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Post: 5862406_1 created on Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:39:41 +0000
Posted: Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:39:41 +0000

Welcome to Bella and Josh's Valentine Collab Auction 2005!
At the same time Bella's VERY FIRST AUCTION! *cheers*

February 5 - February 14</center>

No, this is again... not just an art auction! Being really good friends for a long time now, Bella and I decided to have her very first auction. And it will be a Valentine Collab Auction. And instead of just auctioning off Bella's marvelous drawings, there will be some writing involved.

Here's how it works:

The highest bidder will receive a short story by me, of course being mostly romantically written, but I also can add some angst and adventure because that's the kind of writer I am. The winner can of course choose what exactly he wants to have written down (certain scenes, certain OC characters, even avatars, but OC's preferred...).

Then Bella will read it through and choose a scene I've depicted, which she will draw. Finally, the winner will receive both a story and a drawing of the story!

<center>Now for the bidding... Meeeowwww *scratch*

SB: 1K
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Post: 5862406_2 created on Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:40:52 +0000
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No bid withdrawing
Be nice so... No nastiness, bullying or harassing in general
No stealing!
Have fun!

We will accept the following:

Pure gold
All '03 items and letters
Jan '04 items and letters
Rare fishies

(All items and letters at Mid GEN!) ^_^

Bumps are welcome and loved ^^

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If the bid goes higher then 80K, Bella will let you choose if you would like a manga page, which will be a scene out of the story Josh will write!

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Post: 5862406_3 created on Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:44:55 +0000
Posted: Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:44:55 +0000

SB: 1K
AB: None

HB 30K by Cimeara!! </center>

Zymbu

I bid 20k X3 Lovely arts *nods and goes back to stare at more*

Chibi_Dragonfly

10K. ninja

carcer

crying I'm so going to be outbid, 7k

SarahT

5k. 3nodding

Manhattan

I figured it out. If I'm allowed to choose the scene that Bella draws, then I bid 4k.

Amethyst M Bell

This is a great idea for an Auction. ^^ I like it. I bid 3.5 ^^

The Rhythmic Brawler

flipsyperson

I guess I start with 2k

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Post: 5862406_4 created on Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:56:26 +0000
Posted: Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:56:26 +0000

Bella's Samples...

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Finished:
Manga Page 2
Manga Page 3
Akuma & Shinja
Nemesis Benton
Romeo Montague
Bill Weasley

Sketches:
Forgotten Quill
Jeff Harris
Faye
Host Mage
Bad Guy

Bella

By the way everyone... just to remind you, this picture will be rendered by me through different ways.

I'll allow the winner to choose if they want traditional stuff or CG or both. This auction is really customed to the winner's tastes and preferences for their romantic day. If they want something fast then they can get a good pencilling from me but if they want to wait and get an inked and colored CG then it's fine with me as well. I have currently 2 styles that I switch inbetween. 1 style is the same as my Manga that I have currently in production, the other is the more traditional way of doing things like: Faye, Jeff, & Akuma/Shinja.

Just keep that in your head. ^^

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Post: 5862406_5 created on Thu, 03 Feb 2005 15:57:31 +0000
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Josh's Samples...</center>

The Lost Episodes... An Arsenic & Cyanure Tale

There they were. The door had closed behind them with a thunderous bang. And this time it would not open again. This time, it would stay locked for him forever. He could have left the place three years ago, when he legally became an adult. But Josef managed to stay there filling the position of counsellor, which had not been filled for over six years, since he was part of the reason why the former adviser left the building and why no one else would volunteer to take the job. Everyone knew he tricked he director of the orphanage into the job, and all of them, even the few unwitting soon-to-be parents that had come to adopt one of the lot, stayed away from his dark and gloomy office. All, but one person...
He himself was not very sure why he kept sticking around in that old place, yet somehow, in all his denials, he could feel it had something to do with her. And he did not even like her!
Chloe had been crying again, and for the umpteenth time, came running down his office. She slammed the glass door shut with surprisingly much vigour in that small body of hers, which almost made the glass rattling like a tambourine. Josef was reading the daily paper by the light of his desk lamp. She sat down in the dimly shaded room and simply cried on. At first he had tried to ignore her by reading on but after about ten minutes the disregard did not pay off and did not change the situation at all.
'Shut up,' he said rather irritated as a sort of last resort.
That always seemed to do it; the girl hushed immediately. He went on reading and flipping one of the pages.
'You can go now.'
'But I don't w-'
'Norman!' Josef suddenly boomed out.
The girl looked up petrified. 'No...'
'Yes, I've had enough of you!'
A tall, muscular man came into the office, followed by a much smaller man carrying one of those dirty white psychiatric jackets.
'Josef...' the girl said silently and obviously taken aback. But he turned his head away and carried one reading the paper.
Norman grabbed Chloe by her shoulders and forcefully turned her around before starting to push her out of the office.
'Get your hands the hell off of me!' she cried out when they reached the door.
'Hey...' Josef looked up and heard the voice.
The little man came closer to the rebellious girl threatening her with the jacket.
'Oh no you won't,' Chloe spit out at him. 'And you... Get your filthy hands off of me!' She shot a nasty look at Norman.
'Get his hands off of her!'
Out of the blue, Josef jumped up, grabbed the deep reddish coloured heavy presse-papier on his desk and aimed it at the right temple of Norman before throwing it with all his power and hitting the very unfortunate male nurse. The moment Norman lost his grip on Chloe, only to fall and loose his consciousness, she swung forward and placed her tiny fist right between the eyes of the little man.
And so this incident caused them to loose their 'home'.

