It's me... (duh) and I was reading Danni and Monstrosity's artikels about people they admire and their opinions of the people here. Naturally, that got me thinking- I should do something like that!
So, here it is...
I would like to first of all, thank all the wonderful people on this club- u know who u are. EVERYONE here who's ever geplaatst anything original, whether I personally like it of not, has helped me become who I am. (Can't say I'm 100% proud of who I am... But I like to think u guys changed me for the better)
First off, link. I'm not sure if u really know just how many people here admire you. Just because they may not commentaar your art, it doesn't mean that they don't like it- They may just be shy about talking to such an amazing artist.
But... It's not only your art that is inspiring. It's YOU. You're funny, kind, sweet, and probably my best friend here. You're always supporting of people- and when that person happens to be me, I know I really don't deserve u as a friend.
What's more, u take a shine to what I'm interested in, even if you've never heard of it. Yes, I'm talking about Invader Zim. Once more, thank you.
link, of Mary. u too are an amazing artist- u work so well with computer art... One dag I will steal-err-learn those skills.
I don't talk to u as often as seuris, but rest assured you're still right up with her- u were my first good friend here on fanpop- WAAAAAYYY back when dinosaurs still roamed the earth and I actually LIKED Mephiles the Dark. u were always so supportive of me and what I did, and u always stated your opinions with truth, clarity, and the rare sence of actual emotion.
link. I love you, dude, you're hysterical. u never fail to crack me up. How are the haunted koekjes, cookies going, door the way? No-one can ever, EVER, do anything wrong to you, because that is MY job. You're a very supportive man, and u still like the same stuff as me even if you're a lot older than me.
u never make me feel stupid, either, which is GREAT. When u told me your age... Well, I was kinda sad. But u still were the guy I liked, and you've always gegeven me good advice. u also have an awesome surname.
Might I also add that you're the BEST Nny roleplayer ever, and u totally get the sick parts of my mind? Yeah. That too.
My dear boyfriend, link, for always giving me a laugh in hard times. You're my light, and I can say honestly that I love u very much. You're a kickass roleplayer, and no, your head is not big. Love u hun. <3
link, you're probably the most interesting person for my to write about... No offense to the rest of you. You're all cool.
I guess both u and I were lucky when u geplaatst recolors, because I wasn't going through as much stress as I am now. I had the patience to say it nicely, and not just blurt it all our in a stream of cusses as I have been doing recently... Prooves that first impressions really do count.
I find it curious that you're often saying I'm better at art than you, too. That drawing, Winter Grace the Fox? THAT RIGHT THERE LOOKS A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. The pose, the expression, the clothing, the hair... Everything. Just practise some meer at hands, and u will easily become a well-respected Sonic artist! ^^ I'm very proud of what you're doing now, and u should be to.
link for including Mother in his awesome stories, roleplaying stupid-but-fun stuff with me, and generally being awesome. Thanks, man, u gave me some laughs when I needed them. Best thing was u didn't even know.
Frikkin' link for always providing good comments- she actually zei what was good and bad about my art, and that helps me get better at it. Also, for proving lols with her constant 'brick'd' of 'shot' fates. Srrsly, how many times have u been shot? Also... For having those goddamned awesome character deigns, drawing style, and coloring skills that I will steal one day... Muahahahaha.
Last but not least, link, better known as Danni.
Your art is inspiring, and I really do love it. I won't do the whole, 'I suck and u rock,' thing, because I know u hate it and I know it's reeeally annoying. Thank u for posting your art, it is inspiring to me, and probably countless others. Your character designs are beautiful, and when I found out your age I quietly died inside...
Of course, there are meer people I'd love to thank, but I won't in fear of breaking my keyboard. Thank u all so much. <3 Every commentaar I've ever gotten, every original picture geplaatst here, it boosts my confidence. Never be scared to do what u love, and just go for it!
I'm not sure how much people know about me, as a person... I think I'll share that while I'm on the topic... I'm not after pity messages. Don't send them to me, please.
