Deaa's posts
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
ugh I'm having difficulty making an electric-color-themed avi :Y
Posted in [RNG chibi freebies] LAST DAY!!!!
Posted 4 years ago
wahoo my try #1
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
@kaichoukai: ahhh well glad you found a temp place!
do you have another place lined up afterwards? (if you don't mind me asking, sorry still in work mode)
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
@kaichoukai: I work for a student housing property, so we're dealing with move-outs and move-ins during covid rn
@totalanimefan: oooh that's just long enough to be too long lol
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
@totalanimefan: been there done that
how much longer you got?
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
@kaichoukai: hahaha not mad i missed the screaming tbh
got enough of the madness at work today ^^;;
@mdom: well i do like cats o:
@totalanimefan: hey there! what's up?
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
ok y'all i'm finally back after work ; u;
what'd i miss?
Posted in Deaa's Chilling QuickLiners | open
Posted 4 years ago
open
all pixels are linked to their deviantartists
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
holy crap 219 pages wowowowo
good job yall o:
*just stopping by at work
Posted in Deaa's Chilling QuickLiners | open
Posted 4 years ago
pick up
1. mdom — Guilty as Charged
The campers of the Electric cabin sat on the floor in a large circle.
"Are we sure this is safe?"
"As if this'll even work," someone whispered, followed by a few snickers.
"Hush," the witch in the group commanded.
Silence followed.
The candle in the middle of the floor lit itself. The flame grew and grew until it engulfed the entire candle—wax and all. A few campers flinched and jumped back, breaking the circle.
The witch cried out in pain. The fire flared out, striking her with what looked like a small bolt of lightning.
She warned them... the spell failing was more dangerous than succeeding. She left the scar on her cheek all summer instead of healing it as a reminder to her cabin mates—don't cross her again.
"Are we sure this is safe?"
"As if this'll even work," someone whispered, followed by a few snickers.
"Hush," the witch in the group commanded.
Silence followed.
The candle in the middle of the floor lit itself. The flame grew and grew until it engulfed the entire candle—wax and all. A few campers flinched and jumped back, breaking the circle.
The witch cried out in pain. The fire flared out, striking her with what looked like a small bolt of lightning.
She warned them... the spell failing was more dangerous than succeeding. She left the scar on her cheek all summer instead of healing it as a reminder to her cabin mates—don't cross her again.
2.
Posted in Deaa's Chilling QuickLiners | open
Posted 4 years ago
samples
these aren't necessarily what i'll be writing, but it shows what i've done
i can do more unsettling/darker stuff, but you have to explicitly ask for it and i may pm it
It's always difficult watching the beginning of a disaster. You can see it coming but you can't stop it because it's not in your control. It's someone else's life.
She stared at the words on the screen, only slightly content with the content. She knew she could do better, but she didn't have the time.
Saving the document, she closed out of the window and shut her laptop. She packed her bag, grabbed whatever was left of her iced coffee, and stepped out the cafe.
She scrolled through her Instagram feed while waiting to cross the street. The left-turn arrow turned green, she began walking, and a bus slammed into her.
She stared at the words on the screen, only slightly content with the content. She knew she could do better, but she didn't have the time.
Saving the document, she closed out of the window and shut her laptop. She packed her bag, grabbed whatever was left of her iced coffee, and stepped out the cafe.
She scrolled through her Instagram feed while waiting to cross the street. The left-turn arrow turned green, she began walking, and a bus slammed into her.
"feral"
I fear becoming
a feral tragedy, lost
without your guidance
I fear becoming
a feral tragedy, lost
without your guidance
On my way home last night, I fell asleep at the wheel. I got minimal hours of sleep the night before, could not get to coffee all day, and my manager made me stay for closing. The highway was closed for construction, so I had to take Park Express which—past a certain point in the city—would be mostly barren that time of night. My eyes started drooping when I stopped at a red light. I shook it off, telling myself just 5 more minutes until I got home. As I reached the part of Park Express that was 5 big turns, one almost right after another, I felt a deep wave of exhaustion roll through me. But I was so close. On the third turn, I bounced back from dozing off, and on the fourth, my eyes closed completely. I heard a loud crash, followed by an echoed rumbling—like a car turning over and over. And then I opened my eyes. In front of the car floated a woman with wings. Everything about her was graceful and airy, soft beige and light turquoise. I opened my mouth, but couldn't find my voice, and she shushed me. I looked behind her and realized I was parked in my driveway. She smiled at me, and with a flutter of her wings, she was gone.
Her hair thrashed around in the harsh wind as everyone's screams filled her ears. Tears fell from her eyes.
Everything was chaos.
But she looked next to her and saw his soft eyes, his sweet smile.
She grabbed his hand, returning the smile.
The world went yellow as the sun shone through the window behind him. Then white. Then black.
Everything was chaos.
But she looked next to her and saw his soft eyes, his sweet smile.
She grabbed his hand, returning the smile.
The world went yellow as the sun shone through the window behind him. Then white. Then black.
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Posted in Deaa's Chilling QuickLiners | open
Posted 4 years ago
Deaa's Chilling QuickLiners
i'm bored and i like slightly unsettling microfiction
i wanna see how this works out with themes or requests
so here's my quickliner shop for lite™ horror/psychothriller stories
to tell around the campfire of course
(I wanted to do this before I saw the official event thread-thing and then i saw it and almost didn't, but decided what the hey, why not)
free but tips welcome
probs max like 5-7 sentences
things I'll be listening to while writing:
sza's warm winds ft. isaiah rashad
pan's labyrinth lullaby
yuna's tiada ahkir
fiona apple's carrion
jhene aiko's surrender
Posted in Card readings and maybe a doidle
Posted 4 years ago
@kitalpha hart:
*shakes fist at indirect answer*
no but seriously thanks! gives me something to think about~
Posted in Team Electric Cabin
Posted 4 years ago
whew yall have been talking o3o;;
it was like 20 pages when i last checked lol