oh wow its amazing, i think i'll keep Nannette how she is and change Dulcea. I cant wait to see the finished story. I am such a pain :S sorry

I can do some. I don't have any stories finished yet but you can look at Alekei's page. I'm doing one for Anayllia, can you tell me her persona?

Analya is quiet and and mysterious. Her looks could capture the heart of even the most unknowing of boys. however, do not let her looks and personality fool you. deep down in her heart, she is as dark as a midnight rose.

However XENFORCE is also writing for her but i will choose the story that i prefer, although i havent heard from Xenforce for a while so im not too sure whats going on there anyway.

Have fun :)

Okay, what about Dulcea and Amara? What are their personas?

Dulcea i am currently zapping so im not too sure yet and Amara is having a story written by someone else. Does Marienne interest you?

I need to change the gender to female :S

Marienne is really pretty, outgoing and friendly, however she finds it difficult to make friends because others look at her and think that she is strange and nasty just because of the way she looks and dresses so people wont give her a chance to make friends, however she meets a boy who gives her a chance and they become inseparable.

Had her planned for a while but my writing skills are awful :S I dont mind you doing her or Analya

can i just ask you both if you are still writing the stories or not because i am having other offers on the pet stories and am turning them down because as far as i know you are writing them but i haven't heard from you. If not then thats okay and i also understand if you are busy and have had events going on, im more asking in favour of others than for myself.

Thank you

Sure.

Edit: I'm done

Interwoven

The girl grinned confidently as she strutted into the classroom, chocolate orbs full of bubbly happiness. Marienne was never one to actually be the shy girl that blushed whenever a guy came close to her, or the geek that buried her eyes into a book.

Nope. She preferred the loud laughs of her friends. She had many close friends, boys and girls, who she loved to hang out with, be it soccer or a shopping spree. Now, in her new school, no matter what she tried, the others backed away.

"Hey, isn't she the new girl?" "Heard she's from Michigan." "What's up with the different coloured Converse? Is she colour blind?" "What's with the "Freak is Chic" print?" "Did her dog rip her jeans?" "Ugh, look at her face. She's not even wearing lip gloss."

She heard the whispers but, instead of voraciously whipping remarks, she smiled and said, "Hey, we're suppose to partner up for today. So, I was wondering if-" "I'm sorry, Marienne, but Ashley here is my partner," Amber shrugged, pointing her finger to a curly red-haired teen.

"Oh, I'm sorry for being a bother, then. Have fun," Marienne winked at the girl, who rolls her eyes in disgust as the other one leaves. She walked to her seat, but lands on the floor instead. Laughter echoed through the room viciously, as the teacher hasn't arrived. Marienne sighed and pulled her chair back, sitting down.

"Psst, new girl," she turned her head to her left side to see a boy with a baseball cap waving at her. "Hey, since everyone here has partners for Bio, want to be mine?" "Don't you have a partner?" She questioned with a smirk as he shook his head. "Nah. So, whad'ya say?" He asked and she nodded. "Cool, name's Daniel."

"Marienne," she stuck her hand out and he shook it, locking his twin pools of honey-coloured irises into hers. The door opened and as the teacher ushered everyone to the Bio lab with an apology, Marienne stuck with her partner.

"Y'know, I've been wondering why you use different coloured sneakers," Daniel said, flicking his cap upwards, a lock of caramel strand swishing near his eyes as he blew it . Marienne giggled.

"I like colours," she answered and Daniel laughed.

"Sure, you're the painting splash girl," he rolled his eyes at her, jabbing a finger at Marienne. She merely punched him on the shoulder lightly.

As they enter the lab and put on their gear, her new friend doesn't seem to stop joking. "Would you look at all those onion cells, I wonder what'll happen if we try to combine muffin cells with that."

"Actually, muffins don't actually breathe, so they don't actually have cells," Marienne pointed out. Daniel waved at her dismissively.

"Way to crack my case, Sherlock," he joked and the black-haired girl scoffed at that, her braid swishing as she stifled escaping giggles. The boy grinned at her before scooting away to let her look at the onion cells.

And from that day, both of them sat and talked together, Daniel being the joker as Marienne throws in some of her own. They hung out together, going to play paintball and soccer. Field trips were fun because both of them would shout in the bus, especially Daniel.

They would get looks and Marienne would get yellow stick notes in her locker with snarky comments scrawled on them. She would merely take it and then laugh at it, wondering why people would bother with time to just give her a sticky note.

Saturdays, she concluded, are the best because Daniel would visit her to play in the beach or go skateboarding. At night, they'd eat a tint of ice cream while watching horror movies or TV series.

