Return

Finally, his journey over, he reaches his home as the sun rises. And in the rising sun he sees the hen he'd loved as a chick. It is plain to see that she returns his feelings. A beautiful reunion!

Maybe I should have saved this one for Monday...

Shades McCoolguy V: Black Escape

Shades McCoolguy continues his latest battle. Shades McCoolguy will never die!

Shades McCoolguy had had enough. Even if the Church had gotten him bound now he certainly wasn't going to sit there and take it. It goes without saying that Shades broke free from his confinement. Tearing away the ropes that bound him he fought the mighty man left to guard him. Their battle raged on, but obviously the blindfolded Shades claimed victory. 

Throwing off the blindfold and took up the shades of his defeated foe. He had been a worthy adversary. None of the Church's henchmen dared to challenge him as he strode out of the room alone, burning with unchallenged majesty.

But he couldn't leave. Not yet. The Church had caused trouble for him and he could hardly be expected to let them go unpunished.

Prepare for the exciting conclusion just as soon as I create a variant powerful enough to convey his Victory.

Forward Falling

So what's up here guys? Am I over? I mean you guys haven't been talking to me lately. But well, I get distracted a lot so maybe you're just busy or I'm being boring.
And that's why I decided to let you guys know that if I am falling I'm going to face forward straight at the ground and if it comes down to it I'll crash facing forward!
Not that I intend to fall, you understand.

Scruffy

I decided to try to do something a little different today, so rather than a sharp smooth chicken I made one that was kinda scruffy.

HELP!

HELP!

It's too late.

We're almost out of time...

I ran and ran but all I found was you.

HELP!!

Straight Away

>A chicken constructed of many straight lines. 
>But really what is a curve but an innumerable number of straight lines. 
>And on a computer you can almost certainly number them. 
>It would just be a bit high, wouldn't it? 
>Well, for this one there's just 22, which isn't that many at all. 
>I suppose thats really all there is to it. 
>At least he's a happy guy 
> 
> 
>I'm not sure why I did the text like this... 

Strucken

Those who meet him are stricken by absolute terror. His pale spiked comb shows with his might. The sharp beak leaves nothing in doubt, as he faces his foes with absolute force. His eyes though... The eyes let nothing be shown, but his soul glows bright, hidden under his guise.