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Doesn't need a hug...or a cookie.
*heavy Vader-breathing, but with the voice of Pinky* I am your father, Link!
That, compadre, is the move of an all-time, dumb person...I should know: I've done it once or twice.
isn't evil, insane, and powerful.
lol, I think this is the first case of 'sleep kissing' I've ever seen. Very nice! :D This looks like something straight from the manga. Very nice feel, the sketchiness, as coco said earlier, adds to the feel. I recommend you practice some more techniques in photoshop or something. I'm eager to see what else you can do.
Doesn't like red hair.
has hair......
Is certain that Sora is the main character of 'Street Fighter'.
4 I've seen you a couple of times...both times, you were banned, ironically enough.
Yeah, I still can't believe how it happened. I thought it would be instantaneous...My 'premier post' over that subject turned out to be a complaint, 'What'd I do wrong?'...An hour later, I'm pink! *facepalms*
Manufactures the large shoes that Sora owns.
'Allo, Dem.
More is yet to come. Next chapter: Even walked, fast paced, to Braig’s quarters. He hated being the messenger, especially in situations like this… He entered the ruined room. A skinny man with a long, black pony tail with white streaks, sat in an ancient, yet falling apart, chair. He was reading two or three scrolls at once, which were resting on his lap…at least it appeared he was reading. It seemed impossible to tell, what with the round, black sunglasses he had on his face. Braig looked up from his reading at Even. The tall, blond Even shook a little bit. His long hair was starting to get some white streaks itself, but mainly because he was so much older than the rest of his teammates. With all the stress that he has been receiving, what with Sora and his friends besting their starting attempts, his performance record was starting to slip. This didn’t bode well for him. Even gulped, “…Elanore’s been…eliminated…sire.†From behind his glasses, Braig rolled his eyes, “Little punk wiped the floor with her, eh?†Even nodded. Braig sighed, “Well, that’s what she gets for disobeyin’ orders. Can’t be helped, I guess.†He lowered his head to continue reading his scrolls, “Anything else?†Even, surprised at how well Braig was taking the news, spoke again, a bit more calmly, “Yes, actually…a small number of heartless that Elanore last summoned managed to…escape,†Braig glared at Even a little at the sound of that word, then lowered his head again, “and they reported something interesting. It seems two familiar faces have returned to join the fight, sir,†“The description matches that of the detective and bodyguard,†Even finished. Braig looked up again, this time surprised, “Valentine and Hiashi are still alive?†He smiled, “Well now…looks like I get to have just a little bit more fun with that girl before we get our major plans underway…†Hiashi walked down the old, abandoned alley. She looked at the mold-covered walls fondly, as well as the rats fighting in one corner. She turned her head to see a few trash cans, battered and beaten, with trash seeping out of them. Dogs looked up at her as she walked by. A few growled, but then whimpered as soon as they caught her scent. Hard to believe this area exists just outside Radiant Garden. Home, sweet home, she thought… “Erwaaaah! Awaaaahhhh ah!†“Shhh! It’s going to be okay, little sister.†A ten-year old, crimson haired girl was sitting in a small chair in an old hut, rocking her two-week old sister to sleep. She couldn’t blame her for being crying so much…she hadn’t been fed in two days, so it was understandable for her to be so hungry. This was a problem. The girl needed to go find food for her, as well as for her younger sister, but she couldn’t bring her along. She wouldn’t be able to steal anything with an alarm without an off-switch with her. On the other hand, she couldn’t leave her behind or find a hiding place to put her, either. They were in ‘Wolf’s’ territory, and if she left her baby sister behind, even for a moment…she’d never see her again. She clutched her baby sister next to her. She had no idea how she was going to be a big sister, let alone keep her new baby alive. She hugged the baby’s blanket next to her, her tears starting to fall on it…everything starting to go dark… She opened her eyes. She was tied to a chair, different from the one she was in originally, and surrounded by a group of kids, each one looking like they haven’t seen the light of day…or food… in ages. She looked around, frantically, “Little sister! Little sister! What have you done to her?!†From behind her, a faint baby cry could be heard. The girl struggled like a maniac to get free, “Let me go!†“Not this time, girl.