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At 8/6/12 12:21 PM, Ryry67dude wrote:

At 8/6/12 11:37 AM, McAwesomepants123 wrote: Thanks bro!:D

Not a problem, but you still should raise the share of the animator. Especially if you're looking for a really good one, because it's really hard work

Well, I'll see what I can do. It might go up as high as 65%-70%, though, but there are a few depending factors to it, such as how much we get paid and if we do get paid at all. Still, I'll try to pay him the best I can, but it also depends on the type of job he does too (hence the lowest is 35%).

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At 7/29/12 12:05 PM, StevetheSnake wrote: What kind of animation?

Flash animation, styled realistically (Think sort of the more modern American cartoons you find in comics like American Vampire, only a bit more cell-shaded then most of these cartoons).

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Thanks bro!:D

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At 7/26/12 07:22 PM, Depersonalized wrote:

At 7/25/12 10:43 PM, McAwesomepants123 wrote: If you are an animator, but not really sure what you want to do with your amazingly spectacul-awesome animating skills, then look no further. We have been looking for a top-notch animator to help us out with a flash animation project, because in all honesty we don't know how to animate or draw ourselves aside from stick figure (which, unfortunately, look nothing like stick figures). If you agree to this, and if we do happen to make a profit off of this, you will receive over thirty-fve percent of the share, and you will be hailed as a co-creator of the series (which is currently called, "The Doctor is In").

So you want to "hire" an animator to do 100% of the work, while you sit back and tell them what they need to do. And then only pay them 35% of the profit. Nice. Good luck with that.

Well, if we do make a profit, and to be honest, that's IF we make one. Plus, add on the fact there are other people operating within the project that need to be paid as well, so the animator wouldn't be doing 100% of the work, and considering that we have people who need to be compensated. Imagine what would happen if we didn't compensate? Then, there would be less people involved in the project because of our untrustworthiness. So, therefore, we cannot compensate him for everything unless he does everything. Although animating a realistic/anime is difficult process, there are voice actors, script writers (me and a few others), and artists that work hard and need to be compensated as well. (PS It's 35% and up. So, they could get paid as much as 60%, depending on how well of a job they do)

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If you are an animator, but not really sure what you want to do with your amazingly spectacul-awesome animating skills, then look no further. We have been looking for a top-notch animator to help us out with a flash animation project, because in all honesty we don't know how to animate or draw ourselves aside from stick figure (which, unfortunately, look nothing like stick figures). If you agree to this, and if we do happen to make a profit off of this, you will receive over thirty-fve percent of the share, and you will be hailed as a co-creator of the series (which is currently called, "The Doctor is In").

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Hey, thanks for your help!:D I'm not really much of a poet, but it was just a little something that I did for fun on my free time. Thanks for pointing some of the words out, the plusses as well as the negatives, and thanks for reading, most of all!:D

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At 6/24/12 08:24 PM, Armour wrote: Who in the fuck....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kv-EnsyI5ns&feature=share

( Check the actual link out and look how pathetic the ratings are )

Faith now officially lost in the human race.

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On the topic relating to collaboration projects in Newgrounds, what do you, Newgrounders, would like most at the end of a major project: Having a few people who sincerely care about your work, and are willing to expand it using their own talents (whether it be writing, programming, or something along those lines), or would you rather prefer a significantly large audience who have absolutely nothing to offer except pointless reviews (i.e. reviews such as IT WAS GOOD and just leaving it like that). All comments (as long as they're not degrading or horrid) are welcome. :)

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At 6/25/12 10:12 AM, Amaranthus wrote:

At 6/25/12 10:08 AM, McAwesomepants123 wrote:

At 6/25/12 08:21 AM, Amaranthus wrote: So you want people to make a thing for you while you do nothing at all?
Good luck!

I never said that. In fact, I'm going to be writing the script for the season. Besides, why would I suggest something if I had no part in it?

You said you're looking for script writers too.

Yeah, what's wrong with that? It makes the process go a bit easier, we can contemplate as to what we need to research, and we can check each others work. Since most of us hold jobs, it would be more effiient if we had variety of talents working alongside us for the betterment of this project. Sure, we can do it with only one animator, one musician, one voice-actor, and one writer, but why settle for that when you can have a wider variety of talent and ideas being exchanged to create a work of art at an efficient pace?

