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Chapter 2: Stuck Inside

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Cerulean: Chapter 1

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Cerulean: Chapter 1

        The sun blazed bright over the panic in Cerulean Abbey. Pokemon of all species scrambled every direction across the yards, darting in and out of buildings and colorful tents. Amid the crowd, a Sandshrew shoved her way toward the kitchen, attracting shouts of "Sorry miss Erthclaw!" and, "Please forgive me, young miss!" She'd take more time to bask in the attention if she wasn't on an important mission for the good of the Solstice celebration. After much shifting through the year's berry growth logs, and debating among advisers, her father had finally made a well-informed decision: this year's pie flavor for the end of the feast.    
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Cerulean: Prologue

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Cerulean: Prologue

        They had no idea what was coming, the abbey with pewter walls. Approaching from the South, a powerful force swept across mountains, hills and fields, leaving nothing alive in its wake. Those who did not join its murderous rampage were put to flame without a thought. The dark green walls of Viridian Abbey, its first target, lay broken and crumbled miles behind. Jagged, scorched edges clawed at the sky like a burning thing reaching for help that would never come.        Many mobile fires marched behind him, the tails of Charmanders, Charmeleons and Charizards waving in a silent, swift stride; arms of Chandelures and Lampents, and the
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SP: Pokemon Secrets

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SP: Pokemon Secrets

        The sound of the door opening then closing hammers my ears and a chill runs down my spine as I sit on my bed. She's home. My thumbs freeze over the buttons of a small blue Nintendo DS. The stylus hovers inches over the touch screen, barely held by shaking fingers. On the screen, a Pokemon stands in limbo, waiting for my command to continue the battle. I am a gamer, and even more damning, a Pokemon nerd. My wife doesn't know. And I don't want her to know.         The sound of the doorbell felt new and strange this time. The familiar chime was warped by my
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Rough: Dancers for the Dead

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Rough: Dancers for the Dead

        Wooden thumps filled the air as feet slammed the stage's planks. Their actions created the music – a solid stamping drum line. As I watch the stage, one of the dancers swept his feet through sawdust on the stage, kicking a cloud into the air. A front flip sent him through it and he beckoned his first client to join his dance. I've always wanted to feel that solid cherry wood beneath my feet.        The stage was lovingly crafted long before I came here. It rested on four walls that stood about head height with the crowd that filled the building, and the hollow space inside housed a myriad pillars. These walls and pillars were c
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SP: A Dangerous DishPosition

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SP: A Dangerous DishPosition

        A man sometimes reaches a point in his life where he's let everything slip. One week ago, this broad example narrowed very specifically to me. Sliding school grades, faltering friendships, a room upon which trash descended like a plague long ago, the works. I don't even want to get into the state of my bathroom and trust me; you don't want me to, either.        Upon finding himself trapped in this situation, surrounded by life's failing faculties, this man (both the generalized one and me this time) may decide to resuscitate life and refill these pitfalls, attempting to get life running in order again. One week ago, I decided upon e
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Freica Draft 1

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Freica Draft 1

        "I'm sorry, but we hafta break up." His voice was quiet. Calm. He was always like that, evidently even when making decisions that change lives. Her mind was the opposite of his voice – filled with something like the brisk winter winds people spoke of from records of humanity's time on Earth; it howled with rage, trying to find the meaning behind this sudden loss.        "Why, Christopher? Aren't you happy with me?" She stepped forward, holding her hands outward, but limp. She reminded him of a doll, one of the porcelain ones his grandmother had on the ship, in her blank expression. He felt the small hairs on the back of his nec
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Ghost Hunters Draft 1

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Ghost Hunters Draft 1

        "Okay, I think we're about ready to start this thing. Angles, you got the cameras in place?" I called across the room to our camera man.        "Oh yeah. Not a single corner of this house will be off-screen tonight, Jeremy." Elian answered in his light Hispanic accent.        "And that's why we call you Angles. Nice job." I smiled, "Ted, Angelina, get 'em online and keep the computers up." Reaching into a bag by my feet, I picked five digital voice recorders out and passed them around.        From the beginning, this case seemed uninteresting. I run a group of five paranormal investigators – ghost hunters, for those who dis
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Natural Disaster Incoming

