Aloysia sets things on fireAloysia cackled maniacally. She felt absolutely wonderful, but the entire island was on fire, and she had a sneaking suspicion she'd done it.Aloysia sets things on fire
"ALOYSIA! What the heck did you DO?!" Ronan looked at her with righteous indignation. His arm was thrust out in a gesture encompassing the entire smoldering mass. He never cursed, even at the utmost extreme of emotion. She found it oddly charming.
"I dunno. She took you prisoner and then I don't remember." Aloysia was trying to make a coy face. It wasn't working. She grinned hugely behind her hand.
Ronan sighed. His shoulders drooped as he regained his composure. "
Charlie Hazzard meets the GTThe powerfully- built beast's eight- chambered heart slowly wound down to a stop as he exhaled deeply into the frosty air. His belly sagged toward the ground. If his build had allowed it, he'd have sighed with contentment. His white hide shone in the morning sunshine. He ticked quietly to himself as he cooled down in the chilly morning breeze.Charlie Hazzard meets the GT
He was joined by a second beast; this one was built less for power than for speed. Its hide was a gleaming silver. The first could tell it was proud. It sat ticking down not three feet from him. The first beast sagged as the compressed air released slowly from his air- ride suspension syste
RonanHis lungs expanded, drawing the sharp autumn air through his nose. A pollen granule caught him off- guard, and he sneezed. Nothing in particular was running through his head, and his subconscious mind strove to keep it that way as long as it could. The young male leaned back into a pile of leaves. A cascade of reds, browns, and golds framed his view of the flawless midday sky. He wiggled more deeply into his hoodie, and more leaves fell on top of him. He found he didn't mind. The leaves looked… right, somehow, to his artistic mind. He turned his face toward the sun and basked in its warmth. As far as appearances went, his feaRonan
Abandoned Baby in Super TargetWrithing on the floor, his tiny Fists beat on the tiles as his Cherub's face contorts into the Wail of the dying and he's Soiled his diaper; No one Wants to change him.Abandoned Baby in Super Target
I pick him up, he squirms until We reach the parking lot, he Opens cherub's wings and tears Himself loose from my grasp only To fly headlong into a semi truck in
A grotesque display of fireworks:
Blood and bone and brain And nameless other squishy bits Squelch and ooze between the cars Like a Fourth of July Celebrated in Hell.
In another Super Target A hu
| AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! Once again I'm falling down a mountain like a metaphor... |
You win, world.
Defeated
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NO! D:<
They are so well-written and cute.
K
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Playboy of Science
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thanks for the fav ouo
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did you know 'Yagami' spelled backwards is 'heterosexual' ?
You're welcome. Your art, esp. your Superjail art, is so full of amazing I might just cry.
ty <3
if you cry can I sell your tears?
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did you know 'Yagami' spelled backwards is 'heterosexual' ?
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