|Small WIP. Zabuza's sword, The Executioners Blade, with his head band. No clue for the rest of the picture, but i'll think of something|
Pandora's Box - Chapter 3Quincy hated his job. He was the guy his superiors sent when they didn't want to do something. Explaining a failure, for example, or firing someone.Pandora's Box - Chapter 3 by =Ike9899
He was exceptionally disappointed when he was sent to "fire" Captain Null. While Quincey respected the man, as did almost everyone in the agency, the failure to cover up the death of Black was unacceptable. And of course, the bosses picked him to break the news to Null.
If only to make matters worse, Quincey learned from the lieutenant that Null was a master in several martial arts. Nothing boosts your adrenaline like an angry ninja. Quincey quickly cleared his thoughts as Null came into view.
Pandora's Box - Chapter 2"Waddya' got for me, Second Lieutenant?"Pandora's Box - Chapter 2 by =Ike9899
Captain Null was not Pleased. First, his team got called to a mission, with no reconisance. Secondly, there was a casualty. Lastly, the fucking news was here to cover it.
"Well, uh, sir.. I have, uh.." the lieutenant said. Null grimaced. He loved people to be nervous around him, but not like this, and not when he needed information.
"What?" he snapped. "What do you have?"
The lieutenant gulped. "I have a, uh, message for you from, uh, command."
Jesus Christ, Null though. What the hell do they want?
Null stood, waiting for the lieutenant to hand him or read the message. The lieutenant stood, waiti
Pandora's Box - Chapter 1"Bro! Bro, wake up! You've gotta see this!"Pandora's Box - Chapter 1 by =Ike9899
John groaned as he rolled over. One of these day, I'll stop drinking, he thought silently to himself. I swear.
"John! You commin', or what?" his roommate shouted. John groaned again. Why, of all the people on this God-forsaken Earth, did he have to get stuck with Dozer?
John was a strudy man, about 5'11", with square shoulders. He was muscular, due to the rigerous Special Forces Traning. It was there, that he also honed an almost super-human hearing, which betrayed him now.
He swung his legs over the side of his bed, and tried to fight back his pounding headache. He sat there for a moment, crad
Pandora's Box - PrologueCRASHPandora's Box - Prologue by =Ike9899
David sat straight up in his bed, suddenly wide awake. He glanced at his alarmclock, and read 11:50. He sat for a moment to orient himself. Something fell, and it didn't feel like an earthquake. His girlfriend was with her parents (supposedly) for the weekend, and he didn't own pets. Someone was in his house in the middle of the night.
He pulled out his shotgun and rolled out of bed. David tried to creep as stealthily as he could - being sleep deprived and hung over - to the door. He sighed to calm his racing nervs. He was too old and tired to be doing this.
David turned the handle of the door as silently as he could, and let the doo
OK, so, here's my little to-do list. Figure it's better than constantly updating a journal that may or may not be there later. As of right now, I have:
Tattoo Commission from
Pandora's Box Chapters 4 (100%, Upload: Pending) and 5
Chronicles of the Crazy People, Subject 23489
Coloring random Pictures
Concept art using deviantART muro
Progress bars from: 's [link]
Puppet MasterI feel like a puppet,
and I can't do anything to stop it.
Like someone's pulling my strings
making me do their own things.
When they're done
and finished their fun,
I get thrown in the corner,
like a small, lone mourner.
I hug my knees and cry out;
Thinking she'll come find me without a doubt.
It's like I'm waiting for my next queue.
"Mommy, Mommy, where are you?
Mommy please come find me, help me.
I don't want to be here. Please, Mommy, please."
And to my absolute horror;
The puppet master steps out of the corner.
Shinning with an angelic glow;
it hit me like one of the lowest blows.
There stood my mother.
Oh how I wished for another,
Words of Heartache"Actions speak louder than words."
While your words are harsh,
Your actions are brutal.
"I like you."
Doesn't mean the same thing as
"I love you."
Your half-hearted attempts are practically worthless.
Can't compare to
"I wish you were here."
But for reasons I can't find or explain,
I miss you...
Not that you were ever around for me to miss.