MY IMMENSE ART COLLECTION!
Art = 234
Newest Arts!
by Hisaki_Kage!
by yeet!
by Jade_Angel_Wings!
by Nudge Nudge!
by Vickles!
by SutekiKage!
Juvenile_Deliquent! =
Ro Rakia! =
Teh Reggie! =
D_Vious! =
LinearGakikoIsazo! =
akaritori! =
DemonBrandon! =
Ecthel The Wingless! =
Aloria! =
Neon Yellow Sharpie! =
Master Mihoshi! =
seirvitas! =
Albino! =
pandabaka! =
Kamirichan! =
Skittles of Darkness! =
Kisei Prophet! =
Elizz! =
Maisuba! =
Japanimaniac13! =
Samantha_Jade! =
missjtsang! =
Skull Panda! =
Summer Korigashine! =
No Sex For You! =
Divine Sea Monkeyz! =
Sannie P! =
AkaYuki-Hime! =
Kai-Shii! =
[~Breeze~]! =
Yukiiri! =
Poor_Rocker! =
KeiFujimi! =
Mizu_Mage! =
Hope Fairy! =
Linkdead! =
bloody_safety_pins! =
Valadhiel Decos! =
Kira Kira~sama! =
Loveless ~Hitori~! =
Lma! =
g!oko uzumaki! =
Gunsmith Juubei! =
Kurosakuranbo-chan! =
nwfan13_jez! =
Tsuki Sohma! =
Whitecoal! =
Cassa Blanca! =
`Jenova! =
Lady Sang! =
Skriptki77y! =
Pirate Miles! =
Steamy Dumplings! =
heartlessthief! =
Inuyashafreak337! =
[~Admiral.Anubis~] and Redog337! =
Andoruu! =
Lucki! =
okami_neko_kitsune! =
Kage-Hagaren! =
Water_Crystal! =
saychan! =
LadyNozomi! =
OneOfTwo!(!!!) =
^o^Sango-Chan^o^! =
LunarPhantom! =
Futomaki! =
Zeleus! =
Crimson.Ice! =
Arcadia_Ice! =
Kasumi-tan! =
m3ru! =
Kari White! =
Kagome5678! =
Rayce Spyrdiah! =
GreyWonderland! =
Fwosh! =
Roxsii! =
GREG or E! =
Nudge Nudge! =
weet[R]ice! =
Good_Rejects! =
Lady_Chimera! =
Agent_Dax! =
Dojadao Torhon! =
Ninjy! =
ayame the wolf girl! =
Roi-Chan! =
Fizzgigg! =
Elliryn! =
Kenichi Seiji! =
Mistress_Paco! =
Procrastinating_Pocky! =
XxFangx! =
Fish-ee! =
[[Thunder Rei]]! =
Peaches the Clown! =
Narika-Chan! =
..$erix..! =
Butterflyz Spirit! =
Kai~sensei! =
Aquarius-Chan! =
Thewoundedangel#2! =
Tanize! =
Omy-Chan! =
pretty nifty.! =
Lady_Chimera and EwimChan! =
[Aoi Tasogare]! =
Graceless Universe! =
SuktekiKage! =
a pack of chessy cats.! =
KuroHaru! =
Kita-Yumi! =
Tainted-Dream! =
Kai~sensei! =
yumegari! =
Gilraen Meneldur! =
LitaMariaMoto! =
Water_Crystal! =
Inukikano! =
Chibi-Chan! =
Anfinity! =
P o c k y S l a v e! =
Vintage Orion! =
xx tama! =
Kyoobistik! =
Vickles! =
jamkuradoberi! =
Lycan_knight! =
Kangaroo S.T.U! =
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YES, I'm trying to fit everything on ONE little... post-thing.
*Los sellos abajo sus precios*
*Stamps down your prices*
The Paupu Fruit of DOOM!
My sword, Ramen!!
Avatars I like and their stories:
THEME: THE PARTY.
These heroes, from all walks of life and from all different places, band together to fight for one common cause.
Member: Royal Guard
A seasoned fighter, she had served under the Prince and Princess since she was old enough to carry a sword. After losing an eye in a particularly bloody fight, she was recognized for her undying loyalty by being granted the gift of the wings on her feet. She now sails through battle, cutting down any who stand in her way.
However, when the Castle was ambushed, she was taken prisoner and found herself in the company of an annoying thief, a slightly-schizophrenic white mage, and other characters.
Notes from the designer: This is the one with the original base - the other ones, I'm going all out differ'nt. I really like how the mask goes with the hair.
Member: Thief
An extremely kleptomatic little girl, she can't keep her hands off things. Garunteed if it's shiney, pretty, blue, or just valuable-looking, she'll swipe it - hell, even IF it's nailed down. She also likes swords.
Growing up in the slums, she and her brother founded a Thieves Guild, which they now head. However, an infiltraitor got into the guild and lead them right to a set-up. The thief and her brother were captured, but she and he were separated from eachother, and she doesn't know where he is now.
