So I started this a fanfiction that is kinda like a cross over but not really anyways about Starfire (age 20) crash in the Star Trek 2009 universe and is adopted by James T. Kirk....and yeah this just something I drew. I drew her with Spock (since in my fanfiction they will be in a relationship) but I can't draw Spock he doesn't look like Spock Argghhhhh well maybe later sigh
The first pic is both taking a picture in their new backyard at they using their hands as guns and Jim laughs because Kory didn't was dis formed
Second Jim threw a bucket of water at Kory and took a picture before she could get him
Third is when Jim was sick and Kory made soup for him
This is the space suit in which Kory design for Space travel in my Story which will be explain later I tried to base it from the new issue Red Hood and the Outlaws I will update soon.....hopefully Tamaranean Sister [link]
The totally free and up to date calendar series is back!
I know i won't get a lot of support for this project...
The unofficial Star ship calendar 2015. I had planned a original title "Star trek constellation" but changed it in the last minute to this. The last calendar series i did i created the pictures myself, but this year and the many years to come i want to do something more. But i would need help with this new calendar series, i plan to launch the new calendar this weekend saturday the 18th of October the first few months will feature, "Ships of the line" is already out and over the weekend i'll do more pictures until the calendar will be completed in mid December then will be shown in my gallery. Full credit will be given including links for 3D, images and help. I'll still, do the major work but at the end there are plenty of help i need.
No one knows much about Annie Leonhardt, even few know about how she became the colossal specimen of a titan that terrorized her country side, nor why.
Normally exclusionary in personalty, with very few friendships. She is apathetic and somnolent with little desire to put in any effort into meaningless disciplines or activities, however is incredibly driven, it's just hard to place where her drive is geared towards. All that is known is that she feels the compulsion to fulfill her apparent "initiative" and whatever that is, means shifting into the several story tall Titan, and wreaking havoc.
Yet, somehow she does seem to hold some strange fascination and even feelings of respect towards people that hold a deep sense of duty and righteousness - in those people who do care and who can devote their lives and even die for causes they believe in.
In our world, even littler is known about her, or as to why she is here. We do know that Wesker knows, and he sees to make use of her whether she is willing or not.
When she awoke she came to the realization that her titan abilities could only work when he saw fit, and at his command remotely, and that he had even found a way to isolate the gene which causes her to shift, and alter the chemical reaction to be possibly fatal and drown her in her own fluids.
Quite literally she is his lap dog at this juncture, and so far she doesn't seem to care....seem.
Regardless, this is not the first time she's been forced to do things despite her convictions on the matter and apparently finds him very similar to whoever her mysterious master was in a previous life...although the goals he means to accomplish do give her reason t question how long she will be this "complacent."
The Doctor just stood there now, panting. River stood there as she had the whole time, not scared of him, but scared of what she had seen.
The wind was the only sound in the cemetery, no one had heard his cries of rage as he brought the sledge hammer down again, and again on the angel; the thing that had with one touch, stolen what he held most precious.
It had undone all of his love, all of his promises to never let anything happen to them, nearly all of what helped him look at himself in the mirror every day.
It would never rend another life again, but the act still felt futile, empty, like him....
Luna sat next to L on the grass looking at the clouds go by.
"L..." Luna said finally. L's hand which hadn't let go of hers as he laid down on the grass, rubbed her fingers.
"Yes Ms. Lovegood." he answered looking at the same clouds.
"Do you have a theory as to what your dream was about?" she asked.
L leaned up some and looked at her, "I do, it's not one i like to particularly entertain."
Luna shrugged, "I can't imagine you would, dreaming about yourself having a heart attack in the arms of a red head...not a very pleasant thing."
"I believe the matter revolves around what professor Radatron said in his sessions..." L said returning his gaze to the clouds.
"Within magic and or science, the butterfly effect cannot be excluded as a probable cause...Something changing in one aspect drastically changes the entire universe of another. I'm not saying I believe that a single action made by me spurred everything you and I've experienced but it has gotten me wondering. If perhaps I was in another plain of reality, another version of me, be it dimension or Muggle, there is a chance that due to the clairvoyance spell cast over me and you...that we were able to potentially see into the reality of what alternate versions of ourselves may have faced. In this case, my death."
Luna allowed the wind to lap her hair across her face, "And in my case it would be the Dummerall bell."
"Yes, that.." L said, his intense gaze still on the clouds before shifting. "It's all rather muddling, I wouldn't waist to much time on something so infinite. However the chance that the murders that we are finding and able to prevent do lead me to think that someone else has found a way to breach these realities and leave something to be found..."
Luna leaned a little over L, "You don't think the notebook you saw in the Library was meant for you?" L shook his head.
"Correct, it's much more likely whoever left it put my insignia on it deliberately to link my involvement with the crimes and put me under the current suspicion I'm under now.... As the book is now gone we can assume it served its purpose and is now being put to use by aiding whoever possess it to kill systematically with whatever information or list of names are in that notebook..." L twiddled a lock of Luna's hair in his hand.
"Do you think they'll be coming for us next...?" Luna asked.
"I'm not sure." L pondered. "Evidence would suggest....vaguely, that the killer did mean to kill us a number of times and has discovered a reason that he or she cannot..."
Luna nodded, "So they're sending us on a wild goose chase."
L shrugged, "Eh, the headmasters at any rate...make enough random killings to break the pattern there was before to confuse the faculty and authorities and keep them busy and panicked. It's an expected ploy."
Luna looked over at the Apples that had fallen from the tree, "And the Apple..." she said musing...
"Do you suppose that was another clue sent to the killer from themselves.?" she asked finally.
L looked directly at Luna now, "I'm sure I don't know...we will have to find this out with the utmost haste of course if we wish to succeed but...seeing as how we were able to decipher the words Kira on the wall in the room of requirement...I suspect we're on a good enough track if we stay focused."
Luna sighed a little, "L...?" she asked.
"Hmmm?" He said keeping eye contact but cocking his head.
"Do you believe in destiny, I mean really?" she said stringing her own finger in his hair.
L's hand found its wait to her lower back as she pressed herself closer,
"Well I do have to question..." L started, "Is it coincidence that you and I meant happenstancially at King's cross, or that the murder I was investigating lead me right to where you apperated. Even the finding out that I myself was a Wizard and asked by professor Mcgonagall to aid in solving the murder of that Potter student....?" L shrugged a tad.
"It's quite possible." he finished flatly. "Just as it's easy to say that an Apple could fall to the left as to the right due to the flow of the wind but...when we're dealing with ways to pass into another world in which one can alter the fate of that apple....fate is more of a term used to describe what we cannot control but what somebody else can...and with that...comes a sense that's quite...ominous."
Luna just smiled down at him for a while before putting her hand on his milky white face. He smiled a bit at that as she kissed him, letting her gold hair sink all around them covering their heads a like a shawl.
"I'm glad fate works then..." she said simply, an inch from his lips.
L grinned, "If it put you with me..." he admitted, "I confess I cannot think of a more preferable outcome.."
The wind blew the leaves around them and her hair back off of their faces, an apple rolled down the hill past a rock, missing a hole and landed by a stream, where after a time, it fell in...causing a fish to chew at it, and make it change course in the river.....right before a falcon grabbed the fish, the falcon having a stamp on it's leg with the words "Property of L.Y." on the tag it was attached too.