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Dear sir i have got animated movie for you for the prize Project title - true friendship Brief synopsis - facebook link of animation movie - https://www.facebook.com/watch/?v=2884703851848285 Website-https://sites.google.com/view/dfilms/home Twitter- Dheerajfilms1 Instagram-dfilms_ animation Directors name- dheeraj Writers name - dheeraj Keycast name - scoopy - the dog Project title - animation Generes- animation movie Runtime- 10 mins Completion date- 21/5/2/2021 Production budget 7000usd Country of origin india Country of filming india First time film making yes Language- animation Film color - blue Shooting format - digital blue My phone number is 91 country code india followed by prefix 0 then my mobile number- 8375982083 Address - house number 123, apartment anand kunj , location vikas puri, new delhi , india , postal code - 110018 Hope you enjoy the film!!! Regards Dheeraj dheerajawasthimscit@gmail

Dunia impian para manusia yang tidak betah dengan dunia aslinya. Dunia yang membuat apapun, di manapun, dan kapanpun sesuatu itu bisa terjadi. Dunia yang tidak pernah dianggap nyata. Hari ini, Choi Jina, membuktikan bahwa dunia animasi itu nyata keberadaanya. Di umurnya yang ke 18 tahun, ia berpindah dimensi. Apakah yang akan terjadi? yuk simak ceritanya

Thomas a mafia lord, feared by all, cherished by the ladies for his unaiding cuteness although he's always silent and speak less, his aura can not be ignored. lorita a high school student , who knew nothing about the world, who lives to enjoy the coolness of the world , she's confident, fearless,rude , nevertheless cute. Liam ,Thomas step brother, very cunny , dangerous, friendly , handsome and friendly. what will happen when Thomas meets lorita , will he be able to tolerate her rudeness? what about Liam will be able to get lorita's love? let's find out

Nathan Crosby has a gambling addiction that cost him almost everything he owns. When he tries to run out on newcomer Leroy in a backroom poker game, his troubles escalate. Leroy is not what he appears to be, nor does he have any intention of letting Nathan off the hook. On the contrary, he has an extremely interesting way of obtaining all he is owed.<br><br>Unfortunately for Nathan, the payment will be far larger than the initial debt. He will be marked by every lie he has ever told, and the punishment won’t end there -- he is forced to join a circus peopled with others who have crossed Leroy.<br><br>It isn’t all bad, though. He’s introduced to Karl, the circus strongman, whose caravan he shares, and the two develop strong feelings for one another. But is the love of a good man enough to soothe the agony Nathan must endure as part of his punishment? Is there an escape from his bizarre new life? And, if there is an end, will Karl be there with him to enjoy it?

The world had always been strange, but cryptids had taken it to a whole new level of bizarre. After a run-in with one of those creatures, I woke up to find out I had become an Esper. Of course, that meant the DPO wasted no time in recruiting me as one of their so-called "special agents." And my power? Oh, just the ability to turn any inanimate object into a cute, female humanoid construct with its own unique abilities. Because of course, in a world where the power scale was beyond broken, the government was rotten to the core, and reality itself had layers I never even knew existed, why not throw that into the mix? Now, as the new guy on the block, I had to figure out how to navigate this mess—before it got me killed. What to expect: *No harem (promise) *Strange powers *Cryptids (very strange cryptids) *World-building based on an altered reality *Lots of cute girls *An unexpectedly serious story

Synopsis: On Earth, gaming isn't just a hobby; it’s a way of life. Gamers are revered, their earnings rivaling those of CEOs and their influence shaping governments. At the very top stands Malachi Reed, the Immortal, a title reserved for the best of the best. For 20 years, he dominated the gaming world, leading his team, The Emperors, to countless victories. But fame comes with enemies. On the way to a championship event, Malachi and his team are ambushed by Team Blazers, their bitter rivals. What should’ve been a celebration turned into a bloodbath. When Malachi opened his eyes again, it wasn’t on Earth—it was in Tattooria, a fantasy world where the stakes are as high as in his games, but now his life is the currency. Reincarnated with his gaming instincts intact, Malachi finds himself in a world of swordplay, magic, and a mysterious system that feels eerily like the games he once ruled. But here, there are no respawns, no save points, and no teammates. With only his wits and his will to survive, Malachi must carve his path from the bottom once more. Will he rise to become the Immortal of Tattooria, or will this world be the ultimate boss that finally ends his streak? The game might have changed, but Malachi is still playing to win. Game on.

A young boy rewriting his love story against all odds. Changing the narrative and giving it what it really should be. He is going to be broken but he will certainly see the light.

