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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Awry

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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Awry

Eral came to after the fight had concluded. By the pained groans throughout the courtyard, he hadn't been out for more than a few minutes. That, at least, was a good sign. He also noted that Elias stood at the center of the courtyard, surveying the damage and looking mostly unharmed. Another good thing. "Eral? Buddy?" Elias called. Genuine concern colored his voice. Eral waved his arms but didn't move to stand. "Here, dummy. Look for the only green here!" Elias zeroed in on him, and if Eral wasn't hazy from pain, he'd relish the shock on that face. Not much could throw Elias off like that. Heavy footsteps shook the stone ground as Elias rushed towards Eral. His shadow barely engulfed the fallen pixie before he dropped into a kneel. Eral leaned back in time with Elias leaning over him, though he couldn't hope to keep his personal space at this point. As usual when met with any level of fussing over him, Eral rolled his eyes. "You look awful, Elias. Maybe you oughta kick back a bit.
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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Bike Ride

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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Bike Ride

“Why aren’t we going in the car-thing again?” Bowman’s voice, close to Jacob’s ear thanks to the sprite’s cautious perch on his shoulder, rang clear with skepticism. In response, Jacob smirked and shrugged his shoulder just enough to bob the tiny sprite up and down once. “I thought you were tired of the car after the drive all the way here,” he pointed out. Bowman’s tiny boots shifted as he flinched to keep his balance. Once certain he wouldn’t fall, one leafy wing slapped Jacob’s neck. “I was,” he insisted. “But if we’re going somewhere outside, I’d rather not be seen, and you can’t run fast enough to keep me out of sight.” “It’s true,” Jacob lamented. “But I’m not planning on running there. Lemme just show you.” He considered that fair warning for the front door of the house to open up. Jacob stepped onto the small front porch and paused to assess the world outside. A slight breeze cooled off the warm day, and only a few clouds drifted around overhead. The tidy lawns of the
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[Com] Dean Asunder

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[Com] Dean Asunder

Let’s try this again, shall we? The witch’s cryptic question made less sense by the second, because as he looked around, Dean was certain he’d never dealt with anything like this. The trees towered farther overhead than ever. If not for the enormous leaves gathered in the tree roots with him, he’d think maybe he’d been sent to the Redwood Forest. Instead, he realized with mounting dread, he could be anywhere. It didn’t feel like the real world. Animals cried in the distance, once-familiar sounds warped by what that witch did. He was small. He was small and alone and he had no idea where his dad or Sammy were. A part of him wanted to rush out looking for them, but something held him back. Every time he tried to take a step out of his safe refuge, he imagined some giant animal dragging him off before he could fight back. He had his knife and colt, but they seemed so small compared to any threat at this size. But what if Sammy was out there? He couldn’t hide away when his brother
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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - What Could Have Been

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Big Not-Friendly Giant - 2

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Big Not-Friendly Giant - 2

Colfax’s mouth twitched into a deeper frown as he regarded the human. It lasted long enough for the pale little guy to notice and scramble back a bit more. Colfax tapped the earth once again and the motion froze, then became tiny shivers. He didn’t really plan to do any harm. The human hadn’t committed a real crime against him aside from trespassing, and from the looks of things he was one of the lost types. Even so, being unfamiliar, he wasn’t one of the usual idiots that came looking once in a while. It meant he would be subject to the usual plan for Colfax’s annoying visitors. Scare the daylights out of him,
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Ruckus (New Trust AU)

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Ruckus (New Trust AU)

It couldn’t be the worst situation Colfax had found himself in, but it definitely wasn’t the best. He stood rigid behind a tall water bottle and listened. The bottle was the tallest thing on the shelf arranged over his human’s broad desk, and judging by the dust on it, it would remain at least a while longer. Once the human got into his drawing on that strange desk he could light up from beneath, he tended to focus closely on it for quite some time. Therein lay the problem. Colfax didn’t have a good route back to the floor, let alone into the walls to hide. He didn’t trust that focus to hold up when a viri was i
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(ALMT) Crickets

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(ALMT) Crickets

Colfax peered around the edge of the vent opening into the unfamiliar apartment. Despite the size and arrangement of the rooms being the same as Charlie’s apartment a floor below, it may as well be a different building. None of the looming furniture stood where he’d expected after months of knowing Charlie’s preferred layout. It didn’t slow him down for long. Keeping the necessary skills of a viri sharp, Colfax scanned the combination office/bedroom for any and all details he’d need. Far fewer bookshelves lined the walls, and instead a large corner desk took much of one quadrant of the room. The bed was much mes
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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 4

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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 4

