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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Hi, I know I said I'd finish it by Monday- but now there must be an analogy.


    Me waking up to my alarm, but shutting it off right away - is like me promising art, but never starting it
    My dad yelling at me to get up - is like how annoyed you guys might be getting
    And me missing school - is like how I'm missing my own deadlines.


    :) ok now that we've talked about Middle School enough, we can get back to art.



    Altogether;
    Really
    Tiring.


    (Acrostic poem :D)




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Anyway. I know- I've been procrastinating.
    And yes, I know it's wrong and bad and everyone here has been waiting very patiently, while I keep failing you guys. It makes me feel worse every time I miss my own deadline- it proves how bad I am at deadlines. I'm going to make it up to you.


    I, V*****a T*******llo solemnly swear to set aside Minecraft, xanje, iPod/Kindle, and any other thing that distracts me from art (apart from school stuff); until I am finished with all your art requests, and to do them to the best of my ability. This promise will begin in 5 minutes, so I can do some last-minute texting. bye.




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    Night of a Thousand Stars


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    Ic~





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    Ooc~ Aww its ok, take your time





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    [align=right][size=2pt]By XxCalmBeforeStormxX[/size]

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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    No no, I need to do this so I won't build stress. It's unhealthy to be too stressful




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    ~Computer Art Please~
    Subject(s): Packleader
    Species(I DO NOT do people, sorry): Wolf
    Description of subject(s): Packleader is a female white wolf with brown eyes.
    Subject(s') position/expression: Sitting pridefully
    Background(not optional; can't do transparent): A forest
    Props?: No
    Lines?: No
    Signature(Eagle or Vii, +any other specifications): Vii
    Other: A picture of Packleader if you need it.

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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Ok Zebrafoot, I have te background. Should I just add the cats in where I feel best?


    OOH MY GOOOOOOD ::)
    thank you for making a form ;D
    (It might take a month to get to, just saying; we ARE busy)




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Okay. Zebrafoot, can I go ahead and finish the cats?




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Great, I'll quote the form (again)
    Is silverclaw male or female?




    OOC*
    Fancypost derp XD





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Is that okay for me to base the color on? and is Silverclaw male or femme




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    OH MY GOD I'M DONE!
    [img width=510 height=340]http://www.chickensmoothie.com…ormat=auto&rev=1411157480[/img]

    Code
    1. [img]http://www.chickensmoothie.com/oekaki/image/image.php?id=2076804&size=large&format=auto&rev=1411157480[/img]


    Thank you so much for waiting so patiently! :D I finally finished!!!!! Forgot siggy, but who cares?!


    WHO'S NEXT?

    Me
    [mergedate]1411234817[/mergedate]

    Here is de form! :)

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    .The Simple Things have More Possibilities.



    IC*
    Icelight, did you know there are four other requests before yours?
    Anyway, just checking- you want the dragon's face, from the front, taking up most of the picture, with the baby dragon in the back?




    OOC*
    Nothing to say...





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    Doing
    [i]Playing WCRPG


    Thinking
    Bleh... Minecraft
    Eating
    Nothing
    Mood
    Tired of all life's sh*t
    Muse
    7/10
    Activity
    5/10
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    [spoiler=Sparrows, an original poem by: .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ]

    [font=Lucida Handwriting]Sparrows


    I wake every morn' and sit at my window,
    Watching the sparrows sing
    Their sweet songs of happiness and love
    That never seem to find me


    The sparrows warm my heart
    And fill my yearning for company
    And every morning I restart
    Their beautiful songs of harmony


    But songs are not as real
    As true love is
    Or as the joy of revealing
    One's sadness to a friend
    Who loves and cares for you.


    But I have found my own sparrow
    In a world not meant for my presence
    Where I can run across the plain, fast as an arrow-
    Where the sky and the wind call my name.


    Here, I hunt the sparrows
    And I mourn at the ending of their song
    But in this world of freedom,
    I have found a sparrow of my own.


    This sparrow is you, my dear-
    You are the sparrow that I awaken to see each morn,
    The sparrow that fills my lonely heart with joyful song,
    The sparrow that plays the melody
    In my half-completed duet.


    [size=13pt][font=Harrington][color=yellow]Come, Lightpelt. Be my sparrow.


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    The post was edited 1 time, last by .:Eαgℓєѕтαя тнє Wιѕє:. ().