Ejaffa a dit :

If you need inspiration.
What inspires me is looking at OTHER fanfics and maybe even books
There's always something there that gives you ideas.

Anniebuscus a dit :

Speaking of inspirational fanfics, this fanfic inspired me to make new chapters for my fanfic, The Humice.
And this fanfic will inspire me to make the sequel of The Humice called: "The Humice. Dark Times"

Anniebuscus a dit :

Don't worry, Shard, I planned out my synopsis and stuff.

Snowywindsky a dit :

?.? hehe my sis ust said Mom can u get meh some Spam? and shes like Spam? ok later.

Snowywindsky a dit :

o.o O and what do u mean from page 11?

Shardpixel a dit :

Hey guys, I'm just getting through the art block and finally thinking about the chapters...

Snowy, on your characters bio, there's no story as to why the character is a loner...

Could you tell me, even if it's brief, the story as to why they are a loner? I need to know ;o3o

Snowywindsky a dit :

dis^ what do u mean?

Snowywindsky a dit :

yes...? snowy knew taht there was transformice and a darker place.

Ejaffa a dit :

I had to make my character on Dreamselfy
Check out Foxie J as a human >:3
http://dreamself.me/d/khGZ

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Chapter 12: Tortured and Drowned

“Nut-y?” Piry-O asked Dakota as they walked around, pulling out a small nut and holding it out to her.
“Uh... No thanks.” Dakota replied back, sighing heavily.
Piry-O knew Dakota had seemed very quiet, and almost depressed. “What be wrong-o?” she finally asked, unable to keep the question in any longer.
“Nothing... I'm always like this.” Dakota sighed again, fiddling with her paws.
“Are ye thinkin' 'bout-o yer past-y? I do it, too-y.” Piry-O told her solemnly, trying to help Dakota out.
Dakota ignored the question and only walked on in silence. The barren area was still showing nothing of use.
“Aye, my mother-o was a brave-y and adventurous-y mouse-o. We had been-y so close-o with each other-o.... Until... She...” Piry-O's eyes started to well up with tears, but she only rubbed them away and continued. “She drowned in a ship-o... I never-y got to see her again-o.”
Dakota could hear the silent sobs that came from Piry-O. She could tell that her and her mother had definitely had a strong bond together. Touched that she would share her story with an ignorant person like her, Dakota decided it was time to come clean to somebody.
She made a heavy sigh. “My parents never cared about me. They only obsessed over their dumb drugs and wealth, they were so greedy that they only looked at me as a nuisance that prevented them from becoming richer. So they tried killing me when I was only four, but that day something inside of me changed me... I wasn't the same defenseless little girl. I was a fighter, and I wasn't going to let these two heartless mice just finish me off like that...”
Piry-O only listened as they walked, wide-eyed and shocked at how miserable Dakota must have been.
“By the time I was eleven, I was sent to live in an orphanage. It didn't take more than three days for me to escape with only a gun to fight... But I've survived four years living off from the wilderness... nature isn't even as cruel as my parents were.” As Dakota finished, it was hard to tell if her mask was a bit wet or not.
“Wow-y... That's quite a story-o. I'm so sorry for you-y.” Piry-O said, truly feeling the extensive pain Dakota had gone through for so many years.
“It isn't your fault... I'm just glad someone understands.” she said, and Piry-O could have sworn she saw a slight smile appear on her face.
They walked on, silently, but with enlightened hopes.

Mewisawsome a dit :

*squeals* you updated!!!! :DDD

Ejaffa a dit :

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