BACK. STORY. ERB part1"Beryl what's taking so long? We are about to land on Earth and you dont have any of your gear? We just had to be paired with you on our recon team."BACK. STORY. ERB part1 by dangobabe
"Shut up Citrine, I'm getting my gear right now." God does she ever shut up? Whats with all the nagging? Even she isnt THIS uptight. Its just a recon mission for some Homeworld gems that could start up the Kindergarten, why is she so nervous? Oh well, guess I'll just head to the front of the ship since we are getting close.
"How close are we Onyx?"
(Onyx silently glares back)
"Um never mind." We sure close now I can see the beac- "Oh My God." The beach we are headed towards is covered in the green shards of Jasper's ship. There is no sign of Jasper or Peridot or Lapis, where are they? This was a failed mission not a massacre...at least not what I was told. Citrine doesnt look suprised, but Onyx did, just for a second. Was Citrine keeping this from us both?
The ship suddenly lurches to the side, knocking me and Citri
COMMISSIONS OPEN WOWWant some art??? Really cheap cost for ur SU OCs or if u have a gem and idea but no drawing.COMMISSIONS OPEN WOW by dangobabe
Comment below what u want with ref and I'll get it done as soon as possible ^^
Send me the points before u comment I wont give out free art sorry
Thanks for the consideration I hope to hear from u!!!!
I do traditional sketches for 1 point (like Smokey Quartz)
I do Digital "headshot" for 5 points (like Red Diamond)
I do Digital full body for 10 points (like Moonstone or my other OCs)
5 tips for making a NON-Mary-Sue!Hey there my guardians! (new intro i am trying out)5 tips for making a NON-Mary-Sue! by origin-islands
i know i have been flaking out on my stuff i promised, i have been doing a lot, but lately i have been seeing a lot of Mary sues, or way to "perfect" OCs and story characters, so i have decided to share some info, as you all know, i am a writer, so i know how to make a character (to some standards) so i have decided to sow you all my tips for making a good character, keep in mind, this is mainly for "hidden potencial" and "underdog" characters, but may for for other types. there are 5 RULES i follow
1. add restrictions to your characters powers, coal is very strong in his charcoal form, but he only gets to that form when he is really, REALLY angry, which is really rare, and even in his normal state, he can only control so much dust. even his dust drills are only able to do so much, to make a dust drill he has to compact a LOT of dust into a solid shape, restricting how many and how big he can make his drills
2. add some mental/physica
Two Halves of One HeartChapter 3: Fortunate MeetingTwo Halves of One Heart by LunarPeltofMoonClan
Naomi swallowed the rest of her fish happily, though her tears had some-what stained her clean, brown fur. She wiped her eyes with her paws before moving over to see what Maverick was doing.
"Where are we going next? I forgot..." She asked innocently. Maverick visibly rolled his eyes, pointing at a location on the map. Looks like he was back to no talking. She narrowed her eyes at the map. "Oh, your Aunt Sidni." She smiled. Maverick nodded, rolling up the map and hopping onto the bear's head. Naomi then padded along in the underbrush of the forest.
Koibito sat calmly on the edge of the cliff that his pack rested on. He gave out a sad sigh as the sun was just setting. He stood up on his four paws, padding back to the small pack to see the sad families all gathered there. The male bear came over to the group and slipped through to the front, faking a smile at his grandfather.
"We are ready. What about Nin?" He rasped. Koibit
The painted rose haunts my dreamsThe painted rose haunts my dreams,The painted rose haunts my dreams by bubbasmack
Taunting me with what I seek,
Enticing me with sweet promises,
But these things are things I cannot reach.
The painted rose consumes my sleep.
The painted rose attacks me,
With sharp purple thorns,
Tearing at my flesh,
Confusing me of what is good and just.
The painted rose humbles me through fear.
The edges of the leaves,
Wilted, black, and malnourished,
Seek to be relieved,
And block the path for the pilgrims,
Who seek for the pure to be freed.
I have delved into a sea of red,
Created by the blood spilt by those that I call brothers,
Who each wield the painted rose,
Gripped tightly by dirt covered fists,
These men are not my friends,
And this sea of red must be cleansed.
Amidst the seas of red,
Are blue islands of rest and refuge,
Where friends may be found,
And where pureness prevails,
But these islands are sinking quickly,
As they recede back into the sea.
The painted rose provides salvation,
Towards the center, hidden behind the seas of red leave
You are my everythingYou are my night, and you are my day.You are my everything by bubbasmack
You are the one who guides my way.
You are my moon, and you are my sun.
I love you more than anyone.
You are my everything, please never let me go.
You are my might, and you are my way.
You clear my path, and you keep me sane.
You are my bullet, and you are my gun.
A shot in the dark made our hearts into one.
You are my heart, and you are my soul.
Please, keep me safe, and don't let me go.