Prehistoric Tea - 1/11
Rex transforms painfully into a raptor after drinking tea poisoned by a stolen formula.
A collaboration I set up between
rexequinox and
Slasinth
Story by
Slasinth
Art by
rexequinox
Character belongs to
rexequinox
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Discreetly looking over his shoulder, a man dressed in dark pants and a white shirt casually went back to walking down the dimly lit street. Feeling that he was being tailed, he turned his head again and looked behind him. That was a genius idea! A small crowd of people were behind him, going in different directions. A Group of people hung out at the corner of the street, talking and laughing.
Forcing himself to turn around, he scratched his arm and turned the corner. Looking down at his watch, the digital readout displayed 23:00. He was late, and his client did not like it when he was late. Pushing open a small glass and wooden door, he stepped into a poorly lit pub. Looking around the small yet full bar, he tried to spot his client.
Over in the very corner of the pub sat another man. His pronounced facial features and his look of disgust immediately pinpointed him inside the rather lively crowd. Making his way towards the man, he bumped shoulders with a strangely dressed individual. She looked up at the man and glared, her tall Mohawk and pronounced jacket spoke for her. Sidestepping her, he slowly made his way over to the man.
A collaboration I set up between
rexequinox and
SlasinthStory by
SlasinthArt by
rexequinoxCharacter belongs to
rexequinox<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>
Original
Discreetly looking over his shoulder, a man dressed in dark pants and a white shirt casually went back to walking down the dimly lit street. Feeling that he was being tailed, he turned his head again and looked behind him. That was a genius idea! A small crowd of people were behind him, going in different directions. A Group of people hung out at the corner of the street, talking and laughing.
Forcing himself to turn around, he scratched his arm and turned the corner. Looking down at his watch, the digital readout displayed 23:00. He was late, and his client did not like it when he was late. Pushing open a small glass and wooden door, he stepped into a poorly lit pub. Looking around the small yet full bar, he tried to spot his client.
Over in the very corner of the pub sat another man. His pronounced facial features and his look of disgust immediately pinpointed him inside the rather lively crowd. Making his way towards the man, he bumped shoulders with a strangely dressed individual. She looked up at the man and glared, her tall Mohawk and pronounced jacket spoke for her. Sidestepping her, he slowly made his way over to the man.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species Dinosaur
Size 930 x 1280px
File Size 366.5 kB
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