Another continuation of 's and my 'Weird Pairings'. Go check out hers. Then again there's only the chance of one other person reading our series so it probably doesn't make a difference.
Skirter's happy. Eriv's... well she can't decide. She's amused but she's like "let go". Her boyfriend Sequence is...not too happy. Then again Eriv can take care of herself.
Hmmm wonder why Skirter's so happy? Maybe because of where one of his hands is...
Total accident! I swear! But it seemed funny so I left it!
Girl i love it! I know I said it before but I'll say it again! Love the coloring job and the expressions! Uh oh! Skirter better run very fast!!!!
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Having the courage to spread your wings and fly, doesn't mean you'll never fall. It just means that won't hit the ground when an arrow pierces your wing. Because you were strong enough to take flight in the first place.-me
I'm still trying to figure out how you color black hair! It is so difficult! Ahhh! I'm glad you like it though!
Can't wait for.. you know. hehehe. Sick and wrong but awesome!
-- So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
Drack yeah it's hard!! I have to go back and add all the details in after I color it, and such. Black's just a hard color!
bwahaha. I sent you the line art!
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Having the courage to spread your wings and fly, doesn't mean you'll never fall. It just means that won't hit the ground when an arrow pierces your wing. Because you were strong enough to take flight in the first place.-me
There has got to be some tutorials around here on how to do that!
And I saw your line art. DUDE! SICK AND WRONG! But awesome!
-- So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
Yup, Skirter's happy! At least...until Seek, Zix, or Eriv herself gets him!
Ya'll wierd parings make me snicker. And now I have to figure out which one is this sick and wrong one....
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A good siggy I could not find, So I've put down what comes to mind. My Paw-paw has a little ditty, That now I'm sticking in my siggy: My love for you will ever flow, Like water down the 'tater row.
Well if you've looked at IR's drawings then you'll figure it out! I actually had to show this one to my dad. Good thing I gave the disclaimer of not intentionally having Skirter groping Eriv o_O
-- So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain, No more through rolling clouds to soar again, View'd his own feather on the fatal dart, And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
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A good siggy I could not find, So I've put down what comes to mind. My Paw-paw has a little ditty, That now I'm sticking in my siggy: My love for you will ever flow, Like water down the 'tater row.
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Having the courage to spread your wings and fly, doesn't mean you'll never fall. It just means that won't hit the ground when an arrow pierces your wing. Because you were strong enough to take flight in the first place.-me
Can't wait for.. you know. hehehe. Sick and wrong but awesome!
--
So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
View'd his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
bwahaha. I sent you the line art!
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Having the courage to spread your wings and fly, doesn't mean you'll never fall. It just means that won't hit the ground when an arrow pierces your wing. Because you were strong enough to take flight in the first place.-me
And I saw your line art. DUDE! SICK AND WRONG! But awesome!
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So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
View'd his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
Ya'll wierd parings make me snicker. And now I have to figure out which one is this sick and wrong one....
--
A good siggy I could not find,
So I've put down what comes to mind.
My Paw-paw has a little ditty,
That now I'm sticking in my siggy:
My love for you will ever flow,
Like water down the 'tater row.
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So the struck eagle, stretch'd upon the plain,
No more through rolling clouds to soar again,
View'd his own feather on the fatal dart,
And wing'd the shaft that quiver'd in his heart.
--
A good siggy I could not find,
So I've put down what comes to mind.
My Paw-paw has a little ditty,
That now I'm sticking in my siggy:
My love for you will ever flow,
Like water down the 'tater row.
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