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first drawing of 2018! I have the resolution to be more active on here, hopefully, I’ll keep it up. I wanted to draw more “organic” poses of dancing, or stills of them rather. Here is Michael, and Winston! I have updated their backstories/ overall appearances to the story I have been writing, I will make posts on them as soon as I can. I referenced poses from the “Newsies” musical, and not that I’ve seen much of it, I just saw stills and thought it would be fun to draw these dorks.
I fucked up the grammar so hard. I just realized while writing this.
Update
I will be redoing the backstories and overall be redesigning of my OC’s to make them more of a modern, or “old-timey” I feel like it should still be modern, but with a vintage twist, if that makes sense. But, I will still be posting pictures of the updated versions, along with other sketches that I've done. If you’d like me to draw you anything I am taking requests, and if you’d like to ask the characters anything PLEASE DO SO! This blog was originally an ask blog but blossomed out of it, I'd to go back into that. I also take in appreciation of all of you staying while I was on my very unannounced hiatus. If you have any requests please message me or ask me. I believe it would be fun to get more variety out there, as long as it’s safe for work at least T3T I appreciate you guys staying, let’s make it to 20! -Admin MA
Utopia (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/OEjhJjPrtG ((Tumblr peeps! here it is! I hope you will find that there is more, “drama” and all that jazz! It’s neat, just be sure to copy and paste the link into a browser, just in case it’s wonky.)
Moving to Wattpad
Allllllllll righty! I’ll continue writing the story on wattpad, and only post the art and such here. Maybe the longer parts onto here as well? i’ll post the link to my wattpad once I caught it up to where I am now. I hope you all understand
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MURICA! #Murica #hetalia #2phetalia #2pamerica #america #fuckyeah
Good Day- From MA!
Good day to all my followers, I would like to say some quick words. I first like to say that THANK YOU, for 15 followers, I appreciate it so much. You’re amazing! I also say, I am updating and editing my next chapters as I write this blog post! They will hopefully be out soon. Still developing characters stories, origins and such. I'm glad you’re being very patient with me. I’m not dead yet, of course, I’d love for some suggestions. If you do have any suggestions you are all free to write me, inbox, ask, whatever you want. I’m glad to all have you as my followers and enjoy your day, evening, and night.
Captain Ryan Ward put away in 2016, she was eighteen at the time. Crimes not known fully -too lazy tbh-. When questioned by police, suspect laughed and used profanity towards them. When crew questioned by police, they responded by stating they were hostages from an earlier heist. ((I’m so sorry for being off for a while. School and stuff were in the way. Now that I'm out I'll definitely be updating more and more))
Music To Everyone’s Ears (Henreitta)
Instruments are lovely, don’t you think so? Everyone can play something, everyone can be something. A violin, perhaps, high pitched and mostly played throughout the world. A character elegant as a violin, great confidence in sound. A mirror image of prodigy. Though, very likeable, the downfall of the violin, or any other string instrument, the death of it can be a loose bow. -at least for me that is-. If you break a string while it’s tight, it’s okay, you can live with one less string.
A french horn is very how you would say, unnoticed. The sound can be loud like a trumpet, or quiet, whichever brass instrument you compare that is softer. A french horn can bring great happiness and delight just like any other. I don’t know how anyone can forget it. The flute, ah, a true pure sounding instrument. A kind, softly spoken instrument that has much to say, but chooses to roll with it. Delicate, and kind to everyone.
Me, Myself and I! -Ryan’s Journal-
Dear Journal, It's been a while since we've had a chat, but certainly, you have better things to deal with than my dearest problems and me. Ever since that god forsaken court got my airship license suspended, I've hated my life. I miss my lovely ship. I hate not being able to sail it across the wind escape. All they did was lock it up on the air dock... The poor darling. A ship needs to thrive just like a wild animal, if it's caged up for too long, it will lose its flame... But the thing that catches my eyes constantly is this French Utopia is more of an elegance, a paradise for enlightenment.
It's genius... You wouldn't expect to walk out and see the clouds right then and there. Ms DN is surely proud to see how much of the Utopia's have spread across the world. America, Germany, France, Russia, Etc. all over. I can't wait to see the people who TRY to get into this forsaken University. It'll make my day.
"It'll be good for you." they said, "Get your education and a real career," they said. The constable's mothers are hamsters. Why is it good for my education to know about how to dissect a frog? What if little Jimmy wants to be an astronomer? Good luck having the budget for it.
I rather put a steel nail under my toenail and kick a wall than to continue to talk to anyone. But, I did.
