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The sky. They say it's the limit. I say it's that. The limit. Here I am, flying side by side with my two partners, Lilith, and Jesse. Both more or less better than me. Supposedly we're heading somewhere to relax and better connect, coming from someone who's a case of Kenpachi. Why am I even referencing Bleach--I mean BLEEGH--in the first place?
But right now, I am really fucking exhausted, flapping my wings weakly. How am I still flying?

Lilith kept looking at me with those pale blue eyes, shaped out of concern. I know what she's thinking. I'm going to drop. I manage to catch her staring. Her in her short sleeved jacket covering a tank top, with jeans. Her toned abdomen exposed by the shortness of the shirt and jacket. Her blonde, blue highlighted locks that hang forth as bangs, and no where else. As the back of her head remains short. How we are flying? Well all three of us have our scales.
Lilith's scales span along her arms, only skin there are is the biceps. Blue scales, shining as bright as lightning. 'Lightning Lil'. One bundle of horns on the left side of her head, the right holding but the base of horns. Suggesting they were cut off. A tail would sway around during idle. Obviously completely coated in scales. Her ears were like elf ears, except well y'know. Scales. She had large wings protruding her back, with blue scales, and generic yellow membrane.

When I look over at Jesse, she too was looking at me, but didn't quite share a genuine expression like Lilith. She was disappointed. I have low endurance, what can I say?
Her eyes were of a strong glare, a cold, strong glare, holding a bright red color. Her hair flowed to the shoulders as red as the bottled fury you can see in her eyes, highlighted with grey. She wore a black jacket with red trims, short sleeves, and high collar, topped with a bright red one that only meets the edge of her abdomen. She wears nothing under either one, exposing the cleavage of her large breasts, as well as a large scar that runs from the sample of her well built frame, that being her abs, all the way through the cleavage and touching her neck. She too wears jeans, red jeans. Talk about a generic style.
She had red scales, large scales, like that of scythes poised into a bush, coming from under sturdier, more well-structured masses of scales, Gold scales at that. Apparently ears like Lilith's are common, just matching colors is all. Golden horns, trimmed with red, one protruding her forehead, and two others from the temples of her head. Our wings and tails are of mostly common features, aside from, again, matching colors. She has more scars than Lilith, which is more scarier than the fact she's draconic, and well built. She has more experience. A scar spanning through her torso, one tapping her chin, another spanning over her left eye, as well as a longer one stretching over the bridge of her nose.

We were approaching our long distanced destination soon, slowed into gliding, just over the ocean. Thanks to my poor performance, we get good rest, and a good breeze. Sometimes fish leap out, and we end up having the luck of catching such. It makes me feel like a vulture... the ones that glide through valleys, and snatch up bones as their meals.
Thanks to the carried momentum from descending over the ocean, we covered much more ground, er, water, and reached our destination. Japan. Of all places...
I've nothing against Japan, but when you learn more of me, and been around where I have, you'll learn why it'd be red flag-ish that someone like me is heading to Japan.
Looking into the water, I'm more exhausted than I thought. At least I look it. Looking at my reflection, I appear as a Caucasian male, with near albino skin, brown eyes, illusive with aggression, since kids say I look ready to murder someone, and auburn hair tucked over my ears and tied into a single bunch. Much facial hair covers my chin, as well as over my upper lip. I wore a black tank top, holding my white fleece jacket with black graffiti of an incoherent pattern. My scales were black and grey, with red glowing, some even poised sharply, my hands appearing as though I was wearing gauntlets. My tail's scales are shaped even more sharply. My wings had a pale grey membrane unlike most with the yellow membrane. Horns protrude my forehead, curling backward, and over, slightly curling up, with traces of a red glow erupting from the cracks.
Since we're gliding, I'm more relaxed, as this does not require much effort, just flap to go up, and go back down to retrieve momentum.
By the time we hit shores, we decide to pass the shores, and just continue further.
We eventually come up on a large city, surrounded with the mountainsides.

"A'ight, we're gonna head there and settle down." Jesse recommended. She was the one who suggested this overall, really. "All in favor?" She rose a hand, Lilith shrugged.
"Let's just head the fuck down to sit down for fuck's sake, my wings are killin' me" I complained. We then swoop down, planning to land toward the middle of the city, but then a chill went up my spine.
Something isn't right. I stopped, and turned to face a forested area. A specific spot had an extremely abnormal shade.
If there was background music, please don't que the ominous horror ambiance, because this felt awfully bad.
Without their notice, I parachuted down there without Lilith and Jesse.

