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I'm really bored so I decided to make a few contests:
You can make 3 entries per contest.

Contest 1 - Design Contest:
Participants: Hollybolly426, Snowcrystal, Snini9, Grapejuice, Swirlspot, Lavenderrain, Shimmerstrike
Create me an avatar pair and a pet pair, e.g:



Contest 2 - Art Contest
Participants: Hollybolly426, Snowcrystal
Draw me a pretty picture of you and one(or more of) your sylesti.
Like so but with more effort if possible :3

Contest 3 - Short Story Contest:
Participants: Hollybolly426, Snowcrystal, Grapejuice, Shimmerstrike, Destinyflight
Write me a story about mythical creatures (it doesn't even have to be sylestia related).
(This is pretty self explanatory)

Prizes:


-Lesser Philter of Acumen x1x1

Avatar & Pet pair










Drawing of me and cream luffbunny (Sorry it's messy ;~;)

Story Competition:

Just a descriptive demon story,

I spread my messy black wings and lift into the sky, wind ruffling my feathers. I blend into the darkness soaring through the wispy clouds and diving below them. Twisting and turning, making patterns as I go. Reaching out, higher and higher, towards the pale moon that shone in the dark, only to fall back to Earth. I fall slowly, my wings like a parachute, holding me in the air for a brief moment. My scruffy black hair is blown upwards towards the sky as I am met with the force of the ground. Hard and cold, the shock of realisation propels through me and I feel the pain for a moment, it ripples through my body and is released into the atmosphere. Rising from the ground, I reach p again and flap my wings in a last attempt before wrapping them around me, a blanket to protect the warmth that has long since gone and diving head first to the ground. Before impact, my wings spread and I rise ever so slightly. Then I carefully land on the ground, staring towards my home town. The grey fog that hangs in the air around it, never leaving just floating there. The buildings that never release any light, they stay black as if they're abandoned and no one is there.
I love flying, it is the only comfort I have in this dreadful life. I am a demon, a harvester of souls, the thing that everyone dreads. I am the thing from the depths of hell that emerged from the darkness, the worst nightmare, deepest fear, you know all of that but honestly, I want to fly with the angels. Be in the presence of God, who guided creatures into light. All I ever wanted, was to be accepted and loved as if that would ever happen with a mother like mine.
I lay still in the darkness, the wind rushing past me, causing the grass to brush against my bare feet. It tickles but I don't care. I actually rather enjoy this sensation, it makes me feel alive, more normal. In the sky, the moon expels light, making rings of silver glow around it and when a cloud passes by, it lights up and then fades away again, with a simple moment of brilliance. The night sky is amazing but when I look down again, the grass is black and dead, withered below me. A sigh escapes my mouth, so I turn my head back to the sky, examining the constellation that weave the night sky. A gentle light radiates from the moon and stars, radiating out into the darkness like a lamp in a child's bedroom. The cold night air bites at my skin, sending me into a deep slumber filled with nightmares and memories.
My dreams are filled with awful memories, images of war and battles. The past souls I have reaped. The people I sent to their graves. Fire crackles around me, hearing up the atmosphere like an oven, roaring in it's rage. Rising from the ground and flickering in all of it's glory and destruction. It consumes building after building, racing along the street, killing innocent citizens. Roars and screams are scattered by the wind, sent soaring away from other's ears. Craters lay in the ground. Fire rises from the buildings, whirling around in the ind. Screams and shouts echo through the fields, gun shots ringing in my ears. Explosions going off, flashing in a burst of fire that lit up the surrounding air, beautiful but deadly and in a single burst it was gone again. All that was left was a black smear on the ground, that held death in it's midst. Those poor people, who's souls can never be recovered. I have to take another life, another victim. Then I wake and beg for it to stop, beg for it to leave.

Sorry if it isn't good grammar or is a bit long :T

It's really good :3

So for the first contest:

Ice and Fire





Playtime




NightLight




@Crazydinoz
Second contest:
Me and one of my luporas playing catch near Trollsblight Carvens


Icicle and I battling in the nightfall bandit dungeon



Third contest:
Aira's Birth
"Thunder come quick! One of our eggs are hatching!" Skyla called to her husband as she watched their firstborn child break free of it's egg. Thunder paddled over to watch through the hole in the egg as the tiny dragon inside tried to break free, and chuckle as she headbutted the walls of the egg, but only succeeded in rolling her egg across the room. Finally the egg collapsed, revealing an innocent little dark blue dragon with a piece of eggshell in her mouth. She quickly spit it out and looked around, then rushed around the room, trying to put the energy stored up in her tiny body when she was confined in the egg somewhere, anywhere. Thunder and Skyla both shrieked in surprise when they found that their daughter's running is causing everything to fly up! "All right little girl." Thunder laughed as he stepped in the speeding dragon's way, making her bounce of his chest. "How 'bout we give you a name?" "Aira!" She yelped. "Well, what d'you know? She gave herself a name!" Skyla laughed. Aira bounced up and down while clapping her hands. "Aira! Aira! Aira..." She suddenly collapsed and began snoring. Thunder and Skyla looked at each other in surprise, then at the little sleeping dragon. "Well, she's one speedy dragon, even when going to sleep." Thunder chuckled as he carried Aira to bed.

Contest 1 Design Contest

Can i make a story about a Night Fury, or can you not do that?

A Night Fury is from the "how to train your dragon movie."

She is not online right now but it does say a mythical creature and dragons count as that so I'm guessing you can.

Short story entry
10g Vulnyx
As I browsed the small, rundown store I stopped next to a nest in a dark corner. Inside I saw two violet eyes looking up at me, her fur was dusty and ruffled as if it had never been washed or cared for. The small vulnyx's tail twitched and as it moved to the light I saw that it split into two tails, I smiled and moved my hand closer, it shied away at first but then crept closer and put her brown and orange patched head up to my hand with her eyes closed. I moved my hand down to her patched body. I frowned when I felt her bony and malnourished stomach. I turned to the shopkeeper and said "this one" They looked at me strangely and asked, "Are you sure?" I nodded, carefully I picked her up and brought her over. "That'll be 10g" he mumbled.
The moment I got her home I gave her a good meal, groomed her and gave her a warm bed to sleep on. I smiled at how clean and healthy she looked. a light had returned to her eyes. she curled up next to me and I fell asleep with her rhythmic breathing next to me.

Now it is 10 years later. My little vulnyx's coat doesn't shine anymore. it's filled with grime and is unkempt. my inventory is full of healing potions and other healing items. I don't have enough gold or room to feed her anymore. I need to say goodbye... She was bought and I looked into her violet eyes for the last time. All I have to remember her by is the record of you bought one 10g vulnyx...

Sylesti and avatar pairs
Deaths Beauty



Dreamers Haze

I'll post the other entries later