Hey guys. Most of you don't know me and I might know some of you, but everybody should know this is my first thread. No thanks to a certain somebody cause he didn't respond. ? *clears throat* Anywaaay, let's get on with why you're all here. April 12 will be my one year mark on PimD! ? Woot woot! And since I recently won 10 bentos (and a desk), I want to share my good fortune with all you lurkers. ? Because I participated in a WRITING contest, I'm going to do something similar. I want y'all to use your favorite Avi and write me a little something- like ATA did during one of those fancy hunts I didn't like. Yes, grammar and punctuation are important and I'm not sorry for it. IMPORTANT RECAP: -i love you. -write a short story involving your favorite Avatar -grammar and spelling count -Deadline is April 12
dang I‘d love to participate but thanks to my love for writing I know that would end up to be a 5 chapter story lolonce I start making up a story in my mind and writing it down I can hardly stop
wait so if you write a story involving your avi you get two bentos? like you come up with a name and write it from their view or
A long, elegant finger disturbed the loose, wet sand covering the bed of the Aegean Sea. Though the image was always swept up by the salty water, Lyric mindlessly drew broken hearts as she swam, a reflection of her loneliness. She was the only one of her kind she had ever met. She was hungry and knew she had to venture closer to the surface today, a task she always dreaded. The warmth of the sun always made her a bit nauseous. Satisfied with her lazy sand doodles, (this sounds like she pooped. Heh) she darted at full speed to the surface to look for her prey. As she moved, a creature she had never seen before entered her vision. She was curious but regarded it with the same cautiousness she would any other large potential prey, she watched at a distance. She could see the blurred color of movement above the creature, where the surface of the water broke. Drawing nearer, the colors became clearer and she could make out the silhouettes of… her kind? Her heart raced. A joy she had never felt before consumed her and, instinctively, she began to sing. She sang with all of the happiness she had ever felt, her voice carrying across the water like a jolt of electricity. She knew she had gotten their attention and they drew nearer. This was it! She would finally be reunited with her kind! Then, to her shock, a spear hurdled into the water, piercing her delicate chest. The song stopped.
It doesn't have to be your Avi, just your favorite Avi. I will pick a winner (whom I think did the best/put the most effort into it) in April 12th.
She is my favorite! Awhile back, I opened over 200 boxes over the course of months for her and never got her. Haha I don't write happy endings.