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from devil may cry. inked with microns and colored with markers
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i luve it :+fav:

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Cool Dante

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'dis gallery ish teh RIPxxxxooorrrzz!
Oooh wow i must hug u. :hug:
Wow how did you manage to get the background blurred like that? did u use photoshop?
You have amazing abilities with marker...
Wonderful tones, highlights, colors, and everything!:thumbsup::thumbup:
:+fav:

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98% of the teenage population does or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your signature.
thanks~ :blush:

in the original dante pops out quite a bit from the backround because of his thick black holding line and the lack of any line work in the backround. for some reason when i scanned, he got a little lost in the backround so i did tweak it a bit in photoshop with a slight blur. good eye my friend! xD
adore the style, his attitude and the coloring, everything :D

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s t i c k s & j a m . c o m
thanks you~ i'm was rather happy with how his garmets turned out
The coloring is just amazing! I wish I was that good :3

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-Love :rose:
Syuichi

"And My Heart, It don't Beat, It don't Beat the Way It Used Too, But My Lips, They Don't Kiss, They Don't Kiss The Way They Used Too"

-The Killers (For Reasons Unknown)
Thats one interesting dante....I like it heheh....

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Where's my Faust VIII? :o

Quote of the moment: “That’s what ya get for bein a good samaritan…” :zombie: ~Kei Kurono of Gantz
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Like Tousen from bleach, so do we :) [link]
Still love to :manhug:
Such hothead :D

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Little bird that fly in the sky,
Why did you poo in my eye?
Now, you have to die

After the fire, the fire still burns,
The heart grows older, but never, ever learns.
The memories smolder, the soul always yearns.
After the fire, the fire still burn

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