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Name(s): Iske Vatorstra "The Ancient Monk" Age: 1 billion and 1/2 years old Species: Diszolarian Physical Description: You would see a robot covered in robes. He's made of ancient metal, so ancient that the metal had begun to look like rock. He has 3 eyes, and a mouth he uses to drink...

Tomb, after a long night of loudly snoring, and bumbling incoherent speech while sleeping, was suddenly woken up by the sound of a moving train. Tomb realized what was happening, and excitedly exited his railcar, and looked onward. On the adjacent track, lied a white train, shining the tunnel...

Zanite looked at the man with an appalled face, reading he was a sorcerer. Zanite had a distaste for magic and had always preferred scientific methods of powers. Magic was much too flashy for his taste, and it hardly ever seemed to leave a lasting impact on an audience. He gave a low sigh before...

Tomb nodded in approval at the Fireman's work and began to brew his stew. Tomb looked at the body of the man before he got up and walked towards a wall covered in the bioluminescent plants. "You seem meatless, Fire-man. Not big and strong like Tomb, I fix this.", He yelled, grabbing one of the...

The owner looked in disbelief when Kaden wanted to buy the wagon, and suddenly had an epiphany on why Tomb had been torturing him the past month. It had never occurred to him that he was staring at the wagon, he just thought that he was Tomb's next target. The owner sighed and picked up the...

Zanite had successfully combed over 100,000 books by the time he heard the voice. At the mere sound of the voice, all of his tendrils slowly began to retract back into the main body. He scolded himself for being so careless but soon realized that this would be a perfect opportunity. He...

Tomb trodded outside of the alleyway, accompanied by the Fire-man. Every step he took left a clear indent in the concrete walkway below, but Tomb wasn't particularly paying attention to the damage he was causing and continued on his merry way. He seemed to know exactly where he was heading...

Tomb forwarded his eyes towards the man, and a sudden smile appeared on Tomb's face. His smile faded when he noticed the man's internal struggles, and realized that they might share a problem in common. He walked towards the puddle that was his matchbox car and picked up his lunchbox off the...

Tomb began to play with his matchbox car once more when his hands suddenly began to catch fire. He watched helplessly as his toy melted in his hands. The orange matchbox car was now a puddle of metal and plastic, burning some of the skin on his hand. For a second, he looked at his hands in...

Today is a very special day for Tomb, and there seemed to be a high sense of excitement in his walk. He had been given a high priority target, and from his experience, highly wanted targets tend to give him a greater lunch. He slowly lumbered his way across town, following the map that appeared...

Small towns commonly had urban legends and the small Californian town of Vetal Hikes was no different. The old abandoned museum on Hickory Lane had always been a topic for stories, myths, and legends for the town. The museum was surrounded by a chain-linked fence, separating the clean-cut grass...

Count me in, I suppose.

A bit more of a spicier image then most of my art.

Drew a thing :)

Im fairly happy with the Pixel art I did today. Whoo-hoo.

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