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#81 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 4:09 PM

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#82 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 4:17 PM

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Username: _Jammin_
Character(s): Knick-Knack His link http://www.subeta.net/petinfo.php?petid=694133 He is a hoarder. I have a small description on his profile.
Format: General Short Story
Word Count: Short story
Tone/Genre: Comedy if possible
Other Information: No certain date. You are free to play around a bit but I want him to be a hoarder of different things and I would like for him to have a boyfriend that does not quite like his hoarding.
Price: 1 million sp

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#83 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 4:21 PM

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I think I got everything.

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#84 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 4:35 PM

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Character(s):
- OC, subeta pet Babaabe. She's pushy, annoying, and kind of paris-hilton like.
-OC, golar. She's friendly and hardworking, quirky, playful, and a tease
-OC, Janka. She's Oober rude, glares a ton, and is just... nasty.
Format: Formats are up to you(:
Word Count: not much, a few paragraphs?
Tone/Genre: Comedy for sure. I want it to be 'picking' on Paris Hilton for Babaabe's, though.
Other Information: You have all the freedom in tha world for the due date.
Price: Pure(:

Last Edit by: SavvyCYNZ 6/30/10 - 4:38:27 pm

#85 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 4:58 PM

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Got him down. Thanks dear!

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The stories sound interesting, and I'm willing to do them. If you wouldn't mind, though, I'd like an idea of how much you're willing to pay. (:

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#86 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 5:10 PM

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I'm willing to pay 1 mill per 2 paragraphs, if that sounds reasonable?

#87 :: June 30th, 2010 @ 5:11 PM

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Yup, that's fine! Thank you very much dear. There are three commissions ahead of you, so it'll probably take a week or two before I can start on yours.

Thank you again!

Edit:

@~~marisha-ten~~
I finished Yugi-Oh's story. It's about 380 words, so well under the 500-word limit. I also wrote a bit of information for before the story - similar to Eskill's, the way you asked - and I have the coding for that. However, I figure it's a bit easier to read a story without the coding, so I have that below. Once you approve of that, I can pass on the coded version.

Please let me know if you'd like me to change anything!

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Shaking his shoulder-length, naturally red hair out of his face, Yugi shuffled a deck of cards. His friend, Fudo, was sitting on the steps of the school with him, but Fudo was distracted by a new book. While Yugi loved to play games and very much wanted to share that love with his friend, Fudo was always too busy reading to find the time.

Though he was frequently picked on and regarded as a weirdo, Yugi enjoyed finding new people to play games with. He always carried a deck of cards, ready to play any one-player or multi-player games. However, their teacher's unfortunate need to assign a lot of weekend homework seemed to have most of his classmates distracted. It looked like he was going to be playing solitaire today.

Across the schoolyard, his gray eyes spotted another friend, Kitsuna. "Oy!" he called out, and waved his friend over. The young male left the group he was with and greeted Yugi warmly. Kitsuna attempted to say hello to Fudo as well, but the other male was too busy reading to take notice.

"Hey, Kitsuna! Want to see the new game I just got?" Yugi chattered excitedly.

His friend let out an easy laugh and sat down on the steps to get a better look. Unclipping the pet from his backpack, Yugi handed over the Tamagot. "His name is Yu-2."

Digital pets were the new, popular game in the area, so of course, Yugi couldn't resist acquiring one himself. The digital circle bounced around in its pink, plastic casing, while Kitsuna pressed the three buttons, trying to figure out what each one did.

Chuckling to himself, Yugi started laying out cards on the steps. Since he had Kitsuna here already, maybe he could convince his friend to play a quick card game.

Just as he was ready to start the game, a sad, dying sound came from the Tamagot, and Kitsuna looked aghast. He chucked the game into Yugi’s lap and ran away, yelling, “Sorry I killed your pet!”

Peering down at Yu-2, Yugi saw that, indeed, the pet had a blank screen and was still playing the mournful tune. Shaking his head to himself, Yugi chuckled. “You could have just pressed the reset button, you know.”

