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haha i love this costume!!!!!!!The Best Unique Baby Halloween Costumes For 2011 Part 1
Wednesday, August 31st, 2011
Visit http://bestbabyhalloweencostumes.net/ for more adorable baby halloween costumes. Like us on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Best-Baby-Halloween-Costumes/181359215266736
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vGaming | Final Evento JcJ | 5/8/11
Thursday, August 25th, 2011
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What should I dress up as for the first day?
Friday, August 12th, 2011I am going in to grade 5 and I wanna dress up as something (you can’t report this question because of age, because what if I am a 15 year old going in to 5th grade. Even though I am not, but you do not know my age so HA!), like my best friend is dressing up as Michael Jackson, no, he is not a girl. But I have nothing to dress up as. It is not like costume day or anything, but it would be fun for the first day. I am a girl though, I wanted to dress up like I was from the fifties but that would be to expensive, any ideas? But not costumes like animals or garden gnomes, just clothing turned into something fun to wear 
This is a 50′s inspired outfit:
http://www.ermoumag.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/ermou_50_gia-site-look3.jpg
I hope you will like that and I would also like to suggest that you visit lifo.com. It’s a social network for girls that lets them share their beauty tips and fashion ideas to others.
Kasey at walmart in Gnome costumeLBP2 Night – Tron Gnomes
Tuesday, August 9th, 2011
Join Kolumn, Locke, and Rocky as they adventure through Little Big Planet 2 together. On a couch.
This episode features two levels:
1) Tron city story
2) Gnome cave
Check out the site and podcast at www.tetriseffect.com
Follow us on twitter – @tetriseffect
Duration : 0:13:59
Re post: i need serious feedback on my prologue plz! (read is urgent)?
Tuesday, July 5th, 2011okay this is the second time posting this. anyways, this is the prologue to my story ‘Aria’
the setting is in a small town’s park, Halloween night. my main character, Aria, is getting beat up by kids her age. Now ik there’s grammar prblms but im asking should i add more detail and what kind of detail. so ignore grammar editing, and more story improving editing. here it goes:
October 31, 2005
Pain shot through my body, as i felt fists blowing at me. i was constantly being pushed to the ground and kicked, then bought back up to be punched. my mouth and nose were bleeding, massively. my head hurt from the roots that were being pulled. each and every limb in my body was hurt. i was defenseless.
i looked up from the cold ground, where i was being kicked at repeatedly. i saw the kids, dressed in their Halloween costumes, who were beating me to the pulp. They were my age, about ten of them, girls and boys. They were angry. Very angry. It was pretty funny if you think about it. Me, a little girl dressed as a witch, getting cornered and beat up by kids dressed as monsters. It wasnt a fair fight, though. Everyone knows i was going to lose, hard. But it’s not like i challenged them. Kids will kids, right?
i felt i cold hand smack me hard across the face, and pull me up to punch me again. i groaned loudly at the painful sucker punch that sent chills through my stomach. I knew there was alot more coming up. My eyes trailed on another little girl. She sat on the bench of the park, staring at the voilence. Her ginger hair flew on her face, as her witch hat struggled to stay on her small head. Her freckled face flinched at every punch, slap, and kick that was being thrown at me. I made sort of a smirk to her worries. This reaction was because this girl was my best friend, Kimberly Stalk. And her brother was the boy who lead this rebellion over me. It’s a long story, but to shorten it, I I would say i said a few things I shouldn’t have. But the whole point was my very own friend was letting me get destroyed out here in the cold, muddy grass, bleeding to death.
The park was dark and empty, with only swings moving with the wind. i hear the wind whistling through my ears. my body was aching. I was a dead girl if i didnt do anything, cause obviously i this beat down wasnt going to stop.
After a few more punches, i pushed into a wall. i couldnt feel anything hurting me anymore. Relief hit through my body as i opened my swollen eyes. i could see the crew of kids piling over me, grinning and snickering about whats going to happen to the poor girl next.
i saw another ginger headed boy walk through the small crowd and bought his fresh face to my bruised face. Kimberly’s brother’s breath went straight up my nose, as we looked each other straight in the eye, our faces inches apart.
" you got yourself in some deep ****," Keith said, reading my thoughts.
I couldnt back down now though. So instead of crying, begging for mercy, I spit. Right in his face. i saw red liquid splash right below his right eye. then i smiled. Now i was in some deep ****.
Keith took a few steps back, wiped the blood filled saliva off his face. He smiled at my in a menacing way. " Now your goin’ get it, Sanderson!" he yelled, pulled out a pocket knife. He flipped it over, revealing a small sharp blade. I paniced on the inside, but my face stayed calm. In these type s of situation, i would have ran, but right when the thought processed into my brain, two kids, both dressed as evil garden gnomes, cam and pinned my arms to the wall.
‘ i’m going to die,’ i thought to myself.
Kieth held the knife tight in his palms and extended his arm, behind him, aiming at my chest. After a few seconds of tension, he swung the sharp dangerous killing dagger at me.
30 minutes later *****
My eyes flew open and body flew up. i sat there, laying in the grass were i was getting pounded in. the grass was dry and surprisingly fresh. the air was warm, like summer, and the playground was silent. i looked at my body, and saw it dressed in the same witch outfit, and my pillowcase full of candy laid net to me. then i remembered something. my face was suppose to be in pain with the rest of my body. i was suppose to be bruised and swollen, but when i felt my face, it felt smooth and clean, like before i was hurt by those children. thats when i remembered. The kids! i got up and looked around, breathing hard.
‘Keith! Kimmy!’ the siblings name and faces went through my head. they were gone. vanished. with the knife. the knife that almost killed me.
is my writing any good?
