((I know I threw up those starters and that post a while back, but would peeps still be down for me going onwards from that?))
KIROKAZE

if i look back, i am lost
The Bright Sessions
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Today's Document

shark vs the universe
hello vonnie

oozey mess

titsay
almost home

Love Begins

Origami Around
RMH
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pixel skylines
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Cosimo Galluzzi
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EXPECTATIONS

Product Placement
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
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seen from Singapore
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Brazil
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seen from United Kingdom
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seen from Argentina

seen from China

seen from Malaysia

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@sharkdant-blog
((I know I threw up those starters and that post a while back, but would peeps still be down for me going onwards from that?))
((Rolls in 100000 years late I AM SORRY I DIED, I got real sick from life stress and other bollocks but now I am back and will do the things again over the next few days!))
((This applies here too. My bad for the disappear from the face of the planet thing))
[Mickey Mouse Voice] C5.... he a big sexe
((Not the face heâd pull at that comment, but probably the one pulled at the rejection to his followup))
â âIâm the guy who bleeds electricity and pisses binary. Iâll take your jaw to replace mine, and make it look better than you ever could. Do not. Mess. With me.â â
((Finally got round to doing this. Feel free to have a nose!))
i made an expression meme!!! but for pain/angst because iâve only seen one or two of those! please credit me if you repost, do not trace please! tag all art appropriately if possible.
@shark-kichi
sharkdant:
Well, thatâs not something you see every day. Something of a namesake was spotted from the corner of his gaze, as Shark lugged a package in his arms. He had to stop. Double take, really, rather visibly. By all accounts, a ridiculous show of it.Â
â[Is that. Well. Nice teeth, at least.]â commented, more thought aloud than anything else. He wasnât entirely sure what he was looking at, truth be told, but heâd be damned if he wasnât sating his curiousity.
And once again, he was in those tall metal cities that resembled nothing like his ocean. It was strange, unfamiliar, and the smoke in the air made it harder to breatheâ pollution. There were people, not witches, and not sea creatures⊠these were humans. Heâd seen some in Rockâs world.
There was one talking to him as well, and was obviously taken aback by his appearance. He was just as confused, but Samekichi chose not to acknowledge it. ââŠYou too, I guess.â They were an imitation of a Sharkâs teeth, but a compliment, he supposed, nonetheless.
Shark blinked, rapidly. Ah. Heâd done it again. Vocal synthesis had become second nature, thoughts slipped out all too easily since the setup, and now with this strange show he was about to pay for it.
â[Unusual looks for around here]â he commented, adjusting the package in his hand. â[Not the best place for tourists. Tend to be unsavouries around, ones thatâd fancy those teeth for their own]â continued, with a low synthesized chuckle.
@ziel-soundwave
sharkdant:
Now there was a man with a bright personality. Or, at least a bright outfit. Shark couldnât help but cast more than a passing glance at them, eyes drifting upwards from their coat to the fancy kit resting over their ears.
An eyebrow raised, as he edged closer, speakers crackling to life.
â[Nice piece you got there, bright stuff.]â
And this guy was sporting a really cool face mask. Heâd have to take notes for his other outfitâ perhaps it would make him even less recognizable. The blond perked, his ears rising to reflect his actions as he turned to face the human(?). Bright stuff was an accurate nickname, and one heâd heard before, but the android didnât bother to take it as an insult.
âThanks, man! I like your mask.âÂ
An eyebrow raised after those antennae, and now Shark was very, very curious. Those were grounds for a passing interest to become a potential investment. His lights bristled as he took some steps closer, sizing him up. This techhead towered over him, a vast looming figure in comparison to his own gangly, short frame.
That put a damper on his plan. As did the compliment. He stopped, cocking his chin upwards. Looking. Confused? â[Uh. Thanks.]â came out, staggered. He hadnât expected that.Â
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@shark-kichi
Well, thatâs not something you see every day. Something of a namesake was spotted from the corner of his gaze, as Shark lugged a package in his arms. He had to stop. Double take, really, rather visibly. By all accounts, a ridiculous show of it.Â
â[Is that. Well. Nice teeth, at least.]â commented, more thought aloud than anything else. He wasnât entirely sure what he was looking at, truth be told, but heâd be damned if he wasnât sating his curiousity.
@thefirst-sonof-light
â[Nice shades. They come in purple?]â came the quick, and sudden question. The neon-lit man was skulking off to the side, hands in his pockets and a half-interested look on his masked face. Seemed like he was making a quick judgement call, spotting a few of the less-than-human features of the man, his hands already twitching.
@ziel-soundwave
Now there was a man with a bright personality. Or, at least a bright outfit. Shark couldnât help but cast more than a passing glance at them, eyes drifting upwards from their coat to the fancy kit resting over their ears.
An eyebrow raised, as he edged closer, speakers crackling to life.
â[Nice piece you got there, bright stuff.]â
†this post for a starter
((So I can actually give all you amazing peeps something good to work with aaa :D))
â...[Anyone ever tell you itâs rude to stare?]â asked the half-masked man, a heavily disinterested look on his face. He didnât seem too busy, maybe keen to pick a fight or three, though his slender frame made it unlikely heâd be able to hold much his own.
A synthesized voice crackles through the dark as sinister neon teeth light up to the words.Â
â[Well this looks like a shitty kind of place]â, he comments bluntly, eyes glancing about."[Guess Iâd better make it fun, at least.]â Hands raise, as does his hood, as he walks out, braced and ready, a disconcerting chuckle escaping him.
This was about to get interesting.