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The arms dropped away from him, leaving him free to jump to his feet and generally give in to alarm. There, lounging on the fitting room bench, was Benjamin Barrett, just as casually wicked as he had initially appeared, presenting a happily enigmatic image. "Well done. There is hope for you after all."

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Vesi Vanhin Voitehista 10The rest of the day was quiet. Taivuttaa felt this could be safely attributed to the long nap he had collapsed into soon after returning to the office, but he didn't want to trust any assumptions just yet. Harsh light from the streetlamp outside his window cut through the blinds and striated a square section of the carpet. He sat on the edge of the bed and tapped his foot, watching the grains of the carpet brush against the vibrant white and grey of the sock. It wasn't very late, in spite of the streetlamp. He looked up at the door and half-expected to hear a knock.

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Second entry for the Seventh Sanctum Silly Season contest [link] (try saying that one three times fast....)

This time I went to The Grimoire of Questionable Spells and got a very interesting spell that I immediately had an idea for. [link] This is a Meat Mage (my own invention

) performing the spell "Dark Sphere of Sausage". I drew this one to remind people that I do still draw.

I don't think either of my entries will win, there are far more talented people who've already submitted very funny entries (for example ~Cei-Ellem's [link] ) But it's been really fun. If my shoulder will just stop hurting--then I'll start on my for fun entry. Hopefully I'll do more than one for fun entry, but I don't know.

Couple of hours in CP9, using airbrushes for shading, just like in Scarf Girl!

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~Paladin343 Apr 17, 2006 Hobbyist General Artist

as what type? I might be "Acceptance." 'Cause the literal meaning of Catholic is...

oh. sorry. I'll shut up before i REALLY start raving and ranting about the hypocrisy of modern Catholics...

~Kid-Apocalypse Apr 18, 2006

As the type that has spiked hair and gets so lost in the music that I forget my own name. ^-^

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