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Natural Disaster Incoming

        The entire structure trembles with utter terror every time these things come along. Or perhaps it shakes with the earth-rending tremors caused by the oncoming disaster. I don't know, it's probably both. Every time one comes through it just obliterates the entire top of the structure. Anyone still up there is wrenched away right along with it. Unfortunately, we're so stuffed in here that some just have to sacrifice themselves at the top, unable to come down.        Thankfully, this time my family and I made it near the bottom before it filled up too much for any more to crowd down, but who knows how it'll be next time. We're huddling
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Chapter 2: Stuck Inside

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SSE: Valkyrie's Touch Down

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Cerulean: Chapter 1

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Cerulean: Chapter 1

        The sun blazed bright over the panic in Cerulean Abbey. Pokemon of all species scrambled every direction across the yards, darting in and out of buildings and colorful tents. Amid the crowd, a Sandshrew shoved her way toward the kitchen, attracting shouts of "Sorry miss Erthclaw!" and, "Please forgive me, young miss!" She'd take more time to bask in the attention if she wasn't on an important mission for the good of the Solstice celebration. After much shifting through the year's berry growth logs, and debating among advisers, her father had finally made a well-informed decision: this year's pie flavor for the end of the feast.    
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Cerulean: Prologue

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Cerulean: Prologue

        They had no idea what was coming, the abbey with pewter walls. Approaching from the South, a powerful force swept across mountains, hills and fields, leaving nothing alive in its wake. Those who did not join its murderous rampage were put to flame without a thought. The dark green walls of Viridian Abbey, its first target, lay broken and crumbled miles behind. Jagged, scorched edges clawed at the sky like a burning thing reaching for help that would never come.        Many mobile fires marched behind him, the tails of Charmanders, Charmeleons and Charizards waving in a silent, swift stride; arms of Chandelures and Lampents, and the
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SP: Pokemon Secrets

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SP: Pokemon Secrets

        The sound of the door opening then closing hammers my ears and a chill runs down my spine as I sit on my bed. She's home. My thumbs freeze over the buttons of a small blue Nintendo DS. The stylus hovers inches over the touch screen, barely held by shaking fingers. On the screen, a Pokemon stands in limbo, waiting for my command to continue the battle. I am a gamer, and even more damning, a Pokemon nerd. My wife doesn't know. And I don't want her to know.         The sound of the doorbell felt new and strange this time. The familiar chime was warped by my
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Rough: Dancers for the Dead

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Rough: Dancers for the Dead

        Wooden thumps filled the air as feet slammed the stage's planks. Their actions created the music – a solid stamping drum line. As I watch the stage, one of the dancers swept his feet through sawdust on the stage, kicking a cloud into the air. A front flip sent him through it and he beckoned his first client to join his dance. I've always wanted to feel that solid cherry wood beneath my feet.        The stage was lovingly crafted long before I came here. It rested on four walls that stood about head height with the crowd that filled the building, and the hollow space inside housed a myriad pillars. These walls and pillars were c
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SP: A Dangerous DishPosition

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SP: A Dangerous DishPosition

        A man sometimes reaches a point in his life where he's let everything slip. One week ago, this broad example narrowed very specifically to me. Sliding school grades, faltering friendships, a room upon which trash descended like a plague long ago, the works. I don't even want to get into the state of my bathroom and trust me; you don't want me to, either.        Upon finding himself trapped in this situation, surrounded by life's failing faculties, this man (both the generalized one and me this time) may decide to resuscitate life and refill these pitfalls, attempting to get life running in order again. One week ago, I decided upon e
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Freica Draft 1

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Freica Draft 1

        "I'm sorry, but we hafta break up." His voice was quiet. Calm. He was always like that, evidently even when making decisions that change lives. Her mind was the opposite of his voice – filled with something like the brisk winter winds people spoke of from records of humanity's time on Earth; it howled with rage, trying to find the meaning behind this sudden loss.        "Why, Christopher? Aren't you happy with me?" She stepped forward, holding her hands outward, but limp. She reminded him of a doll, one of the porcelain ones his grandmother had on the ship, in her blank expression. He felt the small hairs on the back of his nec
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Ghost Hunters Draft 1

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Ghost Hunters Draft 1

        "Okay, I think we're about ready to start this thing. Angles, you got the cameras in place?" I called across the room to our camera man.        "Oh yeah. Not a single corner of this house will be off-screen tonight, Jeremy." Elian answered in his light Hispanic accent.        "And that's why we call you Angles. Nice job." I smiled, "Ted, Angelina, get 'em online and keep the computers up." Reaching into a bag by my feet, I picked five digital voice recorders out and passed them around.        From the beginning, this case seemed uninteresting. I run a group of five paranormal investigators – ghost hunters, for those who dis
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Natural Disaster Incoming

