I'm giving away 10 million dollars to the best artist among you all you have to do is create a link to your drawing bellow and I will go through and find the best one I will be giving the prize at the end of January
rules: one post per person, your gamer tag must be on the drawing, the word prompt is rough
have fun and good luck. I look forward to seeing what you come up with
I am a smole kid, well not exactly smole im actually over weight for my age and height but im working on it so f**k of. *breath* I am a smole kid and a slow kid and I play ruby, and I play wing. im shit at wing but I play it any way,
so im walking to the boarding house from a shitty game and a shitty week and I see a worm on the ground, I lean over to look closer and see that it’s a long dead worm, ants are every where. it died crossing the street. He was probably just going about his day probably going to work as a worm civil servant or some shit or a dentist (which doesn’t pay well cuz ants don’t have teeth and saw an ant and it was like “hey what’s good” and it just kept on walking, not thinking much of it but the ant, the ant was a pit of a pussy he’s like “ok bye” secretly ploting to murer this innocent young worm. He calls his friends over them* *creepy white noise*. Now I, I like stories that end well and this is not one of them its like a scuffed kind of Romeo and Juliet story no one is happy cuz that little ant gets none of the credit. I start to think about how stuffed worms in a rainy situation, first of they cant stay under ground because it is wet and small things drown just as well as big things do. Secondly the ants are also small and can drown easily in the presents of water. So they’re prowling about like the little f**kers they are. I think how much evolution has stuffed these little worms why cant they have some kind of weapons I get to thinking, and it f**king hurts, like a lot. Why don’t worms have weapons, then it hits me like a white board marker, my teacher yell “sorry I was aiming for the kid behind you”. He’s such a good teacher. Any way, worms do have defenses but that doesn’t make them a worm any more *I realise worms are not at all related to centipedes* there a centipede, what would happen if that worm dentist *still a crap job* was switched with a centipede dentist, it would go vastly differently.
This is a nice centipede , like the worm he goes about his day not looking for trouble just mossieng all to work and he sees an ant he says “he says hey whats good” the ant says “hi” and goodbye and the pussy ant calls his friends and has the same conversation the ants rock up and this I where the story splits from the original they rock up and expect the centipede to role over and die but instead the fight is more interesting the centipede puts up a fight, he loses a couple of legs to low blows but they have like a hundred so it doesn’t really matter, its in the name after all, and the centipede is victorious hes pissed, he goes to work and quits his job and enrole’s in the army and his pure rage pushes him through and his superiors put him in the aussie SAS for centipedes he is hyper lethal killing anything everything but hes still noble, he saves a bunch of babies and 20 soldiers and gets awarded rank of do what ever the f**k you want cuz you’re a beast. He finally goes back to his home town and finds that the same group of ants that he spares haz created a huge drug and organized crime specializing in the terrorsing of the elderly, like who the f**k does that. He goes into there little um uh poker game and kills everyone the message spreads, his enemies see him as the boogie arthropod and the rest sees him as the hero with 90 legs and he ritires peacefully and dies with his family surrounding him after a long and well fought battle with cancer.
I am a smole kid, well not exactly smole im actually over weight for my age and height but im working on it so f**k of. *breath* I am a smole kid and a slow kid and I play ruby, and I play wing. im shit at wing but I play it any way,
so im walking to the boarding house from a shitty game and a shitty week and I see a worm on the ground, I lean over to look closer and see that it’s a long dead worm, ants are every where. it died crossing the street. He was probably just going about his day probably going to work as a worm civil servant or some shit or a dentist (which doesn’t pay well cuz ants don’t have teeth and saw an ant and it was like “hey what’s good” and it just kept on walking, not thinking much of it but the ant, the ant was a pit of a pussy he’s like “ok bye” secretly ploting to murer this innocent young worm. He calls his friends over them* *creepy white noise*. Now I, I like stories that end well and this is not one of them its like a scuffed kind of Romeo and Juliet story no one is happy cuz that little ant gets none of the credit. I start to think about how stuffed worms in a rainy situation, first of they cant stay under ground because it is wet and small things drown just as well as big things do. Secondly the ants are also small and can drown easily in the presents of water. So they’re prowling about like the little f**kers they are. I think how much evolution has stuffed these little worms why cant they have some kind of weapons I get to thinking, and it f**king hurts, like a lot. Why don’t worms have weapons, then it hits me like a white board marker, my teacher yell “sorry I was aiming for the kid behind you”. He’s such a good teacher. Any way, worms do have defenses but that doesn’t make them a worm any more *I realise worms are not at all related to centipedes* there a centipede, what would happen if that worm dentist *still a crap job* was switched with a centipede dentist, it would go vastly differently.
