Scratch

i'm going to put what we have so far together.

madbunnygal wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

madbunnygal wrote:

That's awesome! Do I need to work on anything?

not currently. but you, nomo, and shadow i think are supposed to work on a scene were they're at the school when school's over, then they get attacked by a myrmeke (ant the size of a wolf with steel shell) and defeat it.

Ok! Do you know whether their characters know about their powers?

they dont' but maybe the powers peek out once.



what we have so far.



Homeroom: 7:00pm
Social studies: 7:30pm
Science: 8:30 pm
Lunch: 9:00
The list seemed to go on forever. Ethan had to read the whole schedule. The whole thing. He liked his school in Edmonton better. At least there, he had known the class times. Now he had to replace those words and numbers in his brain with these new ones. He sighed. So boring. It was 2016; you’d think they’d know how to make a schedule interesting. But no, it had to be a long list of classes and times. Ethan was fifteen, tall, slightly tanned, and had blue eyes. His hair was blonde-brown, and somewhat spiky. He had just moved here to Denver from Edmonton, Canada, because his mother had just died of TB, and his father couldn’t get a job in the oil mines. Ethan kept scanning the schedule. Than someone bumped him from the side.Hard. He jumped aside before he could be unbalanced. Tony was standing there. Tony was eighteen, and built like a barrel. He was also the biggest bully in the school. “What’s wrong, coward? Can’t fight me?” making a bring it on gesture with his hands. That got Ethan.
"I could've sworn I saw his eyes flash gold," whispered an awed student.
   "Just for a second there..."
    The rumours went on and on, but Ethan ignored them. Five minutes later, he was walking away. Tony was hunched over, with bruises all over his body. Ethan knew he would get in huge trouble for using karate on someone like that, but he didn’t really care. Tony had it coming. It was his own fault for messing with him. Little did he know that that moment would change his life forever. No one noticed, could have noticed, the presence in the room. An ancient presence. A powerful presence. And as Ethan walked out the door to go to homeroom, it was watching him.
Melody inched down the hallway, keeping her eyes on her feet. Maybe today Tony would choose someone else to pick on…She sighed. One could only hope.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion near Tony’s locker. “Can’t fight me?” Well, guess who? Tony. Mel backed away a little, before realizing that the bully wasn’t talking to her, but the new kid. Mel racked her brain, but couldn’t come up with the boy’s name. Uncertainly, Mel stayed to watch.
That was when it happened. For the briefest second, Mel could have sworn his eyes were gold. Just for an instant, and then the unnatural color was gone.
“I could’ve sworn I saw his eyes turn gold,” Mel whispered, awed, to a peer. Usually, she didn’t talk to fellow students, but this—this was special, Mel was sure. Could she have been the only one to see the strange occurrence?
No. Now everyone was confirming her sight. “Just for a second there…” agreed one student. “Pure gold…” murmured another.
The new kid began to pummel Tony, which made Mel laugh despite herself. Finally, someone was beating the bully for a change! The laughter didn’t last long. Soon, the new kid was walking away from a bruised and beat up Tony.
Kids cleared the hallways. Now that the excitement was over, they all needed to get to class. Melody knew that some teachers, especially Mr. Whitbocker, could be harsh with the late kids.
Forming a rare smile, Melody turned to go to Home Room.
She ignored the feeling that she and Tony were not the only ones remaining the halls.




