They Reached the EndThe writers who most sought to win--They Reached the End by Voice-of-Levity
The final four that never gave in--
These are the stories they chose to scribe,
The souls whose lives we now imbibe:
The Devil's Daughter
Forever abandoned, eternally lone,
So often adopted, but never quite known,
An orphan of sin, masquerading as sweet,
Broken hearts paving the ground at her feet.
The Fallen Deceiver
Once god of tricks, as man, he lies.
On gullible fools, his trade, he plies.
So don't ask his name, unless prepared
For property lost and mind ensnared.
The Weapons for Hire
Angry soldiers never die--
Vengeance burns too hot to try--
Boil instead alongside scum,
Trading pride for fiscal sum.
The Hosts of the Night
He drinks blood while she eats bone.
His face grins though hers is stone.
He crafts pranks, and she seals deals,
But mostly they just serve great meals.
Wear BootsOur ants are meaner than your ants are mean;Wear Boots by Voice-of-Levity
Mini volcanoes scar every lawn's green,
Each mound of dirt spewing six-legged fires,
Red and black armies of acid and ire.
Who is the Reaper?Some would give comfort,Who is the Reaper? by Voice-of-Levity
Others, just death;
Which one will sort
Through those lacking in breath?
Choose your answers,
Name the names,
Be a winner,
Don't shift blame.
His roles conflict, the needs cut deep,
But surgeons have no time for sleep,
And even in your final rest,
This saint will strive to serve you best.
This nurse, she seeks to do you ill,
Injects your death with proper skill
As, bedside smile upon her face,
She works to end the human race.
Born a plague that like man walks,
Comes too close, and ceaseless talks.
He's tiny lives that can't stay dead,
And so he lets you die instead.
Casts a spell,
As pretty face to make men pause,
The perfect lady brooks no flaws;
She lends her voice and eyes to charm,
And lifts no hands to dole out harm.
Burnt, discarded, and cast out like dirt,
Her name tells a story, and the story did hurt.
But hardy and stubborn, refusing to bend,
Her name says her story ain't ready to end.
Ex III: Judge Comments - Round Three:icon7outerelements::iconexversusplz::iconBlueLibrarian:Ex III: Judge Comments - Round Three by mippins
7outerelements vs. BlueLibrarian
Votes: 0-2.5 (0-2 judges; 0-1 readers)
Mippins and Vane:7outerelements: commentsBlueLibrarian: commentsMippins' vote: BlueLibrarianVane's vote: BlueLibrarian
BlueLibrarian: I have so many thoughts about this entry and so few ideas how to put them into words. There are things I do and don’t like about what you have. I think my favorite scene was the confrontation in Satan’s office. If I’m being honest, I don’t quite understand what it’s purpose was, but boy was it ever cool. And then the whole overall arc with Cernun, seemingly siding with Death only to “
Ex III: Judge Comments - Round Two:iconfancylances::iconexversusplz::iconBlueLibrarian:Ex III: Judge Comments - Round Two by mippins
fancylances vs. BlueLibrarian
Votes: 0.5-2 (0-2 judges; 1-0 readers)
Mippins and Vane:fancylances: commentsBlueLibrarian: commentsMippins' vote: BlueLibrarianVane's vote: BlueLibrarian
Erin clearly spared no effort in this round. It is dense with reference and character development. Once again, characters were split up to avoid the crowding effect of having so many people standing around, this time to greater effect. Each character set got to do something interesting, and most of them got to make me chuckle.
I'm curious what directions Erin is taking this story, and what assumptions she is making behind the scenes to support her plot. T
EXIII R2 - (Incomplete)“I can walk on my own!” Eira struggled under the angel’s gripEXIII R2 - (Incomplete) by Silvermokona
“Good, then walk.” Nadezhda pushed the rogue away from her, causing her to stumble before catching herself. Lori could only lower her gaze, trying to ignore the eventual scuffle. At least they were almost near the city, but at this point their arguing was getting completely ridiculous
“Man, you’re a meanie-face too,” Plum looked up at the angel, “You’re super uptight and you keep attacking things without warning!”
“I do not,” the angel protested
“You nearly put an arrow through me and you still say that?” Eira stormed up to the other character, but stopped when her creator put herself between both of them.
“C-can,” Lori paused, still keeping her gaze towards the ground “Can you just. . .stop arguing? Every time one of you opens your mouth another just finds a way to start an argument and I just. . .” she t