September Draw-Off!Hello everypony!More Like This
The August Draw-Off was amazing, and we had a ton of very awesome art submitted to the contest! But now that it's over, it's time to move on to our third Draw-Off contest!
Every month, we host a contest for everyone to participate in. We decide upon a central theme, and all entries must be centered around that theme. Once the submission deadline has passed, the group administrators will vote on the winning entry.
These contests are open to anyone who is a member of our group. Additionally, each member is only allowed one submission into the contest. We have also created a specific folder for this event, and only entries submitted to that folder will be accepted.
As always, our basic group rules do apply to this contest. This means that submissions may not contain gore, sexual or suggestive poses, abuse of drugs, religious or political references, etc. If you have any questions about the rules, please just post a comment in this journal and we'll be happy to help!
Elli's Story: part 3 "Phew! About time that demon went down." Tristan said while whipping his forehead from sweat. Benji sighed in relief also and high-fiving Tristan. Elli was standing by the demon staring at it with suspicious eyes. He should've been down from the first round How'd he revive from it though? Elli turned and looked around the park, sniffing the air she cursed. I can only smell this demon's scent I know he's behind this. Elli hurried to where Benji and Tristan were.More Like This
"Hey, let's head back now. I'm starving!" She smiled and started to skip back to HQ. When the team made it back, they had found Deo, Demmy and Freckles in the lounge together. Freckles and Demmy were on the couch dazed. Deo was bringing them water.
"Freckles passed out and Demmy ran into something that knocked him out." Deo explained when the team entered. Benji ran to Freckles to check if she was alright. Tristan made Demmy scoot over to watch tv. Elli turn
Elli's Story: Part Two Benji didn't take his eye off of her. "Elliana! Who is Slater? What does he got to do with anything involving you?" Elli snapped out of her shocked state and made a shaky laugh. "Oh haha, must been some old restaurant owner, who I skipped a check out on. Happens all the time!"More Like This
Elli tried to walk away quickly, but was yanked back by her hair. "Elli, this is serious! That guy Slater is some kind of dangerous demon! He had minions and knew a lot about me and Santo." She shook him off. "I don't know the guy! Sorry, but get over it now. It might've been just your imagination!" Elli turned and walked away again, leaving Benji there annoyed and concerned.
The time dragged on till dinner came.
It was only six o'clock. Freckles was preparing dinner, Tristan was on the couch, playing with his tie, and Demmy was in the room carrying a small carton of milk. Elli spotted Benji stan
Love takes Lives-Gabe 2I stared at the two of them in shock.More Like This
"y-you don't have parents? who watches you?" I still couldn't filter the insanity.
"Other than him, no one." She answered. I could see the moon''s reflection in the tears that had begun running down her face. Then where did she live. I asked her. She looked up for the first time.
She began to shout. "I live right here, dumbass! this alley is my home! My parents dropped me off right here when I was born and He takes care of me! What the hell is wrong with you?"
I was dumbfounded. Here eyes had shown when she looked up, and what I saw killed me. Se too had red eyes, and the tears running out of them drowned her face. She dropped her head and stared at the ground again.
"I'm so sorry...I-I couldn't holditin for any longer. The pain is just unbearable...I'm sorry..."she practically whispered those last few words. I felt for her.I really did. I knew what her pain was like.
"..." I couldn't answer to this, but still, something forced its way from my thro
The Sound of B part 4I closed my eyes and shook my head, but the vision didn't go away. B didn't leave the scene as I stared blankly at him. He tapped again on the glass, and mouthed for me to let him in. I did nothing, but stare him in the eyes. For a while afterward, he backed up, his gaze never leaving mine. He shoved his foot into the window.More Like This
Shattering glass littered my floor and a few peices slit themselves into my side. I tried to back away from the pain, but the blood had already began to stain the bed.
"B.....what do you want?" I stammered.
He said nothing as he staggered forward, popping with every step. he looked broken, kind of like a zombie. he lifted his hand and pointed at me. then curled his finger, beckoning to me.