Last Edit by: twocents 7/01/10 - 5:07:06 pm

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#88 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 4:59 PM

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@twocents I definitely like it and how you incorporated the theme of the chapter I put up. But I'm wondering about the sentence "Since he had Kitsuna here already, maybe he could bribe his friend into playing a quick card game." I honestly never saw him as someone who would, to use part of the sentence, "bribe his friend into playing a quick card game."

"Sleep to gather strength for the morning, for the morning will come. Brightly will it shine on the brave and true, the kindly, on all who suffer for the cause, and gloriously upon the tombs of heroes. Thus will shine the dawn." – Winston Churchill

Last Edit by: ~~marisha-ten~~ 7/01/10 - 5:05:38 pm

#89 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:04 PM

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Edit: Changed that sentence.

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I'm glad you like it.

Here's the coding. I centered the theme around gaming, because it's my understanding that the pet spotlight prefers pets who encompass one theme. You're welcome to fiddle around with the list of information and the coding. I don't do very exciting coding, so there's the bare bones of it, anyway.

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Code:

<h2>Card Details</h2>

Name: Yugi 
Origin: Japanese 
Meaning: "Game" or "play" 
Nickname: Yugi-Oh 
Meaning: "Oh" indicates great respect or royalty. Added to "Yugi," the nickname means "game king" or "king of games." 
Birthday: January 7 
Age: 11 


Additional Notes: 
Yugi's easy skill with playing games earned him his nickname, while at the same time attracting the attention of bullies. Always dressed in one color and notable for the rune markings on his left cheek and neck, Yugi-Oh is a gamer to be admired.

Credit: story by [user=twocents]

<h1>The Digital Era of Gaming</h1>
Shaking his shoulder-length, naturally red hair out of his face, Yugi shuffled a deck of cards. His friend, Fudo, was sitting on the steps of the school with him, but Fudo was distracted by a new book. While Yugi loved to play games and very much wanted to share that love with his friend, Fudo was always too busy reading to find the time.

Though he was frequently picked on and regarded as a weirdo, Yugi enjoyed finding new people to play games with. He always carried a deck of cards, ready to play any one-player or multi-player games. However, their teacher's unfortunate need to assign a lot of weekend homework seemed to have most of his classmates distracted. It looked like he was going to be playing solitaire today.

Across the schoolyard, his gray eyes spotted another friend, Kitsuna. "Oy!" he called out, and waved his friend over. The young male left the group he was with and greeted Yugi warmly. Kitsuna attempted to say hello to Fudo as well, but the other male was too busy reading to take notice.

"Hey, Kitsuna! Want to see the new game I just got?" Yugi chattered excitedly.

His friend let out an easy laugh and sat down on the steps to get a better look. Unclipping the pet from his backpack, Yugi handed over the Tamagot. "His name is Yu-2." 

Digital pets were the new, popular game in the area, so of course, Yugi couldn't resist acquiring one himself. The digital circle bounced around in its pink, plastic casing, while Kitsuna pressed the three buttons, trying to figure out what each one did.

Chuckling to himself, Yugi started laying out cards on the steps. Since he had Kitsuna here already, maybe he could convince his friend to play a quick card game. 

Just as he was ready to start the game, a sad, dying sound came from the Tamagot, and Kitsuna looked aghast. He chucked the game into Yugi’s lap and ran away, yelling, “Sorry I killed your pet!”

Peering down at Yu-2, Yugi saw that, indeed, the pet had a blank screen and was still playing the mournful tune. Shaking his head to himself, Yugi chuckled. “You could have just pressed the reset button, you know.”

Last Edit by: twocents 7/01/10 - 5:16:15 pm

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#90 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:09 PM

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@ Ok thanks but may I ask about the sentence "Since he had Kitsuna here already, maybe he could bribe his friend into playing a quick card game." I honestly never saw him as someone who would, to use part of the sentence, "bribe his friend into playing a quick card game."

But I should have brought that up sooner so don't fell like it needs to be changed, I was just thinking.