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At 6/25/12 08:21 AM, Amaranthus wrote: So you want people to make a thing for you while you do nothing at all?
Good luck!

I never said that. In fact, I'm going to be writing the script for the season. Besides, why would I suggest something if I had no part in it?

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We're looking for any potential writers, Animators, Musicians, Voice actors, and/or artists who would like to help me and my team with a new project we're working on about life as a crime doctor. If you're interested, just leave a comment on this forum or PM message me, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you.

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At 6/25/12 12:36 AM, Spretznaz wrote: This should go in the Collaboration forum or the Animation forum.

Hey, thanks man!:D

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At 6/24/12 03:01 PM, StarvingGamer wrote: And I thought the original was great. But this is much more informative, and you've touched up on those little details that give the setting life and breathe. Very, very good. And did you mention being open for some sort of collaboration? I'm sure we could put are heads together and really give this forum a good story!

Hey, thanks for the reply!:D I've actually been messaged by a user by the name of J-Rex, who offered to help me with my collaboration idea and get me started. Although some of his flash movies have received some low ratings, with the help of some other animators and voice actors, we might be able to set this up to be really big. The project, in itself, is so far about a doctor who gets kicked out of a well-respected hospital because of false evidence, stating that he raped unconcious patients. Broken and unable to find a job, he takes on the role as a Criminal Doctor for a Crime Syndicate located in New Orleans. That's what we have so far, but we're still planning. The more support we get, the better, ya know!:D

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I was curious as to if there was anyone interested in doing a collaboration animation project? As a writer, it's fairly difficult for me to find any work to do in the Collaboration and Writing channels, so I'm really just curious if anyone would like to do a project with me any time in the future. I'm a bit handy when it comes to stories (see Innocent Crimes Redox), and I know how to properly format and write a good script. Not only that, but I'm also a musician, and (if given the right recording devices), I can churn out some music for a future flash animation project. So, to be honest, I would just be interested in working with whoever was out there, and seeing what we could create. If any of you all are interested, just PM me, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thank you.

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At 6/24/12 04:19 PM, dogpup4 wrote: I suppose flash, audio and art is just easier to look at than writing. Its harder to read through the whole text because most of us just can't be arsed. Would be nice though, amongst all of the crappy fan fictions and strange rule 34 stories theres bound to be something good.

For now just make do with the writing forum, if Squidbit is right then there will be a lit portal eventually, seeing as they've gone to the trouble of making it.

Hey, althuogh it is possible that people could rule 34 everything, it's also possible that it could help flash animators a lot out because the amount of time of effort that it takes to write a script for maybe a game or a movie is enormous, so what would be better? Having a resource you could use (which is also widely known), or having to scour Newgrounds just to find that one literature post mentioned in that one forum about furries or some crap. All you really need is a list of rules as to what people can and can't do, and then you should be good.

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At 6/22/12 03:03 AM, Chapter11 wrote: While I am a new member, I've been coming to this site for years on and off. I love coming here and finding new and exciting videos, games, art, music, etc. Its a shame more people aren't getting the recognition they deserve outside this site.

Anyway, in light of the Newgrounds Writing Anthology on Kickstarter, do you think writers on this site will get more respect? I mean, why are writers relegated to one small sub forum? Why don't we have a hub or portal like the other mediums? Are we not as creative or as exciting as the people who make games or movies? Is our work not as visually exciting as Art? Are writers just a fun little thing to laugh at every now and then because they don't do "real work"?

I'm sure this has been talked about before, but I feel its a timely issue to bring back and have a discussion about. This site really is one of the best on the internet for new, creative, and great ideas. Its just a shame that doesn't carry over to writers.

I know that feel, bro. It's actually pretty tough to find a job here on Newgrounds to do. Whether it's animating or creating new literary works of art, it feels as if we get the low end of the stick because we have to literally go out and ask for a job from people who are more interested in finding some busy animators or voice-actors, rather than someone who could come up with a more-than-decent plot. Not to complain, but the fact that we don't even have our own portal makes it all the more worse. I'd say that we are as hard-working and as creative as those animators, but in a different way. Unlike animators, who paint pictures by using pencils and computers, we are creators who use the art of words to paint our pictures. No disrespect to any animators, artists, or voice-actors, of course, but I'm just saying that some of us writers work hard, too.

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At 6/17/12 10:24 PM, theaccadaccafan wrote: Hey there creative type person. I am hopes to making an interweb televisions.

