Cammy Desu

Since breaking up with Cebola, Mônica decides to spend the rest of her life with Do Contra. However, something happens to the gang that makes her change her mind, and go free. The gang travels to California, on a warrant from the school, to do research work on the abandoned house they will contain in an empty neighborhood. Ghosts, Monsters, Vampires, Zombies, among others, are only considered to exist in horror tales and urban legends. However, none of them mention spirits. Magali will discover revelations about her mysterious witch powers.

Cammy Desu

- Chico, we need to talk seriously. - Heh?! Did something happen Rosie? - Yes, something very serious. -What?! - Our Dating.

_may2023_

Mônica e Cebola eram conhecidos por uma coisa: as constantes discussões entre os dois. Parecia que nunca conseguiam concordar em nada, mas enfim eles s conseguiram reatar o namoro e construir uma vida juntos. Depois de terem se casado, finalmente tinham encontrado a paz que tanto procuravam. Claro, ainda havia algumas discussões aqui e ali afinal, continuavam a ser eles. Mas tinham aprendido a compreender-se e a enfrentar os problemas lado a lado. Tinham construído uma vida juntos e sentiam que, acontecesse o que acontecesse, conseguiriam enfrentar tudo. Estavam preparados para qualquer desafio que a vida lhes pudesse trazer. Qualquer coisa... menos cuidar de uma criança.

Circo Macabro é uma das minhas histórias favoritas Docônica (TMJ série 1, #80 e #81) No entanto, eu queria que fosse um pouco mais macabra e tivesse um pouco mais de circo :/ Resolvi então fazer uma reescrita do original, colocando mais romance no namoro dos dois, um pouquinho mais de tensão na história e (se tudo der certo) criar uma atmosfera sombria e de mistério. É uma homenagem acima de tudo E justiça ao DC, que não precisava ser comparado ao Cebola a cada duas falas, ou que podia ter mais personalidade do que "não gosto, porque é clichê"

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O ser humano se move a fim de alcançar aquilo que tanto almeja, podendo se utilizar de caminhos considerados mais ou menos corretos. Todavia, seria possível caminhar livre de medos sem saber de fato onde, como e quando os sonhos se concretizarão?

The Tales of One Thousand and One Nights save the young sultana from decapitation and make her too important to die, both for the sultan, her husband and executioner, and for literature. The name of Scheherazade has endured for more than centuries, evoking a story of survival and wonderful love that will never be forgotten. Letters in themselves have the reputation of being items of anxiety: exchanges between two distant correspondents, long and distressing waits... Responses that take too long and do not alleviate longing... If they contained a story that never ends , they would force the recipient to wait for the next one, always wanting more... And if the sender didn't need an immediate response, the longer they wait, the better. You'll have a better chance of success if that's the case... Sending 1001 letters seemed like a good idea. Writing them would require discipline and dedication, but above all time and patience. And what better time to start a costly, agonizing, tedious and practically impossible task than now? What if I told you a love story? One of the good ones? Well, it can't be known, it has to be original so she has nowhere to look other than the letters. It needs to be intriguing, but not fastidious. Neither short nor long... Princesses are always cool, but it's cliché that they end up with Prince Charming. Even worse if they spend the whole story waiting for him. No. It needs to be interesting and crazy enough to hold attention... It can have several cores that overlap, or even end and start others... Yes. To write such a story, I would need to be like Scheherazade, the character who encapsulated the various voices of the East and its wonderful tales. It's beautiful. Like a ghost from several centuries narrating an infinite story, seducing its curious listeners. It would be really cool... However, 1001?! Only a crazy person would agree. But that's how normal people refer to people in love...