Saxima's Graphic Shop is made for DARK SKIN, FLUID WIDTH. b32323 [TABLE="width: 700, align: center"] It's been just about two months or so since I opened my shop, and not many people have come to visit, but that's okay! I'm in great appreciation of the people who have come to visit me, and I've been more than happy to serve them all. I hope that within the coming days, I shall receive more love. It's a very exciting thing, you know ~ ♥ [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 850, align: center"] ➺ On crediting, you have a choice between me very, very subtly watermarking your graphic, or crediting me in your signature, making it as small and out of the way as you'd like. ➺ I will only accept the highest quality images you can find - and yes they're out there. I wouldn't like to spend my time trying to make a low-quality image look good, because that's not easy nor fun. ➺ Please be patient - please be respectful. I am a senior, and while I make time, I may not have it all of the time. I will do a quick and quality job to the best of my ability, and your cooperation would be lovely. ➺ If I deem your request less than . . . acceptable to my tastes, I will deny it. I'm usually very open, so I'm sure this will be a rare occurrence. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 850, align: center"] Not that I've really ever had many frequently asked questions, but . . . ➺ What does FAQ mean? ——— It means "frequently asked questions". ➺ What program do you use? ——— I use Photoshop CS5. ➺ Hey, can I get more than one thing at a time? ——— Depends, I guess. If it's a signature and avatar set, then sure, but if it's a signature and a gif or perhaps a signature and a roleplay layout, then no. Well, maybe. If it just feels like it's too much work, then that's the point where I won't do it. Ehh, I'm actually pretty lenient, so maybe you'll get lucky. ➺ Can you hurry up? ——— Well, no. I work at my own pace, but if there's a certain time you need it by, then you should probably tell me. Most things will be done within the week of the request, unless the requests pile high [which I doubt], then that should be my deadline.[/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 850, align: center"] Avatars ——The image that goes under your username. ❀ Staff: 200x200 ❀ Prem: 150x150 ❀ Norm: 100x100Please be as specific as possible if you don't want me to have my way with it. Signatures ——The long-ways images that go under your posts. - Prems: Can have two ❀ Norms: Can have one ❀ Max size is 500x500 ❀ Will also format text in, if you'd likeYou should also be nice and thorough in describing, otherwise, I'll fail to meet possible expectations, unless that's what you'd like. Post schemes ——This is the color, font, and etc that you would like to have in your posts. - Is open to all members ❀ Can have up to three colors in posts ❀ Any font ❀ Any number of indents ❀ Can be applied to RPs ❀ Can match your avatar and signature, if you so desireYou should specify what forum layout your using, because if you want a light against light, that's not going to work. I could work out this kink with you. Roleplaying ——This ranges from RP post templates, to designing the whole OP [opening post] for a roleplay. I haven't had much practice with the latter, so beware. Banners/Headers ——If you have a story, or want a little something to top your RP post or OP to your RP, then this is your request. GIFs ——BEWARE, I have had some practice, but I'm not a pro - this is one of the reasons for opening this show. - If provided, I can resize ❀ If needed, links will have to be provided from YouTube ❀ Time frame must be between two and ten seconds ❀ If you intend to use it in your signature, max is 500x500, and there's the 500kb limit to think of as well ❀ If it's from a movie, I will work with you ❀ Branching from that^, I would recommend using Windows Movie Maker to cut down the movie or show to what you want the GIF of.