"Sleep to gather strength for the morning, for the morning will come. Brightly will it shine on the brave and true, the kindly, on all who suffer for the cause, and gloriously upon the tombs of heroes. Thus will shine the dawn." – Winston Churchill

#91 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:10 PM

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Already changed it to say, "Since he had Kitsuna here already, maybe he could convince his friend to play a quick card game."

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#92 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:14 PM

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@ I bid and thank you this is wonderful.

#93 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:17 PM

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Thank you very much! I had fun writing for you.

I made a small mistake in my edit, though. There needs to be a space between "a" and "quick" in the changed sentence. I'm sorry I overlooked it.

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#94 :: July 1st, 2010 @ 5:19 PM

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@ It's fine I'll add the space.

#95 :: July 2nd, 2010 @ 12:04 PM

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I finished your commission. Please let me know if anything needs to be changed!

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Enraptured, delighted, thrilled, excited,
Welcome to the glory of Cloud 9!

Drink color in cups of gold.
See emotions dance across your skin.
Revel in the sound of life.
Enjoy passion without worry of sin.

Feel a rainbow's love
In the way the colors kiss you.
Learn true happiness
From pink pants that flew.

Hark! She comes,
A beauty that defines grace.
Her song sweetens the air.
Her presence a most pleasant embrace.

She is the purest of whites,
The boldest of blues.
A mesmerizing love,
That you cannot help but choose.

Wanted, invited, pleased, united,
Such is the way of the divine!

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#96 :: July 2nd, 2010 @ 12:11 PM

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I'm glad you like it!
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Edit:

Just saw your edit. I'd like that very much. It was fun to write for you.

Last Edit by: twocents 7/02/10 - 12:12:26 pm

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#97 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 12:22 PM

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Got you down, marquesa!

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I'm starting on Knick-knack's story now. Do you have a name for his boyfriend or would you like me to make one up?

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#98 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 12:27 PM

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I don't have a name for him picked out so you can choose one if you like, thanks

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#99 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 2:39 PM

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I picked the name Cosme, because it means "order" or "organization," and seemed like a nice contrast to Knick-Knack.
I intentionally left the ending vague, so readers could decide what happens next for themselves.
If there's anything you'd like changed, please let me know!

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Peering over a wooden table, Knick-Knack investigated the seller’s wares. Summertime was great for flea markets, and he loved to scour every table, just to make sure he already had everything he could want.

Born with the name John, his love of hoarding had earned him the nickname Knick-Knack, and his real name had fallen into disuse. He couldn’t remember when his obsession with collecting every shiny, lovable trinket possible had started, but he knew his house was feeling the strain.

Nevertheless, Knick-Knack scooped up a wooden train engine – he was fairly sure he didn’t own one already – and paid the seller. The woman on the other side of the table wrapped it up in a brown bag and handed it back, and Knick-Knack gleefully headed home with his find.

Quietly opening his door, Knick-Knack peered inside. There didn’t seem to be anyone in the vicinity, so he slipped in. He tiptoed across the room to place the toy in a spot on a high shelf when an audible sigh informed him that he was not alone.

“Don’t tell me you bought something else,” Cosme said.

Knick-Knack turned around to grin at his boyfriend, and cheekily said, “Then I won’t.”

Cosme had been dating Knick-Knack for a few years now, but he still wasn’t quite used to Knick-Knack’s hoarding. He tried to understand the need for it, tried to understand why Knick-Knack got such great pleasure from stuffing so many unnecessary ornaments into their shared space, but despite his best attempts, he still found the habit annoying, to put it lightly.

“Look at this place!” Cosme groaned, trying to keep his temper in check.

Knick-Knack obliged and scanned the room. “What do you see?” Cosme patiently asked.

“Um, the living room?”

“Wrong.”

“Um, the parlor, then? Is that what it’s called?”

Cosme pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers in frustration. “Are you being intentionally difficult? Or do you really not get it?”

Cocking his head off to the side, Knick-Knack studied the other man. Sure, he knew Cosme disliked the clutter, and one of these days, he really did intend to order things more nicely, honestly! He just needed to purchase some more shelves. But Cosme was getting uncharacteristically worked up over such a small purchase. It was odd.

