deviants who make art trades
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Art Trade: Monkey BusinessA piercingly high laugh pierced the night as another barrack crumbled as its burning exterior finally gave, eliciting more screeches of pleasure from the arsonist. "This is such fun!" he laughed. "Such fun!" Indeed, the monkey-arrancar known as Svindel was having a devious time, setting houses in the Rukon District ablaze, watching the citizens flee, and dispatching with any Soul Reapers who dared to try and stop him—though that part was beginning to ware on his fun. "Come now! Is there nobody worthy enough to challenge me!?"
"Sajo…Sabaku!"
Svindel looked around to see where that phrase had come from, though before he could locate
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Our Unseen BeingsThe first emotion I can ever remember is confusion, and shortly after that: pain.
It all began in a crumbling cabin near the outskirts of the Dread forest, a single glaring lightbulb dangled over my head as I was born. It burned my eyes, seeming to bathe the small, moldy room of my current existence with unreal light. It was a forceful kind of light, and my first thought was wanting out- needing out- all because that light seemed to be pushing me away from reality. Maybe it was a warning. I wish I could I blame all the problems that soon surface on that single bulb, but in the end, I know its only my fault.
I wasn't quite sure where I was
Sta.sh
but it's solely up to your fellow deviants 
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. So yah, share the love, guys!
Hello and Thank You to Anyone who has a chance to read my journal.
Thank you to my kind friend Carinne :icondeviantteddine: for:
It took me forever, but I'm quite happy with the result. Would you please take a look and tell me what you think? Thank you 
you made me really happy 
THIS JOURNAL SO THAT MANY DEVIANTS CAN SEE IT!
are more then welcome 
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