This really had my attention... maybe some sort of super weapon that was cursed... I already have a former cursed ring, what more do I need?
I landed finally, and already hear commotion as I approach the area. A male voice in stress, a female giggle. This doesn't add up... for all I know I'm about to intrude on a reverse rape, or there's gonna be even more crazy shit.
I stroll over by a tree, and peer around it. There it is. The struggle. There sits a boy with short, dark blue hair, held down with a swarm of pale, slender arms coming from the shadows. And before him stands a slender woman in a red dress frilled with black, wearing cut off sleeves, and her black, long hair tied into two uneven bunches. Pig tails, how generic...
The most striking thing, aside from the restraints on the boy, was a giant black mass towering over the woman, cogs turning steadily in this darkness.

"oh hell... shit's already turning anime.." I grumbled. I'm probably going to make a mistake, but I'm not going to stand here impotently. I rush forward, and stopped, bellowing a snarl as a core of brimstone builds up in my mouth. I caught the woman by surprise, and unleashed it into a violent blast. Suddenly several bodies emerge, and gather between her and I, shielding the woman. They appear to be... her..?! Shit's getting crazier.
Some of them are recoiled back from the blast, while a few others are burned apart, only a few stand with minor injuries. I stood in shock from the sudden appearance, and the woman shook her head angrily.

"It looks as though Shido~San and I won't be having our alone time..." she sighed, a twisted grin cracked her face.
Another cliche. Sadism. Will someone please recycle my brain, because not only that, but also she used the "San" term. "Er.... before anything, can someone make a noose for people who use bits of their language with other languages--AKA, weeaboos?" I insulted, referring to the woman as a weeaboo, despite her appearing Japanese. She creased her eye brows at me while frowning, questioning the term.
Soon after, the bodies which were used as a shield pulled out flintlock pistols and rifles, and opened fire, I leaped away immediately, groaning disappointingly at this trivial attack.

I dash on downward, and slash their backs open, one click later, and I stop before I make my next move. I glanced over my shoulder, the woman now wields a pistol and rifle. "...tch this is so trivial." I groaned, proceeding to swipe the rifle from her hand with a kick, and then rushed her with my hand coming toward her neck. But, as soon as I brushed up against her elegant, pale skin, something grabbed me. Allot of something. I am pulled away, and thrown aside, I recover instantly, and leveled my glare over the woman. She crossed her arms, already retrieved her rifle, both weapons pointing opposite directions like clock hands, as from the black mass erupts a golden clock.
A darkness comes from the actual minute hand reflected by the rifle, and is absorbed into the barrel.

She proceeds to fire two rounds, I incline my stance aside, dodging one, and then proceeding to swipe the other away, but then suddenly as soon as that happens, everything turned to black. I could not move, could not see, only the homicidal laughter of the woman's voice I could hear.
A great inferno of pain spread all over my body, like bullets battering my skin rapidly, and piercing with slight ease. After 5 seconds of the torment, with the boy screaming in the background, the gunfire comes to a halt. Then suddenly I feel the presence of something cold. Very cold... as the dead.
My vision returned, and I could move again, however I am weakened, as I was shot to death. I am slightly limp, held by my arms at ethereal hands. The woman stared in shock, and fear. For she did not know what was with me.

Eight spectral forms of dark armaments were gathered around me, two of them carrying me. Oceans of voices were scattering the forest, in a dark tongue. A tongue I understood clearly. I finally had a more steadier look at the woman directly. Her right eye was bright red, and her left eye was decorated with a golden clock.

I coughed a bit, blood erupted from my mouth, and one of the forms wiped it off before I got to. "What's the matter? never seen spookers..?" I made the term up. Basically substituting for the term "undead". Once again the woman in the dress looked at me oddly. I got off my knees, the figures telling me to go home and rest, to allow them the pleasure. I denied the offer, and shook, allot of the wounds already closing up, and becoming sealed.

"Mayhaps round two?" I gestured her to make her move. My body still hurts, so I can't take my time with this fight. It feels like a shit load of BBs were shot through my body... who knows, maybe I'll end up with blisters. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a ring. It was a dirty silver, trimmed with a worn obsidian, and decorated with pieces of flawed emerald. I proceed to slip it onto my index finger, and a sharp, burning sensation overcame my finger, like branding, burning in what felt like symbols, and the sensation just spreads into my chest, my heart coming to a violent halt.
My body erupts into a full inferno of chaos and darkness, flames radiating from my grasp, a blade-like shape growing from my left hand, while the fire in my right just grew. I then inclined my head while she grinned, we charged, and collided, blade against gun. The fire suddenly erupts, and singes her shoulder, proceeding to wrap her neck as I kicked her off, swinging her around, and unleashing a blast on her. She vanished into the dark "W-what..--?!" I am dashed through the ground, and erupt thrown against a tree, cracking it in half, and causing it to fall over me. Gunfire is unleashed through the tree, and I unleashed an explosive wave of fire, blowing apart the tree bits, and eviscerating the projectiles. I then dash over to the woman, and baited an evasive action, thrusting toward her head, and then tripping her upon dodge.

