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fungirl123 on 12/31/2011 9:29:48 AM
Hey! I'm thinking of making a YouTube channel. Do you use editing? If so, what kind?
fungirl123 on 12/30/2011 7:31:03 PM
Can you post the link to your YouTube Channel on Calling all Writers? Thanks! I really want to see it!
fungirl123 on 12/30/2011 7:20:02 PM
Sorry I've been MIA but my parents took away my laptop (again :p)4 2 days (Apparently that's the only way they no how to ground me )but now that it's 12:00 my groundings over!
LexilicousCandy on 12/30/2011 12:04:42 AM
A blue vest, a new skirt, shower wash a lotion set, new hair straightener, my sister made me a blanket, loads of earrings, an "H" necklace, a picture frame with a picture of my BFF and I in it, a $50 Sephora giftcard, a new digital colorful alarm clock, a necklace holder, Just Dance 3, "17 Again", and I'm also going shopping to get some stuff on Thursday because its my brother's birthday and we always go shopping. So I get to exchange some stuff and get new stuff.
fungirl123 on 12/27/2011 5:33:32 PM
Meaning of your color and birthday!!
Don't cheat, If you are honest, this tells the truth. It's pretty good. Write your answers on a piece of paper,
and NO cheating!! The answers are at the bottom.
1. Which is your favorite color out of: red , black , blue , green , or yellow ?
2. Your first initial?
3. Your month of birth?
4. Which color do you like more, b ! lack or white?
5. Name of a person of the same sex as yours.
6. Your favorite number?
7. Do you like Flying or Driving more?
8. Do you like a lake or the ocean more? &n bsp;
9. Write down a wish (a realistic one).
When you're done, scroll down. (Don't cheat!)
1. If you choose:
Red - You are alert and your life is full of love.
Black - You are conservative and a ggress ive..
Green - Your soul is relaxed and you are laid back.
Blue- You are spontaneous and love kisses and affection from the ones you love..
Yellow -You are a very happy person and give good advice to those who are down.
2. If your initial is:
A-K You have a lot of love and friendships in your life.
L-R You try to enjoy your life to the maximum & your love life is soon to blossom.
S-Z You like to help others and your future love life looks very good.
3. If you were born in:
Jan-Mar: The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected.
Apri l-June: You will have a strong love relationship that will not last long but the memories will last forever.
July-Sep: You will have a great year and will experience a major life-changing experi en ! ce for the good.
Oct-Dec: Your love life will not be great , but ev entually you will find your soul mate.
4. If you chose:
Black: Your life will take on a different direction, it will seem hard at the time but will be the best thing for you, and you will be glad for the change.
White: You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.
5. This person is your best friend.
6. This is how many close friends you have in your lifetime.
7. If you chose:
Flying: You like adventure.
Driving: You are a laid back person.
8.. If you chose:
Lake : You are loyal to your friends and your lover and are very reserved.
Ocean: You are spontaneous and like to please people.
9. This wish will come true only if you send this to five people in one hour. Send it to ten people, and it will come true before your next birthday
cindy5218 on 12/27/2011 11:53:09 AM
You too! What did you get?
fungirl123 on 12/26/2011 10:37:03 AM
Haha, just wanted to let you know that you're an awesome writer! Just felt like saying it
fungirl123 on 12/23/2011 11:11:35 AM
I Like Reading Books Better Than Writing Them.
EddyKala on 12/22/2011 4:46:11 PM
Cool profile! I love all those tv shows! I can't wait for switched at birth and SLAT to come back on?
basketballcutie11 on 12/22/2011 10:02:34 AM
Your A Really Good Writer!
EddyKala on 12/21/2011 6:35:17 PM
The rain beat down relentlessly as Rayne ran down the alleyway, into the shaddy darkness that overtook the alley. She clutched the package tighter to her chest, swung open the door and let the cold,damp air envolope her.
"Your late", the voice hissed out in the darkness of the room. Rayne shook, placing the package in the table where he could snatch it with his icy, clammy fingers.
"I...I'm sorry", she replied shakily, wrapping her arms around her as her dark hair cascaded onto her face.
"Do you have it?", he hissed once more from the shadows.
Did he really think I would risk my life to come without it?
