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  1. What a shame, it would've been nice to see
  2. Since I'm bored, and we're just posting stuff, I might as well link one that I found https://thisvid.com/videos/girl-pees-tights-accident/
  3. If your thinking about the whole, "wet clothing" thing, A very simple thing to do would be to add your own clothing, not intricately detailed, but more of of a solid colored pair of tight pants or shorts, make a way to modify the colors, then make the most important part: the wet spot, which will appear as a sim has an accident, but no one has even tackled this challenge yet, since modding isn't exactly as easy as writing a story or making art But to a base level, this sounds like everything ya need to complete this sims Omorashi thing (aside from messing)
  4. Now this is a smart idea, but I think you can could definitely rewrite it to be more professional! It's great, however relying on just the Ai can only get you so far. I am not a good content creator on here, so you don't have to look to me for guidance or anything, but I do think this would be a great way of producing content!
  5. Ai dungeon can definitely be a fun thing to use to make this type of stuff, but I think in order to get the true potential from it, ya gotta make the story longer, but manually rewrite it when it's finished, it can function as a form of storyboard, and then you can change it up to be more realistic, or erotic. you can approach this from many different angles, but you might not find an Oscar worthy story if you rely just on the Ai. Still a great idea though!
  6. Damn, y'all making me feel left out Which is REALLY ironic since most of my heritage is from Norway, lol
  7. Ahh.. so I'm assuming that when the bladder would release again, the urine released prior would've dried out! Genius! I also love this idea of the girl always being desperate, but ignoring it since she would never know how full she really was, leading to the release always happening at inconvenient times. Like maybe during an interview, in front of a crush, or on tv while she squirms trying to keep composure. Nice visuals too.
  8. Author's Note: If I say I'm “Confident” in something, don’t trust me. Cause I remember being confident about that last story which was a dumpster fire. This story has a tiny bit of the same world elements, but is a lot more established and will only include descriptions if you won’t get it at first glance. My last story was gonna be a love story/drama, but I fucked up royally, by submitting it as a “short” story, and having to cut it down in the worst way I could. The purpose of this story was to display some “originality”, which would’ve been hard to believe judging from the last story. Now lets eat some quality fucking chicken. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a fairly smooth ride, sitting in the back of a dirty old hover car. Sharlans’ driver was fairly quiet, up until the end of the ride, where they chirped up, disturbing Sharlan from a short slumber. “Oi! *clap* *clap* *clap* “Hey! Wake up toots, we’re at ye destination.” He proclaimed, while holding out his hand. Sharlan rearranged her limp body, and lazily handed him a card where he would swipe on a small keypad fixed to the side of the steering wheel. *Ding* She stepped out and got a whiff of the place. It smelled of motor oil and food scraps. Sharlan was concluding a short trip out of state, and more specifically off country, and finally arrived at the airport. Catching a glimpse through the window, She took a look at her wristwatch, and called for her “P.H.A”, which stood for: “Personal handheld A.I”. “Phail, do you know when my flight leaves? The clock on my watch looks a bit different from the one displayed on that clock inside the lobby.” She spoke in a groggy voice. Phail took a short pause before the 3 small lines on screen, rearranged to look like a panicked face. “I’m so sorry Shar! I completely forgot about daylight savings time this year. I was probably recharging while it happened, but you still have at least 45 minutes to spare.” But Sharlan was only a little panicked, as she knew that if she rushed it, she imagined she could still end up waiting for 10 minutes. If luck was on her side, maybe she could grab some food. She grimoused a bit. “I think i’ll make it. And Phail, would you mind calling one of the built in restaurants and get me a pretzel? I heard the tea here is really good too.” “Right away.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After that power nap in the car, and her well deserved snack, everything practically flew by, she felt so sure of herself that she forgot about the slight pressure in her abdomen. It was most likely the result of the power nap to the airport disagreeing with the morning coffee she had prior, effectively numbing any sensations. The tea she consumed more recently was aiding in its descent. While boarding the craft she felt a tiny jolt of pain in her bladder, the tea had started to join the coffee inside of her internal tank. “Shit, I knew I should’ve skipped coffee today.” She thought, as she most likely would have finished her nap on the plane. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- From the outside, the aircraft looked like two blimps carrying a picnic basket, and as it began its takeoff, large metallic wings sprouted from each side and started to flap up and down rapidly. Sharlan shifted in her seat while the large compartment shook back and forth, before the rotors activated and completed its takeoff. Once finished, Sharlan got up from her seat and tried to access the stairwell to the upper floor, but the console that opened the door was acting moody and refused her access while she and a few others jiggled in place. “Unbelievable. how does one forget the term for bathroom?” One grumbled, before they all sat down in their extremely spacious seats. Sharlan lifted her leg over the other, which complemented her modest hips that didn’t wanna stop fidgeting. She placed a hand on her crotch while she felt the remainder of the tea fill up the rest of her bladder, and tried to wait for the hour to end. While waiting, she noticed a curvy robotic stewardess tread about the place pouring people tea, while rapidly fanning her legs in and out, doubling over with each cup filled. Sharlan eyed each cup, as the small steamy stream filled them to the brim, making her think the cups would overflow with liquid prompted a spurt in her work pants. “She must be holding a gusher.” Phail piped, startling Sharlan with his presence. “Phail, don’t do that. I have to piss wicked bad so I’m trying to keep my composure, and in public nonetheless...” She whispered. Phail finished ogling the stewardess, before he decided to give Sharlan his advice on the matter In a monotone voice. “Perhaps since we were in Neo England, the console most likely misunderstood your request. Perhaps you should use different terminology, such as: ‘Use the loo’, or ‘Lavatories’.” Several women in the neighboring aisles heard him say this, before they all swiftly rushed to the stairwell. Sharlan only processed this while she tried to contain the volume in her own bladder, which was starting to ache. “Phail, you better not do anything else stupid today.” She whispered to him and she carefully hobbled out of her seat. When they reached the top of the stairwell, they didn’t only find the bathroom that Sharlan desired, but the people who decided that their need was more important. The line didn’t stretch as far as one would imagine, but the bathroom was one person only, and everyone had to get their ID checked by two Hollow guards. The mens room was out of her reach however, because the guards were strict about the order of things. And as she rapidly danced in place, the warmth in her panties was starting to chill, and had made her shiver. This shiver wouldn’t occur without forcing out a jet of urine at high pressure, making a sort of hissing sound before stopping. A small wet streak trailed down her work pants, appearing with a shine. She doubled over as a droplet of urine fell to the floor, forcing her to cross her legs while rapidly swaying her voluptuous hips from side to side. The crotch of her pants was dampened and left a noticeable stain, but she just wanted relief, so she tiptoed over to the mens room. “I’m fairly certain you’re not a man.” One spoke with a glare. She inhaled before choking out. “You never even saw my ID! I just need to get in there…” The second one snarled before delivering a somewhat cheeky response. “We just wanna keep our jobs, and it’s not our fault you Mortal females take so long in there. At least we don’t make someone else clean up our-” *psssssss* A very audible hissing could be heard as Sharlan voided the boiling contents of her bladder, staining her pride as well as her clothing. Several streams would trail down here knees before hitting the floor with a sharp pitter-patter. The line continued their desperate dance before looking back at her, who each made a solid attempt at a hold. The puddle under her began to grow, before Sharlan ran back down the stairs with her head hung low. She took off her dress shoes under the bottom staircase as she finished emptying her compromised bladder, but not before leaving a very large trail of urine that followed her path. A large and shiny wet patch now stained each side of her work pants, and she was forced to walk down the large aisle with the rest of the passengers. Red faced, she sat back down in her seat and attempted to endure the shameful 30 minutes. The mechanical stewardess did not enjoy the image of Sharlans’ accident to say the least, and continued to bounce back and forth while more passengers continued to abuse her bouncing bladder with all of their requests. Phail however, was content with his place in the world as he gazed upon each sight with a sort of lust. Phail now eagerly waited to see the results of all the stewardess’s hard work. As he documented his findings to his memory bank. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author’s Note: The constructive criticism really helped out, and It is essential for those like me HOWEVER... I won’t be able to find every grammar/spelling mistake, cause get real. Also I wrote these with the intent of rewriting them on a separate forum with the original concepts that I would’ve included to expand it. My intent is to make a series/set of stories revolving around this world of humans, anthros, and robots since I wanna have more creative freedom with my work, but I do also understand that people won’t automatically understand my Hollow/Mortal series. Down the line, I might even include sketches, but that will be long from now, as I do not plan to write a story each round. The idea of robot omo doesn’t need explanation btw. Also, its da fucking future why does I need 2 explane y ther is magic and robots, curvy voluptuous woman, and curvy voluptuous magic robot women having 2 piss. BINYOT PLS
