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| His Past, His Present, His Future; Diego's Missing Activities | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 23 2008, 09:08 PM (293 Views) | |
| Skin | Sep 23 2008, 07:54 PM Post #16 |
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Ay dios mio
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| Toad | Sep 23 2008, 07:58 PM Post #17 |
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![]() Damn. ;_; |
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| Alix | Sep 23 2008, 08:23 PM Post #18 |
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but I wanted to be evviill. It's not my fault I only knew who michael palin was and I like Italy!
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[align=center]![]() STRIKE ME DOWN SHOULD HAVE HELD IT ALL ALONE WASH THE QUESTION OFF MY HANDS I'M THE FATE IN NO ONES PLAN[/align] | |
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| Static | Sep 23 2008, 08:42 PM Post #19 |
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![]() Yeah, I knew it would be pretty bad. :crackup: |
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| Quicksand | Sep 23 2008, 09:08 PM Post #20 |
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((Thread will detail Diego's activities from when he was called by the mystery man and left the mansion to the present)) Time of Day Mid day Date in Timeline: July 20 Location: An underground base in the middle of the Mojave Desert It was all tiresome, the trip. It seemed that they had been traveling for weeks on end but in reality it had only been seven days. He and this person, who simply introduced himself as his Master’s Assistant for some strange reason, had been in the car together for days which was almost like torture, especially since MA (Diego now called him that) was so talkative…..that was sarcasm. Not too much had happened in the last few days as they had driven almost half way across the county to wherever they were now. Sleeping nights in random motels and sitting in a car for hours on end was not something to be thrilled about though the only positive thing he could’ve taken from the trip was the scenery changes the encountered through the long drive. It could be so easy for the Mexican mutant to escape now, considering his skills in martial arts and even his mutant abilities but he had to meet this mystery man and find out what he wants and also find out if what he said was true considering his family members. If it was nothing but a lie, he could just easily escape from wherever they were, or so Diego thought. The sandman was sleeping away in the car as they finally reached their destination so he did not see the remaining path of their journey. As the warm rays of the sun stopped gleaming upon his face, darkness enshrouded everywhere as he could feel the transfer from outside to inside. Brown eyes slowly opened as he lifted his head and was awakening to reality. The car had entered a large and empty room with dim lights. This room had metallic walls and had a very “warehouse-like” feeling to it. Turning over to MA, he saw that the man was getting out of the car. Taking off his sunglasses and fixing the tie on his suit, the apparently anti-social man pointed a finger towards Diego and jerked back signaling for him to get out of the car. Diego obviously obeyed since he was tired of sitting inside this car any longer. The large room was a bit cold and had many mechanics to it. ”Where are we? We already where you wanted to take me?” Diego asked the serious man whom he had spent with for a week. “Yes, this is where we part ways Mr. Salinas. Just go through that door on the right and follow the lights. My master should be waiting for you” and that was the most he had heard MA speak throughout the entire trip. Diego watched as an opening on the ground was uncovered and the man suddenly descended into the unknown. So this place had some technological advancement to it. Turning around, Diego wondered where this door was that MA had told since he saw no cracks that were visible on the metallic walls but the darkness shrouded various parts so he walked towards these areas believing the proposed door might be there. Touching the wall, all he felt was the cold and hard metal that covered the walls but it wasn’t until he passed by a certain place on the wall that a door opened almost on cue revealing a long pathway with small light bulbs on the merger of the walls and the ceiling. Diego cautiously entered the room with shifting eyes. He was being very observant of everything that was around him as he could not afford to be careless. He was in a strange and mysterious place where he could be attacked for all he knew. It was in only these times when he was glad his traits from his gang days had not left him. It was a long hallway as it had taken almost ten minutes to fully clear it all before he finally reached a door. Again, he saw no doorknobs on this door but it opened by sliding towards the ceiling revealing a control room looking chamber. As Diego took his first steps into this room, he noticed the windows which appeared as if they were to be observing something. Knobs and switches covered the large panel and somehow, Diego felt that he shouldn’t really be here. The door slammed down behind him causing Diego to jerk back and see the origin of the sound. That briefly put him on high alert since Diego was the kind of person that didn’t like unknown things happening right behind him. Seeing it was really nothing to be scared of the Mexican walked towards the panel to investigate what it was. As he walked closer to the machines, a better view of what was on the other side of the window was more evident. In a way it felt familiar since it was almost a mirror image to how one felt being in the control room of the Danger Room looking down at the events happening below. But it wasn’t the danger room because below his position there weren’t various students active in a training session but various mutants chained to the walls and countless machines surrounding them and either experimenting or torturing them as he saw their mouths open for screams but the room was soundproof as he heard nothing. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes narrowed as he saw the treatment they were receiving. For what purpose was this being done and the most important question as what the hell was this place? The same sound of a door sliding open was heard behind the Mexican causing him to turn around to view who was coming from the door. A man wearing a lab coat and a sort of malicious smile came walking in the room. He was about two inches shorter than he and was older; Diego estimated he was in his late 50s. He wore small glasses which was uncommon for someone of his age and he skewed away from the stereotype of a mad scientist since they had grey and crazy hair but this man was bald, not from his hair falling off but it could be seen that he had shaved his head. The feeling of a scientist came from him and filled the air as Diego began to put two and two together. This was the idiot who sent for him. “Hello Mr. Salinas, we finally meet face to face,” what he had just seen below the control room, his lack of knowledge of what was going on and this man’s smirk just pissed Diego off. Using his natural speed, Diego suddenly turned his body to face the man and like a bullet being shot, he blasted towards the man, grabbed him by the neck and slammed him onto the metallic wall behind him. He was very fast individual though his speed was not of the superhuman level so Diego was no Quicksilver but from the point of view of the average human, his speed was monstrous. In his genes, there was a certain way that his DNA was built that allowed his legs and body to move fast and his experiences also helped. Ever since he was small he has been running be it from bullets, the police or other gang members trying to kill him so he had prepared his heart muscles and leg muscles to their ultimate level in human potential capacity since of course there were mutants who easily excelled his speed. His fingers pushing into the neck of this apparent scientist, the ex-gangster looked like he was ready to snap his neck at any second. For a brief moment his face turned to how it was before he even heard of the X-Men as a face of emotionless and apathy though emotions slowly returned to him. ”So, you’re the pendejo that called for me. Well, now I’m here, just like you asked. Now you owe me carnal. I…want…answers…now…comprendes?” As his last words escaped his mouth, the grip placed upon the man’s neck grew stronger. The scientist was now starting to really gasp for air and a look of fear and anguish appeared on his face. Just when it appeared that Diego might actually snap his neck a red hand suddenly slammed itself on Diego’s arm. His brown eyes suddenly shifted to the owner of this hand and they widened in surprise. The face was familiar, changed but familiar. A person he never thought would actually be here but was hinted to be. His height was almost the same as Diego’s and his features were obviously of Latino descent but he was a complete mutant. His skin was red and his eyes differently colored with his left a glowing red and his right eye yellow like gold. A tattoo marked his left cheek as “M” which was something new but the tattoo on the left side of his neck brought memories of its representation back into the sandman’s head. His black hair curled at the ends where it was revealed from the white beanie on his head. His cousin Antonio Salinas was really here. When Diego was starting his teens, his cousin was caught by the police during a robbery and was sent to prison and that was the last time he had seen him. Though his cousin was obviously older now, he could still be recognized. ”No Diego. I wouldn’t recommend that primito. If ya were smart, ya would let this vato be. There’s a lot at stake here, holmes, let him go cause I don’t wanna hurt my own sangre, especial one I haven’t seen in years” Antonio’s red hand slowly slid down Diego’s arm to his hand and applying a bit of pressure allowed it to drop his grip from the man’s neck. Diego was still in shock of seeing his cousin again, but this wasn’t going to be a happy reunion as Diego was certain that Toni’s sentence was still in effect so how the hell was he here and out of prison? Diego’s eyes looked up and down on his cousin as all the memories triggered once more of his past. His gang life. The younger Mexican also felt a dramatic increase in the temperature of the room which triggered even more memories. His cousin naturally produced heat which resulted in the temperature change. Damn it all, he didn’t want those memories to return. ”Toni….por dios…its really you. Carajo….why are you here? No, more importantly, how the fuck did you escape prison?” Diego was serious and showed no real happy emotions for finding out that someone of his family was still alive. ”Si its me. I expected somethin’ different from ya, Loco. I didn’t know ya would turn yur back on yur own family and give a cold reception. What ev’r happened to family honor, eh?” ”Don’t call me Loco. Loco was my Sureño and I’m not a gangster anymore. Now por favor, answer me. How did you escape from prison?” ”This really isn’t da best time to git into da details but you could say I left witha bang” Diego simply looked at Toni with cautious eyes and a confused face since he wasn’t sure what he was talking about but he knew it wasn’t good. Diego suddenly looked down as he saw the man start to stand and really gasp for air as Diego had almost crushed in his windpipe but unlike most people this apparent scientist did not show fear nor a sense of hatred instead he just smiled and began to chuckle. At that moment, a chill ran down Diego’s spine. After a few cracking of his neck and brief stretching, he turned his eyes towards Diego. “Amazing, you’ve managed two years away from Los Angeles and your old lifestyle and yet you display these violent tendencies, you are a bigger asset to us than I originally thought. I was stunned by your speed and reaction time if I didn’t know better I could have sworn that it was your mutation but humans can achieve your level of speed with training and experience. But, excuse me I’ve been rambling on. I realize that I have been rude to you and we have failed to introduce ourselves, well mainly me since I already know all about you. I am Dr. Clyde Morrison and I believe you probably have guessed it but I am a scientist. This is my laboratory. Wonderful, is it not? The finest and most advanced of equipment and commodities have been installed into this place.” ”You said us…who’s us?” “Ah yes, there is still much you are ignorant of. By us I meant myself, my assistants, my colleagues, and my associates the FoH, Friends of Humanity. If you haven’t heard of them you soon will. Now, I shall answer the question that has probably preoccupied your mind the most. ‘Why am I here?’ You are here because we have need of you. I am a scientist that has been quite infatuated with your kind, with the homo superior race. I wish to learn everything about you and how your body’s work and if you are an evolved form of humanity or a completely separate species now. I wish to learn what determines your abilities and if it targets your brains as well. I also wish to know if what occurs naturally in your bodies can be regulated into the bodies of the average human being. This being said, for me to be able to comprehend these questions I need test subjects and experiments,” the man walked towards the window and signaled with his hand out the window showing the large chamber below this control room, “This is my testing room and what you see below are my test subjects. They’re not your ordinary mutants as most of the ones I’ve collected are wanted criminals and the slime of society since they have broken the laws of world. The world will not miss them so I’ve been given permission to freely do as I wish with them and let me tell you that I’ve learned a lot though I still do not know enough. I’ve also been given a job by the FoH, which is why you and your cousin are important” ”So, you basically want me an Toni to become test subjects for you and your loco experiments? Que pendejo eres. Hell no! You really think I’d ever let you experiment on me?” “Actually, I knew you wouldn’t. Good night Mr. Salinas” The scientist turned around and Diego turned to his cousin who looked to be frustrated and with his head lowered looking to the floor. He obviously knew something that the human hadn’t told him. Diego tried to reach for the scientist but before he could he felt someone suddenly be behind him. He didn’t like that and his instincts took over causing him to turn around to view who it was. The second he saw the person behind him, his face was engulfed in a sparkling smoke which rushed into his lungs and instantly gave the Mexican a headache. His body suddenly became weak causing him to fall to the ground and his vision was going blurry. Everything was fading until it was all pitch black and he slipped into unconsciousness. |
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| Wiccan | Sep 23 2008, 11:08 PM Post #21 |
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![]() well, hell. |
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| Jet Black | Sep 24 2008, 12:16 AM Post #22 |
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![]() I knew it.... --edit-- Won't work for me... it says I'm pure evil though... I will be if all this shit won't work for me.... -grumble grumble- |
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| Grimalkin | Sep 24 2008, 12:38 AM Post #23 |
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![]() *thinks to self* I wonder if they'll believe this. |
[align=center]Goldfish vs. Mittens: mission 'distraction' accomplished. ![]() The most wondrous ability ever: to turn into a... cat.[/align] | |
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| Vic | Sep 26 2008, 11:26 PM Post #24 |
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People thought I was crazy. They thought it didn't exist. But I have proven them ALL wrong.![]() I HAVE FOUND CHOCOLATE BUBBLE GUM!! (Gir must be jealous) |
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| Kelrian | Sep 27 2008, 03:22 PM Post #25 |
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Is me![]() With one of my evil fluffy minions ![]() With bedhead. Avvy does not like mornings.