"Anubis", the man in the shadows called out harshly as the jackel strode out.Instantly, Rayne backed up, almost knocking into an old, musty bookcase in the process. He was sleek black, with a strong frame that intimidated her. The man laughed. Anubis went immediatly to the table, transforming into his human form was he walked. Rayne caught her breathe. He was the most gorgous boy she had ever seen. He looked about 17, with a pale complextion. Not the disgusting "been inside too long", but the one that seemed mysterious and perfect. He has tousled black hair with peircing blue eyes. He was wearing a jet black leather jacket with dark jeans, seemingly normal. Except for the fact that his ears somewhat stuck up like a dogs, and the way he watched Rayne, like she was his prey, and the wave of power he omitted.He walked over to the package, and started unwrapping it, sniffing just like a dog would. Rayne looked away, she knew what was in there. The smell of blood filled the air, making her sick as she tried to turn towards the window.
"Thank Isis! She really did do it!". His voice was like music, but with an alluring darkenss. He paused. Rayne tensed and made her way blindly to the door, trying to escape.
She looked back as she heard a growl escape Anubis' throught.
"What is it?", she heard the man ask, stepping out of the shadows. She turned her head away again, nor bearing to see the face that gave her such chills.
"These aren't it." Then, louder, "THESE AREN'T HIS ORGANS!".
Not Osiris' organs? The thougt plauged her and she dropped to her knees. In a flash, Anubis was standing over her, dragging her onto her feet.
"Where are they!?", he spat fiercly, growling. She shook her head, mouth to dry to form the words. He shook her.
"I...I don't know! I thought they were in the-", she started.
The other man came over and commanded the boy to back away. He did, dropping Rayne to the floor.
"Human.... I asked a simple ,simple favor of you in return for your life. To recieve Osiris' organs from Isis for Anubis to embalm.And. You. Fail .," he whispered bitterly into her ear, chilling her bones. He sighed. "To bad Rayne, I was really starting to like you. Maybe I would of even made you immortal. Very well, bring out Ammut".
"No! Please!", she begged. He spat on the ground near her feet. "Set! You will never be the ruler of the Underworld! You had to trick Anubis into this! You had me tricked! You can't!". Tears streamed down her face as Anubis brought out a long, sharp knife.
"I'm sorry my dear", he said with a devilish smile growing on his lips, " But we must feed your soul to Ammut. You know too much already."
"You'll never pull this off, Set. My family will know.", she spat, trying to replace her fear with calm. For a moment she saw a flicker off doubt register on Set and Anubis' faces.
But a sick smile replaced the doubt on Set's face. "Goodbye, my dear Rayne", he whispered, plunging the knife into her heart.
selah6398 on 12/20/2011 12:13:57 AM
hey lexi wanna do a swap? well, im going to post mine anyway. It's about egyptian mytholgy. A girl named Talia falls in love with Anubis, the god of afterlife, mumification, all that junk. In mythology, the goddess isis (i think lol) gives him her husbands, Osiris's organs (the god of the underworld) so he can emblam him. Set is the god of destruction. in my story, Osiris's organs are once again scattered all over the world. Talia has a conection in her family with egyptian stuff, sp with the help of Anubis, she has to get them. But Set, has a plan to overtake the underworld, eventually the entire realm (in the series) and fooled Anubis into helping him. prologe coming up soon!
selah6398 on 12/20/2011 12:12:26 AM
By: Rachel G.
