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Alan
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*This Bio is bein renovated and is currently incomplete, check later*
Name: Alan

Personal view: I'd say I do good art in a short amount of time

Personal Quote: Like a pin in your tail, family keeps you together,
even if it is a pain in the butt.

Go see these people:
:iconsmilehkitteh:

Friends:
:icondrjoshfox:

Close Friends:
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Activity


For all intents and purposes, this will be for when you dont understand whats happening in my written submissions.

This will clarify any kind of serious confusion and may help enlighten a possibly confusing plot (not that my plots are going to be bad an unfollowable, but sometimes when you read something; and a double take on it just doesn't help, you need someone to give a hint.


Characters & How they relate to each other:

Andy Beltz:
Andy is always going to end up being the honest, leader type. He usually won't start off with any kind of power or status, but generally his natural charisma rectifies this.

Erica:
Erica is that girl that dresses super goth, but is the nicest person. She does not take no for an answer, and does not hesitate to use physical violence to get what she wants, playfully or not. Between her and Andy, we have key point in all realities, timelines, and universes; they are always in love with each other soon after meeting (soon being a relative term).

Flak:
Flak's personality is similar to Erica's in that they are both generally positive, but that's where it ends. Flak is the guy that makes one comment and you want to punch him in the throat. This doesn't make him a bad person, it just means he doesn't know when to shut up. He will always have some form of "love-hate" relation with Quin.

William Quin:
Quin is always the logical, take no prisoners type of person. He is what anime would call a "tsundere". This means that you need to get to know him to see any kind of emotion, otherwise he's a total hardass.

Owen:
In most cases, Owen has some kind of backstory relating to Erica. This will vary, but it will normally be an "on good terms" type of relation.

Tom Crota: 
This character was created alongside his partner and wife- Marie -with the express purpose of being two of the most effective heroes in whatever respective universe they are placed in. Tom's key point is that he always loses his right eye and wears an eyepatch from thereafter.

Marie:
As stated above, Marie is the counterpart to Tom. Not much is different between the two besides their key character point. Marie's is that she is always in some way superior to Tom; be it combat skill or otherwise.

(More to be added with time, this is currently incomplete)
To be honest guys and gals, I've been doing butt tons of other stuff, most of it college related and I kind of stopped submitting cause... well my laptop got more and more difficult to stay on for more than 5 minutes...


Anyways, I might have a set of stuff to upload just to have out there and show off the transitions between then and now. These may mostly include stories I've typed, but others may be digital art I've done for classes and some (by this I mean probs very little) of my hand draw stuff.

I want to become more active with my old contacts here so this next portion is for you guys:

To :iconsmilehkitteh:;
Back from the dead and reporting for duty, Lieutenant Fluffball, sir! :salute:


To :iconfrostfaux:;
Long time, no speak... ^^; I hope you've been doing well. :wave:


To :icondrjoshfox:;
We're currently talking, carry on...


To everyone else who actually read the journal instead of deleting it on sight,
I need an audience for my stuff, are you with me?! These are quality (lose term usage alert) stories I'm writing here and I'm skilled with digital media (non-exaggerated statement), so it would behoooove you to give it a go for art's sake.


Thanks in advance, 

Someone who wishes he could change his user to Apex_Cat
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I have officially cleaned alot of stuff out of my profile.  This includes, but may not be limited to; certain watches, personal journal entries, deviations, among other things.

No need to respond to this, just lettin you know, alot of stuff may come up missing on my page that used to be there.
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The Story of Flak

May 1st, 1996

10 minutes outside of Langley, Virginia


"Trust me babe, if magic is good for anything, its entertainment, if you catch my drift.~"



Around 6 a.m. in the forested area outside Langley Falls, something breaks the twilight silence.  A dapper gray cat with the deepest crimson for eyes, stalks cautiously onward.  His outfit consists of black slacks, a lightly frilled dress shirt, a black bow-tie, white gloves, and a jacket with coat tails half-way down his thighs.  He clutches precious cargo with one hand, holding it to his chest, and his other hand is held out with his middle and index fingers firmly embracing his thumb.  He walks one foot easing in front of the other, scanning his surroundings for potential threats to him or worse, the thing he carries.

Once he broke into a clearing, he took his free hand and struck his middle and index fingers against his leg like a match.  This causes a ball of light to form at the tip of his fingers and float up and before him, leading the way.  He proceeded with a bit less caution, but still having his open hand ready to cast a spell in defense.

As he got sight of his destination he began to speed walk, knowing any danger would be deterred.  His target was a run down cathedral in the middle of the forest.  It seemed no one was having up kept, so it was in obvious disrepair.  The cat approached the huge front doors and knocked.  With several minutes of silence, the cats hopes seemed dashed, but then an elegant voice echoed out from behind the doors.

