Hotel ~ Wake up ~ Hospital = Bacon Sandwich

Improvisational rant / singing to a medley of tunes, Hotel, Wake up and Hospital. Snootiness of some may be contained wherein...!

My parent's ideal Christmas

Some places can really get into the Christmas spirit, without actually getting the Christmas chill. I imagine Summers is like that.

Watch As I Make This Cake Disappear!

Magic Cakes may cause many side-effects some consider to be unnatural...

The Stoic Club - The place to be!

Well here is my take on the "showing the snootiness and strange characters" of Summers in their favorite place. Took a while almost didn't make it XD. India ink, watercolor, and Prisma Markers.

SummersPoo

Still had this idea of Poo I didn't use so I thought I'd make a small drawing of it :P.

Hotel Summers

LYRICS: On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night. There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself, ’this could be heaven or this could be hell’ Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say... Welcome to the Hotel Summers Such a lovely place, Such a lovely face. Plenty of room at the Hotel Summers, Any time of year, you can find it here! Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the magic cake, She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat. Some danced to remember, some danced to forget. So I called up the captain, ’please bring me my ride’He said, ’we haven’t had that Kraken here since 199X'.And still those voices are calling from far away, Wake you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say... Welcome to the Hotel Summers Such a lovely place Such a lovely face They livin’ it up at the Hotel Summers What a nice surprise, bring your alibis! Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink icing on cake, And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’ And in the master’s chambers, They gathered for the feast The stab it with their steely knives, But they just can’t kill the beast! Last thing I remember, I was Running for the door I had to find the passage backTo the place I was before ’relax,’ said the Shattered man, We are programmed to receive. You can checkout any time you like, But you can never leave! ((ARTIST NOTES: A parody of the 1977 mega-hit 'Hotel California' by the Eagles. Whenever I heard this song, I thought of Summers. The Eagles stated that this song was based off of the high, ritzy hotels of Beverely Hills, which happens to have snooty people in it too. I changed up the lyrics, as above, to fit Earthbound. I used oil pastels, markers, and pencils. As always, I hope you like this! THERE IS A SECOND PART TO MY ENTRY TO BE POSTED SHORTLY!)

James (Ness)

Showin' off some snootiness of Summers with my dork of a brother! XD

Submission #3361 – James (Ness)

Ness Bests the Rock

The battle of the century, ladies and gentlemen. Screw giygas, this is a lot more epic.

MAGIC CAKE

WHOA MAN WOAAAAHHH

Stoicness

Of course, you kids will never appreciate such a fine thing as abstract art.

Do you believe in magic?

Don't even think about trusting that cake!