[Softballpup12]

Hey guys! What's up?

I've got a lot going on right now involving school and family, but I'm free this weekend and will most likely be releasing the majority of my adopts within the next couple of days. The competition is just a way for me to remember that things can get better, so it involves issues being solved.

To win this viscet, write a short story (in 600 words or less) about a time they've faced peer pressure. It should include...
- Peer pressure in some form.
- How they reacted to that Peer Pressure and/or whether they gave into it.
- How they resolved the issue. If they resisted, what friends did they lose? If they gave in, how did they deal with the effects of that descision?
- A happy ending, preferably not a cheesy one, but feel free to make me laugh! :)

Things to keep in mind...
- Peer Pressure isn't always negative!
- CS rules don't allow discussion about certain topics Peer Pressure could relate to. Pease be careful when deciding what to write about!
- I enjoy stories that interpret prompts in a unique and unexpected way! Be creative!
- Coding won't be judged, but feel free to pretty up your form! I enjoy reading forms a large amount more if they are structured and separated into sections!

Extras allowed...
- Up to two art pieces; no comics
- A playlist of three or less songs for me to listen to while reading your form
- A haiku with up to three stanzas

End Date: November 10th

Base Form:

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[center][b]Username[/b]:
[b]Viscet Name[/b]:
[b]Gender[/b]:
[b]Gender for Breeding Purposes[/b]:
[b]Short Story[/b]: (Up to 600 Words)

Extras...
[b]Art[/b]: (Up to 2 pieces)
[b]Song Playlist[/b]: (Up to three songs)
[b]Haiku[/b]: (Up to three stanzas)[/center]

[Matreats]

WOW marking now c:

Username: Matreats
Viscet Name:
Gender:
Gender for Breeding Purposes:
Short Story: (Up to 600 Words)

Extras...
Art: (Up to 2 pieces)
Song Playlist: (Up to three songs)
Haiku: (Up to three stanzas)

[Vluwu]

Username: Blukitty53
Viscet Name: Strychnine
Gender: Female
Gender for Breeding Purposes: Female
Short Story:

... ❧ "Halloween bash! Come and enjoy yourselves! You know you want too! 5$ a Viscet to get in! Maybe even join the costume contest! Or the talent Show- boast your talents!" Strychnine held her binder close to her as she read the flyer. She was never one of the popular kids, and would usually stay away from any school events. She sighed, I have been working on my potion making lately- and if I go I might actually become noticed... At that moment the bell rang for her next class. Thinking quickly, she took the flyer from the wall and stuffed it into her binder; crinkling it in the process.

... ❧ “Have fun!” Her mother smiled, waving goodbye to her daughter as she dropped her off at the school. She was quite surprised in the way the school looked: Fake Spiders and their webs hung from the trees, Skeletons and zombies were placed throughout the courtyard, along with much more. She walked into the building, Her bag hanging from her arm. She noticed three tables. Strychnine made her way over to the talent show table. She picked up the pen and began writing her name onto the list, her witch costume hat tilting over her eyes. I hope I know what I’m doing…

... ❧ “Up next, Strychnine! Show us what you can do.” The crowd went quiet, some murmuring to each other. She walked onto stage, trying to not buckle in to nervousness. Come on, don't screw this up- Oh god what do I even say? She walked over to the table that was set up for her in advance. She took out all the vials in her bag and set them onto the table. She inhaled slowly, before a smile spred accross her face, “Alright! So,” She looked around the crowd, “You, What's your favorite animal?” She asked, pointing to the Viscet in the front.
“A lion I guess?” The Viscet yelled aloud. “Well, Prepare to be amazed!” She opened up multiple vials and poured them all into one large jar. The audience watched blankly as nothing happened for a few moments. But suddenly, a large *Poof* of blue vapor emitted from jar. The large cloud rising into the air- Quickly, she shaped the vapor by splashing a clear liquid into the air in multiple patterns. After a few moments, the vapor shaped into the desired animal, the lion. Some of the students didn't know what to say, while others were yelling in enthusiasm. Quickly, another viscet yelled out to do a wolf. She obliged- a new animal shaping the sky, but made from pink cloud instead. The crowd cheered. She smiled, She was happy.

