Parrapup Prompt Hub

[Beatnik]

Proud Founding species of "No Form Left Behind"
Please post Complete Prompts only!

Parrapups, or Parras, are an omnivorous, aviary quadrupedal species that originated from tropical areas, but after they were domesticated, they gained more levels of fur and different beaks. All parras spend a lot of time cleaning themselves, and preening their feathers if they have wings. Parras come with a variety of tails and beaks, but good luck finding one that does! Having a large gene pool Parras also have the chance to show some mutations. They come in a large variety of colors including bright neons and dull greys. All parras are a very social in some way and love to whistle, sing, and chatter to others- Parra or not!

Welcome to the Prompt Hub!~
While I work on other parrapup features, I will post frequent prompts (most likely Bi-weekly to give our artist/writers alike time to answer prompts creatively without being rushed.

♪ Rules ♪

- You must have the main thread marked to adopt

- All CS rules
- No bickering if you do not get a parra
- Anyone can enter for Parras. Even me.
- No selling Parras
- Do not bribe artists
- Do not ask to be in staff
- Only official artists can make customs
- NEVER change design w/o explicit
permission from the artist.
- If added to do acc., do not add edits
(Remember the 3 accessory rule)
- 1 month for each age stage minimum
- If you no longer want your Parra
PM an artist/mod to put them up for readoption
- Staff can make 2 customs

- You can take Parras offsite
- Only Parra owners can join in on the group activities
- 5 Parras per person
- You can only gift Parras after 1 month of owning them
- You need permission from an artist to gift.
- One custom per person (Unless you win another in an event)
- Contact Archivist before gifting
- Do not give your Parra wings as accessories (Mech. or fake)
- Artists are not required to draw accessories for you
- 1-3 accessories at a time on your parra.
(You can have separate outfits)
- No Blinding your Parra! >:/
- Wait 1 month before adopting a new parra!
- Please don't spam or post "Bumps"
- Staff can have 6 Parras

♫ Prompt Hub Specific Rules ♫
PLAGIARISM WILL NOT BE TOLERATED

- Prompt answers only
- No discussions
- Do not double post

- You may post links to your prompts in the fc
(So you may discuss them there, ect~)
- More rules to come as needed

[Beatnik]

Current Prompt

When your parrapup sets their paw through the beckoning tear, they are greeted to the soft feeling of fresh grass under the feet, but the portal behind them is gone for no one else to enter through. Around them is sky, wide open blue sky and the island is lush with trees, meadows, a paradise, all seeming held together by a towering tree that protects everything under its canopy. It seems like your parrapup can finally relax after the voices stop, and they can finally relax.

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[b]How does your parrapup respond to the new environment around them? Seemingly that they have left those that they knew on the other side of a closed portal, but other parras are coming out of the same type of portals.[/b]

Feel free to collaborate with others if you want to draw/write your parras with others nvn remember, only post completed forms this time so I know who completed entries in the prompt time

[ophanimera]

The insistent urges persist, drawing your parra's attention most of the time.. how do they react?

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Speakers:
Candina, Araxie and Super P

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Candina: "Imagine that someone were pulling at your feathers, your hair and fur and nails and skin, deep, deeper down into the marrow of your bones, trying to take you somewhere you didn't want to go, against your will. The thought blinds you from thinking of anything else, that you need to get away, to go wherever it is."

Super P: "My nightmares don't go away when I wake up. Crying doesn't help..."

Candina: "Imagine that your children are inconsolable, plagued too by the same condition, your family, friends and loved ones... Total strangers alike. Everyone but the people who claim to be your 'caretakers'. It's almost ironic."

Super P: "I tried hiding in a pillow fort, but they could still find me there..."

Candina: "Sleepless nights and sleepless days. You become accustomed to dead eyes all around you. You become numb to the inevitability of it. You lose hope that there is an end in sight. You want to leave and escape, you cry out: 'I want to go home!'... But you are 'home'. This is normal now."

Super P: "It's almost like they're too far away, so I can't see them. But they live in my ears now, I guess. I tried unraveling a roll of tissue paper and shoving what I could into my ears but Araxie... Mama... stopped me. She said I would only hurt myself trying to make it stop, and that everything would be okay..."

Candina: "I'm starting to doubt myself, my sense of what is real and what is not. Is it lack of sleep? Is it sheer frustration? I ask time and time again, 'Are you certain?' to my caretaker. Again the reply, 'Yes, I can't hear it.' It's unbearable. I sometimes wonder if they are doing this to torment us... to punish us..."

Super P: "Sometimes if I yell 'Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!' for a long time, it will end. Sometimes I try to listen to other things but if I fall asleep, I know that they will be there with me."

Candina: "Weeks pass by and no one sings any more. Not to their loved ones. Not to their children. Not in their idle time. The air hangs, exhausted of life. I'm not going to go wherever this voice is calling. I want nothing to do with it."

