[Challenge] Day #17

Today, I feel a little bit magic in my life. So, I choose FANTASY theme as my story.

Here is the detail prompt. Like always, you can write your own story with this prompt:

Location: You are from a dying empire.

Character: You are a young soldier.

Detail: You befriend several mythical creatures.

Objective: You must find rare magical ingredients for a cure

Title: The Hidden Identity

“Kurokochi~ Kurokochi~ we missed you. Why you didn’t come for two days,” a kitsune who has a bright yellow fur with white stripes on his tail said while hugging one of leg the young apprentice.

“Kichan right, Tetsu-kun. Do you hate us now? Do you forget us?” this time, a beautiful woman with pink-haired said while hugging one of hand from the light blue haired soldier.

“Hey! Release him. Satsuki, Kise. You suffocate him.” the dark skinned man with dark blue eyes who also has an ears and tails that have a similar color as his hair yelled. He lifted a yellow kitsune and the girl.

“Dai-chan, meanie,” pouted the girl before smiles to the young soldier with heart eyes. “I am sorry Tetsu-kun.”

“It is okay Momoi-san,” replied a light blue haired apprentice with small that makes her fainted. “Momoi-san?”

“You always great Tetsu.”

“What do you mean Aomine-kun?”

Aomine laughs before he shakes his childhood friend. “Hey Satsuki, wake up.”

“Urgh, Dai-chan. I feel so happy right now.”

“Yeah….yeah…whatever. I don’t care too much.”

After that, they are bickering and arguing—forget about the other two who watch them with amusement.

“They are really a great friend right, Kurokochi?”

“Yeah they are Kise-kun.” Kuroko Tetsuya—a young soldier—said with small smile. “I am glad that I can meet the three of you. All of you are my best friend.”

“Kurokochi~, you’re my best friend too.”

The kitsune want to hug the boy before two loud voices interrupt him.

“Kichan, you cheater!” Shrieked Momoi Satsuki—a beautiful yuki-onna, at the same time Aomine Daiki—a half human and half wolf yelled. “You are a sly fox.”

The kitsune only grins before transform to his version of human—a handsome man with yellow hair and the similar color for his fox tail.

“It is your fault—bickering like an old-married couple.”

“WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!!!” Both of them yelled simultaneously.

A young soldier who watch that laughs and make a three mythical creature stop to see a boy. They were enchanted by the sight—they always have a special feeling to the boy—because he is the only human who doesn’t afraid of them and befriend them. They always feel safe, comfort, and happy to being around him. He never judges them or feels disgusted toward them. He is the first human who makes them like a real human being. So, they will promise to each other to always protect this young boy. Especially, after they heard a rumor among them who said something bad about this period of time.

“Tetsu-kun, you are so cute.”

“Stop it Satsuki. You always sidetracked with that. We have an important information for him right?”

“Oh yeah, you are right Dai-chan.”

“Important information? What is about? Aomine-kun? Momoi-san? Kise-kun?”

The three of them smirks in their own way before they talked at the same time.

“We have a valuable information to cure your beloved father.”

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Writing is one way to express our feeling.

SEVENTEEN DAYS --- STILL WRITING AND TRY THE BEST

[Challenge] Day #16

Situation: Two characters meet awkwardly at a local gym.

Complication: Both characters are in bad relationships.

Theme: Compromise is necessary.

Detail: The two characters take dancing lessons together.

Title: Take My Hand

  

Sakura wipes a sweat with her towel and drink from her bottle. She goes to the bench and sits down while rummages the sport bag and take out a pink cellphone. She opens her phone and sighs when she reads the ten messages from her boyfriend.

"Is it necessary to send this messages? Why he never listen to me to not send so many messages like this?" Sakura mumbles while open the message one by one. Her frown deeper and her mood become sour. "Do you already eat? I miss you. Another I miss you. My work is busy. The clients are annoying. Another talk about his bad client. Why do you still dance? There is no future in dance. Quit the dance and find new future." Sakura read the messages and already become mad to his four-years boyfriend. She hates the way he belittles her passion. She hates how he always ignores her wish to trust her judgment about dance. She always hate the way he thinks his job much more better than another, especially when he compares his job with her dancing. Her passion to dance is bigger than anyone and she will give the best to her dance.

Sakura in the midway to close her cell-phone when she get another message notification. She smiles when she read the sender—Syaoran—her best friend and dance partner.

To: Sakura

From: Syaoran

Messages: I will come late. Must visit my girlfriend first. She is calling an emergency call. Sorry.

Sakura sighs--their practice time will extended and she will come home late. She feels tired to think how her boyfriend will give him another reprimand about the late. "Well, I can't do anything. I know how demanding Syaoran's girlfriend. I feel sorry for Syaoran to have a girlfriend like that," mumbles Sakura softly while reply the text.

