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Writer unit32
Professor
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Forget my last request I already got it in another thread,so how about...A samuray Scruffy?!
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Writer unit32
Professor
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What?!Wow your lucky,I can't use the school computers for anything that isn't boring!
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Writer unit32
Professor
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Originally posted by ZoidZoid: I absolutely cannot believe that this thread has gone to 7 pages and I have not even given a single compliment to the art! well here's some words to descrbe your art to make up for it:
1) Excellent 2) Outstanding 3) Brilliant 4) Exceptional 5) First-rate 6) Admirable 7) Superb 8) Tremendous 9) Terrific 10) Wonderful 11) Stupendous 12) Dazzling 13) Marvelous 14) Remarkable
Dont forget supercalifrantastics!
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Writer unit32
Professor
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Ahh,yes a non explainable fan-fic.I can give you a idea.The only(I'm not sure) way to explain this is a parallel Universe!And parallel Universes are alnmost always inhabited by evil counter-parts!
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coldangel
DOOP Secretary
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Hey, it's the Centaur race.
That is a remarkable piece of Fantasy art. Harkens back to my own swords and sorcery roots, with goblins and elves and dwarves and such. I love it.
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coldangel
DOOP Secretary
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Couple of days.
I've never been able to draw horses.
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KitKatBar-Fry
Liquid Emperor
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Hehehee. Nice analogy ya made for me, there. The truth is, I have no idea what's really going on i that picture. All I knew was that he was a) a centaur b) had a sword c) prettyful
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KitKatBar-Fry
Liquid Emperor
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Fry knew he was in trouble. Ever since his war-loving father had sent him on this trip, what little genious that was in his mind knew it would be painful. And it was. "Get him!" Dozens of beastly voices called out behind the redhead centaur. "Rip it apart!" The hind muscles of his horse body twitched, ready to fly if needed. But no, he had been ordered to stay put, to guard the sword. And so he would. "They can't see me." The Centaurian muttered under his breath. "They can't possibly-AAH!" An ogre's head burst into the stable where he had hidden himself, deep in shadow. "There he is! Let's eat him!" The monster shouted outwards, beckoning his comrades to help him. Before he knew what was happening, Fry had reared himself upp, off the ground and charged. The green brute jumped out of his way, narrowly avoiding a pain of sharp, cloven hooves. "Follow him!" As he gallopped out of the ramshackle barn, the redhead gripped the jeweled sword even more tightly in his feeble hands. "Can't let them have it!" He shouted, as he began his journey towards the woods. There, I just made up part of a story to go along with the picture. I have no idea what's going on.
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coldangel
DOOP Secretary
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Hahaha. He'll fall into a magical crystal and sleep for a thousand years or something.
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