Read the full chapter here

Kisara Bastion, an image for Kia Ryou

Kisara was polishing her thirteen inches long wand, which was made of holly and contained a unicorn hair, while the Hogwarts Express cosily trudged along. They would be arriving at Hogsmeade station soon and she wanted to make sure everything would be in perfect condition for the beginning of the new school year. Her friend Dili was sitting across her and watching the sun fade as the evening announced itself. Kisara put the wand polish and the small linen cloth she used back into her wand kit, when suddenly, a stumbling noise came from outside their compartment.
'Get up, Goyle!' A drawling voice reached their ears through the ajar door.
Seconds later three figures were marching through the corridor, looking rather annoyed except for the last person, who was rubbing his nose.
'Where are they going now?' Kisara sighed.
'I believe Harry and his friends are sitting next to our compartment,' Dili said folding her arms and shaking her head.
'Why can't that blimey Malfoy leave the boy alone?' Kisara sighed even harder. 'As if he didn't go through enough trouble already for the last five years!'
They all knew what happened to Harry the past few years. It just happened you could not keep secrets like that at Hogwarts.
'It's the same every year, Kia,' Dili went on. 'I think Harry's got used to it already.'
'Yeah, I suppose,' Kisara nodded and turned to watch the sunset.

***

'Transfiguration's first, I see,' Hermione Granger said cheerfully as she sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Kisara, who was waving at Dili over at the Hufflepuff table. Kisara picked up her toast with strawberry jelly and started eating it as she looked down at her own timetable. As she was a sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there were mainly four subjects on hers and these were the classes she reached an O-level in after the O.W.L.s last year: Transfiguration, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms.
'Good!' she said silently, turning to look at Hermione through some sleek strands of her long and bright reddish hair. 'So, Hermione, looks like we're going to share quite some classes.'
The girl who received top marks in almost everything she did, smiled at her. Kisara's marks always had been very close to Hermione's, but somehow she never got the attention Hermione got, whether it was positive or negative. And when she had to be honest to herself, Kisara was thankful for that.
'I'm looking forward to it,' Hermione said buttering herself some toast.
They grinned at each other before out of a blue, a blond haired boy with a smirk on his face and followed closely by his two big bodyguards, approached the Gryffindor table.
'Hey Granger,' he almost shouted so that everyone could hear. 'Pity we must share some classes.'
'Shut up, Malfoy,' Hermione gritted her teeth.
'Oh, hello miss Bastion,' his eyes fell upon Kisara, who almost dropped her toast when she could make out the soft-soap undertone in his nasty voice. 'You know, I've always wanted to tell you this, Bastion, but it's a shame your mother is a blasted mudblood. If it weren't for her, I'd bet we'd look great together!'
Hermione choked and looked appalled, but Kisara managed to behave apathetic and continued to eat her toast, without even blinking her eyes. Malfoy stood there for a while, waiting for Kisara to get mad and yell at him, but when she did not make any intention of doing so, he beckoned Crabbe and Goyle to follow him to the Slytherin table.
'Kia,' Hermione whispered. 'Are you just going to leave it like that? That's a very serious insul-'
'I know, Hermione,' Kisara prompted. 'And I am going to leave it like that. I value the Gryffindor virtues over those of Salazar's house.'

***

Professor McGonagall's class was amazing. Five years of transfiguring objects and animals were nothing as exciting as transfiguring persons. The Head of Gryffindor had been giving them an introductory lesson and next time, they would probably be walking around as little wobbly penguins, clumsily holding their wands and trying to aim at themselves or other to become human again. Kisara was really looking forward to it and she was excited as ever, even after the obligatory History of Magic classes from the transparent Professor Binns. After lunch they had double Potions - it seemed the Gryffindors had double Potions every year - and although Professor Snape was not really Kisara's favourite teacher, she liked the way he strict way of teaching made her learn a lot, though she did not really fancy the remarks and digs he made at the Gryffindor, which made all the Slytherins in class snorting with laughter.
She was quite satisfied with herself, having made a perfect Truth Serum with Jobberknoll feathers as the main potion ingredients, even though Malfoy kept annoying Harry who was sitting just in front of her. For a moment, Kisara secretly plotted to pour some of her potion into one of the glass tubes that cluttered a side cabinet in the dungeon, with the main purpose of trying to find out the reason why Malfoy acted so annoyingly spoiled, but she decided that if she wanted to find out, she would do it the muggle way, just to show the full blood wizard that muggles are not inferior to witches and wizards in any way.
That night Kisara met with Dili at the library after dinner. Being friends with a student from another house was not really that easy at Hogwarts. Apart from weekends, breaks and classes with the Hufflepuffs, Kisara and Dili could only meet in the early evening and if they did not wanted to be disturbed the library would be the perfect place to go to. So almost every night students who visited the library could see the two friends sitting at a table, sometimes doing homework together, sometimes just whispering behind some large books they found. Madame Pince got used to them, still she did have go up to them a few times a week with raised eyebrows to ask them to be a little quieter.
They had a lot to talk about that night. The first day of school always was quite exciting. At half past nine, Kisara wished her friend goodnight and they split up to go to their own common rooms, where Kisara quickly said bye to Harry, Ron and Hermione, who were sitting near the fire, probably plotting what would eventually turn out to be the cliff hanger of this last year but one of their school career. Moments later, Kisara smilingly closed her eyes, before she snuggled up to her pillow and fell asleep.