I'm back (Read Description)

I'm back, baby. :3 Ahahaha, I reign supreme.

Welcome one and all, to my new profile. A collaborative profile me and my friend are doing. We discussed we could work together on drawings, collabs and that sorta stuff. Expect more from us soon. And a quick update; over my hiatus, I've done many changes to my characters, my drawing styles. And if you wish to talk to me, Ned, go on to my old account and talk to me through Notes. I have alternative versions of Ned, and ones that actually make sense. I'll spare you the backstories for a journal entry.

I've decided to get rid of the following characters:

Jake Enright [STILL UP FOR GRABS]

Isaac: [STILL UP FOR GRABS]

Lily [GIVEN AWAY]

Rose [GIVEN AWAY]

If you want to keep these characters, type in the comments of what my favorite multiplayer battle game is, on Steam. If one has guessed that, they shall be awarded that character, and they shall keep that character. And vice versa. And if that question is cleared up, They have to guess what my favorite superpower is. It begins with A, and it ends with D. 

And I've recreated some characters.

Maggie - Turned from the Binding of Isaac version of Maggie into an original character.

Jake - Turned from a New York City cop into a girl by the age of 29 named Louise, and became a writer, who is the care taker of Ned Percival Enright and Nat Elise Enright. (She did not have a sex change! XD) 

And here's a quick update for characters I've made.

Pravada Sovetskiy - (This character is from an alternative history I've made myself, so, it's not true on what happened) An adept copy of Ned created by the Soviet Russians, who escaped from Moscow from the nuclear fallout from Adolf Hitler's Nazi armies in the Second World War. Few Soviet Russians escaped to the United States to seek refuge, in the fifties, and after years of living in a hole in New York City, in Brooklyn, American citizens in the old days were racist of their faical well being, and after the Racism was over, in the U.S., the Soviet Russian-Americans have never forgave the Americans. One of the Soviet Russians stole blueprints of how to re-create the human genome system. With metal parts. Cyborgs. And as they grew old, and had children of their own, on their deathbeds, they wished them to create what once was. So, they made a secretive intelligence service only the Intelligence branch of the US Government knows about it. The Central Intelligence Agency, affiliated with the National Protective Intelligence Agency (I made up the NPIA, copyright!) knew about these agencies. The OSS/CIA kept a close eye, in the sixties, of Americans who wanted a lust for power. Soon, the USSR, And all of Russia were wiped out. American soldiers marched into the wastes of what once was Russia, and helped most of the Russian citizens out, and into American civilization. In the early 90s, The Soviets, now the SRID, have made the first prototype of a cyborg. It was dysfunctional, and it was a failed test. On December 26th, 2013, SRID Agents finally created Pravada, considering they have heard too much about Agent Ned Enright, the Silver Eagle of the NPIA (Alternate version), the world's greatest Secret Agent. Pravada is known to have powers of the unspeakable. He's a freerunner. As he's seen footage of Ned on secretive cameras, Pravada has noted his personality. Freerunner. Strong. Brave... Pravada has unspeakable powers. He shoots fire, with his hands, and is strong enough to lift the Burj Khafia, in the UAE. nothing is of weakness. He has ultimate hatred and desires to kill Ned. Once he delivers the final blow to his weak and frail target, he shall reign supreme, for Mother America, for the Hammer and Sickle.


Noah "Fathel" Weaver - An adopted child of a royal family. Lives in the human province of Galacia, on the large country of Diliweil. Not much is said about him. He's a loner, who just wants to be in middle class, instead of 1st class. He has immensely pale skin, as white as the snow, eyes as icy as the shoreline. Not much is known. Better to find out in stories, I hope.

And, there's something below, here.


And as for the ranting on my old account... Those days are over. No more ranting. Heck, I'll be honest with you, darn it. I'm done ranting. I can see why it had gotten so dang annoying, and I just wanted some fans because I was jealous of everyone else. And now I realize being normal, usually isn't the way to get there, and being all jealous and prissy about it won't help either. Normal is boring. And I'm so, so sorry I always spent my time just ranting and ranting and ranting. I was jealous. And to be honest, I'm sorry. I was always mad that my friends never commented and favorited my art, even though when I made art for them, they just took it. I'm not calling you guys greedy, my friends, but some people just want what they want, instead of other art. And I finally understand now. I'm sorry. I owe you guys a lot of apologies. I have too big of a list of people I need to say sorry to. I always lived in my own world, and that's over now. I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry. Just remember I love you all. I'll never be stupid like that.