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Published: 2001-10-15 21:01:02 +0000 UTC; Views: 254; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 21
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Not even sure why i am putting this one up here. I am notreally happy with the way it turned out. I like the skull, but the text seems too blah.....Also wanted the face to lunge at you at the end, but didnt have enough time today...maybe tomorrow eh?? Comments welcome (as usual)Related content
Comments: 7
h41i70515 [2001-10-18 18:30:10 +0000 UTC]
yes I requested one at the forum...
I like matrix7's icons
and I like pixels, so this isn't too pixelly οΏ½
i am not a machine
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matrix7 [2001-10-16 13:56:05 +0000 UTC]
Umbilikal - maybe, if he likes it. *shrug* I am taking the text out (people can always read your freakin name for pete sakes). Trying to get the eyes to glow but its not working.....oh well. Update later today!!
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xkevincleanx [2001-10-16 08:52:39 +0000 UTC]
not a fan of the text but the black things that come in are rad
I cant help but fear
look to my species and tremble
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loiden [2001-10-16 05:19:45 +0000 UTC]
I agree with u.. the skull is great.. but the text.. it needs some more work.. mm.. but ah.. itΒ΄s a great icon.. nice work!!!
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Pixels are hollow.. I can prove it, look here οΏ½..
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sanguru [2001-10-15 22:14:00 +0000 UTC]
tis perdy. a little pixally (is that even a word ) but over all very nice. missed you! love ya *hug*
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giggly [2001-10-15 21:23:00 +0000 UTC]
I fink it is purtty
Beauty is but a flower which wrinkles will devour Brightness falls from the air Queens have died young and fair Dust hath closed Helens eye I am sick I must die
Thomas Nash Song in a time of pestilence
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