Old, but I'm not that old(O, art!) Young, but I'm not that bold

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: white; font-size: 40pt; letter-spacing: -4px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px white;][b]☮ Halthorne G.A.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; color: white; text-align: center; font-size: 10pt; margin-top: -2px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-left: 60px;]I'm not passive but agressive.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 1px solid white; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; width: 320px; margin-left: 125px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid transparent; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 350px; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; color: white; margin-left: 115px;] Halthorne had been walking through the rainforest, on his way to go drink alcohol. He had to drink it in private, since he would get demoted if he drank too much. On his way there, he found a weird object that was probably left by a twoleg. He opened it. "Hmm..." A part of it lit up, showing the words 'Laptop No. 231'. What was a laptop? Luckily, there were instructions on a note beside it for certain things to do.
    After messing around and stuff, he got to some art-making program. At first, it was all confusing, but then he got the hang of it. "I see. It's some sort of twoleg drawing machine? He said. He drew simple pictures first, like a sloppy smiley face. Then he moved on to more advanced things such as the scenery around him.
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    [size=36pt]wonderland ?![/size]



    Wonder watched quietly from on top of a nearly tree. What was that thing he had? Man, this was strange. The small tabby blinked her dark eyes before hopping down to a lower branch to examine the weird coloring thing.


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; color: white; font-size: 40pt; letter-spacing: -4px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px white;][b]☮ Halthorne G.A.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; color: white; text-align: center; font-size: 10pt; margin-top: -2px; text-transform: uppercase; margin-left: 60px;]I'm not passive but agressive.[/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 1px solid white; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-right: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 0px solid transparent; width: 320px; margin-left: 125px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid transparent; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 350px; margin-top: auto; margin-left: auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; color: white; margin-left: 115px;] Some kind of note popped up on the machine that he could not read. He ignored it and looked at his drawings. "There's something different." There was something that made these a lot different from his pencil drawings.
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