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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform:;]yEAH

EITHER SVA OR UCLA OR FIDM

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]sva is the school of visual arts
http://www.sva.edu
ucla is the university of california in los angeles that has an amazing film program
http://ucla.edu
fidm is fashion institute for design and merchandising which has a good photography program. c:
http://fidm.edu

i wanna draw like cartoon stuff/ anime but idk

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]"O-okay....Um....A evergreen tree. The ones with the leaves that hold a lot of snow..." Joey said, thinking of the name of the tree. "A-and a river.... with a shore made of rocks..."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Dr. Clay walked to Will and examined him. "He's not having a nightmare. His brain is trying to purge the bad memories. It's not working very well... If he wakes up from a PTSD attack and he sees you, the chances of him dying of fright could easily sky rocket. At this point he still sees you as a threat, and no one has convinced him that he's not hallucinating. He will be scared of you if you are here when he wakes up. Please Prince Octavian, I will save him. You have my word that he will be okay." Dr. Clay explained, his gaze flicking from Octavian to Will.

I meanwhile kept seeing things flash back and forth in my vision. The blood. His eyes. The werewolf version of him. I couldn't shake them, but it appeared like something inside of me was trying to.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Joey's eyes flicked back and forth from Daniel's sketchpad to his own as he tried to mimic the lines that his step-father seemed to draw with incredible ease. As he did this, his tongue poked out from the side of his mouth, a sign that he was concentrating. He made sure to draw light and the lines that he drew were almost the same as Daniel's, only Joey's were a little more...sloppy. The obvious work of a new artist.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Okay, so there's this fc for this guy, and I really wanna use him for a new character but I have absolutely no idea what his name is. Can anyone id him? Thank you! :)

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Dr. Clay crouched down and stuck a needle into my neck before pressing the plunger down and sending a silver liquid into my veins.

As every memory came back all at once, from the attack, from seeing 8, from the hallucination, I lurched up, panting and thrashingg against my restraints. "William, calm down." Dr. Clay said calmly. "WHAT?! WHERE AM I?! WHATS GOING ON?!" I said, panic flowing through me. "It's okay William. I had to sedate you because you were hallucinating." Dr. Clay said. "H-hallucinating?" I asked. "You were hallucinating that Octavian was attacking you. It wasn't real." Dr Clay explained. I felt his scent waft into my nose. "Wh-where is he?"

"Octavian I'm assuming is in his study. He seemed busted up at the fact that he might kill you if you weren't stable. He wants you to go through some therapy so your PTSD won't get worse." Dr Clay said. "I-I have PTSD? from what?" I said. "When he attacked you, in the gardens." Dr. Clay said. "B-but....that wasn't his fault!"

"It's regardless William. You have to do it."

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Joey concentrated much harder and lowered his gaze until he was practically touching the paper with his nose. His lines weren't certainly as good as Daniel's, but now he could sort of put the picture together. He could see the environment slowly starting to come together.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Shiloh hung his head a little more. "Y-yeah....I guess you're right. I trust you." Those words were strong words, coming from Shiloh. Shiloh was a gemini, and a big part of his personality was to give out false trust and confidence in people to maintain his social status as the happy go lucky guy that everyone liked. But this time? It was genuine. He actually trusted Rowan and knew that he'd make it better. He always did.

Shiloh nuzzled a little big closer to his friend and put his head on his shoulder as well. A bright idea came to his mind, and without filtering, it came out. "Can I call you puppy?"

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Okay. You guys need to watch this video. It's such a good animation and I love the story behind it, gah it's so cute o3o

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]that art style is my goals
like
i need it

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]How shall we start? <3

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Maybe Eric sleeping and Ed comes and brutally wakes him up XD

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Eric's mom would definitely be here for that. XD Alrighty! It's settled! I'll post first!

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punki and i have been talking for days

and because of a song that i suggested

she coded a camp.

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color; text-transform: lowercase;]Joey finished sketching a line and then set his sketchpad on the coffee table, backing up a little so that Daniel could see it. His environment wasn't as good as Daniel's, mainly because Daniel probably had his whole life to work on his art, whereas Joey only had several minutes. "Th-this..." he practically squeaked.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; margin-top:-10px; width:500px; font-size: 11px;]Snoring sounds resonated from the young boy's bed as he was buried under the covers. Eric Davenport was sleeping. The Japanese boy had a sleepover the previous evening with his best friend Ed, pretty much forced into it by his mother. His mother loved Ed almost like he was his own son, and even Eric got a little skeptical sometimes if it was he who was the son of his mother, or Ed.

The sleepover had started when the two boys had gotten home from school. Ed always came over after school, maybe to chill for a little while and work on their homework together -- which never ended up getting done because Ed was a chatter box -- and then Ed would go home to attend to his own business. But this time, his mother thought she'd spice it up. Ed then stayed for dinner, a horror movie with the family, and then stayed up until the wee hours with Eric. Eric fell asleep first, as he never really stayed up that late. Now, the asian boy was curled up in his warm bed, sleeping peacefully.

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[size=6pt]▲ polaroid

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; margin-top:-10px; width:500px; font-size: 11px;]Eric had never screamed so loud. The boy shot up out of bed and his hands flew out. Before he knew it, he had started poor Ed's pants on fire. "HOLY F*CKING S*IT EDWARD F*CKING QUAILER! GODDAMMIT YOU F*CKING IDIOT!" The boy screamed in Japanese. His eyes lit up with anger and they turned orange. Eric darted into his bathroom, dragging Ed along with him and cursing in japanese. He turned on the water in the bathtub. "Get the f*CK IN THE BATHTUB!"