"ratio.........." was the only word I heard from him that night.
I climbed out of bed and stood before him. No shirt and sweats...i was really sporting the style.
He wasnt holding anything of a weapon that i could see. He reached out and grab
L.A.B.B ch3:When Back Ups FailEight. Eight days had passed since Beyond's plan had been put into motion. No...no, that isn't right. His plan had been in action for years, since he had learned what Watari had kept from him, learned the awful the truth that had sealed his fate.More Like This
It wasn't enough to give him such a disgraceful name, not enough to give him the second letter, not enough to deem him just a copy. No. They had to go further, cut him deeper, slice his being, take every thing away from him and tear it to shreds, leaving only his core and destroying that too.
"B, could you come in my office for a moment? There's something you should be told."
Beyond's hands curled into fists at his side at the memory. He kept his head bent, hiding his expression from the other passengers on the train. The look wasn't hateful, wasn't angry, it was both, a mix between the two and something else.
The raven-haired copy cat looked up from his test and turned to the door where Watari, where Quillsh Wammy, stood
L.A.B.B ch2:The Bleeding BrideBeyond Birthday placed the rope on top of a near-by book shelf that was crammed so full it was almost impossible to dislodge one of the poor cramped writings that were trapped within. The rope was of no use now, it's job was done. Now came the real fun. With a grin only he could possibly wear, he picked up the knife and stepped closer to the lifeless writer who's shirt lay neatly folded on his desk, as if waiting to be placed back inside it's dresser.More Like This
"It's time to finish your last story..." He said, crouching down to put the blade to flesh but not yet cut through. "And finally begin working on mine." With that, Beyond set to his delicate work.
The cuts were careful, precise. Never deep enough to pierce anything the man might have needed while alive, but plenty deep enough to bleed sufficiently, deep enough to get his point across. He had the skill of a surgeon, the steady hand of an artist. This was the work of a man who knew what they were doing.
Wary never to graze any bone, he carv
Breathethis is a poem i came up with....i hope u guyz think itz good :More Like This
A kiss from your lips,
A hold from your arms
Were never truly meant for me
The One you desired most
Wasn't so far from thee..
My heart sang in your presence
Then cried when you broke away
My love never reached you
And now the pain begins to fade
For you have now found someone new...
My mind broke, my breathing stopped
Everything crumbled away
But now I know what is right
For that I must let go
To let a new love shine bright.....
I hope now you've found the one
And all will be great
Your smile means the world to me
And now I must be strong
As of that I'm able to breathe.....
L's Note Chapter 7Two days had passed. And the boy was still unconscious. Mr Wammy had already visited him ten times since the boy was placed on the bed.More Like This
Mr Wammy touched the boy's hand. Pitiful little boy, to have suffered like this...I hope that he wakes up soon...Mr Wammy thought to himself.
In fact, the boy looked really bad. It was not just the pale skin. Dark circles had appeared under his eyes and the boy was as skinny as a wraith. Actually, he already looked like one.
He was just about to leave when the boy's pair of closed eyes opened, revealing grey irises.
L sat up and surveyed his surroundings. He thought : The furniture is white, so maybe this is heaven. But just after those thinking, he felt woozy. Then he decided that he was still very alive. Because if he were to be in heaven, he would not be feeling like crap.
Then, he noticed the middle-aged man gazing at him. L was wondering who he was until the man spoke.
'I'm Mr Watari. Just call me Watari,' Mr Wammy thought against using his real n
L's Note Chapter 6If L were to be awake and his analytical skills were up and running, he would have realised that he was next to a big white mansion with a black gate in front it. But he was not.More Like This
So he continued to lie down there, unknowning and unaware of his surroundings. It was approximately 7 pm then.
At 7.02 pm, a black limousine stopped in front of L's prone form. The limousine immediately stopped.
A middle-aged man stepped out. His hair was already greying and a pair of glasses were perched on his nose.
He was none other than Quillish Wammy, the brilliant inventor. But he liked philanthrophy and children better. So he set up an orphanage called Wammy's House that accepted orphans of any background.
