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I need to start binding more fics. Show people that their works are worth the effort
Merry Christmas, everyone! =)
That's comforting, though! Sometimes, when things are not going great, what you need is the reassurance of something you know ad trust. Something that is a constant. It can ground you. I guess this would be a more effective argument if you guys loved this place enough to ever come back here, so maybe I'm the idiot.
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@starwrittenfates for your New Who Master, up to you which version you want to torture a bit!
She'd killed the Cybermen - they were programmed to be evil, there was no problem with her cuffs and she could finally let out a little steam this way - and gotten her hands on the little remote that could lead their army. Too bad that she couldn't directly order them to destroy anything. Her damn cuffs wouldn't let her, so she just had to settle for self-destruction. But before she could, much to her delight, she finally saw the familiar face she had, for all purposes, stalking for a very long time. The boy she had tortured for their entire childhood. Until Theta had killed her, that was.
"Hello. You look familiar... Say, are you with Unit?"
I just love this picture. What frustrated me was the lack of proper citation to the artist. And I found him.
Peter de Sève. The painting is called "Something Familiar".
I have been reeeeeeally slacking lately on finish drawings and stuff lol so I'm sorry for the delay on that from me! life got me busy, projects got me busy, my brain just wants to rest and i dont have much time to do it, BUT! here's some doodles to make up for it! (can't remember if I posted some of these koko ones)
[It was a rather normal day in Paranorm-Eye Agency, as normal as a day could be when your line of work is investigating the supernatural- but still.]
[Matt was just making his way towards his desk when a sudden envelope could be seen on it...a plain white one with the only words being "For Matt, From Bradley." Huh. How strange.]
[As Matt picked up the envelope to inspect it, a sudden chirpy voice rang out into the office.]
Heyyy Matt~!
[Keith smiles as naturally as he can, but the goofy grin stuck on his face as he saw the envelope was a dead giveaway that something was up-]
What'cha got there? Mail? Maybe you should open it up and read it!
[He urges with quick little hand waves and giddy giggles.]
[Once opened, the contents of the mail consisted of a formal apology of some sorts with Bradley saying how he's sorry for being such a pain and that he'll finally give back those tools he borrowed....and shirt......and math notes for that upcoming test- soon apologizing again that he can't give back the credits he got from previous tests but oh well-]
Woah.....seems like something happened to him. Maybe someoneee had a lil talk with him
[He says while sticking his tongue out and winking in an aloof manner....surpriseee!]
Huh - He never apologized like this before... But I think it's good?
Why is it good?
Oh. Hang on, I almost forgot I had to call Michael about something!
(Ring)
Hm... Voicemail? Weird. Maybe he's busy.
I'll try calling the rest.
Lizzy? Voicemail.
Sabrina? Voicemail.
Sheena? Voicemail.
Boome? Voicemail.
Cμᴉɼqʁԍu -
Weird... No one's answering? Is this a weird friend event?
Huh, maybe I'm all own my own.. Well except for you, Keith.
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