I have a job which I technically start tomorrow. I'm back at a movie theater but it's moneys.
I promise to do more arting now that I'm down here. I just needed to get my stuff in order which it almost is.
Clubs I are a member of:


Untitled: Chapter 1The wind whipped Ashlands raven hair as she pulled her coat tightly around herself. She looked around the dark alleyway as if she was expecting something. She looked at her watch. There was a roaring sound a few blocks away. The space port was the only thing still operating this late at night. Where is he? She gave a critical look of her surroundings. It was still the same empty dark alley. It was still a mystery to her as to why she agreed to meeting him here. Had she pushed for an hour or two earlier thered be placesUntitled: Chapter 1


Many Sides of RebellionIt had been decades since the war. There wasnt anyone alive who remembered a time before tyrannical rule. There was no longer any kind of resistance. Everyone just accepted it as life. No one questioned when people randomly vanished. Most times they didnt even acknowledge that they had ever existed. It was just how you stayed alive. Thats how it was. Not how it is. Now one was sure who was the first to question the system but they were sure they were under the age of thirty. Every corner of the globe had a differentMany Sides of Rebellion
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"On your tombstone it will say 'always in the wrong place at the wrong time'."
"How about 'Yippe-kay-ay mutherfu-'{gunshot}."
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