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Welp, I just happen to came across this and thought, "why the heck not?" and went to do it. |D

1. What does your Deviantart name mean and why?
It has no meaning actually. I took the word "Quartz" and tweaked it around. I don't quite remember why I picked that since I made the account four years ago.

2. What fandom were you obsessed with when you joined and what are you into now?
When I joined? Let's see... I think it was Tron: Legacy. Gotta love that cyberspace-universe XD
As for now, I'm more into Pokemon, Star Trek, and Mass Effect.

3. How many watchers do you have now?
56. Wow... quite the number~

4. Name 3 of your favorite artists on DA.
Ah... hmm, that's kinda hard since I don't really have a real fave artist. If I like what I see, I faved the work. XD 
Well, if I have to pick, it would be sakimichan, eldridge, and ky-nim.

5. Or lack thereof, move along…
Ooohkaaay...

6. Do you participate in clubs' contests here on dA?
Hmm, nope.

7. What is your most popular submission?
My PMDU Hunters Guild Temporary App it would seem. :D (Big Grin)

8. What are your favorite non-anime TV shows?
Ah, to name a few: Sherlock, Doctor Who, The Amazing World of Gumball, and Gravity Falls. 

9. What are the things you wish you could draw better?
Arms, hands, and feet. Those three are the hardest to draw. And I'm trying to improve my anatomy work, particularly in musculature.

10. Summer or winter?
I dunno really, since I never experienced both seasons. I live in a tropical country. 

11. Rain or Sun?
Rain. The Sun is always too hot around here.

12. What's your favorite type of music?
Classical, and perhaps modren remixes of them. I also liked Pop, but it depends. 

13. PC or Mac
PC. I never used Mac.

14. Anime or Manga?
Hmm, dunno, since I don't really read or watch them, but I think I'll pick Anime over Manga.

15. Coke or Pepsi?
Either is fine for me. XD

16. Read or TV?
Hmm, I'd say both, since I can't stand reading for too long, or watching TV for too long either.

17. How many hours a day do you spend on dA?
No idea, probably 2-3 hours culminated? I tend to go on and off from dA actually.

18. Name a talent.
Well, I can play the piano. :) (Smile)

19. Flash or traditional cartoons?
Er... Both are fine... I think? Not sure about this question. Sweating a little...

20. What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
Burger King. No contest.

21. What are your top 3 favorite books (aside from manga?)?
Wow, hmm. I have a LOT of those. XD
Let's see... Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune, and Titanic: A Survivor's Story. (It's an account of the sinking of the historical liner written by one of the passengers. It's a really interesting book and quite detailed indeed)

22. Wii or PlayStation?
I don't have any unfortunately...

23. Name 3 of your favorite bands/singers.
Well, seeing that I don't really listen to pop much, I don't have that many... but I think I'll have to pick Josh Groban, Adele, and Ariana Grande.

25. Do you like Denny's?
I don't even know what that is...

26. What is your favorite smiley?
XD

27. What is your favorite type of pie?
I think I like Apple Pie.

28. Have you ever stayed up for 24 hours?
Almost. It was the New Year celebration. My family went to Singapore and we stayed up until around 4 a.m. 

29. Do you go on dA a lot?
Yep. Every day and on every single chance I have. XD

30. Are you a member on any other sites besides DA?
Tumblr, Facebook, Twitter, Pixiv, and so on.

31. Do you cosplay?
Nope, and never want to.

32. Fruits or sweets?
Fruits. I like 'em better.

33. Buttered, plain, or salted popcorn?
Buttered. Though, I like Caramel Popcorn better. XD

34. Have you skipped school?
Yes, a few times~

35. Have you been on a plane?
Yep. Countless of times.

36. Have you swam in an ocean?
Yeah, but it was kinda of an accident, really. Didn't plan to be thrown off the rubber raft into the water in the first place. Got seawater in my mouth and it was freaking... blegh.

37. Have you been ice skating?
Nope.

38. Favorite sport?
I have to say, swimming. :) (Smile)

39. Ever been on TV?
Hmm... not sure that I have...

40. Favorite salad and dressing?
Potato salad with mayo X3

41. What do you do to relax?
Reading, surfing the net, napping, or just plain lazing around. XD

42. What is the last film you saw in the theatre?
Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb. It's not as fun as the previous two, and I think it had lost its momentum slightly, but nevertheless, I still enjoyed it. 

43. Favorite Sandwich?
Ham and cheese. 

44. If you could go anywhere in the world…
Whoa, hmm... there are so many places I want to go... well, I'd say Venice, then I'll go to Rome, then Athens, then London, and then... okay I'll stop now. XD 

45. Favorite time of the day?
Nine PM. It's the only time where I can be free being creative and chatting to my friends. 

46. What did you want to be when you were little?
A pilot I believe. XD I was fascinated by airplanes when I was small.

47. What do you want to be now?
A writer, probably, or a maybe a sketch artist or animator.

48. If you could eat with one person, who would it be?
Hmm... dunno really.

49. What character would you hate to be stuck in a room with?
I dunno...

50. When is your birthday?
May

51. Favorite type of ice cream?
Chocolate caramel~

52. Last book you read?
Assassin's Creed: The Secret Crusade

53. Which store would you max out a credit card at?
Kinokuniya! I love that bookstore to bits XD

54. Do you buy / sell / both on eBay?
Nope. Never done it.

55. What is the most annoying thing people ask you?
"Wait, you're college student?"
I'm freaking 20 years old people!

56. Favorite all time movie?
Atlantis: The Lost Empire. XD

57. What was your favorite show when you were a kid?
Dexter's Lab, Digimon Tamers, and Pokemon.

58. What are you listening to right now?
No Good Deed from Wicked the Musical.

59. What is the last thing you ate?
Rice, with chicken soup and some vegetables.

60. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
... er... not sure how to answer that. Sweating a little...

61. What is the first thing you notice about another person?
Their eyes. Dunno, but I always found people's eye color interesting.

62. Favorite sport to play?
Erm... swimming?

63. Favorite Day of the Year?
Christmas!

64. Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs are okay. XD

65. Vanilla or Chocolate?
Chocolate. No contest. XD

66. Favorite Board Game?
I'd say... Monopoly.

67. Favorite smells?
...
...
...

68. What inspires you?
Hmm... I'd say several artists and novelists, with the TV shows I watch... I guess. Sweating a little...

69. Do you have any piercings?
Nope, and not planning to get any of them.

70. How many siblings do you have?
One. He's both a blessing and a constant source of annoyance. |D

71. Bacon Bits or Croutons?
I don't even know... what are they?

72. Favorite Day of the Week?
Saturday.

73. Favorite phrase?
I don't think I have one.

74. Favorite Restaurant?
Pizza Hut. 

75. Favorite animal?
Oooh, doggies! Especially Shiba, Akita, and Huskies! I love those three breeds. XD

76. Favorite thing to do outside?
I don't really go outside much actually, but perhaps go watch a movie or just browsing around the local mall.

