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color me blind
There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind. - So Long And Thanks for All the Fish by Douglas Adams |
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A female member of the homo sapiens species
(warm-blooded, omnivorous, currently alive) Diet includes walrus diarrhea, preserved portions of man-made worms cooked in boiling water and the outermost layer of flesh of eggs that have been incubated, raised, beheaded, plucked and fried in oil. Extremely unpredictable, high-five on sight. tagboard
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Whee, lots of pictures I felt like I had to upload to keep my phone occupied while it was charging. The watercolor thing I'm doing in art class. I got to take my board back finally.. Not finished as you can see. Er anyway this whole thing is officially screwed with the perspective and whatever you call that.. Since I just 'anyway draw' the outlines of everything as my teacher told me to.. (he was lazy) The only thing I like about this is the stone archway and the road and even these suck >.>  I totally hate this picture. You can see why I loathe and suck at drawing trees now. The reflections are ruined too.     Was lazy to remove the excess parts, but the neko calender. You can see how much my art sucked in december. I only like the third picture effect, but Fang looks distorted (I typed Fang as Fag accidentally xD).  Whahahahaha~ Cruella rocks okay.  Qwerty. Er, the darker parts are purple and the lighter parts are green.. Power of transformation, except it's quite weird because hes color blind and what he transforms into will be a little.. wonky. I shall sleep now. Golem's Eye rocks. Which reminds me, the quote. 'It was then that I heard the crash. It wasn't a nice, restrained sort of crash - like a bottle breaking on a bald man's head, say. It sounded rather as if a large forest oak had been uprooted and tossed casually aside, or an entire building had been swatted impatiently out of the path of something very big. Unpromising, in other words. Worse still, I could tell the direction from which it came. If the rain had been just a little louder, or the crashing just a little quieter, I might have been able to misjudge it and head off bravely to investigate in the wrong direction. But no such luck. Anyway, there was always the small possibility that Queezle might still be alive.' - Golem's Eye |