[Stephaaa]

username; stephaaa
name; macaw
gender; male
prompt;
It was a cloudy Tuesday. It was supposed to storm hard later, many warned us to stay inside. I had just went to get some bread, and I was taking a quick walk home. The streets were deserted, only very few people passed by. I suddenly see a sharp black moving figure moving in the grass. It made me jump. What was that? I was embarrassingly afraid to pass it, so I attempt to cautiously go around it. It came again. This time I could clearly make the shape of a head and ears. A dog. It made eye contact with me and quickly shoved itself back into the long grass. It was small, and seemed young. The clouds started to spit. I can't leave the poor thing here. I sigh and try to carefully pet the chilling dog. It backs up again, even further away. I take out a piece of my bread in toss it close to the dog. It approaches and eats it. Little by little, I get them closer. The dog is definitely comfortable with me now. It seems to be a female. Its eyes stare into me, like it desperately needs help. Her coat looks matted. I take her home.
She's feed and washed. I put her on a cozy blanket so she could warm up. Her coat is nice and shiny now. I can notice not only the jet black fur, but some almond browns are mixed in too around the muzzle.
"Onyx," I whisper. "That will be your name. Does that sound alright?" I smile as her tongue lolls.
I now help foster dogs, many different ones, but all are special. Each time I find a special gem that matches them, whether it would be physical or emotional. How wonderful!
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gem (onyx)

[Armuris]

username; Armuris
name; Rascal
gender; male
prompt; Rascal has always loved gems, but he always had this bad habit of just hoarding them by his bed. every night he would lay in bed next to this massive pile of shiny objects and fall asleep admiring his collection.
gem img; Black opal

[Lush]

username; HowlToTheWind
name; Grayson "Grapefruit"
gender; Genderfluid (They/Them)
prompt; Grapefruit has a passion for many gems, among the many gems they love, Labradorite and Rhodonite are their favorites. Grapefruit has always loved gems, and it has become one of their many hobbies to make jewelry with their beauty. They love them so much because they give him a sense of belonging, like no matter how many people look similar to him, no matter what, they will always be unique. Each gem has a special, unique look and it reminds him that each and every person is unique and special. They give Grapefruit hope, too. Each gem sparks a little flicker of hope in them, and he hopes that their jewelry will give others a sense of belonging, a flicker of hope. Grapefruit has hope, and joy. Why? Because of their precious, special, gems (134 words)
gem img; Labradorite

[scarecrowz]

username; Jurassic,
name; Skye
gender; Male
prompt;
295 Words
Skye leapt out his parent's old car as he walked up the porch to greet his grandma, or as he called her, "Maw-Maw". His face lit up when he saw her open the door, "why hey there, Skye!" She exclaimed, opening her arms for Skype to run into. As he embraced his grandma he asked, muzzle muffled into her shawl, "What are we gonna do this week, Maw-Maw?". "Oh something very exciting, dear" she smiled. The, at the time, young Skye eagerly followed his grandma to her room while his parents brought in the luggage, "I've had this for a long time, waiting to pass it on.." she began, standing on the tips of her hind-paws to grab an old box, "I believe now it's time for you to have it" she grinned. Skye beamed as he opened the box, but mildly confused when he saw all that was inside was.. rocks? "Maw-Maw, I think you grabbed the wrong box" he said, pointing to the rocks. "No dear, these rocks are special.. My own grandmother passed them down to me when I was your age" she chuckled. Skye tilted his head, "pick your lucky stone, and then I'll put it on your necklace! The rest of the rocks will create an aura around your house to protect everyone from illness" smiled his grandma. Skye dug his paw in and picked out an opal, he didn't understand the tradition, but didn't bother questioning her. "I like.. this one" he smiled, "then that's your lucky stone". "It'll give me good luck forever, right" "Exactly, dear"

Skye looked out the car window, driving to what would be his college, rubbing the opal with 2 fingers, 9 years ago his grandma changed his whole view on rocks.
gem img; Click

[Mima]

username; mima
name; almandine
gender; female
prompt; almandine grew up in a small mining town, where the economy relied on their exports of gemstones and precious metals. her mother was a jeweler who took some of the more refined stones and made little trinkets out of them, like rings and necklaces. though they weren't exactly rich despite working with expensive materials, they made do, and it was a very peaceful and idyllic life.

however, as she decided she wanted to go off to college in a larger city, she had to say goodbye to her small town home. so, to remember it by, her mother made her a pendant to keep by her heart. that way, she could always remember where she came from, and to keep the memories close to her heart as well.
gem img;

a wire-wrapped moonstone she wears around her neck!

[gooey.]

username; gooey.
name; Iver
gender; male

prompt;
When he was small, Iver spent most of
his time hanging out in the arcade next
to where his mother worked. He played
many games there, but he was never
very good at shooting games or basketball,
so he always ended up near the front of the
store, putting quarters he'd fished out of
the wishing fountain into the crank machines
for hours. He didn't get the sticker or tattoo
sheets, and he wasnt interested in the gumballs--
rather, he wanted the colorful rocks.
They were mostly all plastic, but in his
imagination, they were worth billions.
Here, Iver found his love for gems.

He'd take home 10, 20, 30 a day until his
small bedroom was riddled with sparkly
treasures. He'd turn off the lights, grab a
flashlight, and pretend to be exploring caves
from some faraway land.
That is where Iver found his passion for adventure.

Now, Iver uses that passion for adventure
every day. Instead of makeshift caves, he
explores real ones; crevices far down into
the earth, finding real gems either for his
personal collection, for museums, or to sell.

His most useful gem is one for encouraging
safe travels; a small moonstone he keeps on
a chain around his neck.

However, his lucky "gem" is a yellow
plastic "diamond" ring he obtained from
a coin machine as a child. This ring, the
thing that ignighted his passion, is simply
too precious to replace.

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gem img;
his lucky "gem"

[anonymous.aa]

username; stargust.
name; marco
gender; male
prompt;

a great, true beauty was all he ever asked for. being self-consious isn't the best for a scrawny boy. but what he really loved was to be complimented for, to be loved. when he first discovered gemstones and crystals by his grandmother, he had always had a fascination for bright and beautiful things. holographic things especially. but back onto his grandmother.

his grandma was the closest member of his family, the only one who connected with him. he felt sad when he discovered that she died. but when she left him a small rock, a meaningless rock with some true beauty, he cried.

the small worthless rock, meant the world to him. marco, age unknown, male, has figured out what he had always needed, acception and the will to accept things the way they are. like himself.

[137 words]

gem img; a holographic (holo)-like gemstone

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mark w/ sunstone

[royalpoppy]

username; royalpoppy
name; ashton
gender; male

prompt;
nothing could ever quite compare to the beauty of a gem for ashton. the cobblestone roads of his hometown never shone, and as he eyed something bright shimmering in the plaza market, he was instantly drawn to it. the light caught against a particular gem, lighting the dark booth that held a well-aged woman who looked like she had many stories to tell. he approached, and inquired about this gem. a rainbow fluorite, the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. the woman offered him a smile.

he took this gem home, as well as a guide to gems and their magical properties. perhaps the woman he'd met really was a witch, like she'd suggested. since that day, he carried the round piece of mineral in his pocket, and it provided him with all the self confidence he could ever need.

ever since that day, he never stopped collecting.

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gem img;

[acadicus]

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