Still on hiatus but I wanted to bring everyone a small update. I'm on the third draft of my novel, and am currently brainstorming ideas on how to rewrite the beginning to make it more interesting. I've got craft commissions out the wazoo that I'm trying to finish for the upcoming holiday season. Also, I'm trying to catch up on my reading (that's what an hour lunch is for at work). Speaking of work, I *finally* got a new, full-time job with benefits and the whole shebang. I'm so incredibly happy, because it means I can take my time with the novel now and make a quality piece.
Other than that, I want to again congratulation
who got 18K and 19K, and
got the grand prize for 20K! I'll hopefully be out of my art hiatus status soon and back on track to get those to you guys Rules:
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TRADE: Fires Within"Hmmm..." The half rumble, half soft growl as the mech crossed his arms for a minute only to uncross them again. Instead the Musha Gundam rested his hands on the hilts of the two swords that were at his hips, this was just a more comfortable of a rest pose when in full armor.
The Musha was about the average size for a Gundam of his world, about six without his helm and the cresting antler like horns adorning it. He was as broad in the shoulders and chest as any of the former members of his warrior clan, his bloodline having always produced mechs for the front lines in any war or smaller battles.
His armor was that of his clan colors as well, mostly crimson and white colors with highlights of gold such as his antlers; and undertones of a gray-ish black under the main armor.
Bakunetsumaru sighed, sifting his weight from one foot to the other a few times before settling back into his semi-relaxed pose as he continued to scan for danger. It was his turn at sentry duty, and of course he got
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