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Kelly and Brett by Arenafighter1, literature

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Kelly and Brett

“GO LONG,” Kelly shouted as he waved his left arm over his head a few times and then launched the football high in the air...leading Brett by twenty yards. Brett’s bare feet dug into the loose sand and his powerful legs carried his muscular frame over the beach with lightning speed. He looked back over his left shoulder, tracking the spiraling ball in the air as he ran. The throw was long and Brett dove for the football, snatching it out of the air with his fingertips. He pulled the ball into his bare chest and fell to the ground, rolling over several times in the wet sand. “WOOHOO!!!” Brett hollered while kneeling with the football hoisted high above his head, he was covered with moist sand from head to toe. “GREAT CATCH!” Kelly shouted, running over to Brett who was still breathing hard...the two young men touched their fists together as they had done hundreds of times before. The two Marines had been friends for a long time and they were inseparable since high school. They did

The Death of Roccia by Arenafighter1, literature

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The Death of Roccia

Roccia’s arm ached from the full weight of his body as he hung from the large tree in the center of the Roman camp. One end of the rope was lashed around a tree limb several times and the other tied tightly around Roccia’s wrist, suspending him six feet above the ground. The coarse cord had rubbed the skin on his wrist raw but Roccia hardly noticed the gnawing pain...his thoughts instead racing ahead to what he knew was to come. The groans of the other two gladiators dangling on either side of him drew Roccia’s attention back to the throbbing pain that radiated from his wrist, down his muscular arm, and settled in his shoulder. Severely outnumbered and quickly overpowered by the Roman garrison, Roccia and the other gladiators were captured the night before while attempting to enter the camp. The Roman general ordered the gladiators’ public execution for the following day and had the condemned gladiators stripped of everything except the cloth tunics that wrapped around their

Diomedes by Arenafighter1, literature

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Diomedes

The warship positioned itself as close to the shore of the small isle of Crete as the depth of the sea below her would allow. Any closer would risk splitting the wooden ship's oak keel or damaging its rudder. The warriors would have to lower themselves into waist-high sea water and then wade to shore a good distance away. When the ship's anchor was dropped Diomedes was the first warrior to release his grip on his oar and leap to his feet at his outside position among the oarsmen nearest the stern of the ship. The big muscular warrior pulled back his broad shoulders, arched his back, and stretched his massive bare chest and lean muscular abdomen. The gods had not been kind to the sailors that day and the steady westerly breezes that usually blew from the north across the Adriatic were silent for the last few hours rendering the ship's large sail impotent. The warship relied solely on the muscle of its oarsmen to propel it forward toward its destination and to carry its warriors

Caladus by Arenafighter1, literature

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Caladus

“That blind witch was wrong again,” Caladus muttered to himself as he peered down through the metal visor of his helmet at the gladiator writhing in the sand at his feet. Aurelia had predicted Caladus would not leave the arena alive today. “Your victory will be your death. Your victory will be your death,” the old women croaked over and over again the night before as her boney fingers picked through the entrails of the small lamb she had Caladus slaughter as a sacrifice to the war god Mars. Caladus cursed her and threw two coins at her feet. “I am Caladus, the Emperor’s champion,” he bellowed confidently as he flung open the flimsy door and stormed out of the old woman’s modest shack. The gladiator at Caladus’ feet covered the two deep stab wounds in his belly with both hands; blood seeped through his fingers and stained his hands red. The muscles in his upper body strained hard as he tried to endure the fiery pain in his gut. He struggled to keep his head and shoulders off the

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Patrick's Halloween Fantasy by Arenafighter1, journal

Patrick's Halloween Fantasy

Nov 9, 2022

Halloween was Patrick’s favorite holiday of the year. He loved dressing up in costume and going to bars and parties around the city with his friends. This Halloween, however, would be special because Patrick was meeting Mario for the first time. He and Mario met online and have been texting and FaceTiming each other for a few months. Tonight would be their first date and Patrick was excited to finally meet Mario in person. Patrick carefully attached the long Spartan cape to the leather straps that fit snugly across his thickly muscled chest. He purchased the Spartan costume online when he and Mario had agreed to dress as ancient warriors for their Halloween date. Mario would be wearing a gladiator costume he put together himself from various online sources. Both young men had perfectly muscled physiques, the results of countless hours spent in the gym. They both were eager to show off their toned bodies in the scant warrior costumes they would wear for their first date. Their muscular

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fdelattre

Feb 17, 2024

I WATCH YOUR WORK SINCE A COUPLE OF YEARS NOW.

and often I try to find others arts this way.

congratulations for this.

one of your fans from France.

Arenafighter1

Feb 17, 2024

Bonjour mon ami et merci d'avoir regardé

IHSXPSDH

Nov 16, 2022

Thanks for the Llama !

JaketheJakester

Oct 31, 2022

Thanks for the watch and favorite!!

Arenafighter1

Nov 1, 2022

Same. Your animations are awesome by the way. Looking forward to seeing more.

JaketheJakester

Nov 1, 2022

Thanks. It's been a while since I rendered one but it was fun!!

1977SHEP

Oct 21, 2022

Thanks for the blog which confirms my long held position of what is going on in your work. You movie clips prove it!!!! No deaths of beautiful men. Just some good guys in the make up department who make it look real. Of course accidents do happen esp with guns.

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