--->Be quick,nimble,and agile,with much dexterity." Josh sipped some lemonade he had made earlier."Why would they need an artist to have finesse?" He asked,spinning the chair toward Brent."I don't know,"Brent said,flexing his muscles."Maybe they're afraid you'll be famous and they don't want to pay for your medical bills when crowds of screaming fans ask for your autograph." Josh playfully punched Brent in the arm."Earth to Crop Braidy!!! I'm a graphic designer,not a musical sensation,"He spun back to the computer."This is one thing I'm worried about,though." Brent coughed and squinted towards the monitor."What? You afraid you'll spill your coffee on the monitor?" "No."Josh looked closer at the address."I like everything about what they claim this place I be,but..."He paused and wrung out his hands."It's on a side of town I'd rather not be on." Brent nodded."Yea.It's not the safest place to hang around.
-----> I've ever seen eat those plastic patties looked like pigs themselves!" The two boys both slapped each other on the back as the made some jokes about the Shady Shake's mascot,then quieted down as Josh scrolled down a job list.A flashing banner popped up,and read,'Need a life? Click here for a job offer you won't soon want to pass down!' "That looks interesting,"Brent commented.Brent's nickname was,"Crop" for his always neatly-buzzed hair and how he was never seen wearing a shirt with sleeves...Mainlyto show off his biceps."I'd give it a try." Josh clicked it and it instantly began listing details."It says here that they need a graphic artist...To help them design a logo...For their steel company.I guess they sell metal parts." Brent leaned forward and poked the computer screen."It pays well,"he said."Better than Shady's." Josh nodded.He clicked ye job requirements and read them out loud.'Young man needed to design logo.Needs to-->
Josh Dooley seemed like your ordinary high school kid.He got average grades,and behaved well.He had some good buddies,but not really one special one,other than Brent,"Crop" Braidy,his friend since kindergarten.Brent was a whole year older than him,but they got along just fine.Josh came home from school with Brent one fine afternoon looking for,"Help wanted," ads on the Internet."Josh,you lazy thing,if you don't find you a job soon,I'll tell Mr.Fletcher to let you feed his pigs every day,"Brent said,jabbing his buddies side with a pencil."I'll say you don't have a degree in slop spreading,but you'll catch on." Josh laughed and shook his head good-naturely."Look who's taking,Crop,you have a job flipping burgers at Shady's Shakes.If those greasy,slimy,"Shady Sandwiches,"aren't slop already,then I don't know what is." Tapping the power button on his laptop,Josh laughed again."Yea,that's true,"Brent said,stifling a guffaw."The only people-->
-----> Brent never leaves the house without his favorite type of sucker,Cotton Candy. (1st place contest character-will play a larger role,perhaps even fighting side-by-side with Josh himself.) (2nd place character-Will pop up here and there,but may not play a significant role.Will come face-to-face with main characters often enough.). (Third place character-Will pop up once of twice.Mau be portrayed as rocker on the radio,store clerk,bank clerk,etc.). Remember,yell,FERRETPALOOZA!!! If you would like to take a shot! PS I May use other characters,too! (^o^)/
----> Competent of the main baddies' henchmen,and will not hesitate to use violence to get his way.Hes not the brightest,but he's definitly the brutest.He will stop at nothing to get what he wants,even if it involves some smashing to achieve it. Willow~A spunky but sweet companion of Josh,he meets her later in his perilous journey to get back home whilst endangering nobody but himself.She has a Spritely personality and will always follow her heart.She admires Josh for his ability to persevere,and hopes to achieve this trait so she can build the courage to find her long lost sister.Willow has the thinnest,blond hair,and the tiniest features,but her long legs make up for her timid-looking facials. Brent~A muscular teen and Josh's close friend,he will stop and nothing to free him from his torturous captors without getting his family in danger.He has brown,buzz-cut hairdo that never fails to attract glances from some ladies.;P -->