Dana was born on the streets. Right under a bench in Italy. Her mother’s name was Memphis. She was very poor. When Dana was born, she knew she just couldn’t possibly take care of Dana. She was too poor. She had just a dime and 3 pennies. She could barely take care of herself. So she walked to the nearest porch, her baby cradled in her arms. She wrapped the baby in her only blanket and set her on the porch. Then she kissed the baby and whispered, “I love you.” But the baby was sound asleep. After all, it was the middle of the night. After she kissed the baby, she gave it a quick hug and ran away. And the baby was left there on the porch, in the middle of the night, with no family at all. In the morning, the baby woke at about 7:00 AM. It was a sunny spring day in Italy. Dana just lay there on the front porch of the McLachlan’s. So the baby gazed up at the sky and waited. She waited and waited for someone to come and find her and to take her into a nice home and live there forever. Finally, about an hour later, the front door opened. Someone came out. They gasped. “Michael, come see this!” she cried. Dana knew it as a woman’s voice. A man came running to the door. “What is it, Lizzie?” he asked breathlessly. Then he saw the baby. “A child!” he cried joyfully. Lizzie nodded. “We should keep her.” Lizzie said. “Well, we have wanted a child ever since we got married.” Michael admitted. “Then we shall keep her.” Lizzie said. And it was settled. Dana moved in with Lizzie and Michael McLachlan. She loved her new family. She had no siblings but she didn’t care. She had kind parents, and that was all that mattered. The house was huge. A kitchen, living room, office, family room, basement, 4 bathrooms, and 5 bedrooms, of which all the bedrooms were upstairs. Dana loved it. One foggy Tuesday afternoon, her dad came home and just sat on the family room couch, sulking. Dana was six years old at the time. It was the year of 2003. Dana had short brown hair with natural highlights in it. She had chocolate brown eyes and was tall for her age. She also loved Barbie and animals. Dana called in Lizzie. “Mom!” she yelled. Lizzie came running directly from the office into the family room. “What’s wrong?” she said nervously. Dana looked from her mom to her dad. “Daddy is sulking,” said Dana. Lizzie took a seat next to dad. “What happened Michael?” she asked calmly. Michael looked sadly into his wife’s eyes. “I’ve lost my job, Lizzie,” said Michael depressingly. Dana gasped. Lizzie shook her head. “We will find a new job for you, honey,” Lizzie said reassuringly. Michael shook his head. “I loved my job, Lizzie,” Michael said, wiping his tears with his sleeve. Lizzie nodded. She got up off the couch and stood beside Dana. Dana looked up at her mom. “This is bad,” she said, tears welling up in her eyes. “I know, I know,” said Lizzie. She hugged Dana. Dana fought to keep in her tears. Just then, Michael got up and walked slowly to the office. Lizzie and Dana followed. Michael sat down in the computer chair and logged on the computer as himself. Then he began to search up jobs related to the one he had just recently had. “Why are you doing this, Michael?” Lizzie asked thoughtfully. Michael turned around to face Lizzie. He spoke. “My last job was the best job I ever had, my dear. Printing is just my thing. If I’m going to get a new job, it might as well be related to my previous job.” Lizzie just nodded. Dana stood there by her mother, silent as ever. Finally, Michael spoke again. “I found a job!” he exclaimed excitedly. Lizzie smiled. “I knew you would.” Then Michael’s smile faded. “What’s wrong?” asked Lizzie. She had obviously seen his smile fade. “It’s in Ohio.” he said quietly. Lizzie took in a breath. “Then I guess we are moving to Ohio. This could really be a great opportunity for us. Dana can go to school and meet new friends.” Dana was excited about that. Her parents both looked at her. She smiled. So did her parents. Lizzie spoke once again. “It’s nearly six. Dinnertime! Sloppy Joes, anyone?”
GirlyGirl4455 on 12/19/2011 6:27:20 PM
i really liked it! lol im so tired i can critique it later,, i would love to write a paranormal with you!
selah6398 on 12/18/2011 4:37:41 AM
Be sure to post your application on Writers World
fungirl123 on 12/17/2011 10:57:51 AM
Lexi ur amazing!!! Can NOT wait to see wut u write next!
taylorswiftfan1233 on 12/16/2011 8:29:57 PM
You are such a good writer! Do you want to join @Haley and me in writing a story?? We created a club for it already. Its called Writing Time.
GirlyGirl4455 on 12/15/2011 3:41:34 PM
By: Lexi S.
*Chapter 1~ Part 1
I looked over to my lavender painted walls and turned my iPod up louder, tapping my pencil on my Trigonometry book to the beat of Adele. All of the sudden the door burst open and Cassandra walks in with a frown on her face and roses in her hand. Sighing I have no choice but to see what’s wrong so she could leave. “Oh, hello Cassandra, so your dates over already? I see you got more roses, who are they from now?” “Oh Adelaine, it was the most execrable, abhorrent, reprehensible date of my life!” “But you have roses! What happened? And where did you get that new vocabulary?” “The roses Adelaine, that’s why this is so horrible! It’s the stupid roses! Plus I got the vocabulary from you and all your stupid studying!” “Those roses look very nice and you know how you love roses!” “Oh Adelaine, how can you be so arrogant, look there are only 3 roses here not six, or eleven, or even thirteen! And look at the color, there yellow! Yellow! Do you know that means? That means friendship, why in the bloody world would I want to be Tommy’s friend! And why do you always talk like you’re a princess from the 1800’s or something?” “I don’t know, but if you don’t mind I have a test I need to study for…” Of course she’s too busy ranting she doesn’t even pay attention to me, so I just nod at the appropriate times and mutter signs of agreement every once in a while.
