[Jun.]

Username:
Kalon Name:
Prompt:

wip

[sobble]

me likey...

[ryce.and.flower]

Username:
Kalon Name:
Prompt:

W.i.p.

[epilogue]

Username: bed time
Kalon Name: nico
Prompt: up top

[SlimPaw]

Mark!

[Mid-life]

Possible reserve

[Falco]

Username: Island Rat
Name: Aioli

Aioli put her dinner plate in the sink, and slowly walked outside. As soon as she opened the sliding glass door, the warm air hit her in the face. She lived in a small two story beach house by herself, and loved the place with all her heart. she leaned on the side of the porch and stared mindlessly into the sun set. She closed her eyes and smiled. After the sun went down, she threw a light jacket on, and walked downstairs. She quietly opened the door, and locked it. After a few minutes of walking, she arrived to her friends house. Aioli knocked on the door, and was greeted by her friend.
“Hi Aioli!”
“Hi Milo”
The two walked down to the water, and started to run around. After a while, the two sat down, and looked at the ocean.
“Wow.” Milo said, shocked. She was new to the small town, and never expected something like this. “What is that?”
Aioli smiled, I was told it’s a type of plankton called Noctiluca scintillans. It makes the ocean glow... or whatever. Pretty cool, huh?”
“Yea” Milo replied, still in awe.


Ok I just learned about this in science so I had to-


This is what it looks like btw

[Vizyx]

Username:
-- Xynthii
Kalon Name:
-- Merynn
Prompt:
-- [WIP]

[LokisTrick]

Username: LokisTrick

Kalon Name:
Marz (Marzipan Mathews, actually, but please don't call him that??? god ma, why. Marz is so much cooler...)


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"I wanna join your gang."

Vincent choked on his mocha. "Jesus Marz! What the hell?"

Marz eyed Vincent mutinously. "You heard me. You're always sayin' that I'm to young to join up, or that it's a bad time, but I'm an adult now an' you've been sayin' for weeks that business is boomin'."

Vincent stared at Marz, dead silent, mug still in hand, clearly trying to convey his skepticism.
As usual, it went right over Marz's head.

"Come on Vince, I'm tough, I can be your enforcer!" Marz flexed, seemingly trying to illustrate his strength.

"My enforcer."

"Yeah! You know! I can rough people up!"

Vincent sighed, at least Marz had brought this up in the backroom of the Cafe, and not out on the street where everyone and their grandmother could hear.

"First of all, you do realize it isn't my gang right? I am not the leader, or even second in command. I'm more like a contractor. A frequently ignored contractor." He muttered that last part under his breath. "If you "joined up", you wouldn't be working for me. You'd be working for the Boss."

"I know that! I'm not stupid." Vincent coughed lightly. Marz ignored him. "And anybody who's anybody knows you need to be vouched for."

Vincent sighed, glancing sideways like the floor would help him. Marz's leg bounced under the table.

"Freaking fine. If you're serious about this, and you better be, I'll talk to the Boss. Show up here tomorrow at closing time, and Do. Not. Be. Late."

Marz lit up like a Christmas tree. "You got it Boss!"

"I ain't your dang Boss!"


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It was dark when Marz arrived at the cafe, dark and cold. It didn't bother him though, he was wearing the scarf his Ma made which was toasty-warm.

He looked intently at the watch he'd borrowed, a huge grin on his face. He was right on time.

Vince was waiting just inside the shop for him, and shivered when the cool night air sneaked through the door as it shut.

"You gotta get warmer clothes Vince! Maybe Ma'll knit you a sweater for Christmas." He chirped, showing off his scarf. Vince rolled his eyes, but Marz noticed he was frowning.

"Are you sure about this Marz? This isn't the kinda life you get to leave, you know."

Marz shrugged, glancing down and fiddling with tassels of his scarf. "I know that Vince, but I don't have a lotta choices. No jobs, no money, and Ma's not gettin' any younger. If I do this right, 'least we can live nice and comfy."

Vince sighed. "As long as you're serious about this, I'll vouch for you. But I'm warning you, this is hard work. It'll eat up a bunch of your nights. First few weeks you won't be sleeping much."

Marz couldn't help but smile, Vince was such a big-hearted guy for all he pretended not to be. "S'alright Vince, I'll be okay."

[497/500]

[Thani]

Username:
Thani

Kalon Name:
Marceline {Marcy}

Prompt:

She pulled her mittens on, closing up shop behind her as she descended into the fresh cold winter air.
With a tug on her scarf she began walking down the street of busy New york, the click clack of her heels echoing on the street. Marceline was the owner of her own bakery, a hit for all the city folk who woke up early and couldn't function without their morning coffee. She was ecstatic when she got the deed and started working on her perfect little getaway from home. However on nights when the streets were free from rain she would close up early and head to her second favorite place.

Stepping through the double doors the smell of buttered popcorn hit her in the face, causing her stomach to get excited.
"Marco, my boy !" She shouted over to the counter, a muscular looking kalon turning around with a large bucket of popcorn.

"Theres my girl ! I knew soon as I looked outside you'd be here tonight"

"So whats playing tonight?" She leaned on the counter, away from the line, watching as marco took orders, talking to him whenever he was away from the register.

"Race Cars 2 and uh..oh ! That new romcom, which ..and you didn't hear this from me..Is ACTUALLY very good."

She laughed a bit, mentally marking that down.
"Oh before I forget here !"
She reached into her purse, pulling out a small sealed bag.
"Brought you some leftover Macarons, a few experimental flavors in there i expect a detailed report on how you like them by the time i get out !"
she left it on the counter before heading off to the theatre marked for the Romcom Marco had recommended.

Almost two hours passed before Marcy came walking back to the front desk "Okay THAT was incredibly cheesey but wow...somehow it was also really good." she sat herself up on the counter, leaning back to take a candy from the bottom shelf.

"What did I tell you about taking candy girl, you're gonna get me in trouble !" He snatched the candy from her pouring some out for himself and sighing.

"So the Macarons? What did you think" she ignored his warning, taking the box back and going back to munching on her candy.

"Lets see..oh ! Wasn't a fan of the purple one...tasted like..flowers?" he visibly shuddered.

"It's Lavender, Marco and some peoples tastebuds are more refined than yours. It's actually a very dignified taste"

"ooo someones been reading the dictionary again, look at me I'm Marcy and I use multiple big words in my sentences!" He mocked her, causing her to throw a piece of candy at him.

"I'm just saying! Some people might like It so ignoring your expertise I think i'll just go ahead and add it to my menu."
They continued talking and messing around like this until it was time to close up the theatre, Then they both descended into the cold air, another night of fun coming to an end.

500/500