Ethan now disliked this school even more. He constantly had to look over his shoulder in case Tony was planning on surprising him as revenge for being humiliated like that. Ethan now took precautions and sat behind and to the side of Tony in every class. Ethan was finishing Social Studies and in the hallway to science when he saw it. Thin strands of purple mist were swirling by the ceiling. As Ethan watched, they seemed to congregate into a figure. It was looking at him.
∞  ∞  ∞  ∞  ∞
Suddenly Ethan’s vision blacked out. It was only for a second, but when he regained his sight, something was wrong. The purple figure had gone, but that wasn’t what was strange. What was was that he could see everything he could see rust on the vents in the roof all the way down the hall. Ethan shook his head, and his vision returned to normal. ‘That was weird’ he thought. ‘Whatever’ he walked down the hall to go to science.
As soon as the final dismissal bell rang, the hallways were crammed with the usual after school traffic. Friends were hanging at lockers or texting each other from down the hall, most people were chattering about the fight in the morning. Mel however was carrying out her normal routine and heading upstairs to the school library.
She walked home, and her dad always expected her at around 4:15, fifteen minutes after the library closed.
“Hello, Mel, how are you today?” If librarians were allowed to choose favorites, Mel would be Mr. Morris’s. Every day after school, Melody came to help sort books, laminate covers, or sometimes just read quietly. He never asked, Melody just did. It was part of her daily routine.
“Fine, Mr. Morris, how are you?”
“Swell,” Mr. Morris said, returning to his computer, where he was methodically scanning books. Melody set down her backpack and  meandered among the bookshelves, searching for an unfamiliar cover.


Ethan dropped his book on advanced robotics and rushed to the window, were the ant stood outside on the playground, watching him. Suddenly it jumped at Ethan. The thin glass didn’t restrain it at all, and Ethan jumped backwards to avoid getting cut by the shimmering shards. Now the ant was in the library, and it looked as if it was out for blood. His blood. He quickly scanned the library until he saw a janitor’s cart in the corner. He pulled out a mop and snapped off the end, leaving him with a pretty good bo staff. He spun it around at the ant, pushing it back. Then he started attacking it, whipping blows at the legs and head, the areas that weren’t protected by a steel-like shell. But they weren’t doing anything. Then Ethan noticed the girl standing by the chairs. “Little help here?” he called as he kept slapping at the ant. The girl looked around. Then she picked up a book and threw it. It hit the ground just short of the ant’s side, causing it to turn. Ethan raised his makeshift bo staff into the air. When the ant turned back to face him, he slammed it down as hard as he could. The ant’s mandibles were crushed by the force, but Ethan’s staff was broken. No problem, he thought. He now had a short stick with a splintered, sharp end. If he could just get at the ant’s stomach… Then the girl helped again. She had grabbed a bottle of cleaning fluid from the janitor’s cart. She stomped her foot, and the ant turned to face her. Then she sprayed the poisonous fluid into the ants face. It reared on it’s back legs. Ethan couldn’t pass up this chance. He rolled forward between the ants legs and braced the stick against the ground, point up. Then he lay as low as he could. It was dangerous, he knew, but it was the only hope. Then the ant crashed down, straight onto the stick. It screamed horribly. Ethan let go of the stick and covered his ears. The girl did the same. Then the ant jumped aside. “Oh, come ON. Die already!” Ethan grumbled. Then he jumped at the ant, gripping it with two hands to hang on to it’s back. Suddenly he felt heat beneath his hands. The ant screamed and tried to jump away, but it seemed too weak. It collapsed to the ground. Then Ethan saw the burns. Where his hands had been were burns. They were so intense, they had gone through the shell and terminated the ant’s vital organs. “What the-“ Ethan said. He checked his hands. They were fine. “What was that?”

nort rlly continue, just make a section where there somewhere after school and they defeat a myrmeke that attacks them.

why would they team up? they wouldn't know there is more myrmekes.

hm.. some grammatical and spelling errors in what we have so far. i'm going to go over it with word.

lundfamily3 wrote:

Ula was skipping down the street. She was going to the forest to meet her rabbit friend Kira new pups. Ula didn't pay much attention to her soundings, but if she did, she would see a boy and a girl walking ahead of her. Ula was trapped in her own world, as a wolf hunting with a pack. She snapped out of it when she heard a scream from the girl walking ahead of her. Ula screamed to. A giant ant, 5 feet long, 3 feet tall, with shiny bronze shell, charged at humans.

Ula didn't know what to think. She hated ants. The pincers. The six legs. The eyes. Ula despretly looked around, for a weapon, anything!

