[cakepopcat]

About Foxifae
Foxifae are fox-sized mammals that have been recently discovered in many different environments around the globe. Usually shortened to “foxi,” the furry marsupials typically are found to keep an item in their pouch that has special meaning and value to them. While there is a common and ‘default’ breed of foxi, several different subtypes with traits adapted to their specific environments have been observed and more are being discovered all the time! They produce a fairy-dust of sorts that allows for brief flight and levitation despite their wing stubs not being fully developed. They are social animals that exhibit very human-like emotions, and even more surprisingly, perform selfless and heartfelt acts of kindness for and to support not only their fellow foxi, but other animals and even humans as well. They thrive off the affection and care of each other and it seems that family is by no way limited to blood in their communities. In fact, it seems that they've even began accepting complete outsiders into their communities, allowing for unprecedented opportunities for research of these fascinating creatures. Will you join us in our research of this amazing community?

This is a writing contest!! :"o
I want to read something they've written! Their pouch item is a feather pen ovo
It can be any kind of writing, poem, story, song lyrics, whatever you'd like. Maximum of 1500 words though ^^"
It has to be something that the foxi wrote!

This ends on Sept. 15th ;w; good luck! feel free to pm me with questions. No extras!

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[Divantae]

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Name;
Gender;
What they've written;
wip

[osamu]

Username; greenpanthr
Name; cico
Gender; female
What they've written; they're currently working on it, but it's almost done.

[Neon sparks]

Username; Lieutenant sparks
Name; Mori
Gender; female
What they've written;

the sky, bitter and shy.
the clouds, imposing and cold.
lucidly luminous at the sun's edge, bleeding across the silver of tomorrow.
lovely and lonely, it cry’s at the end of each heat wave
like a child it is fragile to the temperate waves.
clouds liquefy over deep dreamy air of warmly heated locks, dripping in dew.
lovingly lacing and in brightening glow
painted wildly each day a new
blue black and yellow, purple and pink lustre.
a luxurious colour rivalling in strength.
cumulus froth and stratus sheath.
lazy lax limbs of cirrus fog.
if one could live on a roof
one would just to be closer to you and your light, To lie on a lake of fluff.
a soft halcyon holds off the edge of a drizzle.

[redhorizon]

Username; beau-tiful
Name; Rory - “Test Subject XVII”
Gender; Male
What they've written;

Day 1 - Arrival

I’m not really sure where I am or how I got here. I just know that this morning, I woke up in this cell with nobody around, only dimly lit by a light in the corner. I was dazed and confused and I felt somewhat groggy, like I’d been sedated and was just coming out of it, which is likely exactly what had happened. I couldn’t find my phone or any of my other belongings, except for my feather pen and notebook. I had nobody to contact or anybody to call to, it was like I was the only living being left.

After god knows how long, a large metal door made a click and swung open to reveal a foxi that I couldn’t quite recognize. With more light in the room, I could now see several more cells, 16 others to be exact, each with a silent foxi inside. Confused, I went to speak but stopped myself, figuring that if there was something to be said, it’d have been said by then. The foxi that had just arrived walked up to my cell, a white lab coat far too big dragging at their paws, and I could finally make out their face. They introduced themself, a female foxi named Tea. What an innocent name for such a seemingly horrifying situation. Tea then explained to me where I was and why I was here. Well, sort of. This is what I know:

I was brought here, a testing facility, as a test subject. I have no memory of coming here, and she told me my memory had been wiped. My last memory is from back at home, working on my newest book, in the middle of the night. Then I showed up here. There are 17 of us here including me, and most of the others have been here for quite a while. I was told that eventually, this place starts to feel like home. I don’t think so, but I don’t think I have much choice.

I woke to a plate of food on my little desk, with a glass of water beside it. I graciously chugged the water before I picked at the food, what looked like some sort of sandwich gone wrong. I could hear the sounds of the others eating their meals as well and that’s when it hit me that I’m likely going to be stuck here for quite some time. I’m not sure what’s going to come next but I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. I’ll write more as I have the time.

