TBT Fair 2016 Archive: Share Your Entries!
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omg that is freaking adorable! <3
<3 :')
thank you both ;w;
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i love the colours and the style so much! did you use a certain pallette?
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The Pennifer
💙 Bye, Lulu 💙
Oh I love this, Doll!!! I know how special these little critters are to you! I would adopt this little beauty into my town in a heartbeat!! ♥ ♥ ♥Ok. So now that I finally decided to draw up my villager, I thought I'd share the rest of her entry.
Villager name: Bellaluna
Villager species: sugar glider
Villager personality: normal
Villager catchphrase: wah ah ah ah
Backstory: Bellaluna is a lilac colored Sugar Glider with a mint stripe on her head, midnight blue ears and tail, and aqua eyes with long lashes. She loves to read, and is an expert bug catcher with an impressive collection of butterflies. She sleeps during the day and plays at night. Her favorite season is summer, when the best bugs come out. She might occasionally venture out during the day to catch new butterflies for her collection. Her best friend is Filbert. She has a bit of a goth streak, but she is quite shy, though she is nice to everyone.
Home photo:
Thx luvie!!!!! Smoochies!!!
The Pennifer
💙 Bye, Lulu 💙
Well ... okay ... I will share my Villager entry too ♥ ♥ ♥
Villager name: LindaLoo
Villager species: Fox
Villager personality: Snooty
Villager catchphrase: Too foxy for you!
Backstory:
This beautiful rare Fox Villager wants everyone to know, first and foremost she's NO relation to Redd!
She's a Blue Fox with frosty white paws, ear and tail tips. Creative and artistic, an avid reader of Ms. Nintendique.
She loves blue. Gifts of rare blue roses and violets thrill her. Her house is decorated with Blue Regal series. She adores dolls, teddy bears.
She arrives wearing an Amethyst shirt which accentuates her stunning colouring.
If you're lucky enough to have this gorgeous Fox move into your town, plot set carefully for her. You will never want her to move away.
Home photo:
Some art I did of LindaLoo (who is named after my dearest and oldest friend!)
Villager name: LindaLoo
Villager species: Fox
Villager personality: Snooty
Villager catchphrase: Too foxy for you!
Backstory:
This beautiful rare Fox Villager wants everyone to know, first and foremost she's NO relation to Redd!
She's a Blue Fox with frosty white paws, ear and tail tips. Creative and artistic, an avid reader of Ms. Nintendique.
She loves blue. Gifts of rare blue roses and violets thrill her. Her house is decorated with Blue Regal series. She adores dolls, teddy bears.
She arrives wearing an Amethyst shirt which accentuates her stunning colouring.
If you're lucky enough to have this gorgeous Fox move into your town, plot set carefully for her. You will never want her to move away.
Home photo:
Some art I did of LindaLoo (who is named after my dearest and oldest friend!)
I went on a trip for most of fair, so I could only do the poetry one. Here it is. It is complete garbage.
Wonderful fair delights
such as collectibles and prize boxes delivered in the light
Participate in events and challenges
Some are art so gather your oranges
In the light of day,
many surround to play
Deep in the night, while many are at rest
people like my self work too hard to complete each and every event
Wonderful fair delights
such as collectibles and prize boxes delivered in the light
Participate in events and challenges
Some are art so gather your oranges
In the light of day,
many surround to play
Deep in the night, while many are at rest
people like my self work too hard to complete each and every event
DarkDesertFox
Your Typical Trickster
I'm surprised that wasn't in the voting. Nice job on it!
SolaireOfAstora
After Mon and Tues, even the calendar says WTF
Congrats!!! I made it too and am so happy!!
King Dorado
you can do anything
congrats to both of you!
I didn't make it, so i guess its okay to share my entry now:
I just tried to create something light and lyrical, which I felt was the style and tone that best fit the theme. It's in total free verse.
I didn't make it, so i guess its okay to share my entry now:
I just tried to create something light and lyrical, which I felt was the style and tone that best fit the theme. It's in total free verse.