[/TABLE] [table="width: 850, align: center"] Other Graphic Shops: [ ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ ] Fonts: [ ♪ | ♪ | ♪ ] Photoshop Resources: [ ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ ] Renders: [ ♪ | ♪ | ♪ | ♪ ] Japanese Emoticons: [ ♪ ] Symbols & Special Characters: [ ♪ | ♪ | ♪ ] Gradient & Rainbow text generator: [ ♪ ] [/table] Avatars 100x100 Spoiler: 100x100 Avatars 150x150 Spoiler: 150x150 Avatars Signatures Spoiler: Signatures [table="width: 850, align: center"] [/table] Post schemes Normal Replies[table="width: 850, align: center"] Things are shaping up to be pretty odd. Fair enough. You could say I am . . . the biggest nobody of them all. Oh, and just because I like humans, it doesn't mean that I like you personally. The first and last waltz of life are always the beginning and end. I really love kittens, but then again, who doesn't? I think it should be a crime against humanity to hate any kitten. [/table] Roleplays Look here. And here. Here too. Banners/Headers[table="width: 850, align: center"] Spoiler: Banners [/table] GIFs Spoiler: GIFs Ready for your order? Spoiler: Order Forms Avatars - Size: [prem only | 150x150 | 100x100] - Image: - Text: [yes or no | if yes, specify what to say] - Color Specifications: - Shape Specifications: - Specifications: - Subtle watermark or small credit in sig?: - Anything else? Signatures - Size: [max 500x500] - Image: - Text: [yes or no | if yes, specify what to say] - Color Specifications: - Shape Specifications: - Specifications: - Match your avatar?: - Border: [if so, what type of border?] - Subtle watermark or small credit in sig?: - Anything else? Post Formattings - Font types: - Colors: - Match avatar and/or signature?: RP Post Formatings - Font types: - Colors: - Images: [optional, I can choose for you, if you'd like] - Indents: [if so, how many?] - Subtle watermark or small credit in sig?: - Anything special? Banners, Headers, Topper . . . thingies . . . - Font types: - Colors: - Specific images to work with: - Border: [yes or no] - Certain theme?: - Subtle watermark or small credit in sig?: - Anything else? GIFs - Clip: [link or download link provided] - Length & Times - Size - Subtle watermark or small credit in sig?: - Anything else? [table="width: 900, align: center"] None yet! Firekeyblade Ventus108 x2 Korosu x2 AndrewTemari101 Dinny Moshi ArosFarron [/table]
I have this sort of impending fear that when the time for the Tributes to present themselves to the Gamemakers come, the players controlling the tributes are going to give their own scores - of course, looked at right, this is a case of godmoddery, and we all know how to feel about that. I think that the good thing to do in this case would be to let them describe to us what they're presenting in the training hall, and then we come back here and decide what their scores will be. I doubt that we'll give any Tribute anything under a score of four, but really, you never know. Thoughts?
So I have about five to six games that I've started playing, but haven't beaten yet. I've been bored and stressed as of late and a little blood never hurt anyone. What game to next beat?
I have the feeling that not all of our players are going to be wholly familiar with what each District of Panem exports, so to help them in their decision on which District they want their Tribute to come from, I figured we could give them of what each export. It is as follows: [TABLE="class: grid, width: 500, align: center"] District of Panem Exports/Description One Luxury (diamonds, jewels, etc) Very wealthy People's Names Include: Cashmere, Gloss, Perfumer, Furrierte Career Tribute District Two Masonry (weapons, where Peacekeepers are trained) Wealthy Career Tribute District Three Technology (computers, tv, etc) Middle/low-class, generally happier than other districts Technologically smart Four Fishery Wealthy, but have (quiet) rebellious spirit By the sea (obviously) Career Tribute District Five Power and Electricity Middle-class, not many kids take tessarae Generates all of Panem's power Six Producing, keeping track - Transportation Middle-low class, many (older people) addicted to Morpling Has strong kids, but they have no prior training unless by self-taught. Seven Lumber Lower class Strong people, good with axes, lots of forest to chop, you know. Eight Textiles (clothing, quilts, cloth-related) Lower class, polluted district, subject to rebel (short-tempered, impatient people, is always at risk of rebelling) Tributes are often unprepared for Games Nine Grain Lower class, lots of bread to be made Tributes are often unprepared for Games, due to urban area. Ten Livestock (cows, pigs, farm animals) Middle-low class Generally strong tributes, handle butcher knifes and other knives well Eleven Agriculture Lower-class (pretty poor), beautiful land, though Have darker skin, for being out all day Generally underfed, unprepared for the Games, though some climb trees Twelve Mining The poorest district (they're starving out there!) Access to the forest, careful though. Generally unprepared, underfed, usually always die early in Games [/TABLE]
