Petewa

I was in a pixely mood today. I attempted at nonorganic versions of the inika masks and noble versions of the same.

Festive medieval fellow.

Yeah

Ok so the smaller versions of the pics are for actual use and the large versions are for seeing what they look like.

The coloured bits are pallets for the kit based on each of the classic matoran tribes and I tried to do all the classic masks in both noble and great forms. Some had never shown up in noble form so I made do.

Today?

Friday.

Granted, but,

As soon as you're finished with them,

They're finished with you,

On no more than a whim,

They move on to someone new.

This bagel,

That bagel.

Your bagel?

Stale bagel.

A simple feat,

To cure the staleness,

It's nearly fail-less.

I wish,

For my wish,

That I wish,

This day,

To be granted,

In the most,

Unexpected way.

A curse apon my wish,

That I now do wish,

That is my wish,

Corrupt this.

A faceless name,

A nameless face,

A faceless man,

Shall win no race,

And know no fame,

Just as any can.

Not yesterday.

A raptor man,

With a raptor plan,

The alpha boy,

We all enjoy,

Chris Pratt.

The squad is near,

And all shall fear,

Those in my photograph here,

For they are near,

They'll make you fear,

The squad whose photograph I hold dear.

A warrior, I see,

Armour strong as can be,

Sword readied,

Shield readied,

Warrior ready,

you can't just respond to everything with finger guns

Frekkin' watch me.

Disgruntling.

Granted, you find a good idea in a book,

And after reading, you think to yourself,

"If only this idea weren't a plot I'd read,

I could keep it to myself,

Alas I'm fill'd with dread,

For the only ideas I have are ones I've already read,"

I wish for a bagel,

Not a donut without frosting,

Or any kind of gul,

But a bagel, indeed,

A bagel to eat.

Sunsets are lovely, wouldn't you think so?

Reminds me of France, but it looks off

 

 

 

 

Boing goes the megaman,

Up and down the halls,

Boing goes the megaman,

Bouncing off the walls.

 

Y'know, back when I was a youngin under the name of RC15O5, I spent like a month or more talking only in rhymes. I actually want to see if you can go longer!

And so I'd rather not,

But I find dares obligating,

So I think I'll try my lot.

I'm rocky.

Mask on, my man.

Was his face made of plastic or was plastic made of face? He screamed, for he did not know.

Sweet ponytail, man.

On a phone, it's hard to tell whether that's a boy or a girl unless you zoom in.

I still can't tell.

Granted, but not really.

I wish.

Haver of guns,

Gunner of halves,

Airy guns in having, he be.

Is the hair blue, or is that just the lighting?

Boing goes the megaman,

Up and down the halls,

Boing goes the megaman,

Bouncing off the walls.

Granted, but it burns your toungue, ruining the evil look about you.

I wish for this wish to be corrupted.

Imrukii,

Was a tree,

How could that be?

Don't ask me.

Plastic man,

With a plastic face,

Driving to win,

A plastic race.

Two of Five.