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And Now I Write

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Ory's Little Shop of Character Art

Sorry never requested before D: that and I'm half awake right now :D

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Ory's Little Shop of Character Art

Hey Ory!

Could you draw a sketch of one of my characters, Delilah.

Appearance that I used for RP; but it's realistic.

Here's the description I used:

Written Description

Delilah's dark brown locks are curly and long to the point where they almost reach her waist. Most of the time she leaves it down but ties it up when she is gardening. Her cheeks are rosy and filled with life and her blue eyes are framed by her long eyelashes. Delilah is more on the short side, standing at only 5"2. She has a petite body type or as her father would have said "she's as skinny as a stick and as flat as a board". While she does occasionally wish she was better endowed or taller, she is rather comfortable with her body. Having a goddess as her mother was advantageous as she never had to deal with acne, scars, or other flaws on her skin.

Can I have it so she is sitting in a meadow filled with flowers on a sunny day.

Thanks beforehand!

I love you <3

And Now I Write

Under the Red Sun

The sun has been red for as long as I could remember. But my grandpa used to tell me that there was a time when the sun was supposed to be more yellow-ish and bright, and I cannot help but believe him.

According to him, the world was a lot different back then. The skies changed often, able to become a myriad of colors, ranging from gentle blues to vibrant oranges to gloomy greys.

“Blue skies! What nonsense!” my mother would grumble under her breath as she washed the dishes and the window let in a harsh red light that made her look more menacing than usual.

But my grandpa did not feel discouraged and never stopped telling me about the wonders of the world that once was. At least until the day he left us.

I wondered what kind of heaven was waiting for him up there. I hoped the skies were blue. Red just doesn’t seem right for Paradise.

And Now I Write

A Hollow House

There is nothing to describe in the world I am going to introduce you to. There are no skies with beautiful sunrises or dreary clouds. There are no tall, lean trees swaying in the wind or dirty, yellow shrubs withering on the desert sand. Instead, this world is the absence of all of the things that make up the world you know of. Why? Because it does not exist. At least not in our realm of reality.

Its existence lies within these words. Being constructed as each letter is added to the page like bricks. I am building a house that will always be hollow.

You can try to fill it with your feelings, your ideas, your opinions, but in the end, all of that will be washed away and the house will become anew, ready for its next guest. You may ask, "What about you, the creator, the writer, the world-maker?"

But even I cannot control or foresee what happens here, like God with his creation of man, because now we become observers of what once was ours. We can erase our work, elimination in attempt to seize back some of our power, but somewhere they still exist, lingering in the memories of the universe. And the universe never forgets.

And Now I Write

I usually don't do things like this. I like to share my writing pieces to my friends but I guess I can post it here too. It'll make it easier to find if they are all in one place anyway. Feel free to read them, or don't. I won't take it personally. Criticism is welcome though I might not listen to them. Thanks for stopping by!

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

Evan Whitman

Evan smiled weakly as his friends approached him and tried to comfort him. He appreciated their kindness but it only made him feel more insecure and embarrassed. "Alright... Thanks guys," he said in his usual quiet voice. He followed them back into the camp, hiding behind the other two in hopes of not drawing more attention to himself. He looked towards Cassandra once they have arrive, waiting for her to go get the splinter kit.

He took a seat on a conveniently placed stump, and stared down at this hands. 1...2..3... He counted 9 splinters total on both of his hands. He should have worn gloves. Or maybe he shouldn't have volunteered at all. He ended up only being a burden and didn't help at all. He sighed for who knows how many times today alone.

CLOSED

Corinthe Malakos &
Rozalia Éathliel &
Zeke Carter

Location: Lake
Interacting with: Each other

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"Uhm.. what?" Cori cleared her throat. Roze was very straightforward with these matters. Maybe it was time Cori learned something from her. She inhaled deeply before she made her decision. She nodded.
"You're the best Roze. Thanks." She hugged her friend. Damn was she nervous all of a sudden. She smiled sheepishly at Roze in expectation of the excuse she would choose.

Returning the hug from Cori, Roze couldn't help but chuckle. Damn. She should start up a match-making service or something.
Or, y'know, start applying her own advice to herself, because the horizon was depressingly bare when it came to partners.
"I''ll wait till blondie-boy comes back before making my excuses. Don't want to make our conspiring too obvious." She added with a chuckle. They had, after all, only just arrived.

Zeke had heard Roze call out for him when he was already on his way back from the first lap. His face was slightly flushed from the swimming and perhaps guilt/embarrassment of almost forgetting about them. "My bad, guys," he apologized once he was within speaking distance of them.

"This is nice. I've been stressed out lately and this helped get my mind off things," he admitted. "I still can't believe all the crazy shit that is going on around here."

"yeah.." Cori sighed in agreement. "And I thought discovering that this whole mythological universe coming to life for me was pretty surreal. I guess that was just the start of it.."

"Hmm..." Roze simply murmured her agreement to her friends thoughts, head tipping back to take a look at the sky. The sun was getting low in the sky now, with pink, orange and purple hues filtering through the blue. "Life has been crazy. I'm still glad I came here though; even though everyday is like one of those bad young-adult novels that gets turned into a shitty TV series..." She paused, glancing slyly at Cori before contiuing. "...one of which I just remembered I was going to watch. Tonight." At that she heaved a heavy, put-on sigh about her amde up TV show, and clabered out of the lake. Simply willing the water to fall from her body, she was dry and back in her own clothes in no time at all.