I had a bit of a time trying to figure out what to put into the OC form, but I think that this is a pretty good start. [TABLE="width: 500, align: center"] Tributes Mentors [TABLE="class: cms_table, width: 500, align: center"] Username: Tribute's Name: Age: [between 12 and 18] Appearance: District: Personality: Weapon of choice: History: [not a whole biography, perhaps something three to ten sentences] Special Skill: Fears: Feelings on the Games: [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 500, align: center"] Username: Mentor's Name: Age: [between 25 and 50] Appearance: District: Personality: History: [not a whole biography, perhaps something three to ten sentences] Won Games: [which Games they won to become a Mentor] Quirk: [/TABLE] [/TABLE]
Alright guys, I've got our story here, feel free to make critiques and suggest changes. [table="width: 825, align: center"] Your forehead is beaded with sweat. Your whole body feels weakened. Your hands are cold and clammy. Checking your breathing, you find that it's coming out in short rasps. You try to control yourself. You never know, your name might not even be drawn, you're just a few in thousands. Thousands. The thought comforts you slightly as you begin to calm down. With a steady eye, you watch your district's Capitol escort make their way over to the reaping bowls – very large glass balls filled with the thousands of names of the boys and girls in your district. Your names is on one of them. What's one in thousands? As your escort draws the name from the ball, there's a collective breath taken and it becomes silent enough to be able to hear a pin drop. You're feeling nauseous now, becoming nervous. You don't breath. The only thing you can do is think – Please don't let it be me, please, don't let it be me. Suddenly the name is called – your district's people breath and you open your eyes. Everyone is looking at you. Why are they all looking at you? For just a moment, you're a bit confused, disoriented. Then it hits you. It was your name they called. You're now a tribute in the 40th Annual Hunger Games. Everything after that passes in a blur. The anthem plays, your swept away by Peacekeepers and into the Justice Building of your district, you're walked into a room and then left alone. How do you feel? Only you know. No one else can. These feelings are impossibly to detect by anyone else. Maybe you're proud to represent your district. Maybe you've trained for this. Or you could be just a normal Panem citizen. Maybe you're scared. Possibly, you're sad. You have the next hour allotted to you to say goodbye to whomever you wish. Parents, brothers, sisters, lovers even. Perhaps even a complete stranger, just so you don't have anyone you know see you cry if, by chances, you're sad. The Peacekeepers come again and escort your visitors out. You're alone again. Just a little while later, you're come for, and it's a relatively short ride from the Justice Building to the train station. It's clustered with numerous reporters, most with cameras – you'd be right not to show any emotion, not let them see what you're feeling. Unless, of course, you're feeling proud that you've been set to try your best and kill twenty-three other kids your age. You see the other tribute of your district and wonder how they're feeling. Maybe better than you, maybe not. You're then hauled into the train and the doors close behind you. You're now out of the public eye. The train takes off with speed, you're now on your way to the Capitol – and possibly your death too. Congratulations to you, tribute of the 40th Annual Hunger Games. [/table]
Call me what you'd like, if it would so satisfy your need to put someone down for the day, but I recently had a revelation - and it was about Squirtle. I had never really thought about its name, it just seemed like a name, but I was thinking about it again, so: Spoiler
Don't worry, I still am too, even after seeing this. But it helps to know that not everyone is bad.
I realized just how organized and well-run and active KHV is. plz dnt eva change. Because that would be horrid, all of the other places are as if the zompocolyps came upon them.
