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Crash Landing

I wrote this little story inspired by this art piece. Enjoy! By Alan Craddock, 1984 “Ughn...” The brunet man grunted in frustration as he pulled his head out from underneath the control panel and got up to his feet. His yellow uniform had burn scars and grease on it. “...how bad is it?” The woman standing nearby asked, wearing a uniform like his own. The man looked at his auburn-haired compatriot. Her gray eyes bore into him, and her arms were crossed. “Well...” He waved his wrench at the control panel. “Engines are shot. Radio is recoverable, but I will need time to repair it.” “So essentially, we're...” “To use an ancient Earth phrase, we are boned.” Charles Terrence announced. “Terrific.” Jennifer Anderson sighed, uncrossing her arms. “How long do you need to fix the radio?” “Could take a couple hours.” Charles said, grabbing a red box by its handle and placing it on the control panel. Jennifer nodded. “Alright, I'll take a look around, see what further damage we

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Literature

Crash Landing

I wrote this little story inspired by this art piece. Enjoy! By Alan Craddock, 1984 “Ughn...” The brunet man grunted in frustration as he pulled his head out from underneath the control panel and got up to his feet. His yellow uniform had burn scars and grease on it. “...how bad is it?” The woman standing nearby asked, wearing a uniform like his own. The man looked at his auburn-haired compatriot. Her gray eyes bore into him, and her arms were crossed. “Well...” He waved his wrench at the control panel. “Engines are shot. Radio is recoverable, but I will need time to repair it.” “So essentially, we're...” “To use an ancient Earth phrase, we are boned.” Charles Terrence announced. “Terrific.” Jennifer Anderson sighed, uncrossing her arms. “How long do you need to fix the radio?” “Could take a couple hours.” Charles said, grabbing a red box by its handle and placing it on the control panel. Jennifer nodded. “Alright, I'll take a look around, see what further damage we

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Baby Elephant

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Rope (Legend of Zelda)

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Micron Pens

Tools of the Trade

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Literature

Malibu Mall Madness, Chapter 2!

Disclaimer: “Nobody says WHOO around here but me!” - Ric Flair Chapter 2: Mall Arrival! A park in Malibu A homeless man tried to sleep on the bench. However, for this man, slumber was going to evade him for a while, as a man paced up and down nearby. The man was grumbling and grunting to himself. He reached behind his head, and yanked off a band holding his shoulder-length brown hair in a messy shoulder-length ponytail. The action made his hair fall wildly over his head. “Lousy chicken punkasses at Stark...” The man grumbled. He was dressed in a blue flannel shirt with the top button undone and sleeves rolled u

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Sprite Comic Test

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Sonic Blue Unmasked

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