Aw shoot, my time was an hour off. Guess I'll be playing along for fun.
Busy with prepping my admissions portfolio for my program, and schoolwork, so i'm drawing, just not anything to fit the themes. Oh well! School is more killer than I was anticipating. uwu/
Aww, well we'd love it if you continued for fun, when you get a bit of a break! Good luck with schoolwork!
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Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:15 pm
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hello ?
Um, yes? Why are you quoting me?
Posted: Thu Jan 16, 2014 10:43 pm
WraythRose Darkthorn
eh, just if i was using the themes and applying Loki to it, then the skirt part of the carrot in a skirt made it Loki in a skirt. Something like that. rolleyes
lol, that's so random. Now I kinda wanna see that. xd
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 2:38 am
loved it too much to not refine it haha
Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 3:28 am
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kyaaaaaaaaaaaaa cryingheart so kawaii THANKYOUuuu!!
How do you do the spoiler thing again? Totally forgot!
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 9:49 am
Xelyn_X13
WraythRose Darkthorn
eh, just if i was using the themes and applying Loki to it, then the skirt part of the carrot in a skirt made it Loki in a skirt. Something like that. rolleyes
lol, that's so random. Now I kinda wanna see that. xd
He closed his eyes and imagined the ways it could happen--a meteor, the sun, radiation, zombies. He envisioned what his family would do when they realized that they were going to die. They would surely panic, run around in terror, cry, scream, say how much they loved each other, loved him. Maybe they would get on their knees and beg whatever god the moment had them believing in to spare their pathetic lives.
His mother, he figured, would be a mess of tears. She always did cry easily. Clay could almost see her now, in a corner with her arms hugging her legs to her chest, her face streaked with tears.
His father would try to be brave, but he was weak and would break down. He’d stop functioning completely.
His brother would look to Clay for help but would find none.
And what would Clay do?
Well, he thought he might laugh and maybe pray that he could see his family die before he himself died. Or maybe he’d put them all out of their misery before whatever disaster was coming could do it.