Sorry, I like to start off with some really bad humor. I'm in the process of developing a web series that will be airing on YouTube. While it's not terribly difficult to get licensing permission for individual songs, I do need someone who is able to compose background music.

The project is called "City Of Angels". It concerns itself with John Smith, a vampire hunter who is based in Los Angeles. Yes, I know, not groundbreakingly original. However, after the colossal screw-ups of the Twilight franchise, I decided vampires need to be evil, demonic creatures again. Not sparkly fairies. At any rate, the show is an overall drama, with elements of supernatural/sci-fi and a little dark comedy. One of my favorite composers working these days is Christophe Beck. Go ahead and look him up. He has a signature sound, and I want that sort of feel. Music makes or breaks a visual art form. Try watching Star Wars without the music. Totally different film.

Right now this is NOT A PAYING JOB. HOWEVER: You will receive credit as a composer, your name will be on a series that will be viewed by a LOT of people, and you will be part of the New Blood Productions catalog, which means the minute money starts to come in, you'll start getting paid. If you want to see some concept film, check out http://www.youtube.com/user/CityofAngelsSeries/videos. You can contact me with interest vie YouTube, or the Facebook page https://www.facebook.com/cityofangelsseries. Thanks, and I look forward to collaborating with you.

Maybe I could help a bit with the writing, if you need an writer. I mean, I heard that you were a little bit annoyed at how (because of the Twilight series), that Vampire Hunters are now a thing of the past and Vampires, in themselves, have been turned into gentle creatures that sparkle in the sunlight, but if you need any help with writing the script, I'd be more than happy to lend a hand.

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(Author's Note: WELP, I said I could make a better version of my previous version, and I did. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it, and if you would like to see it expand and grow, OR if you would like to request a new original work or collaboration, just let me know either through PM or by commenting. Thanks and have an awesome day!:D)