... ❧ I guess this isn't too bad after-all. But then, It happened, she slipped on the slick stage- results of the vapor falling and setting. She bumped into the table, knocking the open vials into each other, making the fluids mix. Her eyes widened in fear- not to her health, but to what would happen next. Everything happened so fast she couldn't duck for cover. The reaction was so quick, before she knew it a large amount of dark slime, foam, and vapor exploded from the area of the table, Covering her completely. Once the vapor cleared, so did her mind. She could hear laughing from the audience. Not a fun, friendly laugh, but a menacing, deadly one in her own ears. She was being made fun of, this was exactly what she was afraid of. Tears quickly filler her eyes. Completely mortified, she ran off the stage- regretting her decision that came to her humiliation. [598 - 600]
*// the [c]...[/c] ❧ Adds 8 words. Please use documant, or copy paste words into a word counter without the spacers! thank you <3

Extras...
WIP!

Playlist
.. ❧ Night in the Woods - Rainy Day
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Art: (Up to 2 pieces)
Song Playlist: (Up to three songs)
Haiku: (Up to three stanzas)

[Zeve]

mark~

[cyberdragon725]

oh heck mark

[Jaegalex]

Username: Lymph

Viscet Name: Lorenzo

Gender: Male

Gender for Breeding Purposes: Male

Short Story:

> Irish culture involves how teens act, they go to discos, as teens, now that that's out of the way, the story can begin.

> Lorenzo had a best friend, Rebekah was her name, she went to a different school, she wasn't around much, she lived in the country and he was a townie, but not the infamous townies that Rebekah hates, just someone who lived in town. He enjoyed doodling all over his refill pad in classes he could like science or SPHE because he liked art. He was part of a large group of friends, the classic "Jokers" group, they got in trouble a lot, but he never did anything outrageous. It probably seems like he was pressured into something bad, like a prank but it was not so. His friends wanted to go to this disco, off one of the junctions on the motorway. He didn't want to go, it wasn't his scene. So many people crowded, dancing, it would be so hot there and he knew what happened there. Rebekah knew more than him, she had gone once before, with her in school best friend, Jessi. They didn't go again because Jessi didn't really like it. Lorenzo gave into his in school friends plea's, it was common practice to go, it couldn't be all that bad right? He asked Rebekah to go, and she said yes, she didn't have anyone to go with though, well for a while, she went with her as she calls them "Slightly less cool, kind of cringey but really nice friends"

> Lorenzo wore the overused t-shirts all the lads wore and Rebekah wore a pretty, short, slightly revealing dress, that's what the girls usually wore. Rebekah called it "The strongest double standard I've experienced, but it's a pretty dress, makes me confident" He was glad Rebekah didn't mind them going.

> She seemed really happy, taking pictures, dancing, she was a surprisingly good dancer, he watched her for a long time, she went outside a lot, and to the bathroom, she was kind of overheating but you couldn't tell. She was good at covering it up. No one really took pictures with Lorenzo, he didn't realise how many friends Rebekah had, it was kind of abnormal, she knew so many people, unlike him, he was stuck in the middle of the room avoiding everyone kissing at the walls.

> Eventually, his friends came up to him, they said he should kiss someone, Lorenzo said he wasn't into it. "Come on Enzo, don't be nervous, I'm sure someone will be willing" "It's not if they say no, it's if they say yes!" "Enzo don't be like that, you want to be socially acceptable right?" "I.. uh.." "Enzo come on..." "Ill be back in a second ok?" "OOOOOO SOMEONES SCARED!"