Aziraphale indulged himself in a small sense of pride. Oscar, while still clearly nervous and wary of the cafe’s other patrons, was making an effort to relax. He’d even improvised himself a seat. Next to the other dishes on the table, the little fellow looked especially tiny. It was no wonder, really, that little folk like Oscar weren’t more common knowledge among the humans. He still would have liked to know himself. In order to keep from riling those nerves right back up, Aziraphale made certain that the staff of the place--one of his favorite spots for a quick lunch--wouldn’t have the inclination to check up on hi
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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 3

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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 3

Aziraphale hated the realizations as they came to him, but he couldn’t stop from asking. As he watched the miniscule fidgets of Oscar’s hands and the way he wouldn’t look him in the eye, he knew he must be correct. Oscar hardly got any food at all, when so much would be available to him. That tremulous little voice finally gave him the answer he expected. “Well. Not really,” he said. “I have gotten some toast from someone’s counter, though, when no one was looking. There was butter on it and everything!” “Oh, good lord,” Aziraphale muttered, hiding his disapproving frown behind a p
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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 2

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(Good Omens) An Unexpected Customer - 2

Aziraphale swallowed thickly, his hand frozen in mid-reach for the tiny creature. He hadn’t the slightest clue what to do next about this discovery. He couldn’t recall hearing much about tiny people, and he’d lived on earth … well, almost as long as it had been there. And yet, here he was, staring at a miniature man no bigger than a finger. Judging by the tiniest hitch in those frail little shoulders, the tiny man was crying with terror at the sight of him. Who could blame him? Aziraphale tried to keep out of everyone’s notice, but he would be impossible to miss for someone so small. He sighed, all the annoyanc
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Collaborative Works by PL1

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Collaborative Works by PL1

Collaborative Works by PL1 8/30/16 Update: Marked The Road Not Taken complete and added Brothers Adopted to nightmares06's section 5/16/16 Update: Marked some stories complete; Added A Little Bit of Magic and A Little Bit of Catnip in the LaEscritora section (Trust AUs); Added The Road Not Taken in nightmares06's section 1/6/16 Update: Added A Lich of Sense (A story featuring Bowman Leafwing, for any Bowman fans) 11/29/15 Update: Added Hershey Kisses and Salt Lines (sorry it's late!) and opened a section for collaborations with nightmares06 Hello, readers! I've been meaning to put this together for ages and I have finally conquered time
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Fairy Tales: Bowman of Wellwood - 1

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Fairy Tales: Bowman of Wellwood - 1

“Bowman, wake up!”  The voice pulled me out of my dreams abruptly, dragging me out of sleep with an iron grip.  “It’s morning!”  I blinked bright green eyes before squinting at the vague shape standing next to my bed.  At first, the only indication I gave her that I had heard was a disgruntled groan.  As the young girl came into focus, I saw that she had her hands placed on her hips, her mouth set with determination.  She wasn't about to be scared off. “Whaaaa’?” I mumbled, barely able to keep my eyes open.  “Go ‘way.  Sleep.”  I di
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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Awry

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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Awry

Eral came to after the fight had concluded. By the pained groans throughout the courtyard, he hadn't been out for more than a few minutes. That, at least, was a good sign. He also noted that Elias stood at the center of the courtyard, surveying the damage and looking mostly unharmed. Another good thing. "Eral? Buddy?" Elias called. Genuine concern colored his voice. Eral waved his arms but didn't move to stand. "Here, dummy. Look for the only green here!" Elias zeroed in on him, and if Eral wasn't hazy from pain, he'd relish the shock on that face. Not much could throw Elias off like that. Heavy footsteps shook the stone ground as Elias rushed towards Eral. His shadow barely engulfed the fallen pixie before he dropped into a kneel. Eral leaned back in time with Elias leaning over him, though he couldn't hope to keep his personal space at this point. As usual when met with any level of fussing over him, Eral rolled his eyes. "You look awful, Elias. Maybe you oughta kick back a bit.
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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Bike Ride

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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - Bike Ride

“Why aren’t we going in the car-thing again?” Bowman’s voice, close to Jacob’s ear thanks to the sprite’s cautious perch on his shoulder, rang clear with skepticism. In response, Jacob smirked and shrugged his shoulder just enough to bob the tiny sprite up and down once. “I thought you were tired of the car after the drive all the way here,” he pointed out. Bowman’s tiny boots shifted as he flinched to keep his balance. Once certain he wouldn’t fall, one leafy wing slapped Jacob’s neck. “I was,” he insisted. “But if we’re going somewhere outside, I’d rather not be seen, and you can’t run fast enough to keep me out of sight.” “It’s true,” Jacob lamented. “But I’m not planning on running there. Lemme just show you.” He considered that fair warning for the front door of the house to open up. Jacob stepped onto the small front porch and paused to assess the world outside. A slight breeze cooled off the warm day, and only a few clouds drifted around overhead. The tidy lawns of the
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[Com] Dean Asunder