My next motion is to dash her through the ground with my free hand, but then I am pulled away by the neck by one of her doubles, and shot in the knee. Great now I'm crippled. This isn't good. A corner. Predator turned to prey, as I collapse to the ground.
The ethereal forms stood in the way, and press themselves onto the woman after two of them had dealt with the double simultaneously. She receded into the dark immediately, and I am then hoisted up into the air with her arms under my own. A hostage situation. Even worse.
We floated to the air, her pistol pressed against my head as she giggled. "Aside... from them.. I didn't come alone.." Suddenly she erupts into a scream, and then we drop to the ground. I crawled away to finding Jesse holding her by the head, her claws threatening to dig into her flesh.

The boy she was holding hostage earlier is up, and hollering at Jesse to stop, she then proceeds to toss the body at him violently. "Jesse! Unnecessary cruelty there!" I shouted, oblivious to the irony here. "Look at you, using the ring on that woman." She already figured the irony out. Gunshots are blasted at her, a few bouncing off her limbs, and she charges at one source of fire, several limbs drag me off "s-shit..!" the dark slowly crept over the limbs and over me, until Lilith drops down, and grabs my leg, dragging me off from the dark grasp of the woman's shadow. The ethereal figures join the fight, then suddenly the woman shouted "if you're here to stop me, then try as you may!" I glanced over, and there she is, holding the boy hostage again. Several clicks later, and Lilith is held at gunpoint as well. The ghosts hesitated, but then proceed to discard the doubles, and she gets flustered, firing at them, and suddenly one of her own doubles' rifles is struck through her chest.

Jesse stood behind her with the woman impaled "you're awfully arrogant, and running out of tactics...." she growled in aggravation, clearly getting fed up with all this. I guess the next turn of events, and shouted "Jesse! evade quickly!" suddenly a gunshot blasts against her back, and she is frozen in a black mass. Lilith gazed in shock and sorrow "J-Jesse....!". Gunfire shot through her at every angle possible, much like what had happened to me. Lilith is then hit across the head, and dropped to the ground. "D-Damn! Damn it all to hell!" I shouted in regret and sorrow, slowly giving into anger as I forced myself onto my feet. I rose my hands up weakly, the fires burning greatly from my body erupt into a colossal, volatile climax, burning off the doubles, brightly shining over the dark, and even reaching the potentially original person herself, burning her immensely.

"S-See you in hell..." I grumbled as I fell to the ground knee first, and collapse fully, giving in finally as the flames fade from my body, and the ring disappearing.

What felt like seconds turned to longer than expected, and I finally come back, finding myself in a hospital bed, 5 feet away from 2 others, which hold Jesse and Lilith separately. A body is pressed over me, and I panicked, pushing it off. It appears to be a nurse with unkempt, grey hair tied aside, wearing a worn lab coat with a stitched up teddy bear resting in its chest pocket, and underneath was worn a pink shirt which held the girth of her breasts. Her eyes were blue, but most notably dull, and baggy. She retreated with a light nod after pulling out a PDA, and muttering for a moment.

She finally got back to me "apologies, I was trying to figure a way past your... scales..." at first I didn't catch along, but then it so turns out she needed to put in the usual hospital bed equipment. I was still sore, so I just refrained from any sudden motions. "So... where exactly is this...?" I asked. "You're in the sick bay on board the Fraxinus" "on board? like a boat?" I kept pressing questions like an idiot. I stopped, noticing that things were a bit lighter, as I lifted my arm. "...oh... a ship..." an air craft at that. And we're a bit high up by the seems of it. High altitudes mean thinner air, which I assume the ship has its own stuff for that, and lighter gravity, which I guess shouldn't be a problem, should it..? Unless we're too high.
I moved the subject to earlier "s-shit--the boy! hope I didn't kill the poor bastard... at least I took out that damn sadist--" "Shido has already recovered, however did suffer some severe burns strangely enough. The woman you were against is no ordinary woman, she's a spirit. The most dangerous at that. I'll explain the rest later, I have to go check with other patients." she interrupted, and proceeded to dismiss herself. "B-But.. what of them..." I referred to Lilith and Jesse. "They're both alive and well. They didn't suffer as much burning as did the spirit, and Shido." She dismissed my concerns, and took her leave.

