[polariie]

Dashing through the snow
In a one-plumerian open sleigh
O'er the fields we go
Laughing all the way
Bells on featherbutts ring
Making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight!

Ehehe! First one up, and he/she is inspired by Chimney Sweeps/Chimneys!

won by ☁Lady Raincloud☁

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Ends at 2 EST tomorrow!

[Chimericect]

[/b] Soulfirewolf
Name: Cinder Blakes
Gender: female
Short story: {{can be about anything, word limit: 100}}

[lofiii]

Username: honey badger
Name: tbd
Gender: male
Short story: {{can be about anything, word limit: 100}}

theme song: xxx

major wip//just ideas//dont steal c;

[avaloafe]

username ;; handel.
name ;; braith
meaning ;; a welsh name, meaning "diversely-colored," especially black and white or red and white
gender ;; male
short story ;; it was just about midnight when braith began to work. he jumps from roof to roof cleaning the tops and upper inside of chimney's. he fixed his cap and took a dusty scarf out of a satchel. Along with the scarf he slipped out the chimney cleaner parts. Screwing them back into place he put it in his mouth and leaped up pipes and fences in order to finally get on-top of the roofs. He scratched the back of his neck quickly and then got to work. He tapped the bristles on the roof and began to clean the chimney's happily.

[prisms]

Username:
Name:
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Short story: {{can be about anything, word limit: 100}}

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[craig?]

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Username:
Spottedpuppi
Name:
Sazha
(means soot in Ukrainian)
Gender:
Female
Short story:
The ash-covered grey Plumie sighed. Another hard day of work was gone. A new day was coming up close. She was one of the poorer Plumies that exist, a chimney sweep. But she loved her job. The way the Plumerians that owned the chimney smiled on Cristmas day when the chimney was clean and ready for Santa claws, how the soot matched her already ashy grey fur. They way she went unpayed.....unpayed.... she worked for free. She didn't mind that she had to live in dusty unclean areas. The filth had seem to become part of herself. It stuck to her so well you would think they were markings. Sazha sighed and took off her hat. Soon, Cristmas was coming. Maybe then a gift would come, come and change her life forever...
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[DelightfulMelon]

Username:
*Watermelon Love*

Name:
Ember

Gender:
Female

Short story:
please turn the volume down when reading the story with the music in the background.

I am the chimney sweeper. I stared up the chimney. I spend my days in them. Cleaning, and cleaning, and cleaning. I inhaled the smoke most of the time. I gazed hopelessly up the chimney, never seeing the bright skys. Right then, I crawled up the chimney, faster and faster every moment. And then, I saw it. The sky. Bursting with color. A looked at the world. The bright blue sky, the pure white clouds. It made me fill up with joy i've never had before. I never noticed the afternoon sky, because I was in darkness. Always cleaning chimneys. I saw the young plumies playing. Bouncing their balls, and laughing. I wish I could do that. Where was my fun?
I am the chimney sweeper. The one, whom everyone avoids. Filthy I am. I silently climbed down the chimney, cleaning again, and again. Scrubbing untill the chimney is spotless. I am the chimney sweeper, the one whom everyone avoids.

[ancientwings]

Username: IceyWolf
Name: Cinde
Gender: Male
Short story: As I walk toward the place I call home I call a hello to everyone I pass, for tis the season for cheer and happiness! I look up to the sky as I walk home, admiring the light snowfall. Finally making my over to my little ditch where I sleep, I sit on my favorite log and start up the fire. Grabbing my old blanket I snuggle up to the fire, warming myself. Sliding my hand into my pocket I felt the little bit of money I had earned cleaning chimneys over the past few days. Tomorrow I planned to buy toys, as I did every year. The poor little children need the gifts way more than I need the money. I had always known giving was better than getting. And it held true, seeing the faces on of the children every year warms my heart. For I, myself, know what it's like to grow up without a family, and that little gift I received those many years ago I still cherish today, my lovely scarf.

[wepkir]

Username: GoldenDayDreamer
Name: Gimini (Likes the nickname Chimi)
Gender: Male
Short story: {{can be about anything, word limit: 100}}
Chimi shuffled around his house, getting ready for another day of chimney sweeping. He loved his job, having earned enough money to buy himself a hat and scarf he'd been keeping an eye on for weeks on end. Sure, the items got dirty every now and then, along with his entire body, but that didn't matter to Chimi. He just adored sweeping chimneys. Noticing a cushion out of place on his sofa, he quickly rearranged it, smiling at the neatness of his home. How ironic. Chimi loved everything clean, yet here he was, covered in soot from head to paw.

[O b l i v i o n ☯]

Username: O b l i v i o n
Name: Darren
Gender: Male
Short story:
Kids let me tell you a story! So I was at my job today you know doing the usual- cleaning chimneys for plumies that are too lazy to do it themselves and hire poor chumps like me. I grab my old wooden ladder and start to climb it. The darn thing collapsed underneath me! So I had to borrow the owners ladder. I set all of my tools out. I look down into the chimney and there is obviously something stuck in there. So I take my pole and poke it. The darn thing jumps out at me! It was a stray cat covered in ash! It clawed my face until I tried to pry its claws out with my pole. I should really wear a mask. See? Chimney cleaning is a dangerous job kids.