DAWGs: 1Night settled uneasily over Spektre. The harsh laughter of speakers in the hills nearby echoed over the town, adding a sinister voice to the peculiar light reflected from the moon shards in orbit. Wallace ignored the noise as only a seasoned hunter could. Reclining against a choice boulder, he took the scrap of paper from the fasten at his neck and unfurled it. The unwelcoming face of his insect bounty stared back; black eyes, seemingly dead. The number at the bottom of the sheet was far more appealing, and Wallace mused on what exactly he would do with the eighty shell prize.DAWGs: 1
Weekly
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Just passin' by.
"Remember, boredom is good and bad. It helps you draw, or just suicide."
Post some stuff, I beg you D: Put down that bottle of alcohol and doodle like the old-school Scorpion I once knew
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Proud Member of ~hanaharupro
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I exist through my need
To self oblige
She is something in me
That I despise
Still, we're not out of the woods yet!
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"I notice illiteracy's on the up...
... that's always good news."
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Made by Pai Verde
It's strange of me to ask for something like that but...
If you like Klimene's work [link] would you mind voting for it in the contest poll? "OPTION 3" is her entry here [link] .
This would be really helpful! Thank you >w<!!
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~~Meow!~~
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Please help young artist! Buy the print!
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