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jada
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Due to lack of faith in my art i have cancled my adoptable page. My self esteem drops faster that a apple in the gravity theroy. Anyway. Sorry. 

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You ever feel like you could just die?

 

Like everything is just to hard?

 

And everyone tells you it will get better?

 

To keep smiling?

 

But your just dead inside.

 

But your just great at faking that smile!

 

So, you go through your day, with that look on your face.

 

That pokerface, with dead eyes, as you cry on the inside.

 

And that forced smile, when your spoken to.

 

If your spoken to.

 

Yet,...

 

There's theese certain people.

 

Who you don't make you cry.

 

Who you don't force a smile around...

 

Who hug you while you cry..

 

Who tell you it's okay,..

 

And you believe them.

 

This, is why people have friends.

 

Have partners in crime

 

Have lovers.

 

Because they keep you sane.

 

No matter,

 

How tough your day was.

 

Someone is always there.

For you.

 

 

 

Dedicated to...

 

My Bunny

My Princess

My Halfer

My Rockstar

My Flame

My Demon

My Magnet

My Lion

My Wolf

My Ashes

 

And:

 

My lil' Monster :3

 

 

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Stormstriker217
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Stay positive!

There's nothing wrong with your adoptables! I hadn't seen your adoptable request post, but after seeing this, I looked at it. That goop creature is so adorable! You shouldn't beat up on yourself for not being good enough. Again, I saw your post. You are definitely good enough! Don't compare yourself to other people. Everyone is different, and many of the people who are insanely good at art (like draw a realistic human good-how?) have practiced art since they were toddlers.

 

And I say this as someone who can't draw. Ask me to draw a human and you'll get a stick figure. Ask me to draw a dragon and you'll get a horrifying mess. That isn't to say that I'm not trying to improve, because I am, but I don't really have much to work here with in the art skills department.

 

Drawing that goop, actually, takes some serious skill. You may think it's stupid and simplistic, but that's a lot more than many people, including myself, can do. It's really hard to draw digitally. Believe me, I know. But instead of focusing on the things that you can't do, focus on the things that you can do. 

 

You don't have to keep your adoptable post up if you don't want to. I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but I do want to try to help you to see the best rather than the worst, which is a much healthier and happier outlook.

 

I hope this helped!

 

(Sorry if I came across a bit like a motivational speaker. I like those about as much as the next person, which is to say not at all, but I think I can understand. It doesn't take much for my self-esteem to hit rock bottom either, and I've kind of always wanted someone to come and say that they cared, that they thought I wasn't going to fail at life. So I guess it might help you, if it helped me.)

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Hi, I'm Stormstriker.
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I'm female (if you couldn't guess).
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With that said, I am taking drawing requests. Just dragons right now, but if you want an OC of yours drawn, I will likely happily draw it for you. Just one teensy little thing- no rave Night Furies. Please?
 
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FBAWTFT is amazing, let me tell you. And Newt Scamander. ‘Nuff said.
 
Well, if you've kept going this far, then I guess that means I haven't bored you to death yet. Or maybe I have…
Anyway, now we get into some of the interesting stuff.
 
STORMY’S OCS
 
Copperblaze Freyhelm
(also known as ‘that former self-insert that somehow developed a personality’)
 
Copperblaze grew up in the midst of the Dragon War, near-miraculously surviving and staying completely intact through the chaos of it. Not one for pessimism, she did her best to cheer the village up through something she learned early on: pranking. While certainly never able to rival the infamous twins, Copperblaze was soon regarded as one not to mess with unless that Viking wanted their best axe tied to the rear end of a particularly grumpy yak.
But don't get her wrong, she wasn't really a wild, raucous prankster. Well, okay, maybe a little. Or a lot, actually. Secretly a kind, quiet, and empathetic individual at heart, Copperblaze could often be found reading and drawing. Of course, that was when she wasn't doing her best to cause mayhem and laughter, which took up most of her time.
Then the chief’s son saved the village on a Night Fury, and the world turned upside down. Dragons… were the friends of Vikings now. Copperblaze could barely contain her excitement. So many new possibilities had opened up! And not just for pranking, either.
While her pranks had done their job to make the village an overall happier place, they sometimes ostracized her from others her age. Now, this was her chance: to form a strong, lasting bond, to have and give everlasting trust, to have real friends, for once in her life!
Sadly, dreams didn't always come true. Though Copperblaze was among the first to enroll at the newly-established Dragon Training Academy, no dragon there seemed… right for her. Nadders were too vain and flighty, and the Gronckles were too lazy and slow. Nightmares? Too fiery. And don't get her started on the Zipplebacks. That had not been a fun week. 
Even that time she'd been offered a Whispering Death egg, still nothing happened. No bond formed. No realization of ‘this is my best friend’. Well, she'd managed to develop a serious phobia of the species in general, but Copperblaze didn't like to talk about that. You know, at all.
Alone again, Copperblaze resigned herself to her grounded fate. Until one day, in an abandoned clearing in the middle of the woods, she encountered a young, purple Skrill… but that's another story.
 
