I've started drawing again, but I still do not have any means of scanning or editing the pictures.


RP and Poki 2: PrologueSleep; sleep, while spirits lie, And all your friends are left to die…RP and Poki 2: Prologue
The day is done, the night closed in, You now sleep in the endless sin…
Courage is now replaced by fear, I do not think you’ll leave from here…
And when you die, your death is late, Your soul will live behind a Gate…
Sleep; sleep, while spirits lie, And all your friends are left to die.
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They sang the song day after day, toiling in the dirt. When one fell, the others would rejoice, knowing that their soul would be transferred to the great door that loomed over them


RP and Poki: Final Flash(Keep in mind, this is the Written version of the Final Flash. There will be an Illustrated version.)RP and Poki: Final Flash
Dark Nok stepped towards NightShock. “Poki, we’ve got to do something!”
“No! He’s going to make them pay, Nok, for what they did!” Dark Poki replied, pulling him back.
“No one deserves to be punished like this!” Dark Nok spoke harshly. “They are innocent!”
Dark Poki looked astonished. “Innocent of what? They tried to stop me from bringing you back…!”
“Bring me back from where?” Dark Nok said somberly. Dark Poki stopped, reaching out for him. “Y


RP and Poki: EpilogueEpilogue:RP and Poki: Epilogue
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That is the story. There is no tale after it, nor do you need to know the one before it. In that short amount of time, regular people became heroes, and the legend that had been four thousand years in the making ended. I can say, honestly, that I miss Radioactive Puppy. Though I knew him for a short time, his inspirational character and willingness to hold on was astounding.
When the Sword and Shield were finally gone, I felt their hold upon me fading. No longer was I angry all the time, nor was I quick to act. I suppose that might not have been an effect of the Shield, though, perhaps I had
Miss you lyke WOAH
Hope you're having a good summer
Let's hang! Loove you!
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I see myself as a shooting star. Everyone stops, points up and gasps "Oh, look at that!" Then--whoosh! and I'm gone...and they'll never see anything like me again...and they won't be able to forget me--ever.
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...I think I have a pencil lodged in my brain.
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-What is the first soldier's mission on a war?
-To die for his Homeland.
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Russian is not nationality. It is the soul condition.
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