As I rushed past the officer I opened the door to the living room and what I saw shook me to my very core I saw my parents sprawled all over the floor, cuts and slashes all over their body and blood everywhere. I stepped back and screamed. I had mixed feelings. Like one half of me wanted to help them. And the other just wanted to drop dead. My body froze. Like I was powerless to do anything. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried. It was like I was glued to the spot. As I stood there I noticed something on the wall. When I looked at it I felt sick. Written on the wall in blood was my name; Akira. I stepped back
I appreciated the favorite, it's nice to know there are people out there that like Full Metal as much as i do.... oh, and you might not see any pics of Ed in my Gallery... How about i change that for the better.
(and because i can't think of anything else to DRAW!)
Any other advise, opinions or ideas i would love to hear.
The favorite was no problem I tend to favorite pictures I like.I wish you luck in drawing, I know from experience that is it hard, especially at my age, but by the look of your gallery, you have no trouble at all
Keep watching and you will see the graphite and ink co-exist... My art is mediocre at best, but very soon you will see the extent of what I can do... For the talent, gifts, and Masters I have absorbed made me who I am today... The trial and tests expanded what I knew about art... Watch me very close and you will see Full Metal as you have never seen him before.