Anyhoo... I'm schizophrenic for a start and I like things I shouldn't- Yes, I'm looking at you, JTHM. I have around 5 clashing personalities, to really get me u need to get all of them. Because of that, I contridict myself a LOT. It makes me look hypocritical sometimes- Something I really do not like about myself. I'm also hypnophobic and hydrophobic.
My biological Mother is dead- She was murdered when I was two... Again, no pity messages please, I've moved on, and I prefer not to have that brought up. As for my biological Father... I dunno what happened to him after he killed her... He's either got a life term of he's dead too. I can say I really don't care.
u may have noticed I've been quite violent, angry, of stressful recently. There are reasons for that... Allow me to explain.
I live mainly in the suberbs, and I go to a wonderful Skool with many friends. I'm happy here.
Problem is, my step-Mother, who I refer to as Annie, wants to verplaats in with her boyfriend, David. I'd have to go too... Unless I verplaats in with my actual Step-Father, Robert. I'm not fond of either idea... I've been thinking so much about this, that I haven't been sleeping of eating at all. I haven't eaten in several days, and I'm 2 days without sleep as I type this. No, it's not insomnia, it's the hypnophobia.
Drawing and art. It's my life. I love it, it's what I want to do and follow. My pencils and paints are my tools, and life wouldn't be the same without either.
A lot of people don't appreciate that... My vrienden do, they understand, but family? Hardly...
I mainly do Sonic and Jhonen Vasquez drawings, and my paintings look like something out of a horror movie. Annie... She doesn't really like any of that. She wants me to be meer 'orignal'- Fair enough, but even when I do it's 'Why does his hair look like Johnny's!?' of 'What the fuck is this supposed to be?' It's just not nice...
Robert is better that way. He knows my love of art, at least... He cannot comprehend the time and love of it, though. It would be nice if I knew someone who did... Real-people talking, not my buddies online.
I don't care about that, though- What matters to me is art. That's what I do, where I wanna go. Hopefully I have your support on this, and remember, I love each and every one of... ehh... The people I love. Thank u all so much. ~<3
So, here it is...
I would like to first of all, thank all the wonderful people on this club- u know who u are. EVERYONE here who's ever geplaatst anything original, whether I personally like it of not, has helped me become who I am. (Can't say I'm 100% proud of who I am... But I like to think u guys changed me for the better)
First off, link. I'm not sure if u really know just how many people here admire you. Just because they may not commentaar your art, it doesn't mean that they don't like it- They may just be shy about talking to such an amazing artist.
But... It's not only your art that is inspiring. It's YOU. You're funny, kind, sweet, and probably my best friend here. You're always supporting of people- and when that person happens to be me, I know I really don't deserve u as a friend.
What's more, u take a shine to what I'm interested in, even if you've never heard of it. Yes, I'm talking about Invader Zim. Once more, thank you.
link, of Mary. u too are an amazing artist- u work so well with computer art... One dag I will steal-err-learn those skills.
I don't talk to u as often as seuris, but rest assured you're still right up with her- u were my first good friend here on fanpop- WAAAAAYYY back when dinosaurs still roamed the earth and I actually LIKED Mephiles the Dark. u were always so supportive of me and what I did, and u always stated your opinions with truth, clarity, and the rare sence of actual emotion.
link. I love you, dude, you're hysterical. u never fail to crack me up. How are the haunted koekjes, cookies going, door the way? No-one can ever, EVER, do anything wrong to you, because that is MY job. You're a very supportive man, and u still like the same stuff as me even if you're a lot older than me.
u never make me feel stupid, either, which is GREAT. When u told me your age... Well, I was kinda sad. But u still were the guy I liked, and you've always gegeven me good advice. u also have an awesome surname.
Might I also add that you're the BEST Nny roleplayer ever, and u totally get the sick parts of my mind? Yeah. That too.
My dear boyfriend, link, for always giving me a laugh in hard times. You're my light, and I can say honestly that I love u very much. You're a kickass roleplayer, and no, your head is not big. Love u hun. <3
link, you're probably the most interesting person for my to write about... No offense to the rest of you. You're all cool.
