Renegade Phantom - Part 1Pleasant music plays in the background as a light snowfall drifted from the skies over Amity Park. The view panned down out of the clouds before coming to rest on a school similar to Amity High, only it was two stories high instead of three and designed with a blue hue instead of the high school's red. The words on the front high over the entrance read, Casper Jr. High.The peaceful mood was broken when Jazz's little pink car came speeding down the road and screeched to a halt in front of the school, a trail of skid marks coming in from out of view. The weather might have been a possible reason for the length of such a stop, but with only a light snowfall and clear roads, it was more than likely to have been human error. The culprit driver stepped out of her vehicle and took in a deep sniff of cold mid January air."Ahh, nothing like the smell of a cold winter afternoon," Jazz sighed with delight, she currently wore her purple jacket to ward off the cold. She slammed her car door shut
Left-Handers Day!!!HAPPY LEFT-HANDERS DAY EVERYONE!!!Yes, today is OUR DAY! August 13th is international Left-Handers Day!LET’S CELEBRATE!!! All of you know what it feels like to be a left-hander – or ambidextrous. Only WE know, what kind of problems we face every day – and we all somehow learned to work around those.Right-handers will never fully understand what this means, as they never experience that.Being a Lefty is something we were (and in some countries still are) treated bad. In school chiidren were beaten or forced to use the „right“ hand.Words which describe evil or bad things are pulled together with everything left – here some examples. We would like to know if you could come up with some typical left-associated words, which describe bad things!You want to know more about being a Lefty, about Left-Handers Day and what it means to be so special? Than go here! http://www.lefthandersday.co
So let's get some things straight.Hey guys, let me ask you something. What if all my art were to disappear from the internet together?Would you be sad? Upset?I know a lot of you would be. And what is the reason for that? You like my art? My OCs? My ideas?But how many of you would be upset because your source of inspiration vanished?Lately I've been "busting" people of using ideas, poses and the like when I've specifically posted on my profile not to do it. Don't ignore it, it's there for a reason.So let me just specify my reasons.Do NOT attempt to copy my DP style. I've said this before hundreds of times, but EVERYONE draws the style differently. Even if they get it really close to the show itself, there's always little details that is unique to that artist alone. If you were to take one of my pictures and compare it with a screencap from the show, you will see differences. I tend to use slightly more realistic proportions and curvier anatomy where the show tends to be thinner and kinda blocky.
Chelley Fanfic, Part 2 (Chp 1)Chapter 1*A few weeks earlier*"Oooh...Chell...My stomach is talking to me again..." A very whiney and needy Bristolian voice cried."Wheatley! Stop thinking about yourself for 5 minutes! Don't you think we're all suffering?!" Chell snapped, not even looking back at Wheatley.Doug, who was carrying his burnt Companion Cube struggled to keep up with the, now fighting, couple.Wheatley looked down, slightly and groaned softly and sadly to himself.Chell didn't even respond, she just kept looking forward, stumbling along the empty road, just...hoping for a sign of civilisation.The sun began setting again, and it slowly sat on the horizon, turning a great bright orange colour, blinding the three's sights."...Maybe we should just split up from them. We'd find civilisation quicker!" The pink hearted cube spoke.Doug mumbled, "No. We cant just leave them like this...Who's to say that civilisation no longer exist...? Maybe we're the only humans left on earth." Doug certainly hoped th