Oh God, hottest thing ever. Murr! *Fapfapfap*

I like it. It's simple.

Neener! *Is southpawed*




Really though, that must suck. D: I'm sorry.

Ooh! Smiling sun. I haven't seen one in forever.

The smile on my face is not one of simple pleasure, but of great anticipation as I gaze upon the pulsating mass of paradise. As it draws closer I feel reality distort around me, become less distinct, even squiggly. The ground wavers like satin, almost forcing from my legs a balancing step towards the land mine disguised as an innocuous (if small) beach umbrella. But I will not fall for it. Not again. As the world turns to liquid around me and land becomes indistinct from sea, I muse that even my wristbands look green. Do my eyes deceive me? No, such is the nature of this momentous event that anything is possible. That such a trifling colour change should occur is insignificant. As I reach higher, I feel as though even the sun is watching with an encouraging smile.
Time seems to slow. The passengers of the nearby boat cease their flippant conversation and turn, as one, to bear witness, their expressions frozen in a mixture of ecstasy and horror.
The flaming, shimmering wyvern, my eternal friend and rival, covets the BALL as well. His happy grin, which even now fills my heart with hope, announces that he for all the world expects to be the victor, to gain this prize. Oh yes, he covets. But one fundamental truth will be his undoing: he has no arms.
In the milliseconds before my fingers touch the glowing sphere, as the entire world teeters on the brinks of both salvation and destruction, as science and God, as one entity, bears down on me, I wonder only one thing: Which is more purple, my shorts or my prose?

and yet, it's still better than anything i could ever draw haha.


and AHHHHH TALOSAR, that was the best thing i've ever read.

I like the boat.

ART.

SIMPLY FANTASTIC.

LOL