Just a reminder that you have one day left to enter your submissions of this month's contest, Steampunk. The deadline is November 28, and remember to submit it to the 2014 NOV Contest to count.
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We've had explored a number of genres over the years, and they show the versatility of Princess Tutu. We've touched on horror, sci-fi, video gaming, superheros, and even other manga and anime series. This month we are once again delving into a genre, this time it is that interesting approach to aesthetic and retro-futuristic, steampunk. We even touched on it a little with our first April Fool's day prompt.
Steampunk is a genre of fiction as well as an aesthetic that draws upon the innovations and explorations of the Victorian era and the works of science fiction visionaries of Jules Vernes and H. G. Wells. It draws upon the cultures of that era but expands on it with hypothetical advanced steam-powered inventions. Draw upon the inspiration of the genre and imagine how the series would play with a little more of that steam-powered technology and fantastic inventions to power it.
Deadline: Nov. 28, 11 p.m. PST
Things to keep in mind:
There must be a clear steampunk aesthetic. Try to push a little further than putting gears on it.
For more information, start with this Wikipedia entry, check out our Steampunk gallery, and browse the various steampunk inspired groups here on DeviantArt.
Both fan art & fan fiction are accepted.
Only entries that adhere to the rules set in the contest prompt will be accepted.
To be an official entry, you must submit your piece into the "2014 NOV Contest" gallery folder by the deadline.
After the deadline has passed, the folder will be closed and no new submissions will be accepted.
As per general contest rules, you are allowed to submit up to three entries. (Admin may only submit one.)
Popular Choice: Feature on the club front page.
Admins' Choice: Feature on the club front page.
Circus: Freak Show, Part 2Fakir looked around his new "room," he was sharing it with the white haired boy named Mytho. He apparently had no heart so just went through actions with no emotion or reaction.Circus: Freak Show, Part 2 by violet---stone
"Is it really true that you have no emotions?" Fakir tried to ask as politely as he could. No matter how he thought of how to word it, it always sounded rude and blunt, but he couldn't help that.
"Yes." The white haired boy didn't even look to where Fakir was standing.
"Thats my bed," he pointed to the bed away from the door, "and you can use that one." he then turned around to point to the bed next to Fakir.
"Thanks... And sorry about the whole emotion thing..." Fakir put his stuff on the nearby table and then sat of the bed. His eyes were getting adjusted to the dimly lit room and he could see much more of the small details. Besides the two beds, table, and the dresser, there was a curtain on the wall that was probably hiding a window. The design for the bed sheets and the window curtain was the same, dark gr
princess tutu's new bouncy balla long time ago in a far away land known as kinkan, there lived a beautiful princess named tutu. princess tutu was thinking about how she could have fun whenever she isn't trying to save mytho's heart.princess tutu's new bouncy ball by kingdomheartsventus7
princess tutu then thought to herself, "hmm, I haven't tried out my new hoppity hop I got from fakir yet." so princess tutu grabbed her hoppity hop and hopped high and around the forest using her magic. tutu quickly began to show a smile on her face as she bounced around. she then said, "if only mytho could see me now." tutu was having a ball when she was stopped by princess kraehe saying, "princess tutu, why do you try new things without asking me to join you?" princess tutu responded, "because, you are hardly available. and besides, don't you love mytho more than me?" kraehe suddenly blushed and said, "no way. mytho was never my type." tutu said, "suit yourself, kraehe. but still, you are welcome to join me."
as the two ballerina princesses bounced their hearts out and went boing, faki
Simply A Backstory - 3Chapter TwoSimply A Backstory - 3 by Imaginary-Shadow
As anticipated, Fakir's research hadn't turned up very much. He had forgotten just how simplistic Tutu's appearance had been in the story. She played her role, and then vanished with her last words of love. He really had a lot of room to explore with his writing; which made it a bit more difficult, actually. For now, he still felt like he could only look so far into the story. But despite that weakness, he needed get back to writing before he got caught up in possibilities again. He wasn't affecting anyone with this, he reminded himself, he was just writing to explore the past. He could let the story sway itself if it wanted to, for it was already over. The ending wouldn't change. He just was going to fill in some gaps.
Princess Sylvia practiced her dancing as much as her father practiced his magic. She learned magic from her tutors, and while she picked it up well, she was nowhere near her father's proficiency. She insisted that she could help him more if he w
Simply A Backstory - 2Chapter OneSimply A Backstory - 2 by Imaginary-Shadow
A simple story. A short story. A story he already knew the ending to. This ought to be easier than what he'd been fighting with for days, weeks. He didn't have to write anything new, he just had to give Princess Tutu some background; from before the story exploded from its pages and entered Goldcrown. Fakir looked contemplatively out a window. The ending was when… Princess Tutu became a speck of light? But that had happened in Goldcrown, too… But things had repeated somewhat from the story. The fight with the Raven, the Festival of the Crows… He knew The Prince and The Raven well enough by now that he didn't need to look up the one little bit with Princess Tutu in it. The few lines given her would be enough to work from. And besides, he had known Princess Tutu himself! For a while anyway. Well, Duck as Tutu. But they were supposed to be the same character, really – or close enough. Other than the gracefulness. And cleverness. And dancing skill…
The Prince and the Raven: Chapter OneThe Prince and the Raven: Chapter One by Waifine
Darkness is Banished
Once upon a time, there was a king and a queen who wanted a child more than any treasure in the world. But when a prince was at last born to the aging couple, they learned that his fate would be to protect all weak things even at the cost of his life. 
Mime, the old king of the land, stared into the face of his dearest friend, feeling in that moment the full burden of a heavy heart. They had been through much together. Many wars. Too many, if he was honest. And he did always try to be honest, just as the man before him did. It was because of this that his next question was so entirely hollow and lackluster. "You are certain?"
The Court Mage, with his long flowing beard that touched the carpeted floor, nodded solemnly. He was a haggard man. Life, and the Sight that he possessed, had weighed with him over the years. "I am afraid there can be no doubt. Your son shall grow into a man who loves everyone.