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[burn it down.]

Maybe she's on holiday or something...I don't think she'll break her promise.

[leg]

Is Survivor Guilt still accepting stories? I read some and they're are magnificent

[Sonmi-451]

Yeah, cool. But what about the story that Bumblebuzz said that she/he was writting for me?

Well, I sent Bumblebuzz a PM on Christmas about completing his/her story request and it hasn't been read yet, so I don't think he/she has been on since Christmas.
@Lolzisme4everandever: I am definitely still accepting story requests; the form is on the first page, second post of this thread.

[leg]

Ok thanks!

Pets:
Pet's name: Matted love
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I know that she is named Matted Love, but would you mind calling her Dove in the story?


Pet's name: Charlie
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Charlie
Story Type: Romance, adventure, hate (Maybe a little thriller and horror if it won't cause writer's block)
Genders of Pets: Dove: Female. Charlie: Male
Other: Dove hates Charlie at the start as he is the popular boy/player (One of them stories but with a twist of some sort)

Thanks:D

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

I am really sorry emilyzhang, I haven't been on since a bit before Christmas, your story request will be done by the end of this week, or maybe a few days after, by the latest.

[EmilyZhang]

I am really sorry emilyzhang, I haven't been on since a bit before Christmas, your story request will be done by the end of this week, or maybe a few days after, by the latest.

Oh ok, thanks. Just as long as the story is just as great as the others I can wait. Wait, never mind. Can't wait for the story!

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

Pet's name: BleakPet's name: Vampiric
Genders: Bleak is a male. Vampiric is a female. (I changed Bleak's name. His name was Tyr.)
Other: No
Story type: Love[/quote]