  9. Relax, I typed that feeling monotone, it's kinda funny how I typed some of it like a robot about to commit Seppuku. I just wanted to include that apology for DISGRACING YOUR GOOD NAME JK let's forget about all this, cause I literally finished as I'm typing this response
  10. I'll take most of that as plenty of constructive criticism. Naturally that might happen if someone enters a competition in something they aren't familiar with. I definitely all see the faults in my story (but not the misspellings) since I tried to build my world so much, but since I had to cut it down, it was left mediocre and amateurish, but I did learn from my mistakes as most naturally do. My next story has me excited, (as I am imagining it now) as it will be about 95% more original, but will also try to disable those specific faults that DW themselves addressed (and more) which will make it overall shorter and more of an established story/world PS, my comments won't always be this long, I'm just addressing my foolish submission and my "party crash" like entrance Cause I quite literally crashed this game that this person put so much effort into
  11. Thank you DW for your response, I felt extremely scared heading into this, and am glad I didn't set anyone off. And the comment against Railgun_sama, wasn't meant to be negative, and I respect the quality of their story as it still technically inspired me to write it. It wasn't out of jealousy, I just didn't like a specific sentence that they had to write to make the story work better. Peace to everyone else, and I hope you all don't hate me for whatever might happen in the future.
  12. Author's Notes: Hey, sorry for not saying anything first, but I hope I can get this out in time for the “hidden desperation” theme. I am also very sorry for violating the rule of having it be a short story, and it was not my intention. In my mind, if it takes less than a day, it's short. The reason this story is larger than a “moby huge” is because In order to make it less of a dumpster fire, I had to pour my heart into it, by using good judgement and fleshing out the world I made. This is the first story that I am gonna let you people read, since it's the first one I actuallyfeel confident in. And trust when I say it gets better at the end. This story was 10% inspired by a few of the stories seen on this page previously, and 15% inspired by “Detroit: Become Human”, and “Futurama” Fact: One of the previous stories pissed me off so much, I decided to write the story you are now reading out of sheer spite, except I had to scrap a few things so it wasn’t too long. Also, that story in particular was really good, I just didn’t like the whole “Ambitious/Bloodthirsty” robot uprising thing. And yes, I know, I can’t come up with my own characters, so I just yoinked a couple of obscure ones. End of Author's Notes ------------------------------- In the small confines of a bustling city, there are people that you see and don’t pay attention to, and then there people who stick out like a sore thumb, not always exceptional but they were almost always people of certain races, but not the type of race separated by skin color, it would also consist of people that seemed to resemble various creatures found throughout the world, almost like human hybrids. Different cultures would often have different species with different practices and abilities, but despite all these difference, they're all still part of one class, all known as: “Mortals”. This was to separate them from an artificial race, known as “Hollows”, who were originally made as “robot” workers, but would eventually earn themselves a social role in the world due to the constant amounts of improvements that were made that made them almost mortal. Some would pursue art if they are granted freedom, and others are permanently bound to serve the people that own them the day that they are born. While possessing what one would typically call ‘sentience’, or the ability to think freely or have emotions, they were always held lower than mortals due to the nature of their origins. There is a street like all the others that can be seen nowadays, with this one sits a neon lit diner with a sign depicting a coffee cup bearing two adorable cartoon eyes painted above the building, labeled: The Usual Diner. Inside is Sally, a typical hybrid with pink skin, a little tail above at her waist, and a pair of glasses. She owned the diner for only 2 months, and made enough to sustain herself while having no employees under her. She always got the same few customers every now and then, but one would always catch her eye. Today was the same, open at 9, then wait 4 hours til customers come, or Jade appears. Jade was a military grade android. He had a solid green body with a black stripe on his waist, and a head that can be compared to that of a motorcycle helmet, but instead of two eyes and a face there would be a solid black screen with one glowing red eye that would change and move to his action. Sort of like how a person would raise an eyebrow and look back at someone who made a