I sighed of relief, relaxing finally. I would hear giggling and laughter in the back of my head. Her laughter... the 'spirit'. But then, the worst has yet to come. A minute later, the woman I had supposedly disposed of has appeared before me, standing over my bed "oh fuck!" I coiled back, but notice the room has turned to a darkness, much like back in the forest. I flinched, expecting the end. She giggled, and placed her hand on my head. "My name is Tokisaki... Tokisaki Kurumi.." she said casually. "It's been fun meeting you, Eric..." with a smile she sunk back into the dark. "The hell.." I tried to remain calm now. Kurumi Tokisaki... she would have killed me there, but instead she greets and leaves...? I've a feeling she'll come back around allot to fuck up my day even more... .
Horrendous Crossover With Generic Anime Character
Just some trash I kept thinking of through out my days. I know it's been a while since I did some novalty and all, and that all of my previous writings have gone into the scraps, I'll explain that.
The previous writings belong to the trash bin with the character it featured, Spartan_1144, a Garry Stu forged from my naive, primitive mind of the past. Which I allowed a certain someone to kill.

So on to the point!
Here we have something peculiar, now before I discuss this alone I'll let you guys know I've been creating allot of... "Me's".. lately... personas of myself with all the thought I overall have. This features one of them, and potentially the most original of them. A Me that was living a normal American life, until was shocked to find out he was orphaned some unexplained way, and his real mother wants him back. aaaaafffttterrrr 16 years of being missing, so now teenage nonsense and all. Anywho, longstory short, the Me is draconic, or part dragon and human, and the whole ring thing probably contradicts my point of "most original", because it's meant to be from lord of the rings... It's not some ring that what? Morgoth made or something? Nah it's the Witchking's ring. Putting my horrendous idealology aside, let's get to the point of this.

It's a stupid crossover to a certain trending anime called Date A Live, which is a harem anime that follows a supposedly ordinary orphan boy, and yadayadayada yada. you can google this yourselves. here I put the Me, his partners for a short time, and his unwanted, yet helpful Nazgul (the ones that survived from the final war in the LOTR series which I'm assuming the rest aside from the Witchking survived), against Kurumi Tokisaki. Which potentially results in trauma, and unwanted pestering, as well as wound salting (metaphorically speaking. hence the trauma bit. Kurumi's obviously interested, but considering character, she'll know Me has suffered trauma from this skirmish, and will probably tease and poke fun an awfully unnecessary lot.).

Now to sleep, and drown myself in self-insult and criticism of being a potential weeaboo scum.
Auf wiedersehen, and do take care of yourselves. I know this trash was cringy to read, but just try to pull through.
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Slow The Fuck Down! by ALEXMERCERXX
Slow The Fuck Down!
Basically what TF2 has become as a whole in the non-competition side of things.
And I love every bit of it.

This was a bit rushed, and was just basically what happened last night during some TF2 playing in Dispenz0r's Fun Server.
Didn't bother about the map since it was Chambers where grappling is enabled, not much love put into this and that is literally my spy.
I've a lucky outfit considering the rest of my backpack.
Again I apologize for the lack of convenience in this.

Hell I could have popped in a few conga-goers in the background some illogical way, with sammiches leakin' outta the heavy's pocket.
Much potential... much neglect.
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I'm extremely late on the matter, and probably should have zero rights to posting in relation toward the subject, but watching tribute videos about it really reminded me of how the GMod veterans can be loved so greatly, and that some might even be absolutely... I can't even describe off the top of my head. I just type as I go, that's really all there is to me.
Back to the subject, Kitty0706's unfortunate passing.
I've little to no connection to him - just that I only watched his team fabulous 2 video, and that was it. I went and saw some tributes, especially from DasBoSchitt, and it just hit me in the face, stomach, and dick, and just left a massive, gaping hole in my stomach about how disconnected I was from this and that, so and so.
I don't get much word going around either, so I'm pretty cut off from everything else. And just having watched farewells, and hearing of this guy, I tried to hold back my bitter judgment toward everything I see (including my work and myself), and knew that I wouldn't just be disrespecting him, but also basically all the other awesome veterans of Garry's Mod, GMod art, amazing GMod goofballs, professional animators in the Machinima interest, etc, as well as his loved ones.

