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Telling About Something that you should do,Passion of Art~ There are meanings of passion, To heart and Mind, your Goal is a better Task!
1~ Do The Request that people that loved your Art, Repect it of that Request, that means Verybody, not only your firends, because you need to do that, it not fair with Verybody, that is Goal of Task!
2~ Point Commissions Can Need Some Work, being in Better way to poeple, Prove, Fill up with better Arts to Get it better, But Don't Give up on it, keep going until you have better Good day by having fun with that Firends and Very Body!( thats Goal of Task )
3~ Commissions, Well Money Won't help because Costing Money on Commissons will not Help that poeple that wanted you to do their ocs,
heres a Reason, you keep Putting on money, it makes poeple felt Shame, But Try not to do Commissions with money, Just do Point Commissions, Request, it helps to Connect Artlist's to let you Draw their Ocs, It Beat thing that yo
Art_ Drawing_ Challenge Today's Challenge
This is Test to see if good at Drawing Emma X Ryuga
What Types Drawings~
Emma Sama Drawing
Fullbody and back Ground
Bestfirend Drawing~ Ryuto and Yu and Emma
Fullbody and BackGround
your oc and emma
ENJOY! Comment on here,
This Challenge Of This test does have Point Cost~ 10 points each
New Stories Coming Soon!Hello Again Guys and Ladies,
New Stories Coming Really Soon,
G-Zero Story = Making My own Story,
It's about- Ryuga and Emma Getting married and Having their two Childs,
Ryuto and Yu were Helpers With Butler to teach Those two how handle Doing House Chores,
Ryuga has Own Work Place called Dragon System,
He wanted to be Smart person to keep Doji away From Emma While she was Pregant,
Madoka alway's have watch her while The Boys are Busy,
Ryuga's System in Buliding hads Huge Wifi System kills Virus From Doji's System from DNA,
Metal Fury Story = making my Own Story of it,
Ryuga and Emma Were Back Again as Lovers,
Ryuga WOn't Let go until she learns about that is Special,
Gingka Wanted Find out why,
Ryuga Died From Ragos Bey,
Emma Cries and She Wanted To do Same way as Ryuga,
Ryuga Stand up and She Grab her and he Told her that iam not dead,
There's more that i will tell you,
Metal masters= making
About Holiday Contest Hey Veryone, i was planning to talk about Contest,
First, I think About this, this is For Veryone to share
Okay ThanksGiving, That Contest will Be at November,
So Okay, That Contest is About The Share Of Something With Ocs,
Also Gift Someone Birthday on that,
PLease, you Give me as you want, let me know,
That's On October,
That Contest is For Veryone to have Fun to draw your oc With Verybody as Well,
make Own Comic To make it Scarey,
you can make Own Stories About your own Spooky, Scarey, Story,.
make Awsome Halloween Cover of your oc,
Other Characters that you have,
My Firends Are Allowed to draw theres,
Thats on December
This is For Giving Others also Making your Stories also Comic Stories,
Draw Your oc With your Firend's Oc,
Please Enjoy That,
If you want gift me, let me know on that,
That's On Feburay
This is Fo
What Reminds you, Other Understanding So what Reminds you?
Many questions Come From Very where,
Reminds Tells you what you can Remember,
What's Reminds you in your mind,
What Reminds your Firend To Become Giftable, Smartable, Helpful to you,
What Reminds you to do Request For Someone,
What reminds you of Something That you Gift to a firend,
There are a lot means that remind you in this World,
Many Things have Reminds you to your meaning,
Artist that meanings that remind you,
the thoughts Don't Reminding of means, Only your Self is Meaning,
Your firends Are Remind of you that you are great firend to very one,
So whats your remind in to your Meaning,
By Thinking of Something,
By Meaning Of Reminder of Explain,
So Speak out, Say what remind you of your firend, What Reposed to you,
Come and Comment to find what remind you
The Story Behind the Piano
When I was younger, the strangest thing has happened to me. I once killed a woman and collected her soul for my father’s quota. After that day, I continued to sleep in my coffin, on the edge of my cemetery. Things have never been the same since that woman’s death. I would always hear these unusual sounds coming from deep within my own cemetery. As weeks have passed, I’ve continued to rejoice in the melody that mysteriously played in the night. I never wanted it to end. It was such a soothing lullaby.
After another week, the notes have changed from what I could tell was a piano. Only then did I decide to investigate. The further I’ve traveled, the louder the notes became. Such a talented artist of the hands, I had to know who was playing this work of art. I came upon a church. It was a large, ruined church that I knew very well of. My cemetery is quite large, so it was not surprising to have a
The Sunny SpotSeeing as cooler day's were approaching, and the leaves were starting to their colors, I tried to soak in as much of the green-leaf warmth as I could. Don't get me wrong, I love the wet slush and snow, it's just that I know I'll miss the way the sun baked me in my dark pelt. I might as well enjoy it while it's still here.
Lazing around, I found the purrfect sunny spot. It was right outside of the Apprentices den, where a stream of light was cast down between the canopy of tree branches above. Many of leafy tree's were changing colors already. Pretty orange's and yellow's, mixed in with what was left of the green. I may not have been alive for very long, but I decided that this was my favorite time of all the seasons. Not only was it the prettiest, but it was also the dirtiest. Right next to the new-leaf season, where it rained all the time.
And I loved getting dirty.
Speaking of which, I could still feel a light layer of dust on my pelt from when I rolled around in a sandy spot by the
UntitledIt's 4 am.
And I am wide awake.
Sleep doesn't come easy.
And when it does, I can't tell if I am really asleep or dreaming of being asleep.
I feel itchy.