Ersila: This is the Grand Witch Ersila, state your business or be trans-mutated into a frog.

Otto: It's me, Ersila! It's Otto! Let me in, quickly!

The doors retreated into the building with eerie creaks revealing a witch, the species was indiscernible, but one could assume a rodent or something along those lines.  Regardless she stood a whole foot over Otto, who was about six feet or so.  Otto entered the cathedral, the doors creaking shut behind him.

Ersila: To what does my coven owe the pleasure for a visit from Otto the Amazing Magician?

Otto: I prefer wizard, and it's not a social call, Ersila.  I need a favor... A serious one...

Otto then revealed what he carried, a small baby, resembling him strongly, but with fur so black it almost didn't exist in the optical spectrum.  Ersila seemed pleasantly surprised.  As far as anyone knew, this great and powerful wizard was celibate by personal choice, yet here he is with a child in his arms about to ask an incredible question.

Ersila: Who's is it then?

Otto: I rather not say...

Ersila: Embarrassed about breaking your self-righteous celibacy?

Otto: No, his mother is too important to me, and the three of us are in danger.  You know what I'm about to ask of you.

Ersila fondled the childs hair then spoke at him in a babying voice, but was speaking to Otto.

Ersila: Of course, you want me to protect this little fluff ball.

Otto: Not only that... It's likely I will be in hiding for quite some time... I'm asking you raise him.

Ersila looked at Otto understanding his worries.

Ersila: He will be more than welcome in the coven.  The girls and I will watch over him until he is old enough to go on his own.  After that, it is up to him what happens.

Otto then remembered how cryptic Ersila could be, but knew what she meant.

Ersila: So what's his name?

Realizing he had not even considered a name for his son, Otto simply gazed down at his child with an inquisitive look.

Otto: Flak... His name is Flak...

Ersila: Peculiar name, wouldn't you say?

Otto: This is a peculiar child.  He is MY son after all.

Otto then gave his son a loving embrace and held him out to Ersila, who carefully took up the child.  Otto began to twitch and shuffle a bit as he turned for the door.

Ersila: He'll be ok, Otto... You have my word.

Otto: I know... I'm just worried I won't get to see him again... Where I'm going, no one should tread.

Without another word, Otto walked out the doors as they creaked open then immediately shut.


The year is now 2015, the child is now nineteen, and nothing will be the same for much longer.

Ersila sat on a chair, lounged really, and watched the coven as they practiced their magic.  She then noticed one was missing.

Ersila: Flak, come here please!

Flak approached the grand witches chair, his outfit?  Nothing but jeans.  His demeanor? Full of himself.

Flak: Yes Auntie? Did you need something?

Ersila: You are my personal assistant, look out at the coven and tell me what is amiss?

Flak turned to the coven practicing magic and scanned the group.  Finding what was wrong he looked back to Ersila.

Flak: Where's Bella?

Ersila: Good job, dear boy.  That is precisely what I want you to find out.  I know you have a..... knack for finding the girls when they stray.  Be a good boy and find Bella?

Flak: Right away, Auntie.

Ersila: Good, I know you'll do well.

Turning away, Flak left the cathedral to find the missing witch.

Traveling to the West Coast, Flak began his search.  Bella did enjoy the beach, and San Francisco was the place she adored most.  She may be there now for all he knew.  Making his way down to the beach to look, he was then struck with grief as he noticed a police car in traffic.  Inside was Bella, she had been arrested, and now Flak needed to break her out.
To be honest guys and gals, I've been doing butt tons of other stuff, most of it college related and I kind of stopped submitting cause... well my laptop got more and more difficult to stay on for more than 5 minutes...


Anyways, I might have a set of stuff to upload just to have out there and show off the transitions between then and now. These may mostly include stories I've typed, but others may be digital art I've done for classes and some (by this I mean probs very little) of my hand draw stuff.

I want to become more active with my old contacts here so this next portion is for you guys:

To :iconsmilehkitteh:;
Back from the dead and reporting for duty, Lieutenant Fluffball, sir! :salute:


To :iconfrostfaux:;
Long time, no speak... ^^; I hope you've been doing well. :wave:


To :icondrjoshfox:;
We're currently talking, carry on...


To everyone else who actually read the journal instead of deleting it on sight,
I need an audience for my stuff, are you with me?! These are quality (lose term usage alert) stories I'm writing here and I'm skilled with digital media (non-exaggerated statement), so it would behoooove you to give it a go for art's sake.


Thanks in advance, 

Someone who wishes he could change his user to Apex_Cat
  • Mood: Daily Needs

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