Walking over to the door, Cosme jerked it up. He looked over his shoulder and said, “Call me when you figure it out.” As he left, he accidentally stubbed his toe on a wooden tugboat and let out an expletive.

Stunned, Knick-Knack decided to do what Cosme had asked. He looked around the room and really tried to see what his boyfriend saw. There was a three-foot walkway through the living room that led to the hallway on one end and the kitchen on the other. The rest of the space was crammed full of various trinkets that Knick-Knack had picked up over the years. In a box in the non-functional fireplace were collectable Morostide glasses. On the shelf by the front door were ice figurines. The rest of the room was crammed full of similar objects.

But it had looked like this for years. What was his problem?

Guilt pooled in his belly and he eyed the wooden train engine then the door. Wooden tugboat. The door. Collectable mugs. The door.

Should he stay or should he follow?

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#100 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 3:40 PM

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I Love it!! I also love how you left it with the question of what he would do. It is so perfect, thank you so much again for the wonderful story

Please let me know when you get the lot up for payment.
I also have one more but this will be an edit for TommytheCats story. Do I need to fill out the same form for an edit?
If not here is his link http://www.subeta.net/petinfo.php?petid=749116 if you want to do it.

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#101 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 3:44 PM

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Lot #4572426 is up for payment. Thank you!

I think there's enough information on his look-up that I can work with him. (: I'll let you know if I need anymore information. It may be a week or two, as there are other commissions ahead of you.

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#102 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 3:48 PM

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#103 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 5:18 PM

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Username: Cadaver
Character(s): My OC Juniper Lynn(or Juni) ref1 ref2. Shy, quite clumsy. She's steampunk~victorian era, and she has a small pet Mechanicat named Peter. Her childhood friend Albertson built it for her(she loves cats but is allergic), but he soon moved away when his rich parents decided to live in a larger city. They reunited at the Atebus Masquerade after a dance, when Albertson recognized Peter as one of his creations.
Format: Just a general creative story. Whatever you're comfortable with.
Word Count: Not too long, maybe between 8~12 paragraphs? You obviously have freedom to play around with the length, I don't mind if it's a little longer/shorter.
Tone/Genre: Romance/Comedy would be good.
Other Information: If you need any extra info on Albertson I can dig it up for you.
Price: 2m pure, + tip
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#104 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 5:21 PM

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Thank you for the request, dear! I'll add you to the first post. (:
It will probably take a week or two, given the number of requests ahead of you.

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#105 :: July 4th, 2010 @ 5:23 PM

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That's fine, I'm willing to wait for some great writing. Thank you so much! ♥
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#106 :: July 5th, 2010 @ 11:30 PM

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I finished Babaabe's story! Please let me know if you'd like anything to be changed. (:

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Walking with a swish as high heels clicked smartly on the sidewalk, Babaabe reveled in the beauty of the day. Or, more specifically, the beauty she had today.

She paused and glanced in a nearby shop window, pushing sunglasses down her nose to get a better view. Wearing a rich shade of brown – brown is the new pink, after all – with a brilliant design of copper stitching, she looked marvelous, if she said so herself. And she did.

Looking through the reflective glass, she spotted a gold tiara on display. “That’s hot!” she exclaimed to herself. Clutching her sunglasses in her left hand, she flitted to the door and entered the establishment.

“Miss Babaabe!” the owner, a stout man whose name Babaabe couldn’t deign herself to recall. “How lovely to have you in here! Would you like to see our newest wares?”

“Dahling,” Babaabe answered and blew air kisses on either side of the employee’s head. “I must have that gold tiara there.”

The man looked around awkwardly and clenched his hands together. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Miss Babaabe, but that tiara is extremely expensive, and…” He stopped when he noticed the look on the young woman’s face.

“Wrap it up,” she said coldly. “Money is no object. It costs hundreds of thousands of sP to be as glamorous as me, and I understand that my father has to work very hard every day in order to afford the expense.” She placed her right hand on her chest and tilted her head up, so as to really hit the point home. “I am more than willing to sacrifice that man’s hard work in order to keep myself fabulous.”

She waved her hand, and moved to leave the business. “Send the tiara directly to my home, and charge my tab.”

