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Old 12-08-2010, 08:52 PM

<<Be warned, most of these will be just free-writing (to practice simply getting words and ideas to paper) based off an avatar, so they may or may not be very well edited, if you see anything you think I should correct, feel free to politely say so.>>

I'm not challenging myself to write about any specific number of avatars, simply whatever avatars of mine I have a vague story idea behind.

Anyway...Onward!

[Contents]
Emery
Nyru

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Old 12-08-2010, 09:12 PM


The dusk was just beginning and Emery was just starting to awaken, the last fragments of twilight glittering through her window onto her upturned face. She was a tanned beauty, with golden eyes, and deep pink hair that lightly framed her soft face.
Her cat, Walter jumped down on top of her pillow, cuddling up to her face...She sniffled and then sneezed, pushing Walter away. "What do you want, cat?" She glared at him through eyes half-closed, her voice still rough will sleep.
Walter stared at her for a moment, only to mew loudly and walk away.
"What, you out of food, cat?"

/end

Almost 100 words on the nose, cool. 8)
Well, now you've met Emery...No clue if she'll ever make another appearance, we'll see. :rofl:

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A fierce hunter with her bow, Nyru grinned at her catch, letting a sweet rare moment of girlish excitement slip through her normally understated expressions. A tall and proud animal, one of the biggest I've seen in the forest, she whispered softly to herself, Thank you for this gift, mother. She bowed her head and removed her arrows from the corpse. She looked up, and around, enjoying the twilight of the dawn, the lightest glow of sunlight in the trees around her, the softest shuffle in the grass and underbrush from the many animals on their way to rest, or just waking up to greet the morning. She pursed her lips and blew three simple notes...A calling to her fellow hunters.

/end

This ones a little bit longer, but I think that's okay, its still under 200 words. :)

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Old 12-10-2010, 01:27 AM

I like your descriptions XD Truly well done d(^_^)d

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Old 12-21-2010, 05:05 AM

Just pre-picking some avatars to write about for when I'm in the airport tomorrow.


Festival day, fair day, Carnivale~! The most exciting day this was for any young magician, especially if they are making their debut. There are no words to describe exactly how excited, happy, nervous, and a little afraid she was. Her stomach was flipping, filled to the brim with butterflies, but also weighted down by the feeling of a stone. The morning had started cloudy and cold, which dampened her spirits lightly even though there was no rain.
As if the sky was reading her mind, the cloudy morning blossomed into a bright sunny day, and with it, her confidence exploded.

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Wow, 100 words exactly!! :lol:
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Arylle coldly looked down on the pale, lifeless body at her feet, scoffing at the warm blood leaking from a gaping wound to the torso.
He had challenged her, and he had lost. His own fault, of course, challenging her, he had known what she was capable, and still thought he could win.
The air around her trembled with her cold breath of death, she was a deathwalker...one of the most powerful necromancers alive. She could walk in death, and return with her soul. Most were not so lucky, but even the creatures of the dead, in the realm of the dead avoided her unless she called to them.
Some of it was her bloodline...she was descended from a very powerful family of mages, part of it was how closely she always had walked with death. It was her friend, her home, her power and her greatest enemy, and deepest fear.

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Old 12-24-2010, 11:35 PM



Atop the tallest building in the city, there was a dark figure lurking in the light of the moon. It seemed to be searching for something below.
Light swept across her face for a brief instant, and she darted back, into the shadows. The light passed in front of her a few more times, and she smiled, the white of her teeth only a shade lighter than the darkness enveloping her. The light eventually went another direction, searching elsewhere in the buildings below. Standing up she ran and dived off the edge of the building...
At the 34th floor, she stopped, the rope conveniently tied around her waist, and tied to the roof, caught her fall. She took a glass cutter outof her pocket, and began to carve through the glass.

 


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