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Artwork uploaded on Sep 28 15:25:59 PDT 2005, since then it was viewed 296 times.
Artist's Commentary
Hello all, and once again, hi! This would be a wonderful little piece done by yours truely. I know there are some problems with it but to be simply frank I'm quite pleased with the feal of this one, and how the colors turned out. This, my friends, Is Liza. She's a mercinary within one of my most loved and ever addictive roleplays (also the one' that's gone on for over a year and a half. Will be two years this christmas **so excited**) who has most recently become pregnaunt. As a mercinary, you see where this can be a problem, that, and the fact that she's dissapeared to go out on a -job- and Enigma (love the name...he's the father of the child, and no, they aren't really..well..even boyfriend and girlfriend yet..they're like...ugh..it was a one night thing and enigma's actually staying by her side with the kid and all that jazz...I thought he would have run off v.v;) isn't too happy about the fact that she's gone once he finds out. This, is a picture of her coming home from behind two of her boys and eni arguing. "What do you mean she's gone??" enigma hissed, "For how long? How could you just let her go!? YOU know THAT SHE WAS Pregnaunt!!" "Look. Man. We dont make the rules, Liza does her own thing. She's been gone for two days, not our fault you were busy and didn't stop by before th-" Enigma grabbed the speaking man by the throat, "I'm going to Kill you...And HER when ever she gets back!" At that breaking moment liza cleared her throat at the three of them and once thier attention snapped to her she spoke quite calmly, "Now, that surely and truely makes me want to come back, perhaps I should leave again and save myself the trouble of dieing." Enigma, without thinking much farther past the fact that one..he was angry, and two...he was a mercinary himself, he with drew his gun from it's holster lightly hung on his back and aimed it strait at her head. Liza frowned, "Since the f*** when do you aim a gun at the mother of your child? D**kwad." ~~~Arent they just a match made in...heX... |