rude comment. Apart from slightly larger wrists, Jade has no special or apparent features, but the green made him stand out like a hand in a beehive, which was the reason he was painted green. Everyone could tell he was army grade, but not alot of people knew his job or rank, aside from that he had some free time during the afternoon, and would leave as soon as he got buzzed, which barely happened. “Hey Sally, do you mind if I ask you a question?” Jade worked out as he strolled into the diner with a worried look. Sally could tell something was up. “Oh did you want to do something today?” Jade slowly crossed one leg over another before responding. “Nono… well, maybe.. But I had a tiny schedule change, and was wondering if I could do some work here part time? Like as an assistant, or waiter, or something, cause I want something to do while i’m here.. You can trust me.” Jade was very nervous today, and Sally understood that he really just wanted to spend some time outside of his living quarters. “Well, If you're gonna stay here more, then of course. I can have you do a few things today as practice before you leave.” Jade seemed surprised at this, but it seemed like he had something else to say since he went back to looking down. “Ya mind if I use your bathroom too?” Jade spoke, Which actually made Sallys’ ears perk up a bit. “Sure thing”, she responded before he calmly walked to the bathroom. She had an idea, and she wanted to make this first day be the beginning of something new. When he got back, she had a little marker, and drew a little bowtie on him, since he would be taking orders, and then sat him down. “Heh, cute right?” She remarked as he gave a thumbs up. While discussing this She persuaded him to try a new brand of apple cider made for the season, as she knew he would be all over it. He always had something to say, it was almost like a passion. She drank with him so that it could seem like she agreed, but she barely paid attention. While he talked about his view of… something she didn’t think of important, she started daydreaming, and soon she couldn’t stop thinking about the image of him kneeling on the floor, shaking. “Could you please, please please let me use the bathroom Sally?”, she heard him mutter before a puddle of urine started to spread around him in an unrealistic manor, before she jumped at the sound of the motion sensor at the entrance. It was 2 p.m, and someone had entered the diner, and as Jade took their order, she couldn’t stop thinking about what she could have him do. She was overwhelmed with the possibilities that he could bring, and after all, he was willing to do so much for someone if it’d help. One would call him a walking dormant, but most people associated this with him being a Hollow. As Jade swept the floor waiting for Sally to finish preparing dishes, he was happy to have a new role, and proceeded with the routine that Sally assembled in case she ever got to hire employees. The day continued with more and more customers walking in and leaving with good reviews to write. There were a few tables, with people of varying ethnicity, a hybrid couple who both resemble birds, a couple single parties of humans, a small amount of police who happened to be on break, and absolutely no Hollows in sight. Everyone was either waiting for or eating their food, and would comment about Jade being military before cracking a few lighthearted jokes, some not so nice. Whenever Sally got a good look at her new waiter, she would think of the liquid slowly filling up his tank as he refilled glasses with water as the patrons requested. Today she didn’t care as much if the food was on time, since there were alot more people to maintain, and continued with this process for two hours But as the day went on, she became well aware of the capacity of her own internal tank, and winced in frustration, since she tried to keep this out of the equation, as it could get Jade thinking about using the guest bathroom while she was away. This would also ruin some of the pleasure that she had been craving before, since she wouldn’t get herself “over the edge” as easily.” She felt obligated to clamp herself shut, as was certainly bearable.. For the time being, She distracted herself with all the work she was doing, but she hadn’t realized the strain she was causing her poor bladder by walking from each side of the room. Come to think of it, Jade might be feeling the same thing. It was 4 p.m and Jade had entered the kitchen with his legs forced together using his hands to hold 2 stacks of empty trays, and 5 glasses, he placed them down and began to approach her. She knew what was coming, so she made sure to cut him off. “Thanks, do you mind taking out the trash after you deliver these to table seven?” He didn’t get a chance to speak to words he needed to get relief, and all he could respond with was: “Sure”, before he followed her orders. She knew that Jade would have to make room in between his bathroom break, cause he’d have to maintain the diner so the patrons could have a good time at the diner. Sally was eyeballing him now, whenever he entered the kitchen he would be too busy to rest, and lean against a wall for a second with a leg crossed over another while he thought she wasn’t looking. Occasionally someone would drop their food, and he’d have to rush to their aid and say: “Do you need me