part of an eventually 4 book series, The Lunar Chronicles. In any case, in the beginning words of a Wikipedia summary, "Cinder is a cyborg living in New Beijing after World War 4, with her step-mother, Adri, and her two step sisters, Pearl and Peony. Cinder owns a booth in the market place, where she works as a mechanic with the family's android, Iko."

Yeah, that was a bit of a spoiler right there. Yup, Cinderella's a cyborg. Getting kinda funky, huh? Well, in this world, cyborgs are looked down upon, like a inferior race, even though they're just normal people who got in an accident and had to have cyborg parts implanted to save their life. Cyborgs don't get the same rights as un-cyborg people, and a lot of people hate them. So at the beginning, like in the typical fairytale, Cinder is treated like she's not a real member of the household. She works all day in the market to bring money to her family, but she's not allowed to keep any of it herself.

I'm not going to go on and on about the book, 'cause I've pretty much come to my point right here. This picture is supposed to be Cinder in the marketplace. I tried to follow the book's description of her as much as possible: mousy-brown hair, unfortunately unfeminine figure, the fault of her cyborg surgery when she was younger, thick mechanic's gloves to cover her metal hand, cargo pants with pockets to hold her tools, grease stains on her shirt and face. 

The original picture did not have gloves, as I accidentally forgot them, so I had to resketch and rephotograph it to add the gloves ('cause those are a pretty important part). And also, to get the human-looking attributes to the face and body instead of the more cartoonish drawings I normally do, I had to base it off of a picture of myself. Yes, I went outside and set up a tripod and took some weird pictures of myself, while Sarah, watering the plants, gave me some strange looks. But all in the name of art.

The digital painting took quite longer, since I'd never done it before, and since, of course, painting is not just a jog in the park. It takes some time to get it looking right. About halfway through the process, I began to have some computer problems. As in, there was not enough room left on the hard drive to save my next draft of the file. The Cinder file, once I was finished, took up 4.27 GB, out of my hard drive's 73.2 GB, most of which was already used up. Fortunately, I have a second hard drive, which is a whopping additional 465 GB, so I moved the files over. Disaster averted.

Okay, I think now would be a good time to say that this is an uncomfortable post for me. Because as it turned out, in the middle of working on this project, Sarah, who was reading through the series again, began to feel uneasy reading it, because in our family we are not supposed to read "love stories". It would take a long time to explain, but my mom and dad don't want us to be developing unrealistic views of what love really is. And, it being a fairytale, there is, as expected, romance. Since this was one of the book series that Trinity had previewed instead of Mama and Papa, we took the book, belatedly, to Mama, and asked her if it was okay that we had been reading it. After looking it over, she said she'd rather we didn't, but that we might be able to read it again in a few years. So. Maybe once the last two books come out, in 2015, we'll be able to read the whole series. So I'm not really recommending this series to you - it's a really well-written series, but since we're not allowed to read it... Anyway.

To God be the Glory,
Hannah

Creativity Warriors

It's me, Hannah. I have returned! And I have art.

This here was a sort of an off-the-wall idea. I was supposed to be sleeping, actually, when I sketched it, but I didn't expect the idea to stick and was just planning to outline it briefly. At around 11:00 pm. But it turned out well, yes?

The subjects here are based on Trinity and I (the one on the left being Trinity, on the right being me). The hairstyles are ours, as well as the fashion choice - Trinity specifically requested the left outfit. It came up because I was considering Trinity and I taking pictures for our other blog, A Quill In Her Quiver. I was hoping the pictures would reflect our personalities as well as our interests. But what I've really done the most of over the past few months is draw or do other artsy stuff instead of writing, so I've sort of been considering Trinity as the writey one (she's better at it anyway) and me as the artisty one (frankly, I'm the one who's better at that). So that's what I was thinking of when I made this picture.

See, what we're doing here is fending of the Bordum. The best way to do that is with creativity and imagination. Unfortunately, the powers of creativity only work at full strength when you get trapped, and that's where we are, with our backs against the wall - or back to back, that is. So Trinity and I whipped out our fancy vintage pen and palette and paintbrush (sable-bristle paintbrush, 'cause that's the best kind, so I've heard) and blasted the Bordum to bits with our Colorferno and Wordbullets (Trinity says hers look more deadly).

So we are the Creativity Warriors.

And yes, we destroyed the Bordum utterly, burned down their cities, and salted the earth.

In case you're wondering, Trinity's Wordbullets do spell out real sentences, which read:

• Error. The computer flashed.
• "Yeah, Mr. Incredible, you're the best." (a paraphrase from The Incredibles)
• That's the thing about Jim, you never know what he's about to do.
• I'm a better liar than I should be.
• The robot's metal treads bumpity-bumped across the rough gravel.
• I had never worn a crown before.
• Once upon a time 
• All was well. (Harry Potter)
• Lightning crackled overhead.
• "Fascinating," he said, cocking an eyebrow,
• A ranger practices until he never gets it wrong. (Ranger's Apprentice)
• Little Bo Peep had lost her sheep
• At the stroke of twelve, she'd said. I had just assumed she was being melodramatic. Old ladies were like that sometimes.
• "Stay away from me!"
• The princess was the most beautiful in the land.
• Look, I didn't want to be a demigod. (Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief)
• "I bet you don't even know what you're talking about."
• "Why won't you trust me?"