77. Favorite thing to do when it's raining?
lounging on my bed with a novel. XD

78. Favorite Disney character?
Oboy. I have to say... Scrooge McDuck and Bolt. 

79. Do you like coffee? If so, what is your favorite brand?
I'm not really a coffee drinker.

80. Tag 6 people.

MuriArts  Kingadee  Mytew  ActFast231  julioblah  SpeckulativeDust 

You don't have to do all of these if you want to. That's a LOT of questions... but it's kinda fun. Eheh. XD
"Looks like we hit a road block." Declared one of the construction workers. Tristan looked over the blocked area and hummed to himself.

"What do you think, Tor?" he gestured to the enormous boulder which was blocking their path to the other side of the chamber. The Prinplup guessed that this boulder had been sitting in the middle of the path for a very long time from the number of moss and growth covering the boulder.

Tor tilted his head to the side, studying the road block, and turned to Tristan. "You seriously want my opinion? I'm not a demolition expert, but I think a dozen round of small charges and drills could break that." he jabbed a thumb at the boulder with a shrug.

Tristan nodded and turned to the workers. "Alright. I guess you guys have explosives and "Drilling" moves?" He was met with a chorus of 'yes's from the number of uniformed and hard hatted 'mons. But then, someone shouted.

"Sir! We found a Stealth Rock trap behind the boulder!"

Tor blinked. "Well, that's convenient." he said. 

"How so?"

"Just roll the boulder over the trap and you're done." Tor deadpanned.

The Galvantula in charge of the construction blinked his multiple eyes. "Ah. Alright men! Let's move!"

A couple of explosives later, the boulder rolled over, hitting the pressure plate, and activating the trap. A moment later, the sharp, jagged rocks fell and broke into the rolling boulder, completely shattering the stone into pieces. Tor simply clapped his paws, "Let's move then. Is that a meatroot I saw?" and went to pick up the said root-like growth.

***

Logan ducked an incoming Mud Bomb and quickly ran for cover behind several basalt stalagmite. He turned his head and saw the Gabite he had met several minutes ago doing the same, heaving for breath.

"Those guards are everywhere!" the Gabite shouted, sending several Dragon Pulses towards the group of advancing Barboach Guards, quickly sending three or four flying, before ducking for cover again. "Where did you say your team was again?"

"The exit!" Logan shouted back, remembering the discussion with Tristan should they become separated before they entered Basalt Halls. "Do you know where it is then?" he added, peeking around before hiding behind the stalagmite again as a Water Pulse sailed past him.

"How should I know?! Ah, damn it!"

The Buizel peeked around and saw why the Gabite swore. Several members of the Barboach Guards had split and began to attack the support beams and scaffolding which the previous construction crew had left to support a gateway of sorts. This didn't look good.

In a flash, the Gabite erected a Protect around himself and sprinted for the approaching barboaches. Their attacks bounced off his shield and they screamed as they were sent flying after another round of Dragon Pulse. "Come on!" he shouted. Logan didn't need to be told twice and ran after the dragon type, encasing his fists in raw red energy just in case the downed goons got a little bit too close. 

"Too late!" one of the bucket helmeted Barboach before he slapped his tail on the rickety wooden beam. The stone-like gate groaned and cracked as its supports were failing, and instantly, "protect the gate" become "run for your life". Logan took the split second to Power-Up Punch the Barboach before propelling himself through the gateway, pushing the Gabite along, just in time as the stone structure gave away and crumbled.

"You okay?" the Gabite asked between coughs as dust went into his windpipe.

Logan patted himself and the supply bag. The spoolstone he had picked up moments earlier and several other supplies were still safely tucked inside, which is good, and he's fine as far as he can tell, just tired. "Yeah, I'm fine..." he said, looking at the caved in gate. "Well, so much for protecting the site..." he huffed.

"Hey, at least we got the workers out before those goons could be hurt, right?" laughed the Gabite. He went silent suddenly. "Ah... and I think luck is on our side today." he added, gesturing to the other side of the corridor. Logan turned and he could feel vast amount of heat and see sunlight pouring in. His face broke into a relieved grin.

They had made it!

But where's Tristan and Tor?
Stormfront-Aecor Dungeon 1 (Placeholder)
Placeholder until I have some free time.

Team Apps:
-Aecor
-Stormfront

Resources picked up:
-1x Meatroot
-1x Spoolstone

-Merit earned for Team Aecor
-3x Starcoins earned for Team Stormfront
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    The pain was intense, no doubt about that… Derek’s senses were so overwhelmed by the pain that he barely registered the sound of hurried footsteps as Ardor rushed to his side. He didn’t even realize that he had fallen until he felt the cool surface of Cael’s blade on his back.

    “Wh-wha—“

    “The pedestal just exploded.” Ardor informed him, slightly breathless. His eyes were wide as he began to inspect the chimchar for any signs damage. It was Cael who noticed first. His scarf snaked into Derek’s right hand, which he had used to slam the button, and lifted it up for Ardor to see. Derek winced as the movement sent a jolt of pain through his arm.

    “Look.”

    The quilava blinked at the long sword, but he nodded and tried to find what was wrong with Derek’s right arm. It took him a moment, as the mark was faint, but there was no mistaking the purplish vein-like mark on Derek’s arm. Ardor sighed, and helped the chimchar on his feet. “You’re poisoned, it wasn’t bad, but… it’s spreading fast.”

    Another pain shot up through his arm, causing Derek to wince again. He managed a small nod as he turned to Ardor. “R-right… Got any antidotes or something…?”

    “…only basic Pecha Berry paste… ” The hooded fire type replied grimly. “Not enough for this kind of poison. We would need something stronger.” Shaking his head, Ardor grasped Derek’s shoulder firmly. “Come on, let’s get you up.” He said before he slowly hauled the chimchar up with Cael’s assistance.

    “Can you walk?” came Cael’s concerned voice.

    Derek tested a leg, then another. They seemed strong enough, thankfully. “Yeah, I’ll survive. It’s only my arm that hurts.” He replied dismissively, only to receive another jolt of pain from his poisoned arm. It felt like something was stabbing him with tiny little knives from the inside.

    “Leave it to the amateurs to be underprepared.” Hetterich’s sharp voice interrupted what Ardor was going to say. “Whatever. We all should be going now.”

    Derek opened his mouth to retort, but Ardor placed his paw on his shoulder, shaking his head slowly. He just slid his arm over the chimchar’s shoulder and went to help his team member through the door. It must have swung open when the pedestal crumbled.

    Way to make a trap, Derek mused wryly.

    Before they could make their move however, a shout rang out from behind.

    “INTRUDERS! HALT! HALT I SAY!”

    It would seem the sleeping barboach had finally woken up. Using his cart to propel himself, the spoon wielding guard wheeled his way to the small escort group with shouts trailing around him.

    “I SAY HALT! DON’T YOU DARE MOVE A MUSCLE!”

    “Geez, pipe down, will ya?” Derek groaned, clapping his hands on his ears. “You could wake a Snorlax with that.”

    The Barboach faltered for a moment, before he glared. “Silence! You have trespass the territory of King Wussy the Great and Terrible! What say you in your defense or—ACK! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANCE YOU FILTHY LAND DWELLER!”

