Secret Santa :]]
is having a secret Santa.Information can be found here: [link]
So here are the three choices for my wishlist.
1. My character Mandalin would be nice.I would love if you were to draw her with Rikku from Final Fantasy x-2.
I prefer her design in that one. Maybe some flowers here and there. Some water. Just have fun and play around. <3
Mandalin: [link]
Rikku: [link] [link]
Don't forget her swirly, green Al Bhed eyes. Those are my favorite.
2. How about a dragon? Any sort of dragon. Fire is lovely, but so is water, though neither are necessary. I'm getting images of jewels and torches, or maybe caves and lightning, or butterflies and fairy-things. :]3.Huh... Well, long,long ago I had this character thing... she/he was a cat and him/her was grey/black. I dont remember his/her name, but hey.. it was about my first created character type deal..SO,how about, a grey/black cat with green eyes and.. hey why not christma-tize this one?
I hope that isn't too vague..
So those are my three!
![[link]](http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.creativeuncut.com/gallery-01/art/ff10-2-rikku.jpg){kind=link}
![[link]](http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.gamersgallery.com/gallery/data/1320/1Rikku_whiteback_fix_psd_jpgcopy.jpg){kind=link}
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I could feel myself slipping again-- across that
backward tilt.
When my emotion tried to match up with what I heard from others lips.
Spouting forth from foreign brains, ingraining into me.
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"So, sing me a song, I know all the words to, and I'll sing along, could you be my savior. Been out here too long, and I've just been lookin' for somewhere to belong they'll be holding on.So, can you save me now?"
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I could feel myself slipping again-- across that
backward tilt.
When my emotion tried to match up with what I heard from others lips.
Spouting forth from foreign brains, ingraining into me.
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I could feel myself slipping again-- across that
backward tilt.
When my emotion tried to match up with what I heard from others lips.
Spouting forth from foreign brains, ingraining into me.
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\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.” -Charles Bukowski.
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I could feel myself slipping again-- across that
backward tilt.
When my emotion tried to match up with what I heard from others lips.
Spouting forth from foreign brains, ingraining into me.
--
\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.” -Charles Bukowski.
--
I could feel myself slipping again-- across that
backward tilt.
When my emotion tried to match up with what I heard from others lips.
Spouting forth from foreign brains, ingraining into me.
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