You're running home in a big thunderstorm. It's pouring rain, thundering and lightning. Right before you know it, a big flash makes you pass out.
You wake up on the sidewalk. There's a big crayon box next to you. As you turn over, you see the grass. It's white. So is everything else. You walk on the grass, and touch a white tree. Your hand goes right through it. You look back at the crayon box and there's a note attached to it. You read it.
'Congradulations,
You are one of the many survivors to make it here. With this box of crayons, you can draw and color things to life! You can color a human, a house, anything. You can also draw too. For an example, color a tree, any color you want it, and see what happens.'
You take a brown crayon out of the box and color part of the tree. The rest of the tree turns the shade of the crayon. You color the leaves. The leaves start shaking. You see a person standing by the school. He's white also. You color his face, and everything else. He comes to life.
CS:
Name:
A.ge:
Personality:
Good or bad?:
Apperance:
Inventory:
Name: Miranda
A.ge: 11
Personality: Nice, sweet, adventurous, creative
Good or bad?: Good
Apperance: My avatar
Inventory: Just the crayons
I look at the clock. The hands are moving. I take out a golden crayon and color the clock. The time starts moving. |