Durriedog

This is a really good story and I applaude you for it! However, your writing style is quite anti-social; you don't tell us what the character is feeling, and it's ...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATERS! If you don't have a good birthday, and we're expecting a full 2,000 word report, I'll send something lovable but dangerous after you!! ~Durrs

Known for being wacky, individual and cool, in all ways herself :D

(The person you're protecting, me, is blind, we're under a hut and we're about to find a portal and probably get attacked by deamons. ... that sounds weird >.>)

"Thank you," Mikayla said to Jack. She looked at his spark; it was green. She wondered what made the colours different. "What's your favourite colour?" she asked. "What?" Jack asked, ...

Mikayla felt her way back against the wall, and shakily stood up. She sent her arms around, feeling for something, anything. She took a step forwards and fear shot up ...

I like all of them but the second tree and the flowers. The tree is over-exposed to light, although the light streaming down is a nice effect on both of ...

Wow, well done! This is a photo I can imagine horse lovers all over the world taking and sticking on their wall. I think that perhaps you could have shot ...

Mikayla's heart shot up into her throat. The talons scraped up her left arm; she screamed and growled obscenities at the thing. She backed into a corner, the light blinding ...

[We're going into a hallway under a house and the floor has lit up gold. Your character isn't doing anything specific at the moment, but he could have been scanning ...

Mikayla held her hand over her mouth in disgust. But that was deamon hunting - hard buisness. And nothing but that. She looked around the room, scouting for the part ...

Tam_ara, you are BEAUTIFUL!!! Sam - as always, lovin' the hat man. ;)

Mikayla looked down the hallway and then up the other end; a vision flashed and the hallway was lit up by an eerie glow, a low hum reverberating through the ...

Mikayla saw what going to happen without even the need of a vision. Yep, that guy was skrewed. Time for some step-in. She swung her naginata from her back and ...

"Agreed," said Mikayla, looking around wearily. She had to admire the guy; said what he thought, he did, and thought right. "I can feel a vision coming, it's just on ...