TILT-A-WHIRL SONG
the neon lights,
and,
Hwheee! sounds in motion,
have got me turning and speeding through the crowds
to the ticket booth,
to,
buy us some armbands,
let’s hurry up before the queues are too long
hot air hangs thick,
with,
heavenly fried foods,
but trust me we should ride before we go eat!
now buckle up,
let’s go,
squeezed in this tin can,
i feel dizzy before the ride even begins
the waiting moms
the nervous smiles
now wait, now wait, now wait,
now go!
a zoom
and a shout
and
a floating pause
and
you see for miles
the Fair lights dance out for miles
then a down
and a round
and a tilt
and a round
and a whirl
and a herk
and a high chuff sound;
done!
now laugh, and laugh, and laugh,
so glad you’re with me!
let’s stumble on,
for,
the great stuffed bears,
and,
the barking carnies,
and,
the cotton candy,
will be our friends tonight
so come with me,
to the Fair?
come with me
to the Fair?
come with me oh come with me,
to the Fair!
the neon lights,
and,
Hwheee! sounds in motion,
have got me turning and speeding through the crowds
to the ticket booth,
to,
buy us some armbands,
let’s hurry up before the queues are too long
hot air hangs thick,
with,
heavenly fried foods,
but trust me we should ride before we go eat!
now buckle up,
let’s go,
squeezed in this tin can,
i feel dizzy before the ride even begins
the waiting moms
the nervous smiles
now wait, now wait, now wait,
now go!
a zoom
and a shout
and
a floating pause
and
you see for miles
the Fair lights dance out for miles
then a down
and a round
and a tilt
and a round
and a whirl
and a herk
and a high chuff sound;
done!
now laugh, and laugh, and laugh,
so glad you’re with me!
let’s stumble on,
for,
the great stuffed bears,
and,
the barking carnies,
and,
the cotton candy,
will be our friends tonight
so come with me,
to the Fair?
come with me
to the Fair?
come with me oh come with me,
to the Fair!
SolaireOfAstora
After Mon and Tues, even the calendar says WTF
brownboy102
Don't Need Words
Didn't make it, but it's all good 
Congrats to everyone who has!
Here's mine
Congrats to everyone who has!Here's mine
As the glittering skies shone,
As the maroon sun set behind the hills,
The moon sat on it?s throne,
In the night sky of which was filled with thrills.
Beautiful fireworks lit up the night,
Timeless masterpieces, spoilt with care,
The time is nigh, the time is right,
For the auspicious time, which was the fair.
The stars glowed miraculously, dancing with glee,
The people held hands, as they watched the show,
Reflections of smiling faces sat on the surface of the sea,
As the crescent waves joyfully flow.
As the people surrounded the decorated tree,
Ornaments hung up, and light strung around,
Everyone got to see,
The marvelous tree, before it?s leaves brown.
As the maroon sun set behind the hills,
The moon sat on it?s throne,
In the night sky of which was filled with thrills.
Beautiful fireworks lit up the night,
Timeless masterpieces, spoilt with care,
The time is nigh, the time is right,
For the auspicious time, which was the fair.
The stars glowed miraculously, dancing with glee,
The people held hands, as they watched the show,
Reflections of smiling faces sat on the surface of the sea,
As the crescent waves joyfully flow.
As the people surrounded the decorated tree,
Ornaments hung up, and light strung around,
Everyone got to see,
The marvelous tree, before it?s leaves brown.
I thought I'd throw my villager entry out there, even though my initial feelings were "it didn't make the cut so it's not good enough to show off", I decided I'm still proud of it & I put too much effort into it for it to never see the light of day!
And my town entry for funsies
The rain didn't fit the summer theme I guess (and/or just different tastes etc.)
Villager name: Peony
Villager species: pony
Villager personality: normal
Villager catchphrase: "olive juice"
Backstory: Peony is a young pony with an exceptional interest in plants and dreams of becoming a botanist when she's older. For now, she sticks to cultivating and studying her potted plant collection in her bedroom, where her love of toys, dolls, and the color pink is also evident. She's pleasant, positive, and emanates youthful innocence. She doesn't dislike many things, but one thing she does have a distaste for is ? ironically ? vegetables. She's about 2/3 the height of a typical horse villager; a creamy off-white, with baby pink mane and hooves and a flower-shaped birthmark around one eye.
Home photo:
Villager species: pony
Villager personality: normal
Villager catchphrase: "olive juice"
Backstory: Peony is a young pony with an exceptional interest in plants and dreams of becoming a botanist when she's older. For now, she sticks to cultivating and studying her potted plant collection in her bedroom, where her love of toys, dolls, and the color pink is also evident. She's pleasant, positive, and emanates youthful innocence. She doesn't dislike many things, but one thing she does have a distaste for is ? ironically ? vegetables. She's about 2/3 the height of a typical horse villager; a creamy off-white, with baby pink mane and hooves and a flower-shaped birthmark around one eye.