And you're tied to a bed. You're mind is pretty foggy at the moment and you have no idea what's going on. Now would be a good time to rub the sleep out of your eyes, you reach for your face. Ow, that was your wrists - wait, what the hell? You realized you're bound to the bed by your wrists. Now, you're completely awake. You're also completely nude. ❝W h a t will you do?❞ ♐ Observe the room ♐ Observe your situation ♐ Go back to sleep
The OOC Thread ══════════════════════════════ Story [TABLE="width: 950, align: center"] For many, many centuries, parents have woven the tale of a magical and wonderful man, a man in a red suit and a very white beard. On one very special night, this man circles the entire globe, giving out presents to the good children of the world who deserved it, and then leaving coal in the stockings of the children who were bad. This man, many have debated, is not real. Perhaps he was once real, a verylong time ago; the man St. Nicholas, and from there, the story evolved. Many say, these days, that the very special night that gifts were given has become a commercial event, a chance to earn profit,and many have seen chance in that and have taken advantage of it. Others have treasured the time as one for family and friends, for gathering, joy, and happiness. However, there is the night before this momentous occasion, the Eve. For years, perhaps centuries, no one knows, something very magical has happened on the Eve. A mysterious train that only a few handfuls ofpeople alive today have seen appears in the neighborhoods of children to take them on a journey, a journey to a place where only children believe in. To the day they grow up, they always believe and continue to urge their own children to believe, believe always. The powerful locomotive is dubbed The Polar Express, and every year on the Eve, it makes its journey to the North Pole to see Santa Claus. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 700, align: center"] • This is a PG-rated role-play, and you are among children, this is not a teenager kind of thing, all foul language will be kept at an absolute minimum, if existent at all. • There is absolutely no intense romance of any kind. Innocent hugs, kisses, small crushes at the very most. • No less than four sentences per post • If you have read all of the rules, please add on to your post, in #78a7a7, “Believeâ€. • No godmoddery is allowed • I will godmod to the RP's content to move things along, times will be continuously changing and only I will completely change and create major events • This roleplay requires dedication, because since it simply takes place over one night, I will not see it go unfinished. I will be contacting participants of said roleplay so we can get this done. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 700, align: center"] Train Conductor [played by Saxima] This is the man behind the Polar Express, he is the one who keeps the locomotive running smoothly and on time, he takes care of all of the children and tends to their needs as they come. He is a very sternman on the surface, but spend enough time with him and you'll find he's quite whimsical and kind. He firmly believes in the magic andwill stand by it. Santa Claus [played by TwilightBlader]The jolly old man himself, he won't actually make an appearance until towards the end of the role-play, and trust me – this RP will get to the end. Each year, one very special child will receive the first gift of Christmas, and this is for Santa to choose who he deems most worthy. [/TABLE] Opening [TABLE="width: 950, align: center"] On this night, one very special night to many children, a little girl lies in her bed, half-asleep. Many children are as she is, breathing slowly and silently, some actually sleeping deeply, others waiting for a sound they nearly thought they would never hear. The sounding of a man who travels the whole world in one night, handing out gifts to the good little boy sand girls, the sound of Santa's sleigh. Tick tock tick tock tick tock . . . The moving second hand sounded throughout a room of many colors, mostly blues and browns, with some oranges and pinks dashed here and there. Glitterin gstars hung from the ceiling above of different sizes and some of different shapes, and on the surrounding walls where shelves littered with various trinkets and snow globes and small toys and small stuffed animals. All of these differing objects were slightly illuminated by the only light source in the room, albeit a very small one. In the corner, just a few inches from the door, was a small andrather charming Christmas tree, decorated with ornaments of snowmen, ballerinas, snowflakes and so on. Atop the tree was a glowing star,radiating dimly as to not torment the eyes of anyone who looked at it, especially not one sleeping little girl on the other side of theroom. In the bed, under a layer of orange and pink covers, was a mess of brown hair, trying to keep its breathing steady and silent, as to not deter its hearing. The covers were shifted slightly and the forehead of a young girl wasrevealed. She was only half-asleep, listening to the ticking of her clock and something that she was afraid she would never hear. The only words of “truth†that she had to go on