Raika
 
No one knows who Raika’s birth parents are, not even Raika herself. All she knows is that if the teal Stormcutter that raised her from the egg isn't her mother, then something's seriously wrong with the world.
An excitable hatchling, Raika was always bouncing from one thing to the next, curious about everything around her. Getting into all sorts of danger was her best skill, and she'd frequently ticked off older dragons in her frequent mischief.
Raika wasn't old enough to understand why her mother suddenly separated the pair from all contact with other dragons, but she certainly was old enough to understand that she didn't like it one bit. Chalking it up to Windchaser’s overprotectiveness, Raika did her best to convince her mother that the bigger dragons weren't going to harm her, but to no avail. Windchaser would not budge.
Then a Prickleboggle came across them one day, informing the pair excitedly that the War had ended and the Queen was dead. Raika was confused. Windchaser, wanting to shelter her from the terrible War, hadn't told her anything about it, other than Vikings should be avoided at all costs, and so should unfamiliar dragons.
Then, for the first time that Raika could remember, her mother willingly left her side, with instructions to stay put and to not go looking for trouble. But of course, Raika didn't follow that. Curious about what her mother was doing, she decided to secretly tail her. Windchaser knew her way through the thick fog that surrounded Dragon Island. The problem was, Raika didn't.
Lost and disoriented, the young Skrill landed on a Viking-inhabited island that she'd never seen before, needing to give her tired wings a rest. It was there that, in a clearing she thought was unoccupied, Raika met a young Viking girl- starting off a new generation of mischief-making that no one was prepared for.
 
Windchaser
 
The day Windchaser found an abandoned Skrill egg would change her life forever, but for better or for worse? Often, she wasn't quite sure.
Having escaped the rule of the tyrannical Queen, the Red Death, Windchaser had left behind everything she held dear, including her beloved mate and any chance for hatchlings of her own. So when one was given to her, out of the blue, the motherly Stormcutter couldn't have left it behind if she tried. 
She couldn't, no, she wouldn't, leave the egg to the horrible fate of growing up without a family. And small though the family was, Windchaser vowed to do her best to take care of the Skrill hatchling.
Unfortunately, that particular Skrill hatchling proven to be very hard to take care of. Raika was continually getting into trouble of all sorts, and it was all Windchaser could do to keep her at least marginally safe. And when the little dragon learned how to fly, all Helheim broke loose.
When word was received that the Queen was searching for her former subject back, a desperate Windchaser was forced to take them both into hiding, an act that she feared would crush her young daughter. While thankfully that was not the case, Raika’s naturally attention-seeking personality caused her to focus most of her attention to her mother. It was a good day when Windchaser didn't want to tear her wings off from the frustration, and those good days were rarely found.
When a Prickleboggle (generally trusted among dragons, no matter their loyalties) told Windchaser the news that the War was over and the Queen was dead, she was naturally shocked. The Queen was invincible, she couldn't have been killed- could she? Hopeful, but not willing to take the news for granted, she flew to see it for herself, ordering her daughter to stay behind and not get into any trouble.
Confirming the formerly wild statement, Windchaser was overjoyed. She couldn't wait to tell Raika that their self-imposed exile had ended, and went to tell her immediately.
So when Raika wasn't where she'd left her, Windchaser naturally flew into a panic. Frantically searching every empty island in the area, her search was turned toward some of the not-so-empty ones, eventually finding her wayward daughter- but in the company of a Viking? Windchaser’s motherly instincts kicked in. Who knew what that Viking would do to her hatchling?
Eventually, after much convincing from Raika, Windchaser was finally able to see Vikings as people just as much as dragons were. She was still protective of her daughter, but after warming up to some of the non-dragon inhabitants, was much more comfortable letting Raika spend time among them.
And of course, that Viking that Raika always hung around with was officially adopted into the family, too. With the amount of time those two troublemakers spent together- well. It'd be just silly not to.
 