The cliche of the good guy who wants other people to be happy, head strong, and all really leaves a big impact, I've only just realized now. There's been allot of nasty stuff going around in the animation community, we've already lost a giant chunk in the Eddsworld series with Edd's passing from the same sickness, now Kitty and Monty Oum, one of the animators of Rooster Teeth, have passed recently.
Allot of animators appear to be leaving this mortal realm left and right of almost the same claim, and are just gazing over their loved ones in contemplation of the good times they've had from Heaven.
We have some survivors, potential ones at that, and I...

This is leaving me speechless just trying to fathom it all. I had lost a part of my family, however wasn't to disease, or rogue science, just old age finally taking toll since the said person has led a long life. That's really all there was tragic in my life, other than that I never meet my grandfather coming from my mother's side of the family since he passed away during the time of my infancy. There has been tragedy in my family, such as my aunt hailing from my father's side of the family coming down with breast cancer if I recall correctly, but it hasn't turned up quite so severe, in fact she had just gotten engaged with someone recently.

I apologize for leaping back and forth, I'm typing as I go.
The biggest part of this void left in me is that Kitty had passed at a young age, where as he had so much ahead of him like anyone else who had their chances taken away. I think we all have our chances, and sometimes they are just taken away, whether it's life itself, or just minor things that would have helped so much.
Being so disconnected from veterans isn't quite fun. Y'know the drill, if you're like me, don't be like me, go and show some support for Kitty's work, his friends, family, his loved ones, etc.

Here's a nice soundtrack to have while giving mind to all the misfortune going around in the animating community. We've lost some of the best, but in the hearts of their support it's all too much missing from the community, and I too will acknowledge it.
All aboard the train to becoming white mages for the armies of saints and patrons willing to show as much support they can for these godly friends we've never had chances with.

This was Eric Steele, Swiggity Meadery if you'd like, some ass wipe trying to join in on the farewell hype, and now I leave to rest for I have work to do.
Auf wiedersehen~


and R.I.P Kitty0706.

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GojiBob Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the :+fav: on TMNT: The Quest for Pussy!
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AlexJMercer1979 Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2014  Professional Filmographer
Hmm
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XtremeTerminator4 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Hey Alex
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Student General Artist
should I be one to correct? AlexXX is still in absence. So it's just me, Spartan_1144, but any ways, y'ello.
~spartan_1144
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XtremeTerminator4 Featured By Owner Jun 24, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
I look like a hush puppy
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funny, 'cause I'm seeing people as hush puppies now...
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Jun 20, 2013  Student General Artist
wow... my most recent submission on the chapter to my story hasn't received any views since I uploaded it, which was past almost 2 days since then ._. why is that?
~spartan_1144
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CherryChan94 Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2013  Professional General Artist
Thanks! ^^
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Apr 30, 2013  Student General Artist
dah :iconalexfaceplz:
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Thanks for fav.
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dah :iconalexfaceplz:
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Thanks for the fav! :)
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Thanks for the fav! :)
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Kad-Linn Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2013  Student General Artist
'Sup, Mercer~ Thought I'd drop by and give a "hit-and-run".... *hugs you then walks away*

(I have no clue as to why I am doing this ^^;)
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2013  Student General Artist
cewl.
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Have a great day~
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dah :iconscoutbirdplz:
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H3LLSING-TRUMP-CARD Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2013
;^; A-Alex....M-Mercer? YOUR ALIVE! -Hugs-
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2013  Student General Artist
:iconmineturtleplz: herru! :3
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;u; -Sniff-
I'm just gonna....Keep hugging you for a while.
Don't mind me. -Huggle-
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2013  Student General Artist
okay
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says the one who sucked a homeless man's cock.
:iconcartmanplz: "hey!"
well it's true. you did do so.
:iconcartmanplz: "how would YOU like to SUCK MY BALLS, mr. mercer?"
how about you present them, and I'll chop them off, and force feed them to you.
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Dakkiller Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013  Student Filmographer
Thanks for Favoriting "Metro Police Officer Vs Dirty Renamon" :)
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013  Student General Artist
brings back great memos on dasboschitt's videos to see such hilarious-ness.
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ALEXMERCERXX Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2012  Student General Artist
guess who-- NEWGROUNDS ACCOUNT ADDED [link] I dunno much about flash animating, and frame rate within flash stuff, but I do art :3
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SevenObessed77 Featured By Owner Nov 27, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
Hi Alex...(Clings onto leg.) I am your clingon fangirl XD!
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