|But...But...this is a kids show!!!|
-radium--radium- by DrowVisionary
"The waste's gonna eat you up."
Veronica's hood slid back over her head as she was pushed gently against the wall, and Cass roughly ran a hand over her chin, a sly smile her on face, a hint of whiskey on her breath. "But that's all right. I can protect you. Wouldn't want anything hurting your pretty little ass, now would we?"
Veronica offered her a smile despite her reddening cheeks. "Guess I'll hold you to that, if you can even remember you said it later on."
Cassidy smirked, leaning in closer, her lips just moments from the other woman's. "I'm not that drunk, baby."
Veronica was used to fighting, to combat. They all were. But it was nothing compared to the war going on now for Hoover Dam.
The Courier had almost reached the Legate's camp; he had most of his companions and a Securitron army at his beck and call, so in their minds there was little to worry about, considering the circumstances. He'd had Veronica and Cass remain behind to keep track of the NCR movements, and pr
|Things I find, and I like. helps me find artists to watch.|
To Be An AlicornSweet Apple Acres was a busy place in the spring. Two young stallions walked the fields with plows in tow, while a mailpony dragged in shipments of seeds and tools, and a couple more ponies were visible amonst the apple trees. Adding to the general bustle was a visitor to the farm who gingerly stepped out of the sky, looked around, and opened the gate into the main homestead area. A filly, not quite yet a mare, with a light green coat and straw-colored hair and baskets strapped to her saddle had been trotting through the area, and noticed the visitor first. She stopped dead in her tracks, eyes as big as the moon.
"Oh, hello." the visitor said. "I'm here to see Applejack. Is she around?"
"G-great-granny Applejack?" the filly asked. The visitor paused, and nodded. The young pony kept her eyes on the visitor and pointed towards the barn. There, in a rocking chair, an ancient mare sat with a worn brown steltson covering her eyes. Her coat was gray but with a healthy sheen, a
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Just a crazy alaskan trying to make some artistic differences in the world. I love Writing, Drawing and gaming.
A note about my art:
I am mostly a fan fiction writer by hobby, and I do fan fictions on anything, regardless of cannonentiality or not, please respect that if you chose to read my works, I am one who takes worlds and mutates them for my purposes like a kitten with a ball of yarn, and I don't plan on changing in that regard any time soon.
Current Residence: apartment complex, Soldotna Alaska
Favourite genre of music: Almost any, excluding country.
Favourite style of art: Anime
Operating System: Pc Laptop
MP3 player of choice: Psp
Wallpaper of choice: Dragon Dance
Skin of choice: My own
Favourite cartoon character: Gim from Record of Lodoss Wars
- "Were all strange, its just to what extent."
- "Yes I'm crazy, so why the hell hasn't the rest of the world caught up with me yet."
- "We all have inner children, and they must be fed, lest we let them starve and destroy that which makes us truly human."
- "The idea that a watcher/subscriber holds any sway over what the artist creates is insulting to the artist themselves, they made that account to create what THEY want, the fact that it happens to correspond to your likes is pure coincidence."
-"Perfection and Perfect are words used to limit a person or an object of its potential to become more then it already is, so as a person who seeks to better myself, I despise perfection."
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