Aw, shit. I started an issue didn't I? *sigh* Close whenever you please. I just had a story writing itch, and needed to scratch it, and what good is a story if you can't share it with people who can say more than 'oh, that's cute'? Total noob mistake on my part, and I apologize. And like I said before mistur, I was already set on cheesy fire by defiling the holy cheeze llama, but I think you have the right to do it again now that I look at this spontaneously made piece of crap. I might edit it later, but I probably won't post it in like, five years when everybody forgets it. Oh, well.
As for the sake of the thing, one last thing must be done before this thing is set on fire by a red cactus weilding jardinian: I give you, the only OWFTUL fan art in existance. It's a piece of crap I know. in all its noobish unfinishedness.
Up in the vent is el'scrabino, operating the bikini cannon. He looks the way he does because he hasn't replied to my question on how he would like to look.
Speedy the scrab is kicking around houston's morphball. Havoc is being chased by a posessed abe16 and crocomire hunter, and speedy the ripper is cutting metroids in half.
The pile of mangled mush in front of the stage is metroixer, after getting run through by the ripper.
Snuzi is taking a snuz by the bar, and arxyl's plant is passed out.
of course you all know that's splat at the end of the bar.
Samus and I are watching motherbrain tell her really crappy jokes, and dicussing whether to throw rubber chickens or bricks at her jar.
Kabutroid and kraid are up front, and ridley is behind the bar.
There. Stare in awe at the steaming pile of skunk's shit's shit. Awesome.
What a revenge of the noobs this has been...
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