Smell Story Challenge by LiterallyUnknown, journal
Smell Story Challenge
I thought this was a good idea to share with you, fellas! This challenge has been created by ~theolivethief14 (https://www.deviantart.com/theolivethief14); the mission here is to do a piece of writing on every subject (it's a total of forty-five!) that will be presented now:
The following is a copy from her journal. You can see the original on this http://theolivethief14.deviantart.com/journal/Smell-Story-Challenge-D-351148738
Instructions:
Write something inspired by each of the 45 prompts below. If any visual artists would like to attempt, that's fine too! ^.^
DO IT FOOLZ!
1) Chalk
2) Fresh-cut grass
3) Wind
4) Fertilizer
5) The sea
6) Roses
7) Paint
8) Grilled chicken
9)
How Lorcan Riley Arrived the the Arena by RifleTwoFour, literature
Literature
How Lorcan Riley Arrived the the Arena
Lorcan had found the keys at the front desk just like he had been told; the car was sitting in the second lot in the third space behind the motel just like he had been told. And just like he had been told, there was no one there to greet him. Slipping on his leather jacket and ring he went to work.
Lorcan Riley gave the little green car a once over just to make sure it was safe. Propping up the hood he saw nothing wrong with the engine, no tampering with the wiring, and after giving the car a once over he decided to climb in and drive. The smart-phone mount on his wrist displayed a crisp impersonal declaration that the time was 3:22p
Character Reference Sheet for Lorcan Riley by RifleTwoFour, literature
Literature
Character Reference Sheet for Lorcan Riley
Character Name: Lorcan Riley
Age: 27
Religion: Traditionally Catholic, but not overzealous about it
Gender: Male
Physical Characteristics:
-Average Build
-Brunet hair trimmed short in a near buzz cut
-Green eyes
Height: 5' 11" / 180 cm
Weight: 164lbs/ 70Kg
Attire:
-Black Khaki Pants
-Kelly green long sleeve shirt w/ a leather jacket
-a silver ring on his right hand with a green gem embedded in it
-15 Thermidor tattooed onto the ring finger on his left hand (a reference to his once fiancé's French heritage)
-A pair of black leather boots, not combat boots but not far off
Personal Items:
-A nickel plated .357 Pistol with Cel
Welcome to OfOneSoul (https://www.deviantart.com/ofonesoul)'s first issue of...
How To Be
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... and for the Hell of it, the fictional fiction writer himself,
Richard Castle, will be hosting this article's .gifs.
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Fake Friend
Why are you hurt?
Why are you crying?
Don't tell me things
If you'll be lying
Why wont you talk?
Can't you see?
It's perfectly safe
To open up to me
I want to help
I want to try
I want to know
Why you cry
Open up
Let me see
You should know
You can trust me
You just smile
And say "I'm fine"
But that's a lie
And here's mine
I want to help
I want to try
I want to know
Why you cry
"So I can make you cry more..."
Bring unto me the flower of sin
Red flames of passion; sweet to the skin
Petals of delicate begging cries
Gaping for more with undulating sighs
Rising and falling in desire so tense
An awareness beyond; a creature of sense
Sight becomes sound in a blur understood
To taste precious nectar as only glory could
Tonight ride with me from the moon to the sun
Follow me, precious flower, our time has begun
Unfurl those petals and let me drive deep
To experience a taste of life in my keep
Your stem shan't weaken nor your nectar sour
For, if it does, you'll fall from this tower
A height so blissful it's too good to be true
Because the th