To; Syaoran

From: Sakura

Messages: It's okay. Don't worry too much. I hope your girlfriend is okay. Give my regards to her.

She presses the send button and within minute comes the reply from her dance partner.

To; Sakura

From: Syaoran

Messages: Thank you. You are really the best. I will give you something as a thank you. What did you want? I will give you anything you want.

Sakura laughs. She can imagine the puppy eyes and an excited Syaoran. She doesn't know why he gets all of those energies. He is really like children.

To: Syaoran

From: Sakura

Messages: Anything? Are you sure?

To: Sakura

From: Syaoran

Messages: Yes. Anything. You tell and I give.

To: Syaoran

From: Sakura

Messages: You promise? Don't forget that right!

To: Sakura

From: Syaoran

Messages: Uh-oh...why I feel regret to say that. Can I undo my promise.

To: Syaoran

From: Sakura

Messages: No-no...you already promise. You can't step back from that. You are a man, right? Man never breaks his promises.

Sakura smiles while she sends that reply and she can imagine the troubled look from Syaoran. Those are proven by the amount of time he needs to send another reply. She chooses to reply one of the messages from her boyfriend when suddenly another messages from Syaoran come.

To: Sakura

From: Syaoran

Messages: Okay, okay. I never take my words back. Promise is a promise. I will give you anything you want. I just hope the beautiful lady Sakura remember my wallet and doesn't give me a hard wish.

Sakura stifles her laugh while typing another reply to her best friend.

To: Syaoran

From: Sakura

Messages: Ho-oh. Flattery will get you everywhere. Don't worry, I don't want anything expensive. Just come to the practice and I will tell you my wish.

Sakura closes her cell-phone and continue her dancing practice. She knows what the messages do to Syaoran—curious and anticipation—and she loves to give him a surprise. She practices her dancing with smile.

"I can't wait him to come."

Little did she know that her day become brighter after she chatting with her best friend.

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The only thing you need is LOVE THE WRITING.

After that, all of the rest will follow.

WITHOUT REALIZE, 16 DAYS ALREADY DOWN. 

14 DAYS TO-GO AND I THINK I WILL DID IT.

[Challenge] Day #15

The genre is still ROMANCE.

Here is the detail prompt:

Situation: A match on an online dating site pairs together two unsuspecting characters.

Complication: One of the characters refuses to talk about their past; the other character attempts to uncover their secret. Theme: Some things are always worth fighting for.

Detail: The relationship alienates one of the characters from their family.

Title: e-Romance: Maximum Connection

The class is really boring--professor is talking about some history and the great war, doesn't know that nobody really listen his lesson. In one of seat, there is a beautiful young woman. Despite her beauty, she is seating alone and she feels a staring from her classmate. She sighs before continues her notes. She can hear another whisper—loud whisper—from behind.

"Hey, look! Ice Princess is taking a note. I bet she only want to look good in professor's eyes."

Both of them laugh and continue to gossip. The person that they talked about close her eyes and squeezes hard the pen and mumble softly. "I hate this life of mine."

The rest of lesson continue in same manner--professor give a note, lesson, and talk for a long hour while his students pretend to listen, sleep, gossip, or really listen to the lesson. After that, the bell is ringing, the professor said goodbye, and like a bolt of lightning, a classroom becomes empty. Except for the lone young woman who takes her time to sit alone in her seclude seat.

She sits in silent and looks sad. She doesn't know what she must do and how to do to clean her name. A single tear drop from her eyes and she wipes it slowly. She is ready to stand up when her phone vibrates for a three times—a sign that she gets a new notification.

She takes out her phone and look to the screen. It is from 'Hope80'. A small smile appears in her face become wider after she reads the messages.

Hope80: Hi Shadow08, how are you doing today?

Hope80: Mine is busy.

Hope80: They give me another project to complete in one week.

Hope80: So, I want to say sorry if I can't attend our weekly chatting routine next week.

Hope80: (╥ ﹏╥)

Hope80: I really want to talk to you \(≧∇≦)/

Hope80: So, what are you doing now?

Hope80: Missed me? Because I missed you, even if we only talking in this chat ʃ(^O^)ʃ  ʃ(ˆ⌣ˆ)ʃ

This chatting makes her forget about her problem. She smiles and types a reply.

Shadow08: It’s like usual Hope80. They are gossiping about me and pretend I am not exists.

Shadow08: I love to talk to you.

Shadow08: It is so sad that we can't do our weekly chatting.

Shadow08: But, it is really good for you. You really did wait that project, right?

Shadow08: I am happy that you are the one who get that project.

Shadow08: I am sure you can make the best song.

Shadow08: I...

She stops for a moment before she continues a reply.

Shadow08: I miss you too (•̯͡_•̯͡ )

She face palms after she read her typing. "Why I write that? And those emoticons...I must be insane."

She will blame herself more if her phone doesn’t vibrate.