She now resides with a stuck-up middle aged woman from the royal guard, a slightly-scary white mage, and others.
Yes, those eyes are normal.
Note from the Designer: This is, obviously, based off of my thief design, which is actually based off of this picture, the woman at the top. I did the basic red up top, black bottom, and mixed in gold jewelry to go with the gold of the eye sparkles. I'm surprised at how this came out.
Member: White Mage
or just
When the other teammates were escorted in, this poor girl was already here. Her once-beautiful dress hung in tatters, and most of the time, her eyes were spinny and she giggled and talked incoherently, randomly casting cure and cura on the other members.
However... sometimes, her eyes got big, red, and indefinately sad; she begged them to save her and to not let it get her, whatever it was. Other times, her eyes got dark and a sickly green, her mouth grew wide and she snapped and clawed at anyone who came near.
When she slept, the Royal Guard took the book she clutched and flipped through it. It seemed to be a diary.
White Mage had been a successful nurse in one of the country's top hospitals. The dirty nurse's band she wore could attest to that.
It seemed everything was going well until the nurse just... snapped. She killed several people, along with her husband and best friend, in an explosion of white magics that combined to make a Holy. The Watchmen threw her in here and forgot about her.
Poor woman...
Notes from the Designer: Her description is entirely too long, but it works. I spliced the three avatars together to represent her mood changes, but if that's not allowed, please use the singular avatar I presented. I went with the generic white here, of course, will little attatchments added on. I like this one, too. I like the little flower on her hat - White Mage loved flowers when she was sane.
Member: Berserker
A stiff, cold woman was marched in about a few days after the thief was. There was something... odd about this woman. She simply stood in the corner, her eyes betraying no emotion, not answering to the guard or the thief's attempts at communication. She seemed... not human. Robotic. With dead eyes she looked out at the dirty cell. White mage wouldn't go near her.
When the thief attempted to sneak her way into the woman's pockets, she suddenly came to life, her eyes glowing vivid red and growling, swinging the giant spiked club around and screaming until the thief cowered in the corner. All of a sudden, the woman's face went blank again, and she retreated back into her corner.
At night, a strange... shadow emerges from the odd pendant around her neck, gripping her shoulders and seeming to ... suck the life from the woman, growing colder and colder.
She is generally regarded (well, atleast by the two in the cell sane enough to regard anything) as a berserker.
Notes from the Designer: This was a hard outfit to come out with. What may look good in my head, or as an artist's drawing, may not look so good on the avatar. I do like the Shadow of Doubt and the bustier under the top. Again, sorry for having the story so long.
Group Member: The New Guy/Newbie/ ???
"HELP! HELP, PLEASE! DON'T DO THIS! DON'T DO THIS, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING?!" a young girl's voice screamed. A tall, willowy figure was flailing and struggling, being held bodily up by four guards. She was thrown into the cell, landing with a hard thud on her shoulder. "Augh!"
"Shaddup, you punk! Crazy b***h." one of the guards snapped.
The girl didn't have many things with her, nothing but a tattered bag, a hat, and... a baseball bat? She looked up at the Guard and the Thief, her eyes pleading. She was only thirteen years old. "Please, please help. Listen to me! I don't belong here! Something... something happened, and I got sent here! I don't belong here! I DON'T BELONG HERE!" she broke down and sobbed, dropping the bat. "I d-don't belong here..." she mumbled. The Guard, her motherly instincts taking over, knelt next to her, cooing and patting her shoulder comfortingly.
"Please... please help me...."
Note from the Designer: Can you guess who this is? It's me! I give X credit to this idea. He said make ME, but didn't realise it had to go with my theme. So I made it so it did. I like me :'D This is my style in real life, not just on avatars. Now, to tie it off together...
"HRRRRRRRRRUGH!" the Berserker grunted, swinging her giant club at the wall. The Thief ducked out of the way just in time so the heavy metal hit concrete. The cinderblocks crumbled and made a large, man-sized hole in the wall, leading to the outside. "GO, GO!" the Guard yelled, the Thief rushing out, supporting the Girl. The Guard went to follow, but looked at the two poor women. The White Mage was looking at her with surprisingly lucid eyes, and even the Berserker was looking at her, seemingly paying attention. "Would... would you like to come with us? You'll get out of here."
the Guard offered.
The women looked at her.
"Why, I'd love to!" the White Mage chirped in a melodical voice, jumping up, brushing her ripped and dirty dress, and flouncing out after the Thief and Girl, the Berserker following after her stonily. The Guard looked after them, bemused, then cracked her whip for good luck and stepped out into the sun.
She will give it all that she has. Somewhere deep inside, she knows that she will not be going home today. She no longer has anything to lose or to gain. She is free from all restraints, and she will be sure she makes the enemy feel it.
"TO WAR!"
