Dark Jungle,
Chapter Eleven....
“Are you okay,” Cheetara asks, searching him with her eyes like a worried mother.
“I’m all right, there’s no need to worry.”
“Really, then what happened to that plan of yours,” asked Tygra.
“Plan?” said Lion-o. “Uhm, something came up.”
“Well, nice of you to tell us,” Tygra scowled. “We’ve turned this town upside out looking for you, time we could’ve spent searching for some answers.”
“Sorry but I couldn’t exactly help it,” Lion-o snarled back.
His head was still throbbing, a col
Dark Jungle
Ten,
"Do you think he'll make it," asked Monrey, worry in her every word.
"I'm willing to bet money he won't," answer Row with a side look at her.
The two watched Lion-o descend the long staircase from the small upstairs apartment. He clings desperately to the banister leading to the Rats Nest below.
From the bar they watch the young lion as he eased his way down, every step was a fight with his self. The pressure between his ears and his dizziness made even standing upright a challenge.
"What do you think Siamera?" The monkey turned to her friend, enjoying some late breakfast beside them. "Would you say he can make it?"
Sh
Dark Jungle,
Nine...
Opening his eyes Lion-o winces from the bright sunlight as the space around him came into focus, he found himself in an unfamiliar room.
It was a cozy little apartment, the light that blinded him before now softly streams in through the curtains.
Lying in a bed he was covered with a light afghan. Running his hands over the blanket he wonders how he got here.
The last thing he can recall is entering the Rats Nest, everything passed that is a blur.
There’s a throbbing pain on the side of his temple, touching it he feels a large bump.
What the hell, he thinks to himself.
While still in a confused state he catches t
Dark Jungle,
Eight
With all the commotion subsided and the audience returning back to their ordinary day. All that was left were the two men still unconscious and laying in the street.
Lion-o noticed kneeling beside one of the men was a very small woman. She couldn't be more than 3 feet tall with short white hair, she was a mouse.
“Who's that,” he asked motioning to the lady.
"Why that's Row." Acknowledged Monrey, "she owns the rats nest."
"Good afternoon Row," yelled Monrey, waving her hand high above her head.
The mouse's head shot up and narrowed her eyes in their direction, "Monrey, are you here to pay your tab?"
"I don't h
Dark Jungle,
Chapter Eleven....
“Are you okay,” Cheetara asks, searching him with her eyes like a worried mother.
“I’m all right, there’s no need to worry.”
“Really, then what happened to that plan of yours,” asked Tygra.
“Plan?” said Lion-o. “Uhm, something came up.”
“Well, nice of you to tell us,” Tygra scowled. “We’ve turned this town upside out looking for you, time we could’ve spent searching for some answers.”
“Sorry but I couldn’t exactly help it,” Lion-o snarled back.
His head was still throbbing, a col
Dark Jungle
Ten,
"Do you think he'll make it," asked Monrey, worry in her every word.
"I'm willing to bet money he won't," answer Row with a side look at her.
The two watched Lion-o descend the long staircase from the small upstairs apartment. He clings desperately to the banister leading to the Rats Nest below.
From the bar they watch the young lion as he eased his way down, every step was a fight with his self. The pressure between his ears and his dizziness made even standing upright a challenge.
"What do you think Siamera?" The monkey turned to her friend, enjoying some late breakfast beside them. "Would you say he can make it?"
Sh
Dark Jungle,
Nine...
Opening his eyes Lion-o winces from the bright sunlight as the space around him came into focus, he found himself in an unfamiliar room.
It was a cozy little apartment, the light that blinded him before now softly streams in through the curtains.
Lying in a bed he was covered with a light afghan. Running his hands over the blanket he wonders how he got here.
The last thing he can recall is entering the Rats Nest, everything passed that is a blur.
There’s a throbbing pain on the side of his temple, touching it he feels a large bump.
What the hell, he thinks to himself.
While still in a confused state he catches t
Dark Jungle,
Eight
With all the commotion subsided and the audience returning back to their ordinary day. All that was left were the two men still unconscious and laying in the street.
Lion-o noticed kneeling beside one of the men was a very small woman. She couldn't be more than 3 feet tall with short white hair, she was a mouse.
“Who's that,” he asked motioning to the lady.
"Why that's Row." Acknowledged Monrey, "she owns the rats nest."
"Good afternoon Row," yelled Monrey, waving her hand high above her head.
The mouse's head shot up and narrowed her eyes in their direction, "Monrey, are you here to pay your tab?"
"I don't h
If I had one thing to say to the creators of the new thunder cats series would be, seriously consider making a manga.
Reason 1= it will be a lot cheaper than animation.
Reason 2= instead of writing a cartoon for children you could write a more mature manga and it will give you a much larger audience.
Reason 3= you can go so much deeper in one chapter then in a 30 min. episode.
Reason 4= Mangas are very popular and you will rebuild your fan base.
With all that being said there are quite a few requirements for it to be a success.
Get all new writers! I feel the series was greatly hampered by its poor writing. Now I'm no award-winning novelist b
Madness, all a bunch of madness.
Feels like work is taking up most of my fun time. I've had a really great drawing on my computer for what seems like forever and haven't had a chance to finish it.
Sorry if anybody's feeling ignored but I really haven't had a chance to do much of anything but sleep when I'm home. I wish for the day when I can draw for my living.
being that I work in retail right now my days are pretty full. I even have to work Thanksgiving… I'm sure that after the holidays I'll have more free time….
So I promise that after the holidays I'll be uploading more art and fan fiction…..