I guess both u and I were lucky when u geplaatst recolors, because I wasn't going through as much stress as I am now. I had the patience to say it nicely, and not just blurt it all our in a stream of cusses as I have been doing recently... Prooves that first impressions really do count.
I find it curious that you're often saying I'm better at art than you, too. That drawing, Winter Grace the Fox? THAT RIGHT THERE LOOKS A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. The pose, the expression, the clothing, the hair... Everything. Just practise some meer at hands, and u will easily become a well-respected Sonic artist! ^^ I'm very proud of what you're doing now, and u should be to.
link for including Mother in his awesome stories, roleplaying stupid-but-fun stuff with me, and generally being awesome. Thanks, man, u gave me some laughs when I needed them. Best thing was u didn't even know.
Frikkin' link for always providing good comments- she actually zei what was good and bad about my art, and that helps me get better at it. Also, for proving lols with her constant 'brick'd' of 'shot' fates. Srrsly, how many times have u been shot? Also... For having those goddamned awesome character deigns, drawing style, and coloring skills that I will steal one day... Muahahahaha.
Last but not least, link, better known as Danni.
Your art is inspiring, and I really do love it. I won't do the whole, 'I suck and u rock,' thing, because I know u hate it and I know it's reeeally annoying. Thank u for posting your art, it is inspiring to me, and probably countless others. Your character designs are beautiful, and when I found out your age I quietly died inside...
Of course, there are meer people I'd love to thank, but I won't in fear of breaking my keyboard. Thank u all so much. <3 Every commentaar I've ever gotten, every original picture geplaatst here, it boosts my confidence. Never be scared to do what u love, and just go for it!
I'm not sure how much people know about me, as a person... I think I'll share that while I'm on the topic... I'm not after pity messages. Don't send them to me, please.
Anyhoo... I'm schizophrenic for a start and I like things I shouldn't- Yes, I'm looking at you, JTHM. I have around 5 clashing personalities, to really get me u need to get all of them. Because of that, I contridict myself a LOT. It makes me look hypocritical sometimes- Something I really do not like about myself. I'm also hypnophobic and hydrophobic.
My biological Mother is dead- She was murdered when I was two... Again, no pity messages please, I've moved on, and I prefer not to have that brought up. As for my biological Father... I dunno what happened to him after he killed her... He's either got a life term of he's dead too. I can say I really don't care.
u may have noticed I've been quite violent, angry, of stressful recently. There are reasons for that... Allow me to explain.
I live mainly in the suberbs, and I go to a wonderful Skool with many friends. I'm happy here.
Problem is, my step-Mother, who I refer to as Annie, wants to verplaats in with her boyfriend, David. I'd have to go too... Unless I verplaats in with my actual Step-Father, Robert. I'm not fond of either idea... I've been thinking so much about this, that I haven't been sleeping of eating at all. I haven't eaten in several days, and I'm 2 days without sleep as I type this. No, it's not insomnia, it's the hypnophobia.
Drawing and art. It's my life. I love it, it's what I want to do and follow. My pencils and paints are my tools, and life wouldn't be the same without either.
A lot of people don't appreciate that... My vrienden do, they understand, but family? Hardly...
I mainly do Sonic and Jhonen Vasquez drawings, and my paintings look like something out of a horror movie. Annie... She doesn't really like any of that. She wants me to be meer 'orignal'- Fair enough, but even when I do it's 'Why does his hair look like Johnny's!?' of 'What the fuck is this supposed to be?' It's just not nice...
Robert is better that way. He knows my love of art, at least... He cannot comprehend the time and love of it, though. It would be nice if I knew someone who did... Real-people talking, not my buddies online.
I don't care about that, though- What matters to me is art. That's what I do, where I wanna go. Hopefully I have your support on this, and remember, I love each and every one of... ehh... The people I love. Thank u all so much. ~<3
My first story, so, if u wanna make suggestions, post of a forum ill make in a bit.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and dogs yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.
