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Hallo Friends! Yes yes it's not fanart=D not Naruto=D it is just our OC - pirate boy:heart:
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Here is my entry for the Scribblenauts Unmasked contest! Hope you liked it :)

Superman
Action Comics #1

Batman
Detective Comics #27

COMMISSIONS ARE OPEN! Check it out here: telkian.deviantart.com/art/Fir…
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Initially I didn't want to do such a well known character. But once I got this picture in my head I had to try it.
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"A little boy was separated from his father at a comic con (before SDCC 2011). Reacting as all little kids do in this situation, he freaked out & burst into tears. The little lost soul chilled out & calmed down upon seeing his favourite superhero, The Flash! It seems that he ran up to the DC speedster (and beautiful Justice League colleague Wonder Woman) because he recognised the hero.

Any jaded 'grown ups' will just see a couple of geeks in costumes. Personally, I see two really nice cosplayers living up to their chosen roles by helping a little boy. But in the eyes of this little boy he was saved by real super heroes. You don't get much sweeter than that! Kudos to the anonymous Flash & Wonder Woman!"
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Joker and Loki meet at last!
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Go!Robins! How to care of a Robin is online! Will all the Batmans in the room please pay attention?

Watch the fifth episode of Go!Robins! on Youtube: [link]

Wait are you new to this? What did you just watch? Well to keep it short; Go!Robins! is an animation series about Robins. And Batman. And Alfred. Apparently.
This DA clip only a fragment of the animation, however you can watch the entire short on Youtube.

Thanks for watching! :heart:

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Print available on ebay

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Christopher Nolan's Batman characters vs Tim Burton's Batman characters.
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Dr. Harleen, Dr. Pamela & Selena
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He listened to her voice the thoughts he assumed she'd have. Grateful for what he had becomed, a monster, an animal. The eternal smile didn't reflect back at her though, his own expression one of somber and semi moodiness. Even as she hung from him he'd stare into that woman's features, playful as always and ever worshipping of his actions. A moment of tenderness, as his hand moved to glide along the side of her cheek. It came from him, in all it's subconcious glory, one simple statement that slipped from him. "I lied to you." The manner in which he said it was so soft, though there wasn't a drop of shame in his statement, nor did he feel any of those feelings one would have. It was almost as if he neglected to mention it for these long past months. Again he'd look past her into the drop below with a hint of wonderment. The remorse was snuffed from him, painted man and his silly little cares. Tangible was his want, and if anything it served to strengthen his resolve in the matter at hand. "I just told you what I thought you needed to hear Harley, though... truth be told.. I got out of you more than I ever bargained." He spoke it with a mix of disgust and cheerfulness, before the emotional tempest that was The Joker spoke up once more. "The mystery of life, how it never ceases to.. mystify." He had found a stray piece of siding, worn from neglect. Casually he'd toss it down the pit before hearing the soft plat of it's impact. "This hole is Gotham. Everyone's trying to climb out.. just to spit on the ones below. Sorry about pulling you in Harl."

"You lied to me?" She pulled back, she didn't want him to touch her, she actually pulled away and scrambled back, so far back that she was up against Lou, using him as something to support herself with. She never wanted to be touched by him in that moment. "All of it is a lie, ya lied ta me? Everything from the mobsters, your unborn child, your wife?" Ya name? Ya real name, Jack? All of it is a lie." She had never once uttered that name he'd told her, years ago. She never once again, and now, she did. She was angry at him, her little fists balled up, she looked rather child like, a mixture of anger and pouting all over her face. Lou was beginning to stir, as she glared at him, "you got what you wanted out of me, you got what you wanted out of me." She began to fidget, fingers grasping on her ring trying to pull it off, making a small squeaking noise when she realized she couldn't get it off, and it was cutting her finger as she tried. "How could you?"

Her reaction was something almost unexpected, though he did little to comfort her, as if the very thought of her reaction was foreign to him. Joker simply watched her scramble and shift away, and he seemed to be searching his memory banks for exactly how she could have reacted in such a manner to him. He spoke, not sure if he was trying to comfort her, or if he was just stating facts at this point. "Not all of it, no. Just.. parts. No one made me do what I did to survive. I went on my own. I wasn't down on my luck, I just.. liked doing it." That deplorable tone in his voice was apparent, as he was now thinking back to by gone days, his own voice keeping it's crackled and aggressive tone despite the soul searching. "None of them realized the rush you get from holding a gun to someone's head. Deciding who lives or dies.. what makes sense is compacted down in a bullet. You played God with me, I thought you understood. They said I was.. heh.. crazy." As if to broadcast the answer, he'd move his arms out to display his rag tag wear, those brazen articles of clothing a battle standard for his disfigured and made up face. "Things go south.. I get left behind and I get to be a scape goat." And he'd look down again, the gaping black mouth of a drop. Now he was thinking of the free fall. The rush of the air, it would be exhilirating, and oh so unbecoming of the grand death he sought. "There was no game. There wasn't a card. It was just a grab and slice, money or blood. But I'm sure I'd hate dying, so I didn't stick around long enough. You leave a man to wallow in his abstract thoughts long enough without all those distracting bouts of normality, and he'll come out the otherside completely unhinged." He had crept to her slowly under the disguise of disintrest, but now he was before her, those eyes completely locked on hers now and daring to soften again. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

It was still painful to hear him tell her this truth, she'd held onto the story that he'd spun ot her so long ago. The story that she'd begun to hold as gospel, the story that helped mold her into what she was; she didn't want to be like his wife, the one who begged him not to go, but he did. No she wanted to be the girl right by his side, his trigger happy prize who'd play god just like him. She stared at him, well not at him, she stared at his scars --- something she prided herself on never doing but today she did. She'd long ago figured that there was a different story for each scar. One the perfect half smile, the other jagged mess. The jagged mess she assumed was inflicted by the attackers --- the other, he'd done. She'd stopped pulling at her wedding rings long enough to notice he was right on top of her know. Did she understand what he was saying, some of it yes, she knew what it was like to play God, she enjoyed it. She almost crawled over Lou to get away from him again, as she nodded that yes she understood.
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