> Lorenzo ran to find Rebekah, "Enzo, hey! Enjoying yourself? Enzo? Enzo what's wrong?" "The lads want me to kiss someone and I'm too nervous" "Aww, Enzo, my friends always do that to me, just laugh it off and say no, and laugh more!" "I already told them I was scared" "Are you?" "Well it's just that-" "Come here Enzo" "Where are we going?" "Over to your friends" They walked over, she dragged him by the arm, her friends watched from a safe distance. "What are we goin- " She kissed him, right then and there, in front of his friends and hers. He wouldn't have to be nervous with her, if he was a terrible kisser it wouldn't matter. When she stepped back he leaned in and whispered,

> "More than best friends?" She smiled, nodded and walked away.



(That was exactly 600 words I'm sorry)

Extras...

Art: (Up to 2 pieces) WIP

Song Playlist:

> Womanizer - Britney Spears

Enjoy the irony of this song, but it also gives you an idea of the kind of music that plays at those kinds of things.


Haiku:

> Pieces fall to place,
me in the gifted failures,
luck or pain consumes.

> She says to me that,
"Live your life, for you in peace,
I watch happily"

> In waking moments,
I stand there, waiting, holding,
her heart in my hand.

I study poetry, it is difficult to decipher, sorry, but it reveals a bit of his future

[Jippy]

Username: Dreamlight
Viscet Name: Victoria
Gender: female
Gender for Breeding Purposes: female
Short Story: I love art, like it is literally my life. I love drawing, painting, pottery, anything with art literally. Don’t get me mistaken though, I’m not your average viscet the gets messy with paint all over my apron thingy. No I am neat, trust me. There is nothing that bothers me more then a mess. Anyways I was noticed for my artistic abilities and offered to go to a new school for arts. It was quite expensive but somehow I was accepted on a scholarship. It was some rich high school dorm that I was not excited to go to but my parents kept bugging me to accept and my friends were all encouraging even if it meant not seeing them often. All week I kept hearing “Hey Victoria are you going, it’s a great opportunity, have you decided, blah, blah, blah.” Ugh I was tired of it, then at dinner I lost it. We were at the dinner table, my parents and me before they asked me for the 156th time (in counting) “So Vi have you decided by now, the offer ends tonight.” I looked up, they both looked at me hopefully. That’s when I realized I didn’t have a choice anymore. No matter how much I stalled it would keep bouncing back to me so with a sigh I said the four words I probably would regret. Ughhhhhhh (yes that is one of the words) fine I’ll go. I expected them to get up and start cheering and flipping around, bouncing off walls, and like doing 80’s dance moves but they sat there and replied calmly “I’m so happy you came around honey” patted me on the shoulder and dashed to accept the letter. So now I have to go to a school two weeks in late, fun... Now I’ll have to suffer through this. Hopefully it’s not as bad as their homepage, I mean it literally screams NOTICE ME I AM RICH AND EXPENSIVE!!! I know I have no right to judge but I imagine everyone there acting “oh my gosh like totally” and I bet there bathrooms have golden toilets or something. Okay.... maybe not the golden toilet part. Oh well one last night before I start on this adventure it’s like a new canvas, empty and ready for me to paint my world.

I originally had written up to two thousand my bad after having so much fun writing this , so I changed it to this. Decided end it off like this for the reader to judge their future and interpret their journey. Hope you enjoyed!

Extras...
Art: (Up to 2 pieces)
Song Playlist: (Up to three songs)
Haiku: (Up to three stanzas)

Attending a new art school
Bet they have golden toilets
Eew that’s strange pee-yoo

The people there say
Oh My Gosh Like Totally
Such a valley girl

Sorry if I judged
I hope to start fresh and clean
Starting fresh new page

[Mint Chip]

marking to see the winner c:

[Jippy]

Good luck everyone!