†A boy, a bit taller than the rest of group, stepped into view from the shadows. Like the others, he looked starved and pale, but stronger than everyone else. The look on Wolf’s face looked like he snagged his greatest prey yet. “I told you before, girl: You were going to pay for stealing food from us. You shouldda believed me! No one steals from us!†He raised his hand like he was going to smack her, when he froze. There was a click. “Put your hand down, kid. Nice and easy.†Wolf slowly lowered his hand. “Good, good. Now, all of you, on the ground. Don’t think I won’t use this, either.†The twelve boys all got down on the ground, with their hands on their heads. “Good. All right, boys, cuff them and bring them- Wha?†The man paused in mid sentence. The baby started crying again, this time a little weaker. The redhead remembered suddenly, “Little sister!†She started struggling through her ropes again, “Let me go! I’ve got to get her food before she starves!†The man quickly walked past the kids, and then past the ten year old. He was in his early twenties, wore a trench coat, and had black hair about mid-length. His red eyes shone like rubies. He quickly examined the baby and recoiled in surprise, “She’s practically skin and bone! How long has she-?†“LET ME OUT!!†she bellowed. The baby began to cry louder in response. “Let me…out…†The man raced to the redhead as she passed out again. “…alright?†The redhead slowly blinked and looked around. She was in a bed, and a…rather odd looking old woman was sitting in a chair next to her, holding a small bundle of clothes, rocking back and forth. If the baby hadn’t made a ‘goo’ noise, she probably would never have known the baby was in there. Baby! “Little sister!†the girl tried to get up, but flinched as she did. It looked like Wolf did a number on her while she was out. “Easy. You’ve been out of it for a few days. Try and rest a little bit.†The voice came from the other side of the bed. The redhead turned towards the source. It was the same guy who interrupted Wolf’s ‘lesson’. “You’re sister’s fine, too. We’ve given her some milk and some medicine, and she’s recovering nicely,†The man smiled, “You were pretty brave for taking care of your sister for so long, not to mention how you handled yourself against that kid. A lot of kids your age would’ve backed down.†The girl glared at him, “Those kids are nothing but thieves and cowards. They steal anything and everything because no one will stand up to them!†The man raised an eyebrow, “And you don’t steal? Nothing at all?†The girl lowered her head a little, ashamed, “…I steal, but only what I need to survive, and for my sister,†She raised her head back up at the man, “I’m not some common thief!†The man smiled again, “Okay, I believe you,†He leaned forward, this time serious, “Do you have any parents?†The girl shook her head. “Hmm…that’s a problem…What’s your name?†The girl shrugged, “…I don’t know. My parents never got around to giving me a name, and…they both died shortly after Little Sister was born…most kids call me ‘Runt’.†The man frowned, “Well, that won’t do. We’ll just have to give the both of you new names,†The man cupped his mouth with his hand, “You seem to have a lot of fire in you…I think we’ll call you ‘Hiashi’. What do you think?†The girl cocked her head. What kind of a name was that? “Umm…it’s okay, I think. It means ‘fire’, right?†The man nodded. The girl shrugged, “Okay…I think I can work with that name.†The baby started to laugh. Hiashi turned towards the baby, and sighed in relief. She sounded better already. The old lady laughed, “This one’s like running water. She never seems to stop…I think ‘Kairi’ would be a good name for this one.†The baby cheered at the mention of that name. “It looks like it’s settl: Hiashi and Kairi.†Hiashi turned back towards the man, “So, what do they call you, Pops?†The man frowned, “Don’t call me ‘Pops’. My name is Vincent…you can call her ‘Grandma’, though.†‘Grandma’ frowned, “I take it you don’t want any dinner later tonight, Vincent.†Vincent panicked and rapidly began to apologize to her, while Hiashi and Kairi laughed… Hiashi stood in an old room, looking down at an old, moldy chair, holding an even older piece of rope. It all seemed so innocent back then. How did everything go downhill so fast afterward?
Ah...well, that makes sense...yeah, those do look like ribbons, now that I look at it.
Matching avy and sig set: umm...a 6/10. Good, but a little too safe. I'd make it a different shade, instead of red, but that's just me. Still, it looks good.
Coco, you boob! (sorry, couldn't resist!) Okay...I'm not too sure about her right ear. It might be because it's a rough sketch, but it looks a little too 'blocky', and her hair is just a smidge...jagged, below the ears (again, not sure if that's because it's rough, or intentional, etc.). That aside...I'll have nightmares because of this image, but it looks okay.
Is the seasoning in the sauce on the meat on the taco being eaten by the hobo.
Is the meat on the taco being eaten by the hobo.
loves poisoned apples.
