DREAM THINGY
*In a dark room, a young man sits at his computer. Lines and lines of code stream by on the screen, the room's sole light source reflecting its complex algorithms on his glasses.
The room is messy. There are stacks of games everywhere, and loads of computers... at least five towers and various parts lying around. On his desk, near the computer, is a sketchbook. Its pages are open, with fairly good sketches of season 1 Juudai, Manjoume, Shou, Hayato, the Seven Stars... Further in the book is Saiou, and Kenzan, and even further comes people like the Samasus, or even the Jins.
The boy appears to be muttering to himself...*
I'm almost done...
The room is messy. There are stacks of games everywhere, and loads of computers... at least five towers and various parts lying around. On his desk, near the computer, is a sketchbook. Its pages are open, with fairly good sketches of season 1 Juudai, Manjoume, Shou, Hayato, the Seven Stars... Further in the book is Saiou, and Kenzan, and even further comes people like the Samasus, or even the Jins.
The boy appears to be muttering to himself...*
I'm almost done...