hey everyone!! i'm not dead, i've just been really busy for the past few months. i'm gonna try to make adopts n stuff more often, so here's my first in a while!
it was a wip that i had and finished up, i hope you like them <3
this one's gonna be a writing comp!! here's the prompt:
you are walking through the wind-whipped deserts of northern aviaria, when you see a tall, thin figure walking in the distance. it's the first you've seen in miles, and it seems to be carrying something. as you approach them, you call out against the roaring wind, asking them if they know where any shelter is. they guide you to a rocky cliff outcropping shielded from the wind and sand, and only now you get a good look at them. they're covered in scars, with a nick in one ear, and they're wearing worn out clothes that don't fit them quite right. the thing they were carrying turns out to be an old gaudy golden carpet, which they set next to their tail that's been broken in more than one spot. the jackal pulls out two cans of beans and a lighter, which they use to heat them up before offering you one. "seems we're gonna be here a while," they say, looking out at the raging sandstorm. "wanna hear a story?"
your job is to tell the jackal's story! it can be about anything, but it must have to do with them or their history. it doesn't need to be 100% true, either. it can be as long or as short as you wish, and it can be told in any manner you want {first person, third person, flashback-style, etc.}
prettying is allowed, extras are not. here's a basic form you can fill out, and you may not add anything that isn't in the form! anything else you want to tell me about them must be told through your story.
this ends in one week, but i may extend it if enough people ask!
good luck <3
it was a wip that i had and finished up, i hope you like them <3
this one's gonna be a writing comp!! here's the prompt:
you are walking through the wind-whipped deserts of northern aviaria, when you see a tall, thin figure walking in the distance. it's the first you've seen in miles, and it seems to be carrying something. as you approach them, you call out against the roaring wind, asking them if they know where any shelter is. they guide you to a rocky cliff outcropping shielded from the wind and sand, and only now you get a good look at them. they're covered in scars, with a nick in one ear, and they're wearing worn out clothes that don't fit them quite right. the thing they were carrying turns out to be an old gaudy golden carpet, which they set next to their tail that's been broken in more than one spot. the jackal pulls out two cans of beans and a lighter, which they use to heat them up before offering you one. "seems we're gonna be here a while," they say, looking out at the raging sandstorm. "wanna hear a story?"
your job is to tell the jackal's story! it can be about anything, but it must have to do with them or their history. it doesn't need to be 100% true, either. it can be as long or as short as you wish, and it can be told in any manner you want {first person, third person, flashback-style, etc.}
prettying is allowed, extras are not. here's a basic form you can fill out, and you may not add anything that isn't in the form! anything else you want to tell me about them must be told through your story.
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username:
name:
gender:
story:
this ends in one week, but i may extend it if enough people ask!
good luck <3
