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:D :D ...title means something like "weasel and a bench" XD
mmmmm... somehow i found i like drawing animals ^^;
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text below by Marlcabinet

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Sculptures of heroic figures stand upright against the walls, and the cold, polished marble floor reflects the sunlight let in by a large bay window set at the back of the room. Had you not already known this was an office, you would have thought it a small museum, or some kind of tribute to Gnawthian gods and architecture.

The desk at the back of the room is of the same stone material as the statues to either side of you, and contains several visible flaws. One of its legs is propped up with books, and cracks run every which way along its surface. It must be expensive to repair, otherwise the ambassador probably would have seen to it.

There is no chair for you to sit in, only a pile of rubble in front of the desk, which in all likelihood was a chair in a previous life, perhaps as short as a day or so ago.

As you approach the desk, minding the debris on the floor, you realize that every statue in the room is pointed in your direction. Their faces are all set in various states of despair, and you feel as if they were real people at one point, frozen in stone at the pinnacle of their suffering. You can't be sure if you actually feel their collective stony gaze upon you, or if it's just your imagination. The ambassador is supposed to be a Gorgon, right? Better not think too hard about it.

No pun intended.

"Hmm. Sit down. Sit up straight, and don’t slouch. Maybe if I keep you in here long enough, the rest of your kind will grow bored and leave. I would love for that to happen. I don’t really even want to be here. I’m an ambassador now, and I have to stay in this office? This tiny box? Pathetic! I should be out spreading my influence, not here helping a couple of homeless vagrants. All of you will just take everything this city has to offer and leave nothing in return. I’ve seen it before. Everyone is the same.


"You’re here because I need to process your paperwork. I don’t know why you have to be here. I can fill out your papers just fine without you being in my presence, disturbing me. Why are there even so many forms? What’s the point if you’re automatically granted citizenship? All of you should just be able to write in your names on a piece of paper and send them in. Mayor’s taking your word on faith alone, so why not your written word? Ridiculous. Wasting my time. I bet you’re enjoying this, too, huh?


"The ambassador before me was pitiful. Scrooge McGrouch, she was. I told her not to sleep with the windows open, but she refused to listen to my advice, and now she’s sick with some kind of tropical flu. Bullshit. Probably just made it up to not have to be here to deal with all of you. I know that’s what I would do if I were in her shoes.


"I don’t even want you to be on the same continent as me, let alone the same city. You look filthy, you look like you haven’t slept in days, you look unkempt, disheveled, untidy. Your appearance offends me, and I won’t have you looking like that if I’m to fill these papers out with your info. If we weren’t so pressed for time, I’d drown you in the river. At least then you’d be clean. Forever.


"Just be quiet and entertain yourself while I finish these. Actually, no. Entertain me. Maybe I’m too bored today to properly fill these out. I should go home, really. I feel the slightest bit of fever coming on, and it wouldn’t do to have me spreading the cold to everyone out here. Maybe if there was some really good act to amuse me, I would forget all about having a possibly contagious flu.


"Sickening. Your idea of entertainment disgusts me, and I hope your time here on this continent is short. I hope your new life is a brief one. If I could, I’d ship you right back to wherever the hell it is you came from. Glissod? Jewell? I don’t care about either of those. Take your papers and get out. If you don’t figure out where to file them, you’re not going to be a citizen. Figure it out yourself. I’m too busy to do it for you. Send the next baby in here while you’re out there."

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Commission for :iconmidanny:

Based on Lynda Carter and Yvonne Craig.

Colors coming soon.
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My first drawing on my new computer... I have to get used to it xD
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Text below by Marlcabinet

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The first thing that greets you upon entering the room is heat, and lots of it. Several open windows provide a constant stream of fresh air, but do little to combat the temperature. You wonder if anyone has ever died of heat stroke in this place.

After a moment, your attention is drawn to the decor of the room itself: Heavily furnished, and all bamboo. You're not sure if you've ever seen so much bamboo in one place in your entire life until now. Bamboo walls, desks, filecabinets, benches, and chairs give the entire room an entirely too bright yellow hue. The floor is a dull, drab stone, but you're sure if the ambassador could have it her way, she'd have it changed to match the rest of the decor. And it'd probably be yellow.

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"I suppose we can’t make this quick? There are more people waiting outside to be processed; you aren’t the only one. Did you think you were? Laughable. You aren’t. I suppose this won’t go quickly at all. Why would it?


"You at least speak Common? Good. It’d be an absolute shame if I were unable to understand your undoubtedly unique story of persevering through adversity, and how you barely managed to escape in order to drain this city of its resources. Yes. Unique. Just like everyone else who’s been here these past few days. Get on with it, then.


"They haven’t told you, have they? No, a foolish question; of course they haven’t. Why would they? That’s what I’m for, obviously. Here to tend to the flood of your kind, refugees, in order to welcome you to this charming city of inequality. The mayor gives the order to keep the Grand Embassy open without consulting us, the embassies! She can’t tell us what to do, of course she can’t, but she may as well be able to.


"Have you any idea what it would look like for Althar were I to be the only one not in their embassy during these inconvenient times? No, don’t bother, I’ll answer for you, as you don’t seem too bright in these matters. Bad. It would look very bad. “Grand Embassy open all month!” “All nations working overtime for the relief effort!” “Except Althar and its ambassador!” Not good. I never liked that mayor. Do you think it wise to unconditionally grant citizenship to anyone claiming to be a refugee?


"What proof do you have for me that establishes you are who you say you are? That you are, in fact, a refugee? That you are not, for example, a wanted fugitive attempting to evade justice, a marked individual on the run? I doubt it. I doubt you have anything. You’ll probably say it was destroyed in the calamity, it was lost in the hurried move, you were robbed of everything you have right before you stepped through my doors.


"If I’m wrong, show me. The mayor is only enlisting our help to process refugees, and she did not set forth any criteria we should follow to confirm what you say you are. I will do it for her. You have only one objective: convince me you are a refugee. I don’t care how you do it, but do it now. I don’t have time to dally, as there are hundreds of others just like you who must be processed. Convince me now and earn your citizenship to this place, or leave and try another city. The latter would make it easier on me."

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Unicorns in the pub "Somewhere over the rainbow"
...for :iconelyonka: XD ....she wanted from me to draw unicorns....soo..i don't know why but i started drawing this one with accordion ... ^^;
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Monsieur Bonnefoy?

Oui?

Could you p-please help m-me?


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I use France as my motivation to learn french. I really, really want first place in the upcoming french competition, but my grammar is... blergh. I'm kind of disappointed of myself.

So I draw this to cheer myself up.

Btw that is my French exercise

Francis Bonnefoy/France from Axis Powers Hetalia belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz. I only own my drawing, that hands, and my French homework.
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:iconmashi:
Here's a submission to :icon14-bis:'s new challenge.

I don't know anything about this character. I just google around and found her. I've not drawn anthro before so I just try for fun. :D

Comments are welcome. :D
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This is a commission I did for WSTiger.

Painting of him and his mate done in acrylic on a 16 X 20 canvas.

I love how it turned out, very shiny and dream like...And right a sunset! My favorite things ^__^
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