Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby BadgerBuddies » Wed Apr 24, 2019 2:18 pm

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Name: Shantam
(Indian for shy and quiet man)
Gender: Bull







“The loneliest moment in
someone’s life is when they are
watching their whole world fall apart,
and all they can do is stare blankly”
~F. Scott Fitzgerald
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“I don’t know what you’re so worried about, no one is even gonna notice! No one’s gonna be looking back there! Just please go out and play with the other kids. If you keep saying no when they ask you to hang out, they’re gonna stop inviting you to do stuff! Is that really what you want? No friends?”

Shantam moped about as his mother went on one of her typical rants. He had learned to just tune her out, but this day his frustration reached a boiling point, and he could not contain his emotions any longer. He erupted with tears as he screamed back at his mother.

“It doesn’t even matter! They’ll take one look at me and decide not to be my friend! Better to stay inside and avoid it then drag out the pain!”

His mother just glared at him for a moment, for he dared to talk back to her. She didn’t have long to feel angry with her son, however. “Mom, I’m sorry. You just don’t understand. I’m different! They’ll think I’m a freak. I just…” His sentence ended abruptly as he flung himself into his mother’s embrace.

She hugged her son tightly. It was hard to watch him struggle with his self confidence and feel as though he doesn’t belong in the herd. She knew that the other cows and babies didn’t see Shantam as different, despite him being born without a tail, but any way she tried to make him realize that, he just couldn’t understand. “I know you’re different” she says softly, “but that’s what makes you incredible.”

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Shantam would come to regret not learning sooner that he needed to put himself out there. His mother was right all along; the other cows eventually stopped asking him to come and play, because they already knew the answer would be no. A real friend wouldn’t have judged him for the way he looked. He knows it now, and he kicks himself every day for not realizing that sooner. He ended up never having any friends throughout his childhood. Only his mother was by his side. His existence felt so lonely.

As an adult bull, it became even harder to find friends. Shantam is an extremely shy bull, and this is on top of the fact that he is still incredibly self conscious about his missing tail. Introducing himself to a group of new cows would be far too terrifying for him. He wished he could have listened to his mother’s advice as a calf, and have made friends to grow with. Every day, he looks out of his window, hoping that one of these days the other cows try again and knock on his door, inviting him out. But each day that passes, he loses more and more hope that he will ever make a friend.


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Like most children, Shantam loved to watch cartoons, maybe even more so than normal children, as he always felt very lonely. His favorite show as a calf was hands down Winnie the Pooh. Most kids connected with the sweet and lovable bear, but that was not the character who captured Shantam’s heart. That honor would go to Eeyore, the glum little donkey, who was loved by his friends nevertheless.

Shantam felt as though he could relate to Eeyore, and that’s why he quickly became his favorite. Thanks to him, Shantam felt less alone. He wished he could have a group of friends to be as supportive as him no matter what, just like Eeyore. As a calf, Shantam even drew inspiration from his favorite plush donkey, and crafted himself a fake tail out of fabric, complete with the little pink bow at the end to match Eeyore’s. He loved to wear it around and pretend it was really his missing tail.
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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby sentimental » Wed Apr 24, 2019 2:21 pm

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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby Wileyfangs » Wed Apr 24, 2019 2:28 pm

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    Prompt:
    There's dust in the air, rolling across the plains. Hooves are steady, beating against the sand and stone, the ground giving way underneath and kicking up more dust. Somewhere behind as he runs through the arid land, he hears them. The Wranglers. Their shouts and cries against the wind making him shiver for fear. Somewhere behind him the crack of the whip. His legs were running, the sting of cuts and bruises sharp against his sides, but his eyes narrowed in determination. The horizon was all he could see as the range of the sun setting in the west stained the land in bright, burning color.

    The sun. It warmed him. It burned. Filled him with hope and desperation with each steady clop of his hooves against the heated dirt. Somewhere up ahead however he saw it. The sun was getting blotted out, swallowed whole by something, the dust getting hotter, the winds whipping up in a thunderous howl. He'd never seen anything like it in his life. One minute, the earth was plain under his hooves strong and dependable. The next his hooves were sinking into sand and world around him was engulfed in a storm of dust.