to clean that up?”, before he would have to stop what he was doing, and fetch some paper towels. Sally made sure to have him ask about what they thought about the dishes so she could stall him more while they both shifted behind the counter, away from the others gaze. As a hybrid with mantis-like appendages stretched her arms out, she “accidentally” knocked over a tray full of drinks that Jade had procured, and as Sally watched, she was a lot more aware of need, and held herself with both of her hands. She wanted to use the bathroom, but she couldn’t stop thinking about how Jade felt the same way, so she intently watched him sweep up the glass with both hands while rapidly tapping his foot as Sally rubbed the crotch of her jeans. She didn’t even realise she was sweating profusely, her hair was becoming disheveled, while her cleavage spread thin drops of moisture on the inside of her shirt, as her armpits were beginning to drench her sleeves. She only realised her mistake when sudden drops of liquid found its way into her panties, she feared the worst, but quickly shrugged it off as sweat or something. The more she thought about liquids, the more she realised that she couldn’t just pleasure herself while Jade was still as dry as a bone. Had she been right about the stain on her panties, she would’ve worried a lot more. It was Six p.m, and almost all of the customers had left, she felt a bit relieved that most of the day was gone, but she was close to losing it, and her lust for Jade's accident had made her plight downright unbearable. She felt little dribbles of urine seep into her now dried panties and already knew her chance at relief would have to be soon, all she had to do was wait till Jade couldn’t… *THUD* The door swung open, and there stood Jade without the bowtie that had been drawn on that morning. “It's closing time soon, ya think anybody will come?” Jade muttered with a few jiggles behind the counter, she knew he was desperate since his legs would squeak whenever they collided. Sally responded with a realistic “No” before she realised that she didn’t have much time left before one of them lost it, cause after all, he had drank so much more than her! He drank at least 5 cups, and he had coffee before that.. Or was she thinking of herself? She didn’t even notice how thirsty she was after having only drank all that cider earlier, but the thought of water could make her bladder explode. ….. Jade would’ve offered to help her clean the kitchen, which she surely would have had him do, but she already wiped the place down in order to distract herself from her now “way past full” bladder. Sally was desperate, to pee, and for a solution. She didn’t feel like her bladder was gonna burst anymore, cause it was making some room, and was overflowing as she felt herself start to sweat again. This time however, the sweat had made shiver so suddenly, that a short stream of piss bypassed her now soaked undergarments. She stemmed off the stream, but it still trickled down her legs, and was now travelling long past her thigh, hopefully not leaving any noticeable stains. If she squeezed her crotch TOO hard, she’d run the risk of having the urine leave wet patches on the front of her jeans like an imprint, leaving her in visibly ruined pants for anyone outside to see. There was also a chance he still didn’t know of her plight “Sally? Are you alright, cause your sweating harder than a gymnast right now…” Jade was observant, that eye of his can see through any little lie. Sally needed to hold herself out of sight, somewhere to pee-dance her heart out. “Um.. Jade I need you to do the dishes while I count the cash we made today…” Jade immediately responded before she could leave. “You have already done the dishes, hell, the kitchen is spotless! I knew you were a neat freak, but….” She was out of options. “But- “And the amount of cash we made today was over twelve hundred dollars” “B-b-but what if someone needs a to-go box, or a b-bill, or the floor needs sweeping?!” She nervously said as she bounced her leg up and down repeatedly to keep her dam from bursting. Jade was confused, because he had already done those VERY things through and through As She Requested “Sally, I already cleaned the dining area, and I collected everyones pay. You can ask them, they're still hanging out in the dining area.” Sally was speechless. She completely forgot why she even started this ‘hold’ in the first place, it completely backfired, but she still felt the urge to stall him, among other things. “By the way, I really have to use the bathroom, do you mind if I go on break?” Sally snapped back. “No! It's broken! No... It's not meant for robots.. I mean Hollows! I’m sorry.” Jade knew something was going on. “You mean the employee bathroom?” She hesitantly managed to mutter, “Yes, that one.” Right before he followed it with, “I was talking about the GUEST bathroom, since I am still technically not legally hired yet.” She nodded her head to say ’Yes’. Big mistake, she had now cornered herself. Jade was now right up against the counter separating the two, with his legs far apart to invoke how serious he was,and placed both of his hands on it. “You mean the bathroom I used this morning?? Are you saying this place got renovated while I took out the trash a few hours ago? Cause I don’t think, that makes ANY… I don’t believe that