Ava Blue

@elishavet-pidyon

Yeah… Idk how to explain it, when I think of him he feels like the teddy bear of my teenage years or something ; ( I just love him so much and he brought me so much comfort but I don’t feel excited to draw him like I used to

Aw thanks I’ll see if I can. As my style develops more into something I would want to use…[Read more]

@mineralizedwritings

I’m enjoying thinking of him growing up. It’s a little bittersweet.

Welcome! And if you do want to share some of your more recent style I’d love to see, whether it’s seeing old characters grow up or getting introduced to new ones. 🙂 Plus, seeing other’s styles develop is encouraging.

@rae

He looks good! His expression is so intense… Poor guy.

I wouldn’t worry about the earlobes. Asymmetry is a part of nature. Mine are uneven too! So it wasn’t a mistake, just accuracy. 😉

@elishavet-pidyon

hehe!
Yeah my characters tend to be close in age to me so I guess now that I’m older he looks older. Thanks!

@ellette-giselle

Dante

“I’m not a soldier.” He almost asked if they were taking the bus again, but he decided to shut his mouth before Rory decided to drop him on the sidewalk. He stayed silent and tried his best to be patient and trusting. Doing so felt almost as painful as his stab wound.

Melissa

The mossy stone walls gradually turned to tall hedges and the dirt past filled up with green grass as Mel traveled through the maze. She took random turns, not bothering to keep track of where she was.

Soon the passage opened up into a large grassy area, speckled with a few small trees. The clouds and mists were clearer here, and the sun…[Read more]

@rae

Time can pass while she’s in bed and Gabriel can do whatever he wants

Lucille

The warm mattress and sheets felt familiar and alien at once, after so much walking and uncertainty. Lucy rolled over a few times and held her face into her arms. The soft warmth held her above and pushed her adrift, so everything left her be.

@loopylin

HA. Thank you.

I suppose she’s literally in limbo until you choose to pull her out or the end of the world arrives.

Anyways, time for Mel now

@whalekeeper

Nice rhyming.

Yeah, there is a chance I don’t get back to her, which, in that case, I suppose would mean she is dead.

@loopylin

That reminds me, deaths never happen in these roleplays but they shouldn’t be so taboo. As long as it works, it’s just an AU.

@rae

Lucille

Lucy rubbed her knuckles into her eyes and then against the wall, unable to push the haze out of her head. This wasn’t the time to be tired. They had to get out, they had to keep walking.

She tried to voice her frustrations, but her words turned into a high-pitched groan. She took a step and stumbled into Gabriel’s arms where he knelt.

If I’m taking my charries out, I’m not doing it casually

@loopylin

Well you certainly scared me. My little sis will freak when I read that part out loud.

@whalekeeper

Lol iss fineeee. There’s a reverse basilisk somewhere. I just wanted to see if it was possible to scare Keilah’s charries hehe

@loopylin

The girl’s wide eyes dulled from silver to gray, and a final puff of air escaped her stone lips.

WAITWHATNO FELICITY

@keilah-h

Felicity

Something hissed behind Felicity, tickling the back of her neck with its cold breath.

“What iss this I’m hearing?”

Felicity spun to see a large, frilled reptilian head peering out at her from the bushes. Well, it was facing her, but its large eyes were closed tight. A large, clawed front leg emerged from the bushes, and t…[Read more]

@rae

That second to last paragraph was really good, I like the way you wrote it.

Lucille

Lucy dropped the hatchet on the floor and walked several paces, realizing that it wouldn’t be too good to fall on it. A kid in the east fields had fallen on his father’s ax two years ago and there had been many cautionary stories before that.

She slid to…[Read more]

@keilah-h

I also have some good ideas basing off Whaley’s poem.

Be my guest! I just riffed on what I remembered of the characters lol

@rae

Violent of the “kill everything” type.

XD Oh Gabriel, you force of nature

Lucille

Lucy peered out the window at the crows. “They’re real handsome birds when they’re not so close up.”

She eyed the room’s mantelpiece noticing a handle sticking from the ornate wood. It was a small silver hatchet. Without hesitation, she yanked it free of it…[Read more]