The old streets eminated of fossil fuels burning, roadkill and sadness. The ally was scattered with boxes, empty glass bottles and pieces of old news paper. In the distance, a siren went off and dogs yipped to eachother in thier own language. The streets felt cold and filled with the sorrow of the people around.
My body felt cold as ice. I longed to be warm and safe. I wished I had some money to get something to eat, but who would listen to a stray? No one. I curled up in a ball, attempting to get warm, as I drifted into a small rest.
I worried if the wrong person would find me here in this ally, alone in this cold, dark allyway. I dismissed this worry and held the arms of false hope, whispering false facts into my freezing ears.
I believed the false hope's bitterly cold arms were a sign I was alive.
Once upon a time, Tydus, Torren, Mef and Zanehorn were in the magical land of pinda boter when Zanehorn had an idea.
'LETS ALL WEAR pinda boter =D' he yelled.
Torren jumped into the pinda boter and hugged Tydus tightly, eventually asphixiatining him and causing his demise.
Then Zanehhorn ran around with only pinda boter on while Torren and Mef threw chocolate at each other.
Tydus' dead body was re-animated door a pinda demon and he attacked everyone yelling 'TROLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLORAEG!!!!!!!!!!'
Mef ate Tydus and resumed throwing things at Torren and Zanehorn remained covered while making out with Seuris in a corner.
And Tydus was watching down from Heaven, talking to St. Micheal.
Tydus pointed to Torren. 'He's my brother (3' he said.
'And you're proud of that?' Micheal asked.
'Not really,' zei Tydus going back to eat some andy clouds'
'LETS ALL WEAR pinda boter =D' he yelled.
Torren jumped into the pinda boter and hugged Tydus tightly, eventually asphixiatining him and causing his demise.
Then Zanehhorn ran around with only pinda boter on while Torren and Mef threw chocolate at each other.
Tydus' dead body was re-animated door a pinda demon and he attacked everyone yelling 'TROLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLORAEG!!!!!!!!!!'
Mef ate Tydus and resumed throwing things at Torren and Zanehorn remained covered while making out with Seuris in a corner.
And Tydus was watching down from Heaven, talking to St. Micheal.
Tydus pointed to Torren. 'He's my brother (3' he said.
'And you're proud of that?' Micheal asked.
'Not really,' zei Tydus going back to eat some andy clouds'
Neptun frowned at the bottom of the sea, hating the Old One.
He was cursed to be confined to the sea, all because the Old One was afraid.
Neptun was at the bottom of the sea because he was in love with his sister Siria. The Old One knew it was mutual, and knew of a prophecy saying a newborn from the Few would overthrow him, and seperated the two.
"SIRIA! WE SHALL BE TOGETHER!"
He received no news at the bottom of the sea, and had no knowledge that his Mother was with child.
So he was determined that the child that overthrew the Old One would be his and Siria's.
Neptun was near ready for bed, when he saw a sword appear before him. Followed door a vision.
(pretend this is italics) Neptun drove the sword victoriously through the Pyramis of the Old One.
He saw his life as he desired it.
With Siria.
(nu longer italics)
"Yes," zei Neptun. "This is what I desire."
Neptun grabbed the sword and swam to his kasteel to prepare.
He was cursed to be confined to the sea, all because the Old One was afraid.
Neptun was at the bottom of the sea because he was in love with his sister Siria. The Old One knew it was mutual, and knew of a prophecy saying a newborn from the Few would overthrow him, and seperated the two.
"SIRIA! WE SHALL BE TOGETHER!"
He received no news at the bottom of the sea, and had no knowledge that his Mother was with child.
So he was determined that the child that overthrew the Old One would be his and Siria's.
Neptun was near ready for bed, when he saw a sword appear before him. Followed door a vision.
(pretend this is italics) Neptun drove the sword victoriously through the Pyramis of the Old One.
He saw his life as he desired it.
With Siria.
(nu longer italics)
"Yes," zei Neptun. "This is what I desire."
Neptun grabbed the sword and swam to his kasteel to prepare.
