#we're looking for

[ryan-masamune-of-oshu]

We're on a quest to find his bae!

[winnersbymistxke]

( mvdita )

Waking up is instantly a regretful decision for Sloane thanks to the aggressive pounding in her head. Nothing a couple of painkillers can’t solve, but she would still rather be asleep than suffering for half the morning. Fuck, she can’t even remember much of last night—well, anything from last night right, really. Especially how she got back to her hotel room. Well, a hotel room. She doesn’t quite recognize it once her eyes finally adjust to the light and come into focus. A chuckle passes her lips when the thought of it resembling a honeymoon suite crosses her mind. Well, that is until she realizes it looks disturbingly similar to a honeymoon suite. At least what she would imagine one would look like, anyway. “Fuck,” she mutters to herself as she pushes herself up into the sitting position, groaning at the sharp pain in her head and the nausea in her stomach. Once she figures out where the hell she is, she’s getting breakfast. Preferably something greasy and filled with lots of protein. It isn’t until she’s rubbing the sleep from her eyes that she notices there’s something on her finger. A ringer, obviously. On her ring finger. The one usually reserved for wedding rings. “Fuck,” she hisses and refuses to even turn around and look at the person she may or may not have married under the influence. Actually, it’s just a ring. A stupid, fake gumball machine looking ring. It’s possible she didn’t even get married. It’s probably just some big, elaborate joke than her drunken self took way too far. Then again, there are vague memories coming back, but it’s all such a blur that she can’t be sure. Finally, after forcing herself to turn around, she nudges the person who was sleeping beside her. “Hey, wake up,” she tells them, leaning over to see that it’s only her friend Emmy. Panic rises for a moment as she glances down at her friend’s hand, noticing a similarly tacky ring on the same finger. “Emmy!” she says a little too loudly as she shoves the other aggressively. “What the fuck did we do last night?”

[thisiselision]

Join the Creative Side.

The Elision Team is yet again having an expansion and we want YOU to be a part of it! We’re looking for content creators that can push the envelope, we need minds that think there is no box, no boundaries, we need people who stand out. We need team members who can give us a little of their time, energy and talent and don’t mind contributing to every issue. We are calling for:

Writers If you have a plethora of poetry, fiction, relevant musings and other compulsively readable material, please share it with us! Send us a portfolio (.doc format), and we’d love it if it could be diverse and you feel it’s your best.

Illustrators, Designers and Graphic Artists We’ll be using your work for covers and to help readers picture articles and fiction. Maybe even for a spread! Mail us a portfolio with at least five images (.png format), at least 500px in width.

Photographers We’ve never done an on-location shoot for a cool photo feature or cover before, but it sounds incredibly fun! We’re on the lookout for concert snappers, but it’d be awesome to have photographers who have their own style and never lose ideas regarding the next perfect shot and have a story to tell through their pictures. Send in a portfolio with at least five snaps (.png format), also at least 500px in width.

Application Details Drop us a line at [email protected] with your name, age, school (if you still go to one), contact details and an attached compressed folder file of your portfolio. Submission is until February 15, 2015 (Sunday). We can’t wait to work with you!