Finally the doorbell rings and I’m saved. “I’ll get it!” I run out of the room, open the door and see the pizza delivery guy. “Oh hey Tommy… so umm I’m just going to run these to the kitchen and I’ll umm be right back.” I come back give Tommy a ten dollar bill and shut the door before Cassandra sees him. “Who was that?” Cassandra walks down the stairs and throws the roses into the trash. “Oh, just the p-pi-pizza delivery guy” I stutter. “Good because I’m starving! Where are those buffalo wings?” Does she not remember that Tommy is the delivery guy? Oh well, less drama for me. Now really where are those buffalo wings?
The following day I’m walking to my first period class and when I turn to go into Chemistry, I run into a solid chest all the while dropping my books thus scattering my papers everywhere. I bend down to reach them when I get this tingling sensation in my right arm. I look down and see a hand touching mine; of course curiosity got the best of me so I look up, right into Trent Ridges’ sparkling green eyes. “I’m sorry!” we both blurt at the same time, I suddenly feel very hot and I know my cheeks are already turning bright pink from embarrassment.
“No really I should have been paying more attention, I’m so sorry.” I look down at my sparkling black converse and try to get my hair to cover my flushing cheeks. “You did nothing it was me, I can be such a klutz sometimes…” “Hi I’m Trent Ridges, I don’t think we’ve meet before” “I’m…” Before I can finish my sentence the warning bell rings and I need to get to AP Chem. “Oh sorry I really need to get to chemistry before Mr. Fittz gives me an F, it was umm nice meeting you though” “Wait are you a senior? I have Mr. Fittz right now too; and since were going to the same place, would you do me the pleasure of walking you to class miss…?” “Adelaine. My name’s Adelaine, and sure…”
“Well Mr. Ridges and Ms. Carmel nice of you to finally join us, unfortunately these two seats are the only ones left so you’ll have to be partners for the year.” Trent just looks at Mr. Fittz calmly and says “Sure thing Mr. Fittz, hope your summer was great” Then he flashes his signature smile with those perfect teeth and sits down, gesturing to me to join him.
“There’s rumors’ going around the school that Trent Ridges kissed you during first period today and you two are an item now. So did you really kiss Trent Ridges the senior class president, star quarterback of the football team, the captain of the soccer team and the most popular not to mention hot guy in all of Sunny Hill High School! You’ve got to be kidding me, right? He’s like the ultimate triple threat with awesome athletic skills, killer looks, and a great GPA, not to mention his amazing smile! I want all the details.” I sat there quiet for a moment just swishing my mashed potatoes around my lunch tray contemplating what to say. That was not at all what happened but Amber was my best friend in the whole world and she was quite the energetic girl, with long legs, smooth straight blonde hair (that I always envied against my wild red curls), and very in shape so she was always going out with some guy or hitting all the latest parties (which she forced me to go to). She also lived for high school drama and gossip, as long as it wasn’t about her. Sometimes I think Amber would be better friends with Cassandra but then I realized I loved her too much as my friend to let her suffer with that torture.
Finally after teasing her for a while I tell her what really happened. “Well I was on my way to AP Chemistry when I bumped into him dropping all my books and scattering my papers. Then when I went to pick them up our hands touched and we just looked into each other’s eyes, that’s when we found out we have the same class and he offered to walk me to class but since we were late we had to sit at the only table available and ended up being partners for the whole year. Nothing even remotely romantic happened I don’t even think we’re friends. Plus he’s a senior and I’m just a boring old junior.” I rush everything out in about 2 breathes. “Oh well that’s a bummer. But I totally think he’s into you! He’ll probably ask you to the Winter Formal.” “What I the world makes you think that? We don’t even know each other!” Sometimes I seriously think Amber is a little boy crazy. But his eyes were so soft and inviting and his lips looked so irresistible… stop it! You’re only a dumb junior girl and that’s all you’ll ever be to him. He couldn’t possibly be interested in me, nothing interesting ever happens to me and I’m just an ordinary boring girl. “Oh I don’t know, maybe the fact that he’s totally checking you out and in 3, 2, 1.”
“Hi Adelaine.” Oh my god Amber was actually right maybe she has some supernatural boy sensing powers. I could already feel my cheeks reddening from his appearance here and the cafeteria suddenly isn’t as loud as though everyone is trying to listen to what we’re saying. Trent puts one hand on top of my notebook and the other on the cafeteria table before he starts speaking again. “So I was just checking to see if you have all your papers and if you’re doing well.” Oh he just wants to know if I have my papers. I suddenly feel like a fool for tricking myself into believing he could even just a little bit like me. “Oh. Yeah I’m totally fine and all my papers are in order” “Oh well, that’s good. So I guess I’ll see you tomorrow in class then.” “Sure, see you tomorrow.” My cheeks go back to their usual color and the cafeteria is filled with the buzzing sounds of teenagers again.
