✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ ʍվ IíԵԵIҽ ղօԵҽ~ Hope I still have some readers still in hand. Lots of things have happened since I had a break from writing, and I just want to appreciate the critics for their help. I hope this story will turn out great...since I have Hawk-of-Blue going to collaborate with me, so we just hope for the best. Though there are many writers that outshine me, to my new readers, I tell you if you read this, that if you feel the writing what all authors writes, then you are forever loved. It takes a lot to know what an author is actually feeling in their story, as they write. So when someone tell what they think of the story, you wonder how amazing it is to feel that way. ☆ ·. ̧(`'·. ̧*¤* ̧.·' ́) ̧.· ».·o`·.LOVE.· ́o·.« ☆.·'( ̧.·' ́*¤*`'·. ̧)`'·. 、、、、、、 ☆·. ̧(`'·. ̧*¤* ̧.·' ́) ̧.· ».·o`·. YOU.· ́o·.« ☆.·'( ̧.·' ́*¤*`'·. ̧)`'·. 、、、、、、 ☆·. ̧(`'·. ̧*¤* ̧.·' ́) ̧.· ».·o`· .FOR.· ́o·.« ☆.·'( ̧.·' ́*¤*`'·. ̧)`'·. 、、、、、、 ☆·. ̧(`'·. ̧*¤* ̧.·' ́) ̧.· ».·o`· .EVER.· ́o·.« ☆.·'( ̧.·' ́*¤*`'·. ̧)`'·. Have fun in the story, and tell me anything you feel should be added. But please pm...always pm, I hate that fact that threads get clogged with ideas...so pm me or Hawk-of-Blue and see if your character qualifies...we always accept ideas, and fresh characters here and there if you feel like.... yФЦ ДЯΞ ЦP yФ ΓHΞ CHДLLΞИGΞ. But, all in all, I thank you for all your support and criticism. It helped a lot over the years. And thank most of all to Jack, who had the courage...I mean...understanding to collaborate with me. ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ Prologue- The sound of the early song of day broke the silent dreaming of everyone, and shone a new way of gleaming sun, as bright as it could ever be. The light seemed to flow through all the buildings, and it traveled all the way throughout the world, expecting a new chance of rein would come soon to hand. The light breathed in an settled on a suburban two story house near the breathtaking city of Pennsylvania, already awoken by the evermore bright sun. The windows were clearer than ever, with a new fresh paint smell of the house, showing the construction still being built. A new patio was dreamed of being made, and the kitchen counter was close to finishing. The light gasped at the empty window and snuck inside, covering its color on the brunette girl that was murmuring incoherent words. She grumbled but say the blinding sun and shielded her eyes, her light green eyes chasing the value in her eyes. She lazily got up and smelled the faint odor of her, and went to the bathroom, looking at her completion and checking for anything unusual. She yawned and scratched her neck, stripping off her daisy green pajamas, and entering into the bath. She let the warm water cool her senses, and let out a deep breath of relief and sensibility. She heard a huge bust of her door, and she grabbed the curtain to cover her body, and her mother unnoticeably caring of what she say. Saying to her daughter in a hum, "Elise, where in the world did you get this new dress?" The dress was ivory green that was shirt to her knees, all wrinkled by the mush in her backpack. "It was a present, nothing else, Mom."Elise rolled her eyes and looked at her mom, and her mom sighed and left the room. What came unusual for the normal eye, Elise rubbed her temples, and let her mind slow down, making it seem what she wasn't real. Her shining olive brown hair turned blue and fell into the water like waves, her skin seemed to turn darker and skies and galaxies were floating on her, her pjs, at the ends, animals as tiny as bugs crawled out and ran away, trying not to get swished. Her overall completion didn't matter, she looked amazingly unreal and simply beautiful. After a few minutes, she seemed to stop, and go back into her normal form, and got out of the bath.....and went to her closet. She randomly wore a t-shirt, jeans, and boots, to not really show she did much work with it. As the school bus came closer, she jumped put of the window and ran for her life, for no one to see anything. She stepped into it carefully, and now a question can ring into any head if they saw this.... Who was she? ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ Your turn, Jack. Character ideas are open, so pm me. ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪
My turn ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ Elsie lazily got onto the bus, sitting in her usually seat in her usual state of tranquility. She closed her eyes and just waited for the ride to be over. She had more important things to handle. When the bus finally reached the school, she stepped off slowly. Even though she has been at the school for about three and a half years now, it always seemed so big and something you could easily lose yourself in. She took her place amongst the usual crowd of rowdy kids, mindlessly making their way to their homerooms. Her's was on the second floor, so she made her way to the stairwell were a group of kids were standing in a circle. They were mumbling about something. "It's easy, you just take the firecracker and throw it into the toilet! There nothing too it!" One said. How immature, she thought to herself. Those kids needed to learn one thing, and that was responsibility. Because Elsie knew... If any of the kids she knew how to deal with the responsibility she had to bear... They'd be dead. ✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪✪ Short I know and I apologize in advance for the shortness of it and feedback is appreciated and remember you can always submit a character to me or TheBrokenLights. I promise next time I update it will be longer.