Where I've been

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Right you can Either...
1. look at this as a very crap picture i've drawn and skip the description and comment on it at face value what is fine I do it myself sometimes OR
2. Read the long description I am about to write to understand it... then comment on how crap it is

History

This pictures is a dedication to my own past, a look back at where I have been and looking back now I know i've come along as an artist and I am happy with that. Also It was in the hopes that it would help me look for a new beginning and work out what am going to do with myself now as an artist... and It failed misserably! Well it worked 50% I giggled over the past

SO lets begin
Firstly the white gentlmen in the blue coat sitting on the edge of the Column. He is Hentai Hunter... Wait... Did you hear(read) that write? HENTAI... Yes when I first began my anime influenced steps in art i first began with hentai but I was a hormonal teenager so give me a break! Hentai Hunter was just a writing name I used (YES YES i use to write smut to give me a break *grumbles to self) and was infact a clumsey silly guy who liked hentai... kinda like myself. As I carried on he developed a look. His eyes were covered because the eyes were the gateway to the soul so if your smirking and no one can see your eyes everyone worries what your thinkig (perverted thoughts obviously ) But as he developed into his own character and own story he became a skillful demon hunter who said little to nothing at times and seemed without emotion for a while...

Then came his second incarnation. The long grey/gray haired fellow standing to the middle. He was to be even more emotionless and barely spoke a word to anyone. He was more or less totaly devoid of emotion and women dropped at his feet (YEAH i wished that really happened >.< BUT unlike the first incarnation he had reason behind him. Why would an emotionless demon hunter call himself... HENTAI hunter (hentai translating as pervert) well basically at one point he wasn't even a very good hunter, he was infact more like myself geeky, clumsy at times and was the computer brains behind the hunter team he was in. Now he wanted to call himself somthing cool like dark avenger but unfortuantly his friends onhhis hunter team changed his application form to Hentai hunter because they all called him a perv (what he was) Unfortuantly on a mission his team (minus his finacee and himself) were slaughtered by a demon that ate souls and just as it started to eat his soul his beloved killed the demon. His black hair became grey and his emotions died and so was born Hentai hunter. Unfortuantly I split with my rea life finacee, found out hentai hunter looked like a certain Final fantasy character and in the end i kinda got tired of being a big hentai head seeing as I found out for all my perverted ways... I don't enjoy sex yeah go figure!

So the character died but the clothing remained and so was born Nightmare Prince who is crtching at the front, a vampire who had fell in love with a human girl and planned to spend his life with and she loved him. Unfortuantly the towns people found out and killed the girl so she reminaed pure and Nightmare Prince Avenged her death by masacering the towns people. From then on he hated humans and spent most of his life alone. Unfortuantly in the future his tomb was disturbed by humans and he found himself in the future and pretty much in the thick of a war between humans and demons, suprisingly... vampires were on the humans side and he was stuck inbetween joinning the humans or rallying the vampires against humanity again!
Thing is Nightmare Prince was also a personification of my own turmoil atthe time when I was depressed. he was my rage and anger and sometimes he is drawn with large black angel like wings because when his anger gets so powerful they appear so he can reign death down upon people. But my anger diedand though I still like Nightmare Prince (after all it's still my log on name here ) He no longer appeals to me for am no longer angry. I still dress like him to this day

Now when Nightmare prince was born also was born the jester. He was my happyness and depression rolled into one. When he looks in a mirror he sees a negative of himself. The negative worries about the real fool but because he is only a reflection he can't help him. What was and still is me. I spend alot of time making others happy and forget about me and though a lil voice says i should be doing stuff for myself... i ignore it. The jestor is still a character in my life and always will be. He is the person in the back of m head telling me to help everyone and make them all smile

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Unfortuantly when I was drawing this i must have been BLIND because the proportions are way off, I had no idea what to do with the background and just messed about with my blender pen and basically the only one i liked was nightmare Prince because he looked cool how I had crotched him down.

So all these characters are me... but not me anymore... so where do I go from here >.<??? I keep asking that and I don't geta reply!