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Danielle wrote:

I felt like being nice since it's December and hold a competition for someone to win a manager!~

To enter the competition, dress up your doll in an outfit and write a story about it. But be creative! Maybe it is a painter in France or a magical being?

- Please make your story no longer than 300 words but more than 50 words.

- Please only enter once per person, not per account.

- There will be runner up prizes.

Post your entries here!
You have until the 20th.

~Get creative~

SugarBat is the Winner!

Made from mist and cherry blossoms, Zelle found herself finally. Her first life was tragic, war destroyed the earth.
As bombs hit her town, she laid in the cherry blossom trees. Not alone, the love of her life stared at her in complete agony knowing this would be the last to see her. The air poisoned their breath, and animals dropped.
Opening her eyes from light reflecting off water, she stared at the bright, beautiful sun. Tears of petals dropped from her face. She could feel the soft grass between her fingers, as the other fingers were filled with hers. She looked to her right side. Her love, she was asleep. Flowers covered her body and her skin was soft. She felt different; She finally felt alive for the first time.

Judging all your stories was really hard but I had to narrow it down to just one.
So, congratulations to SugarBat~

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whorelogram wrote:

she was the illegitimate child, thus left to rot in the basement. confined by her own thoughts and in a room so small, she doesn't know the difference between day and night, wrong or right. she doesn't know that you're not supposed to have knives and hammers as your favorite toys. she doesn't know anything. she's clueless; feral, animal-like.

she's lost. lost. lost.

and the only words she can say is "kill, kill, kill."

won't you play with her?

sorry this was so shit HAHAHAH omg

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Danielle wrote:

whorelogram wrote:

she was the illegitimate child, thus left to rot in the basement. confined by her own thoughts and in a room so small, she doesn't know the difference between day and night, wrong or right. she doesn't know that you're not supposed to have knives and hammers as your favorite toys. she doesn't know anything. she's clueless; feral, animal-like.

she's lost. lost. lost.

and the only words she can say is "kill, kill, kill."

won't you play with her?

sorry this was so shit HAHAHAH omg

You can make another one if you don't like it. There's heaps of time.

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Suchomimus wrote:

She never meant to do it, but she just couldn't take it anymore. She snapped. She killed her own mother. Sick of all the rules and judgement. There was blood everywhere. It even stained her beautiful blonde hair. She was covered head to toe. Her eye was stinging. She can't see. Her mother fought back. Stabbed her in the eye with a fork. But fighting was futile. She wears a mask to block out the stench of death. But it is still there. It will never go away. It will follow her forever. What will she do now? She never meant to do it.

ahaHAHA
I suck at writing, but at least I tried lmao

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Danielle wrote:
Geez these are all really gruesome so far.
where are the fairies and mermaids and flying people.

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a girl who love to kill all but she cant all day she kills she cant stop she hates all she kill her family she kills with her dog
all the kids who know who she is die she cry with joy as a kid she try to kill herself all day she was pretty and she got called fat slut and she cry and cried all day the kids needed to die so she kill and kill she was happy now she had lots of joy she is hell you cant kill her if you try you will die she kills 20k ppl in a day she has killed 15000k ppl she cant stop you cant stop her or she will stop you she will stop your life she was Stabbed she not die she lives on and on

I suck at writing, but at least I tried

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btw im going to make 2

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Danielle wrote:

pinklulu wrote:
btw im going to make 2

uhm? you can only enter 1. you can make as many as you want but you can only enter 1.

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Danielle wrote:

pinklulu wrote:
btw im going to make 2

uhm? you can only enter 1. you can make as many as you want but you can only enter 1.

I know just the 1 one is just gruesome but im not

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pinklulu wrote:

Danielle wrote:

pinklulu wrote:
btw im going to make 2

uhm? you can only enter 1. you can make as many as you want but you can only enter 1.

I know just the 1 one is just gruesome but im not

make one more

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Plague wrote:

Made from mist and cherry blossoms, Zelle found herself finally. Her first life was tragic, war destroyed the earth.
As bombs hit her town, she laid in the cherry blossom trees. Not alone, the love of her life stared at her in complete agony knowing this would be the last to see her. The air poisoned their breath, and animals dropped.
Opening her eyes from light reflecting off water, she stared at the bright, beautiful sun. Tears of petals dropped from her face. She could feel the soft grass between her fingers, as the other fingers were filled with hers. She looked to her right side. Her love, she was asleep. Flowers covered her body and her skin was soft. She felt different; She finally felt alive for the first time.

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KreeAutumn wrote:

Magical flying reindeer pull the Man in Red’s sleigh, right? Well, sort of. I’m a Tixi. We Tixium are magic, and we do fly (some of us better than others), but we’re not reindeer. Not anymore, anyway. Every year the Big Man selects a group of worth deer to be turned into and join the Tixium. Oh, it is a HUGE honor – Rudolph was the first, you know. Yeah, I know Rudolph, the one with the shine nose. Know ‘im – don’t like ‘im – but know ‘im. He thinks his all that and a ball of tinsel.

Anyway, enough about that showoff. The Tixium help guide Mr. Clause on his big night, but we don’t pull the sleigh. We help with anything and everything that needs doing. Let me tell you, having thumbs makes things a lot easier! Antlers, on the other hand, not so much. Don’t get me wrong, I love my antlers, but they do get caught on hanging lights, and everything else, quite often.

“But what about the elves?” you may be wondering. Yes, elves exist, and they do a lot around here, but have you ever seen an elf party. Probably not. Trust me, those happen often and those little guys can get pretty wild. The elves can always find something to celebrate, and when they do, they don’t get much done the next day.

