You win. Hands down.

/literally cried from laughing too hard

LAUTH
GOOD LORD
I;M DYINGFDJKLGKLFDJH

SOMEONE CALL LIFE ALERT I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP

Snow Star, the Prophet

"Please! Help! He's dying! Someone! Anyone!" she screamed against the howling wind as the icy snow shards tore at her skin.

Just moments ago her and her beloved had been returning from the mountain top delivering their the last of their harvest goods when the snow storm hit. Ice and snow had quickly accumulated. A false step unto the ice, he tumbled down the mountain side unto a ledge. Quickly the girl raced after him, concerned not for her own safety but for that of her dearly beloved.

"Antony!" she cried out as she reached him. As she raced over to him she could see the branch protruding from him as crimson quickly began to stain the blankets of white around them. "Antony no! Please hold on!" she screamed attempting to apply pressure. "Please! Help! He's dying! Someone! Anyone!" she screamed against the howling wind as the icy snow shards tore at her skin.

From the shadows of the barren trees and stark surroundings her call was heard. Heard by the fey and a gathering of Faeries. Seeing the mortal beg for the life of her beloved rather than her own, they pitied her and revealed themselves as the the earth it's self grew colder. "Poor human," they said in soft, musical, saddened voices.

"Wh-Who's there?" the maiden gasped between choked sobs as she heard their calls. She thought herself mad until she'd seen one of the chillingly small figures appear before her. "Poor human," it repeated before looking directly at the girl. "Do you wish to save him? We can provide this for you, if you can provide for us," the creature said as it heard the woman's heart skip a beat.

'Save him?' the girl thought her heart racing, skipping a beat from how too good to be true it sounded. "Surely you jest," she replied as she watched the crimson blood spill further, slowing down as the cold slowed the flow and as the blood became less to run out.

"No, we do not. We are powerful enough to save him, but we need your help too. Should you wish to save him, you shall have to become one of us. Become the winter Fey," the assumed leader said as a few more faeries peeked out from their hiding places. "Surely this isn't too hard a decision?" the leader asked looking from the girl to the dying man.

The maiden did not have time to think it over hastily replying, "Yes, I shall do this. I shall help you if you can restore him," she said in a small voice as her tear streaked cheeks began to freeze over. "Then it shall be done," the voice said, suddenly booming.

With a flash of light, a large swirl of snow, and the sensation of falling the girl awoke. Her beloved was gone, the snow untouched, and the world around her much larger than she'd last remembered. "Good day to you my queen," a familiar voice spoke to her in a normal tone. "Good day," she said a bit dazed. "May I ask, who exactly are you, and what's happened?" she said with a new found melody in her voice, a sound that seemed to promise frost and winter it's self.

"My queen, my prophet, you saved that human, and in doing so you've become a faery. When you agreed the timeline was changed. You've never met and he has no memory of you. You cannot go back to him, and you cannot leave us. That was the terms of the agreement, do you not remember?" the faery grinned wickedly.

"NO!" the girl screamed. "This is not what you promised! You lied to me!" she screamed. "Lied my lady? Surely not. Faeries cannot lie. We simply did not speak the words of the contract that we knew you'd refuse. Now lead us Yuki Hoshika! Our Snow Star! Our prophet! Lead us! Lead us so that we may once more live in peace!" the voice boomed again and with a wail the girl screamed. The winds howled with her command and with the tears she wished to shed the snow came down, a blizzard reined through the forest of the mountains.

"Very good my queen," the faery spoke as he wandered off into the storm, never to be seen from again.

With that winter became stronger and thrived for many years until the Snow Star's beloved aged and passed, having a family with another woman, children, and each year winter's chill grew with the bitterness Yuki felt until she could accept it. She'd given up the life she'd known to save the man she'd always loved.

The years after were filled with peaceful winters as soft tears filled the land with fluffy white, covering the mountain where Yuki remains for eternity.

explain how you do that, cause i can't take pictures and paste them in.

right click the avatar u made in ur wardrobe, click copy url. Paste in the forum, then highlight the entire Url and click the Img button.

The basis of this design is based off of my own character, the first horseman- War. War is a lean warrior similar to the avatar build, who prefers to use a slimmer sword and tends to wear black with red highlights. His hair goes down to his lower back and is always pulled back in a low ponytail. He usually wields a one-handed word and a spear (but avatars can only hold one item). He's a relatively nice guy once you get to know him, however he revels in battle and takes joy from fighting others. His base element is Fire.

War is always growing bored of his home while he waits for the apocalypse to arrive, so he usually goes to the human world as a mortal to partake in the wars and skirmishes and everyday lives of the humans. In the story I involve him in he has to travel the world and hunt down his brothers and the embodiment's of the 7 Sins and return them to Hell.

I understand the instructions, but what if you're doing this from a tablet like me? I don't really know how to do that much stuff in the internet on here besides play games...

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This is Anactaka. She is a princess in a dimension called Imagination- where every imagined person, place, or thing is. As a princess of Imagination, she is responsible for making sure that Good always triumphs over Evil, that the bad guys never win, and that things always work out for the best. To do this, she has been granted powers of imagination- anything she can imagine will happen, or come to be.
She wears blue because it is her favorite color- a color of truth and righteousness and honor and loyalty.

@Lauth

LMAO.....Awesome!

Ok, here's my avatar:



Shadow and Flame

When I was a child, I was called Myreth. Now I am called ShadowsInAsh, and I seek mastery over Flame, Shadow, and the most misunderstood of elements: The Essence of Life and Death. In the past, some have dubbed me Necromancer, but these blind fools dwell in the darkness of their own ignorance, living as cowering slaves to their own weakness.

I am a mage, an outcast, and a seeker of knowledge. I have fought and won battles against forces so evil that if left unchecked, they would drag this world into an unimaginable abyss of terror and ruin.

My oldest and closest ally is Fire. She illuminates and destroys; cleanses and purges. With the element of fire at my command, I continue my quest for knowledge, incinerating all that stand in my way.

This avatar is based off one of my newest characters for the latest book idea I have.

Aelia is a young dragonet embarking on a journey of mystery with three other dragons, none of which know where they are going or why, only following the visions that they each have. A reincarnated gem dragon, Aelia possesses the quality of the pearl-safety, bliss, love, wealth, and luck. Young and naive yet courageous, she strives towards their unknown goal with a vigor that'll leave the others reeling in her wake.