Also we have been tossing around the idea of selling the comics on different sites, i would like to do it here on deviant art, but I'm not sure if that is permissible or not. or if the interest would be there. time will tell.


What if... ENDThe light of Love illuminated the Romance Diner, bathing both Josh and Mary in her wake. The image of the diner softly shattered like a waking dream to reveal its true nature. The patrons, those together and those achingly alone, where connected by the slightest of threads, those together, bound to one another, and those alone, hurt and lonely, held their threads and smiled as they finally saw on the other end their lost loved ones waiting, still there, waiting for them with all of loves past glowing in their hearts Joshua Love called this is where you first stepped into our world, where you first laid eyeWhat if... END


Mr CellophaneAnd it started out as such a nice day too. The cleaners put just the right amount of starch in the collar of my favorite white dress shirt, I managed to actually get those tickets to the Yankees this afternoon, I even managed to not get any of the hotdog I had for lunch all over my nice crisp shirt. And here I am bleeding all over it like a perfect chump. Pauls Christmas ham sized fist struck me square in the jaw for a third time as he huffed and puffed like a prizefighter that needed to be put to pasture long ago. You gonna keep that nose of yours out of the bosses business, Jack or am I gonna have to breaMr Cellophane


What if... part 10Memory walked calmly astride Joshua and Mary, her hand falling on the black case of lenses resting on her hip, and frowned bitterly, Joshua, my world is not for the living, it is the realm of the past, the lost, not for you. Memory rests her hand on Marys shoulder and squeezes, the spark of life fades from her eyes as ribbons of blood run down her tanned skin. She is nothing but memory Joshua she said narrowing her eyes, Dead flesh and cold blood are my things, you are anathema here, an affront to all those who trust me with their past, yet I cant make you leave, noWhat if... part 10
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There are three kinds of people in the world: Those who are good at math, and those who aren't.
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You wasted your time reading this.
Okay. Thanks. Bai!
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I'm not an artist, I only play one on TV.
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Cherushi <3
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There are three kinds of people in this world: Those who are good at math, and those who aren't.
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