He walks away flashes me his trademark triple threat smile and sits back at his table. “Adelaine! He totally wanted to keep talking to you, why didn’t you act more interested! Wait what’s that piece of paper on your music notebook? Did you forget to turn in the scale sheet again?” It’s then that I notice the piece of paper about to go fluttering off my notebook. “No it’s a note and it says ‘Meet me at the Bowlerama this Friday at 7:00. Hope to see you then.’” I look over at Trent and he just winks at me.
“So do you think I should go? I mean he’s a senior and all but it’s not really a date… is it? You know I think I just won’t go.” “Adelaine are you crazy? He’s a hot senior who’s actually interested in you! You can’t pass this up; it can lead to some pretty big stuff… what if he asks you to the Winter Formal? You absolutely have to go!” “Well if you insist…” “I’ll come over at 5:30 to get you ready!” “Ok….” What have I gotten myself into…
LexilicousCandy on 12/14/2011 4:02:08 PM
It popped up! Who is it of?
fungirl123 on 12/14/2011 6:39:49 AM
Here's the opening for "Desire"...
Everyone has a desire...
Their own personal, deep secret...
Your about to find out mine.
"I want her. I want to feel her skin and taste her blood. I want
her now. I didn't know who she was, where she was, or why I
so desperately needed her. All I knew was I had to get to her, no
matter what got in my way, nothing would stop me from getting to
her. This was an unquenchable thirst and a desire I couldn't
let go of."
Adelaine was just a typical teenage girl living her
not-so-glamorous life. But when she meets a strange boy who seems
to be filled with secrets, everything changes. Sucked into a
world filled with hate, betrayal, and despair, Adelaine has to
make a choice. She can embrace her fears, step deeper into the
Shadow World and uncover what ugly truths lay there or let fear
rule her and be trapped there forever as just another lost
shadow, a hopeless soul in a world where nothing is as it
LexilicousCandy on 12/13/2011 9:25:32 PM
***From my new Novel:
By: Lexi S.
“There are two tragedies in life. One is not to get your heart's desire. The other is to get it.”
-George Bernard Shaw: Man and Superman
Love is like a beautiful rose that blossoms when you give it pure affection, the proper attention, and if you nurture it and care for it you end up with a beautiful garden. But alas every rose has it’s thorn as does love, those little pricks of harsh reality that leaves you oozing out pure, red hurt, as thick and sweet as blood itself and in that instant your brought out of your imaginary world and into the real world where true love doesn’t exist. In the real world your garden is dead, with millions of roses hanging limp and lifeless with not even an ounce of love in them, and all your left with is a single white rose dripping with pure red blood that’s filled with lost memory’s, and broken dreams.
My older sister Cassandra always got a bouquet of bright red roses from her dates and would set them up in a beautiful base on her windowsill so she could admire them day after day. But all I ever got was a daisy from the little boy down the road that I babysat every once in a while, and that died the next day. She was tall with long, black curls like our mother and a nice tan with our father’s popping green eyes while I was about 2 inches shorter with wild, ultra curly, fiery red hair and sparkling blue eyes. I didn’t look like either parent but my father always said I got my looks from my Great-Grandmother Ascelina.
Cassandra was always the shining star, the better sister that my mother proudly showcased and bragged about with all of her friends. Where Cassandra did beauty pageants, was the Homecoming Queen and the cheerleading captain I loved reading, was a great artist and mastered the violin, piano and other instruments, not to mention I just naturally knew French when no one else in my family did. She was Juliet in Romeo & Juliet while I was a wise man in the Christmas special at church. She would get anything she wanted and she knew it.
Cassandra was my mother’s favorite, sparkling in her pretty dresses and I was left in the garden of dead roses always trying to get her approval. While I was not my father’s favorite either he at least was civil with me and actually acted like my parent. Whenever my mother saw me she only looked at me with pure disgust in her eyes and a scowl on her face, she was never pleased with me and was counting the days until I could leave to college. Cassandra was her pride and joy, her perfect angel, and her shining princess, my whole family was different and better than me, and I never once felt like I belonged with them.