As she exited, she placed the sunglasses back on her nose and exhaled as daintily as possible. It’s so hard to deal with the little people!

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#107 :: July 6th, 2010 @ 11:58 AM

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I love it

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Last Edit by: SavvyCYNZ 7/06/10 - 12:16:00 pm

#108 :: July 7th, 2010 @ 5:21 PM

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I apologize for the delay! I had some family things come up.
Lot #4574940 is up for payment.
Thank you!

Edit:

Couple questions about golar:
1. His name is not capitalized on his profile. Would you like it to be capitalized in the story or not?
2. In your request, you said that golar is female (by using the pronoun "she"). On the pet's look-up, though, it says golar is male. Which sex would you like me to use?

And questions about both Janka and golar:
1. What sort of age do you envision them as being?
2. Do you want them to be definitely pets, or do you mind a human interpretation of them, like I did with Babaabe?

Sorry to ask so much! I'm trying to narrow focus a bit for ease of writing.

Last Edit by: twocents 7/07/10 - 9:07:28 pm

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#109 :: July 8th, 2010 @ 8:04 AM

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Golar is a male; it was a typo.. xD His name should be uppercase, since it is proper..

Janka is old , Golar would be a youngin', in his early twenties.

#110 :: July 8th, 2010 @ 3:20 PM

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Kaykay! I've made a note of everything. And with the information, I completed Golar's story. Please let me know if you would like any changes to be made!

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Wiping his brow with a dirt-covered hand, Golar took a breather from his work. He enjoyed seeing the results of honest labor, which is why he often helped out around town. Today, he was helping the neighbors, the Siens, chop wood for their fireplace.

Their youngest, a small girl about six years old, rushed out in the fields, her blue skirts bundled up in her hands. “Golar! Golar!” she called out. Offering a wide grin, he waved to her.

When she came up to him, she seemed suddenly nervous and blushed wildly. “I didn’t know you were going to be here today,” she said in a small voice.

The young man left out an easy laugh. “Well, of course I had to come by to see you, Miss Abigail!” She twirled from side to side, trying to seem as adorable as possible.

Golar was an attractive young man in his twenties. With wild black hair, suntanned skin, and deep red eyes that were unlike any other, he was the sort of man that could make the young girls giggle and the older girls blush. His kind, open nature often encouraged the attention, and for many females in town, winning a smile from him would be like a wonderful dream.

“Is the work hard?” Abigail asked.

“Oh, terribly, Miss Abigail,” Golar grinned politely, willingly indulging the child. “But since I knew you would be here, I’ve been trying extra hard just to impress you. To be quite honest, I’m not sure I’d be able to chop another block, if it weren’t for the knowledge that you’re relying on my ability.”

She giggled and covered her mouth with her hands. “Oh really, Golar?”

He nodded in mock seriousness. “Most assuredly! Now, could I convince you to bring me a glass of water? I might be able to crank out some more firewood yet.” He reached out to mess up her hair with a hand in a show of brotherly affection.

As she stilled his hand, her small hands barely touched each other around his. “Of course, Golar! You can count on me!” With that, she turned around, gathering up her skirts, and ran back to the house, eager to complete the task.

Grabbing another block to get back to work, he chuckled to himself, glad that he could make the small child happy.

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#111 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 9:12 AM

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#112 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 11:10 AM

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I'm glad you like it!
Lot #4576371 is up for payment. Thank you!

And I'm working on Janka's commission right now, so her story should be done soon.

Last Edit by: twocents 7/09/10 - 11:11:11 am

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#113 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 11:38 AM

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#114 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 12:59 PM

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Finished Janka's story! It's a bit longer than the others, but I rather like it. I wanted to portray her cruelty through others' eyes, since imagination can often amplify things far more than reality can.

Please let me know if you'd like any changes to be made!
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Holding a cup of warm tea beneath her face, so as to let the steam warm her body, the elder woman looked out into the day. She was sitting in a rocking chair on her old wooden porch, bundled up in layers of green and blue blankets. Her piles of soft brown, leathery wrinkles allowed her flesh to blend in with the blankets, making her look like a blob of color.

