I had it. But it was the first day of college and I only had one class so…

Yeah. Let's just look at shit I drew.

Now let's enjoy a sprite running.

And now for a short dialogue:

Xiaoai

I’m a detective, but I don’t work just so I can take another swig from my bourbon. I investigate what troubles the world's most valuable client, society, the system, the whole shebang. Conspiracies, corruption, everything. (wink) Name’s Xie Xiaoai.

Pan

Oh, a detective~ You do have the look of an ornery cuss. I sit myself upon this chair. Looking down, the blinds emphasize the eyes of this lone man, white and hollow is this skin. You see my skeleton. Beyond this lustrous beauty is but the scraps of the city, beaten and scared into the dark. You’re the dark. You look at me with a crooked face, “What’s up, doll-face?â€? To you, I say, “Please save me from this poor attempt of a girl trying to be humanist.â€? You’re from Beijing, you’re clearly urban trash, supposedly intelligent but society is your puppeteer, you are nothing but in the dark.

Xiaoai

That was mean. How dare you. I challenge you to a kung fu fight.

Video of the Moment:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITyPjjz1WUg

This blog makes no sense. It's a jumbled mess, but it's too cool to have actual meaning like all great writing.

btw i have a deviantart lol

http://thernz.deviantart.com/