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2000 points NEW CONTEST! Hoorah~ Edit: New characters added! Winners from OC design contest
Edit #2: If this contest doesn't get at least 10 submissions, I'm afraid I will have to call it off. Each entrant will instead get 50 points as a consolation prize
Well, my design an OC contest is coming to a close soon. It's so hard to pick winners, they're all so good!
But with that comes new contests! This time with... get this... 2000 POINTS *cheers in the background* Hooah, hooah...
Basically, this time it's a draw my OC contest!
This contest will end April 20th (I know, I know it's a long time. But simply because I know it takes a long time for some people to get their artist head on and real life tends to get in the way a lot)
Maximum of three entries per person
Please try not to use bases (though they are allowed, just discouraged)
All types of art are accepted
Please do not pair my OC's with yours.
Make a journal to advertise this contest <3
No headshots - m
~~Tentacle Kitty Fanart Contest~~Hi Everyone!
This is the official journal for
~~Tentacle Kitty Fanart Contest~~
Deadline is March 30th, 2014
Pretty Simple: Draw, write, doodle, sew, or whatever your art may be. Just as long as it is about Tentacle Kitty and her friends... Or enemies.
This contest allows media such as:
How to participate?
In order to participate you only have to this journal.
Post your entry to deviantart, link back to this journal entry in the artists comments, and send me a note with the subject
"Tentacle Kitty Fanart Contest"
including a link (or a thumbnail) to your deviation.
When I receive your note, I will put your entry in the contest folder.
All entries can be found here:
Please, be aware
Nine TimesI saw him nine times.
The first time we were both sitting in the room together, getting ready to take the math test that would determine our placement. I was scatterbrained and throwing things around, trying to find the pencils that I had known I would need but had still just tossed in my purse. He was lounging backwards in his chair, looking for all the world as though he didn’t have a single care in the world, including the upcoming test. It annoyed me, that I was frantic and ready to scream, while someone else could be that relaxed.
I tested out of the class.
I don’t know if he did.
The second time I saw him, it was a few months after I arrived on campus. He was the one rushing and frantic this time, running across the square. He was probably late for class, though I had no way of knowing for sure. I was already lost in my own thoughts and ideas, deciding on my major and convincing people that yes, this is what I really want to do with my life. If they weren
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