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Lily Thane

| November 2, 2011 | 0 Comments

My goal is to try and at least merge the prose of each of my first few characters. Hope you enjoy.

Height: 5’5”
Weight: 124 lbs
Hair: Auburn Brown
Eyes: Green

Wind roared through the open driver’s side window as strange looking car streaked down a rural highway. Inside the vehicle’s driver seat sits a young woman looking to be in her late twenties. Shifting gears she seems to lack any sort of care for her personal well being as tires squeal around a particular curve. The flash of red and blue reflects into her eyes causing a smug smirk to slide across her face. Pulling her right hand off of the steering wheel, she reaches out to push a series of buttons on the stereo. Almost at once a pulsing sphere begins to expand in front of her, each pulse giving off a white light. Without hesitation she aims directly for the sphere and sends her car hurtling into it.

Almost as soon as it hits the sphere the car begins to seemingly melt away and reform into something else. Moments later the girl leans forward, the steering wheel she was gripping now just a simple piece of rope. Attached to the rope is a metal bar that is firmly lodged into the mouth of a pterodactyl. Tightening her grip on the rope she pulls back sending the her upwards towards the sky. Letting out a squeal of exhilaration, she all but closes her eyes letting the wind wash over her. Leveling out she finally takes a moment to glance around herself and that’s when she notices the cop car lodged into the greenery below.

“Aw piss,” she huffs, seeing that the police officer has already noticed her.

Pulling to the right she forces the Pterodactyl into a dive, the wind lashing at her face. Pulling back at almost the last moment she manages to land the creature as soft as possible. Staring out with piercing emerald eyes at the officer hiding behind a tree, pistol drawn.

“You’ve nothing to be afraid of there fella, this wasn’t meant to happen,” she states matter of factly.

“Meant ta happen?! What the hell are y’talking about!? How d’you even know muh language?!” the young officer yells out, terrified out of his mind.

“Look. I can explain, just calm down.”

# 1 – James Durran

| November 1, 2011 | 0 Comments

#1 – James Durran

Like I said in my introduction I can’t draw very well so I will try to do some short prose. Please let me know what you think, even if it’s not positive. I want to get better and if I’m doing some wrong, I would like to know.


Height: 5’10
Weight: 210 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel


A flash of lightning illuminates the windows of a police car off the side of a rural Kentucky highway. A young man, no more than 26 years old, shovels french fries into his mouth. Pausing to take a slurp from a vanilla milkshake the man winces and put his left hand up to his temple, massaging it slowly he lets out a sigh. The resounding boom of the thunder rumbles over the landscape causing the man to glance up slightly as if he can see the sound waves.

‘Well shit, looks like rain,’ the man breathes out, rolling his leftover wrappers up into a ball. With a slight shift he tosses the ball into the empty fast food bag .

Suddenly a very odd looking car streaks by his cruiser causing him to jerk back slightly. Almost as if it was within one motion he jerks his right arm out to throw the squad car into drive and pushes the accelerator to the floor. Dirt, rocks and mud spew out from behind the cruiser as it rockets onto the highway and off in the direction of the vehicle. Minutes pass but the officer notices that he’s barely bridging the gap between the two. With a ‘Tch’ sound he tries to push more out of the engine with little success. Another flash of lightning brightens the cab as he reaches out with his right hand to grab the radio. Shortly after there’s another flash, then another followed by one more except the familiar sound of thunder never comes.

‘Never seen lightnin do that before,’ he muses curiously as he begins to radio in the speeding car.

‘Dispatch this is Cadet 01987, I’ve got a 505A on route 119. Requesting backup, over.’

‘Officer 01492 will respond,’ the radio crackles with the response.

Throughout this the lightning seems to continue, getting more rapid. The cadet blinks a few times, scrunching his face up in annoyance and just like that everything goes white. Slowly the light begins to recede and color begins to return to his sight.

‘What the…hell?’

As the image before him sharpens from blurry to crisp he blinks a few times in shock. Exotic fauna, strange sounds and an odd sound surround the young man as he slowly pulls himself out of the vehicle. A sharp screech from above catches his attention, jerking his head upwards his eyes widen in shock.

‘Dear god in heaven I’m either dead or that’s a friggin pterodactyl.’

2011 Challenger: John “Chris” Wellman

| October 31, 2011 | 0 Comments

Hello Everyone,

My name is Chris Wellman and this is the first time I’ve ever attempted anything like this. I love creating stories so I hope that everyone enjoys the characters that I churn out.

I have absolutely zero artistic abilities so I won’t be attaching any sketches for my characters, but I do hope you’ll read and enjoy what I’ve done.

Good luck and have fun everyone!