More coming soon!
 
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Hey, you may not like your art, but I want you to know a couple of things:

1) I won't get adoptibles from anyone but you (partly because I know you, partly because I just can't keep my eyes away from your creativity).

2) I was just telling my little sisters the other day about your art and how much more creative you are than me, and how I thought your art was better than mine. xD

3) In case you didn't get the picture, I think you're an amazing artist. ^..^

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Wait... You're looking at this..? 

Oh, hi! So, you think you're up for this? Amazing! Where do we begin...?

HERE! DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN!!! >:D

Ah! I know! First, we'll set down some rules.

 

Rules of Marg's siggy:

 

  1. Don't touch anything, understand?
  2. Don't touch me.
  3. Don't sneeze on my gifs.
  4. Always laugh, otherwise you're boring.
  5. No judging, please! ^..^

Now, I'm sure we understand each other now. Shall we continue?

 

 

WARNING:

 

Do not continue if you are prone to seizures are have a hard time laughing.

 

HOLD IT! WAIT! -pauses time-

Now we can continue! -un-pauses- :D

Now you're entering a world beyond that which is known to men.

 

You know why you should panic?

 

First I'll tell you a little bit about myself.

Hi! I'm Marg! No, wait! I'm not really Marg.

Heh heh...

Anyway...

Me when I go to dinner:

My every morning:

Library day:

When someone shakes my hand:

When someone thinks I'm crazy:

When I try to go anywhere:

Me after I finish an amazing book:

Whenever something bad happens:

When something good happens:

When someone asks me if I like chocolate:

These are some different things people find when they turn around and look at me:


Did you know

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Me every day, for real:

Don't ask about the following:

This is how I dance:

 

Now, how about we run through my friends? Like, all of them? Yeah, I'll make you suffer before you can continue! Mwahahaha!

 

Dragon

Dragon is my super cool BFF.

I have to admit when I first met her, she kind of scared me. Kind of. But now I just think she's amazing. ^..^ See? She looks amazing, right?

I guess after we hung out for a while, she was like,

and we became good freeeends.

She's also my Princess Luna. In other words, you can't have her.

(Dragon rules all gif credit to Mangopopcorn. Thanks Mangopopcorn!)

As you can see, we like MLP too much.

Here's us:

 

Thunder

Guess what? Thunder's my bro/uncle! Weird, huh? Yeah!

He ends up like this a lot:

I can also imagine him telling me this:

As you can see, he's my Star Wars friend. In other words

Master

Master's really cool (even if he doesn't think so) and a great friend. He could stand to play more often, but I'm fine just as long as I see him once in a while.

He totally Son of Hades. o.o

Let's face it, he's probably even a little cooler than Nico himself. :3

 

Swag

Swag's my aunt and super cool chocolate friend! :O

I like to be hyper with her.

Look at it! Love it!

She's made of glitter btw!

She likes Sans.

 

 

Jess

Jess is another amazing friend! Omg, where are they all coming from? Are they falling from the sky? >:O

Jess is all

HAHAHA, JESS! I WISH I COULD SEE YOUR FACE WHEN YOU SEE THAT YOU'RE ON MY SIGGY!!! XD

Now you can be like

Jess is also a wizard, btw.

Another Undertale fan here!

 

 

Martin

Martin's a long time friend, but I wasn't really friends with him until about a year ago. Now I know he's crazy. What am I saying? I'm crazy too!

Don't ask him to shut up. He won't. He'll probably just laugh and look evil.

 

Numb

Now's the time I bring Numb in! You know why? Because she's the Joke President!

Vote Numb! She can throw bananas!

She likes rocks.

Right, sorry. Minerals.

 

 

Charly (or C)

Sadly, I don't get to see her that often because she lives far away. That doesn't mean she's not an awesome friend, though! I've been getting to know her better lately and she's awesome-sauce!

 

This is what my friends and I do all day! ^..^

Don't touch any of my friends. If you do, this will happen:

Then after you've almost been destroyed:

 

 

Now it's time for....

 

A psychedelic freak out!!! YAY!

 

 

Now..... COUNT OLAF MEETS THE MONKEES!!

Monkees:

Olaf:

Monkees:

Olaf:

Monkees:

Olaf:

Monkees:

Olaf:

Monkees:

Olaf:

Monkees:

Olaf:

 

 

 

 

Well, I must be off now. And remember