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and I are developing for a new arc storyline of RA comic [link] that will take place every Wednesday! with tiny touch-ups by me, check out Luna133's DA gallery and go give it a watch!
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... given how bleak this world is, though, I doubt this living patch of hope and happiness is going to last very long.
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Do you like Futuristic sci-fi machines? Or historic tanks and machines from WW2, including the rare and unknown prototypes such as the maus and e-100?
If so then go here: [link]
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Do you like Futuristic sci-fi machines? Or historic tanks and machines from WW2, including the rare and unknown prototypes such as the maus and e-100?
If so then go here: [link]
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"Uh..."
*looks at his cantine*
"What was in that water I just drank!?"
"I must warn the mushroom men!"
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Everyone polishes their sword in their own way. No matter how similar a sword would look the blade is always different.
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I swear when I grow up, I won't just buy you a rose.
I will buy the flower shop, and you will never be lonely.
The Gambler-Fun.
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"I may have been a terrible father... But I can at least show my boys something cool!" ~Van Hohenheim, ch.105
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"You have God within you, poor wretch, and know it not." - Epictetus.
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What is real? How do you define real? If you're talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste, and see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain...