Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-12736261-20140708222412/@comment-10734109-20140710020407

Wow, Lovie. That would actually work really well xD. And later in the year, the shutdown of the school could be mentioned and the students would have to find a way to keep it open, maybe? I'm just wondering, because that could be carried out for awhile and would give a basic conflict to the story.

I think that in a story about drawings coming to life, it would probably be a bit more like this (I'll try not to go into to much detail). I'm actually using one of Par's drawings as a basis for this, too :)

There's a girl who was born as a mute and therefore she cannot speak. Because of this, she has been ignored by everyone, including her parents and has never had a friend in her life. One day, however, she accidentally cuts herself on a knife while chopping a carrot, and a drop of blood falls on the cutting board. It vaguely looks like a bird. Slowly, the blob begins to move and reform. Before she knows what has happened, a small bird stands where her blood once was, and instantly flies out the window. Her parents come in and call her foolish for cutting herself on the knife and degrade her by saying that she will never amount to anything. When she goes back up to her room, she quickly finds a pocket knife and a piece of paper, and so she slices her arm this time and quickly fingerpaints a tiny elf on the paper. The elf comes to life as well, and befriends the girl for "freeing her from her captivity." Unfortunately, though everything seems to be going well the girl's parents somehow find out about her talents and label her as a potential threat. She is arrested and put on trial, and is found guilty. Her punishment is the death penalty. She is taken away to a facility where this would be carried out. Little did she know, the elf had followed her the whole way, and as the girl is waiting to meet her fate, the elf comes in and helps to rescue her. Once they find a safe place to rest, the girl gets an idea. She takes a rock to slit her thumb, and writes "voice" on another, larger rock. A ball of light appears in front of her, and so she swallows it. She can feel a sensation going through her entire body, and when she opens her mouth she is able to speak. Her powers go away afterwards, and anything she'd drawn (including the elf) turn back to blood. And thus, the story ends.

Clearly we won't be doing this idea, but that's just my idea on what a lengthened story about drawings coming to life would sound like.

That was seriously the most serious non-essay that I've ever written. I'm sorry, guys.