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Thursday, November 28, 2013

Stitches

Hey, you thought I was done? I haven't even told you about Stitches yet!
Silly invisible people. You so stupid.

So. Here's a brief summary:

Stacy wakes up, electricity racing through her body. Only it isn't her body, not anymore. She opens her eyes, mismatched of course, to see a scarecrow.
The bag of burlap and straw introduces herself as BirchTree Calloway before promptly running off to find the witch that made out heroine. Stacy looks over her new body, and whta a body it is.
Gray gargoyle skin, basically shock absorbing stone, covers every joint. Her face is a wild mash of vampire, werewolf, gargoyle, mermaid, and human, and for some reason she can't get the voices that have wormed their way into her head to shut up.
Just as she's realizing that those voices might be there to stay, the dungeon door bangs open. Enter Mirana, witch with certain skills in the way of life. Oh, and making freaky Frankenstein's monster style girls out of several different species. Mirana explains to our favorite Franken-girl (Fine, my favorite) that the five people who made her up died through some unusual circumstances. Except for the human. She just got hit by a car. Birch volunteers the idea for this girl's new name, and she suddenly becomes Stitch, which is mildly annoying.
The next few weeks, she trains. Soon Stitch discovers that she can breath underwater, fall from above New York's skyline without a parachute and live, smell a steak from down the hall, hear things other people can't, (Yeah, that includes those voices) and a lot of other epic stuff. Her toes are three inches too long, she can't show her face without a few screams, and she talks to herself quite often.
After Stitch finally accepts that her friends are there to stay, they introduce themselves as Jess and Lyn. Jess the Snarky werewolf, and Lyn the very extremely nice gargoyle.
A few things of note happen during her time at the mansion. Stitch meets the other members of Mirana's coven, and one witch named Silver makes a particular impression on her. Then, she finds a copy of the paper, and her world begins to come crashing down.
Donning a very comvering black hat, Stitch sneaked away, hopping through a portal on the way to her own funeral. As they burried Stacy's coffin, which she knew was empty, she heard a shout.
Her friend Alyssa came up to her, angry and confused, because this was a private funeral, and therefore this strange girl in the old hat should not have been attending. Ally really did not care how suspicious her friends death was, any reporters had better buzz off.
She shouldn't have taken that hat off, but it happened. The black lace tumbled to the ground as Ally stared at the monster before her, terrified.
That was right about when Stitch ran.
So, eventually Ally found her way to Mirana's mansion, and that started a long argument, which was eventually lost by Stitch when the girls found themselves in the home of the vampires.

Yeah, I'll continue this tommorrow cause It's too long and it's Thanksgiving and my family is arriving.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING BY THE WAY!!!!

NaNoWriMo

I FINISHED. NOT EVEN KIDDING
I think I've gone in to shock. I wrote 50,000 words in a month. I wrote a book, in a month.

So yep, that loud noise you heard a while ago was my brain exploding.

So, in other news, tis time to span you with some lovely picture.

 So, this one is actually related to previous topic. This is Angie, Jess's kid sister.She's the first one to die and the second to get resurrected. (Besides, of course, Stitch and all who make her up)
 So, if the other one was from Stitches, this one is not. (That didn't make sense, ignore it) This is (from left to right) Crow, Emily, Zane, and Rose. From Endron, here's the crew in Halloween costumes because YANA.
Oh, and this is Stitch. I may have posted this before but whatever. I'm still not happy with how the mermaid eye turned out, but it is still a pretty epic picture regardless.

So yep. That has been my life lately. I've probabally watched more youtube videas this month than any other time of the year, and I could spam you with those too, but I'm afraid I'm too lazy to look them all my dear invisible followers.
Endron out.