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| Toad | Sep 27 2008, 03:34 PM Post #26 |
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Awww! :D You are so cute, Kel! LOL OMFG! Chocolate Bubblegum?!?! AWESOMESAUCE! xD |
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| Ari Boyd | Sep 28 2008, 05:02 AM Post #27 |
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| Jason Helio | Sep 28 2008, 05:16 AM Post #28 |
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| Quicksand | Sep 28 2008, 08:39 PM Post #29 |
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Date in Timeline: July 23 Time of Day: 9:30 PM The darkness was finally starting to fade as an image began to slowly form. He was standing in the middle of a street he felt he knew very well. The houses were old and raggedy with signs of natural damage and manmade. Bullet holes were engraved in the walls to show the sign of battle. Older cars were parked in the front and a large sign of Latino, mainly Mexican, influence could be seen all throughout the neighborhood. There was another influence around this place as well, gang graffiti. Brown eyes carefully eyed the street label which read “Avenue 53” and with that he knew where he was. This barrio was called “Highland Park” and he was back in East Los Angeles. He had no idea what emotion to express. Should he be happy, disgruntled, or sad? The mixing of those emotions was all he could feel. It was around this area where he was raised. After immigrating from Mexico at the young age of seven, Diego Salinas Guerra grew in this town and here is where everything about him happened. It carried lots of painful and saddening memories but also enjoyable memories came though they were overshadowed. The Mexican carefully sat on the curb and looked around. He was realizing once again how fucked up his life had been. It was amazing that he did not develop a mental disorder. His mother, father, older brother, aunt and uncle had died right before his eyes and all on the same day. He had to protect his sister from then on but he had something else on the back of his young mind, revenge. His older cousin gave him that. His damned gang life. The list would continue as he recalled the day his younger cousin Crystal disappeared from Toni’s home. She ran away and Diego often suspected it was because she was tired of her brother’s gangster lifestyle since she believed he would end up dead or in prison. Her prediction came true a bit later as he was arrested and sent away to prison, that was the last time he saw his cousin. The last trauma came from his sister’s “death”. He could’ve snapped but he didn’t and he wasn’t sure why. So many other factors would come in which he also didn’t want to think about but seeing this city and neighborhood again brought everything back. Two words could describe his life, tragic and fucked. What would describe him though? Suddenly he turned around as the sound of a door slamming open was heard behind him. Three teenage Latino males ran out of the house as fast as they could. They were all wearing red clothing and Diego could see their tattoos on their bodies. Gang members and obviously not Sureño. Two other gangster ran from the house but this time they were wearing blue and had the tattoos of “Sur Side, Sur 13, XIII, Avenues, 323” which were the symbols which represented allegiance to the Mexican Mafia meaning Sureños, his former gang. They were chasing the three wearing red and firing bullets at them with guns which could be found on a seven year old around here. Politics was occurring as it was called. Diego noted another gang member standing before the running gangsters causing them to suddenly stop. He was also wearing all blue but his face was covered by a blue bandana which they called rags and another one on his head thus only revealing his brown eyes. Diego was a bit far away but he somehow felt this scene familiar and the hidden Latino also familiar. The next thing that happened took Diego completely by surprise. The teenage Latino suddenly morphed his body into what appeared to be parts of the sedimentary rock known to all as sand and suddenly launched himself like a sandstorm into the path of the three enemies. There would be major discomfort and injury since his sand would rip open skin and slam into their bodies at high speeds which