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The Rules of the Game

Hello traveler! Welcome to :iconthecritiquables:.

some simple rules:

:bulletblue: Submissions are accepted only in the "Submission" folder

:bulletblue: mature content is surely allowed, with a tag.

:bulletblue: If you submit art, you will need to comment/critique on works featured in "Unappreciated works"
and comment on the journal with the title of the work or link

:bulletblue: Each work submitted will get one critique/comment from the Admin

:bulletblue: If either party (writer/criticizer) is rude, I want you to contact the Admin and they'll deal with it.

:bulletblue: We are accepting Admins so if you are interested, Note NotenSMSK!

:bulletblue: all the regular dA rules apply

:bulletred: Here is the Link to the present unappreciated feature!…

Folder information:

:bulletyellow: GiD / DiD / Mature; Guy or Damsel in Distress. This means somebody is in peril.
I think "mature" speaks for itself really.
:bulletyellow: OC = original characters so for when YOU have created your characters
:bulletyellow: Fanfic: for fictions with character created by somebody else
:bulletyellow: The one Shot folders are for stories that only have the 1 part that you want to submit
:bulletyellow: Chapter stories folders are for when you have written/are writing a piece that consists out more then 1 piece.
:bulletyellow: Poetry is where all the poems and the like go.

:bulletyellow: Featured is the folder where a work we feel should be appreciated, goes

:bulletpurple:If you have any questions, suggestion or issues please don't hesitate to let us know :bulletpurple:
Ladies and Gentlemen, we did it!! :dummy:

Welcome to 2015!

So, the works for this month are:


One of this group's most regular member, deserves a just mention here:

Man Of Stone
There was a great man of stone bricks. He watched the people from atop a mountain. Everybody in the town feared his wrath, as he was ten stories high. So people behaved, and he never needed to intervene.
After a century or two, people began to wonder if the stone man could move at all. They collected in a mob and tried to hurt the stone man, assuming it was just a pile of rocks. They were unable to make the stone man move, so they turned their frustration on the rest of the town.
The stone man looked down on the town, falling apart before him. People were killing each other, stores were looted, and violence was everywhere. Seeing the atrocity before him, the stone man finally decided to end things himself. He started to stand, but nothing was holding the bricks of his body together, and he started to crumble under his own weight. He watched as his fingers disintegrated before his eyes. He watched his legs give out beneath him. Finally, he watched his body give way and create a rock ava
The Human, Short Change, Act 2, Page 24 by jackgunski The Human, Short Change, Act 2, Page 23 by jackgunski


Another really good addition to this group. And although he hasn't uploaded much recently, I do feel that this work deserves mention:

[Amy] Burn, Baby, Burn: Ch. 1"OK, guys, we're bound to be getting close now.  Step lightly and try to keep up."  The smell of crude oil and countless other chemicals filled the air as we followed Tails through an intricate maze of pipes, tanks, and other industrial equipment.  Off in the distance, tall stacks resembling radio antennas piped out exhaust gases that made the golden hues of the setting sun waver as if seen through a fire.  I was clearly out of my element, traipsing around a chemical plant for the very first time, and so I took all my cues from the red echidna right in front of me, who apparently was doing the same with the blue hedgehog in front of him; it made me think that Knuckles wasn't exactly a veteran to this type of setting either.  And why were the four of us here in the first place?  Well, I overheard Tails talking to Sonic yesterday about having flown over the area, and spotting suspicious activity at ground level.  Whatever activity it was must've been co [Sonic] Sick of It: Ch. 1"OK, guys, we're bound to be getting close now.  Step lightly and try to keep up."  The smell of crude oil and countless other chemicals filled the air as we followed Tails through an intricate maze of pipes, tanks, and other industrial equipment.  Off in the distance, tall stacks resembling radio antennas piped out exhaust gases that made the golden hues of the setting sun waver as if seen through a fire.  It had been ages since I had personally set foot in a chemical plant, and I knew for sure that it was a first for Knuckles and Amy, who kept in tight formation right behind me.  The only reason why we were here in the first place was because Tails happened to be flying over the plant the day before, and his eagle eyes spotted some kind of suspicious activity at ground level.  What exactly that activity was, he hadn't made clear to us, but having already encountered and disabled (to put it politely) several of Robotnik's robot goons, we had no reason to [Stella] The Savage Beast: Ch. 1Ever have one of those days where your mind just blanks out and entire lengths of time pass where you aren't aware of what's going on?  That must've been what happened to me today, because I surely had no other explanation of how I found myself on a cobblestone path, passing underneath the foliage of different kinds of trees.  But the day was warm and sunny with a few fluffy clouds in the sky, so I guess things could've been worse.  Around me, I could hear the sounds of children laughing and playing...I must've ended up in a city park.  But exactly why I was here continued to elude my mind; I didn't have any recollection of planning to go to a park today, but figured that if I was here, it had to be for a reason.  Hoping that I'd spot something to help jog my memory, I continued walking along the path, continuously panning the landscape with my eyes.  Nothing about the park seemed unusual.  But I wish I'd paid a little more attention to


