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Contest *Deadline Changed*Objective
Design my ponysona, Soul Chord with a new mane and tail style
1st Place - 250 , two dolls of two pony OC characters with a base of their choice and one commissions off of my commission list
2nd Place - 100 and one commission off my commission list
3rd Place - 50 and a doll of one pony character with a base of their choice
August 8th ,2013 - Entries must be in by then
Yes only 2 days left but the 18th is way to long to wait until. I don't want to make everyone wait to long. Sorry guys~
Do not change anything on Soul besides her mane/tail
One entry per person
Bases are allowed
Must include a left, right and front view
Creepy Pasta x Reader Chapter 2A wave of intense fear washed over you. You were all too aware of who the voice belonged to.
"You're..." you could barely speak. You heard another snicker from somewhere in the room, causing you to back into a wall. You watched as a figure emerged from the darkness of your bedroom.
He had long tar colored hair that fell across his shoulders. He was wearing a white hoodie and black jeans. But that wasn't what made your heart stop. It was his face.....
His eyes had dark lines under them as if he had on heavy eyeliner and a wide grin was carved into his cheeks. He took a few steps closer. You knew not to make any sudden movements, so you just kept completely still. "Do you know who I am?" The boy asked playfully, an insane look in his eyes. You noticed that he had a sharp looking knife in his right hand.
"You're.... Jeff...." You whispered, trying to stay standing but your legs gave in. You started to collapse when you felt someone holding you up. "Hey. No fainting." Jef
Our DutyWe swallowed the path home
Because we were hungry,
Though starving is an ongoing
Story, an empty bag
Dancing in the streets,
Full of an unfastened voice
Walking through the house,
Wind unchained, heart admonished.
Heaven fills its eyes, crawls away,
That sleeping boat content to follow
The vacant waves, intervals
Of dying that we dare not interrupt,
And we watch the kind ear shrinking
From our charcoal docks; heaven
With a full stomach crawls away.
This is what we were put here for.
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