[Madbunny and Nomos parts? Perhaps they save Ula at one point?]

As the ant spun around, wounded, it fell on the boy and girl, trapping them. Ula didn't know what to do. So she ran towards them, a jumped. Instead if simply pushing the ant, she felt claws rip through the body. Ula fainted as the ant died, and e boy and girl got up.

[Other peoples part again?]

I think Ula wakes up, disoriented, and isanly confused. She is in human form after she faints. Should my part be longer?

it's good    although perhaps it should be longer. look at mine/waffle's part.




one problem i see. i don't think wolf claws can actually rip through metal. how about she gos for the head and destroys the ant's brain?


Homeroom: 7:00pm
Social studies: 7:30pm
Science: 8:30 pm
Lunch: 9:00
The list seemed to go on forever. Ethan had to read the whole schedule. The whole thing. He liked his school in Edmonton better. At least there, he had known the class times. Now he had to replace those words and numbers in his brain with these new ones. He sighed. It was so boring. It was 2016; you’d think they’d know how to make a schedule interesting. But no, it had to be a long list of classes and times. Ethan was fifteen, tall, slightly tanned, and had blue eyes. His hair was blonde-brown, and somewhat spiky. He had just moved here to Denver from Edmonton, Canada, because his mother had just died of TB, and his father couldn’t get a job in the oil mines. Ethan kept scanning the schedule. Then someone bumped him from the side. Hard. He jumped aside before he could be unbalanced. Tony was standing there. Tony was eighteen, and built like a barrel. He was also the biggest bully in the school. “What’s wrong, coward? Can’t fight me?” making a bring it on gesture with his hands. That got Ethan.
"I could've sworn I saw his eyes flash gold," whispered an awed student.
   "Just for a second there..."
    The rumours went on and on, but Ethan ignored them. Five minutes later, he was walking away. Tony was hunched over, with bruises all over his body. Ethan knew he would get in huge trouble for using karate on someone like that, but he didn’t really care. Tony had it coming. It was his own fault for messing with him. Little did he know that that moment would change his life forever. No one noticed, could have noticed, the presence in the room. An ancient presence. A powerful presence. And as Ethan walked out the door to go to homeroom, it was watching him.

  Melody inched down the hallway, keeping her eyes on her feet. Maybe today Tony would choose someone else to pick on…She sighed. One could only hope.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion near Tony’s locker. “Can’t fight me?” Well, guess who? Tony. Mel backed away a little, before realizing that the bully wasn’t talking to her, but the new kid. Mel racked her brain, but couldn’t come up with the boy’s name. Uncertainly, Mel stayed to watch.
That was when it happened. For the briefest second, Mel could have sworn his eyes were gold. Just for an instant, and then the unnatural color was gone.
“I could’ve sworn I saw his eyes turn gold,” Mel whispered, awed, to a peer. Usually, she didn’t talk to fellow students, but this—this was special, Mel was sure. Could she have been the only one to see the strange occurrence?
No. Now everyone was confirming her sight. “Just for a second there…” agreed one student. “Pure gold…” murmured another.
The new kid began to pummel Tony, which made Mel laugh despite herself. Finally, someone was beating the bully for a change! The laughter didn’t last long. Soon, the new kid was walking away from a bruised and beat up Tony.
Kids cleared the hallways. Now that the excitement was over, they all needed to get to class. Melody knew that some teachers, especially Mr. Whitbocker, could be harsh with the late kids.
Forming a rare smile, Melody turned to go to Home Room.
She ignored the feeling that she and Tony were not the only ones remaining the halls.




