Alone

UUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHH...*clears troath*...I'm just happy that i finished this artwork.It took me almost a week to complete it but,normaly,i would've finished it days ago.It's because when i start a sketch,it becomes an artwork and when i do these kind of things,i just lose my time on the real artwork i've been working on.But now that i'm finished,i won't worry about it for long. =3=
If some of you guys don't remember this character i drew,his name is Thunder.He's my Minecraft skin.Basicly,he's me but in a different gender.(I feel better playing as a guy character in all video games,don't judge me >:I)His real "username" is ThunderCraft64.
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(Man,i just realised i'm creating a little story here O_o...well,this is my first tme writing a story in a website sooooo...enjoy?)
In this sceen,he was walking down the mines with his special and "creepy",for others Minecraftians,friend Herobrine.They usually go down mining togheter while making jokes and sharing stories.(wow,i really am creating a story!)Thunder loves his company.It makes him feel...safe.Even when the mobs are lurking around in the darkness,he just feels relaxed.Times have passed,the shorter male desides it is time to go to the surface.When he turned around to face Herobrine,he was gone.Looking around for him,he could'nt see a pair of white glowing eyes,just like his,anywere.The only thing he sees is the torch he placed next to him and darkness.One of the things he feered the most is being alone.Herobrine knows how much Thunder hates being with no others but himself.Grabing his wrist,he felt tears coming out of his eyes.He began to panick,not knowing where to go,he stayed in place while looking around one more time.Screaming the name of his close friend won't do any good or it'll atract mobs.Weirdly,his torch went out.It never does that!Being more scared he could feel mobs coming,circling him.He closed his glowing white eyes but then feels something else.He opened his eyes again and,relieved,he found himself in his house,lying on the bed.He could hear Herobrine and Ender having a little agrument downstairs,like usual.It was just a nightmare...
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Wow,i feel weird writing a little story...But i think this would help to know what is really going on.Oh,and the name Ender that is been writin in the end,he's an enderman.So i call him Ender for short.(i should think of another name for him -___-


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