Zombie Christmas Reveler



No one expects zombies during winter. While Halloween seems like the perfect time for scary things that go bump in the night, winter is an opportune time for horrifying monsters to snack on people. They're all crowded into buildings to keep warm and getting nice and plump from feasting. A Christmas party is the perfect time for something like zombies to strike. Once a Christmas Reveler, this specimen has changed from prey to predator. She's attached pieces of a Christmas tree as camouflage. Finding that the camouflage isn't working well for some reason, she's also found a festive Santa hat. Who would suspect someone wearing such a cheerful hat? A big smile should help as well. The giant candy cane she found is not only festive but is also great at tripping people trying to run away.

I got my idea from Elsa and Jack Frost. If they had a daughter I think this is what she would look like. She can control ice, wind, and snow. With her staff she can create or remove winter storms. If she is without her staff then her powers are greatly weakened. Her entire castle is made of ice and snow. With many people disliking her for her powers, or pretending to like her to gain power, she is often considered a loner and people believe being around al the ice has given her a cold heart. She may be cold to the touch but she is the kindest and sweetest princess there is. Just many people don't notice it. The Grifi's obey her, and at a young age are introduced to her and they never forget her once they see her.

Here my try ^_^

He's an ice dragon that appear only the last day of the year and celebrate the coming of the new year.
If you're lucky enough to see him your new year will be happy and full of surprises.



The first thing I thought when I see the Reindeer Antlers was that it remind me some kind of dragon horns and that I HAVE to create an avatar with that item.
Then I saw this contest and I think to use it here.
The main colours are blue and gold to celebrate the end of the year and on his tail you can see some ice because he live up in the mountains.

This take me a while because I continue to change the eyes, the colour inside the wings and the skin colour.

My take on Harry Dresden from Jim Butcher's Dresden Files. An excellently written character who was delicious to read and sees the worst that can be seen but still face every day with hope and a snarky remark.

Dresden is a wizard who primarily uses fire, so I gave him red/orange arcane signs. His constant companion is an ancient wizard (TV version)/ spirit of intellect (book version) named Bob who had his spirit tied to a skull, so I used the shadow background for Bob.

No it doesn't have to be.

Log: 392
Date: Year 19300 Month 04 Day 29

"The airship was losing power. The damage to the engines was too severe and it was going down in unknown territory. I tried to call for help, but the attempt only hastened the travel of fire to the fuel tanks. I had little time to escape, and if I waited to land I would surely die in the explosion. I had to risk everything, and jump. My parachute caught on the door, and I plummeted to the ground. I thought was doomed, but a shrill screech split the air, followed by a melodic whistling. I felt a massive force slam into me, but I was bruised, not dead. And I opened my eyes to see myself being carried by a woman with long pink hair, and bright yellow eyes like that of a serpent. She opened her mouth and sang, and I felt the fear fall from me. She carried me for several minutes, through the clouds and up into a metropolis I never knew existed. As she set me down upon a glimmering pavilion, I got my first look at the entirety of her being. Her upper body was humanoid, save for her eyes. But her lower body was, like that of a mermaid. Long and scaled, with the end bearing a great golden fan. Along the length of her tail were three pairs of massive feathered wings, that folded and lay against it. It was these that she had used to fly through the sky, faster than anything I'd ever experienced. Another one of her kind, this one cerulean and amber to her rose and gold, handed her a staff that matched her, and she used it to clear away the bumps and scrapes that I'd gotten fleeing my ship. I stayed with them for a few days, tasting their food and hearing their music. One day, I simply woke on land, without a trace of the clouds above which rested their city. They were a people I never thought real, for wouldn't we have seen such things in all of our explorations? No, for their legends couldn't capture the power of their magic, or the grace of their flight. But my eyes had, and I shall never forget it. They were the Skyfish. Such an unassuming name, but such awe-imbuing creatures could never be aptly matched by our language."

Signed,

J. Doe
Royal Surveyor

My avatar's back story:
At age nine, I was living in the countryside with my parents and younger sister. Then one day, on my sister's birthday, I decided to go in my room and play hide-and-seek when a group of bandits came in and killed my family. A very close family friend took me in and raised me. She had always been interested in swords and ninja-type things. She trained me in using swords and being an assassin. I told her that I want to leave and plan on seeing her again soon, and left to find the people that killed my family. I left to get revenge.

This is actually based off the character I made when I was little, Fallyn (art not drawn by me, commissioned by a user on another site, but the character is mine ^.^):


She's very dear to me so I even have a tattoo design based off her on my back. She may be strange to some people but I had a huge imagination as a kid :D She's a warrior against the Darkness and fights for the two sides of her world to come together.

As the baker applies the finishing touches onto his finest gingerbread house, he hears a little voice to the side of him. "Ehem!" it squeaks. He looks around the room to find the source, when he notices one of the shortbread squares he has made, morph into a tiny girl. She begins to speak again.

"I am the Shortbread Fairy of Winter... What's that? You're saying you've never heard of me?
That stupid Gingerbread man, why does no one make shortbread people anymore..." Small crumbs of shortbread fall onto the surface of the table as she rubs her little hands against her head in frustration.

When she finally looks up, the baker is greeted with look of pure hatred. "I HATE GINGERBREAD!" She screams at the top of her little voice before slamming her candy cane into the work surface. "They.. they took everything from me." She sobs openly, tears of icing start to run down her face before her expression softens again and she looks up at the baker.

"I'm sorry Mr Baker man," she sighs, "I shouldn't take my anger out on you, I came to ask your help, they all say you're the best." She flies up to his eye level and smiles sweetly, "Please sir! Could you make me some friends? I am all alone in the world and only a master baker such as yourself can help."

And so... after listening to the pleas of the Shortbread Fairy, the baker began work on a shortbread family, the likes of which had never been seen. As he made these shortbread people, the fairy told him the rest of her tales about the great battle between the shortbreads and the gingerbreads, and he never made even so much as a gingerbread finger ever again.



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