Ethan now disliked this school even more. He constantly had to look over his shoulder in case Tony was planning on surprising him as revenge for being humiliated like that. Ethan now took precautions and sat behind and to the side of Tony in every class. Ethan was finishing Social Studies and in the hallway to science when he saw it. Thin strands of purple mist were swirling by the ceiling. As Ethan watched, they seemed to congregate into a figure. It was looking at him.
∞  ∞  ∞  ∞  ∞
Suddenly Ethan’s vision blacked out. It was only for a second, but when he regained his sight, something was wrong. The purple figure had gone, but that wasn’t what was strange. What was strange was that he could see [i]everything[/]. He could even see rust on the vents in the roof all the way down the hall. Ethan shook his head, and his vision returned to normal. ‘That was weird’ he thought. ‘Whatever’ he walked down the hall to go to science.

As soon as the final dismissal bell rang, the hallways were crammed with the usual after school traffic. Friends were hanging at lockers or texting each other from down the hall, most people were chattering about the fight in the morning. Mel, however was carrying out her normal routine and heading upstairs to the school library.
She walked home, and her dad always expected her at around 4:15, fifteen minutes after the library closed.
“Hello, Mel, how are you today?” If librarians were allowed to choose favorites, Mel would be Mr. Morris’s. Every day after school, Melody came to help sort books, laminate covers, or sometimes just read quietly. He never asked, Melody just did. It was part of her daily routine.
“Fine, Mr. Morris, how are you?”
“Swell,” Mr. Morris said, returning to his computer, where he was methodically scanning books. Melody set down her backpack and meandered among the bookshelves, searching for an unfamiliar cover.
Time flew, and before Mel knew it, Mr. Morris was picking up his bag. “I’m leaving, Mel. It’s 4:00. Are you good on your own?”
Mel nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“There’s another kid in here too, but he should be leaving before too long. It’s that new boy from Canada.”
“Got it,” Melody wasn’t really paying attention. She picked up a book and casually read the back cover. “Is this new?”
“Came in last week. Want me to check it out for you?”
“No, no, that’s okay. You can leave. Trust me, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Alright, if you’re sure. But someone else might check it out before you do.”
“Oh well.”
“Bye, Mel, see you tomorrow.” Mr. Morris said, hiking his bag farther up onto his shoulder, and leaving. Mel took the book, and sat down at one of the comfy chairs. Discreetly, she looked over the cover of the book at the new boy. Sure enough, it was the very same kid who had beat up Tony that morning. She contemplated going over and introducing herself, but decided she was too shy. Melody skipped the introduction and flipped right to the first page of the book. Soon, she was stuck in the magical world of Lexi and Damian, two unordinary heroes with unusual powers.
It was so riveting; she at first didn’t notice the noise coming from the hallway. When she did hear it, she just assumed it was the new student leaving. Finally, she thought, the entire library to myself!
But when she happened to glance up, she noticed the boy, eyebrows knit together, gazing worriedly outside. He dropped his book and rushed out to the hallway. Melody moved her gaze with him. What she saw made her drop the newest book in the library.
Outside was a giant ant.

