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Max Green

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Published: Aug 8, 2008

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hmmm okay, well This is a little... Fan art lets say of the extrodinary Max Green From Escape The Fate.
Umm yeah, Ive got a new scanner

sooo I was just testing it out, thought I would

.:KHGTS Update:.
I really dont know where that fanfic is going... Im having writers block (hence the drawing) and I'm just not feeling right with the story-line at the moment... so I don't know whats going to happen to it...

anyway, please enjoy the Max Green-age alongside the awesome Escape The Fate-age

and please comment guys

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