Sunday, February 15, 2009

Zong's suggestion


Thanks to Zong's suggestion, I've decided to put up a comic today just to see the feedback. Anyway it represents what happened a few days ago, and in case you don't know who the other guy is, well, think harder. And also going to put up a.. um... 'literary work' in honor of the trend.

'The sound of rain hitting the concrete floor, drowning out nearly everything. The sky was dark, filled with black clouds that threatened to bolt anyone whom dared to stand before them. And yet, there was one boy - standing on the roof of the dormitory building. His entire body drenched in the cold rain, his hair messy and clinging to his skin, covering his eyes and forehead. His mouth was slightly open, showing a little of his teeth, and in the cold you could see a little bit of mist every time a breath escaped his lips. His white buttoned shirt turned transparent thanks to the rain clung to his body, showing the color of his skin, and even his legs felt the cold caress of his drenched pants clinging to him, drooping lower a little every time a raindrop managed to land on it. His hands were in his pockets, probably the warmest part of his body at that point.

It was a wonder why he stood there, alone, in the cold rain, when he could just walk down a flight of stairs and across a relatively short hallway to his room to enjoy the warmth of the heaters the Academy had provided for each room. Surely he had a reason, a proper reason, to endure such weather. Not only was the rain pouring down hard on him, but the temperature was already extremely cold compared to the norm. But the boy wasn't shivering, he took the full force of the weather, just to enjoy the feeling.

The feeling of standing in the cold rain, the freezing water droplets caressing his bare skin. It calmed him - not that he needed it.

He just loved it - the sweet caress of rain.
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He looked up at the dark sky, his hair parting a little, allowing for his eyes to see through the strands of hair. Thunder boomed, and his mouth closed. He took a step back, and then turned, walking towards the dormitory door. Kicking it open, he began his slow walk down the stairs, his entire body dripping with water from head to toe.'

Well, it's not a very good composition. But yeah.
Don't want criticism for the lit shit, just for the comic - to see if I should bother continuing or not. It only takes 2-3 minutes to draw it out anyway, and will probably always feature my real life

hint: the other person is french


- HARUHIIST

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