    Ardor had bent down and picked up the barboach by the scruff of the fish’s neck, who suddenly quailed in Ardor’s grasp. Derek actually found it funny that his teammate’s expression matched Hetterich’s; both had their eyebrow raised, their mouths pulled into a thin line, and they didn’t look amused at all. He would have laughed if his arm suddenly gave a painful twitch.

    “Well then, let me ask you something.” Ardor began with a flat tone. “Where can we find your wishcash leader, oh and possibly a stash of Antidotes?”

     “W-wha—I-I’ll never—y-you…” the guard’s rapidly sweating face turned mutinous. “You’ll will never know the King’s whereabouts you insolent—AIIIEEEEEE!”

    Derek only caught a glimpse of silver as a great blur of black, and navy knocked past Ardor, sending the fire type stumbling backwards. The next second, Derek found the Whisker Pokémon a few feet away on top of one of the intact pillars, held by the strangest looking Pokémon he had ever seen.

    The dewott’s elaborate black, navy trimmed long coat he wore flapped to the sides as he landed on top of one of the intact pillars. He had his paw warped around the guard’s antennae, causing the serpentine-like Pokémon to dangle off quite painfully. Derek winced from the whimpers which escaped from the barboach’s mouth.

    “Jerky boyfriends should always be ready to get trolled.” the dewott sneered in a sing-song voice. “Oh, and by the way Ardor,” the otter added, scratching his chest with his free paw lazily, “that hood doesn't make you any more cool or badass.”

    With that, he took off. The barboach screaming painfully all the way down.

    “Damnit… of all the times—” Ardor grumbled. “You two,” he turned to Cael and Derek. “Stay here with Hetterich.”

    Derek was quick to protest. “Wha-? No way! Who’s that Dewott anyway?”

    “You have a boyfriend, Ardor?” Cael sounded almost gleeful, “didn’t know you swing that way.”

    A tinge of red colored the Quilava’s cheeks. “His name is Fennec, and this is not the time, Cael.” He growled out, having regained his composure. His eyes flicked to Derek’s steely gaze, and sighed. “Fine, but try to keep up.”

    The three once again fell into their formation as they made their way to the corridor where the dewott had disappeared to. Derek lagged behind somewhat, as every movement brought prickling pain over his arm thus forcing himself to slow down. It took a moment for the chimchar to realize that they were back inside the short path where they had come from; avoiding the sharp Spoolstone rocks and the loose leftover threads as they finally arrived on the long hallway.

    Fennec was already waiting for them in the middle of the hall. He had warped his arm around the barboach’s neck, whose whimpers and demands of release fell on deaf ears. The dewott’s cool sea-green eyes settled on Ardor as the Hunters stopped to face the unexpected guest.

    It was Ardor who spoke first. “Fennec, what are you doing here in all places?”

    “You should know, you jerk.” came the condescending reply.

    Both Pokémon held their stares for a whole moment, before Ardor’s frown became thoughtful, and morphed into exasperation in a millisecond. “A-alright… I get it…” he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Look, I'm sorry for not seeking you out after that night... but, can you just give me the barboach for now and talk when things are less pressing?”

    “I think we can talk right here and now.” Fennec casually twirled a scalchop with his free arm as he continued to stare at Ardor coldly. “You think words are enough?” he tapped his foot.

    Derek blinked and turned to Cael, who leaned in. “Is it just me, or they are having a lovers’ spat?” he whispered.

    “Hmm~ it is the best bet.” Cael chuckled cheerfully.

    “…since when did you get so gleeful?” the scarfed Chimchar was now eyeing the Honedge oddly.

    Hetterich gave a huff in front of them. Whatever Cael was going to say was drowned out when Ardor let out a low groan. “What would you want me to do then?” he sounded exasperated.

    “If you want this relationship to work, you can't have me spoonfeed you all the time.” Fennec said, shaking his head. “Clueless about dating and love? So what? Make an effort to actually get those concepts instead of looking for me to hold your hand.”

    Ardor’s gaze hardened. His fists were clenched as he bit out his reply. “Look, for all I know, you just picked me out of the blue and then you disappeared without so much of an explanation or anything—“ He huffed in frustration as he threw his arms upwards. “Forget it. You're the most confusing 'mon I've ever met. What do you expect me to do, hmm?”

    “Can we cut this lover's spat please? Thank you.”

    Fennec merely gazed at the Andalusstian noblemen, unimpressed.  Sighing, he glared back at Ardor. “You and your questions...” he shook his head. The scalchop he was holding glowed as it was coated with energy, and the barboach squealed in fright as it was pressed against his neck.  “Shall I chop off his head then, hmm?”

    The barboach yelped as ice started to spread from the end of the dewott’s Scalchop, slowly freezing him.

    Ardor covered the distance between him and the Dewott in the blink of an eye. Both of his paws were clasped firmly on Fennec's arms, his hard gaze seem to penetrate Fennec’s cold, almost goading glare. Derek could almost see the tension between the two.

    “You are impossible...” Derek heard Ardor mutter before the Pokémon dipped his head in.

    It took a moment before Derek realized what was happening—due to his vantage point—but from the disgusted scoff from Hetterich’s direction and the odd chuckling noise from his honedge companion were enough for Derek to take a direct guess.

    The Chimchar’s cheeks colored and he averted his gaze away from Ardor and Fennec.

    It would seem that the barboach was not amused.

    “EUGH! Must you two do that in front of—ACK!”

    Fennec’s expression softened considerably as he slowly pulled back from Ardor. A small, teasing grin formed on his muzzle as he spoke, “Was that so hard?” There was a coughing wheeze as the dewott release his choking grip on the guard and a yelp as he handed him to Ardor.

    “No... not really...” the fire type replied, looking as if he was trying hard not to roll his eyes. “Where are you going then?” he added as Fennec began to turn and walk away.

    Grinning slightly, Fennec ran a paw through his hair. “Somewhere.” He said as he retreated. “Just somewhere”

    The ensuing quietness didn’t last very long, as Hetterich coughed loudly and the barboach guard squirmed on Ardor’s grip.

    “What?”

    “E-er… like, um...” the guard found himself stumbling on his words at the end of Ardor’s piercing glare. “C-can you let me go n-now?”

    Ardor raised his eyebrow. “Release you?” he chuckled and brought the barboach to his eyelevel. “Oh, I think I have something better in mind.”

    For some reason, Derek felt the furs on the back of his neck stand at Ardor’s oddly calm tone. Even the Guard found himself gulping.

    “O-of course… a-anything you s-say”

***

     

    The door opened just as the meatroot went into the Supply Bag.

    It didn’t take long for their new guide to usher them towards there Wussy was hiding. According to the barboach, said whiscash had settled himself between several units of guards in the centre of the dungeon. But knowing the nature of Mystery Dungeons, it could be anywhere.

    “You done, Derek?” Ardor asked.

    Shouldering the bag again, Derek gave an affirmative nod. “Yeah.” He replied and quickly rejoined Ardor and Hetterich who had stood in front of the door. He didn’t manage to take two steps before another jolt of pain ran through his arm. A quick look told him that the poison was rapidly crawling up towards his chest, which was not good news at all.

