| 13 Dec 2003 | john champion | The fencers eyes darted back and forth suspiciously. There was only one way to get out of here alive, he smirked as he contemplated the plan in his head. One of the dark robed figures jumped at him, sword drawn. He side-stepped and slashed his enemy in the ribs. He heard another leap at him from behind, he twirled around and slashed the enemy four times before he hit the ground. An enemy jumped at him from the left and one from the right, he jumped backwards and they collided into each other. He glanced up and saw the chandilear, he dodged a dark blade as it narrowly missed his head and hurled his saber upward, while at the same time jumping out of the way. His sword cut the rope and the chandilear fell, crushing the remaining enemies. A smile flickered across his face. Until he heard the running footsteps in the previous corridor. Shadows of robed figures came into view. There was a soft chime as the saber was picked off of the stone floor. The fencers eyes darted back and forth.. | |
| 11 Dec 2004 | Anonymous | 'tis bada55teress, by the way. | |
| 11 Dec 2004 | Anonymous | How 'bout Joven Cray? | |
| 31 Jan 2005 | ...Joe... | I like the effect the sketcy lines have on his clothes and hair. Im not very good at drawing clothes or hair...or people for that matter. Also, to the commenter on the very top, you used the word "he" too much. try not to use words such as "he" or "she" too much. And try not to use soo many shortend sentences, put more into one sentence. | |