washing machine fighting dishes, each wearing boxing gloves.
You are like a blacksmith's hammer, you always forge people's happiness until the coal heating up the forge turns to ash. Then you just refuel it and start over. -Persistence (2015)
You have so much potential and love bursting in you. -Omnom
So, uh... These are becoming quite popular, it seems. That's pretty cool. I wasn't expecting this to take off like it did, really.
Anyway, a stranger pointed out to me that I could "sell" these for that cold hard YWS cash.
AND I MIGHT!
I mean, I don't really review so this would be a nice way to get some points to keep up with any writings I want to post (ignore my current point count, that's gonna dry up real fast. >.> )
Actually, yeah... Yeah I will! You just watch!
50 POINTS A PIECE NOW.
Please? ;-; I mean. YEAH!
This doesn't apply to any requests prior to this posting, so don't worry, I didn't rope you into something terrible for your wallet. :p
@Stegosaurus and @TaylorAllen, I'll get to your requests soon - and, to clarify, you don't have to pay for these ones. @Stranger also requested something off-thread before this post, so he won't be charged for that commission either. But I'm chargin' you every other time, Willyard! <3
So yeah, any requests after this posting will cost 50 points.
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"I remember I posted Klingon and it made the mods super hard" -Willard
Prok once said something about Nate and apple pie. I forget the context.
'I stare into the endless sky And the sorry tale of my life goes by'
I'd like a black-and-tan dachshund puppy wearing an oversized nilla wafer top hat, please!
John 14:27 Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.
I would like a portrait of me in my current state: sitting at my computer, eating cheese and crackers, with a blanket. Also I have a cold. But you don't have to include that-- just make me look sad if I don't have a cold. My cold is making me sad.
"So many poems growing outta them they're practically a poet-tree" — Gringoamericano
but I'm just a poor pencil with only her snazzyness to comfort her...
Alright. This one's going to be a little weird... How about the cookies and milk eating Santa Claus? Oh, and Dora is watching in the background!
Payment. Should I give it to you now, or later. Now or later... OKAY HATT. I'm trusting you on this one... a horrible decision, really *hands over the points*
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