     “Are you holding well?” Cael asked.

    Derek brushed the Honedge’s scarf away with a shake of his head. “I’m fine, really.” He attempted a smile, which didn’t seem to convince his Honedge companion. Cael stared for several moments before he nodded slowly. “If you say so.” He uttered, floating closer to the scarfed fire type’s side.

    “The barboach said they have supplies and berries stored anyway.” Derek shrugged, wincing slightly from the pain. “So I guess it won’t be much a problem.”

    Cael said nothing.

    The next chamber was definitely larger than what they had passed through. It was massive to put it simply. Derek couldn’t even see the roof of the cave. Somewhere within the chamber, water dripped down into what Derek guessed as an underwater lake. That must how the barboaches and Wussy travelled here. The small group of five stopped as a barboach rolled his water filled cart up, brandishing a large, red rubber plunger threateningly.  “Halt! Who goes there?”

    “It’s me, and several trespass—I mean, g-guests for the Royal Highness King Wussy the Fourth.” Their own barboach guide corrected hastily at Ardor’s glare. 

     “Guests?” the plunger-armed guard blinked.  “Oh, alright I guess.” He nodded briskly. “This way, and don’t try anything funny.” He glared, which by all accounts, failed comically. Derek had to clamp his hand on his mouth to stop laughing.

    Deeper into the cave, the more cluttered it seemed to appear. Rooms and alcoves were dug into the walls, some sporting rudimentary wooden doors while some were left open, showing stacks of crates and sacks of berries and tools. Several barboach were seen zooming to and fro these rooms on their water filled carts.

    It wasn’t long before they saw the wishcash himself.  Wussy had situated himself—and his own water-filled pulley—on top of a makeshift throne made of wood and chunks of basalt. His greedy little eyes flickered to Ardor once, and a rather sleazy smile broke on his face.

    “Oh? And who do we have here? Messengers from the city? Come to give your rightful toll fee to me, hmm?” he rumbled gleefully. “Finally the guilds have recognized my greatness~”

    “Actually,” Ardor interrupted, “The Hunters Guild have requested your presence on their headquarters.”

    Wussy faltered for a bit. “Wait, wha-? My presence on their—” his beady eyes blinked. “Oh, no, no. That will never do my dear fire type. They will have to come to me first.” He grinned.

    “Which is impossible for the moment since the Hunters Guild Leader has specifically asked you to come.” Ardor said.

    “And, like I said, that Weavile and the Pancham will have to COME to me.” Wussy puffed up his cheeks stubbornly. “I wouldn’t move a fin out of this cave! None!”

    Derek groaned. “You’re so childish, you know that?” he muttered. Unfortunately, the whiscash heard him.

    “W-what was that you LITTLE—”

    ‘I’m afraid it was not the Proxy Leaders who asked you.” Ardor bit out, sending a sharp glare at Derek’s way before he turned back to Wussy. Several barboach guards had taken their places beside their leader, brandishing their plungers out, but the Quilava wasn’t fazed. “I was talking about the real leader of the Hunters. She alone had asked for you personally.”

    Derek had to admit, Ardor’s lying skills was superb. Even he almost believed what his teammate had said.

    Wussy’s face went red, then deep purple. “AND I SAID I DON’T CARE! IT IS CLEAR THAT THIS IS AN ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT! YOU HAVE TRESPASSED THE SACRED GROUND OF THE CAVES OF IVOR AND EVEN BROUGHT A PRISSY UPPITY-GENERAL-UPPERCLASS-MON…THING WITH YOU!” Wussy pointed a fin at Hetterich’s direction, who looked extremely offended. If the situation wasn’t so dire, Derek would have laughed out loud.

    Derek blinked in confusion. "Caves of Ivor? But isn't this Basalt Halls?" he was cut off by their Mienshao client, who glowered and stomped towards the whiscash, eyes blazing in anger. “Now see here you brat of a fish—”

    Wussy wheeled backwards in response, eyes wide. “GUARDS! GUARDS! ARREST THEM! THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME!”

    “Great… you just have to provoke him, do you?” Ardor remarked dryly at their Mienshao client before he delivered a solid punch to one of the guards which had attacked.

    Hetterich scoffed. “And I should have never choose amateurs.” He remarked. The next second, he was wheeling on his foot to roundhouse-kick a bucket-helmeted guard, which sent it flying.

    Derek didn’t have time to gape as the rest of the guards closed in on them. He and Cael went back to back dispatching the barboaches, delivering slashes and punches, while Cael provided Derek with much needed cover when water and ground type attacks were launched. Protect proved to be very useful too in this kind of situation.

    Meanwhile, Ardor and Hetterich were battling their way through the remaining guards in a flurry of punches and kicks. Both were moving in such precision and power that Derek had to force himself to look away before he could get too distracted.

    It was not long until the guards were lying unconscious on the ground and Wussy quivering on his throne, whimpering like a five year old. He wailed and curled himself into a fetal position before Ardor could even take ten steps to him.

    Ardor’s eyes twitched as he loomed over the dark blue fish. “Now then, ready to come quietly?”

    “Yes, yes, yes don’tkillmepleasedon’tkillme!” Wussy screeched, bawling loudly.

    Hetterich groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Will you be QUIET?! A real noble would have accepted his defeat graciously… not crying like a hatchling!”

    “… agreed.” Derek nodded wryly. “You’re a big crybaby.” Derek sweatdropped, chuckling with Cael. The moment of relief was short lived, as he suddenly crumpled to the ground, barely holding to Cael’s cross guard with a wheeze. It felt like someone was stabbing his innards.

    “Derek!” he heard someone –Ardor?—shout from somewhere. Everything started to blur in Derek’s eyes.

    “GOTCHA!”

    The momentary lapse of concentration must have provided Wussy with enough time to wheel out of his throne, smacking his tail on the hidden pressure plate under his “seat”. There was a clack as the wooden contraption of the throne seat slid open and out came an odd iron muzzle of sorts, which emitted a click as it locked and aimed itself directly at Ardor.

    Derek moved.

    Ardor let out a sharp gasp as he felt something collide to his side, sending him tumbling away from the throne. There was a cry of pain behind him along with the noise of projectiles. Getting on his feet, the Quilava got on his feet and immediately went to gasp Wussy’s tail and dragged him to Cael before he rushed to his teammate who had taken the brunt of the trap.

    “Bubble trap.” He heard Cael mutter from behind him as he slowly pushed Derek up. He looked battered from taking the barrage of Bubbles head on, which had rendered him unconscious… hopefully. The most worrying part was the purple hued vein-like growth which had spread all over Derek’s face and chest. They need an antidote, fast.

     “High pressurized Bubbles… never seen anything like it…” Hetterich said calmly as he went to inspect the now deactivated nozzle. “Your friend was either courageous, or foolish.” He added in an offhanded shrug.

    Ardor ignored the Mienshao and quickly went to check for the Chimchar’s pulse. For a dreadful moment, he felt nothing, but then he felt it. They were extremely faint and irregular from the poison, but it’s there.