I was a single white rose, bloodied with hate, disgust, and shame in a garden where all the other roses were red, vibrant and filled with pride, beauty, and love.
<3 <3 <3 What do you think? more to come!
LexilicousCandy on 12/13/2011 9:20:33 PM
What's your profile avatar of?
fungirl123 on 12/13/2011 8:54:43 PM
Luv ur poodles name! Yoshi <3
taylorswiftfan1233 on 12/11/2011 2:01:09 PM
Never mind about emailing you it...it would take me a LONGG time to edit al of it...it's pretty much just one giant paragraph. But I will continue to post where we are on Hopeless Writers!
fungirl123 on 12/8/2011 4:03:41 PM
I'll email you the story that we have on Hopeless Writers! I didn't get all of it so some things might be changed. I'll email you in parts so it's less confusing!
fungirl123 on 12/8/2011 3:56:18 PM
hey where have you been? we want to see your posts !
selah6398 on 12/4/2011 5:13:17 PM
Are you going to post a story update on Calling All Writers? It's been awhile... Haley
fungirl123 on 12/4/2011 12:18:39 PM
You know how you had the idea of your character dying? I don't think that'd be a great idea. Your a main character. If Violet is sick the whole story, how can she be involved in the balls, scandals, and the drama if she is stuck in bed. How about she goes into a coma for a week or so. Then tha will make it interesting!
fungirl123 on 12/2/2011 6:16:58 PM
Hey! I see you and your friends are doing this story thing. i was wondering if i could join. I think it looks like a lot of fun and i have ideas for my character IF i am able to join. could i fill out the application thingy then post it here?? Thanks!
taylorswiftfan1233 on 12/1/2011 8:19:04 PM
hey lexi whats some good advice for applying liquid eyeliner? thx!
selah6398 on 11/30/2011 9:55:12 PM
giruiz on 11/30/2011 6:54:08 PM
Hi. I noticed u are prez at the club bookworms and writers. I just want u to know that i would LOVE a position there. Its an awesome club with a bunch of sweet,and talented girls. If u choose me, just post my position on my profile and tell me wat i need to do to keep it up and running. Thx for your time!!
DaNcInGQu33N9812 on 11/30/2011 6:22:46 PM
Hey LexilicousCandy I just joined "All About Guys" and Girls life in general. im younger (like 12) and i really need advice. ABout everything boys skool everything! i need help in all of it lol !!! Send me some advice (trust me i REALLY need it)!!! i give really good book ideas(im a true book nerd haha)and healthy recipes (yumm...)! thanks, Im_So_Random (or in my normal life known as Marrisa)
Im_So_Random on 11/26/2011 10:31:04 PM
Hey girlies! I’ve noticed a lack of posting on story writing and would love for that to change. I am thinking of just stopping the story where we are and starting a new one (this might also involve some new authors). If you have any major oppositions please let me know because I will gladly take them into consideration. Also if any of you have story plot ideas for the next story I will also gladly take them. I already have one so just bring me more. I’m sorry that I am doing this half way through the story but I just wish that we can post more. If and when we start the new story I will be posting a new application so any of you who aren’t authors will have a chance to become part of the story, and those of you who are will need to submit another one as well so if your chosen again we will know your character. If any new authors are interested in writing please let me know on my profile. Thanks! –kjm109
kjm109 on 11/25/2011 8:30:19 PM
Are you going to post an application on cALLING aLL WrITeRS???
fungirl123 on 11/22/2011 9:11:10 PM
Hey! You haven't been on Story Writing in awhile!
I'm dying to know what Ascelina is doing!
fungirl123 on 11/21/2011 10:25:12 PM
Just to let you know, we are starting a story on cALLING aLL WRITeRS!
My application is already on the club if you want to read it!
BTW, it's taking place in Gettysburg, Pennsylvania (Where the bloodiest battle in U.S. history took place in the Civil War.) It takes place during the Civil War.
fungirl123 on 11/20/2011 12:21:13 PM
Thanks! I'd love to join your club! I've been really busy lately tho and haven't had much time for being online and writing so would it be ok if I helped with the next story? It seems like a really cool club
maggie183 on 11/19/2011 1:54:40 PM
Hey Lexi! Do you wanna have a position in my Girly-Girls Club? Reply on my profile please.
rachelrox101 on 11/19/2011 9:31:38 AM
Thank you so much! Keep up with the quizzes! I love them!
nerdisthewurd26 on 11/18/2011 10:09:00 AM
do you like?
selah6398 on 11/15/2011 9:23:55 PM
Character’s Name: Rosalie McCarthurs
Character’s Age: 16 or is that too young?
