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Late an still half done, here’s a zombie cyborg chick with tattoos an fancy hair.

Right the pipe in the neck tubes, lips are in her gun arm’s tattoos and the graze.

I’m off on holiday so pick three items from this image.

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Ok this is really close but Christi S gets it.

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Jugeing is going to be delayed due to computer trouble.

THE new date is 30/04/2019.

New grafics card has no VGA connector, so i’ve been forced to use a TV as a monitor , 1280 x 720 on a 30 inch display , not good enough to actually show my full computer screen!

An the colour is way off, lines have a nasty blur around them too.

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Here you go.

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More trying a new set up, it’s the common desk of crime/action.

i couldn’t think of away to use the car then as a car.

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Dead line 2 weeks, 23/03/19

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My bad, i thought we where on post #153284?

Here we go

Sword, shoulders and trouser flairs.

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“Foot off the car! or she’ll brake it if you scratch it. ”  Dominic waned her.

“Really? she not that scary, blonde- ” Nicolella started to argue

“She’s a dye job”  Dominic noted.

“Mysterious .”

“That she is, her file looks a damned barcode, like i told you we’re the muscle, a Marine Corps Lance corporal and a SWAT officer, we’re the door kickers.

Now what does the hell does “<span class=”tlid-translation translation”><span class=”” title=””>cerebrum</span> <span title=””>magi</span> <span title=””>manducans” mean anyway?” </span></span>
<span class=”tlid-translation translation”><span title=””>Dominic asked idly.
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“Well who dinner is this?” Emilie smiled to her self the blood on the floor was still warm, she was getting closer.

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Ok so it works on chrome!?

That’s odd, im running the same flash version as firefox…

But does not read my flash cookies, i guess i’ll have to transfer that in abit.

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later then i’d planed firefox is screwing up.

Ears are on sholder guard things.

Eye is sword hilt and chest plate.

Head is in fire.

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I’ve got this too, a tryed useing the old browser of last resort ( internet explorer) and it’s still broken.

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It was a bitter cold, the air stung with flakes ice.

For a week we waited, every on man woman and childs sharped weapons, and waited.

We waited for them, as the wild hordes gathered out side the walls.

The first to fall was the strongest of us, Fjorleifr the skull maiden.

One moment she joked and laughed at there arrows, catching a spears from the air and hurling them back.

The next moment the horde was on top of us, in a flury of blade, a shaven headed brute stepd forward and sliced the head clean from Fjorleifr the skull maiden shoulders.

Fjorleifr fell dead, and the battle weighted on us.

The wild  men had only stone blades and no real armour but a greater weight of numbers, it was with the bloody power  an force of arms that es forced them back.

But the warrior stood be for the walls, holding Fjorleif’s head , one eye hung lose.

 

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Theses not an eighteenth month  despite the American problem and the 18’th is past us , so 18/12/18?

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