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Me? I like to watch.
One day she'll get the hang of those analog sticks. Hahahahahahaha
One day she'll get the hang of those analog sticks. Hahahahahahaha
Who's your favorite writer/artist? And no,
You can't pick someone on DA. :P
I vary, but I'll have to say Lovecraft, King, Donne, Tolkien, and Lewis for writers.
For artists... I like Degas! Even if he is a little creepy. I suppose Winslow Homer (sp?) goes in there too, and definitely Raphael.
What about you follower/watchers?
Upcoming stories!
So I'm working on two stories in parallel as I trudge along with Norpak. One is GrimDark, Lovecraft-inspired, and full of magic and secrets and death and dooooom. The other is only slightly dark and more adventure-oriented. The first is a spin off of a mildly succesful trilogy of GrimDark stories on FiMFiction, and the other is just an OC and co. story.
Yeah, it's pony. However, the first is actually sort of tennuous in it's connection to that world. As in, all the characters are humans.
Moon Diary Supplemental: Black Box (GrimDark, Sad, OCs,)
The story of Luna's descent into madness, recorded in her diaries, ended with unspeakable destruc
Independance- poem
Remember, remember
That today farmers did tire of Sneering
And of the cold and dying hands of an old world
And of the injuries of a disinterested court and assembly.
Remember, remember,
Brave America,
That you were once a nation of farmers and apprentices
And you were foolish and young once, and that you
Had dreams that lit up the night and the world was
Wide and your foes dressed in the Red of Blood.
There were men once who farmed you, Virginia,
And men once who rose up from you, New England,
Men once who put away the cowardice of their leaders to defend New York,
Yes, even spoiled South Carolina, from you also came farm
Drawing! With GIMP
I'm drawing in GIMP and you can't stop me because I'm having fun!
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That reminds me of when my brother taught me how to play Call of Duty. I kept looking at the ground and mixing up my grenades. 