#frankensteinscreation

[frankensteincreations]

2 thousand Devils -Coming soon. Keep a look out for the release or Frankie's signature purple and green! #frankensteincreation #frankensteinscreation #2thousanddevils #devils #2018 #grids my gears (at Kitchener, Ontario)

[mattdemino]

Done on Twitch! A friend painted traditionally while I tackled digital. Had a blast, watch the VOD here!

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[shecanfly27]

+frankensteinscreation

She had heard of the hospice. No one dares go in. Apparently a murder was living there. Not even Charming went in. Amelia however was curious. She stepped inside the building, with really nothing but her wits.  This was going to be very risky. Very risky indeed. "Hello?"  

[xyoumaykissthebridex-blog]

+ 2

"Well hello there, who might you two be?" 

[theprincessofdisaster-blog]

frankensteinscreation started following you

"Hey, I'm Melody. Who're you?"

[reginamills-yourqueen]

So many people in the mayor's office today!

Regina's hand swiftly swiveled a pen across a stack of papers. "Sign here. Initial here," she muttered to herself, filling out paperwork. However, she was interrupted by the sound of a parade of people marching through her office. She rolled her and closed up her work as she put on a lopsided smile for her guests. "Can I help you?"

[pixie--power-blog]

frankensteinscreation is off to Neverland

Tinkerbell lay on the floor of the hospice center, her arms wrapped around her tiny, shivering form as she attempted to keep herself warm, the bathrobe she'd stolen from Hook doing little to keep her safe from the terrible cold. Though, it was better in here than outside, that was for sure. She'd been lucky to stumble upon this place in her confusion, really. If she hadn't, she'd still be out in the icy wind, hardly dressed, hungry, and just waiting like a sitting duck for that bastard to come for her. At least now that she was here, she was safe from freezing to death, and Hook's prying eyes might not find her in this seemingly abandoned building. That was certainly something she could be thankful for. For now, at least, she was protected. Or, so she thought.. As the little blonde woman closed her eyes and headed off towards dreamland, she was unaware of the monster lurking in the shadows and the danger she was in, nor did she know of the bodies that filled this place. She hadn't any idea that this wretched hospice was not her safe haven, but her nightmare. It was practically a death sentence.