    “Cael, fetch—ah?” the quilava blinked in confusion when the sword floated towards him—Wussy warped tightly with his green scarf—and calmly and handed him a vial of antidote. “Here you go. Be quick… and get away fast.”

    Ardor frowned. “Get away? What do you mean?”

    Cael merely cocked his body sideways. “Just see for yourself. Better be quick with the antidote, as his body will work the rest away… Ah, I think it’s started.”

    “What are you talking about—oh.” To say Ardor was baffled was an understatement. The white, glowing particles covering the scarfed fire type wasn’t easy to miss after all. Moving quickly, the hooded quilava uncorked the vial and helped the unconscious chimchar to drink the antidote, and then distanced himself away.

    Ardor watched with bated breath as the light particles and energy tendrils swept all around Derek, encasing him in a cocoon of intense light, and slowly changing his body structure to the atomic level. The light was so intense that Ardor had to shield his eyes, but he could feel the evolution energy coursing through the chimchar’s body and into the air in waves. Derek seemed to gain some more height and mass as the energy intensified, seemingly solidifying around the center before it burst outwards, dissipating into thin air.

    Groaning softly, the newly evolved Pokémon pushed himself up and blinked his eyes open blearily. Ardor noted quickly that Derek’s blue eyes had gone several shades paler and brighter, which was interesting to say the least. Evolution rarely changed small details of the body after all.

    “Ugh… my head…” the Monferno wobbled on his feet. “Uh—oh… Ardor…” he blinked when he found Ardor’s paws holding his shoulders firmly. “What just…happened?” his words slurred a bit as he tried to fight off the dizziness that had just washed over him like a wave. “I feel all dizzy…” he groaned out.

    “Well, you evolved.” Ardor replied with a grin. “Thanks for pushing me out of the way just now.” He added with an afterthought.

    “…what do you mean?” Derek blinked in confusion as he tried to stabilize himself. He stared at Ardor when he finally got a good look at the hooded quilava. “Wait… since when did you get shorter?”

    The statement caused Ardor to laugh. He grinned widely as he patted Derek reassuringly. “Nah, you just got a few inches taller, that’s all.” His eyes flickered to the whimpering and shaking form of Wussy, who was still bound on Cael’s scarf, and sighed. “We still have a job to do… I guess Cael can fill you in while your body adjusts.”

    “Oh…” was all Derek could say as he finally registered why he had a tail with a flaming end which had flicked about since he woke up.

    A few minutes later, they had properly tied Wussy up with a rope and were getting ready to exit the dungeon. The whiscash had readily told them that he had hidden the exit with his throne. A quick Lava Plume and Crush Claw later, hot and arid air was flowing into the chamber along with the light from the afternoon sun from the doorway.

    “You sure you can hold on your own, Ardor?” Derek asked, feeling around his throat. His slightly deeper voice was one of the things he needed to get used to.

    Ardor waved a paw dismissively. “I’ll be fine.” He replied, holding the rope which had bound their captive wishcash. “I’ll just tag along with another team and catch up with you in Geoda.” His green eyes flicked to their assigned client. “You got Cael with you to help escort our client.”

    Hetterich’s eyes narrowed at Ardor’s flippant tone. “Your superiors shall hear of this… inefficiency, Ra’Ael. I’m a ‘mon of my word.” He warned.

    “I’m sure you will.” Ardor flashed him a challenging grin. “Well, I best get going now. Good luck you guys.” he said as he tugged their squirming captive.

    Wussy's wailing trailed behind all the way. "You don't understand! This caves are sacred! Y-you know, the Ivors built these halls and..."

    "Yeah, I know." Came Ardor's flat reply. "But I am not a Researcher."

    Cael nodded, his single eye twinkling mischievously as he said, “When you return, I have some questions which I would like you to answer, Ardor. Remember that.”

    Both Ardor and Derek stared at the long sword oddly. Said long sword had begun to giggle to himself.

    “Okay, I think that’s enough, Cael.” Derek cleared his throat and turned to the doorway, positioning himself abreast of Hetterich and Cael. Turning his head, he saw Ardor giving an encouraging grin as he backtracked towards the entrance corridor before he disappeared from view. Breathing softly, the Monferno’s tail flicked as he and Cael stepped through the doorway with their client, and into Geoda. 

Caves of Ivor - II
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Part one of Scorch Recon's Dungeon entry. Derek evolved and Scorch Recon is on their way to Geoda! Tell me what you think. :)

NPC Cameos:
- Reuben Hetterich the Mienshao © Luvaci 
- Caelus Prodromus the Honedge © Quarteon01
- Fennec Sharpe the Dewott ©  Nox-Nemoris
- King Wussy Whiskey Montgeomery Mudsuckery Sedimus Munge IV the Whiscash © CrazyIguana

Team Applications:
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- Merit earned
- 3x Star coins earned
- 1x Evolution Slip used on Derek! Derek evolved to Monferno!
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Basalt Halls had been pretty interesting—until Derek found the pedestal.

    The dungeon was the first one Derek had seen in his life, at least that’s what he had known. Although, the large, natural cavern made of hexagonal shaped basalt pillars which stretched far above their heads was not what he had imagined in the first place.  

    With the low groan of the entrance door swinging shut behind them, Derek shifted on his feet as the Quilava leading the escort team puffed a ball of flame into the torch he was holding. Even though the cave was illuminated by the ethereal light coming down from the numerous cracks and gaps overhead, sunlight was rather dim so everything was bathed in shadows.

     “This must have been a volcano once.” Ardor remarked once he got a good look at the area. “Here, hold this.” He handed the torch he was holding to Derek and took another one from his supply bag. A puff of flame later, the second torch was lit.

    “How do you know?” Derek asked.

    Turning around, the Quilava opened his mouth to answer, but he was cut off by an impatient huff. “Yes, yes, I suggest we move on quickly.” A Mienshao drawled.

    Derek bit his lower lip in annoyance as he stared at the Mienshao, who they will be escorting to Geoda. Reuben Hetterich was one of Andalusst’s most prominent and influential nobleman who possessed those classically handsome but haughty features, with pristine pale cream and purple fur that was obviously well groomed, and clad in a simple yet elegant fur trimmed deep red collar-cape… thing… with his long sleeve fur rolled around his arms like a pair of oversized sleeves. Really now, what’s with the expensive garment when you will be traversing an uncharted dungeon, Derek thought dryly. He would have looked quite regal if not for that perpetual frown that seemed to be marring his face.

     Hetterich’s impassive black eyes swept past the cavernous hall with disinterest—once to the scarf-clad Chimchar and his silent Honedge companion in unveiled disdain—before he settled on the tall, dark Quilava with the black hooded vest up front.

     “I trust you two… amateurs can escort me to Geoda as fast as possible?”

    Already, Derek was liking this Andalusstian nobleman less and less.

    Ardor nodded. “Yes.” He replied politely, but Derek could see annoyance in his team member’s pale green eyes. Turning around, the Levantine Quilava began to walk forward while casting his torch ahead to make sure they didn’t step into a gaping cliff or something unpleasant. The cavern wasn’t flat to begin with, since the basalt columns were literally everywhere. It’s like walking on a stormy ocean of hexagonal stones.