Hope80: You are so cute.

Hope80: I don’t know why your classmate is cruel to you.

Hope80: I hope I can be there with you to comfort and protect you

Hope80: Honestly…

Hope80: I really want to meet you.

Hope80: Do…you…

Hope80: You still don't want to meet?

Hope80: …..

Hope80: oops, it’s okay. I don't push you.

Hope80: I just curious.

Hope80: Don’t worry. I will respect your choice.

Hope80: Afterall, we are a best friend.╭(^▽^)╯

Hope80: Oh, I must go now. Talk to you later.  (^o^)

Hope80: Have a nice day and I will cheer you always.

Hope80: Remember, You have me in your life.

Like sunshine, it makes her warm and happy. She feels like everything will become okay. All thanks to a kind words of ‘Hope80’. Even if they only meet for a month, it seems like he knows how to make her day bright. He doesn’t push her, always talk to her, and give hope to live. She feels upset that she can’t grant his wish to meet her. She is afraid that ‘Hope80’ will hate her. So, for now, she feels enough to only chat with him. Her life is so much like a mess and she doesn’t want to drag her only best friend to her life.

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I try a new way of writing. Hope this will be real enough to describe the reality. ^o^

There is no wrong or right in writing.

You just need to write and write.

Then, your wrong will become right.

HALF OF THE CHALLENGE--WILL TRY HARDER

[Challenge] Day #14

Without further ado, this is a new prompt. About ROMANCE

Situation: A chance meeting due to a car accident introduces two characters that develop a romantic relationship.

Complication: The arrival of a previous lover makes things complicated.

Theme: Finding love is always about taking chances.

Detail: The characters bond while going to a place that holds sentimental value.

Title: Crash on You

"Takeru, don't tense too much. You make us nervous," said a young man beside him.

"Iori is right. Why do you tense? This is not the first time you drive," chimed a young woman from backseat. "And, I tell you this. You are a good driver."

The man who drive become rigid. Actually, he also doesn't know why he becomes so nervous. Like his friends said, this is not their first time to go together for vacation and all of that trips, he is the one who always driving. So, why today is different? He can't rid the feeling that something will happen. Something big. And, he always trust his feeling because based on experience, his feeling will never wrong. His intuition always right.

He sighs before open his mouth to reply his friends. "I don't know why, but I am so nervous today. I wake up with this unsettled feeling and it is nagging me all the time. Its not disappear and become bigger the time I drive all the way to here."

The young man beside him scrunched his forehead. "What are exactly you feeling, Takeru?"

Takeru shrugs both of his shoulders. "Hm, like a bad omen will come to us. Ouch, why you hit me, Miyako?" Takeru yelled and give a hard glare from his rearview mirror to the woman.

"Don't say about bad omen in the trip. It will become real." Miyako shuddered hard. "Especially, if you were the one who said it. The tube, liquid, and explosion...is it ring any bell?"

Takeru remember 'that accident', takes out one of his hand and surrender. "Yeah...yeah...,"

"BOTH HANDS AT THE STEER!!!"

Both men in the car frowned upon hear the shrieks.

"Miyako, please lower down your voice. I am afraid that I will deaf if you do that everytime."

"Nice one Iori," once again Takeru takes a hand from a steer--to high five his 'friend in crime' and Miyako shrieks once again and said with mock tone.

"Iori, you changed now. I missed 'my little brother Iori' who always follow me and take a side of me." Miyako said while pretend to wipe an imaginary tear on her face. "This is your fault Takaishi. You change 'my sweet little angel' to become an evil."

"Isn't he still cute and adorable evil?" Takeru follows the sentence after he sees his friend become red from Miyako's sentence.

Miyako grins wide and cooes. "Aw'ed of course. Whatever he is, Iori will always cute in my eyes."

Both of them laugh very hard when they know that Iori's cheek become redder. Iori only mumble. "What an immature," then sulked along the way.

The rest of time was spent in a silent way. Miyako is busy with her handphone--texting and chatting with her boyfriend while Iori reads his literature books for his assignment. Meanwhile, Takeru is humming and singing softly to radio.

"We are near," said Miyako after she sees a sign that writes ‘campsite 10 km’. She is really exciting in one minute but suddenly she screams. “TAKERU, LOOK OUT!”

Takeru who only look a second to Iori surprised and immediately look to the front when suddenly he feels somebody crash to the car.

The three teenagers really shocked and with fast reflect, going out from the car to examine the person that he crash.

They don’t know that this meeting is a destiny to meet a new friend, new sister, and new girlfriend.

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Just pick up a pen (or open the notebook) and write

It is better to write something bad rather than not write at all.

DAY 14 -- I WILL TRY HARDER TO FINISH THIS CHALLENGE

[Challenge] Day #13

I absent for two days but finally I can do this challenge again.

