I am slightly new at this, so some constructive criticism would be nice, but don't put things like 'You suck, stop writing!' thank you, I also came up with this idea at like midnight, im also super tired right now so sorry if its not the best.every ten chapters I will edit.
DISCLAIMER: Everything belongs to the wonderful Cassandra Clare, I own nothing but the plot.
Chapter 1: Clary's Art
Clary was in the living room of her apartment, talking to Simon, her best friend, and Magnus, her roommate. "Come on Biscuit, It's a good way to get more money, you can have any of our old cameras, and your shop already has a few people using it, which means they would probably watch you." Magnus says counting off each point on his fingers. Clary tosses her head back and groans.
After a minute Simon speaks up "And hasn't your brother told you to do it?" Clary picks her head up and glares at him "Yes, he has, but that's not the point, what if-"
"Yes, what if, don't worry about the what ifs, don't think about the negatives," Magnus interrupts her "They will consume you." He tells her, then gets up to go to his room, as if he just remembered something, he turned around "Presents are in your room." Then leaves, probably to record a new video of his.
Confused, Clary gets up to go to her room, once in there, she sees a large rapped up box. She cautiously opens it, in it is a Camera, a stand for said camera, a new drawing tablet, and a light. Eyes wide, she runs back to the living room to see that Simon left. She sighs then barges into Magnus's room.
He turns around "Oh, hello Biscuit. Like the gifts?" he says like he didn't spend a lot of money on her. "What the hell?" she hisses. Magnus frowns "I thought you would like it, what's the matter?" Clary stairs at him like he's insane "Are you crazy! You just spent a lot of money on me, and I didn't even want that's stuff!" then Clary looks down "Except maybe the drawing tablet." She mumbles.
He smiles "First, go make an account, then make a video, and lastly, I hope you realize that I'm live." Once Magnus said the last part her eyes went wide, and she darted out of his room and into her own.
She cleans her desk off, sets up her drawing tablet and transfers all her old drawings from her old one to her new one, sets up her camera and microphone that her brother got her, set up her light, and finally got her sketchbook out and opened it to a new page.
She quickly go's on her laptop and sets up an account on The Institute. The welcome video pops up "Hey, and welcome to The Institute, a place we're you can show your interests through videos and people can comment, like, love, and follow you!" Says the voice of the ever famous Golden Boy, "Hope to see you on the leaderboard soon!" and with a smile the video ends.
Clary sighs, and puts the laptop down, she walks up and turns on her camera, sits down in her chair and gets to work on her latest piece. Soon she ends up drawing an Angel on top of a building looking down at the world. Soon she inks and colors it.
Once that's done she pops her knuckles and stops her camera. Clary plugs in the camera to her laptop and edits the video. Soon she realizes that she has to do a voice over. So she writes everything she wants to say down and starts her voice over.
Once she gets done she merges the audio with the video. Takes a final aesthetic picture of here now finished piece and puts it at the end of her video. Now that everything is done, she uses her avatar from her shop and puts it up as her avatar on her new channel, and dose the same with the background. And finally uploads the video.
Clary sighs in relief, and gets up to stretch and check on Magnus. She lightly knocks on his door, and once she hears the "Come in, Biscuit!" she enters slowly, "Sorry about the outburst earlier." Magnus laughs, "Its fine Biscuit, I had a laugh once I read what people were saying, they thought we were dating!" he laughs again, and this time Clary joins in "I just wanted to say sorry, and that you were right."
"Of course I was right! I'm always right." He smiles, and then Pat's her on her head "Now, let's go shopping!" Clary laughs "You have a problem!" she says playfully "Let's go," she gives him a pointed look "but I'm olny going so I can get more art supplies, I will leave the clothes to you."
Magnus sighs in disappointment "Fine, but one of these days I will get you to break." He pokes her in the shoulder, gets up, grabs his wallet, and walks out with Clary dutifully following behind him
Reviews are wonderful, and I will try to respond to them, and if I can't I'll probably just respond on these little author notes.
If you haven't guessed already The Institute is like YouTube, so fun! I will also make something close to Instagram, Twitter, Patron, and Etsy.
Thats it for now, Toodles!