made it like tiny rocky bullets. The quantity and force of the sand would also send the teenagers flying back and slamming into the ground. He knew the effects and the how for what was happening. As the mutant teen began reforming his body back to his human form, Diego knew who it was. He was looking at himself. His younger self turned around to see the downed bodies several feet away with large gashes on their skin. Blood spilled from their throats and body as various tiny holes were seen as well. Moaning and crying in agony, the enemy gangsters were still alive and every breath they took was torture. Diego eyes widened and his body stood still as he watched the scene knowing the difference of being a spectator to his own doings. On of them tried to stand up with obvious agony and despair on his face and the blood spilled from the holes and rips on his body. A double butterfly kick suddenly slammed into his wounded face causing his already bloody body more reason to hurt and bleed. The kick was wonderfully executed but the use of it was cruel. Was he really like that? The younger Diego suddenly pulled down the blue rag on his face and showed his fifteen year old face to the gangsters on the ground. ”Just die already” he said as he took out a MAC-10 Semi-automatic pistol from his pocket and pressed it against one of their foreheads. The rapid firing of the bullets ripped open their skulls and pierced the brain sending the residue out of the recently made hole and splattering it on the concrete floor. The other two tried to crawl away from their to be murderer in pain but the Mexican mutant turned his gun to them and fired 10 bullets into each of their bodies. Overkill. This street was bloody and more deaths were to be added onto his long list. Unknowingly, Diego had stood up and had taken a couple of steps towards the scene. His younger self stared at him intently as his gun began to rise and the last thing he heard was the sound of a bullet shot. His eyes suddenly opened and the Mexican rose quickly from his sleeping position as he was seriously panting and felt his heart racing like crazy. His eyes were wide and he could feel a strange sensation in his head as if he had just relived the former scene. It was a dream, a nightmare of his own past. A brief glimpse into his criminal life. His head throbbed and it felt like he had been sleeping for days. Days? How long was he out? A better question, where was he? Using his special observant skills, Diego shifted his eyes constantly as he inspected every angle of his location. It was a dark and large room with little accommodates and had a very old styled torture cell feeling to it. At the other side of the room were bars with a strange bluish aura flowing from them. It became clear he was in a cell, a strange cell. The shadows covered much of the place except for his area which was lit in the light of the hallway on the other side of the cell. Turning his head to see the shadows he suddenly felt something dangling from his left ear which was strange since he didn’t have an earring put on and even if he did it would never be that long. Reaching up to touch it, he noted it felt similar to the tags they put on animals in the zoo. ”Don’ jingle that too much ‘r else yur celly’ll wake up,” a voice suddenly rang out. Looking up from the direction of the voice, he saw his cousin sitting down in the cell across from his own. They were separated by a single hallway and the bluish aura dispersed by the cell bars disoriented the vision on the other side of the cell but he could still recognize him. Diego stood quickly and ran to the cell bars to get a better view of the outside. ”Toni? That you?” ”’Corse it’s me. How many other red colored Mexican’s do YOU know, eh?” ”What is this place? Why are we here? What’s going on?” ”Caray, been sleepin’ f’r three days and then wake up with a shit load of questions” ”Tres dias? Que” ”That’s what I said, primo. Fairyboy appeared ‘nd sprinkled stardust on ya which knocked ya out. If ya don’ want it to happen again, don’ mess ‘round with the doc again. Ya don’ know it but we gotta lot at stake here.” ”I ‘member you said something like that when I first got here. What did you mean by there’s a lot at stake?” Toni sighed and now stood up. Placing his hands in his pockets, he calmly walked the nearest he could to