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TheTigersDen
You can always find the list of our online receivers on
the spreadsheet :D
As far as I can see, right now Peyp and ButtRocks are both online for receiving.
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TheTigersDen
You can always find the list of our online receivers on
the spreadsheet :D
As far as I can see, right now Peyp and ButtRocks are both online for receiving.
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Peyp
Sending the last of my payment to Tavvi, 50 at level 5 :)
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Peyp
Sending the last of my payment to Tavvi, 50 at level 5 :)
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PijukVonGacy I have sent you 25 level 8s for the foddart payment ^^ All PAs!
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PijukVonGacy I have sent you 25 level 8s for the foddart payment ^^ All PAs!
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Tavvi
537 levels coming your way! 76 dragons total
All sent. Should be 2699/3750 levels total!
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Tavvi
537 levels coming your way! 76 dragons total
All sent. Should be 2699/3750 levels total!
@TheTigersDen
I see it, thank you! I'll mark you down as paid :D
Got a few finished orders today, please let me know if you need anything changed!
Thank you for supporting Plague [emoji=plague rune size=1]
@Valla
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@Silver202
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@SilverBelle
I tried giving her the glowing eyes, but it just kept looking really awful, so I went with normal eyes. I hope that's ok, otherwise, if you'd like me to give it another bash, just let me know!
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TheTigersDen
I see it, thank you! I'll mark you down as paid :D
Got a few finished orders today, please let me know if you need anything changed!
Thank you for supporting Plague
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Valla
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Silver202
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SilverBelle
I tried giving her the glowing eyes, but it just kept looking really awful, so I went with normal eyes. I hope that's ok, otherwise, if you'd like me to give it another bash, just let me know!
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@jekylls
Here are your poems! Please let me know if there's anything you'd like me to change or fix! :) Happy Valentine's Day!
[quote="Cupid"]With wistful sighs and lovestruck eyes
Crooning words - a flirtatious guise
Sweet-scented fur, a love connoisseur
Everyone agrees, he's no amateur
He'll sing a song or dance along
To some he might seem to come on strong
Always romancing, eyes always glancing
Nimble paws are forward prancing
But even [i]this[/i] male is bound to fail
From time to time love can't prevail
When heart is torn and love he mourns
Poor Cupid weeps, he's so forlorn
Inconsolable, his grief is audible
Passersby find him most disagreeable
Though the time won't last, and soon it's passed
And Cupid's back with fervor unsurpassed
He'll find new hearts as his game restarts
And sings sugared songs to his new sweethearts
He'll hold them dear and hold them near
Even if feelings fade within the year
With wistful sighs and lovestruck eyes
Crooning words - a flirtatious guise
Sweet-scented fur, a love connoisseur
Everyone agrees, he's no amateur[/quote]
[quote="Creature"]Baited breath, cold as ice
Stifled heart and clammy skin
Hatred boils, no love can suffice
Nor quell the growing rot within
Petals curl and die in frost
Withering and fading, falling away
Is it too late? Will all be lost?
The petals rot and fade to grey
There is no shame in being alive
At least that's what he tells himself
But for now he struggles just to survive
Hated; in a world all by himself
Created and left, maybe to die?
If so, then, what does his existence mean?
The stars above alone hear him cry
Hurt by words unsaid, things unseen
Perhaps someday things will change
Hands will reach instead of rend
Skies will open and minds rearrange
But hatred never seems to end
Sky boils as the rain plummets down
Droplets mingling with tears
Misery and longing soaks the ground
Perhaps one day he'll face his fears...[/quote]
[quote="Frankenstein"]An artist working in flesh
Broad strokes with brush of bone
Mixing paints of richest blood
Perched on carefully constructed throne
Weaving tapestries of sinew
A Creator's greatest project
For from his hands will spring a life
Thirst for power – as always – unchecked
No reason given, no reason needed
No thought ahead for his creation
Why should it matter so long as he
Succeeds in his operation?
The thin line between genius and madness
Is a line he treads every day
Though the line grows ever thinner
As one or the other pulls him astray
But in the end what does it matter
To the man who would become God?
An artist in dark materials
Black heart and hands dripping blood
A Creator or harbinger of Death?
Flawed earth crumbling below
Frankenstein – scientist today
But perhaps a madman tomorrow.[/quote]
[quote="Hyde"]Sharp teeth flash
Like pinpricks of moonlight
Diamond-white, edged in blood
Like rubies set in marble
Claws tap along
With the rhythm of your heartbeat
Always charming, despite
The strange air around him
Laugh is colder than ice
Smile seeps like poison
Across his handsome face
Tail switching like a jungle cat's
A true gentlemen, they all say
Like they don't know the secret
Playing friend and foe
Like the Devil's fiddle
Ravenous soul craving blood
To sip from a crystal goblet
Savour it like a fine wine
But for now, he waits
And waits
To strike again.[/quote]
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jekylls
Here are your poems! Please let me know if there's anything you'd like me to change or fix! :) Happy Valentine's Day!
