This was somthing that was ment to be in black and white and not colored ever...drew it i was bord and created this i hope you guys like it..i do! and if you don't well you suck! ha ha jk..

need to work on skin tones

Ha, I don't know why I drew this...but he's cute! Would you go on a date with him? Haha

Beverly had jumped out of the girl's pocket from mere feet up, but those seemed like miles. He had been successful in keeping Flynnarill from harm but both his right legs were crushed, his rear even more hopelessly than the other. The pain was agonizing enough, and the humiliation drove him to plead to be helped away and out of sight. The struggles of being made four mere inches tall had been brought home full circle to him, but at least they were all now free of the Collector.

The healer Umeiko was summoned to him, a Horesewoman they instinctively feared as much as anyone counted her as a close friend. The cost of her labor was usually far worse than the injury itself as bones were willed together to unsplinter, nerves to reconnect as flesh and bone moved at her command. The experience alone was enough that it was well heard of for some to choose death rather than face a healer's touch.

Immediately the pain overtook him, giving no one time to prepare for the Son of Cheron's double-chested, curdling shouts that ripped out beyond control. The pain had from the beginning been an engulfing temptation for in the past the stress easily summoned a chaotic rage which sought to destroy everything both dear and hated. Years of training and experience had allowed him to place the chaos on an upper shelf deep within him at the cost of it's greater strength. He could live without fear that a moment might spark the danger of it, but this pain, this torture was so much more than he could ever hope to bear.

It called to him and promised him relief he knew it would completely provide. In seconds he felt it was his only option to survive, the only thing he wanted and desired. His will was crushed to dust and his mind erased by the pain and it was only moments before he would succumb into it completely. Within his shouts, however, Flynnarill had heard his plead for her to tell him what he needed, what he knew in his hearts. Remind him, give him the anchor, for the sake of everything! She leaned in close to him and spoke the very words he simply had to hear.

"Amin mela lle, come back to me now."

sans saguaro's.

I tried to paint my baby brother's highway patrol car (some of you were unfortunate enough to get a glimpse of my attempt) I gave up on it, I just couldn't get the wheels right. This http://new.photos.yahoo.com/deadlyblondearcher/album/576460762310485368/photo/294928803036212293/0 was the car I was painting. He came over day before yesterday to have lunch with me, I took a picture of him with his current car... it's thishttp://new.photos.yahoo.com/deadlyblondearcher/album/576460762310485368/photo/294928804383901133/7 ugly Ford with ugly rims, :O ANYWAY.... so I'm painting his badge, instead.

I know it seems relatively boring and rather "sterile" for a piece of art, but I really wanted to do it, so I AM. :)

Unexpected call.... had to answer D:

stupid fwd. I got in my email(created a visual.. although I went with a whirlpool, not sauna):
THREE WOMEN, TWO YOUNGER, AND ONE SENIOR CITIZEN, WERE SITTING NAKED
IN A SAUNA SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND.

THE YOUNG WOMAN PRESSED HER FOREARM AND THE BEEP STOPPED. THE
OTHERS LOOKED
AT HER QUESTIONINGLY.

"THAT WAS MY PAGER," SHE SAID. I HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY
ARM.

A FEW MINUTES LATER, A PHONE RANG. THE SECOND YOUNG WOMAN LIFTED HER
PALM TO HER EAR. WHEN SHE FINISHED, SHE EXPLAINED, "THAT WAS MY MOBILE
PHONE. I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND."

THE OLDER WOMAN FELT VERY LOW TECH. NOT TO BE OUT DONE, SHE DECIDED
SHE HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. SHE STEPPED OUTSIDE OF THE
SAUNA AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM. SHE RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF
TOILET PAPER
HANGING FROM HER REAR END. THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND
STARED AT
HER.

THE OLDER WOMAN FINALLY SAID........."WELL, WILL YOU LOOK AT
THAT.. I'M GETTING A FAX!!

This is my weird alien

Let me know what you think and be brutal

This is my first :)