mmmm blood box

blooood*steals blood* me eat this blood

I'll write the story now. (by the way it might be a teaser for a fanfiction)
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Ditterio's POV

Nwonknu and I were playing by an old building. I giggled as Nwonknu brushed a lilly past my cheek, and he let out a small smile. "Hey, do you want to race?" my brother asked, and I nodded in reply. "First one to the doors of the house wins! Three... two... one... GO!"

My brother and I ran towards the rotting house, but gradually, he started taking the lead. "Sister, I'm beating you!" Nwonknu taunted, looking behind him. Without him looking, my brother was running straight towards a wall!

"NWONKNU! WATCH OU-" I heard a crash, and dashed over to my brother. He looked dazed, and he weakly pointed behind me. I turned my head to glimpse at what he was pointing at, and saw a large wooden support falling towards us, gaining speed. I screamed, and pushed my brother out of the way, standing up.

I felt something heavy fall on me, and I heard my brother's voice. "Sister, sister! Please tell me you're alive, plea..." I tried to reply, but the color of blood filled my vision, slowly fading to black.

I love you, brother...
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OH GOD MY FEELS

FEELS.

FEELS EVERYWHERE

*hugs self*

THE FEEELS

Feels are smeared everywhere.

Gahhh

still I like it so far.

Ikr the FEELS.

Nwonknu's POV
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"Sister, sister," I cried, my voice cracking as tears fell from my face. "Please tell me you're alive," I sniffed. "please tell me you're alive!" I pushed the wooden plank off of my sibling. There was a small chance of her being alive, right...?

What I saw was horrifying.

My sister's eyes were huge- I could see the white part of the eye surrounding the pupil and iris. Crimson blood trickled down her face and into a small puddle beside her head. No way could she be alive... "No..." I whispered, taking her head into my arms. "Why does it have to be this way?" I wailed, new tears replacing the old ones.
I then stood up, and walked out into the sunlight.

'How DARE it be a happy day,' I thought, sneering. I looked up towards the sky. "THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A HAPPY DAY!" I screamed, repeating the words constantly. "...there...is...no..." I fell to my knees, supporting my body with my hands. Shakily, I whispered something that I would never forget.

"I hate you, Ditterio."
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TWO YEARS LATER
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I stared at the sky from my tinted green glasses, and I felt for the camera that my so-called-friends gave to me as they forced me out. I finally found it, and turned it on. Looking back to the earth, I looked around. 'I guess that this camera is for taking pictures...' I thought, and kept on walking, hoping to find a picture-perfect scene.

I finally found a small pond with a few trees around it. I held the camera up to my eyes, and snapped a picture. The camera vibrated a little, and a bright light flashed. I squinted my eyes, and tried to find the film with my hands.

There was none.

After the light was gone, I put down my camera, and let out a quiet gasp.

The whole place was ruined. The trees were charred black, and the pond water evaporated. The flowers were just mere piles of ash, and I walked over to one. I placed a finger on the pile, and quickly retracted it, hissing. Man, why is it still hot? I then walked over to the pond, where I crouched down. The ducks are dead, but where are their skeletons?

I quickly took a look around the place, and left without any clues. I guess I'll find out what happened to that place later.
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Okay gtg sleep now, bai guys
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I hope that's a bit better, Satash (cannot write stories when people die)

Fallingspear a dit :

Ikr the FEELS.

Nwonknu's POV
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"Sister, sister," I cried, my voice cracking as tears fell from my face. "Please tell me you're alive," I sniffed. "please tell me you're alive!" I pushed the wooden plank off of my sibling. There was a small chance of her being alive, right...?

What I saw was horrifying.

My sister's eyes were wide, and her mouth was open in mid-scream. Crimson blood trickled down her face and into a small puddle beside her head. No way could she be alive... "No..." I whispered, taking her head into my arms. "Why does it have to be this way?" I wailed, new tears replacing the old ones.
I then stood up, and walked out into the sunlight.