And as the months rolled by, graduation came into view. They threw their caps into the air and roars of applause rang through. Daniel and Marienne hugged, tears on the edge of their eyes as she left her only friend.

Her phone rings and Marienne picks it up. "Yeah, Marienne here," she answers.

"Don't tell me you've forgotten me already now," his voice enters her ears.

"Ugh, with you giving me messages every five seconds in work, I think I've had enough of you," she jests, pushing her blue-framed glasses. "How's Amelia?"

"Amelia's fine. Sara's fine too," Daniel says as she indicates to his wife and six year old daughter. "Hey, tomorrow at nine, bring Andrew too, or have you forgotten what tomorrow is?"

"Umm... Your anniversary?" She jokes. The doorbell rings and she stands from her seat. "Catch you later, Andrew's home."

"See you, painting splash girlie," he coos and she laughs before shutting her phone.

As time and tide passes, friendship so true will endure, standing strong

aw its great thank's so much :)

I'm glad you like it~

finished :) Been ill again and I've had exams

Joy was said to be a feeling of utmost happiness, it lingered amoung Humans bringing them friends and joyous memories, but in turn some peoples joy brought others depressing times and feelings, and sometimes some took the feeling for granted...

It was summer time and School had just finished for the students of schools around the country, the sun was shining, the birds tweeting in their nests, the natural peace was suddenley broke by a young girl bursting through the overgrowth as she noticed a beautiful black and white spotted butterfly, her candy pink hair blowing in the field breeze, she cupped her hands ready to catch it, and with a quick swipe...it was hers, she landed on the grass quietly giggling to herself before peeking inside, it had contracted its wings and its colours had turned to a strange purple and black, she felt a small tickling sensation in her nose before sneezing and like a elegant Ninja the butterfly escaped, tears formed in the girls eyes as it flew away in the breeze but as it did it released a powdery like substance, it landed on her nose making her ever so drowsy...

"Come back butterfly...come ba..."

Her almost lifeless body hit the floor, but as she awoke she noticed she was in a completely different area...it was dark and very gloomy, the same butterfly flew past her, she cupped her hands before attempting to catch it again...she ran and ran following it like a small dog chasing a cat, unbeknown to her a large chasm was ahead she picked up the pace and as the butterfly stopped, she hit the edge of the cliffside, but jolted back swiftly..

"I got you!" A voice said

The girl was so frightened, she could hardly speak or move, she trembled with fear as she looked out over the chasm, but more of who was holding her, she felt safe in his arms...but who was he?

"There is no need to be scared...you're safe now.."

she turned around, to see him...her saviour in his pure white robes that flowed around him magnificently, she gasped as he pulled her up and held her closely letting her feel a sense of security and safety, her tears dampening his robe...

"Close your eyes...we'll be safe soon.."

She closed her eyes and felt the wind rush past her, she wanted to see what was happening but couldn't force her eyes open, slowly she felt a warming sensation on her skin..like energy was pulsing through her, she awoke again to see she was in the boys arms...he was looking contently to her..

"May I ask you your name?"

She blinked before shaking her head and standing up, she looked at his attire and squealed

"My names Nanette what might yours be?"

The Angel approached her quietly and held her cheek in his hand, he smiled warmly to her before letting go and spinning on his heels....

"My name is Amarah...Angel of Death.."

He moved his hand down to his sheath and it froze there for a moment before he drew it quietly....and held it up to the sky, the light reflected off it like a mirror and he spun around to her, the tip of the sword barely touching her neck. she gulped before sheading a single tear.

"I feel your sadness Nanette, I was in the same position as you..."

Amarah scraped the sword down her slight neck and it laid on her chest quietly..

"Mister...you don't have to do this..."

"It is the only way I can get home..."

Nanettes eyes welled with tears as they stood at a crossroads, it was her life for his home, or her home for his life...she continued to gulp as his sword drew closer, his gloved hand stiffened on the hilt, the beads of sweat on his skin, the look of hurt in his eyes...As he sighed and let the Sword down he went to walk away.

"You can't just leave me here!"

he stopped in his tracks and looked at her from the corner of his eye, he held up his hand and with one flick a butterfly was released. her eyes welled with tears again and she ran forward and catched it in her palms..she had it, she slowly watched as Amarah walked away and as she looked down into her palm and looked back up, she was in her room at home again...in her mind she heard his voice mutter...

"Spoilers..."

a its amazing thank you :) i hope you're feeling better and that your exams are going okay :)