I Write Like...

I found this little fun thing: I Write Like

It's fun.

So, apparently I wrote Mint and Zoey much like Rudyard Kipling, (JUNGLE BOOK!)

Ivy and Thorn much like Neil Gaiman, (Whoever he is.)

Forgotten is written like Margaret Atwood, (Don't know her.)

And Red-haired Runaway Princess (OYAN) is much like Anne Rice. (Whoever she might be. *googles* Oh. She writes lots of vampire novels. That's awkward.)


Check it out, it's lots of fun!

I'm gonna post this here cause it's the one I'm most proud of:

I write like
Rudyard Kipling

I Write Like by Mémoires, journal software. Analyze your writing!

Btw, if you wanna read Red-haired Runaway Princess, just ask and I'll send you a link.

The New Horror

Before we begin:

I've been drawing lately. Actually, to be more precise, I've been taking pictures of my drawings lately.

This is Icewolf.

This is Aurum, Icewolf's character.

And I think this is Tamiki.

Here's a wittle kitty,

And a wittle puppy.

And here's the wittle kitty and the wittle puppy together.
With the legs of my zebra above them.

Here's da wittle puppy again and again and again.
(I have dubbed him Mac.)

And here's da wittle kitty again and again. And again.
I named her Sky.

AND NOW. THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR.
('Cause I'm sure all that crap up there was so amazing.)

(Re)Introducing: Gayle!

Gayle has been here only once right here, though she also made a small appearance here.
The only difference is her age. And a couple quirks.
I actually did a little character sketch.

Gayle

Gayle: *noms chocolate*
Violet: Aw, you cutie.
Gayle: *drools*
Taylor: How old is she?
Lily: Around three, I'm guessing.
Zagum: Chocolate? At her age?
Mimosa: *shrug* We found her on our doorstep and that's what she was eating.
Truette: ...your doorstep?
Lily: Yup. There was a note: *reads*

This is Gayle.
Please take good care of her.
I know she is in good hands.
I do not, however, know when I shall return.
P.S. She loves chocolate.

Marth: Hey, Gayle. *awkward with children*
Gayle: Aah! *grabs Marth's hair*
Marth: Ah, leggo leggo leggo!
Lily: *pries open fists* Be gentle. This is Marth, can you say Marth?
Gayle: Mauth. Mauth mauth mauth.
Marth: O_O
Gayle: Mauth! *hugs Marths leg*
Marth: She's drooling on my knee.
Gayle: MAAAUUUTTTHHH! *screams*
Marth: Make her stop!!! *utter anguish and horror*
Tacos: *laughs* We love you Mauth.
Marth: <_< Shut up.

New blog

So yup. It's still kind of under construction, but I have a couple stuff up. Check it out: Da Lovely World of Writing

Zagum: You've made ANOTHER blog.
Me: Yup. *no shame*
Lily: Oh! I'm in the convo!
Mimosa: Ack! Me too! *ish excited* >w<
Me: Hey y'all this is Mimosa.
Lily: Mah li'l sista. *noogienoogie*
Mimosa: Ouch.
Taylor: Why aren't I in on the convo? *pout*
Me: Because you'd eat all the cookies.
Violet: Did someone say cookies?
Marth: ...what kind of cookies?
Me: Uh...
Mimosa: Snicker doo--
Lily: SHHHHHH!
Zagum: Snickerdoo? What's snickerdoo?
Taylor: Snicker-doodles... *drool*
Marth: O_O And you didn't tell us?
Me: No! Guys, come on now. I--
Voilet: I love snicker-doodles. *sniff*
Zagum: GIMME
*mobs DLWoW*
Mimosa: *sob* All my beautiful cookies... gone!
Lily: Ah well. We'll make more.
Voilet: I'll help!
Me: I've never even had snicker-doodles...
*horrified silence*