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Amethyst - Ch. 1 "So it begins"More Like This
"So, this is it then.", Amethyst thought as she drew a small breath, shaking with anticipation. The young teen had finished packing her bags early this morning after too short a night's rest, hastily throwing everything in her sturdy black shoulderbag. Potions and Pokéballs alike, everything was packed. As she stood in her tidy room - a strange sight - her heart thumped louder and louder.
"This is it then, the start of my adventure!"
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Growing up in the busy city of Castelia, there was always something to do for a young and ambitious trainer. Whether that be helping out at the gym, selling trainer goods in her mother's store or - the
100 point giveaway(open)Well its been about 2 weeks since my last giveaway rightMore Like This
To enter simply Fave
- and this is not required, but I would like to get my youtube channel out there so I would be honored if you could take some time to check it out(also catnipkitty99 on youtube) http://m.youtube.com/user/Catnipkitty99
Deadline June 1st
And the winner will be chosen using random.org
another I would like for my group #yayforstuff to have more members, so it would be awesome if you could join
Tumblr-http://feralcatseverywhere.tumblr.com/ Commisions- http://catnipkitty99.deviantart.com/art/Commission-Prices-updated-365979999 My Gallery- http://catnipkitty99.deviantart.com/gallery/
Also quick announcement for my watchers, I will be going to fanimeCant wait to see you all there! And I will be going with my BFF *Sioxie98(make sure to check out her page, cause her art is AMAZING! Hers some of her art
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."More Like This
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
[CLOSED!] ~ WIN FREE POINTS! 1500PTS GIVEAWAY ~More Like This
Giveaway time is back! This time I've got 1500pts to give away c:
The last giveaway was really well received so I'm doing another! After the way the last one panned out, one thing I would like to remind you guys of is to PLEASE PLEASE follow the guidelines so you can be properly included. Last time some people didn't fave the journal and thus were not put on the draw list!
Anyway, onto the giveaway!
Introduction
I will split the points in three so we can have three winners, 500pts each ~
Winners will be chosen at random and will be notified via note. I'll post a journal announcing the results too!
The giveaway will close May 24th and winners will be announced the same day.
*point accounts and accounts less than 1 month (lacking in activity) will not be considered!
Rules/How to Enter
1-
2- On my pro
Zombie PoemI awoke with a bullet in my head,More Like This
Thoughts swimming all around,
I was sure I should be in the ground.
But alas, by some twist of fate,
By some demon's curse,
I awoke inside the devil's hearse.
But still my heart continued to pound.
Not quite dead,
Yet not alive.
With a bet, he releases his hold.
Back to the living I am sent so cold.
I walk the streets
At a shambling pace,
Still no one notices my blood red eyes.
Soon, the hunger begins to set,
And the first victim is caught within my net.
The sweet, delicious taste,
Of life taken at my hands.
The other becomes like me;
A shambling zombie cursed for eternity.
Sta.sh
