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Username: '.~Void Runner~.'
Name: Luonnon Armo (Nature's Grace)
Gender: Female
Story:
WIP:)


Can I make art of her? Just to, you know, do art.:\ If I can, the winner will get to keep it.

You can, just she ends tomorrow.

[cmichb]

Reserved.

Username: Modest
Name: Tea (pronounced 'Tee-ah)
Gender: female
Story: Wip C:

[smoochio]

Username: '.~Void Runner~.'
Name: Luonnon Armo (Nature's Grace)
Gender: Female
Story:
The stars were abnormally bright this night. A certain one in particular shimmered beautifully. Many onlookers peered warily at the dark void of night sky, but few gave it a second thought. The stars seemed too monotonous, too tiring, shining every night. The knowledge of the death of each and every star hung absently in the minds of the educated. Of course, even at this time of the night, many creatures lay awake, staring at the beautiful night sky. Reds, greens, blues, whites, oranges; each and every star was colored, you just needed to see it. Look harder than usual, perhaps. Many most likely don't realize this, but, who do you think colors these stars? Who do you think brings the beautifully exuberant, flamboyant colors to this otherwise plain, cruel world? Without the power held by a certain lovely species, this world would be nothing. Just a hallow husk of dullness, lacking in what once made it beautiful.

Or, maybe that's just being conceded of myself. Of course, it is mostly true, am I wrong? What more could you ask of us? We go around, coloring the world you know, bringing life to everything, but all we ask is safety and security. However, we cannot be guaranteed this. The danger we may face, each and every night, each and every time we must venture into this brutal world to bring beauty to something you would otherwise not take a second glance at, it hangs in the back of our minds. Why? Why push the thought of our own lives being at stake to the back of our minds? Simply because we love what we do. We enjoy bringing beauty to our worlds. We love coloring the wary night sky with beautiful colors. We love whisking our paints over the sun's plain lights as it rises each morning, and sets each night. We love bringing joy to the ones who are not yet beaten by ruthless life. We love all that we do for those who appreciate it as well as those who don't. It doesn't matter what we face whilst doing these things. All that matters is that we do it. The consequences of not succeeding at our jobs may not be great. What if I hadn't colored that beautiful rose in Meridith's garden this morning before the sun's light awoke the tired old women? Maybe she wouldn't have taken a second glance at the plain, colorless rose, or, she may have felt hallow and sunken at the loss of beauty. A rose smells just as sweet when called any other name, but it is not just as beautiful without it's color.

I sigh inwardly to myself as I lift myself from the ground. I feel the sun rising... I color the rays with beauty as best I can with the limitations my colors bring. With each step I take, color dashes into the grasses beneath my paws. The joy I feel, the eagerness, the happiness. Nothing compares to the warmth I feel when I share my colors with the world. I tell you this because I must share it. Everything gets a little lonely sometimes, no?


Still a WIP, although the story is done!.

Great forms everyone! It was a tie between dragoncatofpern, TechnoVanGogh, and Void Runner. congrats Void!

['.~VoidRunner~.']

Omgosh! Thank you SOO much!:3

[Jean.]

Congrats <3 :'3