Home photo:
The rain didn't fit the summer theme I guess (and/or just different tastes etc.)
King Dorado
you can do anything
my villager entry was my long-promised Pirate Dolphin!
i kept the large room with mostly just the pirate set, i felt it looked more like a ship deck that way:
i kept the large room with mostly just the pirate set, i felt it looked more like a ship deck that way:
Villager name:
his name is Peg
Villager species:
he's a dolphin!
Villager personality:
cranky
Villager catchphrase:
his catchphrase is "Blowhole!"
Backstory:
Peg is a cranky pirate dolphin. He is light purple with blue eyes.
He walks on his tail fin flukes, but one of them is replaced by a pegleg.
Peg wears a pirate hat, an eyepatch, and a red pirate's coat.
Peg likes treasure! He also likes fish.
Peg doesn't like octopus and squid villagers, and it's rumored he got his pegleg after being injured battling a giant squid in his younger days.
Peg's pic has the following quote on the back:
"Never jump through hoops for anybody."
Home photo:
Peg's home is decorated with the pirate set and some cabana furniture:
his name is Peg
Villager species:
he's a dolphin!
Villager personality:
cranky
Villager catchphrase:
his catchphrase is "Blowhole!"
Backstory:
Peg is a cranky pirate dolphin. He is light purple with blue eyes.
He walks on his tail fin flukes, but one of them is replaced by a pegleg.
Peg wears a pirate hat, an eyepatch, and a red pirate's coat.
Peg likes treasure! He also likes fish.
Peg doesn't like octopus and squid villagers, and it's rumored he got his pegleg after being injured battling a giant squid in his younger days.
Peg's pic has the following quote on the back:
"Never jump through hoops for anybody."
Home photo:
Peg's home is decorated with the pirate set and some cabana furniture:
okay, since none of my entries made it I decided to share them on here! Enjoy~
Villager name: Starkit
Villager species: Cat
Villager personality: Lazy
Villager catchphrase: Super Nova
Backstory:
"That's a star, Kit." her mother pointed. "Listen to the stories each star tells."
A timid kitten, Kit, wished to join the dazzling stars she loved. This wish, overheard by Wishy the Star, began a magical transformation.
Gray ears became silvery clouds. Kit's tail transformed into a comet, luminously trailing behind her. Confused blue eyes, became amber suns, ablaze with wonder. Jet-black fur disappeared, her body recreated into a deep purple substance; transparent and opaque all at once. Inside her body, multicolored stars swirled throughout.
She hears voices of the stars inside her head, each whispering new thoughts.
"Hello? Starkit."
Home photo:
Villager species: Cat
Villager personality: Lazy
Villager catchphrase: Super Nova
Backstory:
"That's a star, Kit." her mother pointed. "Listen to the stories each star tells."
A timid kitten, Kit, wished to join the dazzling stars she loved. This wish, overheard by Wishy the Star, began a magical transformation.
Gray ears became silvery clouds. Kit's tail transformed into a comet, luminously trailing behind her. Confused blue eyes, became amber suns, ablaze with wonder. Jet-black fur disappeared, her body recreated into a deep purple substance; transparent and opaque all at once. Inside her body, multicolored stars swirled throughout.
She hears voices of the stars inside her head, each whispering new thoughts.
"Hello? Starkit."
Home photo:
A Dark Summer?s Eve
A scarlet sun dips beneath the horizon
The world slips into blackness,
A crescent moon peeks through the dark clouds in the night sky,
Sending down white moonbeams which quickly turn silver and distorted in the thick mist
The thief,
Clad in all black
Breathes in the muggy summer air and smirks maniacally to himself
Instantly, the crickets stop chirping and every firefly light dies out
As if they sense the treachery this man carries with him
The thief scans the vicinity
At a glance seeing that he?s arrived in a poor part of town
And while he knows,
A mile south
The rich are partying
With expensive wine and luxurious food,
He finds more satisfaction in taking from people who have nothing
His eyes lock on his first target
A small yet cozy shack
He feels intrigued and repelled at the same time
However he shoves these emotions aside
Loosing them to bolt down the crumbling pavement
Once inside the house
The thief soundlessly seizes anything valuable
Before making his escape, he pulls a needle out of his pocket
Pricking his finger, he instantly draws blood
A single drop
Falls,
Onto the floor
After each robbery he leaves a trace of himself behind
He belongs nowhere,
With bits of himself scattered
Throughout all the places he has been
He catches a glimpse of his reflection
It wavers back-and-forth in the moving blood
Again he smiles,
Loving
This twisted monster he has become
He continues in the same fashion
Snatching everything he can hold in his dirt-encrusted fingers,
And each time leaving behind
A
Single
Drop
Of
Blood
Finally, he arrives at the last house on the street
Inside, he fills his sack
With every piece of silverware
Every copper penny
Everything
He takes out his needle, preparing to finish the job
But stops when he hears a sob
Its source; a tiny babe
Wheezing with each sleeping breath
Its illness appears fatal
And in this dying child,
The thief sees himself...
Dying right along with it
He could provide it medicine with his stolen wealth
Allow it to live the happy life he never had
He hesitates
Suddenly becoming shaky,
Exposed
But his heart remains broken beyond repair
He pricks his finger
Letting the drop of blood slowly fall
Onto the child?s pale forehead
Without a backwards glance, he runs off
Into the approaching dawn
The silver moon fades into nothingness,
The world becoming bathed in gentle pink light
As the world awakens,
Wailing,
And chaos
Ensue from the village,
Telling the thief his job is complete
Among the ruckus,
A single sob,
From the last house on the street
Maliciously cackling into the rising sun,
He doesn't feel the usual satisfaction
Something... is missing
But he is not the type to repent
Shrugging his sack of stolen goods over one shoulder,
He vanishes,
Without leaving a trace
The thief hides away, eagerly awaiting
The next time the moon will take reign of the sky,
The next
Summer?s Eve
A scarlet sun dips beneath the horizon
The world slips into blackness,
A crescent moon peeks through the dark clouds in the night sky,
Sending down white moonbeams which quickly turn silver and distorted in the thick mist
The thief,
Clad in all black
Breathes in the muggy summer air and smirks maniacally to himself
Instantly, the crickets stop chirping and every firefly light dies out
As if they sense the treachery this man carries with him
The thief scans the vicinity
At a glance seeing that he?s arrived in a poor part of town
And while he knows,
A mile south
The rich are partying
With expensive wine and luxurious food,
He finds more satisfaction in taking from people who have nothing
His eyes lock on his first target
A small yet cozy shack
He feels intrigued and repelled at the same time
However he shoves these emotions aside
Loosing them to bolt down the crumbling pavement
Once inside the house
The thief soundlessly seizes anything valuable
Before making his escape, he pulls a needle out of his pocket
Pricking his finger, he instantly draws blood
A single drop
Falls,
Onto the floor
After each robbery he leaves a trace of himself behind
He belongs nowhere,
With bits of himself scattered
Throughout all the places he has been
He catches a glimpse of his reflection
It wavers back-and-forth in the moving blood
Again he smiles,
Loving
This twisted monster he has become
He continues in the same fashion
Snatching everything he can hold in his dirt-encrusted fingers,
And each time leaving behind
A
Single
Drop
Of
Blood
Finally, he arrives at the last house on the street
Inside, he fills his sack
With every piece of silverware
Every copper penny
Everything
He takes out his needle, preparing to finish the job
But stops when he hears a sob
Its source; a tiny babe
Wheezing with each sleeping breath
Its illness appears fatal
And in this dying child,
The thief sees himself...
Dying right along with it
He could provide it medicine with his stolen wealth
Allow it to live the happy life he never had
He hesitates
Suddenly becoming shaky,
Exposed
But his heart remains broken beyond repair
He pricks his finger
Letting the drop of blood slowly fall
Onto the child?s pale forehead
Without a backwards glance, he runs off
Into the approaching dawn
The silver moon fades into nothingness,
The world becoming bathed in gentle pink light
As the world awakens,
Wailing,
And chaos
Ensue from the village,
Telling the thief his job is complete
Among the ruckus,
A single sob,
From the last house on the street
Maliciously cackling into the rising sun,
He doesn't feel the usual satisfaction
Something... is missing
But he is not the type to repent
Shrugging his sack of stolen goods over one shoulder,
He vanishes,
Without leaving a trace
The thief hides away, eagerly awaiting
The next time the moon will take reign of the sky,
The next
Summer?s Eve
The Pennifer
💙 Bye, Lulu 💙
I absolutely LOVE your poem (I got to read it prior to this post)
The Tilt A Whirl is my favourite ride at the Fair and your poem put me right there!! Thanks for the virtual thrill! ♥ ♥ ♥
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