Cupid wrote:
With wistful sighs and lovestruck eyes
Crooning words - a flirtatious guise
Sweet-scented fur, a love connoisseur
Everyone agrees, he's no amateur
He'll sing a song or dance along
To some he might seem to come on strong
Always romancing, eyes always glancing
Nimble paws are forward prancing
But even this male is bound to fail
From time to time love can't prevail
When heart is torn and love he mourns
Poor Cupid weeps, he's so forlorn
Inconsolable, his grief is audible
Passersby find him most disagreeable
Though the time won't last, and soon it's passed
And Cupid's back with fervor unsurpassed
He'll find new hearts as his game restarts
And sings sugared songs to his new sweethearts
He'll hold them dear and hold them near
Even if feelings fade within the year
With wistful sighs and lovestruck eyes
Crooning words - a flirtatious guise
Sweet-scented fur, a love connoisseur
Everyone agrees, he's no amateur
Creature wrote:
Baited breath, cold as ice
Stifled heart and clammy skin
Hatred boils, no love can suffice
Nor quell the growing rot within
Petals curl and die in frost
Withering and fading, falling away
Is it too late? Will all be lost?
The petals rot and fade to grey
There is no shame in being alive
At least that's what he tells himself
But for now he struggles just to survive
Hated; in a world all by himself
Created and left, maybe to die?
If so, then, what does his existence mean?
The stars above alone hear him cry
Hurt by words unsaid, things unseen
Perhaps someday things will change
Hands will reach instead of rend
Skies will open and minds rearrange
But hatred never seems to end
Sky boils as the rain plummets down
Droplets mingling with tears
Misery and longing soaks the ground
Perhaps one day he'll face his fears...
Frankenstein wrote:
An artist working in flesh
Broad strokes with brush of bone
Mixing paints of richest blood
Perched on carefully constructed throne
Weaving tapestries of sinew
A Creator's greatest project
For from his hands will spring a life
Thirst for power – as always – unchecked
No reason given, no reason needed
No thought ahead for his creation
Why should it matter so long as he
Succeeds in his operation?
The thin line between genius and madness
Is a line he treads every day
Though the line grows ever thinner
As one or the other pulls him astray
But in the end what does it matter
To the man who would become God?
An artist in dark materials
Black heart and hands dripping blood
A Creator or harbinger of Death?
Flawed earth crumbling below
Frankenstein – scientist today
But perhaps a madman tomorrow.
Hyde wrote:
Sharp teeth flash
Like pinpricks of moonlight
Diamond-white, edged in blood
Like rubies set in marble
Claws tap along
With the rhythm of your heartbeat
Always charming, despite
The strange air around him
Laugh is colder than ice
Smile seeps like poison
Across his handsome face
Tail switching like a jungle cat's
A true gentlemen, they all say
Like they don't know the secret
Playing friend and foe
Like the Devil's fiddle
Ravenous soul craving blood
To sip from a crystal goblet
Savour it like a fine wine
But for now, he waits
And waits
To strike again.
@Emakaru
Sorry for the delay, but I hope it was worth the wait :P Please let me know if there's anything you would like changed! :)
[quote=“Vesper”]Speckled sunlight on the forest floor
Ancient voices singing in the trees above
Perhaps they're spirits passing through
Or something else in this age-old grove
Yet something else is passing by
Like the light of sunlight fading
He makes his way through forgotten paths
While ethereal chorus keeps serenading
Soft footsteps barely leave a mark
Almost as if he's weightless
In his wake a summer's breeze
Drifting through the forest ageless
He hums along with tuneless songs
Sunset captured in his wings
Grass whispers secrets as he goes
And still the voices sing
But when he goes, the sunlight fades
Forest still as twilight creeps
Across the verdant greens
As the trees all go to sleep
Though they all know that come
The morn, the sunlight will return
And with it, so again will he
Passing through grass and fern[/quote]
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Emakaru
Sorry for the delay, but I hope it was worth the wait :P Please let me know if there's anything you would like changed! :)
“Vesper” wrote:
Speckled sunlight on the forest floor
Ancient voices singing in the trees above
Perhaps they're spirits passing through
Or something else in this age-old grove
Yet something else is passing by
Like the light of sunlight fading
He makes his way through forgotten paths
While ethereal chorus keeps serenading
Soft footsteps barely leave a mark
Almost as if he's weightless
In his wake a summer's breeze
Drifting through the forest ageless
He hums along with tuneless songs
Sunset captured in his wings
Grass whispers secrets as he goes
And still the voices sing
But when he goes, the sunlight fades
Forest still as twilight creeps
Across the verdant greens
As the trees all go to sleep
Though they all know that come
The morn, the sunlight will return
And with it, so again will he
Passing through grass and fern
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tafficat got them all friend! sorry for the delay, i was sleeping XD
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tafficat got them all friend! sorry for the delay, i was sleeping XD
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Phenri thank you so much!! And no worries about the eyes i prefer they dont be glowing :3 It looks great thanks again!!!
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Phenri thank you so much!! And no worries about the eyes i prefer they dont be glowing :3 It looks great thanks again!!!