And my Colorferno does not spell anything, it just looks cool.

This was just a sketch I photographed and messed with on Photoshop. The drawing itself is largely unedited, although I had to use the color replacement tool with white to take the orange cast off the photo, and I employed the burn tool for the shadows.

The Wordbullets are dozens of layers of text, some slightly warped, and the Colorferno is a bunch of smudged "paint". 

To God be the Glory,

Hannah

A Short Post With Eyeballs Included

Hey, everypony! I'm not dead!

 But you wouldn't know that, hmm, because I've been gone for over two months! And I said I'd be putting something up soon. Shame on me. For this post, ignore every excuse. I have no good ones. I am going to (I'm not gonna say soon, but eventually) put up the post I was planning on. But today is not that day!

On the other hand, I do have something to put up today!

The ideas for these came from Pinterest (of which I am on frequently). There are a lot of sketches of just eyes. 

                       

I don't know who these belong to, sorry.

And the way I did it was derived from this tutorial: http://pinterest.com/pin/26529085275129304/.

I used a mirror for reference for the lower four pairs of eyes. That meant me staring strangely at the mirror, then scribbling furiously on my sketchbook, then making the same face, then scribbling furiously, for about a half an hour during storytime while my dad read The Rats of NIMH.
Excuse the eyebrows, mine are profuse enough to need combing. Mama and Trinity despair of them and subject me to monthly pluckings. And mine are the only ones I can use for reference so... oh well.
And that last set of eyelashes and eyebrows look orange because I meant for their host to be a redhead. However, I'm not well acquainted with ginger facial hair (I shall just assume that's a good thing), so it might not have turned out so well.

These were done by being sketched out with a pencil and then edited in Photoshop Elements. I'm still working on different techniques for photographing or scanning my pictures - mainly photographing. I haven't scanned them in so long, cause we used to have a pretty lousy scanner that would ruin my pictures. I've got a pretty light touch when sketching, which had to be trained into me (I used to recklessly chisel my drawings into the paper, but I've gotten better at that), so the scanner, and often the camera, has trouble picking up the lighter lines.
Also, as you can see, the paper tends towards orange-brownness, no matter what I do with the camera, while the actual sketch paper is rather white. Any suggestions?

And I do have a host of others things stacked up in reserve to be put up here, including one I'm working on that I'm currently rather fond of (having a bit of trouble with, but still, rather fond of). In addition, Sarah may very well be putting up her first post soon! Yay!

She and I have been dabbling with painting on Photoshop, not just editing and stuff, but actually painting, in a manner of speaking. There are a lot of not-helpful tutorials on Pinterest that I've been able to chop down to something I can understand and almost use. Then there are slightly more helpful tutorials that I've not really been able to use. So let us see what turns up.

To God be the Glory,
Hannah

Dental Floss

Good day to ya'll and sundry! I hope you have been very well. I have been very busy. Spent a lot of this afternoon shopping for Mother's Day and a lot of yesterday afternoon at the dentist (there are so many of us in our family that we do all of our appointments on the same day to save time running back and forth between home and town... we were there from 8:20 AM to just after 12:00 PM).
I have not been on for quite some time, due to a big project that I thought would take a lot less time than it has. I've just finished it (I think), and barely in time, because I need it tomorrow. But that will be for later, sometime very soon.
I had to put something or other up here, and didn't know what it would be until last night. Hee hee hee....

Okey-dokey. For those of you who don't know me, I'm a pretty jokey person. (See this board on Pinterest.) I'm not totally over the top with April Fools gags, but I like to mess with people a little bit.

For example, last night (the evening of Dentist Appointment Day), Trinity came up to me. She had one of our new sample containers of dental floss.

Except she had taken a Sharpie marker to the thing, so it looked like this:

She showed it to me, then put it up in my face and said, "MINE." Very clearly and bluntly, cause, doncha know, I won't remember any other way she says it. Then she left to go watch the Avengers with the rest of the family in the living room.

It wasn't long before I was giggling maniacally inside my head.

About five minutes later....

 Trinity comes into the bathroom to a carefully prepared scene.
There's silence for a moment as I rush to follow her into our room. I didn't see it all, but I'm pretty sure her face went:

WHOOOOO DIIIIID THIIISSSS?!?!?!

And she just sort of stared at the whole scene, all like:

EVIL PERSON

 Y U COPY ME

Meanwhile, I'm sure I had an expression much like this:

A moment later, Trinity must have looked over at the mirror or something, because I watched her, and her face went:

She looked over at me: 

"Did you do that?"

Then, of course, my sister Emily had to follow up with this:

So, those were the escapades of our dental floss pranks. That's it for today.... I'll be putting something else up pretty soon.

To God be the glory,

Hannah