the bars before actually touching them. A look of seriousness and a hint of sadness appeared upon his red face. His multicolored eyes stared into his cousin’s brown eyes and after a few seconds a flicker of fire could be seen within his eyes. Antonio clenched his fists, ”He’s got’em. Both of’em.” Diego wasn’t really sure who he was talking about so a look of confusion remained on his face. ”De Que hablas?” ”The only remainin’ people of our family, fool. My sis Crystal and your hermana Flor too. Homeboy’s got’em caged somewhere like us and is trying to experiment on them. He’s threatenin’ to kill ‘em if we don’ do as they say. He built some machine which is connected to his life and theirs meanin’ that if somethin’ happens to him, they’ll die too. Blackmail. Pendejo. If I ever get a chance, I’m gonna rip him apart with my bare hands. Damn human” Diego suddenly fell back and his eyes widened from the shock of it all. His sister was still alive? It couldn’t be true could it? He remembered seeing the report of his sister’s death, she took a bullet to the head and it was certain she couldn’t survive that. He saw her body, he saw the evidence so how was this possible? Could it have been a trick? It was a possibility but from what Toni was saying it sounded as if he had seen them. If it was true, then that bastard was holding them basically hostage. He too felt the urge to kill that scientist though he knew he shouldn’t but he couldn’t help it. If it was true he wouldn’t let his sister or cousin die or be experimented on by some scientist trying to learn about their kind. ”Flor is alive? I’ll kill him. My family…our family. They’re in this building and he’s holding them hostage. Fuck that!” Diego took a step back and concentrated on transforming his body into his sand form. He would then slip through the bars and free his cousin. He would then try to think of something to escape this place with his sister and cousins as well as defeating this seemingly insane scientist. Slamming his hand on the bars he expected to flow through but his hand banged on the bar as if he was a normal human. He instantly felt a sting of pain since he hit the bar hard. Something was wrong, his body wouldn’t turn into sand. ”Don’ bother. The blue stuff comin’ from the bars nullify ya. They used the same thing on me back in the pen. I would’ve melted them already if it wasn’t there” ”Chingado!” Diego finally yelled as Toni shook his head and placed a finger to his lips. ”Shhhh! Don’ yell so loud. Yur not the only one in yur cell ya know. Ya’ll wake Toro up…….fuck, too late” ”Toro?” He suddenly felt a presence behind his body which gave a chill down his spine. He didn’t like anyone standing behind him like that due to his gang mentality and life so he felt the urge to flip backwards and slam his foot into the face of whoever was there but decided against it. Turning around, he saw the giant silhouette of a huge being. The figure was about 8 feet tall and his eyes were glowing directly at Diego. This was one of the few times when his heart skipped a beat from fear, not real fear but a little quiver. Taking two steps to the side, the light hit his body and he could completely view him. Brown fur covered his body and he looked as if he was part bull and part man. The images of a Minotaur suddenly entered his mind. A golden ring was placed on the union of his bull-like nostrils. Two large horns grew from the sides of his head and his entire body looked muscular. Wearing no shoes, Diego could see hooves instead of normal feet. The Minotaur lowered his monstrous body towards Diego and lightly snorted out like a true bull. As Diego saw his furred bull face, he noted there was a large “M” tattoo on his left cheek or whatever he had. “You awoke me” |
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| Toad | Oct 1 2008, 03:45 PM Post #30 |
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Pfft! Yay More crap! My first try at Toad. With no reference either... I plan to really try to make a better Toad when I actually have something to look at. ![]() A try at Creeper in Anime form. ![]() And another Creeper. Hes so much fun to work with cause I don't have to deal with much skin color. xD ![]() Yeah, I'll try to draw some more soon. Working on Dr Doom right now. xD |
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