[castiiian]

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goomas event

diab goob

g1 | fur, hair
t1 | horns, tail
t2 | additional membrane tails

to enter for this goob,
tell me what the worst thing they ever did is! (max 300 words)


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username:
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extra allowed, either 1 art piece or another 300 words.
ends in three days, 12/20

[cakepopcat]

mark!

[Sadcat]

username: CatOwU
prompt:
How does one fix the unrepairable?
How did one break it in the first place?
It doesn't know what it did to do so, and doesnt know how to go back.
How do you get back trust you didn't mean to lose?
Trust that you lost without knowing what you did wrong.

Thats the thing,
Blade has never understood feelings well.
He lacks... empathy?
Its as close as he can get to figuring out what is wrong.

Robbing, breaking, crashing, burning.
Things he does thinking that they aren't bad.
That they aren't going to hurt.
Because they see them as a good thing to do.
Because they can't see from another perspective.

[liiontai]

mark T_T pretty goob

[mousekewitz]

username: mousekewitz
prompt:

The world turns into slow motion as the vase falls, and falls, and falls. Vixen's chest tightens with anxiety and fear before his mother's heirloom even touches the ground. Oh god, he knew.. He knew he should not have been so careless. The vase hits the ground and shatters instantly into millions of tiny pieces that slide across the hardwood. His stomach twists coldly and his eyes well with tears looking at the shards.

Mama's favorite vase...

Vixen silently, and quickly brushes as many shards as he can up in a little dustpan and bites his lip as he dumps them into the trash. There's no possible way he can own up to breaking it. Maybe she won't notice? Deep down, he knows she will.. He knows she will be upset. He can't tell her.

Vixen ties the bag and runs outside to throw it in the bin, feeling very ashamed of himself.

[nio]

mark!

[Corals Art Studio]

username: Corals Art Studio
prompt: Run from the cartell

[Griff]

username: Griff
prompt:

A bored goob is never a good thing. Grenth grinned to themselves, as they entered their local superstore. Mischief was on their mind, and they would make sure everyone knew it. Their first stop? The clothing department! Employing their best stealth skills, they went to every clothing rack and started switching around hangers. Small received 3x Hangers, 3x hangers for extra small... by the time Grenth was done nothing was on the right hangar! They put the hangars back in their order though, ensuring whoever came in would be VERY confused.

Onto the next stop: stationary! finding a good hiding spot, they took each box and filtered the colors, leaving each box with several copies of the same color. Giggling like a mad man, next it was the colored pencils, then the markers. They took a moment to admire their work, before dashing off to the next location...

Shoes! Each box they ensured contained either two right feet, or two left feet. These were displayed proudly, and Grenth could not help but to cackle now. This was easily the worst thing they had ever done, but it was oh so much fun. Last thing, they bought some white chalk and headed for the parking lot. There they set to work, connecting parking spots into circles, tic-tac-toe boards, and arrows that ran into each other.

Now to find the right spot and do some people watching...

[bakuraas.]

username: bakuraas.
prompt: (300/300)
Well, you see, Vix didn't intend to get on the naughty list for goomas, not at all really, but there were simply things that you just didn't do if you wanted santa goob to look upon you nicely. And claiming that he wasn't real certainly was one of those things.

It had been said in a fit of annoyance, fueled my emotion more so than thought, and Vix had said the first thing they could think of in order to get a small goo to leave them alone. It was a very simple thing to say, "Santa goob isn't real." Followed swiftly by "it's really your parents or caretakers dressed up in big beards and hats." Of course, when it was said, the goo that had been annoying the diab began to tear up, falling into sobs and wails of despair at the statement. The goo's caretakers were upset, certainly, but not as upset as santa goob.

Vix didn't think anything of what he had said at the time. Lies were commonplace, and it's not like it was a brand new lie that hadn't been told over and over before. However, Vix got a letter in the mail from santa goob himself, detailing how disappointed he was in the diab for what he had said, not only because it was a lie, but because it had hurt a goo's feelings, and perhaps even brought the thought around that santa actually wasn't real. Of course, that year he was on the naughty list...and the next year... and the year after that.

Vix never meant to be on the naughty list, especially not for multiple years. Thankfully, they haven't done anything worse in all their life, meaning that maybe one goomas day in the future, they'll be on the nice list again.

[strawberrymwilk]

username: strawberrymwilk
prompt:
many would not consider this to be the worst thing a goob could do, but with goomas coming up Valerie always feels extra guilt.

she was so excited, just two days till goomas! this year she had asked for a sweater, some toys and most importantly of all, a new camera. its all she wanted, her passion of photography shining strong.

you really cant blame her when she snuck downstairs early on goomas day to try and sneak a look at her presents. valeries excitement had kept her up all night, maybe once she saw if she got the camera she would be able to sleep till the sunrose. quietly she crept down the stairs headed for the tree. once she found her presents she excitedly began looking through any of them that could contain a camera. in her haste she didn't hear the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"ahem"

with a gift bag still in her mouth, valerie slowly turned around to catch sight of her parents standing there watching her! lets just say she did not have a good goomas and even years later jokes were made about it.