bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
I see people as an adult when they're 18.
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r3a9an96
Loyal Servant of Altera
I'm doing an extended diploma in graphic design, then next year I'll do a foundation degree in art and design and for the three years after that I'm hoping to do a ba hons in animation. As for software I use photoshop and illustrator for making my backgrounds, and basic drawings of my characters (if needed) and flash to animate everything. I can also use in design, though I hate it cause it's got bad ui (user intercface) and isn't comparable with the 3 previously mentioned files.
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
Eh /rerail
I'm too tired to draw tonight..
... Raincheck? :3
... Raincheck? :3
Zero
Lord of Altera
-Warning read at own risk may be dark- (sorry about that its just how my childhood kinda was)
The cold days.
Standing alone wait, but waiting for what?
Was it the bus and the lonely trip to school?
Or was I just wanting the day to end and for my mother to come get me?
These times seemed to go on forever.
The time spent alone away from others.
I never cared for their games.
Tag, race, or the other things they would play.
Yet that day came when it seemed a little warmer.
Not because of spring or summer.
But just because of one person.
The one other noone that waited at the bus stop with her little red jacket.
Just another person who had maybe been through the time of being alone.
After time we just made each others days warmer.
Till that cold day where one of us had to leave the other behind...
Again sorry about this being somewhat dark but its all based on something true. I kinda cant lie when I write this stuff. :/
The cold days.
Standing alone wait, but waiting for what?
Was it the bus and the lonely trip to school?
Or was I just wanting the day to end and for my mother to come get me?
These times seemed to go on forever.
The time spent alone away from others.
I never cared for their games.
Tag, race, or the other things they would play.
Yet that day came when it seemed a little warmer.
Not because of spring or summer.
But just because of one person.
The one other noone that waited at the bus stop with her little red jacket.
Just another person who had maybe been through the time of being alone.
After time we just made each others days warmer.
Till that cold day where one of us had to leave the other behind...
Again sorry about this being somewhat dark but its all based on something true. I kinda cant lie when I write this stuff. :/
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
.-. Become a writer. Naow. You might even beat Itzza.
bettemus99
Roleplay keeper
Pretty similar to Itzza. You don't want to know how many stories he had to finish..
TheMadDuckie
Lord of Altera
This has probably happened to everyone atleast once in their life, and if it hasn't, you've never had icecream.
Well, this happened to me, and it was very traumatic. My dad had taken me to an amusement park on a sunny summer day, and had gotten me a big, yummy, strawberry cream, and the good kind, with actual chunks of strawberry in it, and I was soooo happy. So, I sat down, and ate my cream, but all of a sudden I look up, and realize; my dad is gone. And then I panic, and cry, and drop my icecream. At home my mom would read me a book, one of those books that you could choose what the character did, and this one was about a little boy who gets lost at the store, and I always chose the option to leave the place you are and to go look for your parent, so that's what I did. And just around the corner, my dad
was there. Oh and I did get a new icecream
And it's all weired because my drawing tablet went all funky on me and keeps frezzing if I hold it in one spot for more than 1 second...
Well, this happened to me, and it was very traumatic. My dad had taken me to an amusement park on a sunny summer day, and had gotten me a big, yummy, strawberry cream, and the good kind, with actual chunks of strawberry in it, and I was soooo happy. So, I sat down, and ate my cream, but all of a sudden I look up, and realize; my dad is gone. And then I panic, and cry, and drop my icecream. At home my mom would read me a book, one of those books that you could choose what the character did, and this one was about a little boy who gets lost at the store, and I always chose the option to leave the place you are and to go look for your parent, so that's what I did. And just around the corner, my dad
was there. Oh and I did get a new icecream
And it's all weired because my drawing tablet went all funky on me and keeps frezzing if I hold it in one spot for more than 1 second...
A childish fear, by jeroxia
Another Sunday,
Another day off fear,
Every Sunday we go,
To my uncle you know..
Every Sunday,
Another time past that fence,
Me and that dog weren't particular friends,
He just sat there with his big jaw,
that fur black as night,
As if he was ment to fright,
Every Sunday ,
Trough the gravel.. 54 little steps,
Then when he came to an end
I cried Goodbye to my frightful friend
Another Sunday,
Another day off fear,
Every Sunday we go,
To my uncle you know..
Every Sunday,
Another time past that fence,
Me and that dog weren't particular friends,
He just sat there with his big jaw,
that fur black as night,
As if he was ment to fright,
Every Sunday ,
Trough the gravel.. 54 little steps,
Then when he came to an end
I cried Goodbye to my frightful friend
Zero
Lord of Altera
>~< The times I wish I could draw like that.