Change your username, change your identity: UpdateUpdate: Thank you all for participating in the contest. Here are the two winners of the randomly selected list of contestants (thanks to Random.org):More Like This
Congratulations to you both!
The contest (ended)
Recently Deviant Art has announced that premium members now have the ability to change their username.
I've decided to hold a contest for the members that don't have a subscription to give them the opportunity to do so.
- Fav this journal so other people can learn about the contest
- Write in the comment box of this journal about your username and why you want to change it. How does your username effect your identity?
-You must be a member without a premium status
-You must fav this journal and add a thoughtful comment about why you want to change your username
-You must already have an eligible username in mind to change to
-The username change must involve more than just capitalization
Two one-month premi
I'm holding a contest!! 80 :points:!! It's simple to enter, here are the rules!!More Like This
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Post a journal about this contest
Comment here with a link to your journal
You will be given one extra entry for each one of them you watch.
You can also earn one more entry for every three things in my gallery you favorite. ---> http://webturkey.deviantart.com/gallery/
MAXIMUM IS 15 ENTRIES
Time for the prizes!! [Bullet; Purple]
First place: 40 [Points] & a custom adoptable (your choice of species) & a llama
Second place: 20 [Points] & one free adoptable (your choice of species) & a llama
Third place: 10 [Points] & a llama
Fourth place: 10 [Points] & a llama
Entry prize: a llama
The deadline for ent
Weirdo! :3Emo:More Like This
[x] I cry a lot.
[x] I go to local shows.
 I wear black everyday.
[x] I write sad poetry.
 I play an acoustic guitar.
[x] My favorite bands include: Fall Out Boy, My Chemical Romance, or Panic! at the Disco.
[x] I think about suicide or death often.
[x] People have told me to cheer up.
[x] I cry when I see dead animals.
 My facebook pics are black or white or angled.
[x] I wear many band shirts.
[x] No one understands me.
[x] I don't talk too often.
 I look down when I walk.
[x] I wear black eyeliner.
 I have an ex I still cry over.
 My hair is black.
 My hair covers one of my eyes.
 I always say 'life sucks'.
 I have straight A's.
 I wear glasses.
 I always do my homework and study.
[x] Lord of the Rings was a massive achievement.
[x] Computer games.
 I'm 'teachers pet'.
 I've never had a real boyfriend/girlfriend.
[x] I have a bedtime.
 I use an asthma inhaler.
[x] I carry a calculator with me.
[ ] I bring my lunch to school.
[x ] I al
The Rubber Ducky DealerOut in the Arabian desert, a long time ago, there was a young man who threw pies at random travelers. Until one day, someone taught him a lesson.More Like This
There was a rubber ducky dealer who came to town one day and he asked the man if he could have one of his pies if he gave him 4 or 5 of his duckies.
"No need to ask!!" The man said, launching a pie at a guy's face.
The rubber ducky dealer looked shocked, but then he started throwing his rubber ducks at his face, and yelled, "SEE HOW I FEEL!"
The man picked up the rubber ducks and said, "Cute, but not good enough!" and he pulled out his pie machete and opened fire.
The rubber ducky dealer got out his bazooka, loaded with rubber duckies and yelled, "Oh yeah? TAKE THIS!" and fired.
But they were all defected.
She WalksShe walked with graceMore Like This
Innocence, purity, naivety
Clad in a white linen gown
Walking through where the faries play
Leaping and dancing with a euphoria and innocence of childhood
Laying in the long grass as the wind caressed her rosy cheeks
Her long golden curls tumbling down her back in a dissary of soft locks
Blown around by the wind as she danced
Not a care in the world
A cherub like smile on her fair porcelain face.
She walked with innocence.
She walks with demurity.
Darkness, austerity, the weight of her newly gained knowledge dragging her down.
She stopped checking for monsters under her bed
"They're not under my bed. The monsters are inside me."
Clad in an aubergine velvet gown.
Walking through the forest to the cliff
Past the brown grass to the raging waters
She has seen the world
More than she had hoped to see
Her naivety dissolving into the wind that once caressed her rosy cheeks, now demure and hollow
Her torchwood locks straight down to a blunt edge just above her chin
Mandy's Destiny (Ch. 1)More Like This
There once was a girl named Mandy. She lived in Chicago, Illinois. She lived with her mom in a small apartment complex. She loved her mom and Chicago. She also loved her friends, but little did she know, her friends hated her. She was the friend that no one liked. Mandy's friends would always make fun of her, behind her back. Eventually, Mandy found out one horrid day, while she was eavesdropping on her friend's conversation.
"Oh my gosh, did you hear what Mandy told Veronica the other day? Ugh, she is such a idiot! Can you believe she's doing that stupid stuff? Ugh, she's disgusting!" One of her friend's complained to another one.
That's when Mandy told them what she thought. She said, "Geez, I thought you guys were my friends! But apparently, you're not, so screw you!" And she beat them up to a bloody pulp and someone called the police. The police managed to make Mandy stop, but the two girls were so injured, they had to go to the hospital.
A couple days later, Mandy was called to co