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Socks' Bioname: Socks Bluestone
speceies: fur dragon
personality: friendly, sweet, patient, competitive
likes: beating Swirls at monopoly, teasing konvoi, ADVENTURE
dislikes: ather being a jerk, screaming, pervs balls, dweebs
favorite food(s): oren berries, apples, cherries, pecha berries, fruits
favorite drink(s): soda, lemonade, limeade, tea, milk, wine, shampane, water, wisky, vodka
-she really loves to drink
-she's a gaming nut, say thers an expo, shes gone
-she has a tiny crush on konvoi, he secretly likes her back
-loves talkin to people
Swirl's BioName: Swirls Bluestone
Species: Fur dragon
Pesonality: derpy, light hearted, silly, oblivious, sweet
Likes: making arthur angry, playing monopoly, sleeping
Dislikes: losing games, being grounded(yes, she gets grounded)
Favorite food(s): pizza, cookies, apples, cake, carrots, tomatoes
Favorite drink(s): water, soda, milk, tea
-she has a secret crush on Arthur, thogh she'll never admit it
-Swirls loves water so she'll bathe for hours
-She hates it when people are to serious
Fanfic: Dragon's Pearl CH. 1Socks: *groan* Arther when are we going to get to the black cittyy?!?!?
Arther: We'll know when we get there!!
Evo: * -.-;*
Swirls: hehe you guys are silly.
Konvoi:* U.U * true that Swirls.
Ghostly voice: Socks, Konvoi, Arther, and Evo were traveling to the black city, by the sea, to do buisness with an old friend.
Narrator: after traveling 3 days.
Socks: Arther, Arther are we there yet?
Arther: Yes, actually w-
Socks, Swirl, and Konvoi: WOOO!!
Swirls: Woot! Woot!
narrator: Since the group was going to be staying in a hotel by the beach the group decided to have a little rest, but, Arther decided on his own time to set up the meeting with there friend at the exact same time as the little party.
*when socks and frinds found out*
Evo:wow arther, wow..
swirls: GRRRR I'MMA KILL YOU!!
konvoi:*thunks swirls on top of the head* stop
Socks: dude you knew that was when we had our party and yet
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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