I was tagged again!
Rules:
1. Write the Rules.
2. Write 13 things about yourself.
3. Answer the 13 questions made by the person who tagged you, and makeyour own 13 questions.
4. Tag 13 deviants only.
5. Make sure that they know they are tagged.
6. Don't say "You're tagged if you read this."
7. It is forbidden to not tag anybody.
8. Tag backs are allowed.
9. If you don't make this tag in a week, you need to obey a wish of the person who tags you.
13 things you may not know about me...
1) I like weapons but I wouldn't consider myself knowledgeable on the topic.... I currently own a katana and a bow with arrows.
2) I could probably list at least 20 things that I'm scared of... I literally describe myself as being scared of everything.....
3) I'm very forgetful. My memory is crap compared to what it used to be. And I'm only 21. XD
4) My mom once thought I was watching pornography but she soon found out I was just watching My Little Pony. And that's how my mom found out I watch MLP.
5) I'm one of those people who couldn't care less if you talked about me in degrading ways, but if you talk about my friends, you will have pissed off the wrong person. I still try to be respectful though... Curse my kindness. But I can still be very rude if my mood is just right.
6) I cannot describe my music taste. All I can say is I don't particularly care for country or rap. Other than that, I'll listen to just about anything.
7) Fashion forward is definitely not a way to describe me. Pants and a shirt is how I fashion.
8) I want to one day start up a YouTube channel just that I can do music on. But... I'm too shy...
9) I really enjoy ocean life and hope to one day live near a beach. And I want to have an octopus friend that will visit me everyday and tell me about his adventures in the ocean that day. Because that's how absolutely impossible that is...
10) I LOVE fruit. If I was given the chance I would eat it all day everyday! But its just too damn expensive these days.
11) When I draw facial expressions I often make the face that I'm trying to draw. Kinda how people make faces when feeding a baby. I do that too.
12) I love oriental styled things. I have a ton of glassware and I mainly favor teacups. And tea. Great, now I want tea.
13) I steal glasses. If you wear them, I take them and put them on. Don't worry, you'll get them back... Eventually.
Questions for me...
1) What is your favorite things to do in outdoors?
Like taking the ferret out sometimes... But I like to just sit in the sun and just... do things. Be it reading, playing games, drawing, yelling at birds, whatever I feel like at the time. I would ride a bike if I had one.
2) What are the other hobbies you interested with? (Instead you're favorite/current hobby?)
Well, I plan on learning how to use my previously mentioned weapons properly.
3) What kind of games (types not the name of the games) do you prefer?
I would rather play puzzle and adventure games. Though I do like horror sometimes.
4) What do you usually do when you are high on maximum bored?
Wonder. You know, try to find something to do so I won't be so bored. This usually involves going to town and spending money I can't afford to spend.... Being bored is very bad.
5) Have you ever dream about things that is unexpected then it really came true in real life?
I dreamed that I had a ferret... So I bought one. Wait, I don't know if that one counts....
6) Do you love your parents?
Of course! Sure, mom tends to get put on the list of people I dislike sometimes, but that don't mean anything.
7) How many hours do you get to sleep everyday?
At least 5 for the most part...
8) Is your sibling(s) have similiar looks as you are?
No, my sister looks nothing like me....
9) Would you rather have a rich family with no technology provided or just a normal family with high speed WiFi? (I'm sorry QwQ)
I dunno... I think I'm good with my family seeing how we have Wifi and all...
10) What is love means to you? (Be honest and DONT try to sing it out loud -w-)
Love to me means caring about the other person no matter what happens. It can't ever be all about you. Love is a team effort.
11) How well are you these days? Can you tell me?
I can definitely say that I am healthy as far as I know.
12) What kind of movie (genre) do you like?
I can't say I really ha e a favorite... But I'm not exactly fond of romance movies. Like it can have romance in it but it can't be purely romance. Like. No.
13) Your favorite tagline! Spread the world~!
"Sleep is a curse, and yet, a curse I need to live"
-Steven Universe
My questions to you...
1) Do you wear glasses? >:3
2) How long have you been an artist?
3) What is one thing you wish to achieve?
4) Do you like to read? If so, what genre do you prefer?
5) If you could turn back time to change anything, what would be your reason for going back? If you don't want to answer fully you can just say whether or not you would.
6) If you were a secret agent what kind of identy would you choose outside of work?
7) Are you a morning person?
8) Who is your favorite MLP villain?
9) What is your dream job?
10) If you were arrested what is most likely to be the reason?
11) If you had to choose between a house in the city or a house out in the middle of nature which would you decide on and why?
12) Your worst enemy is in danger. Save them or not?
13) There's a pretty blue glowing orb hovering about in your room. Approach it or take evasive action?
I'll tag people, but I don't care if you do it or not...
Once upon a time... I was tagged.
1) You must post these rules.
2) Answer the 8 questions the person tagged you made and make up your own 8 questions for the people you tag to answer.
4) Go to their pages and inform them that they have been tagged if you want.
7) Can't say "No Tags".
home-dat-stuck's questions:
1. How are you today?
Miserable... Got stuck at home with a cold I don't get sick often, but when I do I'm such a baby about it.
2: Do you like bacon?
I do like bacon but it's a little overly glorified these days...
3. Do you enjoy doing art?
Oh, yes! Very much so.
