Harvest PokeMoon Art for WritersHarvest PokeMoon Art for the Writers~Harvest PokeMoon Art for Writers by Mriia
I have been in this group for over a year now, and I have noticed a few things!
We have a lot of wonderful characters here, wonderful artists and wonderful writers. We have such a variety of great characters, but I feel that some of them get left out. In particular, I mean the writers.
They have just as wonderful characters too!
But I so rarely see anyone draw their characters, or throw those beautifully written characters into the background of their art. I think that the Writers deserve to have a face for their characters! No matter how descriptive the writing, different people will interpret or see a character differently.
So here is what I want to do about that!
I want to work with the writers, to help give their characters the face that they see. So that they can have a reference of their characters, so that others will have a reference of those characters to pull from, so that maybe they won’t get left out
Carpet of Petals- Illuminating LightCarpet of Petals-Carpet of Petals- Illuminating Light by PickeBicke
(Just Before Closing)
It had been a bit of a whim of his. Putting lanterns up around the shop’s ceiling wasn’t something the florist would usually think about. But the recent weather from hell had thrown the entire building’s electricity into a constant fritz. Though he could cough up the cash to get everything re-wired and set up properly… fact was, he really couldn’t afford to shut down shop for however long it would take to fix things.
Not to mention it probably cost a crap-ton more than he could afford, anyway.
They were simple things, clear glass with a single flickering candle held snuggly inside. The local knickknack store had sold them for about three bucks each and since a pack of twelve tealight candles had only cost five bucks… Peter had made a split second decision to use them instead of any insufferable light bulbs.
He hadn’t realized how different everything looked without fluorescent lights. Each
HPM - Mining for the TotodileNikki headed over to Quinn's, her backpack ready with only the most essential things. She had... nothing really. What backpack could she carry? NONE! Cause she don't HAVE ONE! BAM!HPM - Mining for the Totodile by RocketMeowth
"Sis? You dome?" she asked as she knocked on the door and stood outside. She looked over at Woofs who was prepared to head out with her. This was something he wasn't about to miss no matter what!!
"I'm so excited, Woofs! Maybe we can find a Pokemon to keep as a pet! Maybe something to feep you company? Hmm?" she asked him with a chuckle and an excited smile.
Quinn had just finished packing up her backpack and was busily filling a few thermoses with homemade creamy tomato and potato soup for the mine~ When she heard the knock on her door, she quickly tucked the thermoses into her backpack and scampered out the door, closely followed by Sheldon. They were getting out of the house...HELL YES.
Popping out of her house like a daisy, she beamed at Nikki and nodded. "Yes! I'm ready~ I was bo
HPM: To be a HeartRotting shingles, chipped and worn from long use and age, laid nestled together beneath the light of a dawning day. They were stepped on, light toes, pale as a fresh corpse, crept over their ragged shapes with grace. The creature of the night was cautious in its decent along the aged rooftop. A chore she had no interest in overseeing till water should rain down into her abode.HPM: To be a Heart by ElfSama
She reached the edge of the precipice and faced it with the casual courage that came with a daily task. Over the corner she swung, fingers catching the ledge as toes hung over the sill of a second-story window she commonly swept in and out of. She was too short to reach the window as she was, but she carried little fear. Hands released and the masked figure dropped, but with a strong jerk known often to her muscles she caught herself at the sill with her hands. She clung for a second longer before heaving her light form up through the window into a room that soon began to glow and glitter.
It was littered with se
A Faire Day for a Renaissance Part 3Lazlo:A Faire Day for a Renaissance Part 3 by Emilee-Mae
He could understand her being sleepy, the culmination of everything they'd done that day was starting to weigh on his limbs some, too. A little bit of low-key entertainment before they headed home would be just the thing. She offered him some cider, which he accepted gratefully. "Yes please! I-it's a shame, but... I-I don't recall ever getting to finish my own." He smiled wryly, releasing her hand so he could take the tankard, swigging a good portion before passing it back. "S-sorry if I drank too much, I was th-thirstier than I realized."
Reaching the first aid tent, he opened the flap to a torchlit room, approaching one of the medics and showing her his hand gingerly. "I-I don't suppose you have s-something for this?" He asked, turning over the injured hand to show her the extent of the damage.
She tutted, resting it in her palms and testing each of the fingers. He winced when she moved it. "Say, you wouldn't happen to be the reason for an out
A Faire Day for a Renaissance Part 2Lazlo:A Faire Day for a Renaissance Part 2 by Emilee-Mae
"Th-thank you, m'lady," he responded, chuckling slightly. Lazlo clapped happily for JaiLi when her arrow lodged itself next to his, pulling out his next arrow. Hmm, only two left after this one. "I shall do my best!" He stood with his feet spread and tried to mimic the gesture from earlier, but only managed to get the arrow stuck on the far side of the hay-bale, nowhere near the target. He sighed. "I guess that was just a lucky shot, then." Ah well, it was to be expected seeing as he had never done archery before today.
"You'll get the next one." She reassured him. Notching her arrow, that apple was mocking her with its red sweetness. Maybe save her last arrow for it. She took aim at the target and drew ba-CK *SNAP!*
JaiLi gasped with surprise, her arrow lazily going in a weak arch and lodging just beyond the rope as her bow string broke at the bottom. "Ah!!" She cried out. "What the heck?!"
He sighed a