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That is right all my dear Night Walkers, your Leader is closing the book and shutting down. Due to the intake of requests and the more popular they have started to become, the Organization is no more. This profile started out as a weak one manned try to bring back the original Organization that had a follower and active in real life members of 100 Night Walkers, and now it's just a personal little space for the Leader of no one's art. The Organization is closed, disbanded, and it's time for this lost Leader to move on. The Organization will remain up, but all it's new art and business will be moving to a new profile where people can request art, and all my new updates will be posted up. This is the humble retiring Leader of the Organization Night Walkers, bidding you all a goodbye till the new Profile is up. Thank you for walking with us this far, goodnight.
!WARNING!-!!RETURN OF THE ARTIST!!
I just want everyone to picture this creepy opening scene of a dumb horror movie, and then just me slinking out like 'hehehhehehe *A*'. No no, but seriously, I'm back everyone! I've been working on my art, as well as some other things, and soon I'll be ready to even open up and take commissions! If you are a follower of mine, you could be in for a treat because I'll do one free chibi for ya! Other commissions will have to be paid for, but I'm not open yet so on my way to that soon!
One night,one more time,thanks for the memories
I must be crazy for getting up at 7:51 am to write this, but I felt like it needed to be done. For two years now I started seasonal work at a amusement park in South Carolina called Carowinds. Once a year however, in late September all through October, it turns into Scaowinds: Halloween Haunt! It started last year out of the want to have a fun first job, and it didn't help that most of my friends worked there. I was working in the Cemetery maze that was outside dressed up as a dead Amelia earhart. My jacket was way to big, I was way to shy and small, and the flighter pilot's cap was nothing more than a shiny pleather cap held on my head by a
The sinner is the saint
I felt a little stressed out about this, so I know this was the only place I would be able to talk about it without getting busted. I work at a traveling pet clinic, so that says something about me wanting to help animals. Well my co-worker found a ten month old pitbull who is currently staying locked up with her cars due to the fact she has three already and the male she has will kill the little boy she found. I just had to agree to foster him, but knew my dad's wife wouldn't let that happen since she's scared of every fuck'n thing. We have two little dogs at the house. Just note that they are smaller than cats. What I've heard about this pi
Tell me, I want to Hear it.
I'm a tough person, and I always will be. When I was little I was bullied a lot, and that made me weak for a long time. I didn't know how to stand up for myself, and even if I did I always lost any way. It was like that all the way up to Jr. High. When I got to Jr. High I met two new friends who took me under they're wing and created a rough tough tomboy girl who stood tall and won. She was known as a monster, beating up even boys without losing and without a scratch. A spitfire who was dangerous to the touch and hung out with the schools black sheep with pride. Ever since that day I've always been like that. Loud, rough, tough, hard, harsh,
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