Super Sonico review

Super Sonico review

Here’s the two Super Sonico special figures that I got at the Paris Manga con 🙂

If you wonder who that “anime” character is, well it’s because she was originally created for Nitroplus, a Japanese computer and video game software company. There’s only one television anime series available, and it doesn’t have more than 12 episodes, but it’s all that took me to completely fall in love with that character.

Those figurines totally represent Sonico, the first one (on the left) she’s wearing one of her usual every day outfits, and the second one (on the right) she’s eating donuts while watching TV. She’s cute as hell, sexy and has her headphones on both. Bought the “green parka” and “snack time” because they were instant faves, but next time I’m so getting racier ones !

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Super Sonico at Paris Manga

Super Sonico at Paris Manga

I attended Paris Manga 19th edition convention over the weekend, and those racy Super Sonico figurines caught immediately my eyes 😛 They are so freaking perfect ! I had to buy two of them, and if it wasn’t for my sista Dakota who was there with me, to stop my momentary insanity, I would have probably ruined myself and got ’em ALL ! I’ll review later the figurines I got 🙂 in the meantime, enjoy these…

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Paris Manga 19th edition

Paris Manga 19th edition

Tomorrow I’ll be at Paris Manga convention, come say hi ! Especially if you cosplay 😛

Check out my Cons schedule : click here
(more dates to be added soon)

The Talking Rabbit

Recorded with 8mm on an iPad mini

Short Film – Horror Comedy

A girl is trapped in the Wonderland, after reading the wrong book

NB – This is an experimental short film project, an exercise for me to work on and try to get better in the future. Everything from the producing and directing, to the scriptwriting, casting and editing was made by me

Watch the bloopers : click here
See the movie stills : click here

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DIRTY MONEY, FLASHING LIGHTS

Dear diary,

There is this b*tch named L.A., ripping my soul and bleeding my heart, but I’ve never been in love with nothing else and more than this city of excess. That hoe wants to break down anyone setting a foot on its ground, and I’d let her do that to me, because my heart is bleeding for L.A.

Because my heart is nothing more but enslaved to its fake flashing lights, shallow people, dirty money. I had a dream I was making it, and found God on my way back home, and home was a villa in the Valley, and from up there I could see that city of Angels shining like diamonds.

I was sweating dollars, had that L.A. crass, got back at those f*ckers who told me i could achieve nothing… Well now, no one could tell me nothing ! I wouldn’t listen nothing. I was living in my twisted fantasy, life meant shit to me, I would never come down from that piece of heaven I bought me. This was my life, this was my night, and those piece of shit were done to me.