Day 2 - Acquaintances

Today was less overwhelming and more getting to know the place. By now I’ve moved past the panic and into trying to figure out what the next bit of my life will be like. There’s a tiny clock on the wall, towards the far corner, that I hadn’t noticed before. I also have a desk, a chair, a stack of notebooks on a shelf under my desk, a bottle of ink, and a bed. The cell - well, room as I'm apparently supposed to call it - is small, but not too small. It's cozy. I have room to move around, which is nice, but that's about it. Breakfast comes at 7:30 on the dot, lunch is at 11:30, and dinner is at 6:00. There's an optional snack at 3:00. Testing occurs periodically throughout the day, at no specific time. I guess it's just whenever they feel the need or whatever. They alternate between the 17 of us, and usually we each go at least once a day, though on occasion we get a day without. We're free to do whatever in between those specific times. Lights out is 11:00, which seems fairly reasonable, but nobody really listens to it as it isn't enforced. We're allowed to request one item every week, and most ask for things like books or puzzles to occupy themselves. Apparently that's also a part of the testing, but I don't mind if it means I have something to do. We're allowed to talk to each other throughout the day as well, though for the most part everyone seems pretty quiet. I don't really blame them. I guess that's all I have to say about today, not much has happened that should be documented. I'll write more in a few days.

Day 8 - Testing and Requests

Five days ago, the testing started. I'm still not positive what they're testing for, but the testing isn't quite as bad as I thought it'd be. They treat us kind of like prisoners here, but I guess at least they let us request things so it could be worse. They mentioned something about my DNA last time I went back, about an hour ago, so I think there may be something unique about us, which is why we're here. Most of the testing consists of taking blood, maybe taking fur samples, sometimes they have me complete certain tasks. It seems quite tedious sometimes, but I'm sure they have a reason. I haven't seen Tea around very often, surprisingly, so I assume her presence must be rare. She seems to be the director of this whole operation.

Today I got to make my first request. I asked for colored pencils, so I could color. It's so bland here, I miss the little pops of color from the outside world. While I was in testing, they delivered my pencils and they were there when I returned. I've been coloring ever since.

My room is littered with drawings, little pops of color on every page, and I feel like it livens the place up a bit. The foxi in the room beside mine has been very quiet since I arrived, so I drew something for them and slid it through the bars separating our rooms. There was no response, but I think they liked it. Everybody seems so sullen here, and I feel like they've been here for quite a while. I can see how this place could really weigh down on someone. I hope whatever this testing is ends soon so we can all get out of here. Then again, I'm sure they all thought the same thing when they got here.

I'm going to get back to coloring, I'm not sure when I'll write again.

Day 14 - Confusion

Today was.. weird. I went back for testing twice, but I guess it's fair since yesterday I didn't go at all. The testing has gotten to be quite repetitive, though they've begun to take more blood at a time and I've seen them mixing chemicals with it. I think they're looking for something, but I'm not sure what. Yesterday they said something about a serum, but they wouldn't answer any questions about it. I'm beginning to get slightly frustrated, but hopefully things will make sense soon.

Tea stopped by earlier today, she checked in with each of us. She seemed concerned about something, but not surprisingly, she didn't explain. She didn't seem happy and it rubbed off on the rest of us. I'm not really in the mood to write much more. I'll be back when I have something interesting to say.

Day 34 - Problems

I don't have much time, I have to write everything down quickly. I found out what they're testing for. They're testing to see if our DNA is compatible with what they call "nanobots," which are basically tiny robots they implant in your bloodstream. These nanobots take control over us. I'm still not sure what they plan to use them for, but if they succeed, we'll be slaves. We all found out when somebody leaked to one of us and it spread like wildfire. They called Tea and I heard them mention wiping memories. I'm not thrilled about this at all. I need to get out of here, this place is bad news. I'll write more once this gets figured out, I have to hurry now. Tea's coming.

Day 1 - Arrival

I'm not sure where I am or how I got here, all I know is that my last memory is of me sitting in my study in the middle of the night, working on my latest book. And now I'm here. I guess this place is some sort of testing facility, but I have no idea what the testing could possibly be for. I'm optimistic about it, though. There are 16 others and they seem to have been here for quite a while. I met a foxi who seems to be the director of this whole thing, her name is Tea. She explained what exactly this place is and what will be happening, which I'm not a fan of but it could be worse. Every week I get to request something, almost anything. It keeps us entertained I guess. I'm oddly really tired, so I'm going to finish explaining tomorrow. I'm going to take a nap.