Woman PleaseWoman Please,
Not another bitter moment;
On a late night excursion into self pity.
Half-baked narcissist.
Why should you deserve any (pity)?
Oh we all get it,
Poor me life is hard;
And my sister used me as her whipping girl:
Get over it.
Oh, what's that you say?
You were going to get up on your high horse,
and preach about secular oppression?
Stupid little girl,
We've already been there before.
We all know that it's just an excuse,
For you to pretend you know something of the world.
What's that?
You want to pose another question
Into feminine life,
Or talk about your icky girl times?
Foolish malcontent,
Find another line of reason,
And stick to common sense.
Nothing else gives off such an overused stench.
The truth is, we've heard it all before...
I know every thought that,
Runs through that silly little head of yours:
And none of it is worth the memory of this notepad.
You think you're good enough;
To mince words with the Best of us?
You really are a good-for-nothing-kind-of-poet.
Hope in LiesI will never give you hope in lies
I replied when he asked me with those too innocent eyes,
About religion and why I always kept it from him.
Too young I thought at the time,
He's far too young to know these things.
But of course he gets an education.
Teachers speak around it but don't modify too often;
But it's the other children anyway, whispering in corners or
Speaking out loud for that matter of how special they are,
That teaches my son of things I've left unspoken.
God is inescapable.
My son is hurt at first of course,
A betrayal it is to him,
That everyone else is uniquely special even "chosen" perhaps.
And he is left as something less, a cursed 'nonbeliever,'
As some are wont to call us.
But he learns quickly,
It doesn't take a genius to notice that people who pray
Aren't protected from the bad things any better than anyone else
And the Bible is just another thing that catches dust.


A wonderful new addition to our group - a new start, a new beginning, and a new ray of hope for us. :) Welcome to TheCritiquables .

Celsia: Chapter 1From one bed, two Roses shall bloom; the first black as night with thorns hard as onyx, the second as soft and white as snow.  The Black Rose shall attempt to smother the White Rose to siege control of their shared soil; this will be the first of many attempts to uproot the White Rose. To prevent this, the White must have strong roots and constantly be tended; she must be protected and taught to grow her own thorns.  The White Rose must fully bloom; if she does not, all shall wilt under eternal darkness.
Chapter 1
    Two elven children stood in the middle of the training yard with wooden swords in hand and looked up at their instructor, who rubbed the bridge of his nose with eyes closed.  Aren Vanum had been assigned to begin training for two young squires from the province of Ernin, and it was proving more of a challenge than he had anticipated.  Virn, the elder of the two, was clever and mouthy, never missi
Where Have You Been?Everything seemed to blur around him for a moment as he gained his bearings.  The light pierced his eyes, and he squeezed them shut against it, even though there was no pain.  As he slowly reopened them, he came to find that he was back home…  At least, he thought it was home.  The buildings seemed familiar, and the people all looked the same; there was just something…off about his surroundings, though he couldn’t put his finger on it.
He walked forward through the crowd, and he found it odd that everyone seemed at calm and happy.  He knew that she’d completed the mission and the years that followed had been extremely prosperous, but he didn’t remember everyone being so at peace.  Was he dreaming?  It would explain why nothing seemed to be in perfect focus until he touched it.
It hadn’t occurred to him until now that his eyes had fully adjusted to the immense amount of ambient light that surrounded h
Celsia: Chapter 2Chapter 2
    Daelir sat at his desk writing a letter to his father, the quill twitching incessantly as it flew over the page.  The book he had picked up from the library sat to the side unopened.  He hadn’t even read the title before he picked it out.  In all honesty, he hadn’t had a good reason for stopping at the library.  He saw Velia meticulously researching and couldn’t help but stare.  She had failed to notice his presence, even after switching to another book.  He had watched her take notes on what appeared to be her third piece of parchment, her hand gently gripping the plume.  His curiosity got the better of him; what on earth was she so focused on?
    He belatedly realized he should’ve simply enjoyed the view and moved on, rather than disturbing her.  Her behavior towards him hadn’t entirely caught him by surprise, though her words still

And well, the rules:

Now, the rules for submission are as follows:
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* Number of deviations featured is based on how many critiques are given – they are equal to the number of critiques – one up till three.
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jackgunski Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2014
*looks for a new feature...* Nope...
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Oct 26, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Sorry, the new feature hasn't been uploaded yet. Mostly waiting for the end of the month for now.
jackgunski Featured By Owner Oct 26, 2014
Taking the month off? :D
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
No, no. Will get to the deviations. Just been too busy lately.
LindaBostic Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Oh, hey..thanx for the add.....
astrid-chan26 Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014
sorry for the stupid question but... how do i do this:
"comment on the journal with the title of the work or link"
i already commented on a unnapreciated work malintra-shadowmoon.deviantart…
shehrozeameen Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
1) Go here:  Unappreciated Works Feature #17 (new format)hi everyone :wave:
I do sincerely apologize for the temporary closing of the submissions folder. :raincloud: Really, really sorry for the inconvenience.
The new feature for the month of June is up.
And this time with some restructuring as well as a new layout that might be easier for everyone to follow :dummy:
*people's response*
So, the works for the month of June are:



The LAFTAW Agents - Alternative Character Intros by bookloverblue The LAFTAW Agents - The Hunt is On by bookloverblue
Spelunking by Fundelstein Masquerade by Fundelstein There's Lots of Splendor in Serkonos by Fundelstein
UNFINISHED: Night by mjponso Consequence by mjponso [Amy] Burn, Baby, Burn: Ch. 1 by mjponso
Now, the rules for submission are as follows:
• One critique allows you to submit one deviations, two critiques allows you to submit three deviations and three critiques or more allows you to submit five de

2) on your critique, add about 100 more words. Describe what it meant for you, whether you feel that it can be improved. Things like any line which stood out and why, or whether there was some book or concept from the poem which you really liked as it evoked a nostalgia or something. And finally, on an ending note, what was the take home message you got from the poem.

3) Copy the link of your comment (click on the "comment" link on the header of the comment) and paste it onto the journal which has been linked.

4) Then you can submit.

And it isn't a stupid question. Its an FAQ we get often, don't worry about it. Follow these steps and you'll be fine.

By the way, Welcome to the group :)
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