The Birthday Puppeteer! September 2014 Edition

Lets take a time to celebrate those who were born in September!

Bickhamsarah on the 1st

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huina on the 1st

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kjames on the 1st

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kjames has no art.

Sadness40 on the 1st

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TobyFoxArt on the 1st

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vw1956 on the 1st

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DryBowJP on the 2nd

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DryBowJP has no art of his own.

AkiraStark88 on the 2nd

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VAngelLJ on the 2nd

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Pixacious on the 2nd

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rydi1689 on the 3rd

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Krina531 on the 4th

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lucid on the 5th

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ManboobLover69 on the 5th

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NekoNay on the 7th

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Midnight Travelers: Family Matters Part 1            “Excuse me!” a feminine voice called. 
            Ven glanced down with a lazy eye at the voice who called for him. Again they believe can talk to me anytime…, he thought with disdain. This time it was a Miltank, someone he had never seen before. She held a basket full of bread and apples. She had a jingling golden cow bell wrapped around her.  But it piqued his interest. He closed his eyes and waved her away. He was still tired and it was daytime.
            The Miltank huffed as the Weavile told her off. The nerve! She placed her hooves on her hips as she devised a way to get him down.  “Hey! You have seen a Bouffalant around here!?” She shouted vigorously.
            His ears twitched. A Bouffalant? She   A Twinsanity Short: A Haywire Experiment            Time was dwindling down for all those in the Researchers ‘Guild. Some were heading toward their dorms to drift into a peaceful slumber. Others went outside to observe the skies or to have a nice stroll in the town to observe the stars. A rush of movement from the dimly lit hallways. The soft padding of paws against the wooden flooring could be heard as they lead to a lab which was lit quite brightly, contrary to the darkness. Several beakers were scattered across the floor covered with a strange luminous teal-like substance. The substance also coated the cabinets, important tools, the chalkboard… The goo even seemed to move slightly in effort to touch one another.
            Two Rattata observed the lab with intrigued yet disturbed expressions. One was coated with the substance twitching as he inched to wipe away the disgusting failure he felt. He felt quite filthy, the sl  MT | TT | FD Errand #10 Placeholder            Now how the hell did I get in this situation? Ven shielded his eyes from the sun beaming down on from the sky. The several murmurs from the crowd were slowly begun to irritate him as he tugged with contempt on the rope that bounded him the cart. His eyes drifted, scouting out the competitors for this so called race. It matter not. He gave a smirk brimming with confidence. He was going to beat them all. To his relief, he didn’t have to drag Brutus in the cart. He shuddered to think if he had to strain his back to haul that hulky bulk. His passengers, however, wished to exchange with others.
            Rowen appeared antsy as he tapped his bone impatiently on the cart with a new comer, a skittish shiny Flaaffy, by the name of Theo, ducking his head nervously. Ven rolled his eyes at his ridiculous luck. Would have thought I would have been out of this but here I am…

Reldia on the 7th

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TheArmouredBear on the 7th

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wingfril on the 7th

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NavyBluePanda on the 10th

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Kanye-sama on the 10th

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Heltinde on the 11th

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psto1464 on the 11th

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drawitout on the 12th

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katzrollz on the 13th

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himekanoda on the 14th

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KaiTehFox on the 15th

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Mrs0Strawberry on the 15th

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Penumbraldecay on the 15th

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Jessoue on the 16th

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lorenavldz09 on the 16th

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Noctissparrow on the 16th

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darkskiesangel on the 18th

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LASKANWLF on the 19th

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PumpkinQueen13 on the 19th

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Liagon on the 21st

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Dwarf4r on the 22nd

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lemmykoopa794 on the 23rd

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Momotte2 on the 24th

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OmegaCrafter17 on the 25th

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TheLastGunstar on the 25th

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RezzanATAKOL on the 27th

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Haruka28 on the 28th

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AmyNChan on the 29th

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Because.Because
You are beautiful
Inside
And out
I will not stand
Anyone
Telling you
That you are not
And you,
My friend
Are no exception
You
Are
Beautiful.  Decorative KeyI held him in my arms
My cousin so small
He looked around me
He wanted to see it all
And of all the things in the world
That he could have wanted to see
The one thing that caught his notice
Was a small decorative key
Around my neck
It told of my faith, my rock
And he asked me curiously
“Where’s the lock?”
With a smile in my eye
And a joke in my tone
I answered him, “I am the lock
And I alone.”
He thought about that
He pondered it, true
Then, as if having an epiphany
He pointed and declared, “I open you?”
I laughed at that
His logic, thought simply
That he could open me up
With a decorative key
He tried it once
And then tried it again
Despite it failing
He did it over and over again
That night the ‘lock’ did not open
Not the way that he wanted it to be
Now whenever I come into view
He tries again to open this ‘lock’ with that decorative key
Every time I smile
At his logic, thought simply
That he could open me up
With my d  QuietIt's quiet as the grave in here.
I say it without truly thinking.  Another rare classroom door screeches shut, it's sole sound deafening.  A student strolls past, the wheels on their backpack making a dull sound against the tile.  The door to the outside opens, and when it shuts it is obvious the hinges have not been oiled in some time.  A teacher hurries to his next lecture, keys jangling against his pocket.
It's quiet as the grave in here.
A plank of wood groans heavily under the weight.  Dirt shifts and settles, allowing that small and rustling sound.  Stale air somehow allows proper clothes to shift, rustling slightly as it compresses itself in accordance with gravity.  Everything is silent.  It's years since I used that expression in the school hall...
Gasp!
Where am I?  It's quiet as the grave in here!

OniArtistNee-San on the 29th

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Scythian7 on the 29th

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Ulario on the 29th

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Essieh on the 30th

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