[corvidous]

guess who's back?


anywho
this is a 'I'm back!' gift to you all ;v;

//I'll neaten up the edits once I fix my spaztastic tablet, I promise

to win this plumerian
you have to write me a story

it must be related to their favorite season
and it must be under 1,000 words
you have a week
judging should not take more than a day

you may;
pretty up
include sections for name, gender, sexuality
add one piece of art

you may not;
add more art
go over the word limit
bump past the close time excessively.

notice;;

I'd figured I'd do this since I've been getting some questions.
you may not add in backstory or personality sections, however you /may/ put those those into your story.
please do not add other sections!!


judging criteria;
a system of which I'll use to overlook forms.
use this to guide your forms!

15-15points; to story.
grammar, spelling, formatting, length, story told, explanation of season favorite. //if your form is overly depressing or a 'sob story', contains triggering or overly traumatic scenes, I will not consider it. please remember to keep things CS appropriate. Does the story flow well? Are paragraphs set up? Is there fitting content to the prompt? Does it show a story and a reasoning? Does it show character?//
5-5 points to art
personality shown, fits form, quality, effort, ordered or not ordered //did you try yourself or did you order it? does it fit the character? does it make sense for the form?//
5-5 points to form presentation
neatness, flow of content, readability. //I prefer simply coded forms to highly colored and 'bright' forms.//

[bullie]

reserve!!! >:3c

[TeaCat]

mark
name ; kodiak
gender ; male
sexuality ;
favourite season ; autumn - wip
under 1000 words
[img]art[/img]

[KatLove]

Dropping, good luck everyone <3

[she wolf warrior]

marking to watch <33

[yeena]

username: dave.
name: yu ((yoo))
gender: cis-male

xxx" Do you think that the angels are crying tonight ? "

You only snorted and glared at him out of the corners of your eye;
ears drawn down in slight annoyance. You just minded the pester.
It was raining out; soft and quiet and yet still raining like nothing.

xxx" Yu. Do you think angels are crying now, tonight ? "

You sighed loudly; a sign you were annoyed and fed up. Neither o-
f which were good signs. Though his bark and bite were both bad.

xxx" Thats stupid. Angels don't even exist you dumbo. "

Yu had hissed all too angrily and harshly for the slim figure curled-
up next to him. He never noticed the crystal tears running down hi
s oh-so-loved one's cheek then; never noticed the soft sniffles, nev
er had a second thought cross his mind when that slim figure unrav
eled itself from him and moved away; off the couch, off to the roo
m. He noticed nothing. That was the last he saw of his loved one...

He sat under the tall and bare oak, skate board safely laid down beside him and an unlit cigarette
held between his lips. His legs were drawn in close to his chest and he had his hood pulled up. It -
was the perfect time in autumn; when the wind was just cold enough to kill off most everything b
ut not sting bare flesh too much. The trees were all naked and provided no protection when the s
oft rain started to fall from the skies above. It didn't bug him much... and his hoodie plus 'board s
ure as heck didn't mind. He glanced up with an emotionless look; hoodie covering more than half-
of his expression. He forced a toothy smile up towards the gray sky. The wonders of why it was so
hard to smile right now; he wasn't upset and had no excuse to frown... his cold looks were probab
ly starting to become etched on his face. Whoops. Too bad honestly.

Of course, not all of his days were spent remorsing over old and yet never dead memories. He ha -
d a wealthy and alive family to still visit. He had friends to talk with. Though some of his days wer
e spent trying out new stunts at the closed skate park, some were spent cooped up inside and onli
ne, looking for a new (and 'nother) late night soulmate, other days were other days. Taking the ci-
garette out of his mouth his pressed the unlit cancer stick into the soft grass on the other side of h
im; he didn't need to get anything on his board. It was always a waste of money to do such actions
with the cigarette but he never seemed to care; he didn't smoke so.

He flinched slightly when a cold raindrop finally found his nose yet he didn't shift his hood to where
he covered his face again; instead he gently pulled his hood down and enjoyed the cool drops of wa
ter against his face. It was relaxing, to say the least. And he enjoyed it all... it felt real nice to him.

xxx" You've gotta stop crying for me Jackie. Please. "

Now, again, of course, not all of his autumn days were spent saying sorry to something that wasn't h
is anymore yet none of his Summer, Spring or Winter days were spent doing this either. Autumn was
just the time to start over- to start a new and clean your slate. Everything special died in this season.

He shook his head back into reality, ears wet and dripping water down his back now. Clicking his ton
gue he shook his head again and sprayed water around. Whoops. Looks like the rain picked up rather
stopped any. Well then. Slowly, very slowly, he started to gather himself up; 'board, legs, everything.

xxx" Jackie, Jack, 'CK lover, I'm sorry. For everything. "

[AustrianAce]

ahhh gorgeous babe ;u;

ideas;;
looking through an old photobook and sees something that triggers a memory
remembers his first snowfall, he had lived in (a place where it doesn't snow) before and then moved to a place where it did
Name Nevada? maybe

[Captain Chomp]

Res with name Chieko

[CalicoClaws]

Username:
FlowerCrownBoy
Gender:
Boy
Name:
Ryder
Story:

Ryder always HATED the heat, his fur always got so clammy because of that stuff you call sweat. He strongly dislikes anything that made him feel gross. The season he felt best in was just the beginning of fall. He always felt like it was the perfect weather to go walking, so that's what he did. He put on his small ear muffs and his boots and walked out. He walked along the old nature path that's behind his house. Crunching on every leaf that stood in his way. Ryder jumped from leaf to leaf, from rock to rock and from log to log. Ryder loved enjoying the nature and taking pictures of the trees.

Ryder was a goofy phototaker. He loves, and simply adores making photo collages for his friends. His best work always gets hung up on the fridge. But one day, one of his best collages flew away in the fall wind! Ryder chased after it, falling and tripping all over the place. He was getting really mad, but something caught his eye, a pumpkin! He walked over to it. "WOAHHH, It has a cool cat carved into it!!!" He said, picking it up from the doorstep. He was about to set it down until he heard a giggle. He quickly turned around and saw a lil plumie girl, she was giggling some more. "Hey why are you laughing?!" Ryder says with a grunt. The girl stopped and gave him a death glare. "HEY WHY ARE YOU HOLDING MY PUMPKIN?!" She shouted through laughs of amusement. Ryder looked so hurt, he dropped the pumpkin and rushed away, feeling tears form in his eyes. As he came to a close with a corner he looked behind him. He was surprised to see that the girl followed him, inside her paws was the pumpkin. "I'm sorry if hurt you.. I honestly didn't mean too... Here have this, you seemed to enjoy it." She said, handing it to him and then jogging away. Ryder just stood there stunned by the nice ways of the plumie.

"And that's why I love Fall! PUMPKINS AND ORANGE LEAVESSSS!" He said hurtling over his best friend. His friend was the exact same girl who gave him the pumpkin. Sadly the pumpkin has died but the memories didn't.
Art:

[vivi.]

username
leifa
name
Cryspin
Meaning // Curly-haired
Gender
Male
Story
wip