4. Have you enjoyed your time at DeviantART and wish to continue the good fortune?
Of course! I've met so many wonderful people here! There's no way I could possibly leave now.
5. Do you prefer day or night?
Night! Even though it can be rather scary (Cause I'm afraid of the dark... don't judge!) I really like the sky at nighttime! :3
6. Do you like people who cosplay?
Absolutely! They are creative people who want to show off their interests! I've seen some really great costumes!
7. Do you cosplay?
I do once in a while. It's so much fun!
8. I hope you enjoyed this. Did you?
Yes! It was a nice way to pass the time. (I'm about have even more fun trying to come up with questions for this...)
My Questions :
1. If I were to show up at your home, what would be your first reaction?
2. Do you like video games? If so, what are your favorite genres? If not, why?
3. What's your favorite mystical creature?
4. What's the happiest memory you can remember?
5. Let's say the world has ended and you are the only survivor where you are. What will you do? What would keep you motivated to go on?
6. What is your favorite thing to draw?
7. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
8. If deviantArt didn't exist and you never met those you know here would you be the same person you are now?
Now, for my tags...
Power's out.
A Five Nights short story
A/N: Yeah... sorry for the lack of detail. It's a little bland in that department... But please enjoy it anyway. If you have some tips on how I can Improve this story, then I would love to hear them! ^^.
On a quiet and clear night, six ghostly white figures stood outside of a run-down building. This place was not known for fantasy and fun coming to life… it was more famous for the unfortunate tragedies that happened there so long ago. A killer, taking the lives of children by making them think he was one of their animatronic friends taking them to play a fun game. A trick. They were fooled. They took on the roles of the robots, brining cheer to the children until the restaurant was shut down.
One of the small figures placed a hand on the front door of the building, the door where new friends came through to have a good time with their families. The spirit had long markings that ran down his cheeks. He felt someone grab his other hand, but he continued looking inside at the ruins. The other child swung his arm back and forth in an attempt to get his attention. He slowly turned his head to face the ghost next to him.
“… I want to go home.” she whimpered.
The others began to sniffle as children do when they cry.
“I want to see my mommy and daddy!” one of them sobbed.
All of them began to bawl, including the boy with the tear stains already going down his face. When the crying had died down they gathered together for a group hug. Their ghostly bodies began to rise off the ground, then, the boy with the marks on his face got an idea.
“Let’s make something for our moms and dads!” he suggested. “My mom always liked when I drew stuff for her.”
“Mine too!”
“That sounds like fun!”
“I think there’s some paper in the office.”
One of them went back inside to get some paper and crayons. Each child drew something special for their loved ones. They took their time and waited for everyone to finish, even helping to color each other’s drawings.
The tear stained child was helping with a drawing when he felt someone tap on his shoulder. The other child continued to complete his drawing by scribbling some blue into the “sky”. He looked up and saw the girl standing there with a somewhat sad expression on her face.
“What’s the matter?” He stood up, lightly squeezing her hand.
She pulled her drawing from behind her back and showed it to him. “I’m done… but… I don’t want to go alone… It’s dark and scary away from Freddy’s.
He smiled, “That’s okay. We’ll all go together.” Everyone gathered around with their drawings in hand, anxious to leave to see their families again. The child with the tear markings collected all the drawings and they all joined hands so no one would be left behind.
They first visited the girl’s home. She was given her drawing and a bit of encouragement. After a nudge or two she finally approached the door and walked through it. The lights were all off, but there was a light blue glow that lit up the rooms. She found her way to her father’s bedroom. He was in bed sleeping. The little ghost ran over to him and latched onto his arm that was hanging off the bed. He didn’t respond to it, just continued to sleep. The girl jumped up in the bed with him, hugged him, kissed him on the cheek, and left her picture for him.
The ghosts outside waited patiently for their friend to return. When she finally came out she was crying and the others hugged her to calm her down.
It was difficult to go through this with all of the other children, and to them it lasted years, but they still had one stop left to make; the boy with the tears marked on his cheeks. The children were all pulled in the direction of the boy’s home. They stopped when he did and looked up the house. Every one of the other children told him it would be alright and that he could do it… but he wasn’t worried about any of that… he just didn’t want to go in alone.
The girl took his hand, “It’s okay. We’ll all go in with you. Is that alright?”
He nodded and led the way through the door. The light in the living room was on and a woman was sitting in one of the chairs. The house wasn’t really clean, but decent enough to have guests over. The lady was awake but looked very tired like she hadn’t sleep in a long time, not very well at least. She leaned forward and covered her face with her hands, sobbing.
The boy stepped into the room timidly, tears in his own eyes.”M-mom…” He laid the paper down on the floor in front of the woman. He turned to leave but stopped before the entryway, listening to his mother’s weeping. The spirit quickly turned around and ran back over to hug his mom. The woman looked up when she felt a cold chill and noticed the drawing on the floor. Her hands immediately covered her mouth when she began to sob even more from the shock. She lifted the paper and set it in her lap. She tried not to get any of her tears on the drawing by wiping them away quickly; she still missed a few. A smile appeared on her face and she took the paper and held it to her heart. She fell asleep with the drawing in her hand.
The ghosts all went back outside and they praised the boy for doing so well. He wiped away the tears he cried and the markings disappeared with them. The spirits joined hands for the last time and left together to their new home.
Ah, dreams... You so silly.
Ah, HELL Naw! F*ck That! I'm going to work!
