Holiday Card Project 2012More Like This
It's back! With the goal of bringing a little cheer to patients in the hospital during the holiday season, the deviantART Holiday Card Project connects deviants from around the world and applies their tremendous artistic abilities in designing and creating uplifting holiday cards.
In past years, the Project has received more than 5,000 cards sent in by more than 1,000 deviants from 50 different countries/political regions. Cards were then divvied up and distributed in-person by deviantART members to local Los Angeles, CA hospitals, with additional cards given to various hospitals in the U.S. and abroad for hospital staff members to hand out to patients.
The idea behind the Holiday Card Project is simple: do something nice for others. However, if you're looking for even more incentive, every deviant who submits a card will be given a free one-month Premium Membership to deviantA
Don Karnage TFMore Like This
When my doorbell rang, I raced to the front door in anticipation. I had been expecting a package all week from a site that I won an auction on. Opening the door, I found a long rectangular shaped package that excited me even further. This was what I had been waiting for.
I shut the door and set the package on the counter, to which I took out a pocket knife to open up. Digging through the packaging peanuts, I removed my prized possession with care and ease. There it was, the supposedly cursed sword used in sea-combat in the late 1600s.
According to its history, an unknown witch whose town was ransacked and destroyed by a crew of pirates placed a curse on the sword, whose captain mysteriously vanished one day. I wasn't much for myths or legends, but I figured I could sell the artifact at a much higher price tag.
With the essential errands out of the way, I headed over to a pawn shop that specialized in the pawning and selling of expensive and unique items. I parked my car and walked into
Scourge the Hedgehog TFMore Like This
"We're seeing Suicide Silence!" Derek yelled.
"No, we're seeing Whitechapel!" Nate shouted back.
"Hey! Come on guys, knock it off!" I said, having to nearly separate my two friends. "This day is supposed to be fun, let's not ruin it over one stupid argument, alright?"
"Yeah, Connor's right. We should probably just walk around for a while, see if anything's worth buying." Derek said. Nate and I agreed, and we made our way over to the tents and stands that they had set up. All around food, drinks, shirts, and other band merchandise was being sold, all for outrageously high prices. We decided against getting anything, mainly because the prices were outrageously high.
"Whoa, check this out." Nate said, pointing to his program. "Chelsea Grin's having a signing session starting at 2:00." He looked at his phone and saw that it was 1:54. "We better get over there fast." Derek noted.
"You guys go ahead, I think I'll head over to The Pavilion for a bit. I'll meet up with you guys later." I said.
Scar TFMore Like This
"Daaaaaad! Troy won't let me get on the Xbox!" I heard my brother Shawn whine. I rolled my eyes as I heard footsteps descending down the stairs and into the basement.
"Let your brother have his turn." my dad said as he walked in the room.
"I've only been on for 20 minutes! He's been playing for hours on end this entire week!" I pleaded.
"Troy, I wasn't asking..." he looked down upon me.
Defeated once again, I gave up the Xbox to my privileged older brother and went upstairs into my room. I was so sick of Shawn lying to my parents and had grown even more tired of them allowing him to do so. He had always been the golden child, their precious angel. I, on the other hand, was simply an afterthought in their minds.
Coming into this world one year before me, my 11 year old brat of a brother never failed to deceive mom and dad. I had wondered if my parents would ever even care if I, their ignored and borderline neglected 10 year old boy, up and disappeared one day. Lying down on my bed, I st