<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <o:OfficeDocumentSettings> <o:AllowPNG/> </o:OfficeDocumentSettings> </xml><![endif]--> Mitsu honestly had no idea what kingdom hearts were, and Echo’s cheerful, almost excited disposition was a little off-putting...but, really, he was just relieved the girl wasn’t...
Mitsu’s heartbeat drummed hard and heavy in his chest as he walked, all but wading through the knee- and chest-high foliage blanketing the jungle floor. Even in his new summer uniform (a modified shihakusho that bore about as much resemblance to shinigami robes as his winter uniform – which was...
never before, in all the history of mankind, has there been such a struggle as that between me and myself when it is time for
GODDAMN
MOTHAFUCKIN
GRADING.
...RAPH EDITION!
HORIZONTAL LINE BREAK!
- Raph-a-el -
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Snatch the Pebble, Split the Stone[8,000]
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Is that...
In-Game Award Nominations
ALRIGHT GUYS, I think I've officially delayed this long enough, so let's get down to it. I will be continuing in the vein of 'copy and paste and then slightly-modify what Will did last year!' because I am lazy and unoriginal.
And lazy.
SO.
This year, we have 110...
Inks as Brooke Ainsley
Vincent Valen as Alexia Felone da Firenze
Word Count - [ 3,411 ]
Word of Mouth
Alexia was making her way to the infirmary. She needed a medic. Badly. Her most recent battle in the jungles of India had lead to several injuries. Her minor wound, a stab wound...
Hello everyone!
Ink-get the fuck back here, did I say you could run away?-Berri here with your weekly grading hour!
HAH, I wish it only took me an hour.
Holy nutballs I rant a lot.
- Fin -
[--- / 59]
+-- Div Bonus
Worth a Thousand Words [2,365]
[--- / 59]
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
-...
Genowhirl asRaury Feybrand
Inkers as Mineto Mitsuyo
Word Count - [ 2,200 ]
There’s something to be said for a brisk, cool wind. The fresh, clean feeling as it glides across your skin. Crisp smell. Invigorating, really.
“Goddamn, what a ripper cool! Nothin’ shorta perfection, that’s...
GROUP ONE!
YOU BEST PREPARE YOSELFS, CAUSE IT’S GRADING TIME.
Yes, yes, I know. I know. I’m pretty much the best thing in all of ever. My love and benevolence knows no bounds. You can’t see me right now, but rest assured I am aglow in a pure and holy light.
no but srsly bitches you best...
GUESS WHO'S GRADING GROUP ONE.
SPOILER
IT'S INKS. WHO IS ME. WHO IS AWESOME.
Unless it's not me grading, in which case
NOPE IT'S STILL ME.
BITCHES BEST BACK OFF MY GRADIN'.
I WILL SHIV YOU, PLAYA.
4 mah grader (wurd up, mewnzie):
LINK-TASTIC
Genowhirl as Derek la Roux
Inkers as Nicolás de la Rúa
Word Count - [ 4,075 ]
Roux Rúax!
The soft tinkling of an entranceway bell sounded gleefully, announcing the arrival of a particularly impish sort of fellow. As his well-kept naval boots slapped softly against the linoleum...
Attention, writers and RPers of Manga Den! Inks here!
Do you see the date? Do you know what time of year it is?
Do you know what that means?
Well?
DO YOU?
....That’s fine it was rhetorical anyway.
You see, once again, Manga Den, we’re overdue for the awesome, amazing, shut the fuck up...
Hello again, guyz! Inks here!
Don't get me wrong though! I'm not here to grade group 1.
I'm here to grade the grader who grades.
Who grades Group 5 that is.
Which is hopefully Mewn. (Cuz that's who I graded.)
Holla dog!
- Moony -
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Watching the...
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He was tired.
He was tired, and there was a dead man whispering in his ear. It wasn’t the only voice, and it wasn’t the first time he’d heard one, but where he usually tuned them out, or ignored them, or forced them away with blood and violence, this time he couldn’t find it in himself...
.
Why.
One word.
Why.
Again and again, louder with every repetition.
Why.
It rose to a crescendo, a wild roar to drown out the sound of his gasping breaths.
Why?
It rebounded in time with the beating of his heart.
Why?
Blood pounded through his head, and it carried one word.
Why...
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The grass was growing in nicely. In another week, forbidding any unexpected frosts, Dáire would be able to let the goats out into the fields again.
Good; he’d been running low on feed, and he didn’t plan on making another trip into town for a while. Fionn was on his last legs as far...
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The winter sky gave nothing away. Its countenance was crystal clear, blue as blue could get. Émeric swallowed down a mouthful of gummy blood, chest heaving, and twisted onto his side. That single, simple movement sent a spasm of pain lancing through his body, originating deep in his...
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Johann crouched in front of his little sister, a smile on his face. “Is one of those for me?”
The hem of Elsie’s dress was dirty and streaked with mud, and her feet were far, far worse. Brambles and burrs had tangled themselves in her long hair, and she was clutching three brilliant blue...
Total Word Count - [ 2,375 ]
The Names That Never Were
He was drowning.
He had been for...for how long now? Time was relative enough already, and any grasp he may have had on its workings had long since gone. Death did that to a man.
He was in the ocean, and he was deep. He knew...