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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:22 pm
Pretty simple concept here... All you have to do is post your works (writtings, drawing, ect..) for all to see! Its also a good place for other members to give some constructive critisism and what not xd
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:27 pm
what better way to start this off than posting something.... My friend and I have been doing comics sence around 1994 and just recently weve started to scan them.... I got bored at around 4am and decided to color one of them in photoshop.... this is the first time I've colored one of these comics and would like an opinion on how it looks.... First the origonal...  Then the colored one... 
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:55 pm
xd lol,I like that comic,it's cute.
Hm,I think I'll post my short story 'Morning Gun Powder'.I wrote the orginal two years ago when I was in Gr.6 and it was called 'His Face',but I've re-written it to use as a narrative bit on an application for classes I want to take next year.
PLEASE do not be offended by any of the text here,because I am not aming to offend you.
Morning Gun Powder
by Hannah Green
It began like any other Sunday morning in our small town. I awoke to the smell of warm, gooey oatmeal and the sounds of my mother working in the kitchen. I pulled back my covers and dressed into my Sunday best then headed down our oak staircase and into our tiny little kitchen. My father, a strong man with a thick black beard always covered in crumbs and friendly brown eyes greeted me with a warm smile, causing me to rush to him and give him a hug. The people in the town respected him and enjoyed sitting down and listening to my father tell funny tales about some of the customers at his blacksmith shop. I was nothing like my father, more like my homely mother, with her light build, curly red hair and strict face. My mother and I, we looked so alike, except for our eyes. Mine were a brilliant green and hers friendly brown like my fathers.
"Sweetie, I've told you not to put on your best until after we've eaten," My mother had reminded me as she placed a white porcelain bowl filled with oatmeal onto the table. I pretended not to hear her and took my seat, and my father chuckled softly to himself. She sighed as she set her bowl down and we all dug into our steaming oatmeal, and then headed off to church.
For me, church was such an odd place, and I guess it still is. It smelled awful, and there were always the same people. Well, except this Sunday. My family and I sat in our usual places, the 3rd row from the back. My father and mother listened contently to the service while I examined the room like always. I noticed that the usual array of people had come; Mrs. Parsho with her large silly hat and goofy dress, freckled faced Tommy Wills, his father John, his mother Jane. But then I spotted a new face sitting just 2 rows ahead of us, a man I have never before seen. He was somewhat tall and skinny, with light red hair that was smoothly greased down. But it was his eyes that drew me to him, brilliant emeralds that sparkled in the light, just like my own. He noticed me staring at him and turned around, then shot me a wink and a wave. I waved back...
After the service had ended everyone walked outside. I saw the man again, and again he waved, and again I waved back. He smiled a mischievous grin like the one a misbehaving 4 year old makes while reaching into his coat pocket. My eyes widened in surprise and wonder as the man pulled out a shiny metal object. A gun. The gun. He pointed it towards me and I fell backwards and tried to scream, but my voice had frozen over in fear. My father had noticed me falling and bent down beside my fear ridden body unaware.
"Sweetie, did you trip?" He had asked me with a chuckle, taking my hand and beginning to help me up. I tried to scream out to my father, to warn him, but I could only manage a tiny croak as the man pointed the gun at him and pulled the trigger. My father's eyes widened in surprise and he toppled onto me and finally I could scream out to his deaf ears that couldn't hear and cry tears his blind eyes couldn't see. Other people screamed and scrambled over each other trying to get away, not wanting to be the next victims. But the man had finished, putting the gun away and slipping away into the gunpowder morning, a smile upon his face as he waved to me one last time.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2005 2:03 pm
you wrote that in 6th grade? wow... thats really good for being in the 6th grade 3nodding
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2005 3:25 pm
I wrote this beginning to a story about..2-3 years ago..but never finnished it..because I got stuck... whee xp ..hopefuly its not too bad..^^; Also, this is a Furry story...taking place in the world of furrs..yet, a world similar to our own too.. *is an obvious furry person..so..wrote a storry about what he likes best..furrys!* x3 Quote: The day started as any other, getting up in the morning to the usual hostile cold of the unheated student room. Rayn sat on the edge of the bed. Wrapped up tightly in his warm wool blanket as he looked out the window into the snow covered town of Trensik. It was strangely cold for this time of year but Rayn didn't mind the snow. In fact, he loved it better than the hot sun. Rayn sighed as he stood up, leaving the warmth of his favourite blanket as he walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. He pulled out his most comfortable jeans and a t-shirt, tossing them onto the bed before stretching and walking into the small bathroom. Closing the door behind him he turned on the hot water in the tiny shower to full as he undressed from his boxers, looking at himself in the mirror and admiring himself and his half decently fine toned body. Rayn didn't understand why he didn't have the best luck with girls, he thought of himself as good looking and a nice person. Sighing, he stepped into the shower letting out a soft murr as the warm soothing water ran down his fur, making his body tingle from the sudden warmth. A knock on the door to the bathroom made his mind return