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another small drawing i made... the guy with the whiskey: Pte. Hawkes, the other guy, Sgt. Husso. i know... i suck at shading...

i also did some fics. as usual with my personality, it includes muskets and redcoats. i discussed the idea with a couple of buddies to get some feedback on what should i write. i came up with the idea of making it a straight romantic-ish pg-16 fic. what i love bout it is that when shit gets too hot, i throw a bucket of freezing water at it. it hints a lot that something happened, but the doubt remains. it ended up being hilarious, but has that redcoat feeling and the smell of black powder all over. that pic i posted before was part of chapter 2.

[Harper is wounded] Patrick Harper: Am I going to die this time, Father? Father Curtis: Yes, my son. Have you any last wishes? Patrick Harper: I wish I'd married Ramona, Father. Father Curtis: I can grant you that before you go. Quickly, now. Do you Patrick Harper take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife? Say "I do!" Patrick Harper: I do. Father Curtis: Do you Ramona Gonzales take this man to be your husband? Say "I do!" Ramona: I do. Father Curtis: I now pronounce you man and wife. Now, get up and kiss the bride. Patrick Harper: I thought you said I was going to die, Father! Father Curtis: Sure, we're ALL going to die, Patrick.

i cant do anything till i'm done with my IB mock exams.... that will be around december 15.

mhm... and together they can wreak havoc on any foe. that's why the american and french revolutions succeeded (at first. then monsieur Napoleon showed up) anyways... i was bored today so i drew this:

if only that bloody bot could be applied ingame.... perfect for trolling....

none have muskets, ergo i dont give a sh*t

the sky's coming down on top of me. its all dark... and.... holy shit a fuckin lightning... i'm scared... HELP ME

i think if you ever got a "cutie mark", blue, it would be a sword, ink and pen.

the engineer saying "what is beauty?"

9/10... idk why but i can't give it a 10. sorry, mate.

good god... i also used to love that series... for some reason my mind turns the floatin head in "not a farmer" into a trollface...

10/10. simply because we fucked up that song so much in the spanish version...

welcome back lad, no hard feelings on us?

(the two ladies are prisoners of some deserters) Sarah: Don't worry. I'm married to a French colonel. We fell in love before this war began. He's a brave man and he'll come for me soon, I know he will. Isabella: I'm married to an English colonel. He's a coward, and he won't come at all.

a flag stand with my colours, standing in the mid of a battlefield. what do you think it's more important, knowledge or imagination? take into account that knowledge is limited to what we already know, while imagination has no bounds at all.

bad idea: charging with fixed bayonets in open field. i experienced it myself.

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10/10 i feel generous today.

-Fy3tSim3to

3 cheers for Obsidian's comic. HIP HIP HUZZAH! HIP HIP HUZZAH! HIP HIP HUZZAH!

welcome, both of ye, lads. enjoy your stay in the forums.

i hate going off topic, specially after Alyxx's post but... it's been 2 weeks since last post here...