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The Crow

Darkpoet Magne
Dances With Penguins
Join date: 10 Sep 2007
Posts: 201
11-06-2007 21:51
Hey, I am a big fan of the crow, the story, the movies, the series, the story.
My favorite movie is the first one, featuring Brandon Lee.
I have seen a complete AV for sale, but... well, it was very poorly done, my personal opinion. I seek a well done, full or partial Crow AV. I have even seen some skins in-world that had the name Crow, but they were not what I am looking for, some had the black lines down the eyes, but failed to continue on the lips, and they never even touched the fingernails. I want quality, and I am willing to pay for it. Boots, clothes, coat, skin, hair, there is a lot to do to make the AV I want, and if anyone feels up to the chalenge, and thinks they can deliver a product that is up to my standards, please contact me. Even if you can only do part of it.
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Life is over and death wont come,
Light shines dimly from an empty sun.
Riding on the flatline from a loaded gun.

Numb pain, blood drains,
Fading light, blurrng sight,

Heartbeat stops lungs give out,
Breathing stops as blood clots.

Eyes glaze in a bloody haze of the final days.

A wooden box holds a rotting corpse,
Six feet deep on the devils porch.
Sae Luan
Hardcore 4the Headstrong
Join date: 6 Feb 2006
Posts: 841
11-07-2007 05:41
*bites on subject
I love the crow as well. I hope you get this made up.
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Darkpoet Magne
Dances With Penguins
Join date: 10 Sep 2007
Posts: 201
11-07-2007 21:08
From: Sae Luan
*bites on subject
I love the crow as well. I hope you get this made up.


I love the crow, I happen to have all four of the movies, I am currently looking for a place to find the series as well. :)

And I really hope someone sees this that can contrubute. :)
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Life is over and death wont come,
Light shines dimly from an empty sun.
Riding on the flatline from a loaded gun.

Numb pain, blood drains,
Fading light, blurrng sight,

Heartbeat stops lungs give out,
Breathing stops as blood clots.

Eyes glaze in a bloody haze of the final days.

A wooden box holds a rotting corpse,
Six feet deep on the devils porch.