[1,500 words]

[Softea]

ahh very pretty,
res

[sweetsakura]

Username; Sweet._.Sakura
Name; Luci
Gender; Female
What they've written;

∂єαя ∂ιαяу,
ι'νє ωσякє∂ ѕσ нαя∂ тσ ƒιη∂ α ℓєgєη∂ тσ ωяιтє αвσυт ƒσя му ∂єgяєє. му ∂яєαм נσв ιѕ тσ вє¢σмє му тσωηѕ αη¢ιєηт ƒσℓкℓσяє ѕтσяутєℓℓєя. ι тнσυgнт ι ωαѕ αвσυт тσ gινє υρ, ωнєη ι яυммαgє∂ ∂єєρ ιηтσ тнє ƒσℓкℓσяє ƒιℓєѕ αη∂ ƒσυη∂ αη ιηтєѕтιηg ℓєgєη∂ αвσυт α ℓσ¢αℓ нєяσ ¢αℓℓє∂ ιяα αη∂ нσω ѕнє ωαѕ ¢υяѕє∂ ву тнє мσση. ι ƒιη∂ ιт ѕσ ƒαѕ¢ιηαтιηg тнαт тнιѕ ℓєgєη∂ αρραяєηтℓу нαρρєηє∂ 1000 уєαяѕ αgσ ιη συя ѕмαℓℓ тσωη. ι ρяєѕєηт тσ уσυ 'тнє тαℓє σƒ тнє мσση'ѕ ¢υяѕє'.

Work for my Foxifae Folklore Writing Degree: (The Tale Of The Moon's Curse) Foxifae Legend #5:

Every year, as soon as the 12th full moon has risen, a young foxifae would be taken by the moon for a mysterious reason. For the night of the sacrifice was about to begin, and the moons light would choose his next kin. All on the top of an old, slightly moonlit hill, stood a group of young foxifae which Ira was in. All trembling they were, scared and crying, for they all knew the one the moon chooseth was sentenced for dying. Out of the darkness, out of the clouds, the moons rays where about to pass. The trembling foxifae all closed their eyes, for they didnt wanted to be chosen to rise. A blinding light lit up the hills base, and slowly moved around, finally shining onto Ira’s face. The young female screamed in fear, and taken aback, ran away and dissapeared. She ran into the forest, through bushes and mist, without food and water, she was forced to scavenge.
Meanwhile, the moon, angry at the rest, was planning his malicious revenge.

After 3 days and 3 nights, Ira returned. The foxifae behind her all stood still, frozen into stone, and young Ira felt awful and so alone... Crying really hard and feeling so much pain, she ran away for ever, and was never... seen... again...

Legends say Ira roams around to this day, at night hiding from the moon, by which she was cursed and nearly sentenced for doom.

∂єαя ∂ιαяу,
тσ∂αу ιѕ тнє ∂αу тнαт ι ωιℓℓ тυяη ιη му єηтяу! ι нσρє тнαт ι gєт му ∂єgяєє! ѕєє уσυ ℓαтєя ∂ιαяу.

[Esther~]

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[mierose]

Username; Mistykeka
Name; wip
Gender; Male
What they've written; wip

[MOVED !!!]

Username; Vanishing Pixie
Name; Eugen Fisher Wallneil
Gender; Male
What they've written;
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"𝔗he ℭastaway"xxxxxxxxx
(personal poem (of some sort) and mental diary entry.)
Body weak, eyes closed, fur soaked, the taste of salt, then the roars of the sea, my eyes & senses now suddenly awake, as I looked around, to my great dismay, the great ship was in debris, it was as scattered as the sand it laid upon, so I then thought to myself,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx"Was it my fault?".

( I haven't written something like this in ages, sorry if it isn't the best!
He basically owned a ship along with another captain,
but then the ship got destroyed by a storm
because he (and the other captain, but mainly him) made a bad decision.)
((rip, wish i could write more about him...good luck everyone :0c))