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deviantART Mascot Fella Sourcejark on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/jark/art/deviantART-Mascot-Fella-Source-38062jark

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deviantART Mascot Fella Source

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jark
Published: May 19, 2001
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This is an Illustrator 8 file of our nifty little mascot fella! If you are looking to create your own deviations based on the mascot then you will most definitely want to use this!



Switched asked me to submit this for him, so this is why it is listed under my nick rather than his.

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