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Contest: For all you artists out there, this is for you!
Because of the new Image Manager feature, I need pictures to use as covers for Love Remains the Same, Violet Hill: A Pokemon Mystery Dungeon 3 Story, Last Train Home: A Platinum Nuzlocke, and Pictures of You: A Black Nuzlocke. The winners will receive an insanely long one shot of their choice, recognition for their cover art, and the use of their artwork on this site. Winners will be announced on the first of August.
You may enter more than once.
My ideas:
LAST TRAIN HOME: Odile in center, facing front, with mesprit (legendary pokemon of emotion) floating above her head; Damion to her right, facing the edge of the paper, with azelf (legendary pokemon of willpower) floating above his head; and Asher to her left, facing the edge of the paper, with uxie (legendary pokemon of knowledge) floating above his head.
PICTURES OF YOU: A close up of Lydia's eye, whichever colour you'd like, with the phrase 'Everything happens for a reason' written across the bottom.
VIOLET HILL: Against the background of a clock; Cooper in the center, holding her necklace; Gavin looking off into the distance. The words 'Respice Finem' should be written at the top with their translation, 'Look Back At The End', written at the bottom.
LOVE REMAINS THE SAME: … I have no ideas for this one, haha.
If you have alternate ideas for a cover, please PM me. Ideas would be positively loved!
REFERENCES:
For Gavin:
browse. /?qh=§ion=&q=meowth+gijinka#/d41sfx4
or
Type, 'meowth gijinka fancy deviantart' into Google and click on the result by *onisuu.
For Cooper:
browse. /?order=9&q=vulpix+gijinka&offset=72#/d1ny13t
or
Type, 'vulpix gijinka tagami-crown' into Google and click on the result by *Tagami-Crown.
For Odile:
?order=9&q=anime+girl&offset=24#/d1vdyyt
or
Type, 'cute anime girl altiz-studio' into Google and click on the result by ~altiz-studio.
For Asher:
Type 'Kaoru Hitachiin' into Google Images and some references will show up.
For Damion:
browse. /?qh=§ion=&q=peeta+# /d2k8cey
or
Type, 'Peeta Mellark graysee' into Google, and click on the DeviantART result by ~graysee.
-And that's it! Good luck, and may the odds be ever in your favour ; )
Question:
My Answer:
Characters: Something I thought of while watching the news.
Summary: Written in reverse.
Five Sides
There are five sides to every story.
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There is a static lull in the air.
The TV shows a reporter shuffling papers in her hand, reading the words off the page with her usual tone of impartiality. "Today we have received news that Gold Yuu's body was found today. He had been missing for five weeks, but hope still remained that he would be found alive. The sixteen-year-old was champion of the Johto region; the title has now been given back to Lance Wataru."
"Poor boy," says the mother, glancing up from her book.
"He's been missing for five weeks," points out the son. "It's not like it shocked anyone."
"Yeah, it's too bad." The dad stands up, and stretches. "Anyone want dessert?"
They all do, except for the daughter. She feels that it's disrespectful, somehow.
I mean, is it alright to keep living once you know that someone has died?
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There is an empty desk at school.
No one removes it, and no one can look away. It's just one of those things that can never go back to the way it was.
The eyes of classmates drill holes in the empty air where his head used to be, and sigh.
They wonder what they would tell him on that last day… if they knew that he wouldn't be coming back.
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"No!"
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but-"
"No!" Mrs. Yuu turns her back on the policeman, and sobs into her hands. "No, no, no-"
"I am sorry." He fights back the tears that want to join hers. 'Sorry' is what you say when you bump into someone on the street; 'sorry' is what you say when you lie, or hurt someone's feelings.
What do you say to someone whose only son has just been found dead?
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Time stumbles by on arthritic legs. On the third week, Silver finds Kris by the train tracks, crying.
"Kris…" he begins. He's never been good at being gentle. "He's not dead, you know. He's not stupid enough to get himself killed."
She shakes her head, tears glistening on her cheeks. "No, he is. He is."
"You can't know that-"
"I know it here!" she screams back at him, putting both hands to her heart. "I feel it in here, Silver."
The redhead looks away, choking back tears.
He can't disagree because he feels it there, too.
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"You know, if I disappeared I don't think anyone would care," remarks Gold, giving a lopsided little smile. He is dressed too lightly, in short sleeves and capris, and is already shivering. "Not really."
His starter gives a huff, shaking its head in disagreement. His trainer sighs, and tilts his head back to take a good look at Mt. Silver.
"Let's get climbing, shall we?"