Color Testing Thread

I really like it. All the colors blend together nicely, and they seem to belong together.
The only thing I would have to say that could be negative is that the 463c0a is a little dark, and I have to strain to read it, however, that could just be me.
If I'm not the only one, maybe lightening it up just a bit more ?


I probably couldn't find any colors that matched well like the ones you have, so, I won't offer any certain colors.

This maybe as a replacement for
this
comparing to make sure it's not identical

or

darker even


But that's just my opinion. Yeah.
Otherwise, they are good. It's just the white speech which presents an issue for me.

Thoughts: This
Speech: This
Other people's speech: This


I step foot into the dark road, and I see nobody except a man sitting in the corner, his hands wrapped around a small cup. He looked horribly beat up, and I frown at the condition. I take a few steps towards him, and he looks up at me.
"If you are here to stab me and take my money, you can just ask for it. I'm not going to prove to be much of a fight." The man croaks, and I feel sorry for him. I reach into my jacket, and pull out the fresh loaf of bread from earlier.
"I wouldn't end a life sir." I mutter, and toss the bread into his hands. His eyes light up, and I see water start to grow on them.
"I would get up to thank you properly, but I'm not sure I can. My bones are weak, and I've been laying here for months. Thank you boy. You are a life saver."
I smile, but feel depressed on the inside. I'm not a lifesaver. I would've never been able to save Sammie had I not had Aaron. Speaking of Aaron, I guess he never followed after I left. Oh well, it's good that he's not out here. I wouldn't want him to have to have a chance of getting attacked. Once I process the thought, I hear the sound. I immediately turn around to see the six men.
"Look at this boys! Looks like we got a middle-classer." The tallest one laughs. I take a step back, and hit the wall. They surround me, and I gulp. I know where this is going.
"Listen. I'm not here to fight. We should just talk things through."
"Alright. We'll talk, you listen. I want all your money you have. Your clothes as well."
"I can't do that sir. I have no money with m-" I can't finish because I'm screaming. I look down, and see the knife planted in my stomach. Blood starts to drip from my mouth, and I curse quietly.
"Does pretty boy have any more objections?" The man's hand closes around the blade, and he pushes it farther in, and even begins to curve it up. I cough up blood, and it hits the man's face. He just ignores it, and pushes the blade in further. Then I hear a gunshot. My shoulder starts to feel like it's torn to pieces. I risk a glance, and see that it is torn to pieces. One of the men pulls the gun back. He places it on my other shoulder, and then shoots again. I throw up more blood, this time mixed with bile. My anger is building. I can feel my blood pumping. Then I hear the old man mutter something.
"You boys need to leave this kid alone!" His voice isn't very commanding. I take a look over at him, just in time to see the man shoot a bullet into the elderly man's head. He slumps back, and his head hits the wall. His position is creepy, because his eyes are locked right on me. My anger is about to burst now. This man didn't need to die. The adrenaline surges through me, and I yell out. I push myself off the wall, and throw a punch at the man who stabbed me. He staggers back, and his nose starts gushing blood. I take a kick at his stomach, and that sends him flying into the wall. His friends only notice now. They are confused, so I move in towards the man. I grab onto his head, and I slam it back against the wall. I hear a crack, and then I know I knocked him out. Bile flows into my mouth, and I spit it out. Then I look at the other man. Another shot goes off, and I feel something plowing into my chest. I fall backwards, and start to feel really cold. I see the guy aim at his friend, and shoot a bullet into his head. Then I close my eyes.
"What was that shot?!" I hear a voice shout. I know the Peacekeepers have come.
"Let's get outta here man!" One of the guys says, and I hear them run away. I hear more footsteps. Then they get close.
"The one there on the ground is still breathing." I hear one of the Peacekeepers say.
"He has a gun in his hand. Maybe he shot the two people, and then tried to kill himself." I have a gun in my hand? I feel a few hands grab hold of me, and lift me up. Then I loose consciousness.

luna - Awesome Idea (:

Edge - I love them. They fit really well, and they fit Ocean's personality too.

glitter . - If you want me to be brutally honest, they don't fit well. The pink and purple do, however, there is that random green that just really stands out in a possibly negative way. As for the purple, it's a little dark, and I had to strain my eyes to actually read it. But, it could just be me. If you want my opinion, stick with the same temperature. If you check out Aya's guide on colors in RP Tutoring, you will find a link to Hues Hub. If you like the pink as writing, then stick to the purplish, pinkish colors. Not green.
But that's just my opinion.