[chanhee.]

Username: ango mcdango
Name: pip
Gender: agender
Moodboard: xXx
(Optional) Extra: n/a for now

[ServerNurse]

mark!

[seijuu]

seijuu

[lowpolypony]

Username: BEETS
Name: Cumulus
Gender: male (he/him)
Moodboard:

[Paints]

Username: Paints
Name: Rex
Gender: Male
Moodboard:
Don't mess with me

[SilentMelody]

username: silentmelody || name: riley || gender: transfemale

cinderella dressed in yella went upstairs to kiss a fella

[Sandstorm814]

Username: Sandstorm814
Name: Wook
Gender: Male
Moodboard:
warm sunrises and undiscovered worlds


(Optional) Extra:
"the bath"

[Dreamie]

username: dreamie
name: x
gender: x
moodboard: xx

extra: 300 words or 1 art

!!! i love these chickens ,,, they're so great

[petrify]

Username:
ignominyy

Name:
Bianca

Gender:
Female

Moodboard:
xox

(Optional) Extra:
"Bianca!"
The white haired girl groaned as she heard her mother's
voice from downstairs, ignoring her and going back to
clicking around on her laptop. Her name was called out
again and Bianca stood with a growl, going to her door
and swinging it open swiftly.
"What?!" she shouted loudly, anger laced in her voice.
"Don't have that tone with me, young lady! Get down
here right now!"
Sighing and stomping her foot in anger, Bianca closed her
door behind her before rushing down the stairs, speed-walking
into the kitchen. Stopping in the doorway, she stared at
her mother, who stared right back with her eyebrows raised.
"Can I help you?"
Her mother let out a slightly angered laugh, grabbing the
cloth slung across her shoulder and scrubbing at the dining
table in front of her.
"Go out there and get some eggs for me."
Bianca scoffed, crossing her arms as she watched her mother
scrub furiously at the polished wood.
"Why can't you go and do it? You have two working legs."
Her mother's hand stopped what she was doing, gaze slowly
going to Bianca's face.
"What did I say about giving me attitude? Get out there and do
it. Now, Bianca, not later."
Knowing she wasn't going to get out of it, she sighed heavily
before walking past her mother and out the backdoor. A cold
wind hit her as she exited, shivering slightly as she ran to the
chicken coop. Grabbing what eggs were there, she rushed back
in and sat them in a basket on the kitchen counter.
"Thank you, dear."
Bianca grumbled a response as she made her way back upstairs
and to her room, complaining to nobody as she entered.
"I'm a computer tech for heaven's sake, not a damn farmer," she
mumbled angrily.
(300/300 words)

[Discter]

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Username: Discter
Name: Rex
Gender: Male
Moodboard: x
(Optional) Extra:

- Lives on a farm in a valley right next to the mountains
- Very friendly and protective
- Softie
- Buff
- Tries to help people out whenever he can
- Always tries to save up money so he can send people clothes and essential items for christmas
- Doesn't really like the city, will tolerate it but it's not his thing
- Not the best leader either
- Loves visiting the bakery near him
- Helps out when he can (lowkey likes the owner)
- Has worked quite a few odd jobs before
- Visits neighbors often

Rex flipped through the magazine, determined to help somebody for Christmas. He always loved helping others through the Heifer organization, and this year he had saved up a lot in order to help as many as he could. But, would a dozen chickens and rabbits be better than a lone cow? He looked out the window from inside his tiny cottage, gazing at the flock of chickens pecking at the soft grass.

Cows would be good, but they certainly didn't reproduce as fast, nor was milk everyday instead of meat good. Chickens it would be, he decided, after thinking it over. Getting out his checkbook, Rex went over to the mahogany desk, and began to fill out as many orders as he could.

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"Hey Rex! How are you?" Maris smiled at him, throwing one of the heavy sacks of flour over her shoulder. "Just fine! Here, let me help you." He took the flour from her after some pestering (she didn't want to force him), and went into the back of the shop with her.

"Anything new Mar?" She smiled tiredly at him, turning on the oven while showing him where to put the flour down.

"No, no. Same old, same old."

"Well, do you want to go on a date with me?"

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