was that of her mother and father, who had always, since she was little told her that he was real. He was a jolly old man who flew around the entire world in one night, and he gave gifts to all of the good children. But how could he do all of that? She had never seen him before, putting gifts under her Christmas tree. Mother always told her that he wouldn't come unless she was asleep – but how would he know if she were asleep or not? Tick tock tick tock tick tock . . . Maybe it was possible. As slowly and carefully as possible, the little girl turned on her side to look out the window, continuing to sit on her own thoughts. Just a few moments later, she could hear the coming of her parents voices towards her room. Quickly, just as she had done many times, the little girl fell into the facade of a deep and peaceful sleep, just in time for her door to meekly creak open. “Aw, look at her, already tuckeredout,†came the voice of her mother, “She's really excited for the morning.†Herfather sighed, “Yes . . . However, her excitement just doesn't like her up like it used to. She used to bounce all over the house before we could get her to go to sleep.†When came her mother's voice again, she could hear the frown, “Do you think it's nearly time?†“Every child stops believing eventually.†her father surmised with another sigh, “We can only hope that she'll dream for just a little while longer.†What were they talking about? The child tried impossibly hard to keep herself from making any sort of facial expression, and almost failed.She was caught off guard when she felt the soft and warmness of her mother's lips pressed gently across her cheek, and then her father'swarm and strong hand graced over her forehead, mussing some hair out of her small face. Just a few moments later, her door clicked close and she was left with onlythe ticking of her clock. Sometimes, it was a sound she would focus on to lull herself to sleep on the nights she was unable; other nights, it was a pest that wouldn't keep quiet when she wanted it to so she could sleep. Tick tock tick tock tick tock . . . Right now, it was helping her stay up. She wanted to see the man with her own eyes . .. Was he really real? A breath escaped her tiny pink lips and she relaxed once more. Only . . . . . . The ticking of her clock, it stopped. Her brown eyes opened and she sat up slightly, her elbow propping up her person, and then looked at the blue clock. The second hand was stopped on the twelve – it was 11:55. Just as she had noted the time, things began shaking. It was a subtle thing at first, hardly noticeable, then it grew and grew. The stars dangling from her ceiling began to shake nearly uncontrollably, she thought they were going to fall. Objects on the shelves began dancing around crazily, some making their way off of the edge. In a scare,she sat up completely and watched as things became chaotic in her room – she though there was an earthquake! Swiftly hopping out of her bed, she looked out her window to try and find the source of the near-violent shaking. Right as her eyes peered out the window, a blinding light shown from the snowy outside, causing her to take a few abrupt steps back, nearly falling onto her bed. The light flashed and flashed, and over and over again. An impossibly loud whistle sounded – and it sounded like that of a locomotive. She dashed out of her bed once again to get a better view out the window, and then she was it – a train, and a huge one at that. Gasping, the little girl turned on her toes and yanked her long white coat from the door knob and put on her slippers before dashing out the room and jetting down the stairs. As forcefully and quietly as she could, she threw open her front door to see the long, very long train pulling up down her snowy street. Her face grew into wonder and surprise, she had never really seen a train before in real life, and wondered why there was one off the rail tracks. Slowly, she ventured towards it. [/TABLE] This is now the point of introduction for only the in-train characters
This has just kinda been sitting in my User CP untouched or not updated for a long time . . . I thought it could use a good revival.
The Dress-Up Contest! Round IX The winner of the eighth round muff monkey with her entry, Elisabeth: Spoiler Make sure to congratulate her, and we'll eventually get around to giving her something for her win. This round's game:Ocean Fashion __________________ Rules[TABLE="width: 775, align: center"] In terms of appropriateness, that can range very widely. For the game we choose, you should be able to define what's appropriate and what's not. There is no trolling in these contests, respect everyone and don't ****** on anyone's design. There will be disqualifications for that. Put some effort into it! If you entered, you entered for a reason, right? We wanna see some amazing things! You are only allowed one entry per contest, depending on what game it is, two could be possible When you submit your entry, please put it in spoiler tags, that way we don't have images all over the freaking place. For your entry, take a screenshot and size it down to where only the game can be scene, that way were not having large images all over the place. Have fun with it, be