makes sense.” Sally was dumbfounded, and scared. As Jade opened the small gate right next to him he saw what can only be described as: “A lonely harlet masturbating to the sight of her Hollow slave who she will not grant a measly bathroom break.” Sally felt a few jets of urine settle at the bottom of her rump. As Jade calmly walked over to the employee bathroom to relieve himself, leaving the door partly open so she could hear him release his fluids into the toilet bowl, he expected her to watch him, but he didn’t even know about her desperate situation. When the stream stopped she looked in, and saw him looking at her through the mirror, his eyes were now redder than ever. “I hope you enjoyed the show.” He blatantly spoke, before walking back out to meet her. She thought things couldn’t get any worse, but he grabbed her sticky hand from her soaked cold crotch, and walked her through the dining area to the exit as people gained at the piss streaks coming down the back of her thighs while she tried to plug her faucet shut with her less dominant hand. When they got outside on the sidewalk, the stream stopped, but the pain got worse, the pain was just too unbearable to keep at bay for any longer. Jade wanted to make sure that when he left, he would be gone immediately, so the street naturally left a lot of options for him, he didn’t actually think about how people were what was about to unfold. “Do You wanna tell me what the hell is going on?” Those words hammered in the last nail, a metaphor for the nail that she felt would’ve popped her bladder. She felt the claminess of her crotch fade as she felt it flood with a hot boiling liquid that started descending down her legs, as the sound of hissing and pitter-patter of liquid could be heard. She looked down in horror as the front of her pants was getting completely covered in a sheet of urine, a dark patch of wetness spreading in almost every direction but up. Her juices were draining from her pant legs, through the fabric, forming a large puddle at her feet, that spread to around a foot in radius. At this she should’ve felt relief, but she only felt a large lingering pain in her exercised bladder, and absolute shame, as her knees collapsed into the puddle, causing it to spread further vertically. It took 4 whole minutes for her bladder to drain completely, while the puddle had expanded to 1 meter. Dozens of heads started to turn before going back to their usual, and many would leave with a picture of this scene. Sally was silently crying before Jade broke the silence. “Do I need the whole story to understand what's going on here?” She was only able to choke a few words. “N-no! I-I-I, i’m sorry, I wasn’t…” Jade cut her off for the last time. “Then I’m sorry that you got the worst of this situation.” “Jade, n-no.. You c-can’t b-b-b-be sorry, you still don’t under-s-stand… I’m the one who did this! I-I i’m..” She protested. “Than let's talk. Inside.” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author’s Note: I decided to scrap the entire ending I planned out, it would be a nice, and pleasant ending, and I hope this submission gets through in time if there's a deadline, also, yes I copy pasted this from a Google document, so it's highlighted with white
  13. I will be making my own submission soon, and bear with me as I am not used to entering contests Edit: I am very very sorry, but I just finished a "cut down" version of my story, took about 5 and half hours straight, and is about 3000 words and I wanna make sure you know in advance before you read it, so you can tell me if I should cut it down more Very sorry, this the first story I've written EVER that wasn't complete and udder garbage, but I wanted to make this a lot, more fleshed out and realistic, and am passionate about submitting the final version to you
  14. I will be making my own submission soon, and bear with me as I am not used to entering contests
  15. I'm am enjoying this thoroughly, but the lack of updates leave me a bit disappointed
  16. This is just one of the many characters we haven't seen depicted on this website, that was well made. Just wish we had more of those obscure/unseen characters, like Francisca, haven't seen her here yet
  17. Hey, I guess your kinda "experienced". I just wanna know how to make a forum/topic/blog, just one of them, and I wanna make it just to be a recommendation for major content creators (here) on what characters/scenarios (never both at one time) that we haven't seen yet, depicted in artwork, Fanfiction, and maybe even experiences that haven't been brought up, it would be like a clipboard, everyone can go on it and post a suggestion about a character OR scenario that hasn't ever been brought up, than the content creators can then go on to the forum thing, and see what material they could work with. Then a moderator can remove the comment after someone has used for a post of artwork/story, but it would be a pretty unorganized forum if not things can't be "approved", just want some instructions on how to make my own
  18. So many requests... what are some more recognizable characters from pop culture? Or, less recognizable... I Suggest something that's not a meme like Bowsette, but overwatch works, there's just a lot of it. Try doing a character you haven't seen yet on this sight
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