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APP Sample Post: She remembered it like it was some kind of dream now. All warm, and fuzzy around the edges. It had been both the best and worst day of her young life, the day she picked the prince. At four years old the little blonde girl with her big green eyes drank in the parade. Her mother had been in an unusually good mood, and they had all been allowed out of the house to watch. The knights marching through the street had her giggling in a way she was sure she hadn’t in a long time. There was a blonde man with the brightest, happiest, blue eyes she had ever seen before on top of a horse leading his men, and she couldn’t help but think how lucky his family must be, she remembered seeing him years later when he appeared at the orphanage. But that wasn’t what drew her in. It was the royal carriage with the cloth top pushed back so everyone could see the family inside that made her eyes go the widest.

There was the beautiful queen with her long dark hair, and her pale skin. Her large, tan husband, who looked like he could take on a mountain lion if he ever got it in his head to do so. The oldest child, the princess Sophie, who looked somehow like a cross between the two of her parents, even though people always said she wasn’t her mother’s child. Then their adopted son, who everyone was saying was actually the old prince’s unwanted child, but there was a kindness in his eyes that spoke nothing of the horror stories people told about the prince. Then there was Princess Sadie, elegant, and tiny, and very much her mother’s daughter. It was enough to make any little girl wish she had that. Had that kind of love. That kind of family. But a soft gasp left the tiny girl when she caught sight of the youngest of their children. The six year old Prince McGregor. Mercy was sure her heart had stopped for a moment, which was silly, because she was only four and how many four year olds had that happen to them? It didn’t matter, she knew in that moment, that one day she’d marry him. She wouldn’t settle for anyone else.

When they all went home, her and her eight older siblings, and four younger settled around the tiny kitchen table, fighting for dinner as usual. But Mercades was somewhere else. Still on that warm street watching them pass. When her brother asked her what she was sighing about, she told him, and thus the teasing began. Even her mother got in on the joke. It seemed silly to all of them that the daughter of a whore, one of probably close to twenty now in total bastard children, would be a princess. But the little girl never let the dream go. That’s what she wanted.

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One green eye peaked open to glance down at his face, still asleep soundly. She smiled a small secret smile to herself, and closed it again. It didn’t matter now. She had everything now. Everything she’d wanted that day. Parents who loved her, and never chided her for being silly. Siblings who looked out for her, and never teased her, but always stood up for her. And him, her personal prince charming.
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Apr 7 2017, 11:16 PM
So I'm getting back into drawing, and OMG the iPad pro makes life soooo much easier. But anyways, I figured I'd post what I've done with dates so you can see my progress.




#1 - March 27th 2017
Yuri Katsuki


#2 - March 28th 2017
Viktor Nikiforov


#3 - March 30th 2017
Westley from Princess Bride


#4 - April 1st 2017
Buttercup from Princess Bride


#5 - April 3rd 2017
Ander Ruin


#6 - April 4th 2017
Maxwell Lightwood


#7 - April 8th 2017
Eadoin Marquardt


Mar 8 2017, 06:56 PM
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As if the Want Ads and Canons weren't enough, we've thought of another way to bring interesting ideas to you guys! The Skeletons are characters that you would like to see on the board but not necessarily play yourself, or even have interacting with your character. So, just write them up as if you were writing a want ad, it can be as descriptive or vague as you'd like, but the more descriptive the more chance you have of getting it filled.</p>
Face claims are not necessary, but maybe suggestions would be nice to help someone out!
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Happy Writing,<br>
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Greetings Tick Tocks!</p>

Time is marching forwards, my loves, and we must march forward with it. <p>

The season on the board has changed from Spring to Summer. And we're looking forward to lots to new plots, threads, and events coming. So be sure to make all new threads dated as Summer. <p>

In addition to a season change we have a new Chapter for everyone to catch up on the events happening in our fair land. So please read up on anything you've missed. <p>

In other news, we now have an advertising mod. So welcome Lissa back to the team guys!

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May the twisted tales be ever in your favor, <br>
Weezie & Stoker
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Dec 6 2016, 09:10 PM


It was a yearly tradition, and had been since before Max was born. The Lightwoods went out on New Years ever. Magnus Lightwood was a partier by nature who had set aside his party ways for Alexander Lightwood, and his family. But there were some nights Alexander couldn't deny him, and New Years was one of them. Of course it likely helped that Alexander liked having Magnus to himself for a night. No kids, nothing. And thus Maxwell Lightwood and his siblings were dropped off with their Auntie Rina. Where they had a good dinner of mac and cheese, watched a movie, and then were put to bed after a story.

Max was nestled in his little daybed that his Auntie Rina kept made up for him. The twins were tucked into their own bed. And it seemed that not a creature was stirring, even Catarina Loss, who had settled onto the couch with a book. Everything seemed to be peaceful, until about eleven o'clock when Maxwell Lightwood woke with a start. A nightmare about demons had pulled him from sleep. So out to the living room, he did creep. His Auntie Rina was still fast asleep, and so he returned to his bed and curled up trying to go back to sleep. But sleep evaded him, and there only seemed one thing left to do. Max's mind raced to a beautiful magi, and he pulled a piece of paper from his sketchbook scrawling a quick "it's Max, I need you" on it before sending it off to Ander Ruin.

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Dec 2 2016, 06:04 PM


The Lightwood family went every year to see the tree lighting, and to ice skate in the park. It was a tradition. A beautiful, wonderful, delightful tradition. Max loved it. But then... he loved Christmas. It was his favorite time of year. It was like the whole city was lit up with the happiness of the world, and he loved that. He also loved how people started saying Happy Holidays to everyone, and even the grumpiest of people like Uncle Ragnor smiled. Alright, even that was rare. but it was enough. Enough to make him happy, and tingling, and just... warm.

His Ayah murmured a soft spell to warm his mittens and he smiled up at him broadly, his cheeks and nose painted red by the cold. At some point he'd gotten distracted by all the lights, and the smiling faces. At some point he'd gotten pulled from his parents by the general cheer of the place. And by the time what had happened he was horribly lost. His little heart raced in his chest, and he looked around wildly looking for the familiar dark hair, and tattooed skin. Or the bright purple peacot and long dark hair swept up into a bun. They weren't... they weren't anywhere... He felt himself starting to cry. The water stinging his eyes as the cold hit them. "Ayah... Daddy..." he whispers brokenly.


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