This tall Frenchman looked like he was to piss himself all over. I guess he needed help with studies? His accent is too thick to even understand. I guess it is hard to speak English in a city where Americans, Germans, and other languages reside also. I ended up helping him with some mathematics and science assignments.
Heard there was a bunch of people brawling in the food court, freaking idiots, don't they know the constables monitor like it's a prison? Well, all I heard from it was that Medics and GearWorkers are going at it, Why? apparently, there is a credit gap for the same classes, GearWorkers get three, Medics get four. This poor Montague monsieur is a Medic and an Engineer, doesn't that make him both then? I guess he's in the crossfire. On my hand, I am going to study history, discover tombs, pits, secret areas in caves, Archaeology! Along with Cryptology, a study of monsters. Mythical, Magical, Monstrous, the three M's my good friend! Probably more than three M's to be honest... Archaeology because it'll be like The Adventures Of Fido and Max! But, I'll tell you that another time. I have to go, the professor is yelling at me.
Tutoring. (Michael’s POV.)
“What do you want.” a gruff voice huffed. I have never been more horrified of a tutor, the thing was, I was failing his sciences: Physics, Chemistry, and Medicine. Which even Winston is very surprised of. The stranger looked up from their book, a familiar face showing in the light, it really does look like an interrogation room of a police station really. I was starting to remember the very first interaction with this “stranger.” “Bonjour, Ryan,” I stated, trying to sound equally as terrifying, but failing miserably ending up choking on my own breath. Great tension has been stirring with multiple people throughout the University, mostly with the Gear Workers and Medics. I am obviously studying as a medic. What terribly poor luck I have. Ryan is not trying to do anything but survives the hell that she sees. A great dislike for the people and the professions that are given for opportunity. She’d rather be back on her ship, to be honest with you and I. A thing that she has always disliked is being away from her lovely ship. But the issue was, she was surprisingly good at science, math, and excelled incredibly in the Englishes. Professors probably favour her. “I’d like some assistance with my chemistry, please?” I begged, I wanted, no, NEEDED help badly, Winston wouldn’t be any help and he doesn’t want to go to his professor about it, so Ryan is the only choice left, better than that crazy old cunt, of course.
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Are You Geared up for This?
“Hey Michael, are you geared up for the exam today?” Winston poked, he loved being a pun lord to his friends. Hilariously, he’s actually aced exams by writing puns all over the paper. “I can tell you’re just a nut to be around,” he continued. Michael strode next to him, a very tired look on his face with more bags than a grocery store. “Winston, place. I hadn’t slept at all last night, or the night before that.” “..well aren’t you the elements of Beryllium, Gold, and Titanium..” Winston laughed. “Oh mon Dieu, Tu es petite merde.” Michael protested to Winston’s punny attitude, but once he starts you cannot stop Winston Black. “What’s the matter Mikey, got yer gears locked up?” he shrugged at him, “Should get some oil, for that rusty attitude of yours.”
Winston Jackson Black was born on August 29th, 1996, in Berlin, Germany. his best friend is named Michael, which he met when he had moved to France after multiple houses. He settled in the town but was intrigued heavily by what the locals called “Stadt der Wissenschaft,” or, “Cité des sciences,” which is the City of Science. Pretty fancy name for a kid with interest in nothing but fun and jokes. Winston and Michael are always seen with each other, and never apart, unless it’s exams. Winston is the class clown, his happy behaviour, love for Shakespeare, and giddy outlook on life is what people envy him for. Though, he can be raucous at times. he yearns for a happy Utopia.
What a kind young lad?
Random Notice.
Hello, you lovely people. I just wanted to bring up some stuff and probably explain myself for not updating stuff. Someone had stolen my idea binder, which was the binder I used to sketch out/ write the chapters, but I found the notebook part of it which is the writing. Not the sketches, so I have to start that over again, but it’s all right.
ALSO!
I wanted to start the separate blogs of the characters which I WILL DO SOON. I may also start other blogs that aren’t at all affiliated with the story/storyline. I’m not dead yet.
Caesar's Dagger
Winston Black, a joking young man with splendid intelligence, but does not even care for the subjects. Positive Lad with a sense of humour to light up your cloudy day. His best friend since Freshman year of high school, Michael Montague, has been getting more and more distant to poor Winston. What a great friend to Michael he is, and it hurts him to see Michael this way, but surely it's not a Shakespeare play. "I see this is a battle of wits my dear Montague, and you come unarmed," he would say, he would play sword battles and other games every single day. "Life's like a Shakespeare tragedy," he sang, "Caesar's dagger can pierce you in the back, and be twisted multiple times."