This is a nice centipede , like the worm he goes about his day not looking for trouble just mossieng all to work and he sees an ant he says “he says hey whats good” the ant says “hi” and goodbye and the pussy ant calls his friends and has the same conversation the ants rock up and this I where the story splits from the original they rock up and expect the centipede to role over and die but instead the fight is more interesting the centipede puts up a fight, he loses a couple of legs to low blows but they have like a hundred so it doesn’t really matter, its in the name after all, and the centipede is victorious hes pissed, he goes to work and quits his job and enrole’s in the army and his pure rage pushes him through and his superiors put him in the aussie SAS for centipedes he is hyper lethal killing anything everything but hes still noble, he saves a bunch of babies and 20 soldiers and gets awarded rank of do what ever the f**k you want cuz you’re a beast. He finally goes back to his home town and finds that the same group of ants that he spares haz created a huge drug and organized crime specializing in the terrorsing of the elderly, like who the f**k does that. He goes into there little um uh poker game and kills everyone the message spreads, his enemies see him as the boogie arthropod and the rest sees him as the hero with 90 legs and he ritires peacefully and dies with his family surrounding him after a long and well fought battle with cancer.
I am a smole kid, well not exactly smole im actually over weight for my age and height but im working on it so f**k of. *breath* I am a smole kid and a slow kid and I play ruby, and I play wing. im shit at wing but I play it any way,
so im walking to the boarding house from a shitty game and a shitty week and I see a worm on the ground, I lean over to look closer and see that it’s a long dead worm, ants are every where. it died crossing the street. He was probably just going about his day probably going to work as a worm civil servant or some shit or a dentist (which doesn’t pay well cuz ants don’t have teeth and saw an ant and it was like “hey what’s good” and it just kept on walking, not thinking much of it but the ant, the ant was a pit of a pussy he’s like “ok bye” secretly ploting to murer this innocent young worm. He calls his friends over them* *creepy white noise*. Now I, I like stories that end well and this is not one of them its like a scuffed kind of Romeo and Juliet story no one is happy cuz that little ant gets none of the credit. I start to think about how stuffed worms in a rainy situation, first of they cant stay under ground because it is wet and small things drown just as well as big things do. Secondly the ants are also small and can drown easily in the presents of water. So they’re prowling about like the little f**kers they are. I think how much evolution has stuffed these little worms why cant they have some kind of weapons I get to thinking, and it f**king hurts, like a lot. Why don’t worms have weapons, then it hits me like a white board marker, my teacher yell “sorry I was aiming for the kid behind you”. He’s such a good teacher. Any way, worms do have defenses but that doesn’t make them a worm any more *I realise worms are not at all related to centipedes* there a centipede, what would happen if that worm dentist *still a crap job* was switched with a centipede dentist, it would go vastly differently.
This is a nice centipede , like the worm he goes about his day not looking for trouble just mossieng all to work and he sees an ant he says “he says hey whats good” the ant says “hi” and goodbye and the pussy ant calls his friends and has the same conversation the ants rock up and this I where the story splits from the original they rock up and expect the centipede to role over and die but instead the fight is more interesting the centipede puts up a fight, he loses a couple of legs to low blows but they have like a hundred so it doesn’t really matter, its in the name after all, and the centipede is victorious hes pissed, he goes to work and quits his job and enrole’s in the army and his pure rage pushes him through and his superiors put him in the aussie SAS for centipedes he is hyper lethal killing anything everything but hes still noble, he saves a bunch of babies and 20 soldiers and gets awarded rank of do what ever the f**k you want cuz you’re a beast. He finally goes back to his home town and finds that the same group of ants that he spares haz created a huge drug and organized crime specializing in the terrorsing of the elderly, like who the f**k does that. He goes into there little um uh poker game and kills everyone the message spreads, his enemies see him as the boogie arthropod and the rest sees him as the hero with 90 legs and he ritires peacefully and dies with his family surrounding him after a long and well fought battle with cancer.