[Softballpup12]

I'm sorry this took so long to be judged. This time frame was absolutely unacceptable and for that I apologize profusely. I haven't been on CS at all in months, so thaty is part of it... anyway, normally I'd do detailed commentary on each form, but it's 1 am and I'm exhausted. Thanks for the forms guys, I did thouroughly enjoy them all. The winner is Lymph. Congrats on your new viscet!

Username: Lymph

Viscet Name: Lorenzo

Gender: Male

Gender for Breeding Purposes: Male

Short Story:

> Irish culture involves how teens act, they go to discos, as teens, now that that's out of the way, the story can begin.

> Lorenzo had a best friend, Rebekah was her name, she went to a different school, she wasn't around much, she lived in the country and he was a townie, but not the infamous townies that Rebekah hates, just someone who lived in town. He enjoyed doodling all over his refill pad in classes he could like science or SPHE because he liked art. He was part of a large group of friends, the classic "Jokers" group, they got in trouble a lot, but he never did anything outrageous. It probably seems like he was pressured into something bad, like a prank but it was not so. His friends wanted to go to this disco, off one of the junctions on the motorway. He didn't want to go, it wasn't his scene. So many people crowded, dancing, it would be so hot there and he knew what happened there. Rebekah knew more than him, she had gone once before, with her in school best friend, Jessi. They didn't go again because Jessi didn't really like it. Lorenzo gave into his in school friends plea's, it was common practice to go, it couldn't be all that bad right? He asked Rebekah to go, and she said yes, she didn't have anyone to go with though, well for a while, she went with her as she calls them "Slightly less cool, kind of cringey but really nice friends"

> Lorenzo wore the overused t-shirts all the lads wore and Rebekah wore a pretty, short, slightly revealing dress, that's what the girls usually wore. Rebekah called it "The strongest double standard I've experienced, but it's a pretty dress, makes me confident" He was glad Rebekah didn't mind them going.

> She seemed really happy, taking pictures, dancing, she was a surprisingly good dancer, he watched her for a long time, she went outside a lot, and to the bathroom, she was kind of overheating but you couldn't tell. She was good at covering it up. No one really took pictures with Lorenzo, he didn't realise how many friends Rebekah had, it was kind of abnormal, she knew so many people, unlike him, he was stuck in the middle of the room avoiding everyone kissing at the walls.

> Eventually, his friends came up to him, they said he should kiss someone, Lorenzo said he wasn't into it. "Come on Enzo, don't be nervous, I'm sure someone will be willing" "It's not if they say no, it's if they say yes!" "Enzo don't be like that, you want to be socially acceptable right?" "I.. uh.." "Enzo come on..." "Ill be back in a second ok?" "OOOOOO SOMEONES SCARED!"

> Lorenzo ran to find Rebekah, "Enzo, hey! Enjoying yourself? Enzo? Enzo what's wrong?" "The lads want me to kiss someone and I'm too nervous" "Aww, Enzo, my friends always do that to me, just laugh it off and say no, and laugh more!" "I already told them I was scared" "Are you?" "Well it's just that-" "Come here Enzo" "Where are we going?" "Over to your friends" They walked over, she dragged him by the arm, her friends watched from a safe distance. "What are we goin- " She kissed him, right then and there, in front of his friends and hers. He wouldn't have to be nervous with her, if he was a terrible kisser it wouldn't matter. When she stepped back he leaned in and whispered,

> "More than best friends?" She smiled, nodded and walked away.



(That was exactly 600 words I'm sorry)

Extras...

Art: (Up to 2 pieces) WIP

Song Playlist:

> Womanizer - Britney Spears

Enjoy the irony of this song, but it also gives you an idea of the kind of music that plays at those kinds of things.


Haiku:

> Pieces fall to place,
me in the gifted failures,
luck or pain consumes.

> She says to me that,
"Live your life, for you in peace,
I watch happily"

> In waking moments,
I stand there, waiting, holding,
her heart in my hand.

I study poetry, it is difficult to decipher, sorry, but it reveals a bit of his future