Ethan dropped his book on advanced robotics and rushed to the window, were the ant stood outside on the playground, watching him. Suddenly it jumped at Ethan. The thin glass didn’t restrain it at all, and Ethan jumped backwards to avoid getting cut by the shimmering shards. Now the ant was in the library, and it looked as if it was out for blood. His blood. He quickly scanned the library until he saw a janitor’s cart in the corner. He pulled out a mop and snapped off the end, leaving him with a pretty good bo staff. He spun it around at the ant, pushing it back. Then he started attacking it, whipping blows at the legs and head, the areas that weren’t protected by a steel-like shell. But they weren’t doing anything. Then Ethan noticed the girl standing by the chairs. “Little help here?” he called as he kept slapping at the ant. The girl looked around. Then she picked up a book and threw it. It hit the ground just short of the ant’s side, causing it to turn. Ethan raised his makeshift bo staff into the air. When the ant turned back to face him, he slammed it down as hard as he could. The ant’s mandibles were crushed by the force, but Ethan’s staff was broken. No problem, he thought. He now had a short stick with a splintered, sharp end. If he could just get at the ant’s stomach… Then the girl helped again. She had grabbed a bottle of cleaning fluid from the janitor’s cart. She stomped her foot, and the ant turned to face her. Then she sprayed the poisonous fluid into the ants face. It reared on its back legs. Ethan couldn’t pass up this chance. He rolled forward between the ants legs and braced the stick against the ground, point up. Then he lay as low as he could. It was dangerous, he knew, but it was the only hope. Then the ant crashed down, straight onto the stick. It screamed horribly. Ethan let go of the stick and covered his ears. The girl did the same. Then the ant jumped aside. “Oh, come ON. Die already!” Ethan grumbled. Then he jumped at the ant, gripping it with two hands to hang on to its back. Suddenly he felt heat beneath his hands. The ant screamed and tried to jump away, but it seemed too weak. It collapsed to the ground. Then Ethan saw the burns. Where his hands had been were burns. They were so intense, they had seared through the shell and destroyed the ant’s vital organs. “What the-“ Ethan said. He checked his hands. They were fine. “What was that?”
Homeroom: 7:00pm
Social studies: 7:30pm
Science: 8:30 pm
Lunch: 9:00
The list seemed to go on forever. Ethan had to read the whole schedule. The whole thing. He liked his school in Edmonton better. At least there, he had known the class times. Now he had to replace those words and numbers in his brain with these new ones. He sighed. It was so boring. It was 2016; you’d think they’d know how to make a schedule interesting. But no, it had to be a long list of classes and times. Ethan was fifteen, tall, slightly tanned, and had blue eyes. His hair was blonde-brown, and somewhat spiky. He had just moved here to Denver from Edmonton, Canada, because his mother had just died of TB, and his father couldn’t get a job in the oil mines. Ethan kept scanning the schedule. Then someone bumped him from the side. Hard. He jumped aside before he could be unbalanced. Tony was standing there. Tony was eighteen, and built like a barrel. He was also the biggest bully in the school. “What’s wrong, coward? Can’t fight me?” making a bring it on gesture with his hands. That got Ethan.
"I could've sworn I saw his eyes flash gold," whispered an awed student.
   "Just for a second there..."
    The rumours went on and on, but Ethan ignored them. Five minutes later, he was walking away. Tony was hunched over, with bruises all over his body. Ethan knew he would get in huge trouble for using karate on someone like that, but he didn’t really care. Tony had it coming. It was his own fault for messing with him. Little did he know that that moment would change his life forever. No one noticed, could have noticed, the presence in the room. An ancient presence. A powerful presence. And as Ethan walked out the door to go to homeroom, it was watching him.
Melody inched down the hallway, keeping her eyes on her feet. Maybe today Tony would choose someone else to pick on…She sighed. One could only hope.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion near Tony’s locker. “Can’t fight me?” Well, guess who? Tony. Mel backed away a little, before realizing that the bully wasn’t talking to her, but the new kid. Mel racked her brain, but couldn’t come up with the boy’s name. Uncertainly, Mel stayed to watch.
That was when it happened. For the briefest second, Mel could have sworn his eyes were gold. Just for an instant, and then the unnatural color was gone.
“I could’ve sworn I saw his eyes turn gold,” Mel whispered, awed, to a peer. Usually, she didn’t talk to fellow students, but this—this was special, Mel was sure. Could she have been the only one to see the strange occurrence?
No. Now everyone was confirming her sight. “Just for a second there…” agreed one student. “Pure gold…” murmured another.
The new kid began to pummel Tony, which made Mel laugh despite herself. Finally, someone was beating the bully for a change! The laughter didn’t last long. Soon, the new kid was walking away from a bruised and beat up Tony.
Kids cleared the hallways. Now that the excitement was over, they all needed to get to class. Melody knew that some teachers, especially Mr. Whitbocker, could be harsh with the late kids.
Forming a rare smile, Melody turned to go to Home Room.
She ignored the feeling that she and Tony were not the only ones remaining the halls.




