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(I’m hardly following anyone from my new account. <3)
The screaming in her mind was louder than anything around her. Dreamily, Trix pulled her knife free, ignoring the fountain of blood. All she could see was Wheats, his face pale and taut as he begged her to save him.
Seven seconds. Almost twelve heartbeats. It was an eternity, but it still wasn’t…
((A Quick OOC))
Hi.
I know I haven’t done really anything with this, but I’ve been liking Tumblr the more I use it and I’ve been drawing a lot to try and improve myself.
Anyways.
I’ve started working on a comic backstory thingie and I’m going to work on it as much as possible. However I am really busy with school and such, and it takes me forever to finally be satisfied with a drawing, so it will take a while. Not even going to estimate a completion date.
Thanks.
The Animal OEC
((For those of you familiar with the Online Enrichment Center, we have many counterparts out there in the multiverse of Aperture Laboratories. Without further ado… Animal OEC.))
*a grey-and-white rat drops down onto his head from the vent, whiskers quivering* NO TIME TO EXPLAIN JUST RUN.
*Runs without question, as there is apparently no time to explain. He slowly begins to realize that there is a rat sitting upon his crown and realizes the silliness of his situation. He takes a few more steps before halting, his heavy combat boots making it almost immediate.* The hell’re you?
Here’s the deal. I’m in need of a little extra money, so I’m opening myself up for commissions. Here is what I have to offer along with prices.
Sketches ($2-$5)
Sketches + Flat color ($5-$10)
Sketchy, painterly. ($10-$15)
Inked, full color ($20-$25)
…
I SAW A COMMIE MANTISMAN. THAT WAY. AWAY FROM WHERE I AM. VERY FAR AWAY.
Thanks for the help, tester. You will be rewarded for your cooperation by not being killed for about twelve seconds. “Congratulations! You get to live twelve seconds longer!”
Yer a turret. A droid, aye, but a turret none t'less. An' yer talkin' 'bout guns. That ya use t'shoot people like ya did afore ya were a droid. *skitters to the side, spinning to strike with her heel at his back.*
*Stumbles forward and wheels around, emitting a low growl* Never was very good with hand to hand. Let’s spice it up a bit! *Tears a kabar from its sheath strapped to his leg and flips it around so he’s holding it backwards*