Innocent Crime
The air stung my face as I ran outside on this dismal, winter night. Tonight would be a dangerous venture, that would require all my strength to complete successfully. This winter had lasted too long, and the wood that we stored was depleted. Over the years we had chopped down more and more trees, leading me to come to this groove, miles away from my cabin. This area had been left untouched by civilization, but unlike the people of the city, we were fortunate. Everything we needed was provided by ourselves, and not by our government. However, if I didn't come back with more wood, my family would succumb to hypothermia and die. My breath, visible, and my hands shook violently, as they tried to stay warm, I walked over to the nearest tree. I took a few seconds to try to warm myself up. Afterwards, I reached back to grab my axe, and began chopping it down. I knew that it would take a while, and that I would be exhausted by the time I finished. However, I needed to do everything I could to keep my family alive and well. Even if it meant getting hypothermia.
After hours of chopping, the tree finally fell, and, feeling relieved that I could sell the excess wood, I began working my way towards the tip of the tree, planning on chopping off the tip first and then working my way down as it got tougher and tougher. I knew I wouldn't be able to get all of the wood, but I could make trips to and from my house to get the rest. I didnâEUTMt have a car, so it would make it all the more difficult for me to get back to my house, but I had to try to carry as much as I could. âEUoeItâEUTMll be like an exercise. Just like when I was in the army,âEU I told myself, as the bitter wind blew across my dry face. However, halfway up, I noticed something strange. Something was sticking up from the group, and it was funny looking. It seemed like a bent piece of wood that had been iced over, and I decided to try to pull it out. "The more wood I have, the better off I'll be," I told myself. After minutes of examining it, I finally tried pulling it up. The first try was difficult. I knew that it would be tough to pull out, since it was incased in ice, but I never expected that it would be this difficult. The second try was better, though. I could see the bent piece of wood starting to come up a little bit more. On the third try, I finally was able to pull the piece of wood up, only to come to the realization that it never had been wood at all. It was only the limb of a dead boy.
Due to my army training, I was used to seeing dead bodies before me. The first thing that I did was check to make sure that there was any identification. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any. I grimaced at the fact that I was so far away from home, and that I didn't even know if I would be able to report this. Well, at least not after what happened. I contemplated as to what I was going to do. I knew that if I didn't report this crime, the Government would eventually find it. Although he didn't care about their people, Stalin would care about what they were doing, and that is what frightened me the most. It would be a day's walk over to the nearest city, so I had to make a choice now as to what I was going to do, and do it quick. Unfortunately I choose the wrong choice.
When I met with the people at NKVD, we exchanged meaningless pleasantries about our jobs and the great leader Stalin. It wasn't until someone asked me what I, specifically, was doing here. Only two minutes in and they already distrusted me. As we drove over there, I had to shoe my wife and children away from the crime scene, as I gave them the location of the body. Suddenly, a strong, middle-aged man walked up to me. He greeted me with a smile.
"Comrade! It's been forever my good friend!" yelled the man. His face beamed with delight as he saw me examine the body. I should have guessed it was Anatoly.
"Hello, my friend!" I told him, trying to fake my enthusiasm. I wasn't at all happy to see him, or at least happy to see that he was here, flaunting his power as if he was a peacock.
"Ah! I see it's been a few years since they let you out of the Gulags! I'm so glad to hear that you've finally come to terms with the glory of our Country and our glorious leader, Stalin," Anatoly replied, his sinister grin wider than ever. It instilled a fear in me that I could not comprehend, but I agreed unwillingly. I bit my tongue because I knew that it was him who turned my country against me.
"Yes, I'm glad too," I replied, tactfully. "I saw the boy-"
"Don't worry. We know who the boy is," interrupted Anatoly, his eyes burning with glee. "He was the son of a wealthy politician who one day decided to go play out in the woods. He decided to go far, but this was unfortunately his downfall, for he died out here only two days ago." He turned his eyes to the boy's, and then sharply glanced back at me, "âEU¦or he was killed by a traitor to the state. Your choice."
As he left the boy there to stay, the NKVD told me that they had the situation under control. They then told me that everything was going to be fine, but I knew that it was a lie. It made me wonder whoâEUTMs body's this was, who killed this man, and who was the killer. However, they told me not to worry about it, and that nothing happened. In their mind, nothing DID happen, and that I was just worrying over nothing.
A few months later, I was taken from my home and family without a clear explanation. My wife was killed in the crossfire, because one of the men who took me out stating during the court case that she was âEUoeresisting arrestâEU, even though they know that we both were sound asleep by the time they broke down the door to our house. Then, they brought me to a location where they could torture me. âEUoeItâEUTMll be all over soon, as soon as you admit your guilt and tell us your contacts,âEU said Anatoly, his face gleeful tone. "I'd be more than happy to report your guilty, because the sooner you do, the sooner I get a promotion. No one's going to save you, because who would want to save a drunkard who disrespected Stalin's great name in public?" After I had finally confessed, I was brought immediately to a courtroom. I sat there, hearing the charges presented against me, one for the murder of the man who was out in the woods, and the other for the murder of other men who were killed in similar fashions. There was no one to defend me. This was not a court case. This was a death sentence, and these were going to be my last words. With that, I have nothing more to say then goodbye.

Andrei Pasternak
Leningrad, Russia
1945

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(Author Note: This is just a simple, freeverse poem I decided to update onto Newgrounds. I will be working on the Innocent Crime story soon, but for now I'm going to see if I can try to post a couple of my other works from Fictionpress onto here. Anyway, I hope that you're interested in it, and if you have any tips to share, any reviews to give, or any new ideas as to what I should do, just leave a comment and I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Thanks!:D)

Fame.

It's a word that you hear almost everywhere nowadays.

You can hear it in the press, you can read it in the news,

whether it's on the floor of a concert, or on the pews of a church.

However, how many people actually get famous?

Take a while to think about that,

sure, take your time

think of the probabilities of you making a dime,

or of the probability that you'll be just another wash-up.

How many people have actually tried their hardest?

To be in a spot of fame,

and have had their works be called lame,

or their work cut out of them.

Look at all the world famous directors in the world,

and look at poor little Eddie,

Trying to make a living with petty

actors and stars, who were no more than dope addicts.

Never making a single cent,

despite his joyous attitude

and his amazingly creative aptitude,

he almost completely lived in poverty.

Look at all the famous bands in the world

and look at the unfortunate band, Shark Speed,

who are in desperate need for an audience.

Only making a small living.

Only popular by hipsters

hoping for a mister to tip them.

Look at all the famous writers,

and then look at me.

A man who probably won't even be

noticed.

So why do I write you ask?

Why do I want to do this for a living?

When it's just a giant misgiving?

Why do this to myself?

