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2017-2018 Artz

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Ok first official sketch dump probably ever lol and Its basically all the (what I think is) good art that I've made in 2017 and early 2018 :3 So I hope everyone will enjoy :heart: :D 

Aaaannnnnddd I just noticed that it's five O'clock in the morning here...I haven't slept yet....The Penguins of Madagascar - Creepy Skipper Icon  fuuuuuuucccccckkkk
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Broke af

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That moment when you want to commission someone but you remember you're broke af and see no income in your near future......  Poor Peridot pepe 
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dreams.

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Tell me have you had a dream of being somewhere inbetween life and death, lite and dark, or just about a broken heart....these dreams I see still baffle me to the point of questioning my sanity. What they mean and why they are , it's just beyond my ability to see what is true and what's just me. I can't believe these dreams of mine where I'm standing on the line, I can see death, I can see life, I can see pain , I can see strife, why oh WHY are these dreams taunting me. I've done nothing wrong, I've tried to do right, but I fumble and fall, I cry and I'm weak but is that any reason to haunt me?
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After the meeting with Director Elliot I began walking down the hallway only to find Dr, Gilbert running down the hall in a cold blooded sweat.

"DIRECTOR ELLIOT, DIRECTOR ELLIOT THERES BEEN A CATACLYSMIC DISCOVERY!!!!"

"My god son what's goin' on that's got you in such a tizzy?"

"THE NATIONS!!! THEY'RE GOING TO COLLIDE!!!! We have a matter of three days till the tips of Africa and south America collide!!!!"

"oh...."

The three of us made our ways back to the main computer room where pulled up on the main screen was a satellite photo of the earth. And he was right....the two land masses where somewhere around 200-300 miles apart.

"It seems that this process began around three years BEFORE the apocalypse and has just slowly progressed. When these two collide it will cause a dramatic change in climate, Massive earthquakes, sir It may even break the two America's apart!" 

"oh my god....have you contacted the president on the subject?"

"no sir...we wanted to let you know first."

"good....we need to devise a plan of action....we cant just all in a panic that the nations are going to collide."

"But sir....if we alert the president he'd be able to help us decide on the plan of action...."

"agent crossfire I would think by now you have learned to trust me....*grins* hehehe"

That smile always meant he had a brilliant well thought out plan....and they usually worked.

"Agent crossfire. I want you and a small team to head out to the edge of Main and gather all the folks you can and build them a shelter so that when the collision meets there they'll be ready. I'm gonna send word out to the eastern base and tell them to get some shelters built and ready, It'll be a longer time before they collide, but its better to be safe than sorry....after that I'll call the president. "

"B-But sir won't you need the presidents seal of approval before you pursue with these plans?"

"Son in a moment like this approval isn't important. Agent I want you to take A scientist, a doctor and a navigations expert along on yer team and you can choose another scout.... "

"I'M IN!!!!"

"speak of the devil there's just the scout I wanted to see!!"

It was my dearest and best friend Momo...(she was sitting at one of the empty desks being nosy.) Se was nuts....Always blowing things up, like old buildings, broken down cars.....and her favorite ZOMBIES!! but what she loved doing most was drawing....she always drew pictures of flowers and stuffed animals, especially of her favorite stuffed dog, albert. before the apocalypse she moved in with me and my mom. Because before everything fell to hell her parents kicked her  out, due to the fact that she was born with the ability to read a persons mind by touching them. I was surprised when she first met me that she didn't have a spaz attack because we met after a tae kwon do instruction and I was stri....uhhh.....relieving the instructor of his trousers....mentally.....(What? we're all guilty of doing it at least once in our lives.) Anyway. It was a very funny.

"SOOOOO I hear there's gonna be a totally dangerous and exciting trip coming up for one of my favorite and most awesome friend, in which needs an extra set of hands?" *retarded and cheesy smile*

"I was already gonna ask you ya dork.....now stop smiling like that people are gonna think you farted or something."

"YEEEESSS I'LL GET PACKING!!!"

"so who ye gonna take fer a scientist?"

"That would be me sir! *Carlos walks up behind me* It would be my pleasure to take on this mission and accompany Agent's Crossfire and Mizaki!"

"Well now all I need to do is find a doctor and a navigations expert and I'll be good to go!!!"

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It's been about a week since we brought in the last group and the zombies have been migrating just like they always do. I grow so tired of watching them.....groaning, screaming and beating on the steel walls of our unit....

"agent crossfire, director Elliot is waiting to see you."

"I'm coming."

Director Elliot was the head of the middle lands operation. He stood about 5'5" and weighed somewhere around 220 lbs  (99.8 kg). He was a pretty decent guy, smart, funny and for some odd reason I think he looks like a cowboy version of the mayor of munchkin land.....(what? I'm 6'1, Almost everybody looks short!)

"Agent crossfire, Ah couldn't help but notice that your recent rescue was a tad bit....ehh *makes an eesh face*"

"What do you mean "ehh"? "

"Ah mean ye weren't on top of yer game! I've seen ya carry three adults on yer back without batting an eyelash, and It seems to me like ya just let that one gentleman go."

"Sir there was nothing I could do....by time we reached him he had already been bitten several times, If I would have retrieved him he would have transformed and caused a truckload of trouble sir."

He looked over at the pictures he had sprawled out across his desk, some of them where family photos, others were of the brave men and women who, like me, were dispatched for the scouting missions But never returned.....but most of these pictures were of the world...trees, plants and animals. He treasured these most because before he became the middle lands director, he was a farmer....he treasured his land and all the creatures on it, cows, pigs, horses and sheep....not to mention his crops. I always felt sorry and sympathetic for O'l Elliot....Because I too treasured Nature and now that the apocalypse has destroyed the land, we fear that we'll never see the beauty of nature ever again...

"Elliot....I-I wanted to give you something...*pulls little box from behind her back* I found it the other day and thought you may like it."

"What on earth girlie....it aint mah birthday er nuthin....*Inside the box there was a horseshoe, a rusted old horseshoe* M-my goodness...would ye look at that. *a bittersweet tear rolls down his cheeks* thank you.*

The two just stood there in silence as they stared at the old horseshoe knowing that the once beautiful creature, was gone.....many scouts from all six domains have searched for any sign of animal life but have never succeeded in finding any. The only animals left on earth where the few birds, mice and lizards that survived and hid away in bunkers around the domains, and we're thankful for them none the less.

"Elliot. Do you think that the rest of the world is like this, or is it just us?"

"Only time will tell my dear....only time will tell..."

 

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