Mr Wammy looked sadly at the unconscious boy. The boy had dishevelled raven hair which looked more like a pile of weeds than hair. His skin was so pale that he even looked dead, and to Mr Wammy, he would not be surprised if the boy was.
Then, Mr Wammy tried to feel if the boy had a pulse. Yes! It was
For Axel LoversMore Like This
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Your fingertips slowly tap the wooden fence. Waiting is always the worst part. The view from Sunset Hill is breathtaking, as usual, but you always have trouble focusing on it with the knowledge of whats coming. You wont be waiting much longer. You never have to wait long.
A nebulous, wispy noise springs up behind you, but you dont have to look over your shoulder to know of the dark vortex behind you- and the figure stepping out of it. Knowing that he is stepping up beside you, a small smile curls your lips. As the tall figure reaches your side, you have to force your eyes from traveling up to his bright shocks of red hair, and keep them pointed forward.
Staring at nothing again today, are we? comes his voice, complete with its usual sarcastic und
Zexion "Umbrella" You were standing outside of your school, holding your umbrella, waiting for your parents to pick you up, when you spot a boy with blue hair standing beneath a tree.More Like This
I bet its terrible to be out in the rain without an umbrella. You thought to yourself.
Maybe I should go and help him. You nodded your head and smiled as you walked towards him.
Hi. You greeted, Do you want to share my umbrella? The boy slowly nodded his head and moved under the umbrella next to you. You were both silent for a while, listening to the continuous tapping of the rain hitting the umbrella.
Im ------, by the way. You blurt out.
Im Zexion. The boy muttered. A few minutes later, your mothers car pulls up in front of you.
Thats my mom. You sighed. I hope someone comes to get you soon. You gave him a
Cloud "Remember the Time"Authors Note: Warning! Breaking Dawn reference in this story! Youll see what Im talking about once you start reading.More Like This
I am such an idiot. You thought to yourself.
Yes, you are. Your cousin Roxas said from behind you.
Darn it Roxas! Stop reading my mind! You yelled.
Sorry, cant help it. Im bored, and curious. Youre always so quiet.
I wasnt always this quiet. you thought sadly.
No, you werent. Roxas said. You glared at him. Whose fault was it anyways? he added. You sighed and shrugged you shoulders.
Ive got to get over this break up. You glanced at Roxas.
Im gonna let you figure this one out. He said, walking away.
Talk to her. Zack said handing Cloud his phone.
Who? Cloud aske
Zack "Most Wonderful Time"Destiny Islands,More Like This
December 18th, Friday
Hey ------! Merry Christmas! Sora yelled from behind you. You turned around to face him.
You do know its not Christmas yet, right? you asked him, laughing.
I know. I just wanted to be the first to tell you. He answered scratching the back of his neck.
Did you hear the rumors going around school? he asked as the two of you walked home together.
What rumors? you asked.
Theres some guy at school that supposedly stalks people.
Please dont try to make school scary for me. Especially since its almost time for the Christmas party at school.
When the two of you arrived at your house, there was a long, thin package on your doorstep.
Whats that? Sora asked as you bent down to pic
Demyx "Lucky"I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friendMore Like This
Lucky to have been where I have been
Lucky to be coming home again
So Demy, I was kinda hopping we could go see a movie this weekend. Would you like to come?
Sure! Sounds like fun.
Great! See you Saturday!
- click -
You didnt believe the rumors going around school. They just didnt make sense. Sure, you and Demyx were friends since preschool. But boyfriend and girlfriend? That just seemed a little over-the-top, didnt it? Thank goodness its Friday. Then youll have the weekend to hang with your friends! It was lunchtime and, as usual, you were sitting with your best friends. Roxas, Namine, and Demyx to your left, and Zexion, Axel, and Sora to your right.
So Demyx, when are you gonna ask ------- to the dance? Axel asked, the usual smirk on his face.
Axel not you too?! you responde
THE MUSICAL CHALLENGETHE MUSICAL CHALLENGE!More Like This
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
I'm using these as an example.