creative! Dress-up games are the perfect way to unleash your inner little girl! [lol] Take this chance because that's usually not accepted in today's society! You're NOT allowed to vote for your own entry! Don't be a narcissist, or . . . whatever. The poll will display voters from her on out. Please don't try and get people to vote for your entry outside of the thread, it's tacky and kinda asshole-ish, and I don't want people coming to me and saying that they think an entrant is fixing the contest. -_- Please try to make ALL entries as clear and as high quality as possible, DO NOT print the entire screen, DO NOT resize or stretch the images, and all of that good stuff, thanks~ [/TABLE] Entrants Cat~ Trixie Spoiler tale_wind Sandra Spoiler ~Acy_XIII~ Cinesra Spoiler Loxare Simone Spoiler Midnight Star Anna Spoiler Sophie Corallia Spoiler Makaze Miria Spoiler Dinny Grayson Sheina Spoiler
I had real people at my house - and bonus THEY WERE FRIENDS. /forever alone
The Roleplay ══════════════════════════════ Story [TABLE="width: 950, align: center"] For many, many centuries, parents have woven the tale of a magical and wonderful man, a man in a red suit and a very white beard. On one very special night, this man circles the entire globe, giving out presents to the good children of the world who deserved it, and then leaving coal in the stockings of the children who were bad. This man, many have debated, is not real. Perhaps he was once real, a verylong time ago; the man St. Nicholas, and from there, the story evolved. Many say, these days, that the very special night that gifts were given has become a commercial event, a chance to earn profit,and many have seen chance in that and have taken advantage of it. Others have treasured the time as one for family and friends, for gathering, joy, and happiness. However, there is the night before this momentous occasion, the Eve. For years, perhaps centuries, no one knows, something very magical has happened on the Eve. A mysterious train that only a few handfuls ofpeople alive today have seen appears in the neighborhoods of children to take them on a journey, a journey to a place where only children believe in. To the day they grow up, they always believe and continue to urge their own children to believe, believe always. The powerful locomotive is dubbed The Polar Express, and every year on the Eve, it makes its journey to the North Pole to see Santa Claus. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 700, align: center"] • This is a PG-rated role-play, and you are among children, this is not a teenager kind of thing, all foul language will be kept at an absolute minimum, if existent at all. • There is absolutely no intense romance of any kind. Innocent hugs, kisses, small crushes at the very most. • No less than four sentences per post • If you have read all of the rules, please add on to your post, in #78a7a7, “Believe”. • No godmoddery is allowed • I will godmod to the RP's content to move things along, times will be continuously changing and only I will completely change and create major events • This roleplay requires dedication, because since it simply takes place over one night, I will not see it go unfinished. I will be contacting participants of said roleplay so we can get this done. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 700, align: center"] Train Conductor [played by Saxima] This is the man behind the Polar Express, he is the one who keeps the locomotive running smoothly and on time, he takes care of all of the children and tends to their needs as they come. He is a very sternman on the surface, but spend enough time with him and you'll find he's quite whimsical and kind. He firmly believes in the magic andwill stand by it. Santa Claus [played by TwilightBlader]The jolly old man himself, he won't actually make an appearance until towards the end of the role-play, and trust me – this RP will get to the end. Each year, one very special child will receive the first gift of Christmas, and this is for Santa to choose who he deems most worthy. [/TABLE] [TABLE="width: 500, align: center"] Username: Name: Age: [between 8 and 14] Gender: Appearance: Personality: In one word, describe a negative aspect of yourself: [i.e. doubter, know-it-all, some sort of fault to your child character] [send this single word to me in a PM] [/TABLE] Accepted OCs [TABLE="width: 600, align: center"] Username: Saxima Name: Sophia Carmine Age: 10 Gender: Female Appearance: Here. Personality: For a long time now, Sophia has always been a quiet and studious girl, always doing what her mom and dad told her to because she always wanted to be a good girl. She always loved the stories about Santa and the tooth fairy and the Easter Bunny, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she always wondered about the mechanics of such beings existing. She didn't really believe in magic, and knew that there was a logical explanation to pretty much everything. Her parents, however, always wanted to continue to believe in the magic that were these people who brought and spread happiness to children. ═════════════ Username: Soap Name: Taylor Hart Age: 11 Gender: Male Appearance: 4'7", short brown hair, right knee-cap is broken. Since this will be taking