Around the corner, a group of three children peered through the overgrown hedges into the yard of the dreaded Old Woman Janka.

“There she is!”
“She actually exists!”
“I thought she was a fairy tale.”

Old Woman Janka had lived in the small village since childhood, but had become known among the elders as a rude, cruel lady. She rarely ventured away from her own yard, allowing the adults to turn her into a myth of sorts in order to scare their children and keep them in line.

“You better eat your vegetables, or I’m going to tell Old Woman Janka!”
“It’s lights out! You best go to sleep now, or Old Woman Janka will come get you!”

The house was made of dark wood, which probably shone brilliantly in the sun a long time ago, but since it had been allowed to fall into disrepair, it simply served to make the house seem full of evil.

Inspired by the house, one of the children came up with a brilliant idea. She turned to the others and whispered excitedly, “I dare you to go up to the porch and poke her.”

The others gasped in shock. “No way, Ella!” the boy told her. The other girl nodded in agreement. “As soon as you get close enough to touch her, she’ll reach out and eat you!”

Ella giggled and narrowed her eyes to mock them. “I bet she’s dead. Look at her.” All three peeked through the hedges again. “She hasn’t moved in ages.”

Well, if that was the case, then surely, one of them could go. Since Ella made the dare, the other two children played a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors to decide who would follow it through.

The boy lost, and he pushed through the hedges in order to make his way toward Old Woman Janka. He crawled forward, his arms gathering dirt already. “You can do it, Jacob!” The girls whispered encouragements from the hedges, neither of them daring to follow.

Panting with terror, he finally broke from the battle of the overgrown lawn and reached the porch steps. Just two paces away from him, there she sat. Her glazed-over eyes looked like they were frozen in a perpetual glare, and Jacob could swear that she followed his every move without ever moving or even blinking herself.

He climbed onto the bottom step, which creaked loudly enough to echo around the quiet neighborhood. He flinched at the sound, but Old Woman Janka hadn’t moved at all. He stretched upward, attempting to touch the woman’s leg without having to get too close to her.

Stretching as far as he could, his fingers finally brushed against her flesh, and –

The girls ran into town crying and screaming, “She got Jacob! She got Jacob!” When they found their parents, they would swear that the woman had hooves for hands, and a jaw that opened wide enough to swallow him whole!

While the parents chuckled at the girls’ imagination, when they went hunting for the young boy, they couldn’t locate him.

Holding a cup of warm, lemon tea beneath her face, the mounds of flesh moved, and a small smile could be found among them.

Last Edit by: twocents 7/09/10 - 2:55:21 pm

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#115 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 1:06 PM

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#116 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 1:10 PM

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Sure do! I'd love to write for you again. Please just fill out a form.

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#117 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 1:42 PM

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Character(s): my pet Mitika. She's a half-god, half-human sorceress who was labeled as a witch by the people of her village and chased out. Her mother was a very tallented sorceress who taught her everything about magic. Her staff contains the magic accumulated by Mitika's family through the time.
Format: a general creative story
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#118 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 1:46 PM

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Glad I can do so little to get your approval! *jots notes down*
I'll add you to the first post. Since there are a few commissions ahead of you, it may take a week or two to get to yours. I'm hoping not, though. I'm feeling inspired today.

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I finished your poem for Shepley. Please let me know if you'd like any changes to be made!

Quote:
Green swaying grasses
Dancing in the breeze.
White balls of wool,
Running ‘round trees.

Shepley, the youthful,
The well-meaning troublemaker,
Invites the others to a game
Jumping over fences ‘cross the acre.

Cranberries and red wildflowers
Tease the sheep with their scents.
Biting in, the red juice soils their wool,
But they are most delicious presents!

This meadow, it is home,
Where the young grow wise,
Under fluffy soft clouds
In bright blue skies.

Shepley, the youthful,
Today, young and cute,
But tomorrow, his cleverness
Will make him all the more astute.

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#119 :: July 9th, 2010 @ 1:48 PM

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I'm glad you like it!
Lot #4576531 is up for payment!
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