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 Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:25 pm
 Start date: October 25, 2O12
End date: November O1,2O12
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:29 pm
Rules
● Be nice. Don't discourage anyone and so on. Or else I won't let you play.
● You may not gift away Herla won from this contest.
● The gender is predetermined and cannot be changed.
● Insanity_Of_The_loveless and Thy Reaper will be judging this, but should we not be able to decide together, Poison Ivy Josephine will be our tiebreaker.
● Length for the entries doesn't really matter, but do try not to make it so long that it will take us 12 hours to read it.
● Above all: please, don't be a sore loser if you didn't win there is always next time.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:30 pm
Prompts
Prompt one: How did this happen?
Prompt two: You’ve wanted to grow all your life, and now, finally, you have what you’ve always wanted. Is it what you expected? What you’ve hoped and dreamed for? Or do you find yourself disappointed in this turn of events?
Prompt three: Tell us about this herla before it grew.
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Posted: Thu Oct 25, 2012 2:33 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2012 5:50 pm
Username: Of The Epidemic
Prompt: 2
Response: Alina stomped her hoof and grumbled. What was this nonsense? Why was everyone shying away from her or running in fear? Was she not lovely? Was she not beautiful, a lady to be marveled at? All the boys and girls should be falling over themselves to get to her, and instead they were running away or cowering in fear. She sat with a frown on her face glancing out across the flowers. What had happened? She had been so excited to grow up, had dreamed of it for years and now here she was all grown up but alone. When you grew up were you not supposed to find your prince charming? When she had been a mere foal people had taken care of her, had at least paid attention to her. She gave a sigh and hung her head, was she ugly? Could that be it? Would there be no prince charming for her because she had grown into a hideous beast? She stood then and ran to the nearest body of water to gaze at herself. She had never thought herself ugly, or beastly. Yet now that she gazed at herself more, perhaps there were some imperfections. Surely though it was nothing that couldn’t be overlooked right? She gave a soft noise of annoyance. Who did people think they were? She was beautiful and lovely! She was more than a fit princess, people just couldn’t see past the nose on their own faces! She would show these herla just how lovely she really was and they would respect her. This was her dream, damn it! She had longed for forever to grow and she wasn’t about to be let down by such trivial things as other herla! She would make them love her! Force them to see that she was worth their attention and they could not avoid her. She would show the world just how perfect she was!
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 7:29 pm
Disqualified due to incomplete form. Username: Mewsings of An Angel
Prompt: 3
Response:
WIP
You see me and run away. The babies whimper and hide behind their mothers, and the adults kick at me and tell me to leave. I am unwanted, a crude unwanted creature that causes Herla to shiver at my passing. I am but a fawn, yet I am a monster in their eyes. Ever since I came to exist
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:03 pm
Username: Hoshi Lockhart
Prompt: 2 & 3
Response: The woods were dark, concealing Filumena from the eyes of others. From their stares that she was naively interpreting wrongly. Before, the stares had been in confusion. Mostly from those who had seen her around and wondered at her young age even long after their own children or family members were all grown. She had to watch those her own age pushing little fawns of their own with their noses while she remained little. Those accusing stares, believing she must have done something horrible to keep her so little for so long as punishment for whatever it was. Too afraid to ask her the truth. Her views on things were messed up. Her hobbies...Different. It must naturally be something she had done to deserve this. What else could it be?
Filumena's mind matured while her body remained young. She understood that's what those stares meant. She was different in more than just the obvious way. She just didn't understand the stares now were mostly because she'd grown into a pretty little Herla.
In the pond's reflection she stared at herself, the moon and her pale fur allowing her to see herself. She didn't look any different. Her body was bigger, taller. That was about it. Nor did she feel any different. Was this really what she had pined over for so long? Was this all there was to being an adult? Being bigger?
Filumena snorted at her reflection, her red eyes narrowing in her disappointment over so many years wasted wishing for this. She was the same! Even her hair was the same length! Perhaps she should cut it...No wonder everyone stared. She was the same weird Herla they had always known.
The female had always traveled by darkness. There was something about the night that she loved. Not just because it hid her. But she found it beautiful. The sunlight burned her eyes. Made her too warm. The moon and stars gave just enough light to navigate by. She met few on her travels this way. Just the way she liked it. Even from a young age she had traveled and depended on herself.
The night-time also gave her perfect cover to poke around the leavings of the predators. With no one staring at her funny as she rearranged the bones to make the skeleton of the deceased for her to identify. To say a few prayers for the fallen once it was constructed as close to its original form as possible. Then she would dig a hole and bury it, return it back to the earth. Seeing the dead never made her sad or fearful.
Life was miserable. Death was peaceful.
But this, of course, was disturbing to most. When they would pass by and see her pushing bones around with her foot. Staring down intently at them. Saw her bright eyes staring out of the darkness.
Now her eyes stared down at her reflection as she tilted her head, letting her hair fall over one shoulder gracefully. Filumena heaved a sigh as she turned back to the shadows of the trees. It was done. Her wish had come true. There was no use wasting more of her life sulking about it. Like she'd wasted most of it desiring this.
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 11:53 pm
It took us a little while to decide which entry we liked the best, as they both had their good points and interesting views. This herla gives off a very creepy vibe to us and in the end, we felt that Hoshi Lockhart's entry was simply the one. Congratulations.
She's all yours now.
We'll be sending you the uncert for her fawn form sometime later today and you will have to wait the as long as it would take for her to get to her full adult stage before you will be granted her lovely growth.
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