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rLilJesus

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This event is hosted by R rLilJesus

Information about this event

Greetings, players of JartexNetwork!. I am happy to announce the first StoryTime event to be hosted. In this event, you will be putting your writing skills to write the best story to become the winner.
Get your book and quill ready!​

This event will be hosted on Saturday 28th of August, at 14:00 PM GMT

Note: The form will be released tomorrow, so make sure to stay tuned for the participation form to be dropped tomorrow, after the launching, you will have approximately 1 day (24 hours) to submit your own story. Bellow you can check the live countdown of the event so you don't miss it. We hope to see everyone there.

Note: The theme of the StoryTime event will be regarding our server, any other content will not be counted.

Just like at the Karaoke event, we will have judges to decide the event's winners

Live countdown: https://itsalmo.st/story-time-event-hhmt

🏆 The prizes are as follows
🥇 €30 Jartex Giftcard
🥈 €20 Jartex Giftcard
🥉 €10 Jartex Giftcard


You can use these Giftcards on any gamemode you want to, and they work with the active sale.

Rules
In order to make this event fair for everyone, there are some certain rules you must follow in order to be an appropriate competitor. Breaking the following rules will get you disqualified from the event. Using any racist or discriminative content, or even plagiarism will get you disqualified, as well as inappropriate content.

All of the official JartexNetwork rules will apply during the event as well:
Global Rules

If you have any questions about the event you can contact Me via discord.
Pete-#5731

Best of luck to everyone!🎉
 
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Yanique1

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i have the best stories so i’m winning totally
 

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I am not participating myself but, good luck to everyone who is participating!
 

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time to write frostt frostt and Y Yejiqt ship story
 

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time to write frostt frostt and Y Yejiqt ship story
A Golden cheekbone lined by the Rising Sun ( frostt frostt and Y Yejiqt Edition )


Frost opens his eyes.

He is readying himself for the morning.

A golden cheekbone lined by the rising sun, beautiful in its simplicity. He touches it, once, Yeji's skin warm under her fingers, a reminder of how alive they are. How young they are.


They are teenagers. Their hands are clumsy, too big for their skinny limbs, not sure where to go or what to think. These hands hold pens, and books, and dreams. They discuss the future in vivid colours, full of blossoming hope of what it could hold. Neither of them say it, their lips tied by the thin string of fear, but their dreams involve each other. Neither of them knows what love means, their kisses fuelled by wandering hands and inexperienced tongues, but he know the lines of her face better than he know the words of his textbook. Neither of them knows anything, but they know each other.

They grow, as all things do, messily, with anger and lust and tears. She holds the neck of a bottle of beer, her head titled back, laughing into the night, her cheeks flushed. To him, she is brighter than any star, and he wonders if he could replicate the jewels in her eyes, and make them into a jewel for her finger. He smiles, small, and take another sip. He knows that she is the one.


Their wedding is small, but loud, screams of joy echoing from every lively corner. Her mother gives Frost a talk, his mother gives him a heart attack. All he can feel is the creases of her hand enveloped in him, and the sweet press of her lips on his face. He does.

The children grow fast, faster than Frost and Yeji ever did. They are sickly sweet when young, chubby cheeks and grotty hands, always reaching for something more. A little older, and they're cheeky, and quiet, and confused. A little older, and they're angsty, quiet, and polite. A little older still and they're angsty, angsty, and quiet.

Then comes the dreaded stage. Angsty, angsty and angsty. Teenagers. A little older, and it's going, angsty, and angsty. Then gone, going and angsty. Then gone, gone, and going.


It's not long before the last kisses Frost and Yeji both on the forehead and thank them for the privilege of receiving their love. Frost holds her hands. "Love is not a privilege," he says, "it is a necessity."


They move into a smaller house. Cozy, not cramped. It brings back memories of their first house.
She smiles more now, and fills her days reading books and making bread.

She takes up knitting, and Frost jokes that she's getting old. She pretends to disagree, but they both know he's right. Frost's knees scream every time he bends to remove a weed from their growing garden.

She gets sick. She survives. He gets sick. He survives.


She has glasses now, small and oval shaped, perched on the top of her nose. The kids in the neighbourhood call them "Gran and Pops".


Their faces are lined with wrinkles now, and Frost's hearing is half gone. She's stooped now, hunched and pinched, yet every time she smiles we go back to being young, with those jewels in her eyes, and he falls in love all over again.

Frost wakes up one morning to the sweet sound of birds. He wakes up one morning to the smell of fresh grass. He wakes up one morning, the sun peeking over the horizon, its gentle limbs stroking our faces from the window.

He wakes up one morning.

She doesn't.

A golden cheekbone lined by the rising sun, beautiful in its simplicity. He touches it, once, her skin cold under his fingers. A reminder of how long they were together, how lucky they were.

Frost closes his eyes.

And let himself slip into the night.
 
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A chat full of jartex players are chilling talking on discord in main chat.
A wild egirl appears.

*Egirl is typing*
Chat goes silent

Egirl: Hiii.... <3

Every current user watching the chat:...
😍EGIRLLLLL SIMPPPP BUY NITRO AND RANKS UWU BBY GIRL PWEASE BE MY GIRLFRIEND....

THE END
 
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