Anyway- I've been looking at the whole art contest thing. I'm working on Kamiki for Kamiki and Sabin's art contest. Got to finish it later. sweatdrop But if I do win- which I probably won't-, I dunno if I'd even know who to do a GMFC appointment with. It sounds fun though. xd
Breedings are becoming a lot easier. Until I'm completely satisfied with how I do them, I'll stay at three slots until otherwise noted. I'm getting the hang of breeding.
Here's just something I'm bored so I'm writing.
Pash
Pash quietly crept through the open doors of the lodge. The cool air had already drifted into the vicinity, and was making its home there. The doors seemed to have been opened for hours, but no one seemed to notice. Could something have been wrong? "Hello?" Pash whispered, glancing around. Everyone seemed to be talking, but their words didn't make any sense.
And here's something else I'm working on.
Ashlyn
Ashlyn sighed. Was it her fault her parents booted her out of their house? She never did anything wrong, always tried to be a good little girl. But each day situations got worse.
Her hair was a tangle of knots and never stayed straight, and throughout her whole entire life it had never been this messy. This was a con of being poor. Her life was an entire mess. She got a job in the military career track- it had the best pay. Three-hundred fifty dollars per day was enough to support herself.
But each day Ashlyn came home work work, she ached, was tired, and needed to take a shower. She soon met a firefighter named Armando, who saved her from a fire in her house. He wasn't the worst kind of guy you'd meet, he was actually quite nice if you were on the same topic.
She talked to him every day, and soon had a deep relationship with him. She proposed engagement, but he rejected. Ashlyn was heartbroken. Wasn't he the best guy for her?
Days later she called him back up. He said he wasn't ready for the commitment. "When will you come over?" Ashlyn asked. She had enough money to finally get a nice hairdo and makeup, and it brightened her days. No more bad hairdays... "Well, when will you?"
"I'll be over there right now," He said. As soon as he hung up she turned to brushing her teeth, taking a shower, and catching up in her book. When he arrived, he proposed engagement. She was overjoyed.
They had a small wedding ceremony outside her house, and he brought in one thousand dollars. They couldn't do a lot with it, but they were detirmined to get him a job so they could earn more money.
Her hair was a tangle of knots and never stayed straight, and throughout her whole entire life it had never been this messy. This was a con of being poor. Her life was an entire mess. She got a job in the military career track- it had the best pay. Three-hundred fifty dollars per day was enough to support herself.
But each day Ashlyn came home work work, she ached, was tired, and needed to take a shower. She soon met a firefighter named Armando, who saved her from a fire in her house. He wasn't the worst kind of guy you'd meet, he was actually quite nice if you were on the same topic.
She talked to him every day, and soon had a deep relationship with him. She proposed engagement, but he rejected. Ashlyn was heartbroken. Wasn't he the best guy for her?
Days later she called him back up. He said he wasn't ready for the commitment. "When will you come over?" Ashlyn asked. She had enough money to finally get a nice hairdo and makeup, and it brightened her days. No more bad hairdays... "Well, when will you?"
"I'll be over there right now," He said. As soon as he hung up she turned to brushing her teeth, taking a shower, and catching up in her book. When he arrived, he proposed engagement. She was overjoyed.
They had a small wedding ceremony outside her house, and he brought in one thousand dollars. They couldn't do a lot with it, but they were detirmined to get him a job so they could earn more money.