'How DARE it be a happy day,' I thought, sneering. I looked up towards the sky. "THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A HAPPY DAY!" I screamed, repeating the words constantly. "...there...is...no..." I fell to my knees, supporting my body with my hands. Shakily, I whispered something that I would never forget.

"I hate you, Ditterio."
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TWO YEARS LATER
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I stared at the sky from my tinted green glasses, and I felt for the camera that my so-called-friends gave to me as they forced me out. I finally found it, and turned it on. Looking back to the earth, I looked around. 'I guess that this camera is for taking pictures...' I thought, and kept on walking, hoping to find a picture-perfect scene.

I finally found a small pond with a few trees around it. I held the camera up to my eyes, and snapped a picture. The camera vibrated a little, and a bright light flashed. I squinted my eyes, and tried to find the film with my hands.

There was none.

After the light was gone, I put down my camera, and let out a quiet gasp.

The whole place was ruined. The trees were charred black, and the pond water evaporated. The flowers were just mere piles of ash, and I walked over to one. I placed a finger on the pile, and quickly retracted it, hissing. Man, why is it still hot? I then walked over to the pond, where I crouched down. The ducks are dead, but where are their skeletons?

I quickly took a look around the place, and left without any clues. I guess I'll find out what happened to that place later.
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Okay gtg sleep now, bai guys

You are great at writing and I love you're art work! keep the good shit up ^^

Fallingspear a dit :

Ikr the FEELS.

Nwonknu's POV
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FEELS

FEELS.

FEELS EVERYWHERE

YOU. ARE. NOT. BORED.

can i say something?
"My sister's eyes were wide, and her mouth was open in mid-scream."
instead of just wide, how about wide open? sometimes those actually make the picture
the: 'her mouth was open in mid-scream' doesn't seem that necessary. plus her voice isn't working because she's dead if i read your piece right so. . .

http://sketchtoy.com/57040867
^ Hair tied up

http://sketchtoy.com/57040994
^ Hair put down

Nwonknu grew his hair long to remind himself what happened to his sister. He ties it up though, because it often makes him cry whenever Nwonknu sees himself with his hair down in the mirror. He reminds himself too much of his dead sister.

Fallingspear a dit :

Random rage picture about the '30 second rule'.

yes.

perfect.

same thing I think about

I really should stop spamming this thread with my really quick sketches on sketch toy.

And Noobforevah, stop stalking my thread.

Fallingspear a dit :

I really should stop spamming this thread with my really quick sketches on sketch toy.

And Noobforevah, stop stalking my thread.

sorry nah.

Wont stop stalking y'know

some of us are stalking too just lurking k

Oh look, more drawing time with my characters with sayings that aren't true (as far as I know, anyways)

He doesn't like killing. He only kills to keep his 'evil' profile.

Fallingspear a dit :

Oh look, more drawing time with my characters with sayings that aren't true (as far as I know, anyways)

He doesn't like killing. He only kills to keep his 'evil' profile.

Oh.

Wow, he doesn't like killing? WOOW.

vv .... WELL OKAY THEN STOP THE FEELS

Noobforevah a dit :

Oh.

Wow, he doesn't like killing? WOOW.

Yes. Unlike his sane self, he doesn't like killing. If someone tells him to kill something, he will do it, only to say an excuse and run away to his 'corner of shame and dispair which feels like when you have something or someone you love die at your fingertips, and you know that you can't save them, so you sob and wail until they finally pass away, and you wrap your arms around it and sob forever' corner. You can never see him frown, because he had plastic surgery to make him permanently smile.

He does not cry. He only shakes, and starts laughing hysterically- most people confuse this as him going crazy (again).

The only people who know this besides the readers are his sane self and me.

...Yay... bumps...

I don't own Red. He belongs to... um... someone else that isn't me.

Fallingspear a dit :

...Yay... bumps...

I don't own Red. He belongs to... um... someone else that isn't me.

So cute c: I used to watch d.f xD