tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15514680698053588592011-04-21T16:26:06.890-04:00Stephennoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551468069805358859.post-9659455437044815612008-03-02T01:52:00.008-05:002008-03-07T13:10:42.190-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8pO148fvZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H3zOuIBpXrE/s1600-h/Priscilla.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8pO148fvZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/H3zOuIBpXrE/s320/Priscilla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173033809714593170" border="0" /></a><br />So here's a character, Dear Reader, Priscilla.<br /><br />Priscilla was one of the greatest cartographers on earth, but after she had discovered all of the major continents, and made some really important sea charts. One day some a massive battleship she and her crew believed themselves to be heading to the edge of the planet.... BUT WHAT THE SHIT???? This was where she casted off! "Does... does that mean the world is ROUND?? What a load of shit!" She thought to herself. She was out of business! "Fuck this round planet! Shit!" A little bit after saying that sentence, and feeling really greedy she made a deal with a devil about going some place that never ends; and was carried to the infinite abyss. Long story short; she makes maps for the devil so it can take over more of the abyss. During her travels he came upon a strange anti-matter sword, which she used to slay a dragon and fashion a dragon hide poncho and hat... cause there's some pretty shitty weather down there. Oh boy, does it ever suck. But she can deal with it... no biggie. Not having access to paper or inks in the rocky wasteland of the abyss, she uses skins of fallen monstrosities as paper, and the blood of the more fresher dead for inks. Oh fuck This sounds pretty badass to me right now.<br /><br />Anyway, I just drew this to practice colouring, cause I wanted too. I couldn't reference anti-matter, my appologies.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551468069805358859-965945543704481561?l=meatviking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stephennoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1551468069805358859.post-63136824153594313212008-02-29T22:24:00.000-05:002008-02-29T22:36:44.307-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8jO-Y8fvYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rEGa6L1XfO0/s1600-h/hogeygirl2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8jO-Y8fvYI/AAAAAAAAAAk/rEGa6L1XfO0/s320/hogeygirl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172611743278415234" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8jO9o8fvXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vrWfDyihwpA/s1600-h/hogeygirl.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_50RIwb4QyJ0/R8jO9o8fvXI/AAAAAAAAAAc/vrWfDyihwpA/s320/hogeygirl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172611730393513330" border="0" /></a><br />Prepare your eyes, Dear Reader... it's a goth loli eating a hoagie! This is all could come up with after working on a certainly huge assignment.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1551468069805358859-6313682415359431321?l=meatviking.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Stephennoreply@blogger.com1