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[Com] Dean Asunder

Let’s try this again, shall we? The witch’s cryptic question made less sense by the second, because as he looked around, Dean was certain he’d never dealt with anything like this. The trees towered farther overhead than ever. If not for the enormous leaves gathered in the tree roots with him, he’d think maybe he’d been sent to the Redwood Forest. Instead, he realized with mounting dread, he could be anywhere. It didn’t feel like the real world. Animals cried in the distance, once-familiar sounds warped by what that witch did. He was small. He was small and alone and he had no idea where his dad or Sammy were. A part of him wanted to rush out looking for them, but something held him back. Every time he tried to take a step out of his safe refuge, he imagined some giant animal dragging him off before he could fight back. He had his knife and colt, but they seemed so small compared to any threat at this size. But what if Sammy was out there? He couldn’t hide away when his brother
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Trust Contest 2020 Prize - What Could Have Been

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Memory Sickness

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Memory Sickness

When Jacob’s footsteps slowed to a stop, Bowman noticed right away. The steady, heavy crashing had been a mark of Jacob’s presence in Wellwood as he crushed fallen leaves and shook the very ground. As a giant human, he couldn’t help it, not that it stopped Bowman giving him a hard time. “Find something?” Bowman called as he banked in a circle to head back to where Jacob had stopped. His curiosity dropped away as soon as he glimpsed the rainy expression on Jacob’s face. Something was wrong. Bowman’s leisurely glide became a quick dive. He landed on a low branch mere feet in front of the towering hum
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First Prize: Quill

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First Prize: Quill

Not Good. Very not good. Quill leapt over a book on the floor, the pages crumpled and spine facing up. His hand brushed the embossed title as he slipped less than an inch over it and stumbled on the other side of the tome. Something crashed as he regained his momentum and ran. There had to be a place in the study that he could hide. It looked like a study, anyway. Bookshelves from floor to faraway ceiling, thick carpet worn with age, an enormous work desk cluttered with papers. His pen was still up on that desk, but he didn’t see himself having a chance to retrieve it. Considering how alarmed his current adversary had been to see him
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Second Prize: Elias Meets Gabriel

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Second Prize: Elias Meets Gabriel

Be Seeing You! The bittersweet greeting, faded on the town’s welcome sign, had been the motto for the small town of Trovista, Colorado for only a few years. A cute little burg out in the flatlands of the Rocky Mountain State, it was one of those places where everyone knew everyone’s business. One could call it a blink-of-an-eye town. Elias was drawn to the place as he wandered the side roads, and it didn’t take long to understand why. Someone had brought mischief on Trovista, mischief that Elias could not ignore. Townsfolk were turning invisible at random. Though they tried to understand it and fix it, no one could. Calls
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Third Prize: My Hero

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Third Prize: My Hero

Some jokes just aren’t funny. As a demigod of mischief, Elias could attest to the fact that not everyone knew where that line was drawn. There was an art to it, a skill in doing no real harm with a trick. Sure, his trickster side sometimes almost went too far. Sometimes the temptation grew to cause more trouble than anyone deserved. But he never actually crossed that line, not when he was in control. When the fellow at the bar raised his glass in a fake-drunk salute, Elias’ trickster side perked right up. Eral always talked a big game. Proportionally, he could outdrink almost anyone, and that was really impressive. Still, even h
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Chow Mein and Graveyards - 1

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Chow Mein and Graveyards - 1

Dean waited in the car as the engine cooled down and the dust settled from the drive up. He caught Sam’s eye in the rearview mirror, as used to the action as he was to the back of his own hand. His little brother was only four inches tall, but they made their own normal, size be damned. Now, they were trying to help someone else with his normal. Dean could feel every minor shift in his pocket. Oscar, even smaller than Sam but just as brave, shuddered in the pause that formed. “We’re here,” Dean announced. “I-I know,” filtered up from his chest pocket, despite a startled flinch. Dean smirked. He’d l
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Beggars Can't Be Choosers 3/3 (Oz and Cas AU)

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Beggars Can't Be Choosers 3/3 (Oz and Cas AU)

Oscar looked up and sucked in a breath. Standing in the middle of the room where there had been no one before, was another human (or someone who merely looked like one). He wasn’t as giant as Sam, though he was tall on his own, especially compared to Oscar. He wore a tan trench coat over a rumpled dress shirt and slacks, and his tie was as unkempt and disheveled as his unruly black hair. Sam and Dean both sat up straight as Castiel, Angel of the Lord, looked their way. Sam’s jaw clenched and Dean’s brow furrowed with pure bewilderment. There was a long pause. Oscar breathed quickly and stared, hardly able to fathom that me
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Hello, I'm PL1. I also go by Neon.

