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Sketches 1

mamoru14

Published: Dec 24, 2012

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I decided to do this cuz I felt like it. ALSO! If you plan on using crayons for coloring, I DO NOT recommend Crayola! They smudge easily . . . I had to digitally fail my drawings cuz of all them smudges!

1.) That's a random character I made just for this, making the design from the top of my head.

2.) That little speech stuff is for stuff. A lot of my characters' designs are based on Zora's design. I used Zora for a fanfiction for Monster Buster Club in 2009. The original plan was to make an original story with her as a dragon trying to fit into the normal world. Maybe I should rewrite it again . . .

3.) Merry Christmas Sapphireyuki-sama~! I'm sorry if this picture isn't right. I was doing everything without reference. You're just an awesome person, and you deserve it (even if my picture isn't beautiful and I put it in a sketch)! So, again, sorry!

4.) I kinda thought this would be a twin for sketch 1.

5.) I love the Yayoi and Shouta pairing in Idolm@ster! They are so cute~!

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