Character’s Traits: Rosalie Is a slender young lady with long untamable brown hair; tan skin from being in the sun, large brown eyes that people often get lost in, they’re her best feature; she’s medium height and has perfectly plump lips. She has high cheekbones and always-clear skin. Her smile brightens up a room although people never mention her beauty to her.
She’s a rebellious wild child that loves to have fun and hates anything serious. She hates drama but is often caught in the middle of it. She hates the idea of going to balls and being a debutante. Her grandmother always says that her emotions are like an open book, and she wears her heart on her sleeves. She’s intensely rash when something intense happens but tries to control herself and she loves those she’s close to.
Character’s Family (Life): Rosalie is an only child who has been raised with manners and class but always managed to avoid using them. As a child she played with the boys because all the girls were intimidated by how outgoing she was, so she’s a natural tomboy. Her father loves her dearly but is always away on business and her mother died when she was giving birth to her. She’s cared for by her strict and impatient grandmother, who believes in class and being a lady. She’s always trying to correct Rosalie
and change her.
Character’s Social Status: The loud but kind- hearted girl who makes a loyal companion and is always the source of gossip. Some girls secretly envy her so they are rude to her.
Character’s Overall Bio: An outgoing lady who is being forced into becoming a gentlewoman. She can’t stand her family at times but loves them. She is always what everyone is talking about,
Why you want to join: Because I think this would be a great experience for my writing and I think this would be really enjoyable!
What you Think the Title Should Be: The one it is! <3How Often You Can Post: probably everyday
Anything Else You Want to Include: This is one of my first stories so I’m def. not as experienced as you guys are but I’m so excited!
Sample Paragraph of Your Writing Skills (Could be character’s backstory, etc.): Rosalie turned and laughed as she saw him trying to catch up to her. She pumped her long legs and put even more distance between them. “Rosalie! Wait up, that’s not fair!” Luke cried. Luke was her best friend. They had been friends since she was 10. Luke was tall, had dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. But fast was defiantly not a word that described him. She slowed down as he hustled over to her. They walked under an ancient oak tree and collapsed to the ground, out of breath. “ So what did you want to get off your chest?” he asked, blue eyes twinkling. “ This whole debutante business. It’s ridiculous! Grandmother is forcing me to do it. I would do anything for her but this is too far. And the ball tonight! How am I going to fake all my manners? I’ve been sneaking away with you every time I’ve had my lessons”, she stated, forlorn. “ And I’ll have to be…married. In a few years,” she said the words like they were poison. “ That’s why I need to say something too,” Luke started, squirming under her gaze,” I…I wanted to tell you that I.I- “ ROSALIE MCCARTHURS!!!!”She heard her grandmother’s voice fill the air. It was full of rage. “ Oh no! I’m so sorry Luke I have to go!” She felted dread fill her as she ran back home, knowing how much trouble she’d be in. Any Questions or Comments: What year is this story? And thanks! Sorry my story is so long!
selah6398 on 11/15/2011 8:37:05 PM
Hey I really love your profile you seem really nice Come comment on mine!
maggie183 on 11/15/2011 3:23:09 PM
For anyone interested in joining our story called "Marry Me Not" in the club "The Hopeless Writers" We only have 1 spot available! SO hurry and send in your applications!!
Lexi <3 (President, The Hopeless Writers)
LexilicousCandy on 11/14/2011 4:44:53 PM
Hey! Could we change the time period? Could it possibly be in the earlier part of the 1800's?
fungirl123 on 11/13/2011 8:48:30 PM
Yeah it was just a mix up. I read your part after i had posted but there could have just been two different Charles. My character won't end up marrying him or anything.
kjm109 on 11/13/2011 8:15:32 PM
hey! cool story you have going here!
*B*E*<3 on 11/13/2011 7:18:37 PM
Yay, my application made it through! Um, please ignore the part about it being during the Revolutionary War... that's what kjm109 told me originally. But, it's really during the 1890's, right? With debutante balls and Victorian America? I love what you girls have written so far!
volleyball514 on 11/13/2011 7:01:39 PM
Character’s Name: Lucie Antoinette Davidson
Character’s Age: 17
Character’s Traits: Lucie is average height and fairly thin, with sea-green eyes, freckles, medium-olive skin, and a narrow chin. She has light reddish-brown hair that falls just past her shoulders, and she constantly chews her fingernails.