"Sorry about the let down Cori - but you know how bad I get when I don't feed my inner nerd. Zeke, I've told the water to stay off of your butt when I'm gone, but it may change it's mind at sometime, so don't blame me." Roze said to the both of them; and at that, picked up her bag, and began heading back towards the main campus, chuckling quietly to herself.

"Okay, see you later, Roze," Zeke called out to her as she left the two of them alone. He knew that Roze was really into her shows but he didn't think that she would just ditch them right there. Especially since they just arrived a few minutes ago.

Heeding Roze's warning, he decided to get out of the water and began to relax on the grass nearby. "I'm going to stay out here to be safe," he told Cori. "If you want you can stay out by the lake or you can join me. Whatever you want."

"Bye Roze! Be careful out there. you never know." Cori waved at her friend as she left.
So this was it.
She was not looking forward to this confrontation, but it had to happen. This was supposed to be a good thing, right? It could go well.. right? What would that even look like?
Cori climbed out of the water and sat down next to Zeke. "I think Imma join you here." She said with a careful smile.
They just sat there for a moment in silence. Then Cori took a deep breath.

"Zeke, look. I mean, the thing is.."

She cleared her throat... focus
"I have to tell you something."

Like a deer caught in the headlights of a truck, there was no escaping this now.

"I eh.."
And something inside her decided that the leap should be taken. She felt calm. Sure of herself. She looked in his eyes.

"I like you.

A lot."

The words had found their way. And regardless of what he was going to say, she was glad she had told him.

Zeke's mind was a little slow on the uptake. One.. Two... Three... "Cori likes me?"

For the past few weeks or so he was absolutely certain that she had a thing for Peter! Huh... Wait... Has she liked him for a while? Oh man, he was a complete bonehead. He began to look back at all the things that went down the times they hung out. Everything began to make sense now which was a rare occassion for the mega-jock.

"Wow... I always thought you were great but I didn't think you would... well... I never thought of the possibility of us... No, that makes it sound like I'm rejecting you. Uh.. no.. it's just wow. I... You're great! I always have a great time hanging out with you. So, if you really are okay with me and how stupid I am sometimes, we should ... I don't know. Start going out?"

Real smooth. Real smooth. Hard to believe he was such a smooth operator before this moment. Despite his temporary awkwardness, he was smiling and enjoying himself. And while he never really thought of them as a couple before, it kind of felt like it would work out when he thinks about it.

"You're definitely stupid if you didn't pick up on this before!" Surprised by her own reaction, Cori quickly put her hand on her mouth.
"I mean.. "
Cori had ran an entire speech in her mind for the scenario that she had thought to be most likely. That she knew that he was the popular jock and that she was weird and the he was Zeus' boy and she was Hades' child and that he liked Clarissa and that she knew all that but that she did like him anyway and.. well..
Things seemed to go a little different now.
"...you want to go out with me?" She smiled.

What else was to be said right now?

She scooched a little closer to him...and rested her head against his shoulder.

"yeah, you're stupid."
And she wrapped her arms around him.

"You're awesome. I'm awesome. Why not?" he said as he put one of his arms around her. "Just a warning, I'm not used to the whole relationship thing. Never been in one for too long, I have to admit."

Which was true. When was the last time he was in a serious relationship? He wouldn't want to hurt Cori since she was also a close friend of his. He hoped that he wouldn't screw things up with her, as a friend or a boyfriend.

His ego could not help but make him ask. "So why do you like me?" his eyes twinkled with mischief.

"Neither have I." said Cori in response to Zeke's relationship doubts. It uneased her that he was already struggling against this. Or well.. 't was just that she had hoped that it would be easy once she knew how he felt. But she wasn't really sure how he felt right now. He said sort of yes. But with a lot of thinking. Maybe she was overthinking all this as well again. "But we'll figure something out. No need to get ahead of ourselves. I'm just glad we're here now. like this.

Ha! Why do I like you? Well..you make me feel safe. You always know what to do and say. It's simple between us. We can have fun together. plus you're very cute. But I'm not going to blow up your ego all the way now." She winked at him.

"Thanks babe," he smiled as he was not expecting a real answer but appreciated it. He took the time to look at her more carefully for the first time. She was actually really beautiful. He used his free hand to play with her wet hair.

Not really saying much, he thought about what their relationship may lead to. Here he was, with an incredibly gorgeous girl, one that he has not really noticed until now. Was being in a relationship so soon the right thing to do? But maybe she was right. They could figure it out as they go along. These things took time right?

CLOSED

@Plank Sinatra, awww, Nah, you're the best!

Wolves of Red Lake Season One (Reboot)

Evan Whitman

Evan has been quiet but steadily followed the other two into the forest to get fire wood. He admired the tall trees with wide eyes. Billy and Cass were having their own conversation but Evan was too distracted by everything else. There were a lot of inspiration for things to sketch when he gets home. He soon realized he had zoned out and began to help out by collecting the wood that the other two have chopped up.

Evan was not very strong, but he managed to get a good armful of wood. However, upon picking one of them up, he managed to get a few splinters. He groaned to himself, hoping that the other two have not heard him. It was embarrassing to get hurt just by picking up sticks, but it really did hurt a lot. The pain had startled him and caused him to drop all of the pieces of wood that he was carrying. "Great..." he thought to himself."I'm so lame."

He winced as he tried to pull out one of the splinters by himself, admittedly looking incredibly lame. Curse his girly, delicate hands! It was impossible for his companions to not notice his pathetic suffering, though he really hoped that there was a chance that they did not see that.