to reality. He turned off the water reluctantly and stepped out into the steamy bathroom, grabbing a towel from the rack and wrapping it around his waist. "Yeah? Who's there?" he called to the unknown person on the other side of the door. "Its Mat, who else would it be?" came the voice from the door. Rayn opened the door after he had brushed his fur back into place and rung out his wet tail as best he could. "Hey Mat, what are you doing here? ...and how did you get into my room?" he asked. Remembering that he had locked the door the night before, since there was a wild party just a few doors down. "I have my ways.." was all Mat said as he gave that look of mysteriousness. "I see... well, next time just knock. Ok?" Rayn replied as he walked over to the bed putting on his shirt and jeans, taking extra care to make sure his tail didn't get bunched. He sways his tail freely as he finishes puling on his jeans and walks over to dresser, grabbing his watch and pocket-knife before walking out into the hallway with Mat following after. Mat seemed strangely quiet Rayn thought to himself as he locked his room door and pocketed the key, heading down the hallway towards the stairs. Mat was usually a very talkative neko and usually took every opportunity to try and show off his knowledge, or more like pretend to be knowledgeable. They reached the stairs and Rayn stopped, turning to Mat. "Is everything ok Mat? You seem strangely quiet today" Rayn said in a suspicious tone. "What? Me? No. I'm just as talkative as ever... yeah... see? Talking right now too... yep... just regular old Matty". "Uh-huh...I see..." Rayn said, knowing something was defiantly going on. They made it outside before... ...and thats all I have for now ^^;..never got around to finnishing it xp ..but maybe if someone here likes it, I'll get back to work on it 3nodding
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2005 3:16 pm
Sakura Avalon Kinomoto you wrote that in 6th grade? wow... thats really good for being in the 6th grade 3nodding
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2005 6:24 pm
Poetry!!!!!!!!!!! Post Poetry!!!!!!
By My Side
My love shines through the darkness
It overwhelms the pain in my heart
I wander through the crowded streets
Hoping to catch a glimpse of you
I look up at the starry sky
Wondering if you may be doing the same thing
A cold wind blows
Drying my cold cheeks of silent tears
Snowflakes fall, like so many icy flowers
Chilling me to the depths of my heart
Feeling my sadness, the stars dim
Alone, I continue searching
Searching for you
And now, as I look down on the calm sea
My tears merge with the many waves
Feeling a hand on my shoulder, I look up
And there you were, looking at me with those eyes
And now I know that I will never be truly alone
With you by my side
whee yippee!!!!
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 1:30 am
um..okie i drew this a few years ago in junior high and...LoL just tell me whatcha think. I drew it when my friends LOVED Sesshoumaru from Inuyasha, and i didnt trace or copy it. hope ya like! ^-^ it's kinda pixelated though cuz i had to shrink it to fit. ^-^ 
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 1:36 am
um..i drew this for Valentines day for my friends cuz we were drawing valentine-o-grams in our Anime club..and i had to cuz im the secretary LoL i had 6 projects due then, so the pic's kinda cruddy. it was a half job LoL. This might look like Heero and Relena from Gundam Wing, but i wanted to use the pose and i saw a pic with them in, so i used it as a guide but i did not copy/trace it LoL. ^-^
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2005 1:43 am
there's one more picture i'd like ppls opinions on plz. its kinda bad too, but yea...it's kinda pixelated too because when i scan things onto my comp, for some reason they come out twice the size it actually is LoL, weirdness ne? oh! and these characters are from the manga Vampire Game. i like to redraw things LoL, i sometimes draw my own characters though too, but i like to try and see if i can match others drawing abilities..LoL im weird so be it. *hehehe* ^-^
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2005 6:09 pm
pretty pretty Kirei_Koneko..................... 3nodding
another poem!!!!!!
Pain Incarnate
The joy in my heart has been extinguished
Like a flame on a rainy day
My happiness has faded into nothingness
Swallowed by the sorrow that surrounds me
Pain engulfs my entire being
A monster that comes when bid
It leers at me, grotesque and hungry
Hungering for my pain
Teeth shining with saliva, it lunges
I am frozen in place, numbed by my pain
Trying to will my body into movement
It sinks its deadly fangs into me
Fangs dripping with poison
Weak and helpless, I succumb to the dark
I feel my life essence drain away
And now, a hollow shell, I blindly wander
Forever lost in the abyss of darkness
please tell me how u feel about it!!!!!!!!! blaugh
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2005 11:03 pm
I like it!!! it shows sorrow and fear, but in an elloquent way....i think u were writting about that ne? sweatdrop just want to make sure LoL
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Posted: Thu Apr 14, 2005 7:50 am
Kirei_Koneko I like it!!! it shows sorrow and fear, but in an elloquent way....i think u were writting about that ne? sweatdrop just want to make sure LoL yupyup........u truly understand it.......^^
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2005 9:36 pm
Kai_Cutie_Angel Kirei_Koneko I like it!!! it shows sorrow and fear, but in an elloquent way....i think u were writting about that ne? sweatdrop just want to make sure LoL yupyup........u truly understand it.......^^ yea! ^-^ i got it right!! LoL writting poems are fun ne? ive kinda stopped drawing and such though...no time T-T" mom's got me looking at colleges even though im only in 10th... T-T"
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 3:14 am
Great poetry Kai! It really has some depth to it. And it doesn't rhyme!! woot!! sorry.....lately I've heard too many rhymes....and the sounds of chimes....
Ack!! grrrr.... I did it again....... stupid rhymes.... crying
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