I scratch my forearm furiously with my sharp nails. These nails comes handy sometimes. I scratched too hard. I am bleeding. I am such a mess. I need to clean myself up before the guards see the wound and think I was trying to kill myself. Again. I sit up straight. I feel a little dizzy from the sudden movement. My eyes cannot adjust to the darkness but I don't need eyes to know what is where. There is not much to know actually. There is a bed, a shelf, a small window, a table and a chair. I know each and every single corner of this square room. I know the floor creaks at seventh step from the bed. I know there is a spider nest at the corner of the shelf. There is a big graffiti on the wall which reads 'God loves you'.
--Roax Alexei Veselovsky is a simple man. A VERY simple man, to be precise. Whether it was from the way he clothed himself or how he goes on with his day, it was all simple. Except for one thing - he loves to think. Sometimes he was so immersed in his own thoughts that he was tuned out from his current surroundings, whether it was an important thing or just a trivial one, like if he had done his laundry or not. This sometimes gave him an alibi, but more often than not became a source of annoyance among his social circle due to his constant daze and far away look, occasionally ignoring conversations and people. And sometimes, he spends his evenings sitting on his chair with a journal and a cup of coffee, thinking and probably write something.
That evening was one of those days.
He was sitting alone in his dingy apartment - even though it was small and somewhat worn out, he had done a good job on keeping it clean and tidy. All his books were lined according to order on the shelf, whi
Strings. My name is Melissa.
When I was 8,my family took me to a free puppet theater for my birthday.It was really crappy to them,but to me,the puppets were amazing.
The man who owned them came up to me after the show.
"Hey,little girl."He said with his thick Italian accent,"Did you like the show?"
"Absolutely!"I said in my young voice,"My favorite was the blonde headed ballerina!"
"Well,here."He said as he gave me a piece of paper.It was blue and had,a sense of magic to it.
"You can use it this afternoon.Come by my workshop and I can make you a puppet!"He said with a grin.
"Oh no,it's quite alright."My Mother said before I could get a answer out.
"Oh pretty please Mommy?With sugar on top??"I begged her as I gave the puppy dog eyes.
I wished I would not have begged her.I went to the man's shop that night,and it was horrible.When I got there,I felt instantly light-headed.I smelled toxic gas in the air.I then fainted.
Phases Of Change | Chapter 3: Exposure
Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon in anyway shape or form, all rights are reserved to Nintendo.
Chapter 3 is here on deviantart and I will be getting to editing others and continuing the story.
Mark and I walked into Professor Oak's Lab. Even though I haven’t been here since my father died, the haunting images creep up on me easily. Just the very thought makes me want to walk right out. I can’t, though, I’ve got important business with the good Professor.
We waited at the front room of the lab for the Professor to show up for about half an hour.
"Hello you two,” said Oak, waving and smiling like he usually did. “Sorry it took me so long to get here, I had problems with some Cubone that wouldn't let me near them for a study, but I solved the problem... sort of.” He scratched behind his neck sheepishly. Pausing for a moment, his expression turned serious. When he remembered why we were here, he looked me in the
26 more facts about MediEvil1. Dan is 36 years old, he was born 1250 and died 1286
2. “Canny” is a Scottish term meaning, “pretty”, yet in English it translates to either “cunning” or “smart”.
3. Kift's hands are steam-powered. A reference about how at the time most of the machines were powered by steam and it might also refer to steampunk.
4. In MediEvil Resurrection there is an anachronism: The narrator in the introduction video speaks of chocolate, cocoa wasn't discovered yet since America wasn't discovered either. There’s also a reference to basketballs during the Pumpkin Gorge level, which wasn’t invented either.
5. Judging by the map in the first MediEvil, Gallowmere seems to be set between England and Scotland.
6. Kift and Palethorn were once best friends.
7. Kift lost his hands in an attempt to recreate an Indiana Jones stunt (which hasn’t been around yet). Actually, he lost them while recovering Zarok’s spellbook, which Palethorn ma
School (TF2 fanfic) Chapter 13-Adam's POV-
"Y-You...work..there?" he mumbled, not really asking for a responce. He heard him loud and clear. He just wish he hadn't. "Yea. S' thea' somethin' wrong, mate?" "..." Adam just shook his head. He needed to lie down after that blow to the brain. He nearly fell. They is, until Jake grabbed him. "WHOA! Mate, s' wrong!?" Jake said, grabbing his waist, and holding him up. "I...m'...tiead' " he mumbled. "Oh..why didn't ya' just tell me? Ya' can stay n' the van n'til ya' feel betta', mate" Jake said, holding him up and carring him to the van. He open the door and walked inside. Adam looked around. It was quite nice and roomy and smelled pretty nice. Jake set the boy onto the bed and petted his head. "Get some rest, mate. Ya' look toiad' " he said to the boy. Adam nearly fell asleep just as he hit the bed. Jake smirked and scruffed his hair, liking his hair between his fingers. He stopped, relising that looked more creepy than he wanted and walk to the door after cov
Does and daws. <Gutter-Mutt> Mavro had one thing in mind as he left the whelping room. Food. His own stomach was twisting and turning... and he knew his harem needed good wholesome food to raise puppies. Sighing in slight annoyance, he'd stalk through the compound, and slip under the fence... wandering off toward the north end near the edge of the woods. Hunting time!
<Maara-G> It was late evening by the time Erik noticed he was hungry. He wrinkled his muzzle, or rather what was left, slunk from the catwalks of the theatre with an ugly crack of his back, and slipped out into the dying sunlight. Erik was as ugly as ever, if not moreso. Tall and twisted and ugly, the collie mix padded down deserted streets. He'd heard rumors about pups, and maybe he'd smelled them on the wind, but then again, that might have been the smell of the radiation, he couldn't quite tell anymore. The last dog he expected to see was Mavro. However, as he slipped past the fence for the first time in months, he caught
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