[Anza]

Day 3 featuring Zia
With a click the camera was placed onto the proper position on the camera stand. The only thing which remained now was to press the little red button on the left hand side and the recording would begin. Zia let out a small sigh as she settled in front of it. After years of recording video after video and performing in front of live audiences, the stage fright was just about completely gone from Zia's mind. However, she did always feel a small tingle of anxiety knowing that her face and her voice would be viewed by thousands of people. She straightened her back in the chair and squirmed a little to find a comfortable position. "Oh whatever!" Zia exclaimed after being unable to find the perfect position to sit in for several seconds. With those words she shot up from the chair screaming "Twenty-second Dance Party!!" and threw her body into vivid movement before, breathless, sitting back down on her chair grinning from ear to ear. Although her passion was comedy, in particular, making videos of skits and uploading them to Youtube she still felt anxious as she was preparing for her craft. Dancing and being herself always helped with that however, and now Zia felt ready to film. With a click she pressed the button, smiled into the camera, and began doing what she loved.

[dolly]

Cora is best explained as a child in a trench coat. She's got energy, she's passionate, she's a wildcard. She's passionate about a lot of things but her one favorite thing in the world is her very own tiger, Neal. And his siblings of course. Cora is also the cool mom, the kind of parent who your friends like more than you. She's got the same childish nature but she's got an eye for playing around. Her passion for embarrassing her children is unmatched.

School was almost getting out and everyone was excited to check out the festival that came to town yesterday. All focus was on the clock, just a few more minutes.
Outside the window rolled in, the one and only, Cora. She wore dark sunglasses and a shirt covered in flames rolling down the sidewalk on a skateboard. She held a radio in hand blasting music and a megaphone on her back. She was certainly a sight.
Neal and his sister Nimue watching hesitantly as their mother made a scene.
She set down the radio and turned it down grabbing the megaphone.
"My name is Cora, i'm your new history teacher, ok. Cora out fam.", she announced before skating away, her mission completed. It's true she's starting as the history instructor tomorrow so getting to embarrass two of her kids was just a bonus she couldn't pass up. Her passion for childish antics could only grow from this point. A class of children taught by a child.

[Unleashed Squiid]

Day 3 Featuring Glim.

She turned, body and soul fluttering smoothly like a swan around the garden. Her foot whisked up into the humid air, and the ruffles of an airy, translucent skirt blew up from the breeze of her gliding motion. Glim danced; she whirled and leaped into the night, spinning in perfect, graceful circles to the song of the wind which ruffled her fur. She swooped low to the Earth where the tulips swayed, cheering with their perfect stalks like a star-struck audience. This moment, this silence, this perfection all played a luluby into her mind, and her passion for the churning, glistening movements was illuminated by the beauty it bestowed. Nobody would watch her ballet, no, but to her, that made it all the more special. Nobody would ever see the routines she envisioned to the beat of the chirping crickets or the flickering fireflies, but that made it all the more precious.

[emu-tionallyunstable]

♡ day 3: featuring aofie. she is passionate about animals rights.♡

[master of spaz]

Prompt 3: Passion

Art Viewing

The strokes lisped gently down. She watched the array of vases, lined in order, each with its own unique pattern and build. She ran her fingers over the rough texture of the clay.

"Are they crafted by you?" she asked softly, examining each vase with the most peculiar of eyes, though no one would know what in particular she was looking for.

"Yes, each one," the lady seemed eager to respond.

In the next stand, there hung paintings on long hooks. Crooked and ugly, and veiled by a thin, clear tapestry to protect them from dust collection.

In front of the stand, was an old man painting. This piece was in fact unique from the others. It was extravagant and delicate in structure.

"What does it depict?" she whispered in fear of startling him, bending to the height of the thin and hunched man.

"A lovely queen, who sings as she dies."

There, on the canvas, was an aristocratic and beautiful woman, bent over a chair. Her lips half open, eye closed, and hand over her forehead histrionically. Her skin was grey and her lips were a soft shade of violet.

"Does it mean something?" Glendetta asked.

The man responded curiously, "O' indeed. Of course, maiden. It is art."

Glendetta blinked, and silently watched the old man continue to paint.

[ThatPinkThing]

Day 3: passionate soul. // ThatPinkThing // Addi Legend, a stunt double

"So why do you do what you do?" The convention reporter asked the panelists. They looked at each other, having expected this question preparing an answer for it. The panelhead passed the microphone to Addi.

"It's very cheesy, but it's the truth: we do what we do because we love it. For me personally, the payoff outweighs the risk, ya know?" She smiled, gesturing to a photo the technician put up on the screen. It showed Addi jumping from a tower into the river below. The next one was her ziplining across a canyon. "When people see the stuff I do, they're inspired. It's so rewarding to see kids - and adults - pushing themselves more and taking more risks because they saw someone else do it. Obviously not everyone is jumping onto moving trains, but everyone has their own personal trains to jump on, ya know?" Addi laughed, and so did the crowd.

"So what's the craziest stunt you did that had the least payoff? Like, whether it was cut from the final thing or the risk outweighed for once?" The reporter asked, furiously taking notes.

"Oooh..." Addi touched her shoulder, smiling and shaking her head. "If you remember, a clip went viral of me missing the landing mat by a little bit and pretty much folding in half," she said. Some people nodded. "It's times like that that I'm thankful it's me doing stunts," she said, leaning forward. "I broke my collarbone then and dislocated my shoulder by a mile. Not only do I want people to be inspired by my success, I want others to learn from my failure. Like to know your limits and calculate your actions. So even when, personally, the risk really sucked for me, I still feel like it was worth it."

"You're incredibly positive, Miss Legend." The crowd laughed.

"Thanks," Addi grinned and leaned back in her chair. "I do my best."

[Midnightkitkat]

Prompt Three

As the group 'GeNre'
Esta, Apollo, and Icelus perform every show with the same if not more amount of drive and passion as the first.

[iuno.]

Prompt 3
Passions...
Featured Kalons: Isaac



Halloween is Isaac's greatest passion, obviously. He's gotta get his tools to carve the pumpkin.

I couldn't get his body markings right for the life of me so rip they will be missed

[Softballpup12]

moving to kalon storage

[chunkypeanutbutter]

prompt day 3 - the foodie



Sausage has a very serious relationship with his food. 💕

sorry for phone photo, had an emergency with my wifi and wasn't able to upload the original D:

*Permission to re-edit due to wifi issues*