~•~The Crazy Pullets of BYC!~•~

[Gerbil]

I can make polls!!!

And I think I know how!!!!!!

 

[ember.opal]

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LOL thank you Gerbil

It just grabs your attention! So new! So so different!

Indeed!

Awesomefowl: I agree! Make sure to put 'I sneezed a marigold' on there, I want to know what people think of it!

 

[awesomefowl]

I chose Forgotten: A Novel, but if it ends up being different, we can change it. I'm not going to try to please everyone on BYC.

 

[EE lover:)]

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I see you used my main plot example for it! Good job! You are wise, o young one, for the Almighty Tallest Eizarg is the smartest of writers in all of Irk!

 

[Gerbil]

Eizarg, is that Grazie?

 

[Ec_Prokta]

EE lover :

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I see you used my main plot example for it! Good job! You are wise, o young one, for the Almighty Tallest Eizarg is the smartest of writers in all of Irk!

I've read your fanfics, and they could use some work. However, you do have talent. Your dialogue is very good.​

 

[EE lover:)]

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I see you used my main plot example for it! Good job! You are wise, o young one, for the Almighty Tallest Eizarg is the smartest of writers in all of Irk!

I've read your fanfics, and they could use some work. However, you do have talent. Your dialogue is very good.

Thanks! I try.

Gerbil: Yes, yes it is.

 

[awesomefowl]

Well, it is getting sort of confusing, but I won't give up....

 

[Gerbil]

Ah...
I am going to try and write something soon. I'll show to the masters, seeing that Ec and EE seem to know.

 

[Ec_Prokta]

So... I decided to write End's death scene for the lulz. Here it is!

End lay on the ground, her wings drooping and shriveling up. Blood stained the altar and ground, as well as her short dress. Her spear stuck through her chest, pointing straight up at the sky. The group stood in front of her, with Parivere brimming with indignation. “For your crimes as a pawn...” She held up her dagger and pointed it at the cyborg's head. “Die.”

“Stop!” Carys called out as she lunged for Parivere's arm. “I think she's trying to say something.” The girl knelt by End, blood seeping into her white sundress. “Hello? Can we help you?”

“I-I just wanted to say...” End slowly jerked her head up, with tears running down her blue eyes covered with zeros and ones, “Thank you for freeing me.” She spoke with a pain-filled, childish voice. “...Carys? Is that you?”

“Y-yes... Who are you?” The girl took End's hand into her own, gripping it tightly as if by doing so, the catalyst could stay on earth.

“C-Chaya. Remember me? W-we used to play together...” End wiped away a tear with a bloody hand before continuing. “It hurts so much, Carys.”

“Shh, it's okay, Chaya.” Carys stroked her head, and an eyeball looked at the others expectantly. “Can't you do something about her?” Parivere, If, and Prokta all looked away. “...Chaya, is there anything we can do?”

“S-stay with me, please, Carys...” End whispered, forcing a smile upon her battered, bloody face. “I'm sorry... I'm sorry that I caused you all so much trouble. I...” End whimpered, and leaned her face on Carys' lap. “Can you forgive me?”

“Naturally. It wasn't your fault that you attacked us.” Prokta replied.
“Of course we can!” If said.
“Yes.” Parivere forced away her tears.

“I've already forgiven you, Chaya.” Carys whispered, letting a tear drop on End's face.

“Thank you...” End said, smiling at her friend. “You all are so much nicer than the scientists... I wish I... didn't have to attack you. Um, Carys?”

“Yes?”

“It's cold... And it hurts... W-where's Mommy? Where's Daddy? They can take care of me, m-make me feel better!” End cried. “Carys, take me to Mommy and Daddy... please...” The girl whimpered before going limp. Her hands, already cold to the touch, now had the coldness of death as well as the coldness of metal. Her blue eyes now were completely blank, and her wings were completely shriveled up. If knelt down by Carys, giving her a small hug.

“...Who was Chaya?” Carys asked the sky.