2. Ben Tennyson
7. Zack Fair
8. Cloud Strife
10. DARN IT I CAN'T THINK OF A TENTH ONE! (Why don't you use-) SHUT UP! You know I wouldn't choose him!
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For keep song that plays, write a drabble related to the theme you picked
inspired by the song. You only have the time frame of the song:
No planning before hand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterwards;
Once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either, you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do ten of these, then post.
Wish me luck!
I found this on Quizilla and I thought," Why don't I give it a try?"
.... What have I done? (
one-night stand.the sun set as the music fadesMore Like This
the auburn sky soon turns to grey
your heartbeat echoed in my ears
I faked a smile, you faked a tear
it was like a movie, so surreal
I loved the way it made me feel
as long as you were my own that night
I knew the rest would be allright
the moon shines down onto the sheets
my hands are cold against your heat
our tongues are intertwined at last
your heart and mine are beating fast
but I know I will be the one
forgotten with the rising sun
as long as youre my own right now
I know Ill make it through, somehow
Ill wake up next morning to find
Im all alone and left behind
You wont give me another thought
I'll be the only one forgot
Ill cling to memories of you
You can't be gone, it cant be true
as long as youre mine in my dreams
I know Ill make it through, it seems
Four of a Kind, You-YB or YMMore Like This
You sighed wearily as you gazed out of your first period class window. You were sitting in the back row, where the new kids always sit, and were currently thinking up new ways to get out of doing whatever homework was going to be assigned... lol! Just kidding, you didnt even know what was going on so how could you plan to get out of it? You had your earphones stuffed into your ears and you were currently listening to Hang On, by Seether at full blast. So, needless to say, you nearly died of a heart attack when a ruler was unforgivingly smashed on your desk.
Unplugging yourself, you:
Do: nothing. Think: ((What an ass.)) Say: Yeah?
Do: Salute. Think: *nothing in particular* Say: What are me orders, captain?
Do: Glare. Think: ((Maybe if I glare hard enough hell drop down dead.)) Say: What the fuck?!
Say whatever you want, but either way be just glared at you, You are in the wrong class, Miss. Go
L's note Chapter 1Somewhere in the suburbs of England, 11.57 p.m. on 31st october 1979, a lady was struggling to give birth. Her husband was silently praying hard beside the lady, because all the births before this one had all ended up with stillborns or miscarriage.More Like This
Even with this grisly fact, the couple, whose surname was Lawliet, did not give up hopes on having a child. Never mind whether it was a boy or girl, healthy or frail, as long as he or she was alive, the Lawliets would have fulfilled their lifelong wish.
A mixture of tears and seat were streaming down Mrs Lawliet's face. Finally at 11.59 p.m., the child finally came to the world. In fact, it was a healthy boy.
He had Mrs Lawliet's cloudly grey eyes and Mr Lawliet's jet-black that would later become a messy shock. Mr Lawliet made the child's name his initial - L.
The proud parents of the boy gave a sigh. It was one of happiness, after a long time of worry.
Why was it so? Mrs Lawliet was frail and sickly because of being afflicted with anaemia
L's note Chapter 2L Lawliet led a very difficult childhood, even when his parents were there to support him.More Like This
Mr Lawliet repaired bicycles for a living, earning just enough to provide for the family. As for Mrs Lawliet, she was too sick to work, so now her ' full-time job' was looking after L.
The neighbouring families were of no help. All of them looked down on the Lawliets because they were poor. So the neighbours' children were told not to talk to the lawliet boy with a black messy shock as hair.
His name had caused all the trouble. Because L sounded like ' Elle' , so the neighbours just thought that Mr and Mrs Lawliet were illiterate and gave their boy a girl's name.
Because of that, L stayed home all the time. He learnt from books that were dumped to the Lawliets, because the neighbours' children were never interested in reading them. And Mr and Mrs Lawliet obviously could not afford them.
In the neighbourhood, the Lawliet house was treated like a rubbish dump, so whatever the neighbours did not wan