I do it because it's the only thing that keeps me sane.

Every day, I get piled with work that I don't even know,

as I sometimes sometimes get these very low

grades that mess with my confidence.

It gives me quiet, when I can't have it.

It gives me solace and paradise, when it's the one thing I don't have,

and I don't honestly care if I make a living or not off of it, because I know two things.

The first reason is that I know that my life will not be a puddle of disinterest, like that of a business executive.

As for the second reason, at least I know I'll be happy, regardless as to if I die at the age of 20 or at the age of 120.

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At 6/24/12 10:29 AM, Amaranthus wrote:

At 6/24/12 10:28 AM, McAwesomepants123 wrote:

At 6/24/12 05:55 AM, Squidbit wrote:

At 6/23/12 10:08 PM, McAwesomepants123 wrote:

Oh, well... ._. Although I've been to this site for a while now, I didn't mean to make that my sig. Sorry.

A while dude you haven't even joined for a month.

Well, before I joined, I was just a guy who would go on this site sometimes. Just because I wasn't a user, didn't mean I couldn't go online.

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At 6/24/12 10:26 AM, GhostOfHalloween wrote: what's wrong with an aristocracy? fuck the sudras

WELL, an aristocracy is where a small upper class of people rule over a large lower class of people. Think of a tyranny, for example. You have the dictator, that sits at the very top, and then you have every one working underneath him. It's bad because although you may have an opinion on a certain topic, it can't really be heard because you (the user) are technically the minority, and you're opinion doesn't necessarily matter when you're dealing with the people who run the aristocracy. If you need more examples on the harms of being in an Aristocracy, I would suggest that you look at American Industrialism in the 1900's.

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At 6/24/12 05:55 AM, Squidbit wrote:

At 6/23/12 10:08 PM, McAwesomepants123 wrote: *DARN IT, I MEANT LITERARY PORTAL! >:(

Also, why did you make this your sig? I'm really curious.

Oh, well... ._. Although I've been to this site for a while now, I didn't mean to make that my sig. Sorry.

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Now before you rag on me for putting this up here, and call my mother something offensive, allow me to explain. Newgrounds is very much like a Democracy, in the sense that you can upload content, vote, and discuss your opinions. It's the perfect place to start if you're an up-and-coming artist, looking for a head start in the internet. However, it's also very much like an Aristocracy in the sense that you have these elite users (i.e. the always amazing Egoraptor and Eddsworld), a small middle class, and a society of lower-level users. Although this could also be said about sites like Youtube or Funnyjunk, do you think that this is true in some sense? Or do you have a completely different view? Like I said before, although it is the starting point for many writers, artists, and flash makers, I think that Newgrounds also has the qualities of an Aristocracy in the sense that there's a very small group of animators that make the majority of the popular content on Newgrounds, and a much larger lower-level society of users. I'm not trying to rag on Newgrounds, because it is an amazing site, but what do you think about it personally?

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(Another Author's Note: Totally re-editing it and re-writing it. Version Two, here I come.)

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At 6/23/12 10:11 PM, EmmaVolt wrote: It would be cool but I think hard to tame legally. I guess if they made a statement that said your writing has no license here it could work but then we'd miss out on the best stuff probably.

True, but look at sites like Fanfiction.com and Fictionpress.com. They publish stories on a regular basis, so I think that it is possible, but it would be a little bit hard to manage.

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*DARN IT, I MEANT LITERARY PORTAL! >:(

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Although this may not be a very discussed subject on Newgrounds, as a writer I feel rather perturbed that there is no Literary Portal. Now don't get me wrong, it's not like I spend every second of every day dreaming that there is one, but it makes me feel a little bit left out that we don't have one, and there are loads of talented writers here on Newgrounds too, so it makes me wonder even more as to how they feel. It's nice to take comfort in the fact that we have a forum, and that people do comment and add their submissions to it, but I think we could make Newgrounds so much better with a Literature Portal! Not only could we have discussions on the pieces, be able to judge them, and finally rate them, but it would also be better for those who are into literature because they wouldn't have to stumble their way across a plethora of forum's just to find that one forum that holds all the Literary content. Still, this is just my opinion, but what do you guys think?