As a new beginning, I will use a new method.

I will write based on five words for prompt. Today the words are:
Pan, Mailbox, Storm, Shield, Scissors

Here we go for the stories:

Title: An Usual Morning Day

                This is a usual morning for people in Fujioka Town. Birds are chirping so cheerfully, sun shines to all of the people, and the street is busy because many people walk faster to catch up a bus or train. In one house, a morning routine takes a place. A young lady in her thirties cooks a breakfast for her family—husband, son, and grandmother—with wide smile. She flips the pancake and put it from pan to plate. She is doing that for fourth time before goes to the fridge and take out a carton of milk, orange juice, and a pitcher of water.  She put the four plates on the table, fork, knife, and a one drink beside each of the plate. She looks the breakfast table with satisfaction before a footsteps heard behind her.

                “Good morning sweetheart.”

                “Morning.” She kissed her husband and the man take a sit and drinks a juice before open the newspaper that he brings from their mailbox.

                “Where is Tetsuya?” he asked.

                And, it is like their son knows that he was called, he appears in front of a dining room.

                “I am here Father, good morning.” He said politely.

                “Morning Tetsuya.”

                “Here is your milk, Tet-kun,” his mother greets while gives a glass of milk to her only son.

                “Thank you mother.”

                After that, grandmother arrives to the breakfast table and four of them eat a breakfast with cozy and comfortable atmosphere.

                “I heard, you have a fieldtrip for three days.” Tetsuya nodded and his father continued. “What is the time you go and where is the place?”

                “It is the usual place for Teikou basketball goes to camp. At seven o’clock, we must gather in front of school gate.”

                “I read that there will be a huge storm. I hope you will be okay.”

                Tetsuya nods again. “Yeah, Nijimura-senpai said about that too. It predicted to come to this region in next week but we also already prepare for that.”

                “It’s good to heard that.”

                “Oh, Tetsuya, don’t forget to bring a raincoat and umbrella. It will shield you from a heavy rain. I heard that will be a raining today,”

                “I will Grandma.”

                His grandma smiles and then they resume their eating. After a while, his father is saying goodbye and his grandmother goes to living room to watch morning news. He helps his mother to clean up the dish and plate. He is washing a plate when suddenly his mother asked a question.

                “Tet-kun, can you help me with this?”

                Tetsuya turns around and sees that his mother is struggling with a new pack of scissors. He takes the box of scissors and opens that box. “What is it for?” he asked while gives the open box to her.

                She takes it back and smiles. “I want to replace an old and rusty kitchen scissor to this. The old one is not sharper enough to cut the box. This morning, it took some time to cut the carton of milk.”

                Tetsuya nods before said goodbye to his mother. “It is finished mother. I will take my leave.”

                His mother looks to the clock—it’s already six-thirty—and hugs his son. “Have a safe trip Tetsuya. I love you.”

                “Love you too. I am going.”

                Tetsuya then said a goodbye to his grandmother before he takes his bag and walks to the school.

               

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               I borrow a character from anime Kuroko no Basuke. I just love Kuroko Tetsuya. Okay, so here is my new story. I hope this is good enough.

It is really hard to make a story and must used that five words (but I did it, so I am happy.)

The hurt is the thing that make us learn.

Don't discouraged with that.

Learn and try to the best.

It will give a new experience to write a good story.

ABSENCE MAKES THE HEART GROW FONDER.

NOT WRITE FOR TWO DAYS MAKE ME REALIZE THAT WORDS.

I WILL FINISH THIS CHALLENGE

[Challenge] Day #12

Life is complicated. So, I choose DRAMA/MISFORTUNE as today's theme.

Here we go for a complete prompt:
Location: You are at work in a downtown corporate office
Complication: You are diagnosed for misdiagnosed with cancer
Emotions: You are feeling depressed about your situation
Detail/twist: You decide to take a permanent vacation to escape your troubles

Without further ado, here is my story:

Title:

Wrong Conclusion

                I stare to the blue sea and bright blue sky with bored eyes. What is the meaning of life? I want to find that what is the real purpose of my life? But, will I have the time to do that? I don’t believe that my life is short. I can’t accept that news. I never do anything wrong—I follow the rule, help the people, respect my parents, never judge, never grudge, and I always living in healthy way—but, why that still happen to me?

                I look to the blue sky and white clouds. It seems bright—so different with my feeling and life now. It is like the sun is mocking and teasing me. I sigh for an umpteenth time. “Urgh, I can’t believe this.”

                I remembered the day I got the news. The news that made my life turning upside down. It made me upset, regret, angry, furious, and scared. Until then, I never think about my future because I thought I have so many times ahead and I can enjoy and relax my life. I don’t know how a piece of paper can change all of my perspective, goal, and purpose in my life. Because, I know, that time, my life will never be same again.