Oh, I should probably introduce myself. Sorry, this is my first time doing a tour! I’m Rainy. I’m 464 years old, or about 16 in mortal years. I’m the first in my family, and one of the youngest reindeer, to be chosen to become a Tixium. My mom is very proud. What did I do to be chosen? I saved some partying elves from a polar bear, I think.

I thought I’d do something kinda Christmas-y. I got a bit carried away.

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harleybarbie98 wrote:

I thought I’d do something kinda Christmas-y. I got a bit carried away. <img src='/layout/nl/images/smileys/razz.png' alt=':p'>

hahahah, no its good. very creative.

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Aminah wrote:

At 20 degrees Celsius, Danielle was curled up with her 2 cats. Growing up, Danielle and her dad always loved animals and taking care of them. Atleast three times a week she and her dad would go visit an animal shelter or a petting zoo or even a barn. She had 6 pets back at home and was completely happy. But one day, her dad got charged with being involved in an animal massacre that took place. When Danielle found out this, she was shocked, hurt, and confused at the same time. From then on, Danielle always had sparks of doubt and fear inside her for her dad and felt uneasy around him. He kept apologizing over and over, refusing it to be true and claiming it a rumor. But it only made her drift farther and farther away from him. She eventually forgave him, until one day 2 of her pet ducklings went missing. She decided to remain calm, look all around the house and backyard, but couldn't find them. The next day, she went to her dad in tears and spilled about the whole situation. Her dad displayed a strange look on his face. Danielle kept yelling and crying at him, but he wouldn't budge.
"Dad, come on!! Whats wrong with you?!"
She looked at her dad one more time, bewildered, before she rushed out the door in hopes of finding the ducklings. She loved her pets like it was her own children. She put up posters on every tree and wall she could find. Her dad did nothing but stand around and look, but Danielle was much too focused on finding those ducklings. Dawn turned into dusk and Danielle went into despair. She knew that the temperature would turn to a freezing degree and the ducklings could die of coldness. She ran into her dad's room for the phone to call the animal rescue hotline, but froze in disgust when she saw a bloody axe peeking from under the bed. She almost couldn't believe her eyes. But suddenly, it smacked her in the face. The animal killing charges. The missing ducks. The suspicious acts. She ran into her room as fast as she can and packed whatever she could. "If he could kill an animal he could kill me" she thought. She was making her way to the back door when she heard faint footsteps approaching. She tried frantically to unlock the door but it wouldn't open. She took the situation in her own hands and started grabbing any nearby objects that could make as weapons. An ancient sword, a lasso from a cowboy show, ANYTHING. The footsteps got louder and louder. She slipped on her worn out rainboots and burst the door open with it. The door opened and she ran out, hurrying all of her pets out the door. She was ready to fight for her life and her pets lives too. To be continued....

HAHA OMG. I suck at writing but I hope you like this story.

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Michiko wrote:

I suck at this writing thingy and i can't put words to my thoughts so bye

Humans, what was that? And why the hell did i look like one. My whole life i've heard stories of how evil and greedy they where, how they played with your feelings and told you how great you where, how they break each other down to pieces like nothing had ever happened, therefore they could not be trusted. I didn't look like the others in my clan i didn't have pointy ears or a tail, i didn't have sharp teeth almost like fangs and i certainly did not have a heart so pure they said it where made out of gold. Mines more like a thick rock i can feel it but the purity weren't there. I am a long lost human on my journey to find the others and be a part of this evil world, i want to play to i want to help destroy it and i don't care who gets killed in the process.

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Danielle wrote:

Aminah wrote:

At 20 degrees Celsius, Danielle was curled up with her 2 cats. Growing up, Danielle and her dad always loved animals and taking care of them. Atleast three times a week she and her dad would go visit an animal shelter or a petting zoo or even a barn. She had 6 pets back at home and was completely happy. But one day, her dad got charged with being involved in an animal massacre that took place. When Danielle found out this, she was shocked, hurt, and confused at the same time. From then on, Danielle always had sparks of doubt and fear inside her for her dad and felt uneasy around him. He kept apologizing over and over, refusing it to be true and claiming it a rumor. But it only made her drift farther and farther away from him. She eventually forgave him, until one day 2 of her pet ducklings went missing. She decided to remain calm, look all around the house and backyard, but couldn't find them. The next day, she went to her dad in tears and spilled about the whole situation. Her dad displayed a strange look on his face. Danielle kept yelling and crying at him, but he wouldn't budge.
"Dad, come on!! Whats wrong with you?!"
She looked at her dad one more time, bewildered, before she rushed out the door in hopes of finding the ducklings. She loved her pets like it was her own children. She put up posters on every tree and wall she could find. Her dad did nothing but stand around and look, but Danielle was much too focused on finding those ducklings. Dawn turned into dusk and Danielle went into despair. She knew that the temperature would turn to a freezing degree and the ducklings could die of coldness. She ran into her dad's room for the phone to call the animal rescue hotline, but froze in disgust when she saw a bloody axe peeking from under the bed. She almost couldn't believe her eyes. But suddenly, it smacked her in the face. The animal killing charges. The missing ducks. The suspicious acts. She ran into her room as fast as she can and packed whatever she could. "If he could kill an animal he could kill me" she thought. She was making her way to the back door when she heard faint footsteps approaching. She tried frantically to unlock the door but it wouldn't open. She took the situation in her own hands and started grabbing any nearby objects that could make as weapons. An ancient sword, a lasso from a cowboy show, ANYTHING. The footsteps got louder and louder. She slipped on her worn out rainboots and burst the door open with it. The door opened and she ran out, hurrying all of her pets out the door. She was ready to fight for her life and her pets lives too. To be continued....

HAHA OMG. I suck at writing but I hope you like this story.

Using my name in the story are we? That's cute. (: