3 weeks after Akko's little scenario regarding her nose. She decides she wants to make her spell last a little while longer and save it for someone who deserves it, since she knows first hand on what it does to a liar. While shes in her dorm, she studies the spell, making sure she didn't miss anything.
Akko: "Lyes en tu mi, lyes en Tu mi"
Sucy: "What are you up to?"
Sucy says, sneaking up on Akko.
Akko: "Ahhh...Sucy you know i hate that."
A startled Akko says.
Sucy: "Heeheehee...i know."
Akko: "Well, if your done being a creep. Shhhh."
Akko said to Sucy, shushing her as she was trying to remain concentrated.
Sucy: "Are you working on
Shannon felt the best she had in the last two hours as she finished munching on her third slice of Zippy's Pizza, a local campus favorite. Sara had been nice enough to order some not long after Shannon showed back up. Shannon was starving, and grateful for it. She had told Sara everything while they waited for the delivery guy. With parent's weekend just a week away, and Sara unable to afford a single extra inch if she had any chance of shrinking in time for it, she had decided to stay in on this Saturday night. Good thing, for her friend's sake. She couldn't believe what a bitch Dani was.
Without mentioning it, Sara began fumbling for her r
The sleek sportscar came to a halt. Shannon had hardly caught her breath in anticipation before Bradley emerged, distracted by the traffic instead of looking immediately at her. He was just a few steps from her when he finally saw her. But his own pre-date nerves had locked him on to auto-pilot. Before he could even register the thing on her face, he simply said, "Shannon you look great tonight, so thrilled you could come out!" as he went in for a polite hug. It was his bathroom mirror routine, landed with a 10 from the judges. Something was definitely wrong with her face, but his choreographed greeting continued, by opening the passenger doo
Please read Chapter 1, and Jessica50's very excellent Pinocchio Syndrome, before reading this! You'll like it better! The picture in this chapter was created by Nosus.
Saturday began for Shannon like it did for most college students, at about 10:30am. For a few seconds, she had forgotten about her predicament entirely, and it felt like any other day. Only when she looked up, and saw the last few inches of Dani's nose hanging off the side of the bunk above her, did reality come rushing back to her. For a moment she ignored it anyway, and just focused on the rhythmic rising and falling of Dani's nose tip, as her roommate still breathed deeply
Please read Chapter 1, and Jessica50's very excellent Pinocchio Syndrome, before reading this. You'll like it better!
YO BRADLIE-DUESKIE!!!! Sam shouted, not looking up from his xbox controller.
Sam's leg was shaking as he played, he'd told himself he wouldn't start drinking until his bud came home. The future alcoholic could now relax, and unwind from a hard day of Madden with a few brews. Bradley was more chill, returning only a "Yo, Sam!" in a forced upbeat tone. Bradley had issues on his mind. He walked past the large NO FAT CHICKS poster and to the beer cooler, grabbing one for himself, and tossing another can to Sam. Bradley noted how
Please read Chapter 1, and Jessica50's very excellent Pinocchio Syndrome, before reading this! You'll like it better!
Sara lived just two dorm buildings over, and there was a pathway through some heavily treed areas that helped keep Shannon a bit more hidden than a usual campus trek might. There was almost no shame, except for sharing the elevator up with another student. Shannon just kept her head down, but she could feel the student starring at her. Neither spoke.
Finally she reached the 7th floor of Nosus Hall, with her friend Sara's dorm just three doors away. She hoped she was home.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!! Shannon pounded. "Who IIIS it?"
Story inspired by a captioned picture created by drachen23. The story takes place in the Pinocchio Syndrome universe, originally created by Jessica50. That picture can be seen here (Shannon on the left, Dani on the right):
Sweat was beading on Shannon's forehead, and she still had three dorm buildings to pass on the unseasonably warm day before she got to her own. Even with all the ground she had covered, so far successfully unnoticed as best she could tell, her breathing and heart rate hadn't calmed down since it happened. She still hadn't stopped
Steven awoke on a sunny morning after being rustled by his girlfriend Fiona who was walking around their room.
"What are you up to?"
"Oh, just taking a shower before we had out today. Try not to get bored, alright?" she said as she locked herself in the bathroom.
Steven laid down for a moment before glancing over at the bra that was hanging on the edge of their closet door. He frowned in disappointment at seeing the magical bra that he'd occasionally persuade his girlfriend into wearing, causing her chest to gradually become larger. Over time the magic properties of the bra had weakened, to the point where it barely affected Fiona at all. He
Getting a job is cool, well at first.., you have money to spend on useless crap you otherwise wouldn't when your trying to be frugal
But then that's all you seem to do, you get up.., you go to work.., you do a small bit of leisure time (Seems much smaller now) and then you sleep, rinse, repeat... etc
Why do we all do this?.., surely there has to be a better way..,
At somepoint I hope I can clone myself and take turns with it, I take every other day working, then we share notes..
Because with life as it is.. I am finding that the things I love to do such as
Being a GM
Playing Computer Games
Are getting pushed more and
So.. I have started running games again, for a while I had lost the feeling to and it didn't help that a lot of previous tries had ended in things going wrong
Originally I had started running a 13th Age game for people I was playing Guild Wars 2 with.. this however lasted one session.., with then Guild Wars and real life bringing it to a crushing end.
However the idea was still there.. but how should I go about this?.. I had been warned off by a fellow GM people might know called Tommahkun generally saying that most people on the internet are toxic.., And.. while in his circles this might be the case I was determined to prove to a degree th
So been more than a year... feels longer if I am being honest here..
Don't really feel like drawing these days, it's not that I cannot.. it's more that I won't
I have lost my muse and most of what used to love about doing this,
So I am currently sat at work.. wondering why I am here?, I am not doing anything particulary rewarding or relavent to what I would love to do
heck most of my creative pursuits have now been with making characters for RPG's I will never play, writting something people will likely never read and drowning my sorrows due to pain with a combination of painkillers and cider.
What's more.. I feel like giving up