Dear person who looks at this page,
I know better than to simply assume a complete justification for my actions, but… What a week.
What a great fuckin’ week.
I smile down at the page before me. I like writing- It’s really quite fun. So is doodling on Book’s head with yellow marker, but I don’t often get the chance to do that ‘cuz he always run away from me, for whatever reason.
Hee, hee. It HAD been a good week, actually!
Scarecrow, Book and I had been on a mission not too long ago. It was fun, because the guy leading us there got lost. We just kinda followed him, laughing our asses off. Book was not amused… Damnit, Book is SO up himself sometimes! I mean, he’s an okay guy ‘n all, but urgh… He’s just no fun. That’s why I like to annoy him so much.
“Hey, Mother!” Scarecrow pokes his head through the door. I quickly shove the notebook to the side, out of sight, “Whatcha doin’?”
“Eh, just leitura a stupid comic.” I grin, pointing down at a one-page strip of a stick-figure yelling aleatório shit at people. (Cookie if you can guess that comic’s name. :3)
“Cool.” Scarecrow smiled, “Hey, raposa and I were gonna head down to Maccy D’s, I was wondering if you wanted to tag along?”
“Fuck yeah!” I grinned, “I amor Maccy D’s! How about you and I have a contest, who can drink the most Fanta, before we puke?”
“You’re on.”
“Awesome!” I say, sticking out my tongue dopily.
Scarecrow shook his head, still smiling, “You’re such a dipshit.”
“Thanks! I try!”
--
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we there yet?”
“NO.”
“Are we there-“
“WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?!” Scarecrow yelled, slamming on the breaks, making me slam my head into the back of his chair.
“No. Are we there yet?”
Scarecrow turned his attention back to the wheel, one eye twitching repetitively under his signature shades. Hee, I remember giving him that pair.
“Hey Shane?” raposa smiled over at him, “Are we there yet?”
I know better than to simply assume a complete justification for my actions, but… What a week.
What a great fuckin’ week.
I smile down at the page before me. I like writing- It’s really quite fun. So is doodling on Book’s head with yellow marker, but I don’t often get the chance to do that ‘cuz he always run away from me, for whatever reason.
Hee, hee. It HAD been a good week, actually!
Scarecrow, Book and I had been on a mission not too long ago. It was fun, because the guy leading us there got lost. We just kinda followed him, laughing our asses off. Book was not amused… Damnit, Book is SO up himself sometimes! I mean, he’s an okay guy ‘n all, but urgh… He’s just no fun. That’s why I like to annoy him so much.
“Hey, Mother!” Scarecrow pokes his head through the door. I quickly shove the notebook to the side, out of sight, “Whatcha doin’?”
“Eh, just leitura a stupid comic.” I grin, pointing down at a one-page strip of a stick-figure yelling aleatório shit at people. (Cookie if you can guess that comic’s name. :3)
“Cool.” Scarecrow smiled, “Hey, raposa and I were gonna head down to Maccy D’s, I was wondering if you wanted to tag along?”
“Fuck yeah!” I grinned, “I amor Maccy D’s! How about you and I have a contest, who can drink the most Fanta, before we puke?”
“You’re on.”
“Awesome!” I say, sticking out my tongue dopily.
Scarecrow shook his head, still smiling, “You’re such a dipshit.”
“Thanks! I try!”
--
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we there yet?”
“No.”
“Are we there yet?”
“NO.”
“Are we there-“
“WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?!” Scarecrow yelled, slamming on the breaks, making me slam my head into the back of his chair.
“No. Are we there yet?”
Scarecrow turned his attention back to the wheel, one eye twitching repetitively under his signature shades. Hee, I remember giving him that pair.
“Hey Shane?” raposa smiled over at him, “Are we there yet?”
Step 1: First, you will need to have the status of your character. Tell the information about him/her. The things you will need to tell are:
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Animal:
Height:
Weight:
Theme Song:
Family Members:
And so on.
Step 2: Second, you need to tell your character's story. What happened in your character's past? What do you think will happen in his/her future?
Step 3: Third, you need to come up with a design for your character. If you are not really an artist, get someone else to draw your character for you.
Step 4: Lastly, be creative. Give your character special powers, so they can fight. Also, you can give your character weapons and vehicles, such as, guns, swords, vans, motorcycles, and any other thing you can think of.
Well, that's how you make a fã character! Have fun! Bye for now!
Name:
Gender:
Age:
Animal:
Height:
Weight:
Theme Song:
Family Members:
And so on.
Step 2: Second, you need to tell your character's story. What happened in your character's past? What do you think will happen in his/her future?
Step 3: Third, you need to come up with a design for your character. If you are not really an artist, get someone else to draw your character for you.
Step 4: Lastly, be creative. Give your character special powers, so they can fight. Also, you can give your character weapons and vehicles, such as, guns, swords, vans, motorcycles, and any other thing you can think of.
Well, that's how you make a fã character! Have fun! Bye for now!
