[grifforik]

Username: Idem
Name: Plasma
Gender: Female

Mutations:
None

For this contest you need to show me a storm gif, and s short story of how they react in a storm. You only get one extra.

Rules:
Gif: MUST be a storm gif
Story: Only up to 200 words for a story.
Extras: only one extra, one piece of art (no animation or comic), or 200 more words.

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End date:
2 days after the first post.

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[SoupPupped]

Username:
SoupPupped
Name:
Bay
Gender:
Female
Story:
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last res i swear

[tiny little box]

Username:tiny little box
Name:karma
Gender: female
Gif:

Story:
The smell of wet grass filled karmas nose.The sky had darkened immensely then the afternoons bright and sunny exterior.She stayed close to a small tree,picking up the little pieces of cloth she was sewing together to make the perfect gift for her friend.
"How could I be so foolish to forget the time" she muttered to herself.
The stillness of the wild life around karma made her stand on end.She was running out of time.She had to make it to her safe spot.Her mind raced as she tried to make it when she spotted the first silvery drop of rain land directly on her muzzle.A boom and a crack of white lit up the sky like fire.Karma couldn't move,blinded by fear.Once she got her legs to work she ran quickly.Going as fast as possible.To her safe haven

BOOM

CRACK

She knew she wasn't going to make it.In a moment of anxiety filled panic she hide under a bush,curling up in pure terror and fear

167/200

Other:

[Vluwu]

Dropping out- Congrats to the winner~

[Macyduke]

Username: Macyduke
Name: Caspen (feel free to call him Cas)
Gender: Male
Gif:

Story:
"Sixty sheep, sixty-one sheep, sixty-two sheep. Jeesh how many sheep are you supposed to count before falling asleep?" murmured Caspen quietly, his brain still doing its best to keep him awake in spite of his best attempts to sleep hours ago. In an effort to keep his thoughts from drifting to his little sister, who probably had her paw in her mouth sucking on it like a pacifier, and how angry he was with everyone for favoring her over him- to late. Before he could indulge himself in reliving his past along with the endured abuse, a small drop of water shattered his train of thought. His eyes crossed in an attempt to see the rain between his eyes. "I'm just bitter butter snout." He said dismissing thoughts of his family as he leapt away from his lawn chair. A burst of white light and an ear-ripping crack caused him to jump in surprise. The one thing he loved more than a storm, was an emotional one. Unable to contain how giddy he was, Cas let out a high pitch squeal. Unsure of whether to climb into his stormchasing vehicle or look for an open space to watch the storm. (200/200)

Other:
Caspen's insomnia causes him to lay awake most nights, cursing the sun, and watching the light of the stars beyond the ceiling in the sky, waiting for their light to fade when the center of the universe crawls out of bed to outshine them. He thinks there's a certain beauty in the prized ball of fire falling to rest in a distant sea that temporarily extinguishes it's flame. Finding life very different when the sun is gone, dangerous and to be frank, more lively than it is during the light hours. He's not sure why, but he loves the intoxication that tumbles out of bars, the sickness that fallows drunken parties and misguided rage that results in breaking baseball bats on mailboxes. What Caspen loves most about others bursts of emotion, is how they're left dry eyed and sometimes broken. He knows it's wrong of him to relish in the suffering of those closest to him, but can't fight the giddy feelings he gets from watching them try to pick up the pieces and try to put themselves back together. Unable to stop himself from trying to make the situation worse by "accidentally" saying something he shouldn't. (197/200)

[Syd March]

Username: irlkylo
Name: Hearth
Gender: Male
Gif: xx
Story:
Hearth's heart leapt when he heard the first crack of thunder. It was finally storm season! He rushed outside, making sure to grab his coat. He turned his head up to the sky, a smile creeping across his face. He loved stormchasing, and anything to do with storms. He waited all year for the thunderstorms, and now that it was time, he threw his arms out and let the rain wash over him. If he got sick, well, so be it. It was all part of the experience. His paws squished in the softening grass, and he gripped the mud with his toes. Filming the storm was another thing he liked to do, so his phone found its way out of his pocket. He realized he had forgot to put it in a ziploc bag, but then decided he wasn't missing a second of this for something as trivial as water. (151 words)
Other:
When it isn't storm season, Hearth enjoys playing Pokemon Go. Certainly, he has caught Pokemon and won gyms during large thunderstorms, but he finds it more fun to play on clear days, when other people are out catching Pokemon as well. He is team valor, and has all sorts of Valor merchandise, including an incredibly heavy keychain. He owns a stuffed animal of Squirtle, his favorite pokemon, and he sleeps with it at night.

Something else he does is create music. His instrument of choice is the trumpet, and he thinks of himself as semi-professional. He has written songs for himself, and has also written for a short film his friend produced. (112 words)

[~Ash Wolf~]

Username: Ash Wolf
Name: Kasper
Gender: Male
Gif:
Story:
'this'= Kasper
"This" = voice

The rain hit my pelt as I run trying to find my way home.
"I'm so scared.'
"Oh stop it it's just a storm."
I trip over a rock falling into the mud. I cover my head feeling like I can somehow protect myself from the lightning.
'But I'm cold and all alone.'
"You're fine, you're stronger than this. Just get up already."
Struggling to stand back up I continue to fight the storm.
"See you're doing it."
It starts the hail.
'I can't go on anymore I just can't.'
"JUST GO!"
I speed up feeling the hard hail hit my face.
'It hurts.'
"But you're almost there."
I stop then I see my home just a few sprints away.
I smile.
See? You did it. You got through the storm."
'Yeah I guess I did...'
"So are you still scared of storms?"
'No I'm not anymore.'
I say with a smile padding into my warm cozy home.

[Idem]

Username:
Idem
Name:
Plasma
Gender:
Female
Story:
Plasma was sitting in her home, in her recliner chair reading a book for her senior English class, as thunder snapped outside. Thoughts ran through her mind as she leapt from her chair. I've gotta go get my canvas and paints! she thought to herself, tossing her book onto her chair and sprinting to her room. She swept up her supplies and ran to her covered porch. I've gotta finish this final project for my art class. I wanted to do something to finish it with a bang, and this should really impress the teacher. She looked out the windows at the brewing storm, watching the lightning lick the water's edge along the beach. Setting up her easel, she got her paints out, smiling as she did the first stroke.
130/200
Other:
Art
(I'm linking it cause its a little big ^^` )

[fawn-]

Username: ♦fawn♦
Name: Lilo
Gender: Female
Gif: <--
Story:
Other:

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