Ethan now disliked this school even more. He constantly had to look over his shoulder in case Tony was planning on surprising him as revenge for being humiliated like that. Ethan now took precautions and sat behind and to the side of Tony in every class. Ethan was finishing Social Studies and in the hallway to science when he saw it. Thin strands of purple mist were swirling by the ceiling. As Ethan watched, they seemed to congregate into a figure. It was looking at him.
∞  ∞  ∞  ∞  ∞
Suddenly Ethan’s vision blacked out. It was only for a second, but when he regained his sight, something was wrong. The purple figure had gone, but that wasn’t what was strange. What was strange was that he could see [i]everything[/]. He could even see rust on the vents in the roof all the way down the hall. Ethan shook his head, and his vision returned to normal. ‘That was weird’ he thought. ‘Whatever’ he walked down the hall to go to science.

As soon as the final dismissal bell rang, the hallways were crammed with the usual after school traffic. Friends were hanging at lockers or texting each other from down the hall, most people were chattering about the fight in the morning. Mel, however was carrying out her normal routine and heading upstairs to the school library.
She walked home, and her dad always expected her at around 4:15, fifteen minutes after the library closed.
“Hello, Mel, how are you today?” If librarians were allowed to choose favorites, Mel would be Mr. Morris’s. Every day after school, Melody came to help sort books, laminate covers, or sometimes just read quietly. He never asked, Melody just did. It was part of her daily routine.
“Fine, Mr. Morris, how are you?”
“Swell,” Mr. Morris said, returning to his computer, where he was methodically scanning books. Melody set down her backpack and meandered among the bookshelves, searching for an unfamiliar cover.
Time flew, and before Mel knew it, Mr. Morris was picking up his bag. “I’m leaving, Mel. It’s 4:00. Are you good on your own?”
Mel nodded. “Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“There’s another kid in here too, but he should be leaving before too long. It’s that new boy from Canada.”
“Got it,” Melody wasn’t really paying attention. She picked up a book and casually read the back cover. “Is this new?”
“Came in last week. Want me to check it out for you?”
“No, no, that’s okay. You can leave. Trust me, I’ll be back tomorrow.”
“Alright, if you’re sure. But someone else might check it out before you do.”
“Oh well.”
“Bye, Mel, see you tomorrow.” Mr. Morris said, hiking his bag farther up onto his shoulder, and leaving. Mel took the book, and sat down at one of the comfy chairs. Discreetly, she looked over the cover of the book at the new boy. Sure enough, it was the very same kid who had beat up Tony that morning. She contemplated going over and introducing herself, but decided she was too shy. Melody skipped the introduction and flipped right to the first page of the book. Soon, she was stuck in the magical world of Lexi and Damian, two unordinary heroes with unusual powers.
It was so riveting; she at first didn’t notice the noise coming from the hallway. When she did hear it, she just assumed it was the new student leaving. Finally, she thought, the entire library to myself!
But when she happened to glance up, she noticed the boy, eyebrows knit together, gazing worriedly outside. He dropped his book and rushed out to the hallway. Melody moved her gaze with him. What she saw made her drop the newest book in the library.
Outside was a giant ant.