I sit calmly at my balcony, my silky feathers rustling mysteriously in the slight breeze. The silvery moonlight casts a pale shadow on my wolf-like face. I open a box of chocolates from Thorn, what does he not understand about ‘a dairy allergy?’ He’s included a note, it’s written in exactly the kind of loping, scrawled writing that makes my eyes ache. I don’t know why he bothers, we’re completely wrong for each other, but my parents approve, so I don’t have a chance of escape. When he leans down to eagerly kiss me, I feel like spewing. Plus, my parents want us to continue the Royal line. Oh yeah, did I mention? I’m a princess - Princess Vampiric. Got nice ring to it, huh? I know it’s most young girl’s dream, to be a princess and have a noble suitor, who sends chocolate THAT YOU CAN’T EAT! (Well maybe not that last bit.) But I could really do without the fuss. I’d much rather be free to do want I want, when I want, like hunt, and fly high, up fast the clouds… I walk into my wing of the castle, (it’s ridiculous, what’s a girl meant to do with all this space?) sit down at the taple, still clutching the note, and begin to read.
Princess Vampiric,
Thou are the prettiest maiden I have even laid eyes on.
You’re beautiful face is as immortally young as a stone rose, and when thou fly, with such grace and elegance as angel, I feel like my heart flies alongside you.
My soul is yours forever,
Duke Thorn.
I look down savagely at the piece of paper, what a load of sappy rubbish.
KNOCK, KNOCK! I looks towards the door, I can tell, from the sickly scent of cologne, that it’s Thorn. Oh goodness, I’m wearing my nightclothes, he is NOT seeing me in those. I call out hurriedly, ‘Wait for a second, I’m just getting ready!’ I refuse to speak in the olden language he does, and it annoys him greatly. It’s one of the many ways I’m not a perfect princess, and I enjoy doing every single one of them.
‘Hurry, my sweet rosebud, for I long to see your face!’ I ignore his prattling, and grab a dress hanging from the bottom of my four-poster bed, it’s purple, embroidered with golden flowers along the hem, and entirely impractical, but it’s a gift from another suitor, I can’t remember which, so it’ll annoy him no end. I look around, there’s nothing else to be done, except tip his chocolates down the toilet and leave the empty box on the table. ‘Come in,’ I groan, I have to see him eventually, so it might as well be now. I sit down on a chair, looking bored as he enters. ‘Oh, sweet Vampiric,’ he moans. He even manages to make my name, which is one of the only things I like about my life, sound soppy.
‘I had to visit, for I have tremendous news.’ He begins.
‘Please, tell me it’s you’re moving to Canada? You died and this is your ghost coming back to say farewell?’ I ask, have sarcastically, half hopefully. Thorn looks confused, ‘What a wonderful sense of…. humour you have. No, my news is… we’re getting married!’
‘WHAT?’ I shriek, jumping to my feet.
‘I know!’ he practically sings, ‘Isn’t it wonderful? And it’s tomorrow!’
‘NO!’ I shout. ‘When did I agree to this?’ I ask faintly.
‘You didn’t,’ he admits.
‘My parents?’ I ask softly, making my voice as deadly as possible. He actually begins to looks scared, his face goes white, and he stumbles back, nodding.
‘I am going to kill them,’ I promise. ‘Now get out, before I do something I regret.’ He nods again, and runs. I sit down again, my face in my hands. ‘When did my life turn into a mess?’ I mumbled, trying not to cry.
‘I dunno. When you were born?’ came a teasing voice from behind me. I jump around, shocked. ‘BLEAK!’ I squeal, happily this time, and throw my arms around him. He kisses my forehead, and says, ‘You’re not getting married to that… thing.’
‘If I had any say in the matter, we wouldn’t.’ I mutter savagely. Bleak grins, but then turns serious. ‘We have to get you out of here.’
‘Through the window like you?’ I ask eagerly.
‘Maybe,’ he muses.
‘Oh, but think of my kingdom.’ I say weakly, ‘They need a Princess. Mama and Papa won’t last forever.’ Then I go bright red, I’d never told Bleak I called them that, or anyone else, except for my parents. I was known for being a rebel throughout the castle, a reputation that would go down the drain if it was discovered. I place a paw on Bleak’s face, and he looks into my eyes.
‘I won’t tell anyone.’ He promises breathlessly.
‘Swear on your life?’ I ask. He nods and I relax, falling into his feathery chest. We stand like rocks, completely still. Suddenly, there comes another knock on the door.
‘Under the bed, quickly.’ I order Bleak.
‘Yes, your Highness,’ he bows, then dives under.
‘Shut up,’ I say darkly, and then ‘Enter!’
I should have known, it’s Priscilla that comes through the door, looking ridiculously prancey. ‘Good morning, Princess,’ she simpers. Suddenly, I get an idea. I’ve never told anyone of my situation, except Bleak, and she looks suitably shell-shocked.
‘So,’ I say, ‘Want to switch places?’ I know she’s always wanted to be Royal, and would be far better than me.
‘Really?’ she asks.
‘Yes, really’ I say testily.
‘Ok,’ she breaths.
‘Come out, Bleak!’ I call, and Priscilla has to sit down. ‘But, you’re engaged!’ she mumbles.
‘No, YOU’RE engaged!’ I say cheerily. ‘And don’t worry, Thorn will prefer you to me, anyhow.’ I look at Bleak, who is struggling to hide a snigger.
‘Look away,’ I tell him stonily. I change into an old outfit, a loose shirt and leggings. Bleak kisses my forehead when I’m done. ‘You look far better like that,’ he tells me, ‘Dangerous, somehow.’
‘I like that,’ I reply. Priscilla tries to ignore this exchange, putting on the dress I’ve discarded. I pack quickly, I have a store of similar leggings and shirts. I also pack my dagger, and a bow and arrow.
‘My robin hood,’ Bleak says fondly. I look around there’s no more to be done. ‘Goodbye,’ I tell Priscilla, and walk to the balcony, my backpack on my shoulders, Bleak close behind. ‘Ready?’ he asks.
‘Always,’ I reply. He kisses my on the lips lightly, and I return the gesture, and then we jump into the night.

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

Oh, and may I suggest a -funny, as I think it is- couple? You don't need to write a story 'bout them but if you'd like so, no problem! And don't hurry it! I can wait!

Pet's name: Ness
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Pet's name: Skai
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Skai is Dracula's grandson, and Ness is just a normal girl -as she thinks she is- but the girl of the Moon Goddess.

Anyone else working on this story? Because if not, I'll do it right now.

[EmilyZhang]

So good! Thanks Bumblebuzz! It was SOOOO worth the wait!

[DoctorWhoCrazy]

Thanks