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Dead August FogThe fog rolled in early. It was thick, like a woolen blanket pulled over the sleepy town’s collective heads, and like a woolen blanket in the deadest heat of August, you couldn’t see six inches through it. The town wasn’t ready.
Becky was the first to venture outside her house. She heard a sound like a lead pipe dragged along the street. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Or maybe it was screaming Becky heard. She opened her door and stepped into the heady rolls of moisture. Breathed it in. She felt it blacken her lungs and when she coughed, dry ash caked lips wet with blood and thick, woolen fog.
Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Sw-thsqwnk.
Over and over, the pipe swooshed through the fog. Sw-sqwnk. Sw-sqwnk. Becky heard a sound like screaming in the distance. It was far away, somewhere in the fog, somewhere in the sleepy town that wasn’t ready for fog in the deadest heat oDead August Fog by *iceofwolf

TSW - Genevieve Lyon by *clockworkconfusion

Morana Winters by *Lady-Morana

Illuminati THE SECRET WORLD Shirt design by ~Drunkfu

TSW chibis Preview by ~Drunkfu

TSW sketch 45 by ~Drunkfu

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Dead August FogThe fog rolled in early. It was thick, like a woolen blanket pulled over the sleepy town’s collective heads, and like a woolen blanket in the deadest heat of August, you couldn’t see six inches through it. The town wasn’t ready.
Becky was the first to venture outside her house. She heard a sound like a lead pipe dragged along the street. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Or maybe it was screaming Becky heard. She opened her door and stepped into the heady rolls of moisture. Breathed it in. She felt it blacken her lungs and when she coughed, dry ash caked lips wet with blood and thick, woolen fog.
Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Sw-thsqwnk.
Over and over, the pipe swooshed through the fog. Sw-sqwnk. Sw-sqwnk. Becky heard a sound like screaming in the distance. It was far away, somewhere in the fog, somewhere in the sleepy town that wasn’t ready for fog in the deadest heat oDead August Fog by *iceofwolf

TSW - Genevieve Lyon by *clockworkconfusion

Morana Winters by *Lady-Morana

Illuminati THE SECRET WORLD Shirt design by ~Drunkfu

Official Art

FlashForward 3 by =becomm

FlashForward 2 by =becomm

LondonStreet by =becomm

Kingsmouth 1 by =becomm

Fan Art

Carter unleashed by *minktee

Pyromancer Lite by ~AlyonaMaksimova

Sniper by ~AlyonaMaksimova

The Coast of Maine by ~Zavokka

Screenshots

Oppa Gangnam Style! by ~eltoroguaco

Zombie run by =becomm

Fresh Off The Boat by ~Lilith-Astarte

Grasping Gaia's Hand by ~Lilith-Astarte

Illuminati

Nimko by *minktee

Adamare, Pistols by ~ravenhawk1000

Adamare by ~ravenhawk1000

Taike Her Out Of My Sight by ~Shaon

Dragon

Fighting by ~ravenhawk1000

Master the forces of chaos (Black) by ~polar1908

Master the forces of chaos (White) by ~polar1908

The Secret World - Dragon Base by ~RogueofRohan

Templar

Templar Mage by *minktee

Purple Raven Signature by ~eltoroguaco

At the Office by ~ravenhawk1000

Blood Mage by ~ravenhawk1000

Text and Roleplay

The battle for Temple ruinsThe campfire burnt brighter on that night than it had ever burnt before. The flames reached for Dilde's face like a drowning man reaches for safety. The heat was almost unbearable but he sat still. It could be days, even weeks the next time he would feel warm. The weather would turn bad in couple of days and his squad would be on the road again by then. Slowly he leaned backwards and closed his eyes for what felt for a second. He woke up to the sound of heavy footsteps. Automatically he reached for his claws. You could never be too alert in that place.
"Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Snips laughed, throwing his hands up in a careless way.The battle for Temple ruins by ~Hailbasso

Dead August FogThe fog rolled in early. It was thick, like a woolen blanket pulled over the sleepy town’s collective heads, and like a woolen blanket in the deadest heat of August, you couldn’t see six inches through it. The town wasn’t ready.
Becky was the first to venture outside her house. She heard a sound like a lead pipe dragged along the street. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Or maybe it was screaming Becky heard. She opened her door and stepped into the heady rolls of moisture. Breathed it in. She felt it blacken her lungs and when she coughed, dry ash caked lips wet with blood and thick, woolen fog.
Skrrrrt. Skrrrrt. Sw-thsqwnk.
Over and over, the pipe swooshed through the fog. Sw-sqwnk. Sw-sqwnk. Becky heard a sound like screaming in the distance. It was far away, somewhere in the fog, somewhere in the sleepy town that wasn’t ready for fog in the deadest heat oDead August Fog by *iceofwolf

Quill: Kingsmouth Hospitality

Acrid smoke from her cigarette burned away the scent of seared flesh and rot of the corpse Amavia used as a bench. It wasn't for comfort no, but she had taken a seat as she rifled through the pockets of the dead man. Khaki slacks and a plain grey polo shirt were as tattered as his flesh; he must have been dead for weeks now as he shambled about the sleepy seaside town of Kingsmouth.

The woman snorted at that as she weaseled his wallet out of his back pocket. Kingsmouth hardly fit the picturesque image of a bed and breakfast retreat with the zombies in the streets and horrors walking from the sea. The living here were survivors clinging to liQuill: Kingsmouth Hospitality by ~SoMudkip

Quill: Burn It Up

People milled about the pub, ordering drinks and chatting in small groups. The din of the dance floor upstairs barely filtered down to the main bar but the patrons were still loud in the early evening hours. Some shouted to one another as they conversed while others smiled and whispered hushed secrets in dark corners. It was a mixed crowd of all walks; in The Horned God it didn't matter what society you claimed as your own. All who knew the truths of the world were welcomed here without question of their affiliations. It was a place people like Amy could go to relax and have a drink over conversations about Bigfoot or conspiracies.

She wasn'Quill: Burn It Up by ~SoMudkip

Text and Roleplay

Comic strips

Color Coding by *vitamindy

TSW fanart day 27 by ~Drunkfu

For the Love of Lore by *vitamindy

Mesquite Beans, Texas Style by *vitamindy

Other

The Dark Pyramid by *Seonidas

evil scarecrow mask pt 2 by *Scarfgirl

Scarecrow mask by *Scarfgirl

Templar's Sword by ~icebjorn

TSW

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~Lilith-Astarte Aug 4, 2012 Professional General Artist

Hey, it looks like you left the Official Art section as unable to be contributed to by us normal members, I thought I should tell you, you missed a bunch of concept art, I have put it up in my gallery for now, but I tried to put it over on here and there's no 'Contribute to this folder' button in the top-right corner like there is with Screenshots (I submitted some of those already)!

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=becomm Aug 7, 2012

Yep, this section is reserved for admins

But you can submit to all the other galleries!
Cheers,
Bombata

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=becomm Jul 30, 2012

I've just created an Illuminati cabale with a friend... If some of you are looking to join here's a link: [link]
Cheers

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Mood: Joy

=becomm Jul 12, 2012

The Screenshots Gallery is now open

Feel free to submit your best shots (hiding GUI is highly recommended)!!

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Mood: Love

=becomm Jul 12, 2012

Also, you can check the official concept arts from Funcom in the 'Official Art' gallery

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