    “What do you think was that?” Derek asked as a low, ominous groan echoed through the cold grey pillars from afar, causing him to shiver.

    “Must be the dungeon rearranging itself.” Cael remarked, looking somewhat agitated. His green sash kept flicking back and forth nervously as they walked—or floated, in Cael’s case—deeper into the cavern.

    Derek nudged his Honedge companion on his hilt. “Something wrong? It’s not like you to sound so meek.” He teased.

    Cael’s single sapphire-like eye twitched, but he shook himself. “Nothing… I… just don’t like being underground… that’s all.” He admitted. “Why did we stop?”

    Ardor had held out his arm and halted. “A sec.” He uttered, bending to look down a root-shaped growth between large basalt stalagmites.

    “Meatroot… if you’ll excuse me, Mr. Hetterich.” Ardor glanced at the noblemen and gestured at his teammate. “Derek, your bag.”

    The Chimchar nodded and handed Ardor their supply bag as the Quilava began to cut the particularly meaty part of the plant with a short blade and stashed it into the bag.

    “Right, that’ll go to the Storehouse—” Ardor began; dusting his paws on his cloak, but was rudely interrupted by someone clearing his throat.

    “If we can MOVE on?” came the impatient sound of the oh-so-welcomed nobleman.

    Holding back a glare, Derek hauled the bag over his shoulder and huffed.  “Of course, Your Bighead Snootiness.” He muttered as he rejoined Cael in the back of the group.

    Hetterich’s head turned around so quickly that it might as well snap, his narrow eyes turned into thin squints. “What was that you said?”

    “Nothing, nothing.” Derek replied, flapping his hand dismissively. “We just have to escort the worse, don’t we?” he added dryly in a low tone as the group began to move again.

    “You’d be surprised, there will be worse.” Cael remarked as they moved deeper into the chamber. “Hmm, strange?” he added.

    “What is?”

    The Honedge gestured to the uneven floor with his sash. “Footprints. There, there, and there… looks like we aren’t the first one to tread this chamber.”

    “The Guilds did sent scouts earlier to make sure that this dungeon is safe.” Ardor piped up from up front. “Maybe those are the footprints of previous teams or even the natives which lived here.”

    Hetterich let out a scoff. “Natives? Oh please. I suggest you two talk less and walk more, or we will find two less Hunter rookies around, which is isn’t as hard as it looks like.” He sneered. “Are we clear?”

    Sensing the hard edge of the Mienshao’s tone, Ardor nodded tersely, his fists were clenched hard on his sides as Derek looked torn between amusement and anger.

    Eliminate Ardor? Ha. The Quilava wasn’t that easy to take down from what Derek had seen. There’s also the secret society Ardor and Darius had built which Derek didn’t know much about, but from what he had heard from the new recruits, they seemed to be some sort of an underground organization.

    Not that Derek was worried about what Ardor and Darius was hiding.

    Not really.

    Well, maybe.

    Perhaps, just a tad.

    Derek shook his head in annoyance. Just focus on how Ardor would kick Hetterich’s elegant rear. Yes, it’s much better, he thought gleefully.

    There were thankfully no more distractions as they finally crossed the chamber, until reached their first obstacle: a locked door.

    The door wasn’t really remarkable actually. It was a simple rickety wooden door with slightly rusted iron hinges, lock, and handles which Ardor grasped and tugged. Then he tried to push it.

    No luck.

    “Well then.” He let out a small huff and reached into his knapsack. The Quilava pulled out a tiny and long leather pouch, which he soon untied and out rolled a dozen or more lock picks. Ardor was soon making a quick work over the lock, looking thoughtful with his tongue between his teeth.

    Hetterich looked nonplussed with the revelation, but it was clear that Derek was surprised. He looked as if he wanted to ask something, but the sound of the lock clicking and the door swinging open made him forget what he was going to say.

    The chamber behind the door was more of a long corridor rather than a cave. Like the rest of the dungeon, it was still made of basalt, but light didn’t reach this part of the dungeon. Ardor had to ignite his flames to provide better lighting.

    “Hmm… so, where to now?”

    The small rookie team glanced at each other, trying to decide which way to go. Either way can be a passage to the exit, or it might not. The dim light casted by Ardor’s torch and flames, coupled with Derek’s own flame tail caused the shadows to dance as they stood, unnerving the Chimchar.

    It wasn’t long before Cael spoke up. “You know, I felt a breeze coming from the path down there.” His sash pointed to the direction on their left.

    “…looks promising.” Ardor nodded after he tried to feel the wind around. “Yes, let’s go.”

    They turned into the chosen direction and somehow ended with Derek walking in the lead. The natural hallway narrowed as they continued deeper, and nothing happened until the Chimchar yelped and slipped on something smooth but rather sharp, and purplish in color… and thread-like.

    “Remarkable. Spoolstones.” Cael exclaimed before he helped to push a grumbling Derek up. Scooping up a few of the mainly purple colored threads with the tip of his blade, the longsword-shaped Honedge hummed. “Hmm, hmm… these had grown quite exceptional.”

    Hetterich sighed, but he bent down to examine the threads nonetheless. “Stoat, your torch.”

    Ardor rolled his eyes but handed the nobleman the flaming torch.

    “Ah, yes… these are quite the fine growth…” Hetterich murmured as he stood up. He turned to Derek—who was nursing his hurting butt—and pointed. “You there, chimp, gather a few balls of Spoolstones and we’ll continue.”

    “This chimp has a name, you know?” Derek muttered, glaring all the way as he bent down to roll up the threads.

    Several rolled Spoolstones later, the Hunters team continued down into the hallway, and into a narrow corridor. It was a bit short, as they could already see the end of the path after taking two steps, but it was so narrow that they have to make a single file to enter.

     “We sure stumbled on a lot of things today.” Ardor suddenly remarked in amusement as they emerged to the next chamber.

    Derek stared at the Quilava in slight confusion, wondering why Ardor said that. “Er… yeah, I guess… oh.”

    Fleshcaps. A large cluster of them.

    Ardor nodded, kneeling down. “Alright. Let’s gather the best ones we can get and let’s move.” he said, much to Hetterich’s annoyance.

    The noble began muttering something along the lines of rookies and amateurs.

    Derek simply shrugged in a ‘whatever’ sort of way to Hetterich. What did he expect? The whole Hunters Guild had its arms full with clearing the new dungeon and already this Mienshao pulled his strings to get into the dungeon, demanding a full-fledged Hunter team to escort him through Basalt Halls? Ha, yeah right. Serves your ars—

    “…what do you think, Derek?”

    Evidently, Ardor and Cael had been discussing something because they were looking at Derek expectantly.

    Shaking his thoughts away, the Chimchar shifted on his foot. “Uh… what?” he asked lamely.

    Hetterich made an impatient noise on the back of his throat. “Just look around you, boy.

    Derek glared, but he gazed at the chamber anyway. His eyes widened as he finally registered what he was supposed to be looking at.