My main character:He's the guy I always imagine whenever I have a young man in my stories.Hes the same actor who played,"Josh Dooley,"in my other book.XD I'll just call him Josh,so you know who I'm talking about.;D. Josh~Sandy,light blond hair with faint brown highlights.Clear blue eyes.Has a sweet personality,and even though he can be frightened,he will always attempt to do what he knows is right.He can get a little awkward,and he makes his mistakes,but in the end,he always makes it out in one peice...Usually. Catherine~Deep,almost black,brown hair,and a smooth completion.Slightly shy,and can sometimes get overly nervous,but has a reserved attitude under most circumstances.She is never a drama queen,and prefers to stay out of the spotlight.She has overwhelming warmness hiding behind her petite frame,and it can be sometimes used against her. Gunther~A rascally brute,he is one of the villains in my story.He is the most ---->
Okay!!! I'm gonna have a special contest y'all,do please listen up! I'm going to create a new series and make it up as I go along.Itll be about a young man (played by Josh Dooley,the sailor ;)) who gets kidnapped.He meets other kidnapped prisoners,and helps set a young lady free,sacrificing his own freedom.I will name the most commonly seen characters in above post...But here's the special part.XD IMMA LET YOU GUYS CREATE A CHARACTER!!! The first three people to shout,"FERRETPALOOZA" Will get to create their own character in the series.:) So...Yea! Rules:You can only make on character-please go into detail about how they look and what their personalities are like.Note-I may or may not let them have a HUGE role,just,like,they might pop up as a janitor,or a popstar on the radio,or someone out jogging,or they might be a buddy.Ya never know...;)
PS...Sorry to all fans who liked my Palin biography,but...Even though it would've been TONS of fun to make,now that I think about it,it'd probably be too violent to post.So yea...Sorry one and all...-.-'. ACK I'm such a bummer!!!...
Please let me know if I should keep writing,"A Sailors Nightmare!" If ya want me to continue,please shout!!!
Okay, so that was just a random free verse poem! No it's not symbolism and yes it really is just about a tree! ANYWAY I'm learning Spanish right now and I wrote a Spanish haiku. I did it by myself without any translaters and I'm just really proud of it so I had to post.
Ella teine nina
Nina bebe y come
“ti amo, nino”
Translation: (the syllables are wrong in English)
She has a daughter
The daughter eats and dinks
"I love you, daughter"
It's really simple but that's the best I can do right now.. oh and I have another one...
Suave lluvia se derrame
Verter encima como bendiciones
Desde el cielo oscuro
(Soft rain spilling"
Pouring like blessings
From the sky)
Ok so that's pretty much it. Later!
You might not believe it now,
With bark peeling off my stump
But I once had blossoms
They were beautiful
You should’ve seen
The children, they danced around me
I could never tell them
That one day I would look like this
They would’ve been heart broken
I was theirs! I was wonderful!
I haven’t seen them in years
Would they recognize me?
I was different now
But surely, after the time we spent
They would be able to tell
My stump from all the others
Ipsgal, that was really good!!!! I'm currently working on a story called The Amazing Journey. It's about six kids on a plane, and then the plane crashes into the jungle
His name, I just remembered it all. How I tell the story but they just don't believe, everyone against me, so here I am as a drift, an outcast of nothing. Can't fade everything out, but never once did I have a complete heart. An abusive story with an older man is of so much misery, and he didn't even notice all the pain. So because of you, I never stray from the sidewalk. I learn to play on the safe side now. He ruined me, and I just want it dead. Let it pass through, tumbleweed in the deepens of the country. Now in prison is where he lays, he could even be broken and wanting his little girl. Never will that happen, won't stand men with his name, how it makes falling to knees in agony me a fool. Can't one love who I am, not what a naive and flawed the truth is. Wish I could come back to your arms. Abuse never fails to scar you everywhere. Someday I'll make a matter of such importance.
Haters. What they see is not the truth, how are you, lie? Compliments and comments, from fashion to a single song, how you hate it all. They rush into me, giving me heat strokes inside the mind, chewing up the nails because the pain is going through like a heart of drums. From small performance to concert they want you gone. Could give a list of them all. Flaws, flaws, we all have them, don't want to disappoint you, don't want to give you less. Used to faint of the truth and the lies messed in with, I am still a human. Made this way, I am... I do not care what you say in the least anymore, Never Say Never.
