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Some times even without realizing it we take idea's of things we've seen before & place them in our own creations.
Current Residence: Asheboro, NC
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XL
Favourite genre of music: Rock, pop, Classical, J-pop, everything XD
Favourite style of art: Manga, anime
Operating System: XP, 7, & 8
MP3 player of choice: one that works Xp
Shell of choice: huh?
Wallpaper of choice: like I said huh?
Skin of choice: again Huh?
Favourite cartoon character: Bugs Bunny, Negi & Asuna & Nodoka
Personal Quote: Live for your Dreams not someone else's
Berrying the Hatchet(Woman to Blueberry)
Lana Roberts extended her right hand towards the factory owner, a smile plastered wide on her face. Inwardly, she seethed. There were rumors swirling about Wonka Industries, and how its factories tended to have abnormally high disappearance rates. Lana intended to stir up said rumors, starting viral storm that would no doubt lead to the closing of this factory.
It wasn’t much, but she felt it was the least she could do for her sister’s family-owned candy shop. Wonka Industries had put it out of business in a week, thanks to the charismatic and cutthroat leadership of one Morgan ‘Wonka’. All managers took on their patron’s surname, a trend started by Charles ‘Wonka’ Bucket all those years ago.
“Ms. Wonka, it is an absolute pleasure to meet you.” Lana’s words were sweet as sugar, a trick she’d learned after her dozenth interview with another holier-than-thou politician.
“Please, that’s my b
The Factory Tour Pt. 7Sara was confused. Ever since she had seen her friend swell up into an orange, she had almost... enjoyed it. Watching these other girls expand had unlocked something in her, a deep longing that she just couldn't understand.
Listen to yourself! You sound like a freak! Like this Wonka lady! But... is that really so bad?
She honestly couldn't decide, but she did know one thing: part of her couldn't wait for the next one. Oh, and there would be a next one, she was sure of that.
The remaining girls, Agatha, Sara, Kaitlin, Julie followed Ms. Heather down another dark hallway towards yet another room.
"Ah, here we are ladies! This is one of my personal favorites! The fudge room!" Heather said joyously.
"Wait... isn't this where Mandie went?" Agatha asked curiously.
Heather paused, searching for her words, "Well, yes! But I'm sure by now she's been moved to the Extractor. Gotta get that chocolate out of her before it hardens!" she said somewhat nervously.
Do you even care? I m