You scratch my back and I scratch yours!
When I read this, I imagine 6 year olds fighting in silly costumes (skeleton, devil, ect.)…. I don’t think I was supposed to… Cause little kids don’t swear like that…
I have no clue who your main character is and why everyone wants to beat up the kid. I can’t make that connection so I’m not attached to the character and I don’t give feelings for your characters just yet.
Even if it’s super detailed in some places, there are some other corners you need to touch up. I could imagine every details of every hit and impact there was. But I had a hard time grasping the ‘looks’ of the characters, except for the best friend. (Personally I like the details of the character)
It’s an epic part of the story and it’s very juicy in flowery details. I hope it’s not the only part like this in your book. I hope it’s going to be this rich in text thought the novel, I ‘d read more of it if it was the case.
Until then, rework just a dab on it (like, I mean a small droplet) and you”ll get an audience for your piece.
i need some professional, serious feedback on the prologue of my novel plz!?
Saturday, June 25th, 2011i going to write the prologue of my novel, and i want some feedback about the detail (like do i need to add more detail), and if my writing is any good. the setting is in a small town’s play ground, Halloween night. well here it goes:
October 31, 2005
Pain shot through my body, as i felt fists blowing at me. i was constantly being pushed to the ground and kicked, then bought back up to be punched. my mouth and nose were bleeding, massively. my head hurt from the roots that were being pulled. each and every limb in my body was hurt. i was defenseless.
i looked up from the cold ground, where i was being kicked at repeatedly. i saw the kids, dressed in their Halloween costumes, who were beating me to the pulp. They were my age, about ten of them, girls and boys. They were angry. Very angry. It was pretty funny if you think about it. Me, a little girl dressed as a witch, getting cornered and beat up by kids dressed as monsters. It wasnt a fair fight, though. Everyone knows i was going to lose, hard. But it’s not like i challenged them. Kids will kids, right?
i felt i cold hand smack me hard across the face, and pull me up to punch me again. i groaned loudly at the painful sucker punch that sent chills through my stomach. I knew there was alot more coming up. My eyes trailed on another little girl. She sat on the bench of the park, staring at the voilence. Her ginger hair flew on her face, as her witch hat struggled to stay on her small head. Her freckled face flinched at every punch, slap, and kick that was being thrown at me. I made sort of a smirk to her worries. This reaction was because this girl was my best friend, Kimberly Stalk. And her brother was the boy who lead this rebellion over me. It’s a long story, but to shorten it, I I would say i said a few things I shouldn’t have. But the whole point was my very own friend was letting me get destroyed out here in the cold, muddy grass, bleeding to death.
The park was dark and empty, with only swings moving with the wind. i hear the wind whistling through my ears. my body was aching. I was a dead girl if i didnt do anything, cause obviously i this beat down wasnt going to stop.
After a few more punches, i pushed into a wall. i couldnt feel anything hurting me anymore. Relief hit through my body as i opened my swollen eyes. i could see the crew of kids piling over me, grinning and snickering about whats going to happen to the poor girl next.
i saw another ginger headed boy walk through the small crowd and bought his fresh face to my bruised face. Kimberly’s brother’s breath went straight up my nose, as we looked each other straight in the eye, our faces inches apart.
" you got yourself in some deep shit," Keith said, reading my thoughts.
I couldnt back down now though. So instead of crying, begging for mercy, I spit. Right in his face. i saw red liquid splash right below his right eye. then i smiled. Now i was in some deep shit.
Keith took a few steps back, wiped the blood filled saliva off his face. He smiled at my in a menacing way. " Now your goin’ get it, Sanderson!" he yelled, pulled out a pocket knife. He flipped it over, revealing a small sharp blade. I paniced on the inside, but my face stayed calm. In these type s of situation, i would have ran, but right when the thought processed into my brain, two kids, both dressed as evil garden gnomes, cam and pinned my arms to the wall.
‘ i’m going to die,’ i thought to myself.
Kieth held the knife tight in his palms and extended his arm, behind him, aiming at my chest. After a few seconds of tension, he swung the sharp dangerous killing dagger at me.
30 minutes later *****
My eyes flew open and body flew up. i sat there, laying in the grass were i was getting pounded in. the grass was dry and surprisingly fresh. the air was warm, like summer, and the playground was silent. i looked at my body, and saw it dressed in the same witch outfit, and my pillowcase full of candy laid net to me. then i remembered something. my face was suppose to be in pain with the rest of my body. i was suppose to be bruised and swollen, but when i felt my face, it felt smooth and clean, like before i was hurt by those children. thats when i remembered. The kids! i got up and looked around, breathing hard.
‘Keith! Kimmy!’ the siblings name and faces went through my head. they were gone. vanished. with the knife. the knife that almost killed me.
Okay, this needs editing, and a lot of it.
❖Is this is present tense or past tense? You describe the fight as it it’s present tense, yet the moment when your MC is lying in the park after is past. Make your mind up.
❖At the moment, your MC is being beaten up by an invisible person. You never actually say anything about the attacker; it could be a chinchilla for all we know!
❖You need to start using a capital "i" whenever your character refers to themself, and keep capitilisation after full stops consistent.
❖Make it clearer what is going on. I still don’t know exactly why the person is being attacked.
❖New person speaking = new line.
❖ Your character is lying on the floor, yet they push on the wall??
❖Make your sentences flow better, because right now they are quite tedious to read and understand.
numa numa gnome
Wednesday, May 25th, 2011
Another dancing Gnome. IN A PIRATE OUTFIT !!! Any questions as to how i made him fly in the first video. Msg me…
Duration : 0:0:42
An evil gnome attacks. Lame Costume Man fights back.
