CelticaNoir

Okay...this was definitely brilliant. And I mean it. Not many pieces here (or elsewhere) deal with the perspective of a two year old so very descriptively. There were no faults ...

Thanks for the advice! I guess I forgot about describing her looks. :D I'll fix it later.

Okay, this came out when I was playing tic-tac-toe. (Yeah, I was bored.) I haven't been writing for a while, so I'm not really sure how this came out. I ...

Hey Kyou! ^^ This must be the story you were telling me about, no? I really liked it, but the grammar and all that were a bit jarring, so maybe ...

The ground became more and more rocky as they walked - a sure sign that they were well far and away from the village. A bear grunted as Geneva turned ...

Does anybody else think the serpent is due some screen-time now? I kind of pulled him into the plot now...

Geneva frowned and looked around - sure enough, there were two lumbering mutants standing beside them. She stood up shakily, her hand still to her head. "But then...what do we ...

*sweatdrop* Well, I sure hope not. Geneva and Jeremiah's still stuck with mutant bears, though...

I probably started wearing glasses for short-sightedness when I was around 12 or 13...I'm almost 17 now, and it doesn't look like I'm going to be able to take them ...

Meh, I just realized that Geneva has been knocked unconscious twice in one day. I sure hope this doesn't become a regular occurrence...*sweatdrop*...

*Sorry if it's a bit confusing - but since I was trying to convey the confused mess Geneva's head obviously is in...* "Unh...uh..." Geneva groaned as she regained consciousness. As ...

Alright, so this is based off a character I'm working on. It was just a spur of the moment thing, so don't expect excellence. :D Dark red petals of a ...

Geneva pulled Jonathan out of the way as a large block of ceiling fell on the spot he was on just seconds ago. It was total and utter chaos around ...

*Isn't Priscilla supposed to be injured? That's why Geneva was carrying her, you know.*

"Genie! Genie, where are you?!" Thos were the first words that greeted Geneva as she came out of the house, carrying Priscilla on her shoulders. She glared at Arthur, who ...