    They seemed to be inside a remnant of an ancient temple or something similar. The cavern was dotted with huge chunks of engraved white rocks and pillars, with vines snaking up every surface available. And snoozing far on the end of the ruins was a Barboach, who somehow was nibbling on a spoon.

    “Oooookaaaay….” Derek found himself lowering his voice down considerably. “I guess we will have to move silently.”

    Ardor nodded and turned to look around the chamber. Since the whole cave was flooded with light coming from opening far above them, the two fire types quickly extinguished their torches –and their flames in Ardor’s perspective.

    “There.” The Quilava pointed to a set of decrepit old wooden door down sitting inside a rather intact looking alcove, riddled with faded engravings and runes. Nodding to himself, he led his team up through the rubble ridden path.

    The distance was covered quickly and the small escort group made their way straight to the door, which they found to be a large double door with rusty iron frame and a large door knocker shaped into a rather grotesque looking face.

    Maybe it was just the trick of the light or the rust, but Derek swore the eyes on the face had blinked. Really, what’s with frowny, ugly faces and door knockers, he thought.

    Unsurprisingly, Ardor crouched to his knees and began inspecting the door. A frown quickly creased on his brows. From what Derek could see, there were no keyholes visible.  

    “Strange…” Ardor hummed. “The door seems to be unlocked, yet…” he gave a mighty push. The door moved an inch before there was a clang and a bump, and Ardor can push no more. “See? Something seemed to be blocking it from the other side.”

    “Why don’t try that pedestal over there?” Derek voiced his thoughts.

    All three ‘mons turned their heads/bodies to the Chimchar. “Pedestal?”

    Derek simply pointed to the stone construct to the right of the door. It was as white as the basalt around them, and pretty simple in design. It was more of a small stone cylinder sitting on a short dais, supporting two disc-like shapes stacked on each other. In the middle of the top most disc was a small, raised sphere embedded with a glowing blue gem.

    “Do you think this will open the barricade, or whatever it is behind the door?” he queried.

    “Maybe…” Ardor went to inspect the pedestal and the gem above it. “Looks like a button.”

    “It is a button.” Derek intoned dryly.

    Ardor merely gave a flippant gesture with his paw. “Whatever it is, we still don’t know—”

    “Just let the boy try it, if you are too afraid.” drawled Hetterich. His beady black eyes turned to Derek briefly, who in turn glared at the Mienshao defiantly. “Only one way to find out, won’t it?”

    The Quilava’s mouth gaped open. “If you are implying I would risk my teammate…” he began hotly.

    “Need I remind you that you are a rookie team, and thus you have no say in what I should and should not do?” Hetterich replied icily. “I say let the Chimchar try the switch, since it was his idea in the first place… or are you too afraid to try?”

    The smirk on the nobleman’s face was enough to set Derek off. “Shut up!” He snapped and promptly strode up to the pedestal and reached for the button.

    “Derek—”

    Cutting the Quilava off with a wave, Derek sent another glare at their client, who merely gazed back with that infuriating haughty impassiveness. The Chimchar opened his mouth to say something unflattering but thought better of it and let out a frustrated huff.

    Hetterich’s eyebrow rose. “What are you waiting for then? Just press it.”

    Ardor gripped Derek’s arm. “I still don’t think it’s a good idea.”

    “It’s just a button, Ardor.” Derek shot back flatly before he slammed his fist on the button.                                   

    A sharp pain erupted on his arm right as the whole pedestal exploded into a bright purple light.

Caves of Ivor - I
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Part one of Scorch Recon's Dungeon entry. Ardor has some bad experiences with thinly veiled traps. 'Nuff said. :P

NPC Cameos:
- Reuben Hetterich the Mienshao © Luvaci 
- Caelus Prodromus the Honedge 
© :Quarteon01:

Team Applications:
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SS Atlas WIP 7 by Quarteon01
SS Atlas WIP 7
A little side project I made.I will be submitting WIPs as I progressed through the Atlas' design.

The SS Atlas is a fictional Ocean Liner which I based from Normandie and Queen Mary, with some other elements from other Ocean Liners as well. More info coming as soon as she's completed.


WIP 1:Finished her hull and half of her super structure.

WIP 2: Added the railings and promenade deck. Finalized what would be her bow. 

WIP 3: Revised her hull shape and superstructure. Added the 'plate lines' and the Second Class Enclosed Promenade windows.

WIP 4: Added the windows on the Promenade Deck(A Deck), B Deck, and C Deck. Extended the aft of C Deck slightly. Modified the lower Second Class Promenade. Added the general structure of the Boat Deck, Bridge, and bits of the Sun Deck. Modified the fore portion of the B Deck.

WIP 5: Added lifeboats, added stairs, removed the portholes on B Deck for future editing, added some railings on the B Deck bow section, remodeled the 'Docking Bridge' on the aft section of the B Deck, modified the Second Class Promenade windows on B Deck as well as remodeled the windows for the Promenade Cafe on the same deck, changed the Third Class Promenade windows on C Deck and added doors on the area, remodeled the First Class cabin windows on C Deck and re-positioned the doors to slightly fore, and added some prototype portholes on D and E Decks.

WIP 6: Added the Boat Deck structures. Added the B Deck portholes. Modified the window size on C Deck, B Deck Promenade Cafe, and the Third Class Enclosed Promenade on C Deck. Modified the forward and aft A Deck Promenade design. Completed the Bridge area. Added the Boat Deck restaurants on the aft section. Added 'coverings' for the lifeboats and removed the last lifeboat on the stern.

WIP 7: Added the Sports and Sun Deck. Revised the B and C Deck portholes and windows. Modified the bow section slightly. Added masts. Remodelled
 the Boat and Sports Deck restaurants on the aft section. Added the ship's funnels. Remodelled the shape of the stern's enclosed docking area.
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Quarteon01

Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
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I'm a writer, but I also occasionally draw and sketch things, but I lacked the hardware and software to upload it here. My scanner is not good enough, and I only have my laptop and my mouse at disposal so.... I stick to writing.

Anyway, I have joined DeviantArt for 2 years. I've never been active until I joined PMDUnity. It sparked my interest seeing all these good writers there. I'm mostly in Fanfiction.net, but I got into a long writers block so... yeah. The group I joined really helped to lift my block somewhat.

I'm still learning in my writing. I have grammar issues, jumping at tenses occasionally. But I'm slowly correcting the habit. I might go and write a book someday. I have some random, but good ideas jumping around my head. Who knows?


Current Residence: My house...
Print preference: Perfect printing images
Favourite genre of music: Classical and Pop
Favourite style of art: Paintings and digital art
Operating System: Windows 8
MP3 player of choice: I don't have a MP3
Personal Quote: What the-?!
Interests
Welp, I just happen to came across this and thought, "why the heck not?" and went to do it. |D

1. What does your Deviantart name mean and why?
It has no meaning actually. I took the word "Quartz" and tweaked it around. I don't quite remember why I picked that since I made the account four years ago.

2. What fandom were you obsessed with when you joined and what are you into now?
When I joined? Let's see... I think it was Tron: Legacy. Gotta love that cyberspace-universe XD
As for now, I'm more into Pokemon, Star Trek, and Mass Effect.