Character’s Personality: Lucie is extremely bright, funny, and high-spirited, which sometimes gets her in trouble. She wants to do something with her life other than get married to a wealthy man and have babies. While Lucie’s big mouth can sometimes embarrass them, she is fiercely loyal to her friends and is good at cheering them up. At heart, she is a hopeless romantic, but her exuberant personality can also be a bit off-putting to shyer boys…
Character’s Family (Life): Lucie’s mother is originally from France, but her father fell in love after seeing her at a ball when they were both young. They kept in touch through letters until Marie (her mother) finally moved to the New World to be with him. Their family is mostly middle-class, but her mother is somewhat of a social climber. Her father is a milliner (hat maker), so they live above the family hat shop. Lucie also has an older sister, Marietta, who is twenty-one, lives up to their mother’s every expectation, and is married to a wealthy New York businessman. Though they are trying very hard, Marietta and her husband, Alexander, haven’t been able to have any children yet.
Character’s Social Status: Known as very witty and outspoken, Lucie’s fearlessness is secretly admired by many of her peers, though they gossip about her. Older women, however, just shake their heads and say “She’s going to have trouble finding a husband, that one. Why couldn’t she be more like her sister?”
Character’s Overall Bio: Lucie was born on June 27th, and as a child she always got in trouble for climbing trees, ripping her skirts and the like. Her sharp comments were more easily overlooked a child; however she is now rather a frustration to her parents, who only want her to marry into a good family. Lucie attended finishing school with her friends, where she did rather well due to her cleverness, but considered most of the lessons, such as needlework and poise, a waste of her time. Her dresses are usually clean and fine, with a high bodice, fitted sleeves, and a long, flowing skirt and bustle, but Lucie’s mother is constantly on her to dress up and “do something with that hair!” Lucie truly wants to make something her life and dreams of being a writer, even though she knows the odds are against her because she is a woman.
Why You Want to Join: I love writing and this story sounds really fun and exciting! I’ve never written historical-era fiction and I think it would be great to try.
What You Think the Title Should Be: Hmm… no specific ideas, but maybe some kind of play on words with “Revolutionary” and “marry” (because a major concern for girls at this time period was marriage, etc.)?
How Often You Can Post: At least 4 times a week!
Sample Paragraph of Your Writing Skills (Could be character’s backstory, ect.):
I whirled around the shop, dusting madly at each display. My skirt caught on one of the delicate shelves and the hat atop it, a cherry-red number adorned with ostrich feathers, teetered precariously. “Mon dieu, Lucie!” my mother exclaimed. “Do be careful!”
“I am, Maman,” I replied. “And…I’m done! May I go out now, please?” I finished the last shelf and set the duster by the register, looking at my mother expectantly.
“Very well,” she sighed. “Just be back by dark- Marietta and Alexander are coming for dinner!” By then, I was already halfway out the door. I rolled my eyes. “Oh, wouldn’t want to miss that,” I mumbled under my breath. Then my mind turned to more pleasant topics. I was going to visit my best friend, Molly. She had just returned from a trip to the city, and I wanted to hear everything. I had only been there a few times myself and simply loved it. Of course, I knew I’d have to report the latest fashions in hats back to my parents, too.
I continued on my way through town, passing by the bakery, the cobbler’s, and the main square that also functioned as a market every Saturday. My ears tingled with the cold. I began to envy the men passing by, with their thick, woolen scarves and hats. My own frame was shielded from the brisk winter winds by only a fashionable calling-coat that mother had insisted I wear, and a silk headscarf. Then the buildings began to thin out and the wind could really get at me. Snow lay thicker on the road here, not tamped down by countless feet like in town, but still I practically ran the rest of the way to Molly’s house. Why, oh, why did the Crawfords have to live on the outskirts of town? Finally, I reached my destination, hair askew and cheeks pink. Mrs. Crawford opened the door for me. “Why, hello, Lucie, how nice to see you,” she said.
“Nice to see you too, Mrs. Crawford,” I replied. “I’m here to call on Molly. Is she around?”
“Certainly. Please, come in.” As I stepped gratefully over the threshold, I heard a piercing, bloodcurdling scream.
Any Questions or Comments: One, when exactly is this story set (during or after the Revolutionary War? What is the year?); two, where is it (New York, Philadelphia, etc.); and three, how historically accurate are we going for? Oh, also, are the characters close friends already or is the story about how they meet?
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