Regular Show Artwork Novels & Stories

I kindly grabbed the phone from the corner to bring it nearer to the two of them, giving the live audience a close-up view of the drama. Confused, the viewers flooded the comments. "What's going on? I thought the livestream was supposed to be exposing the unknown true nature of Violet?" "Why are they arguing? I thought we're here to see Violet jump off the building?" I waved at the camera and said with a smile, "My apologies, but I'm in a pretty good mood right now. I don't plan on jumping off any buildings for now." The viewers went silent. In the meantime, Benjamin and Jerome's fight had gone from verbal to physical.

“You have until 9 PM to write and post your letters. Take your time. After that, we’ll call you down one by one to check your mailbox.” The table fell into a murmur of excitement and nerves. “And one more thing,” the host added. “Tomorrow kicks off your first official workshop—and yes, this show is both a reality program and a training ground. We know some of you have industry experience, while others are new, so we’ll start with something essential…” A short pause. “Photoshoots!” “Ohh~!” Ten cheered. “You’ll get professional tips from an instructor, and then each of you will have your own photoshoot session. The one with the highest votes from the staff will win.”

"This is your strongest piece yet. It should be the centerpiece of the show." "Really?" "Really. It speaks to something essential about being pack." Skyler stopped by that evening, finding Daniel and me arranging the exhibition layout. He examined the drawings with his enforcer's eye—assessing, judging, finding them worthy. "These are good," he told Daniel. "Honest. A lot of pack art tries to make everything look noble and perfect. This shows the struggle. The reality." "Thank you, sir." Daniel looked nervous in front of the Head Enforcer.

“Macie—” “You cannot display those pictures of me, Carter. I won’t let you.” “Let me? It’s a done deal. I have a show in two weeks.” “Postpone it until you can make something else.” Carter laughed softly. “Right. I don’t have time.” “Make time.” “Come on, Macie. Be reasonable.” “Reasonable? I’m naked in them. What does me being naked have to do with Western art?” “Oh, so people in the West don’t get naked?”

Me, Aadhav, and Adeep are walking behind and the 4 are in front of us. They 4 stopped walking and then turned to me like they were something from me. "What happened? Can't you walk anymore?" I questioned them and they shook their heads as to no. "Then say what you want?" this time it was Madhav who spoke. "We want chocolates," all 4 said in unison and I asked them to wait and then brought them those.

Aaron announced. "For me?" Jayda smiled. Aaron nodded and made his way to where his small backpack was seated. He opened it and took out a paper that has some drawing and painting on it. Then he came back to Jayda and Seb. "Awww, This is beautiful," Jayda said, trying hard not to get teary. Even though the drawing was far from being professional or perfect or manageable, she got the interpretation of what he was trying to portray. "This is you and inside this big belly is my baby sister." He explained.

I have too much fun reminding her no one roots for the Lions, even if she did win them off a bet with Ben during her pre-college days. I'd rather skip this art show all together, but Trey has demanded my presence. The artist's entire display is composed of images from Dragons Reborn. He said it's an honor to be there. I was thinking more along the lines of copyright infringement, but now that we've sold the game I guess it's someone else's problem. Thank God for that.

Charlotte’s Point of View: “Are you really happy here, Charlotte? Stop bullshitting me. I can see right through you.” Andee’s hazel eyes flashed doubtfully as she took a swig of Coca Cola. Sitting across the booth from my EX was a surreal experience, and I blinked blankly at her. It was as if we were just meeting up for a quick bite after work, instead of what was really happening; An attempt to make me question my own happiness in Arizona. I chose to focus on her disapproving facial expression instead of how the see-through material of the white tee-shirt she was wearing made her pink nipples visible.

Along with that 4 months are given to the competitor to prepare their art and submit in the competition a week before in the gallery. "Number 40 to 50 please bring your paintings and follow the female host to go the back stage." along with others 10 Koishi stands on his feet. Looking down at his badge number 44 printed over it. Turning his head back as his eyes make contact with Takeshi who was almost far away from him. With his badge number 98 pointed over it, staring blankly in front of him lost in his own thoughts. Koishi lifts his hand up to wave at him to bring his attention to himself only to pout Takeshi who didnt even glance at him.

I said chewing it while eating. "Your crazy, look people are looking it's embarrassing!" She said while laughing at me. "What?" I looked around and yup she's right people are watching the both of us. "Don't mind them!" I said as I shrugged, still munching my gummy bears. "What's your first class Cuz?" She asked me. "I have English!" I said while I hand her my schedule. "Wow we have three out of eight subjects. This is nice!" She said while smiling at me. By the way those boys over there are checking out on you!" She said while she lend down in my ears and whispered to me.