3. How many watchers do you have now?
56. Wow... quite the number~

4. Name 3 of your favorite artists on DA.
Ah... hmm, that's kinda hard since I don't really have a real fave artist. If I like what I see, I faved the work. XD 
Well, if I have to pick, it would be sakimichan, eldridge, and ky-nim.

5. Or lack thereof, move along…
Ooohkaaay...

6. Do you participate in clubs' contests here on dA?
Hmm, nope.

7. What is your most popular submission?
My PMDU Hunters Guild Temporary App it would seem. :D (Big Grin)

8. What are your favorite non-anime TV shows?
Ah, to name a few: Sherlock, Doctor Who, The Amazing World of Gumball, and Gravity Falls. 

9. What are the things you wish you could draw better?
Arms, hands, and feet. Those three are the hardest to draw. And I'm trying to improve my anatomy work, particularly in musculature.

10. Summer or winter?
I dunno really, since I never experienced both seasons. I live in a tropical country. 

11. Rain or Sun?
Rain. The Sun is always too hot around here.

12. What's your favorite type of music?
Classical, and perhaps modren remixes of them. I also liked Pop, but it depends. 

13. PC or Mac
PC. I never used Mac.

14. Anime or Manga?
Hmm, dunno, since I don't really read or watch them, but I think I'll pick Anime over Manga.

15. Coke or Pepsi?
Either is fine for me. XD

16. Read or TV?
Hmm, I'd say both, since I can't stand reading for too long, or watching TV for too long either.

17. How many hours a day do you spend on dA?
No idea, probably 2-3 hours culminated? I tend to go on and off from dA actually.

18. Name a talent.
Well, I can play the piano. :) (Smile)

19. Flash or traditional cartoons?
Er... Both are fine... I think? Not sure about this question. Sweating a little...

20. What is your favorite fast food restaurant?
Burger King. No contest.

21. What are your top 3 favorite books (aside from manga?)?
Wow, hmm. I have a LOT of those. XD
Let's see... Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune, and Titanic: A Survivor's Story. (It's an account of the sinking of the historical liner written by one of the passengers. It's a really interesting book and quite detailed indeed)

22. Wii or PlayStation?
I don't have any unfortunately...

23. Name 3 of your favorite bands/singers.
Well, seeing that I don't really listen to pop much, I don't have that many... but I think I'll have to pick Josh Groban, Adele, and Ariana Grande.

25. Do you like Denny's?
I don't even know what that is...

26. What is your favorite smiley?
XD

27. What is your favorite type of pie?
I think I like Apple Pie.

28. Have you ever stayed up for 24 hours?
Almost. It was the New Year celebration. My family went to Singapore and we stayed up until around 4 a.m. 

29. Do you go on dA a lot?
Yep. Every day and on every single chance I have. XD

30. Are you a member on any other sites besides DA?
Tumblr, Facebook, Twitter, Pixiv, and so on.

31. Do you cosplay?
Nope, and never want to.

32. Fruits or sweets?
Fruits. I like 'em better.

33. Buttered, plain, or salted popcorn?
Buttered. Though, I like Caramel Popcorn better. XD

34. Have you skipped school?
Yes, a few times~

35. Have you been on a plane?
Yep. Countless of times.

36. Have you swam in an ocean?
Yeah, but it was kinda of an accident, really. Didn't plan to be thrown off the rubber raft into the water in the first place. Got seawater in my mouth and it was freaking... blegh.

37. Have you been ice skating?
Nope.

38. Favorite sport?
I have to say, swimming. :) (Smile)

39. Ever been on TV?
Hmm... not sure that I have...

40. Favorite salad and dressing?
Potato salad with mayo X3

41. What do you do to relax?
Reading, surfing the net, napping, or just plain lazing around. XD

42. What is the last film you saw in the theatre?
Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb. It's not as fun as the previous two, and I think it had lost its momentum slightly, but nevertheless, I still enjoyed it. 

43. Favorite Sandwich?
Ham and cheese. 

44. If you could go anywhere in the world…
Whoa, hmm... there are so many places I want to go... well, I'd say Venice, then I'll go to Rome, then Athens, then London, and then... okay I'll stop now. XD 

45. Favorite time of the day?
Nine PM. It's the only time where I can be free being creative and chatting to my friends. 

46. What did you want to be when you were little?
A pilot I believe. XD I was fascinated by airplanes when I was small.

47. What do you want to be now?
A writer, probably, or a maybe a sketch artist or animator.

48. If you could eat with one person, who would it be?
Hmm... dunno really.

49. What character would you hate to be stuck in a room with?
I dunno...

50. When is your birthday?
May

51. Favorite type of ice cream?
Chocolate caramel~

52. Last book you read?
Assassin's Creed: The Secret Crusade

53. Which store would you max out a credit card at?
Kinokuniya! I love that bookstore to bits XD

54. Do you buy / sell / both on eBay?
Nope. Never done it.

55. What is the most annoying thing people ask you?
"Wait, you're college student?"
I'm freaking 20 years old people!

56. Favorite all time movie?
Atlantis: The Lost Empire. XD

57. What was your favorite show when you were a kid?
Dexter's Lab, Digimon Tamers, and Pokemon.

58. What are you listening to right now?
No Good Deed from Wicked the Musical.

59. What is the last thing you ate?
Rice, with chicken soup and some vegetables.

60. If you were a crayon what color would you be?
... er... not sure how to answer that. Sweating a little...

61. What is the first thing you notice about another person?
Their eyes. Dunno, but I always found people's eye color interesting.

62. Favorite sport to play?
Erm... swimming?

63. Favorite Day of the Year?
Christmas!

64. Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs are okay. XD

65. Vanilla or Chocolate?
Chocolate. No contest. XD

66. Favorite Board Game?
I'd say... Monopoly.

67. Favorite smells?
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68. What inspires you?
Hmm... I'd say several artists and novelists, with the TV shows I watch... I guess. Sweating a little...

69. Do you have any piercings?
Nope, and not planning to get any of them.

70. How many siblings do you have?
One. He's both a blessing and a constant source of annoyance. |D

71. Bacon Bits or Croutons?
I don't even know... what are they?

72. Favorite Day of the Week?
Saturday.

73. Favorite phrase?
I don't think I have one.

74. Favorite Restaurant?
Pizza Hut. 

75. Favorite animal?
Oooh, doggies! Especially Shiba, Akita, and Huskies! I love those three breeds. XD

76. Favorite thing to do outside?
I don't really go outside much actually, but perhaps go watch a movie or just browsing around the local mall.

77. Favorite thing to do when it's raining?
lounging on my bed with a novel. XD

78. Favorite Disney character?
Oboy. I have to say... Scrooge McDuck and Bolt. 

79. Do you like coffee? If so, what is your favorite brand?
I'm not really a coffee drinker.

80. Tag 6 people.

MuriArts  Kingadee  Mytew  ActFast231  julioblah  SpeckulativeDust 

You don't have to do all of these if you want to. That's a LOT of questions... but it's kinda fun. Eheh. XD

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