[Dawnstorm111]

username: Dawnstorm111
name: Peach
gender: Female
story [200 words max]:

[Cheeb]

username:
name:
gender:
story [200 words max]:

MARKING!! such a pretty kal,,,,,

[messenger]

username: messenger //name: ilma //gender: female
story :

A gale continued to whip Ilma's face as she trudged down the stone path. Her legs
screamed at her in agony but she stayed resolute. She had to get there, failure was
not something she has known. Clutching her bag of inks and leatherbound books to
her chest, she grasped at the boulders beside her path. Almost there.

As Ilma neared the Forgotten Valley, she could hear them. The roar of the mountains.
The ground trembled beneath her and her excitement welled within. No one has ever
documented a fight between Stone Giants. Tales, messy depictions- yes, but no solid
facts, nothing was for sure. But here she was, standing before the towering elementals
as they warred with one another. Ripping open her notebook she began writing and
illustrating what was happening ahead of her. The larger Stone Giant wrenched a handful
of rocks from the mountain and propelled it toward the other. The smaller ducked and
charged. The ground rumbled with impact. Ilma watched on with astonishment. How
jealous her fellow scribes would be!

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[Ivyscribblez]

hecking mark

[cribunni]

Bahari || Female || Sailor



Waves slammed into the side of the boat, rocking it violently. The wind wipped Bahari’s hair wildly behind her, the pastel hue dimmed and dirtied by the mist. She rapidly spun the wheel, a horrible creaking echoing through the air before a loud snap. The wheel rolled across the boat, splashing into the water. A thunderous sound came from beneath the roaring waves, and a large shadow passed under the boat. Bahari screamed as the monster ripped through the water, sending the boat flying into the air. Cold, unnerving silence engulfed the world as she collided with the water, eyes snapping open. Hundreds of tentacles reached towards her, the kraken’s giant body breaking through the waves like a glacier. Bahari covered her head, a silent screamed phrase rushing from her throat. Suddenly, the monster stilled. She uncovered her head, looking to see an odd look in its eyes. It carefully grasped her, flipping her boat over and gently placing her back on the deck. As the two looked at each other, Bahari remembered a day many years ago. A storm, her mother, and a monster. The kraken sank below the waves, sending a silent message. “I forgive you.”

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[lonk]

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• username: lonk
• name: iro
• gender: male
• story:
xx iro sat at a table outside the cafe, pulling his hair back before taking a sip of his tea. he seldom drank it these days. it reminded him too much of home.
xx pushing his sunglasses to his forehead, he let out a sigh. it felt like people were staring. his posture was too perfect, and his attempts to fit in to the world around him were failing. or so he believed. iro wasn't from this place. this world, perhaps. he wasn't certain.
xx he tensed up, his dread rooting deeper. a pair of eyes were burning into his skull. he was certain. his heart racing, he sipped his tea, holding his composure. someone was approaching him.
xx "ironis?" oh, gods. a familiar voice. saying his name. "...ironis gaziano?"
xx he faced the sound. her strange, dark fashion distracted from her natural beauty. chunky glasses covered her yellow eyes, framed by wild, pink hair. the fear in her gaze matched his.
xx "so, this is where you went, venita." the color returned to his sister's face as she sat down at the seat across from him. "i thought you died."
xx "well," she said, a small smile forming, "you're not the only one."

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[Kitzune,]

username: Crystalkitsune
name: Charm
gender: female
story [200 words max]: wip

[✦ nemuri]

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[ username. ] .kaede
[ name. ] yang fu [ 杨富 - yáng fù ]
[ meaning willow, fortune/wealth ]
[ gender. ] male

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the gong rings, and he finds himself waking in a throne room.
a pair of dice is thrown from the woman’s pale hands, and she
smiles patiently at him.

“welcome back. have you come to request for more time?”

“yes,” he breathes, holding tightly onto a knot clasped within
his hands. “same conditions as before. if i win, i get another
year. if i lose, my life is yours.”

lady luck’s painted face leers at him in response. “of course.
let’s see how the die favours you today, shall we?”




she throws the die again, and it lands with a four and a six.
difficult numbers to beat, for sure. he doesn’t lose hope,
though; he tosses them as well. he had confidence that he’d
do well. he always has.

not today, however. the gong echos in his head as he stares,
stunned, at his rolls. snake eyes. how could this be?

he turns, ready to insist that lady luck had interfered, but she
was already moving. with a laugh, she snatches the knot and
jeers. “you’ve lost! you’re mine now.”




he gasps, and his corporeal body is no more.




looks like he finally ran out of time and luck.




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[the spoopy gengar]

username: the spoopy gengar
name: maki
gender: female
story [200 words max]:wip

[jules_]

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username: julibee
name: Hei
gender: male

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--------His fingers were sore, cut with thin lines from the threads he pulled across them. Each was thinner than a strand of
--------hair and could only be deteced by their faint sheen in the dim moonlight. His eyes and hands had stopped aching
--------long ago, so much time spent weaving under the moon had made living in the daylight unbearable and the threads
--------had all but erased the lines of his fingerprints.

--------It may have seemed perfectly insane, weaving something so miniscule it would take centuries.

--------And centuries it did take, and had taken. He stopped remembering his age after the first century. Two more, and
--------the name his parents had given him long ago faded from his mind. Here he had sat for hundreds of years,
--------and would remain for hundreds more. Yet, if anyone would stop in the night and peer past his calloused hands
--------moving in ancient rhythms into his work, they would see what had fixated his eyes all this time.

--------Little pieces of hopes, memories, wishes written in tiny thread. What was and what was yet to come, bits of an
--------eternity stretching out forever in either direction weaved into a tapestry of a story.

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