While I have dabbled in artwork both traditional and digital, my usual medium is writing. I prefer to write fiction, dabbling in many genres. Most of my work here is in the fantasy or science-fiction category. A common theme in my writing involves culture shock and the ways different characters deal with groups of people that are vastly different from them. One of my personal favorite ways to reflect this is through the use of GT (giant-tiny) dynamics. The use of size difference provides a very visible way to depict the other differences between characters. It also poses a unique challenge in character interaction, world-building, and ethical struggles.

In addition to writing, I also will participate in roleplaying. The way I see it, text-based roleplaying is essentially a collaborative writing project. It enriches the writing experience for all parties involved and it provides good practice for consistent character writing. (I also play tabletop RPGs and get many ideas for new characters in this way.)

If you're a fan of fiction, I hope you'll like what my gallery has to offer.

~Neon Bright

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Van Gogh
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How to Train Your Dragon, Snow White, The Matrix, Harry Potter
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Angel, Danny Phantom
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Lady Gaga
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Harry Potter, Greywalker, Wind Singer, The Dresden Files
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Professor Layton series, DDR, Pokemon
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DS
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Bowman of Wellwood eBook Now Available!

Bowman of Wellwood eBook Now Available!

Last year I published Bowman Leafwing's story for real, and I'm very proud of all the effort that went into making that a reality. My book is a real thing that I can hold in my hands! Wow! Now, it's also a thing I could put in my eReader: Bowman of Wellwood is an eBook. This was a long time coming. I'm so glad I can finally make the book even more accessible. To everyone who encouraged me along the way, I owe you my thanks for this milestone in my publishing efforts. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
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New WordPress Blog

New WordPress Blog

I wanted to make sure I spread the word over here of my new site: https://neonbrightwriter.com/ I will post writing there, as well as excerpts, future plans, and other fun little writing goodies that don't always make it over here right away.
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Contest Winners!

Contest Winners!

First of all, thank you to those who entered the contest, and thanks to those who followed it! I hope everyone had a good time! Oscar certainly had some chances at good food for Food Day~   In Third place, earning a 500-600 word story written by me, we have:   Food Day?  by  NightmareJasmine (https://www.deviantart.com/nightmarejasmine)​     This is such a cute little story. I can totally see Oscar being flustered that anyone would be angry on Food Day. He’d do his best to make sure everyone was enjoying themselves and having a lot to eat. It’d be the best day for him! Thank you so much for this charming and adorable story!       In Second place, earning a 1k word st
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DrChrismanHobbyist Traditional Artist

Thanks for the Fav:D

Excuse me. Umm... Why is your story 'Seeing Eye-To-Eye' unavailable? :(
PL1Hobbyist Writer
That is because, after several rounds of editing and work on it, that story is now titled Bowman of Wellwood and is published. :)

You can find more information on it in these journal entries:
Bowman of Wellwood AnnouncementI've been so excited to come this far that now that I'm here, I hardly know what to say. Years and years of planning and writing and editing (and repeating those steps until I wanted to pass out) have finally come to fruition.
I'm so proud and pleased to announce that Bowman of Wellwood is now a published book!

From simple origins as a side project and something to muse about in between classwork and my other stories, Bowman and his friends have grown and developed more than I ever could have imagined. He used to be a nameless little muse, the figure I would imagine flying among the trees whenever I went on a road trip as a kid. Now, Bowman is all grown up, along with Jacob and Rischa and the rest.
I have to give credit where it's due. I couldn't have made it to this point without encouragement from my friends and the people I've writt



Bowman of Wellwood eBook Now Available!Last year I published Bowman Leafwing's story for real, and I'm very proud of all the effort that went into making that a reality. My book is a real thing that I can hold in my hands! Wow!
Now, it's also a thing I could put in my eReader: Bowman of Wellwood is an eBook.
This was a long time coming. I'm so glad I can finally make the book even more accessible. To everyone who encouraged me along the way, I owe you my thanks for this milestone in my publishing efforts. Thank you, thank you, thank you!
The-Blue-FactorStudent General Artist
Happy day after your birthday!! I'm late XD
PL1Hobbyist Writer
XD  No worries! Thanks!
Happy birthday!
electric177Hobbyist General Artist
(Read as "Seestahar" in this case)
Happy Borthday To You
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(HAPPY TOOOOO YOU!)