“Aoi! Aoi!” Yunho says as he holds his son in his lap with excitement. The three old giggles as he claps his chubby hands together as he stands with his chubby legs on his father's lap looking at the huge flat-screen television. “You see momma!” Yunho says as he holds his son upon his lap as they are in the backroom of the stadium watching Jaejoong perform. Fumikomu ze akuseru Kake hiki wa nai sa sou da yo Yoru wo nukeru Nejikomu sa saigo ni Sashihiki zero sa, sou da yo Hibi wo kezuru Kokoro wo sotto hiraite Gyutto hiki yosetara Todoku yo kitto tsutau yo motto Saa Yunho grins at his son’s excitement and he then looks at the television and he closes his eyes for a bit as the grin never leaves his face. “Look at my pooch shine,” Yunho says under his breath as he removes Haru from his lap and sits the child next to him. Iki isoide shiboritotte Motsureru ashi dakedo mae yori Zutto sou, tooku e Ubaitotte tsukandatte Kimi ja nai nara Imi wa nai no sa Dakara motto... haruka kanata “Let’s go see momma backstage, Aoi,” Yunho says standing up and Aoi shakes his head with excitement and he jumps off the couch. Yunho puts on a pair of black sunglasses and he then grabs one of Aoi’s hands and leads him out of the backroom. They then start walking down an empty long hallway quietly as they make their way to the backstage area. Yunho walks with his eyes closed one hand holding Aoi’s and the other in his black fitted pants pocket. Yunho keeping his eyes closed hears another pair of steps other than his own and Aoi’s walking towards. Yunho slowly opens his eyes to see Changmin walking towards them with his lead guitar around his back and his hands stuffed into his pants pockets. Yunho smirks and he closes his eyes and continues to walk, and it was like time had stopped in slow motion as they passed each other. Changmin opened his eyes just a bit and he glanced at the child that Yunho is holding hands with.  A small frown graced itself upon Changmin’s face as he gazed at the child making Yunho smirk even further. Yunho then stops and Aoi looks at his father with confusion as to why they had stopped walking. Yunho then crouches down and he whispers something in Aoi’s ear and the child smiles as he runs ahead. Yunho then turned to fully look at Changmin and he slowly takes off his sunglasses to reveal his sharp hazel eyes. “Mhm, I see you recognized in knowing your place,” Yunho says under his breath making Changmin frown deep on his face. “You don’t love him- “Changmin starts but Yunho interrupts him. “And you do?” Yunho says with a light chuckle. “more like someone to please you the most,” Yunho says looking at Changmin with sharp eyes. “And like you didn’t do that as well. You don’t love Jaejoong you just want him around for your fucking ego…You only love yourself.” Changmin says with matching sharp eyes. Yunho shrugs his shoulders. “That’s funny because it sounds like you are describing yourself.” “You bastard,” Changmin says under his breath lowly. Yunho shrugs his shoulders again. “Call me what you want to cause in the end he came to me.” Says Yunho and with that he puts his sunglasses on and turns. “Ah, also you see whose's genes are the strongest,” Yunho says smirking as he knows he done hit a nerve in Changmin, and he starts walking away.

This is the story of the life of All4potatoes which include Shahirah, Desree, Sofea and Dylan. (There are some side characters that effect the story just as much as the main characters do but are not good enough to be a main character) (Also keep in mind that these are not entirely true)

In a world where memories weave the fabric of reality, Michael finds himself transported to a city like no other—a place where the forgotten past breathes life into the present. It is a place where shadows of stories and fragments of experiences refuse to fade, existing in hidden corners and silent echoes. Here, every choice, every step, has the power to reshape history and carve pathways into the future. As Michael explores this strange, alluring city, he begins to sense an unseen force at work. Memories long dismissed resurface in the faces he encounters, each life a reflection of forgotten pains, untold joys, and unfinished stories. But he soon learns that to remember is not without risk: a single ripple can transform lives, unravel bonds, or alter reality itself. Drawn into a community of enigmatic storytellers, Michael stands at a crossroad. He faces the temptation to alter the past in the hope of creating a better future, yet the price of doing so remains unknown. Guided by an enigmatic woman and a storyteller whose words resonate with hidden truths, he must confront the weight of his own memories and the allure of influence. Caught between honoring the stories that shaped him and risking everything to change them, Michael’s journey unfolds in a delicate balance. The choice he makes could ignite hope in a world built on echoes, but it might also fracture the very foundation of existence. City of Echoes is a tale of memory, connection, and the intricate dance between fate and choice, where the past is as alive as the present, and every story—even the forgotten ones—has a life of its own.