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Natural Disaster Incoming

        The entire structure trembles with utter terror every time these things come along. Or perhaps it shakes with the earth-rending tremors caused by the oncoming disaster. I don't know, it's probably both. Every time one comes through it just obliterates the entire top of the structure. Anyone still up there is wrenched away right along with it. Unfortunately, we're so stuffed in here that some just have to sacrifice themselves at the top, unable to come down.        Thankfully, this time my family and I made it near the bottom before it filled up too much for any more to crowd down, but who knows how it'll be next time. We're huddling
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Zombidog: Undead Terror

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My Bio
I'm a dude. A dude that does things.
I mean, I could go into some kind of depth, I suppose, but really, who reads all that stuff? One day, maybe I'll have some kind of wacky picture to put here. Until then, well... Just talk to me if you want to get to know me. I may be shy to start conversations, but I'm never shy if I'm talked to first~
Oh, and you know, as an off-hand comment or something, I'm also immortal and have existed for trillions of years.

Current Residence: One of the top 3 supernaturally gifted cities in the US! Woo! Savannah! *Hopes for an experience*
deviantWEAR sizing preference: Huh? Woah, there's new stuff here! Um... two?
Print preference: I'unno... Laserprinter?
Favourite genre of music: Rock and Metal
Favourite photographer: John's developing his skill pretty well.
Favourite style of art: Anime
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: The one that protects me from magic spells?
Wallpaper of choice: Resident Evil 4 Background made by my cousin Josh.
Skin of choice: Yours looks tasty! *sends in zombies*
Favourite cartoon character: Myron, Zoidberg, and other characters with that certain quality they share.
Personal Quote: "Don't worry - if I jack your stuff, that just means I'm giving away my nothing!&quot

Favourite Visual Artist
Briana, Emily, and quite a few more that I don't know personally.
Favourite Movies
V for Vendetta and Saw II!
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Linkin Park, Blind Guardian, Metallica, Savage Circus, Demons and Wizards, muchas mas.
Favourite Writers
Ruth and Venimo for the first, Stephen King for the second.
Favourite Games
Resident Evil 4, Final Fantasy 9, Mario RPG, Chrono Trigger.
Favourite Gaming Platform
PS2 and Wii! Soon to get 360... Screw PS3. (Sorry, fans.)
Tools of the Trade
Pencil and Paper (Drawing), Laptop (Writing)
Other Interests
Supernatural and Paranormal, Writing, Gaming, Anime.

Weeelll...

Weeelll...

'Sup, humans? Been a good while. Got a job for about 7 months, quit the job to move to Dad's house, got access to a truck, started looking for another job, might be getting that other job soon, wasted a ton of time, started doodling again, wanting to start writing again, aaand still lazy as always. I still really need some motivation techniques. That pretty much sums me up. Tell me how you've been, instead! I want to hear from literally all of you. Yeah, I know that's not gonna happen, but I'm still saying it! ~ Tyros
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Final Thoughts on Derpygate

Final Thoughts on Derpygate

Making a message on my much-neglected dA account because the 1000-character writing box on Change.org is far too short for sharing my last thoughts on this issue. : I Well, it's been a long time since we've heard anything new on the Save Derpy front. We've heard back from folks, certainly, although never to me directly. Still, Amy's message was eye-opening, and shed some much-needed light on this entire situation. This update is a bit late to the party, but it's no less what I was thinking then. This whole Derpy situation (I like the term Derpygate. It's pretty funny.) has caused a lot of banding together here in our fandom, which is great.
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BRB, Saving Derpy Hooves

BRB, Saving Derpy Hooves

Yep, what the title says. Derpy's recently returned in name to WeLoveFine. What that means? Who knows. But hey, keep on signing my petition, maybe this means it's doing something. I HOPE this means it's doing something. http://www.change.org/petitions/hasbro-studiosthe-hub-do-not-change-derpys-name
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MadderanceStudent Writer
Hey there. How have you been?
Happy birthday, bub!
HEEEEEEEEEYYYyy maaan.

Got a question, if I may.
You absolutely may! Sorry for the delay, hope this is still relevant!
Yeah, more or less. A little late now, but I can still do it.

What would you like me to draw you for your birthday?
Technicolor-magicianStudent Traditional Artist
Yo, Drew. I dunno if you do meme things, but I did a really interesting one.



and then tagged you. :iconicameplz: