Introduction:
This will be a fanfic (with accompanied fan art) of a storyline i'm coming up with. It will have my Fursonas (Check my gallery) as well as some of our beloved Sonic characters. I'll also be throwing Jaykoya in to the mix as well. Another possible outcome to the spacial rip that Darkon threw him in, he'll land in the depths of the Mobian forest.
This first chapter will be the final chapter of an untold tale of death, betrayal, and despair as the Hue-man race infiltrated Mobian soil thanks to the workings of Doctor Ivan "Eggman" Robotnik the third. This is their story.
Prologue: Fair Well Sonic
"It's time to open the gates! Po
"I don't know....this thing is a LOT heavier then it looks Dex...." Jaykoya rubs the back of his head, looking at the Miritan, his legendary blue bo staff. Well, legendary in the book that lay on the table near them at least.
"Well, i'm stronger then I look as well. Come on, let me see it!" Dexter's voice was sharp. He was putting off the impression that he was growing impatient. Blossom floated over to him. "Dexter, no need to be pushy...."
"Yea! Cause I want to see it first anyway!" Buttercup jumped up and flew over to him. "Pleeeease Jay!"
Jaykoya laughs. "Now now, kids..." he pats his hand on Buttercup's head. "Well, Dexter asked first
"Where am I..." Buttercup sat up, rubbing her head. "Ah...I feel like I just got hit by Kimbo Slice and tackled by Brock Lesner...."
"Glad to see you're awake, Buttercup." She jumps a little at the voice, then sighs as she sees Jack sitting in a chair not too far away.
She blushes and looks down. "Jack Sensei...I'm...."
He shakes his head. "Do not apologize. You had no control over what that demon was doing."
The door opens. Both look up to see Jay standing there, smiling. "Morning sunshine." he chuckles as he steps into the hospital room they were in. "How are you feeling?"
Buttercup looks down at her hands. They were bandaged up. She
A tattoo.
Throughout American history, it has been frowned upon by many.
By Moms
By Dads
By Politicians
By Religions
However, what of the tattoo itself? What of the Artist who depicted it?
Is skin not more then a canvas itself?
A Walking piece of art work created by the Ultimate Artist Himself?
Yes, we are His temple
Temples need design and beauty do they not?
Stained glass
Crosses
Angels
Columns
Are these not garnishments to the temple itself?
Then how can tattoos not be seen as such?
Simply an artist on another medium
Displaying their passion, the passion give to them from the Ultimate Muse Himself.
A Tattoo
Much more th
"I can't believe what Buttercup is doing back there...." Blossom sets the last of the school staff down, far away from the battle.
Dexter adjusted his glasses. "Despite what we saw...that was not Buttercup...."
Blossom looked over at him. "What do you mean?"
"Sure...everyone knows that Buttercup has a temper. And a bad one at that...but.." Dexter looks directly at Bubbles, who was holding onto Courage the dog, sniffling to herself softly as Courage licked her cheek. "She would never attack her sisters...."
Blossom looked at Bubbles compassionately. Dexter then looked over at Blossom. "One question...who was that guy fighting with master J
With Great Wrath Comes Power by jaykoya, literature
Literature
With Great Wrath Comes Power
'I need a weapon....or eventually he'll get the better of me....' Jack thought to himself as he ran. He was running as fast as his feet could take him, but Wrath was right on his heels. "Where are you going Jack? Are you afraid of my POWER!" Wrath slams his scythe into the ground. A large shockwave of energy flies at Jack.
Had Jack been any normal person, this would have been the end. However, thanks to some old friends, Jack had learned how to fly. Or as they put it, 'jump good.'
Jack leaped high into the air, avoiding the attack easily. He gently landed on the school roof top. Down below, Wrath squinted his eyes. "....that pisses...me....
Jay rolled several times before spinning and slamming a bo staff into an oncoming attack. He gritted his teeth and pushed his assailant back. His attacker lands, smiling. "Glad to see you aren't losing it in your old age, Jay-sama."
Jay smiles, standing up, tapping his staff on the ground once. "I could be 8,000 year old, and i'll never miss a beat, Jack-sensei."
Both bow to one another, their class clapping in celebration in such an awesome fight. One student in particular was cheering loudly: Buttercup. "WHOO HOOO! YEAAA!"
Jay tosses his staff over to Jack. Jack proceeds to place them on the rack as Jay turned to the class. "Now, we've f
Jay looked over his shoulder. "What did you say?"
Buttercup floated there, dripping wet and naked, her arms crossed on her chest. "You said ALL That, but you didn't ONCE mention any elf action!!"
Jaykoya laughed. "Well now that I think about it, no I didn't. How about I make a deal. Take your little wet behind back to the bath, finish up, and while you three are eating, i'll tell you about them." Buttercup grinned. "you got it!" with a whirl, she vanished back to the bathroom.
Jaykoya sighed. "A wild spirit that one...." he looks at the wet floor. "...."
Jaykoya simply waved his hand. The water lifted off the floor, floated though the air
Back at the puff household, Jay, or Jaykoya as it were, was cleaning up the small wound from the punch he'd received from Breannin.
All three girls floated behind him, watching. Each had questions running through their minds, but Buttercup was the first to speak up. "Jaykoya huh? Sounds like a funky anime reject name." Blossom looked at Buttercup harshly. Buttercup shrugged. "Well it does!'
Jaykoya chuckles. "That's because you do not know the meaning behind it." He turned, grinning at them. Bubbles couldn't help but giggle when he grinned.
"I'll break it down for you. It's an ancient Elf name given to me by my foster parents. J-"
"Elf?
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So 2011 was ABSOLUTELY dry for me artwise. I think i posted A piece of artwork ALL year. And looking at it, don't like it. Time to re-evaluate my style, my ideas, and dreams and move forward. 2012 is my year!
Today I posted the first episode of my new web series called, "The Sort Of Real Life!" It'll be a depiction of my life, more or less. This is going to be a crazy ride :3
Sorry about lack of no updates....AT ALL....
Actually went through a tad of a drought drawing wise. been focusing on youtube channel and getting that going. That doesn't mean drawings aren't coming. in fact, i've got two i'm working on tonight i want to post just to give this account LIFE! LIVE I TELL YOU LIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!