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At 6/16/12 06:53 AM, CJBIG wrote: Hello I'm looking for a one or two people who enjoy improvising, who are able to turn one thing into something more. I've been working on a text multiple-choice rpg under the placeholder title of Epoch. It's been in development for about 7 months now and it's about time for some polish. If any Illustrators or programmers want to help spice things up abit feel free to shoot me an email at atzoo.go[at]gmail.com or PM me. This is largely a personal project aimed at who ever cares, so fledglings looking to get some experience under their belt are welcome as well as the pros. As a disclaimer I'm a small-time editor and independent developer which means most of what I do is on my own time without affiliates. Thanks for reading, take care!

Hey, I'm not necessarily a programmer, but maybe I could help. I mean, I'm experienced in writing screenplays and other literary mediums, and I think that I could help you out if you're looking for a something along those lines. Still, if you're looking for something that requires programmers instead of writers, then your best bet is to keep looking on the forums. However, if you're still interested, just send me a message, and I'll be sure to get back to you as soon as I can.

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As the Title depicts, I'm a young, struggling writer who's trying to make his way in on Newgrounds. If anyone has a project that they need a writer for (i.e. a flash movie or a flash game), then I'm you're man for the job. I've worked on two 50,000+ word projects, and I'm experienced with writing screenplays. If you're interested, then just reply or message me back on the topic, and I'll be more than happy to work with you. Thanks!:D

(If you want to view some of my latest work, it's up in the Literature Forum and on my Profile, titled "Innocent Crime". If you would like to view more of my work, then feel free to message me.)

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(Author's Note: Although this literary work has already been edited and finished, all comments towards the betterment of this work will be greatly appreciated. The story is about the negative effects of communism and is inspired by the book, Child 44. Thank you for clicking this post, and I hope you enjoy the story!)

Innocent Crime

The air was a bitter cold, stinging into my face as I walked outside on a cold winter night such as this one. I went out only to get some fire for my family, and treaded a long way from home to get my wood for them. My breath visible and my hands shaking, desperately trying to stay warm, I grabbed my axe (which I had attached on my back), and began chopping down one of the largest trees I could find. I knew that it would take a while, and that I would be exhausted by the time I finished, but I needed to do everything I could to keep my family alive and well. Even if it ment getting hypothermia.
After hours of chopping, the tree finally fell, and, feeling relieved that I could sell the access wood, I began working my way towards the tip of the tree, planning on chopping off the tip first and then working my way down as it got tougher and tougher. âEUoeItâEUTMll be like an exercise. Just like when you were in the army,âEU I told myself, as the bitter wind blew across my dry face. However, halfway up, I noticed something strange. Something was sticking up from the group, and it was about as hard as a rock. Seeing this, I motioned over towards it and looked at how it was shaped. I poked and prodded at it, to see if it was alive or to know what it was, but it wasnâEUTMt until I finally tried pulling it up that I noticed it was a deceased human being.
Naturally, I panicked and began to freak out. I didnâEUTMt know what to do, so I decided to call the police and report this crime to them. Surely, they would like to know what happened. They came over to my house, took my wife and children away from the crime scene, and asked me a couple of questions about the body and whoâEUTMs it was. They then told me that everything was going to be fine, but I knew that it was a lie. It made me wonder whoâEUTMs body's this was, who killed this man, and who was the killer. However, they told me not to worry about it, and that nothing happened. In their mind, nothing DID happen, and that I was just worrying over nothing.
A few months later, I was taken from my home and family without a clear explanation. My wife was killed in the crossfire, because one of the men who took me out stating during the court case that she was âEUoeresisting arrestâEU, even though we both know that she was sound asleep. Then, they brought me to a location where they could torture me. âEUoeItâEUTMll be all over soon, as soon as you admit your guilt and tell us your contacts,âEU said the burly interrogator, as he smirked confidently in my bloody face. After I had finally confessed, I was brought immediately to a courtroom. I sat there, hearing the charges presented against me, one for the murder of the man who was out in the woods, and the other for the murder of other men who were killed in similar fashions. There was no one to defend me. This was not a court case. This was a death sentence.
Now, I have requested that I could write this last page of my will, discussing the crimes brought to me. This may not reach the public, because they can be quite thorough when it comes to checking unwanted documents, but it doesnâEUTMt matter. This is my final moment, and despite what the records say, I am innocent, and that is all I have to add. I am not a liar, but I had no other choice but to say I was guilty. IâEUTMm sorry.

Andrei Pasternak
Leningrad, Russia
1945