VODKA AND EGGS 2013: revamped and reloaded(*FOR REAL THIS TIME*)IVE THOUGHT REAL HARD ABOUT IT, IT'S BEEN A YEAR, I LIKE HETALIA AGAIN ANDIVE DECIDED...IT MUST BE DONEi haven't moved in yet (basically i won't be able to use my tablet & photoshop til early march) so COMING SOON THIS SPRING YYYYYEEEAAHHHHHalso hello friends how are you guys doing it's been awhile
The Extermination.The Rat, Ran. He knew why they called him Chalkboard, he often ran and when he did, his feet echoed the sound of clapped erasers and his nails scratching the floor sounded like chalk etched onto a board. This time, he ran for his life.He could hear the gas flowing behind him. It smelled like death. He bounded forward and towards the scape hole on the other side. As he drew closer, his eyes were filled with blinding light, a second of pain, and then nothing. Merry Christmas spat the exterminator and threw the dead Rat into the bag.