    Never before had he ever felt such stifling heat that it seared against him, stung at his wounds and body. The sand was gritty, and he had to duck his head against the onslaught. Somewhere behind he could hear the Wranglers still calling for him, no doubt wanting to take him back to the bull ranch, but Elijah could not be moved to obey. Not after what he discovered. Not after Roxanne left. The guilt churned low in his belly and his ears lowered, remembering. The sand whipped about harshly and the voices faded from the storm. Elijah pressed on.

    It was strange to think about how young she was back then. How young the group had been before they left. And it was only when they'd left that he'd understood what she'd been trying to say when bulls...they began disappearing. One every few days. Never anyone that would be noticed, like the big and brash personalities of fearsome Miguel or enigmatic Hozier. The sand howled around him like an accusation and Elijah narrowed his eyes against the storm. No. It was the little ones that didn't stay long. The weak and tired, like Golem, with no will to fight back. The inexperienced like Petri, who had no business being near a bullfighting ring. The heat all around him was heavy on his back, unmoving and uncaring and with each step his legs wobbled on the sand. Roxanne had been right to leave and he'd called her a fool to do so. Now here in this sand storm burdened with his knowledge, he realized he'd been the true fool all along, he could only wonder after the three cows and hope somehow he'd find them. But the guilt burned like a fire simmering and long. And he'd have to bear it.
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Postby yeena » Wed Apr 24, 2019 2:48 pm

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    Nervously, Yahtzee wrung his hands around against his chest. It was his first day on his internship in the temple and he wasn't sure how to feel at the moment. The white robes that hung off of him felt too loose and too expensive for him. Along with that, he didn't even have a cool name like some of the other interns. He was Yahtzee. Despite this paranoia blooming in his stomach, he took a deep breath and held his chin up high.

    He extended his hand out to shake the grinning man in front of him. Hesitantly smiling back, he watched the man suddenly shake and jump while a brief buzz filled the quiet air around them. Yahtzee stared at the man who was looking at his hand, equipped with a buzzer.
    Everyone around him stifled a laugh in the professional environment but he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride surge through him.

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    Yahtzee giggled, hands poking out from behind the corner that he was hiding behind. In front of him he had summoned a spring trap; designed to surprise an unsuspecting victim when they crossed his invisible line.
    It was mere moments before he heard a startled yelp, followed by an angry call of his name. He couldn't stop the laughing that erupted from him. This was his third prank in the last day; just another one to his collection of thousands in the past year. After his lungs started to hurt, he stepped out from behind his corner and was met with the fiery gaze of Eichi.
    Still grinning, he leaned comfortably against the wall.
    "What's up, Eichi?"
    Eichi had confetti and glitter plastered over their ethereal body, though it didn't cover up the fury written across Eichi's face. Yahtzee snickered once more before pushing off of the wall and waltzing by him.
    "It'll fade in an hour or so. You know how this unworldly summons work."

    -

    "You're leaving."

    Yahtzee snorted in response, his signature grin creeping across his face.
    "Nice attempt, but there's more to a joke than that. Didn't know you knew how to joke, though."
    The man looked at the other god with a relaxed face before noticing something off. Susanoo wasn't grinning or laughing at his own joke. He was staring at Yahtzee with cold and serious eyes. Yahtzee shifted slightly uncomfortably where he was standing in the room.
    Teal eyes beaming, he suddenly felt more eyes on him and the room wasn't where they once were. Reality shifted around him and he saw every other god and worker in the room with him and Susanoo. His head was spinning. He felt like he might faint. He felt a lot of things.

    "This isn't a joke."

    "Until you figure yourself out, your powers are voided."

    It was over like that. Yahtzee woke up in a pond with koi poking at him. Instead of white robes covering his legs, he had bare, dirty skin.

    He doubled over and sobbed.





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    Yahtzee held his hand out across the water, almost pulling back after thinking about it for a bit. He bit his tongue, hard, while he slowly reached out a finger and dipped it into the calm surface of the pond. The koi swimming around suddenly moved towards the disturbance of the water, curiosity pulling them towards him. He smiled at the fish that came up towards him, eyes sparkling in delight.

    His bit of happiness was short lived as the water before him split, exposing the mud at the bottom of the pond. The fish were, thankfully, pushed into one of the two splits of water. He gulped and clutched the grass beneath him, watching a glowing light expand before his eyes in the middle of the split. The light shifted and molded into that of a man, a very familiar man nonetheless. Yahtzee squinted at the light, begging to see it even though it was almost blinding him.

    Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Yahtzee tense up as he noticed Susanoo levitating in front of him. The man looked worn, the ethereal glow around him dim. He stared at Yahtzee with tired eyes. After a couple of seconds, Susanoo widened his eyes and the world was still for a moment.

    "We've been waiting for you."




    Yahtzee shifted under the cover of his bed, sniffling slightly at the cold air around him. Winter was pretty cold.
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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby Saturn V » Wed Apr 24, 2019 4:59 pm

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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby grizzly. » Wed Apr 24, 2019 5:13 pm

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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby f1owercrown » Thu Apr 25, 2019 1:44 am

    mark with ?? idk something trivial that should have mattered in the long run
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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby Northstar. » Thu Apr 25, 2019 5:42 am


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Name: Ador A. Bull

Gender: Bull

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I... I should've told him I loved him. Not the soft sunshine love
of a friend, or the warm nostalgic love of family.
Love like fire in your veins and lightning on your skin,
love that takes and gives breath in one blow- it catches in
your chest or releases with a whoosh- love that only comes
once and when you miss it... It's gone.

I should've told him I loved him like the sky loves the stars
and I'd count every second I was with him and hold it in my heart.

I should've told him I loved him. That without him I can barely exist.
Without him I can't breathe.

But I didn't. And it's too late.


"That's so sad," a little dark colored calf sighs. She frowns at the
distraught bull. "Well where'd he go, anyway?"

"Far away, Suze. So far I couldn't reach him."

"...Can you tell me about him?"

Ador A. Bull's smile is wistful and melancholy. "Sure, kid."

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"I think you're being dramatic," Suze announces testily to the bull.
Her hoof pounds on the buttons of the arcade game and Pacman eats
a fleeing ghost. The squeals of calves, powpowpows of Galaga,
and the jingling of change fill the air like some disturbing mutation
of a drunk middle school band.

"Wh-what do you mean?"

"He's so far away, I'll never reach him, my heart beats for him, goo goo
heart eyes tralalala
," Suze mocks, growling as Pacman fails her again.
The tomboy slams her fist on the machine with a huff.

"That's not funny!" the bull huffs, cheeks reddening. "I love him so much
and I'll never get to tell him!"

"Oh yeah? Cause he's riiiiight over there. Go get him." The small calf
shoves him with all the force of an angry ram, and he devolves into a
stuttering, blushing mess.

"But-but Suze he's so far away!" Ador backpedals, cheeks turning cherry
red as the exasperated calf shoves him towards his crush and best friend.

"He's right there! Playing Mortal Kombat! It's not like he's in Narnia, Ador!"
Suze huffs, freezing suddenly as Ador's crush types his initials in. "Wait,
wait, wait. He's the one who keeps bumping my score out?!
You've gotta be kidding me!"

"I-I'm not ready-" Ador squeaks as Suze practically shoves him straight
to his crush.

"Yes! You are! Now go get him!" Suze whispers, pats Ador encouragingly
on the back and slips back to Pacman.

"Heh-hi-hey? It's -uh- it's been awhile," Ador's tongue ties as he imitates
the color of a strawberry. He can barely meet those familiar eyes that
have seen into the depths of his soul. When he does, with much reluctance,
he knows that maybe... just maybe his greatest regret can be undone
with a bit of courage. He'd have to thank Suze later.
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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby sullivanish » Sat Apr 27, 2019 6:00 pm

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Name: Anson
Gender: Bull

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Re: Buttermilk #548

Postby Zeca17 » Thu May 02, 2019 11:34 pm

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Name: Carlisle
Gender: Bull
Prompt: *Flashback* I stand outside the barn watching my family though the flames, stood shocked, unable to move and helpless. Eyes wide, chest rising and falling faster and faster, smoke curling into my lungs. My love, my daughter running wildly round the barn, trying to find an escape, but there is none. The flames are too high, too furious to let them past. Seconds tick by that feel like hours, but still I stand still, unable to even move a centimetre. A snap rolls out through the silence as the flames roar and encase the barn completely, the roof collapses almost as if I’m watching in slow motion, but still I don’t move. I don’t move until the fire is gone, the ground charred and no evidence of the barn is left behind. *Flashback ends*

A single tear rolls down my cheek as I slowly crumple to the floor. The fire in the hearth watching me do so, almost malicious like that day. Carlisle looks up towards the black sky, staring at the stars, his stars.

“My biggest regret you ask? Not being able to save you my loves.....”

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