Hate this. Hate how I seem to choke up on simple subjects. Supporting the ones who can't stand, on my own. Want to let everything out, let it go, but you can't see anything. It's just not the same without her, or him, or anyone. Gone it is, the mutual feeling we shared. Where have you been, love? Where have you taken me, laid me down in my sleep like I was just another innocent lie. Self-pain, how I want to stop it all. Lost hope, on what used to be. Murdered by a sense of trouble, just want what you were. Ghost of the past, return my soul and be the shining light. You can't stand the sight of me, I'm not what you thought. Don't see it, can't get what everything gives. Here's my pen, here's another joke, here's your ticket to seeing me out of your life. Here's a secret, want to know? Can't tell, it'll give your mind a race, a loss. A loss of such a taste of what everything is. How strange the feeling it is, burning everything in sight.
Eliza woke up in the morning very groggy.It was morning.Again.She woke up and walked into to the dining room.Eliza had to live with Miss Tunner,and older woman who kept an inn.Ever since her parents had died Eliza lived there promising it would only be a short while.It had been 2 years now and dispite Eliza's broken promise,Miss Tunner still kept Eliza as if she were her own."Eliza you're up good.",Miss Tunner said."Huh?",Eliza said very tiredly."Gaurds from the palace.They asked for you spacificly.I told them once you were up you were on your way.Wonder what it is."she said."Palace gaurds?Miss Turner you know i don't like jokes."Eliza replied."And you know I dont tell them.Now come on eat up so you can be on your way."And before Eliza could even think Eliza was on a horse and riding twards the palace.When she got there the 2 gaurds at the front gate seemed to imediatly reconize her and let her in."Wow!"Eliza exclaimed.
i am starting a series called the "missing key" it is about a girl named Eliza who lived in the 13th century in a time where war is frequent and bloody.In order to save her town and everyone she loves she must set out and recover the missing key the first chapter will be posted above.it might not be the best because it is my first so please dont judge
----->"Ummm...With all due respect,sir,I don't belive you'll comprehend what I have to say," the Captian's brow furrowed."Is that so? Well then,no matter.Please do share it,anyways." Josh felt a prickle of sweat start on his hairline.As he explained,he carefully studied his Captian's expressions as the dream rolled off his tongue.When he spoke if his wife-to-be,the Captian's eyes twinkled a bit.When he spoke of the weather,however,his face seemed to grow cold and grave.Sullen.And at last,as he came to the part about the hands trying to grab the ship in,the Captian pushed his hair back an stood up in a huff."I don't believe what I'm hearing." He said,a spark of flame in his eye."If ye are lying to me..."he said,smashing his first against the table,rattling a quill pen and ink."...Then...I don't know what I'd do to you,but know this,lad:It will be painful and quite unpleasant." Josh cringed,but stayed put in his chair."I warned you,sir.
One step ahead of y'all!! -w0 •••••••••••••The men,all sprawled on the floor or helping each other up,stared at Josh through the icy wind,unfettered by the pelting rain.Josh looked up fearfully at Charlie and the Captian,wondering what his next punishment would be.He stood up an faced the Captian with hardly less than a flinch.Charlie,standing in the background,simply glared,his eyes squinting with a mix of curiosity.All the men just...Stared.Josh wished the Captian would just say something already;his knees felt like jello and his arms hung limp at his sides.Finally,after a long and awkward silence,the Captian spoke six words Josh was not-so-eager to hear:"In my cabin,if you please,Mister Dooley." Josh swallowed hard and followed him away,trying to avoid the other sailor's stares. In the Captian's quarters,he motioned for Josh to sit down."Care to tell me what that dream was about,Dooley?" Josh squeezed his hands together."Ahh...---->
Out of place. That... I am. Loathe what habits have I. Do not see what others might. Why love so? Meek, yes. Able to fight? Never. Personality is more than that thinking. Don't ever deny, let bring you the sword of all nature. Getting out of shells; must one land in puddles. Light come rescue, light stop ego disturbances. Crowd-pleaser, strange seeker. Lean onto you more than expression, cannot fight this hesitation.
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