[furby.]

tell me about their hopes n dreams in either 1 piece of art or 600 words !
this prompt is open ended and can be actual hopes for the future to dreams they have while asleep c:
ends next week (9/8)



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user ;
name ;
gender ;
hopes n dreams? (1 piece of art or 600 words)

[faunsie]

user ;Inkdragon
name ;May
gender ;female
hopes n dreams?

She hopes to explore and find new creatures!

[Madziu]

user ; poland0202
name ; Onyx
gender ; Male
hopes n dreams? (1 piece of art or 600 words) WIP

[LivingLethal]

ahhh dropping out, life got complicated ;-; good luck to the participants and congratulations to whoever wins !

[carpe]

user ; pangurbanka
name ; Edgar // i really like that name tbh so i hope you don't mind ;w;
gender ; male
hopes n dreams?

Edgar dreams of creating magic. But this is not what you might have thought. He doesn't dream of becoming an illusionist or magician.
He wants to write books.
Books are magic. Reading a book you experience something that can not be described in words. In books author can create any worlds, any characters, any scenarios, any situations and this will all come to life in the reader's mind.
When you sit down or lie down with a new book, as soon as you open the cover, there is a spark of magic as you're transported into the worlds and the lives of the characters.
Edgar dreams of creating this magic for others.
He hopes to be a famous writer.

[*Starshimmer*]

user ; *starshimmer*
name ; shoshan "sho"
gender ; male
hopes n dreams? ; [url=x]sho dreams that one day he can fly![/url]

[east is up]

res ^^

[Stormwarden]

| user. Stormwarden
| name. Elric
| gender. male
| hopes n dreams?

Elric is a dreamer. He is ambitious, determined, and when he has his mind set on something, he stops at nothing and strives for anything to obtain it.

Elric dreams of someday finding the perfect pillow. It doesn't have to be anytime soon — he is not actively searching for it,
see, because his current ones serve him just fine — but he doesn't want to settle for "just fine."

He wants the finest, the unrivaled, the best pillow.

Elric believes that good pillows make good dreams, but if his ultimate dream is finding the ultimate pillow, then what does that make him? 101/600

[Kyar]

This is a really gorgeous kalon - I hope I have time to try out!

[christine,]

user ; spottedsong
name ; beau
gender ; male
hopes n dreams? ; (412/600)

Beau raced through the ancient woods, paws a blur as he darted between the low-hanging branches of massive oak trees; his heartbeat pounded in his throat like a drum, rushing through his body. He wasn't going quick enough! It felt like he was swimming in butter, lazy, constricted-- he couldn't move, despite his speed. The monster-- the monster! -- was going to get him! He could feel the mouth nipping at his ankles already, ready to eat him, about to close its mighty jaws around him--

Beau calmly walked out of the woods and onto a gilded Paris street. Everything was illuminated in a faint pink glow, as if the sun was setting closer to the city than usual. It was romantic, luxuriously quiet and peaceful. He wanted to stop at one of the cafes and get something to eat, but there wasn't time-- there was something urgent he had to do, had to accomplish.

Turning to a nearby kal, the kit tipped his head. "Do you know what I'm supposed to do?" He questioned. She seemed friendly enough, maybe she could help. Her answering stare was blank, eyes looking at him unseeingly.

"Simon, I'm sure that you'll be okay." he found himself speaking. Comfort, that's what he had to do! He knew his friend was panicking. "You have nothing to be worried about. I promise." He went to go touch the other kal's shoulder for support, but watched in amazement as his paw went straight through his friend like a hologram, like... like...

Help me, Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope. That's what he had to do-- save the galaxy! But from what?

Suddenly, he felt it again-- the hot breath of a monster enveloping his neck. He had to follow his instincts, and his instincts were telling him to run. Once again Beau found himself going faster, faster, faster again, running through the same woods, from the same creature as before. It was too close, he wouldn't make it! Well, if he was going to die, he would know who his enemy was. He turned around, determined to hold his ground until his last breath, when suddenly he saw it--

a duck.

gasping for air, Beau woke up in a cold sweat. His legs were tangled in his sheets, pillows nowhere to be found, and the memory of a small white bird burned into his brain. Thank god! he thought. It was just a dream...