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Posted 11/16/08
Fill this out 2 be a helper in CW09:

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Why you want to be a mod in CW09?
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Posted 11/17/08
queenofanimes
so i can help other people in writing and maybe even learn something myself
The fresh Autumn leaves were blowing everywhere, Saya, an odd yet beautiful girl, was a very talented young lady, infact she was only 15. The only problem was she had such a confused heart, she felt that she didn't belong in the human world, that was something she did not understand. One morning she woke up to see a a boy sitting on Saya's bedroom floor. He looked a year older than Saya, he had cat ears, sharp nails, and a cat tail. She did not scream but was rather surprised. The cat boy said,"My job is to revive your memory then retrieve you to the Cats Are Everything company. Will you come?" What kind of answer will Saya give to the mysterious boy?

This is a summary I made I thought a whole story would be too much. I don't think this is a good summary so I'll take any kind of answer. (bad, good, any kind) ^-^'
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Posted 11/17/08

i like ur story ^-^ feel free 2 make forums and help ppl out w/ writing. ur now a mod, plz b active

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Posted 11/17/08

Dark_angel_1324 wrote:


i like ur story ^-^ feel free 2 make forums and help ppl out w/ writing. ur now a mod, plz b active



oh don't worry im already 24/7 on the computer! ^-^'
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Posted 11/22/08

Username:Lydia_Carlton
Why you want to be a mod in CW09?because i want to write some interesting stories!!
Writing sample(any kind of writing would be ok):
between the lines are
nuances of feelings dressed in black,
ciphers spilling out
of heart,mind,hand
they take to form what
otherwise are abstract
yet giving not JUSTICE
for forms are but patterns,
defined and bound
unlike feelings
limitless in depth
and width and height...
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Posted 11/22/08


very haunting...i dont get some of the words, wats nuances and ciphers?

Posted 12/29/08
Username: ice_dragon_love
Why you want to be a mod in CW09?: because i am very creative and outgoing with my writing, most of my poems and short stories are advices I give to people or to inspire someone to change their bad attitude, etc...
Writing sample(any kind of writing would be ok):
Here's a poem i wrote:
You are a flower
and i am a bud
you are the sun
and i am the stars
you are something
and i am nothing
but you are my friend
and i am yours

Riddle:
"I am a suit no men, may wear, neither peasants nor kings,
Yet no man goes without me.
What's got by me shall be well known.
What lies at me is the reason for things.
All may touch me when I am soft, none when I am stone
Lose me and you will falter- yet if I am taken,
you will fond courage anew."



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Posted 12/29/08


u ish now mod ^-^

Posted 12/29/08

Dark_angel_1324 wrote:



u ish now mod ^-^



thank you!
Posted 1/17/09
Username: hyuuganeji11
Why you want to be a mod in CW09? 'cause I love writing~~
Writing sample(any kind of writing would be ok): I apologize for the bit of swearing... But that's just how I see guards at prisons talking...

Sosho Megumi; a cold-hearted assassin wanted by more than 21 villages, hired by power-thirsty aristocrats, charged by central government in various cities of homicide of over a few dozen important men and countless guards who got in the way.
There is no light in this room. There’s no freedom to move my constricted limbs. I lie as if I’m just an old bag. My hearing is exceptionally perceptive: footsteps of scurrying bugs all over the walls and ceiling. I’m used to them crawling all over my body, except it pisses me off when they crawl over my face.
They come to visit everyday. The door would open after tell-tale leather-pact steps on the cement walkway outside with that familiar creak of the hinge. “Dammit! This place smells like shit!” They’d splash my body with water, as if it wasn’t cold enough already. “Here’s food.” The door would then slam shut, cutting off the slight light that made its way through. Of course there are neither forks nor chopsticks. Just like eating like a dog with handcuffs on. The taste of the sour rice would fill my mouth. Ugh.
The alarm resonated in the damp, smelly, dark sewers; not much difference with my cell. The sound blared, piercing through the dank air, painful to my ears. My chakra was still held off, but I had enough out to get away. My bare feet splashed against puddles of unknown liquid. Numb.
The sunlight was too bright for my dark-acquainted eyes. Fuck. I kept them closed, and instead used my hearing for directions. It wasn’t long before gravel and pebbles became my floor. The beautiful sounds of nature filled the air; too beautiful for me to think of it as true. If this was a dream, don’t wake up. Don’t wake up ever again. Suddenly, the rushing of water and the rough crashes of a cataract; a river. Finally. The air became moist under the afternoon sun. Finally. I released my aching muscles as I tumbled sideways, falling heads first into the crystal clear, pure, clean, sweet water; all the things I’ll never be.
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