                I am a dead man. I have a limited time. And, the worst, I never know how long I can endure and live with optimist and cheerful feeling. I never believe in God before, but at that time, I blame Him. I am mad with Him—because He gives me that ‘illness’. He makes me feel helpless. He doesn’t give me a choice. Until now, I still can’t accept this. The words in that paper:

                “You are diagnosed with breast cancer.”

                I look down to the sea. The ripple of the water was made by a ship. I imagine the deeper of sea and think. If it will hurt to drown in the water? Will I death more peacefully than to have a cancer treatment? It will so easy to die from drowning. I won’t feel anything and feel sick. I heard much news about a side effect of cancer treatment—hair losses, loss of appetite, nausea, vomit, and the worst of the feeling is a feeling of helplessness. I don’t like that feeling. I always want to organize myself and I don’t like to feel a state of helplessness. I never want to feel that stare—a stare of pity—I really hate that.

                “Will I find the happiness in that new place? Will I forget my state of health in that new environment? Will I find the meaning of life?”

                I asked to myself those sentences ever since I decide to move out from my hometown. I am sick to have that pity stare. I only need them to act as normal as possible—similar to what the do before they knew the diagnosis. I don’t want a special treatment. I still the same. I still can do my work. I can help them like before. And, most of all, I still have a feeling as a healthy people. Why can’t they understand that? Why give me a stare like I will dead tomorrow? I am alive. I don’t give up my life. I still do the best. Why they don’t understand that?

                “I am alive now and I still want to alive.” I yelled to the sea and for a moment, I can feel my body better than a past two months.

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Write and Write. It all you need as the first motivation.

TWELVE DAYS AND STILL WRITING WITH ENTHUSIASM

[Challenge] Day #11

Today is Monday. How about your day? Busy, so-so, or relax?
For me, it is so-so...but it is so exciting day.

Okay, today's theme is ROMANCE. We need a little bit romance in everyday life.

Here we go for a detail prompt:
Location: A friendly tennis rivalry unexpectedly turns into a romantic relationship
Complication: One of the characters must go on a long distance trip
Theme: Love can transcend all obstacles
Detail: A pregnancy makes the relationship much more serious

Title:

I love You Forever

                “Thirty – Fifteen,” called the judge and all of the people who watch the match hold their breath. They look to the two players who in the court. On the left side, the boy smirks while took the yellow ball, prepare to serve another hit. While, on the right side, a girl glares with determination to make the score tied once again.

                Their senpai watch with fascination and anticipation. This is another match from their kouhai—since both of them enter the tennis club. They don’t know what the history between the two, yet they really interested and don’t have problem with this little rivalry. It makes everything more entertain and pumped-up the motivation from the other member. The good match every once a month is the best to make everything fun. And, don’t forget the bet they hold every match—about the result of the match or the sexual tension between those two players. So, yeah, everyone in the tennis club—girl and boy—really love to have the entertaining show.

                “Forty five – Fifteen,” another called from the judge give another tension and anticipation from all of the people around the court. The boy’s smirk become wider while a glint of frustration cross the girl’s eyes.

                “Airi, ganbatte. Keep focus and calm.” One of the voices yelled to cheer her best friend.

                Like the domino effect, another voice joins the yelling.

               “You can win this, Airi.”

               “Airi, give your best shoot!”

               The cheering seems success because she can hit the serve and smashes the ball hard to the other side of court.
               “Forty five – Thirty”

               Airi smiles and waves to her supporters make the cheering become louder. Her opponent hits the yellow balls to her side and said, “Don’t be cocky. I still in the upper hand.”

“I will reverse that,” she stops and continues with twinkle eyes. “Don’t forget your promise, Hideki.”

              He turns around and ready to another relay—ignore the sentence while mumble. “I won’t lose this time.”

              Airi gives a perfect serves make the balls twist really fast. On the other side, Hideki’s posture ready to hit the balls, but unfortunately he misses for millisecond.

            “Deuce,” called the judge.

            Without further ado, Airi give her perfect stands to serve the ball when suddenly…

            RING….RING….RING…RING…RING

           Alarm clock beside her rings too loudly and awakes her from her dream. Slowly, she rubs her eyes and hit the alarm off. “Urgh,” she groans and with difficulty blinks her eyes. “What time is it?” Airi thought then look to the clock. A big red number ’09.20’ makes her sleepiness away and she rushes away to the bathroom. “I am late.”

           Forty five minutes later, she arrives at the station and pants. “Sorry. I. Am. Late,” she said with apologetic gesture.

         “How can you late in our first date? Insensitive.”

         “Sorry, Hideki. I overslept and have a long time to prepare myself.”

Hideki looks Airi’s appearance—a white blouse, short blue pants, and a girly handbag. He blushes hard when realize the effort she gives to their first date.

         “Oh, you are red. You like this.” Airi can’t help tease her rival and dare she says, best friend.

