schizoid. wrote:Koiyte- It's very beautiful ;u;
My only crit is that the leg looks a bit off. I think if you turned the perspective of the foot a bit, it'd look a bit more anatomically correct^^
Kat- you are on a great track to anime style.
But the anatomy is a bit off. The hands look too bent and the ehad seems too big for the body.
I suggest references of pictures :3
Some art I am very proud of.
My fursona, who is a fennec hucky mix.
Crits, comments, redlines, whatever you guys want to do to help me with my anatomy^^
K-9- that is such a cute picture ;u;
And I believe it is allowed since writing is indeed a form of art.
It'd be a shame to limit users creativity to drawings only.
EDIT; Medusa- I give people a limit so they an buy things only 2 openings in a row.
I think it's a bit unfair when the same people order and nobody else gets a chance.
But it's your choice.
Grazi :3
Your fursona is adorable. I really don't see any anatomy mistakes, and the coloring is incredibly neat. Absolutely adorable.
So, since apparently writing is allowed, here's my story:
Cerulean looked down at his sketchbook. It showed a picture of him, 12 as that was his age currently, stabbing the head scientist at this mad house of a scientific study home in the neck. He signed his name at the bottom and slipped the picture under the metal lab door, and leaned agianst the wall, waiting for one of the scientists to find it. He smirked as he heard a loud shriek from one of the female scientists, Ms. Aga, he thought. She flung the door open, looked to the side, and when she saw Cerulean, grabbed him by the collar. "Now what the hell is this supposed to be, boy." Cerulean just smiled innocently at the 20-or-so woman. Even though he was suspended by his collar, he could easily reach his back pocket. He pulled out his army knife and wagged it in front of her face. She went pale, dropped him back on the floor, and ran back into the lab. Cerulean just walked back to his room to tell Aiden and Miracle of his victory with the sketchbook and the knife. "Oi! Cerulean! You coming or not?" He woke from his day dreaming as Miracle, another assassin and one of his closest friends, called to him from the next tree. "Of course, dearest" he smirked. He knew she hated when he did that. He leaped off the tree and glided to the next one. "What were you day dreaming about this time, you daft little boy?" Miracle asked. "You" he grinned. A look of mock disgust crossed her face. "And Aiden." she smiled sadly. "Oh, you were dreamin' bout the old days then, eh?" He nodded. "Now, darling, we should shut up because our target is right below us." They both quieted down. They were following a fisherman. He had found where the RNA camp was, and now he had to die. Cerulean leaped down from the tree first. "Oi! Fisherman!" The target turned. His face turned pale and he tried to run. That's where Miracle jumped in. She leaped down in the target's path and pulled out her knife. "Going somewhere?" she inquired. Cerulean calmly walked up to the Fisherman and stabbed him in the back. He then kept walking and planted a kiss on Miracle's cheek. "Good job on your part" she punched him in the arm and replied, "Eh, you did better" They heard foot-steps and turned around quickly. "Having fun making out with your girlfriend then, eh C?" Cerulean chuckled as it was just Aiden, who followed them for in case anything went arong. "A. We weren't making out, B. She's not my girlfriend" he grinned. Aiden just shrugged. "Makes no difference to me. Now let's get back to camp"
Back at camp, their victory was celebrated well. RNA rarely got missions, seeing as nobody wanted anybody dead. Lately though, it seemed like they had more to do. Almost like the scientists were sending in purposely agressive people. "Oi! Pretty one!" Cerulean turned and smiled as he heard Miracle's voice. "What is it now?" he inquired. She grinned widely as she pulled something from behind her back. It was a glass of read wine. A look of horror crossed Cerulean's face. "Don't even think abou-" he was cut off as she poured the glass of red wine over his head. "I'll get you for this!" He roared, but she just giggled and sprinted off. When he passed his, Miracle's, and Aiden's tent, someone grabbed him by the collar. He let out a sharp yelp of surprise. It was Crimson. Just like their names suggested, they were exact opposites. And Crimson was madly in love with Miracle. He was jealous that she chose to spend more time with Cerulean, and beat him up because of it. "You stay away from miracle" the other boy growled. "You're just mad because she likes me better" he said, winking and then strutting off. He had to find Miracle soon, she never gave up her hiding spots and would stay for hourse if nobody found her. Eventually, he found her at the base of the trees. She tackled him, and tried to run off again. Grandier, the head assassin, caught her by the cowl instead. "You lot sure are immature for a bunch of 16 year olds , you know that?" Cerulean and Miracle both scoffed. "Like you would know what its like to be 16, Grandier" Miracle piped up. He growled, and threw her on the ground, causing her to land on Cerulean's lap. "And you" he said pointing at Cerulean, "You better teach your grilfriend her to keep her mouth shut" Cerulean jsut grunted and said under his breath, "She's not my girlfiend" As Grandier walked off, Cerulean pushed Miracle off his lap and helped her up. "You OK?" he asked, concerned. "Of course I am" she chuckled. "Its just Grandier. Now come on. We should get back to the tent before Aiden misses us"
I write short chapters, sorry XD Please don't comment on my lack of indenting DX I wrote it on Wattpad.com originally, and indenting doesn't work for some reason. But tell me what you guys think of Created, Fueled, and Determined so far. Should I continue or no?
