It wasn't often that I took missions that would send me off world for any reasonable length of time. They certainly didn't happen when working with the Outsiders. However, when I was asked by the Titans to help them with some trouble in another sector of the galaxy alongside the Green Lanterns, I couldn't resist the temptation. The work was interesting for about the first week. Then the homesickness made the following two weeks not so much. Exploring alien worlds and traveling across the vast endlessness of space with some of my best friends was fun and all, but in the end I really missed Earth, normal gravity, and being able to sleep in my o
"Red! Stop!" Dick yelled as I felt two sets of strong arms trying desperately to restrain me.
I struggled to free myself, straining against the iron grips of my family. "Let me go!" I growled in a voice that didn't sound like myself.
"Red Robin! Enough!" Bruce ordered as he quickly disarmed me. He had to kick the staff away when I slipped from Dick's grasp and attempted to lunge for it. Then he pulled me hard and turned me to face him, his expression stern and commanding. "That is enough!"
"He would have killed her!"
"She would have died! She would have never come back! Just like mom! Just like dad! Just like everyone norm
As Batman and I left the rooftops to reach his car, he got me caught up on the situation with Killer Croc. Dick and Damian had found Croc hiding out in Grant Park. In the process of trying to escape my brothers, Croc smashed up the first taxi cab that had been driving through the heavily wooded park, killed the driver, and grabbed its lone passenger as a hostage.
Tam had called a cab to take her home after the piano bar had closed, just like she always did. Her apartment was in a building that overlooked the park. She'd gotten the place because she loved the view from her balcony, especially at daybreak.
It killed me to know that despite ev
On a merciless frigid winter night like this, the streets of Gotham City were fit for neither man nor beast. Unsurprisingly, there was very little crime taking place tonight. With the start of a blizzard beginning to rear its ugly head, even the dregs of humanity were hunkering down to brace for the coming storm.
"Where is he?" Dick Grayson muttered under his breath as he stared out the living room window. It was two a.m and he'd made the judgement call an hour ago to end all patrols early after getting a severe weather update from Barbara. He and Damian had been home for half an hour now, but there was still no sign of Tim.
"He said he was
After my initial greeting, there was a long moment of silence
It was the kind of long that meant one of two things with Bruce, depending on how he approached you. If he kept his mask on, it meant you screwed up somewhere on the job, and he was getting ready to dress you down. The long silence was tactical, psychological warfare, to get you sweating about everything you've done in the last forty-eight hours to try and figure out where you might've slipped up before he even opens his mouth. However, if he decided to take his mask off, then the silence was a sign of his own hesitation, because
Current Residence: DFW, TX Favourite style of art: digital, vector, photo-manipulation Operating System: Windows XP Professional Favourite cartoon character: Howl Pendragon (from "Howl's Moving Castle") Personal Quote: "Jack of all trades, master of none, but ofttimes better than master of one."
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Leonardo Da Vinci
"Howl's Moving Castle"
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Photoshop, Illustrator, Flash, SVG, various cell phone theme software, pencils, ink, markers, paper
I just started writing articles for Associated Content this week, and my first official article was just accepted and published!
The article is entitled "Graphic Design on a Budget - Free Software for the Graphic Designer".
It's about three free graphic design/animation programs that cash-strapped artists, photographers, and animators can use for their works, both personal and professional.
If you guys have a spare moment during the day, be sure to take a look and let me know what you think of it.
For the past five (almost six) years I worked as a senior production artist with the company Access Lane. It was a company which created themes, apps, and other kinds of customizable graphics for a wide variety of mobile devices. Unfortunately, due to budget constraints, I was laid off along with another co-worker.
However, the fates seemed to decide that they were going to use this unexpected hardship as an opportunity to make life better for me and my family.
For years now, I've been longing to move back to the state of Colorado, where I last went to art school. I've been wanting to move there and set down roots in the Rocky Mountain s
Finally got around to updating my gallery with a bunch of stuff I've written recently. I have one completed short story, as well as two far longer stories currently in progress.
The short story is called Like Father Like Son. (Summary: A late night blizzard in Gotham City drives everyone indoors, including crime fighters. When Tim finally comes home, late from patrol, he introduces Damian to his OTP (Damian x kitten))
The first of the in-progress stories is called Blade of Misfortune. (Summary: Once upon a time, there was a sword in a stone. It was once holy, but now it's corrupt. Then the Fates decided to put this defiled relic in the h