         “Shut up!” Hideki said and turns around to walk inside a station.

Airi smiles and follow her dates while thought, “Today will become an interesting day.”

          The young lover don’t know that behind the tree, there is six pairs eyes watched them with interested look and at the same time thought the similar thing.

         “Aww’ed they are so cute, I can’t wait to stalk their date.”

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Here we go, the romance and a little bit sport. I love to write the scene and without realize, I already write my 500 words. I think, I will continue this story and see where the story ending. So, what do you think about this?

You don't have talent. 

You only need passion and hard work.

Then, your dream will grant.

ELEVEN DAYS--I CAN'T BELIEVE I WRITE FOR THAT LONG

[Art] WetCanvas Website Review

My friend introduced me this website (wetcanvas) two years ago. She said that this site help her to improve and learn about art, especially painting. I feel interested with this site but until now I still don't have a time to try the site.

I already registered and read about the rule today. So, here is my review about the site based on my friend experience, review from the other people, and my thought about this site.

Outlook of the Website:

Description:

This site is a forum website for artist (all of kind artist) to share information, thoughts, strategies, or opinions about their project, tips and trick, and any kind of art. 

The good review:

• I thought this is good for the newbie to know and learn about art. They have a discussion forum and also the tutorial for newbie or beginner to improve their skill. At that site, we can post our art and the improvement to all of the member. An active member will give tips, trick, and lesson learned to us.
• This is a good place if you want an information about new project, news, skill, or new technique for art. You can read, learn, and practice the lesson for your advantage.
• This site also hold an event for an active member. It will give you opportunity to show your technique, skill, and capability.

The not so good review:

• This site is just like another forum for the appearance. It is too plain and not-creative, even if the artist are the one that make and develop the site. I hope the site can give some unique touch or characteristic that give the reader a show this is an art forum.
• The site is too strict. The members aren't so easily to post a link or site about anything.

Conclusion:

This is good place to learn and know information about art. You can have many information, technique, tutorial, lesson, tips & trick, and many discussion about art that valuable for your improvement. The thing you must do is become an active member, greet another member, make a new threat post, and follow the rule. I think this is good place to have a connection and lesson for your career as an artist. Or, maybe for you who want learn about art as new hobby or interested with art. This is a good site to give you a valuable stuff and give you insight about what you need and you must do if you love art and want to make an art.

Dream is the wish your heart make.

Follow your heart and make your dreams come true.

[Challenge] Day #10

This night, I will write my favorite genre....FANTASY/MAGIC

So, here we go to the detail prompt:
Location: You live within an arctic empire
Character:You are an alchemist
Detail: You have a philosopher's stone in your possession
Objective: You must find an ancient scroll

Title: The Last Prophecy

                “Come! Find me! I will give power. Power to make everything possible.”

                Adrian wakes up with sweat drops from his face. He gulps and blinks hard before sitting up. He inhales and exhales, closes his eye and opens them again. “Weird. I feel really strange. What is the dream about? What the meaning about that? Is that a prophecy?”

                He talks aloud to himself before he stands up and walks to table. He opens the drawer and takes out a book. At the cover, there is sun symbol while the back cover there is a moon symbol. He casts some spell and the sun symbol shines and the books open. Adrian flips the pages and stops when he finds the thing that he wants to read.

                “The voice will come to you and whispers a sweet words. It is your choice to believe or not. Follow your heart and you will win the war.” He reads the sentence aloud before he closes the book and sighs. “Hah, I still didn’t know what the meaning of this.” Adrian is thinking about those events while someone knocks the door.

                “Adrian, wake up. The ceremony will begin,” yelled a feminism voice.

                “Oh crap! Today is the first day of our training.” Adrian remembers and with a speed of lightning prepares himself.

                After a few minutes, he is ready and opens the door. At the other side, he sees his childhood and his new classmate. “Juliana. Good morning.”

                Juliana shakes her head. “You make me wait.”

                “Sorry. Something happen.”

                At that, Juliana leans closer and asked. “What? You dream something?”

                Adrian nods. “Yeah.”

                “What it is?”

                “Something about power.”

                “And?”

                “And, the power wants me to search for it.”

                “Huh? For what?”

                “Dunno. I wake up before I get to know further about it.”

                Juliana hums and nods. “This is strange. Your sequence dream about this. When it first time?”

                “After that accident.”

                “Oh yeah, after that then  when you meet master, then the first time you get your stone, and now when you start as an alchemist trainer.”

                “Yup. Every time to do with this power and I always get up with an odd feeling but familiar.”

                “Maybe, you will get the answer in this training.”

                “Yeah Juliana, I hope so.”

                After that, the two friends walk quietly and enter the hall where all of the new alchemists gather around. They meet their other friend and join their conversation until a ceremony begin.

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This is another fantasy story. What did you think? 

Persistence is the most important trait as a writer

TEN DAYS. I STILL DOING THE BEST FOR THIS CHALLENGE

[Challenge] Day #9

Today prompt is MISFORTUNE/DRAMA.
Without further ado, here is the prompt.
Location: You are at a fast food restaurant for lunch
Complication: Someone manages to disgrace your reputation as a lawyer
Emotions: The stress is causing a severe anxiety
Detail/twist: You find comfort in playing/listening music

This is my idea for the story:

Title: A Lovely Melody

             I huffed and sighed for an umpteenth time today. My French fries and burgers still left in my table. My mood today is really bad. I hate the entire events that happen from the early morning. First, my alarm goes off and I wake up late. Second, the shower is broken so I must bath with cold water in this cold atmosphere. Third, someone spill coffee when I take a walk then a child bumped me when I was walking. Fourth, I was late for the meeting and my client yelled at me. Lastly, I was happen to listen the conversation between my subordinates about how incompetent me as a lawyer. That sentence really makes my heart boiled. Whoever said that things must be jealous and pathetic? I bet they don’t have a skill like me. I never failure as a lawyer and my client always win the case. How can they asked my competency when I did the best in every case?  I laughed and smirked. “They must be jealous. Pathetic fool.”

             I sipped my cola and look to the window. “Urgh, I hate how that words affect me. I feel like a fool to think that they like me. Who know they always talk about me behind my back? I feel really stupid with this.” I put down my cola really hard—a liquid wet the table—and I ignore the messed. “How can they do that to me? I always did my best yet they think lowly about me?

            “She becomes success because her father has the connection to the judge and juror.”

            “She can become lawyer because her good looking not a competence.”

            “If I was her, I would become a good lawyer too. I have a family who can help me solve the problem and give me warn about the case.”

            “Yeah, I agree with you. She just lucky to has born in that family.”

            “She can’t become like this if she is like us.”

             All of those bad sentences swirl around inside my head. I have nausea when remember their face when they talk to me. How can they fake those face after they bad mouthing behind my back.

“Urgh, I think my head will explode.” I sighed and thumped my head to the table. “I really hate this feeling,” I mumbled with soft voice. “I just want a peaceful and calm life. Is that so wrong with that wish? Is that really difficult to have that life?”

             I quietly sipped my cola and eat the fries. I chew slowly while think the life ahead me. I thought to resign from this job. It is too stressful and hard to become a lawyer. “Lord, God, Allah, Deity, or whoever rules this place. Please, give me sign. What must I do in this life?”

             I turn around my head and look to road. It is already night and really dark. I closed my eyes for a while and think hard. My head, heart, and body still really hot and boiled with anger, pent-up emotion, and all of negative feeling when suddenly I feel something cooling me down. I blinked my eyes then sharpened my hearing. I can hear a soft voice and melody behind. I let the melody calm me down and without realize my anger disappear slowly. “How odd? What is really happen?” 

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It's really a best feeling to do something we love. 

For me, it is writing that I love so much

I DID THIS. ALREADY NINE DAYS

[Challenge] Day #8

Today, I choose DRAMA/MISFORTUNE as my writing prompt.

Look to the detail:
Location: You are at a secluded cottage by a small lake
Complication: You've recently gone through a divorce
Emotions: You are feeling calm about your situation
Detail/twist: You receive a phone call about a job opportunity

Title: A Surprised Phone Call

                I stop my car and sit quietly, not have an intention to go out or take a look of scenery before me. I know where I am and why I go to this place. After all, this is not my first time to go to this place. I used to live in here for a long vacation and this place used to be my favorite place in the world. I love how simple the cottage, the beautiful lake, a fresh air, and the quietness of the place. I like to know that I have a place where I can feel a heaven and sanctuary.

                I don’t know how often I go to this place. It is too much memory, from my childhood—with my parents and grandparents—all the way to for my teenager life and adult life. This place always become my safest place every time I have a problem or wants to forget the sadness. Yes. This is my sanctuary. So, I know why unconsciously I drive to this place. After all of the event that happen to my life—the fighting, argument, and divorce—I am already so tired. I don’t know what to feel anymore. I don’t feel sad, upset, regret, happy, or anything. I just feel empty. It is like I have a black hole inside my heart that sucked out all of my sense to feel.

                I take a deep breath and lay my head at the window. I close my eyes and I can see my memories play in my head. Those happy days with my ex-husband—our first meeting, first date, the awkwardness, the fighting, first kiss, the wedding, then our life as loving partner—give me another odd feeling. I seem happy; we seem happy, though it all crumbles down and then crash. I don’t know when and why all of this happen—it is suddenly those happy moments replace with fighting, argument, doubt, and just empty. A single tear wet my cheek and I wipe it hastily. I sob in quiet manner and just give in myself to the calm atmosphere around me.

                I don’t know how long I cry. The thing that I know is my heart become well after all of those tears going out. I feel calmer and happier—for a lack of word. Even if those divorce still fresh and new, I know that I can do better in my life now. I still feel sad, upset, and a little bit disoriented—but I know inside my heart, I am ready. I am ready to move on and continue my life. I can feel it in my body and my heart know that this decision—the divorce—is a best way for me, for both of us. I feel regret but I really think this is really a best choice.

                I stare the lake for a while and feel a calm sensation. I buckled up and go out from the car; walk to the side of lake and sit on the ground. For the first time in this month, I smile—a real smile not an awkward or fake smile but a real smile—even if it is a small smile. I know I can do the best from now on. I just sit quietly and feel the serene atmosphere when suddenly my phone vibrates inside my pocket pant. I took it out and see an unknown number calling me. I accept that and listen to the conversation. After a short thank you, the call is ending and my smile become bigger. I get the calling for a new job—a job that I really wanted. With that call, I am really sure that my life will going better. 

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This is a little late but I did finish the story. This time, I try to make a narration and descriptive rather than my usual long conversation. I feel proud with this because this is my first time write a story without a single conversation. I just hope this is not boring and you can still get the idea behind my story.

So, what about your challenge? Did you already finish or still in a process?

Just write whatever you want. It better than didn't write at all

ONE WEEK ALREADY LEFT AND I BEGIN TO FEEL THE NEED TO WRITE EVERYDAY

[Challenge] Day #7

Okay, without further ado, this is today writing prompt.

THEME: Fantasy/Magic

Location: You live in a very religious, yet corrupt empire

Character: You are high ranking military official

Detail: You are given an invisibility cloak as a gift

Objective: You must bring someone back from the underworld

This is my idea of story:

Note: I borrowed character from Kuroko no Basuke, a sport anime and manga that inspires me to write this story. 

Title: Fallen Kingdom

“Announcement! All of the higher ranking soldier called to Headquarter immediately. All of the higher ranking soldier called to Headquarter immediately.”

That morning, the kingdom already busy after they hear the announcement. All of the soldier, guard, defender, archer, and magician from around the place come to headquarter. They come with anticipation and confusion. One similar thought in their mind. “What the Emperor want?”

Flying Kingdom is the name. This kingdom is one of the most powerful kingdoms who rule the land along with Water Kingdom, Fire Kingdom, and Earth Kingdom. Those four kingdoms together rule the land to ensure a peace and harmony between human.  They have an agreement to not attack each other and promise to not take a side or doing something that will make the treaty broken. They did agree to this and is already five hundred years that they live side by side.

In the Flying Kingdom, there is attack soldier and support soldier. Both type of soldier have a rank, novice, general, commander, and high commander who really closer to emperor. There is five type soldier; defender, knight, magician, archer, and cleric. Cleric and archer are supporting soldier while the other three is attacking soldier. Usually the meeting in headquarter attended only by high commander ranking. But, today, the empire wants the entire high ranking soldiers—the general, commander, and high commander.  

“Mido-chin, long time no see.” said the purple haired soldier who really tall. “Want a snack?”

“Hmph…Murasakibara. I see you never change,” replied a green haired soldier with disdain as he look to the snack his fellow soldier offered.

The purple haired soldier tilts his head. “Did you know what Aka-chin wanted?”

“Don’t ask me. I never know what the emperor plan. He always make me headache.”

“You will get trouble if you talk like that, Midorima-kun,” said a soft voice. “Good morning to you too, Murasakibara-kun,” the same soft voice said, ignoring the surprised look from the recipient.

“Kuroko. Don’t appear suddenly.” Midorima said with hand in his chest.

“Kuro-chin,”

“I already here before both of you come. You just didn’t see me.” Kuroko, the blue haired soldier said with plain face.

Before both soldiers reply, there is a loud voice come to them and a blur of yellow and pink before they crash a blue haired soldier.

“Tetsu-kun, I miss you,” yelled a pink haired soldier while hug a small soldier.

“Kurokochi, kurokochi,” repeated a yellow haired soldier who hug the small soldier at his right side.

“Oi, Kise, Satsuki. Let Tetsu go. He can’t breathe.”

“Ups, sorry Tetsu-kun.” the only woman soldier said at the same time the blond and handsome soldier said, “Sorry Kurokochi.”

Kuroko gives a small smile that make the other surprised. “It’s okay Momoi-san, Kise-kun. I miss both of you too.”

“Tetsu-kun,”

“Kurokochi,”

The two soldiers want to hug the small soldier again when suddenly they hear the voice. “Shintarou, Atsushi, Tetsuya, Daiki, Ryouta, Satsuki, come to that room.”

All of them really shocked with the voice who suddenly orders them in their head. They only nod and quietly slip from the meeting room to meet the emperor.

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Write and write if you want to become a real writer

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