The men who think of tomorrowâŚÂ Illustration detail of the âRocket Expressâ passenger plane. Arthur Radebaugh, artist - 1944.

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The men who think of tomorrowâŚÂ Illustration detail of the âRocket Expressâ passenger plane. Arthur Radebaugh, artist - 1944.

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B-2, B1-B and B-52 flying together..
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I was in a mood after listening to 'Big Blast Sonic' which J.E.T would totally rock out to and such. I was just in a mood too to draw my girl...I gotta draw her more...

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Blackbird (SR-71) jet plane sketch for my dad's birthday card.
After action report of Battle ********Â (TW : blood , gore , tanks)
The air was filled with the stench of gunpowder, blood , burning corpses, metal , and grass  and stink of rotting corpses getting slightly stronger as time goes by. The ruins of a once luscious green paradise now filled with bodies , barricades , firing positions and wreckages both broken and alight. Two massive armies clashing together with no clear winner as the battlefield remains empty of live soldier or working vehicles. There, however, seemed to be more dead bodies and wreckage of one side than the other. Nevertheless, there was not much signs of occupied  territory from either side. Only just the wreckage and the dead. Their weapons and equipment lay on the ground, their owners dead, missing or too injured to carry them. The silent deafening the surrounding only broken by the crackling of fires and creaking of metal .
( finally I finished this ! )Â
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We're going down!!
Flying high over Ninjago, Jay and Kai were cruising seven thousand feet in the air in the striking blue jet. Jay was sitting in the front flying the craft, while Kai sat in the seat behind mostly just taking in the view. The two were on their way to Shintaro, receiving a signal from the capital requesting assistance with a small city on the outskirts.
Jay flicked a few switches on his dashboard, âHello this is your captain speaking, we are rising over seven thousand feet, so would any and all passengers please put on their provided air masks, thank you.â
âThank you, captain,â Kai smiled, pulling out the mask Jay pointed out and securing it to his face. He quickly went back to looking out at the landscape below. âWow, I canât believe this view.â
âReally? We live on a flying boat.â
âYeah, but weâre never this high up. And never this fast!!â
Jay chuckled over his boyfriend's excitement, the perks of flying with Jay meant going high and fast, and he built his vehicles to be able to take the work. His planes rivaled those of Ninjagoâs military, able to go nine gâs and able to go 50,000 feet. It was Jayâs pride and joy.
âHow long until we make it to Shintaro?â Kai asked over the coms as he fitted the mask over his face as Jay rose in altitude.
âIn this baby? About half an hour.â He grinned as he rolled the plane playfully. Giggling as Kai complained
âBleeugh, unless you want me to throw up, donât do that again.â Kai groaned.
âOk, babe.â Jay smiled, and the two fell into comfortable banter. Until a small beeping interrupted them, at that same moment a static message came through the comms.