I am a smole kid, well not exactly smole im actually over weight for my age and height but im working on it so f**k of. *breath* I am a smole kid and a slow kid and I play ruby, and I play wing. im shit at wing but I play it any way,
so im walking to the boarding house from a shitty game and a shitty week and I see a worm on the ground, I lean over to look closer and see that it’s a long dead worm, ants are every where. it died crossing the street. He was probably just going about his day probably going to work as a worm civil servant or some shit or a dentist (which doesn’t pay well cuz ants don’t have teeth and saw an ant and it was like “hey what’s good” and it just kept on walking, not thinking much of it but the ant, the ant was a pit of a pussy he’s like “ok bye” secretly ploting to murer this innocent young worm. He calls his friends over the… what the f**k is a pheromone.. over the pheromone phone and says “h-hey guys I was just calling to see if you wanted to come over”, and his friends said “no f**k you” and hung up so he calls again “guys I found a big juicy worm do you want to come and eat it’’ “oh ok sure” *ants eat worm* *creepy white noise*. Now I, I like stories that end well and this is not one of them its like a scuffed kind of Romeo and Juliet story no one is happy cuz that little ant gets none of the credit. I start to think about how stuffed worms in a rainy situation, first of they cant stay under ground because it is wet and small things drown just as well as big things do. Secondly the ants are also small and can drown easily in the presents of water. So they’re prowling about like the little f**kers they are. I think how much evolution has stuffed these little worms why cant they have some kind of weapons I get to thinking, and it f**king hurts, like a lot. Why don’t worms have weapons, then it hits me like a white board marker, my teacher yell “sorry I was aiming for the kid behind you”. He’s such a good teacher. Any way, worms do have defenses but that doesn’t make them a worm any more *I realise worms are not at all related to centipedes* there a centipede, what would happen if that worm dentist *still a crap job* was switched with a centipede dentist, it would go vastly differently.
This is a nice centipede , like the worm he goes about his day not looking for trouble just mossieng all to work and he sees an ant he says “he says hey whats good” the ant says “hi” and goodbye and the pussy ant calls his friends and has the same conversation the ants rock up and this I where the story splits from the original they rock up and expect the centipede to role over and die but instead the fight is more interesting the centipede puts up a fight, he loses a couple of legs to low blows but they have like a hundred so it doesn’t really matter, its in the name after all, and the centipede is victorious hes pissed, he goes to work and quits his job and enrole’s in the army and his pure rage pushes him through and his superiors put him in the aussie SAS for centipedes he is hyper lethal killing anything everything but hes still noble, he saves a bunch of babies and 20 soldiers and gets awarded rank of do what ever the f**k you want cuz you’re a beast. He finally goes back to his home town and finds that the same group of ants that he spares haz created a huge drug and organized crime specializing in the terrorsing of the elderly, like who the f**k does that. He goes into there little um uh poker game and kills everyone the message spreads, his enemies see him as the boogie arthropod and the rest sees him as the hero with 90 legs and he ritires peacefully and dies with his family surrounding him after a long and well fought battle with cancer.
I'm giving away 10 million dollars to the best artist among you all you have to do is create a link to your drawing bellow and I will go through and find the best one I will be giving the prize at the end of January
rules: one post per person, your gamer tag must be on the drawing, the word prompt is rough
have fun and good luck. I look forward to seeing what you come up with
I said nobody you in an asylum because your insane and none of this is really your just nocking your head on the wall your family dies in a car crash and you were driving... merry Christmas