place at night, pj's would be for me, basketball shorts, plain white-t. Personality: Fun playful guy, the clown of the group, energetic ═════════════ Username: Dinny Grayson Name: Rain Wu Age: 9 Gender: female Appearance: Here. Personality: Rain strongly believes in many things like fairies, ghosts, the tooth fairy, elves and of course, Santa Clause. She is very curious and tends to ask questions but not really caring much for the answers. She is quite talkative - especially to her teddy bear who answers her mentally. ═════════════ Username: TwilightBlader Name: Seth Walker Age: 13 Gender: Male Appearance: Here. Personality: Seth is one who is quiet and keeps his thoughts too himself due to shyness. What he likes is to see other have a fun time and likes to be a part of the fun (which his shyness prevents him from sometimes). ═════════════ Username: Firekeyblade Name: Sammy Feng Age: 10 Gender: Female Appearance: Long black hair. She wears a long sleeved shirt and spandex pants to sleep during the winter. It's comfortable. Personality: She is very quiet but also can be very loud and talkative. She would like to believe she is a clever and smart child. She's not that sure about the existence of Santa Claus, but she does agree that it would be pretty cool if he was real. ═════════════ Username: Midnight Star Name: Ashley Rider Age: 11 Gender: Female Appearance: Here. Personality: Ashley is really confident, she loves to have adventures and see everything. She's forever curious about everything and won't hesitate to go find out what she doesn't know. She always has a cheeky smile on her face and is on the lookout for fun. ═════════════ Username: Master of Keyblades Name: Jayden Richards Age: 12 Gender: Male Appearance: Here. Personality: While most of the time he's quiet, to those who get to know him they'll find that he's really a fun-loving guy. ═════════════ Username: Itachilives741 Name: Thomas Westen Age: 9 Gender: Male Appearance: Here. Personality: His parents are divorced and doesn't like Christmas as his parents both want him with them. Doesn't know what to think about Santa. Quite but smart for his age. [/TABLE]
I wish I were going back home, but I'm going on an orchestra trip with my friends. Bus ride: twelve hours Pros: Free wifi, electrical outlets, pajamas Cons: Cold as ****, might be bored to hell, and some of the people who are going, I really don't like But yeah, this should be great.
Guess what I have ~ ? ♥♥♥
Considering all of these "Wtf are you?" threads, I thought it would be interesting to see what all of you thought about which deadly sin is yours? For those of you who don't know, these are the Seven Deadly Sins: Pride Gluttony Envy Lust Wrath Greed Sloth Which one do you think fits you the best, or which one do you think youcommit the most, or etc, w/e, and why?
Dress-Up Contest VIII • Princess Maker • Voting The Dress-Up Contest! Round IV The winner of the seventh round Kelly with her entry, Dehlilah: Spoiler Make sure to congratulate her, and we'll eventually get around to giving her something for her win. This round's game Princess Maker __________________Rules In terms of appropriateness, that can range very widely. For the game we choose, you should be able to define what's appropriate and what's not. There is no trolling in these contests, respect everyone and don't ****** on anyone's design. There will be disqualifications for that. Put some effort into it! If you entered, you entered for a reason, right? We wanna see some amazing things! You are only allowed one entry per contest, depending on what game it is, two could be possible When you submit your entry, please put it in spoiler tags, that way we don't have images all over the freaking place. For your entry, take a screenshot and size it down to where only the game can be scene, that way were not having large images all over the place. Have fun with it, be creative! Dress-up games are the perfect way to unleash your inner little girl! [lol] Take this chance because that's usually not accepted in today's society! You're NOT allowed to vote for your own entry! Don't be a narcissist, or . . . whatever. The poll will display voters from her on out. Please don't try and get people to vote for your entry outside of the thread, it's tacky and kinda asshole-ish, and I don't want people coming to me and saying that they think an entrant is fixing the contest. -_- Please try to make ALL entries as clear and as high quality as possible, DO NOT print the entire screen, DO NOT resize or stretch the images, and all of that good stuff, thanks~ Entrants Username: Makaze Doll's Name: Marisa Spoiler Username: muff monkey Doll's Name: Elisabeth Spoiler Username: Lilith Doll's Name: Rose Lee Spoiler Username: Loxare Doll's name: Adalaide Spoiler Username: Chibiwings Doll's Name: Zoe Spoiler
I was thinking a little about it this morning, and I realized that a lot of the people I dislike . . . well, I can't remember how I've come to dislike them. We all have people we dislike, but maybe sometimes, we don't know why or how we came to dislike them. Perhaps it's a certain quality of theirs, a certain tick, maybe a falter in their personality. What makes you no longer like someone, or never like them to begin with?