Ethan dropped his book on advanced robotics and rushed to the window, were the ant stood outside on the playground, watching him. Suddenly it jumped at Ethan. The thin glass didn’t restrain it at all, and Ethan jumped backwards to avoid getting cut by the shimmering shards. Now the ant was in the library, and it looked as if it was out for blood. His blood. He quickly scanned the library until he saw a janitor’s cart in the corner. He pulled out a mop and snapped off the end, leaving him with a pretty good bo staff. He spun it around at the ant, pushing it back. Then he started attacking it, whipping blows at the legs and head, the areas that weren’t protected by a steel-like shell. But they weren’t doing anything. Then Ethan noticed the girl standing by the chairs. “Little help here?” he called as he kept slapping at the ant. The girl looked around. Then she picked up a book and threw it. It hit the ground just short of the ant’s side, causing it to turn. Ethan raised his makeshift bo staff into the air. When the ant turned back to face him, he slammed it down as hard as he could. The ant’s mandibles were crushed by the force, but Ethan’s staff was broken. No problem, he thought. He now had a short stick with a splintered, sharp end. If he could just get at the ant’s stomach… Then the girl helped again. She had grabbed a bottle of cleaning fluid from the janitor’s cart. She stomped her foot, and the ant turned to face her. Then she sprayed the poisonous fluid into the ants face. It reared on its back legs. Ethan couldn’t pass up this chance. He rolled forward between the ants legs and braced the stick against the ground, point up. Then he lay as low as he could. It was dangerous, he knew, but it was the only hope. Then the ant crashed down, straight onto the stick. It screamed horribly. Ethan let go of the stick and covered his ears. The girl did the same. Then the ant jumped aside. “Oh, come ON. Die already!” Ethan grumbled. Then he jumped at the ant, gripping it with two hands to hang on to its back. Suddenly he felt heat beneath his hands. The ant screamed and tried to jump away, but it seemed too weak. It collapsed to the ground. Then Ethan saw the burns. Where his hands had been were burns. They were so intense, they had seared through the shell and destroyed the ant’s vital organs. “What the-“ Ethan said. He checked his hands. They were fine. “What was that?”

Last edited by destructo-serpent (2013-04-05 15:13:18)

bump.

2013th post      

destructo-serpent wrote:

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shadow/madbunny/nomo
write a scene where ur characters are together after school. like walking down the street or something, then they have to defeat a myrmeke(wolf-size ant with metal shell) that attacks them. 

No offense... But we saw you the first time o.o

Also, Blazingwave has finished bunch of other signatures that were ordered before ours. I can try to make the signature, perhaps. I just need to finish cleaning my room D:

destructo-serpent wrote:

lundfamily3 wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

IMPORTANT IMPORTANT IMPORTANT
IMPORTANT IMPORTANT IMPORTANT
IMPORTANT IMPORTANT IMPORTANT

shadow/madbunny/nomo
write a scene where ur characters are together after school. like walking down the street or something, then they have to defeat a myrmeke(wolf-size ant with metal shell) that attacks them. 

No offense... But we saw you the first time o.o

Also, Blazingwave has finished bunch of other signatures that were ordered before ours. I can try to make the signature, perhaps. I just need to finish cleaning my room D:

none taken. but if someone doesn't come on for a while and there is a ton of new posts, they might only read the latest ones. 

you could try to make the sig if you want.

I know, and I'm writing now.

Nomolos wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

lundfamily3 wrote:

No offense... But we saw you the first time o.o

Also, Blazingwave has finished bunch of other signatures that were ordered before ours. I can try to make the signature, perhaps. I just need to finish cleaning my room D:

none taken. but if someone doesn't come on for a while and there is a ton of new posts, they might only read the latest ones. 

you could try to make the sig if you want.

I know, and I'm writing now.

  hows it coming?

lundfamily3 wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

Nomolos wrote:

I know, and I'm writing now.

  hows it coming?

Good. The camel is shaded. I need to do the following still:
-Fur texture
-Night Sky
-Water
-Sand
-Trees

^^

nomo, how's your  section of SH doing?
also how's your section of SS doing? not to rush you or anything...

Last edited by destructo-serpent (2013-04-05 18:42:10)

Nomolos wrote:

^^SH is going great, but SS not so well. Hey Lund, what was your charrie's name in SH again? I forgot.    I'm not going to include you guys just yet, I'm going to let you write your own parts in to my draft and add on with your character's perspectives.

sounds good. when do you think you'll have a draft?

Nomolos wrote:

destructo-serpent wrote:

Nomolos wrote:

^^SH is going great, but SS not so well. Hey Lund, what was your charrie's name in SH again? I forgot.    I'm not going to include you guys just yet, I'm going to let you write your own parts in to my draft and add on with your character's perspectives.

sounds good. when do you think you'll have a draft?

15 minutes or less.

k 

shadow's charrie is Ula.