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Logan simply grunted at Frank, not even bothering to properly thank the man for his help, as he popped open the drivers side door and he and Callie climbed into the cab. He was just reaching for the ignition when the cab lights dimmed and every screen, his GPS, the radio, the CB, all suddenly...

Dhalsim remained motionless as the echo of the explosion faded, the only change in his otherwise serene demeanor was the brief downward curling of his lips at the Grasshopper's passing. It was a needless loss of life. Yes, Baker was its architect but the ego of the one who perished was the...

I have yet to see it myself.

Despite the odds, I've managed to get a post up.

Cutemon glanced around anxiously as it looked like a scuffle was about to break out between Anais and Monmon. They wanted to reach out towards Ace, get him to step in, but, seeing the intense look on their partner's face as he stood at the line, stopped short, not wanting to distract him...

Just letting you know I might need an extension for this week. I will try and get something out for the 12th but just in case I can't.

Every day's a school day as they say.

Really? Huh. When I think squirrel, I see this: Maybe it's because the tail isn't up that it doesn't quite look like a squirrel to me.

Is that the squirrel in the last picture? I'm not exactly an expert but it doesn't look like any squirrel I've seen. Well it does but not quite.

Oh no! Not positive praise!

Dhalsim rose slowly, his legs still folded beneath him, as he levitated up and then forward, following the others as they prepared to exit the cell. The air beyond was a graveyard of sensations but Dhalsim showed no outward sign of discomfort as he took stock of the surroundings. Although he...

Ace's attempts at impressing everyone had fallen flat, quite literally, and he felt flushed with embarrassment the moment he felt Anais’ hand wrapped around his arm. He had hoped, rather foolishly, that maybe she, and the others, hadn’t seen him wipe out, before even managing to make the shot...

I think if it involves crashing then it makes it knocked unconscious. 🙃

It has been a bit fast for me to be honest. That's why I didn't really have Dhalsim interact with or mention anyone as to not stall someone. I am involved in a few other projects so it's my own fault really rather than anyone else's.

I've made some small edits to Dhalsim's sheet. Nothing of great consequence but just so everyone's aware.

Dhalsim sat in silence in the corner of the cell, his legs folded into a lotus position. The cold, jagged floor beneath him bit into his skin, while the stale, recycled air burnt at his lungs, but he let the discomfort pass through him like smoke. He didn't need to look at the others to know...

I've got a post up but I'm in two minds so I might go back and revise the ending. EDIT: Revisions made. More comfortable with this one.

Cutemon listened to Muchomon as he explained the reason why he was out of breath. His comments about the need to push one's self hit with surprising resonance, it had been something they had been trying to do themselves recently, ever since their transformation into Unimon. When the caravan got...

Name: Dr. Naradatta Dhalsim Universe: Street Fighter Current Location: World of Monster Hunter/Sheldar Personality: Haunted by his past as a scientist, Dhalsim has sought to unify his mind, body and soul through the discipline of Yoga. However, Dhalsim's greatest skill is his patience. He knows...