Super P: "I catch Candina and Mama fighting while I'm not around. I don't understand what's going on. Please... stop."

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Araxie: "I want to understand why. Why now? Why this? What's going on to everyone I know?

Why are we all affected a little differently? Candina is pessimistic, granted, and Super P is taking after her example, but I can't deny that this... thing, these voices, this condition, won't leave without a fight. I confront Candina time and time again, only to be met with anger and raised voices. Soupy won't listen to me. I'm trying to be reasonable. I'm trying to find a solution, even though there may not be any...

Maybe we shouldn't fight it? I'm not saying give up. I'm not saying that we should just abandon hope. I crave that knowledge, something I am promised or drawn to. Surely there's a reason for it all? Surely the change isn't this bad.

I want to see who is willing to make the great migration with me, to see who else wants to follow their 'voice', although it is faint, distant, and mostly unsettling. I'll keep looking, hoping, that someday I'll find a way to help us. I close my eyes, dream, and listen. "

[Xhat]

The insistent urges persist, drawing your parra's attention most of the time.. how do they react?

Space had always heard the voices. They were often a cacophony of tones speaking to him,
stumbling over each other; screaming and whispering all the same. He had long since grown
used to them - and great conversations did they have! Yet now, of all times, the voices had
fallen silent.


[This will be updated as the stories/reactions are completed!]
working on: Space
Need to do: Khya, Godiva, Tahiti, Bokuto, Nishinoya, Sam, Vice, Akinori

[Loadingconstella]

The insistent urges persist, drawing your parra's attention most of the time.. how do they react?

20th November, 2016

For the longest time, I've never been able to describe what I have felt, at least not with my voice - the fluttery, out of breath feelings when a parra supposedly good looking walk by, the sharp ones that make me stop and take a breath, making me doubt my health for a moment before moving on.
I think I'm good at words and maybe she thinks so too, my friend, Eirian - as a popular music maker I often go to dance clubs for my gigs so it's hard to get any sort of sleep already. And I think i'm absolutely crazy when I say write this, but i'm having strange dreams as of late, when I do get sleep it s just... voices. Taunting me with blurred words, each night, each time I go to sleep and they are now invading my social life - its as if there is someone close enough for me to hear something, but not full words - just some white noise. I have tried to follow it, but it's like they're running away... Do they want me to follow?
I'm so tired, more then usual... and I'm starting to loose interest in my music, which is worrying Eirian greatly, its why she suggested to do what I am doing now - writing about it, trying to get all my thoughts down so I can rearrange them all and hopefully just make it, well, make sense.
So, when did this all start? I don't really remember, its honestly just become a part of life for me now - but Eirian seems to notice the changes in the way I act? I thought I was acting fine until she brought it up, if i'm being honest (wip)

Parras -
Dee-Jay
Myst
Clockwork Hatter
and others one I find them

[TessyTheWolf]

The insistent urges persist, drawing your parra's attention most of the time.. how do they react?

Xander woke with a start. The sudden movement caused him to slide off the chair by the workbench where he'd fallen asleep, as he most often did. Shaking his head groggily, he tried to clear his mind, but to no avail. Seemingly still on the verge of sleep, the voices from his dream slithered their way into his consciousness.


... WIP ...

May add art.

(I haven't participated much in prompts before, so I'm hoping a story format is alright.)

[hqmary]

The insistent urges persist, drawing your parra's attention most of the time.. how do they react?

Oceanus hasn't slept in days.
(WIP)

[Beatnik]

Closed, added a new rule as well for complete prompts only! Or I suppose at least a little already done //v//

Next prompt up soon!

Also you won't want to edit your forms after this close, they will not be counted in the future if you work on them after the prompt is over

[Beatnik]

During the cold sweat of the night, the voices begin to grow too loud making sleep impossible, but in front of your parrapup, a glowing and calling tear in space stands, the voices now calling from it and urging your parra to pass through, needing them. Even when they get closer to the portal, they feel it is calling and pulling it to them, even warm, but it's making a thrumming sound as it stays open..

When your parrapup sets their paw through the beckoning tear, they are greeted to the soft feeling of fresh grass under the feet, but the portal behind them is gone for no one else to enter through. Around them is sky, wide open blue sky and the island is lush with trees, meadows, a paradise, all seeming held together by a towering tree that protects everything under its canopy. It seems like your parrapup can finally relax after the voices stop, and they can finally relax.

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[b]How does your parrapup respond to the new environment around them? Seemingly that they have left those that they knew on the other side of a closed portal, but other parras are coming out of the same type of portals.[/b]

NOTE:
only one parra may pass the portal- this will be your main parra at the beginning of the arpg. You may still write how your other parras react though to the companion disappearing
Feel free to collaborate with others if you want to draw/write your parras with others nvn remember, only post completed forms this time so I know who completed entries in the prompt time

[hqmary]

How does your parrapup respond to the new environment around them? Seemingly that they have left those that they knew on the other side of a closed portal, but other parras are coming out of the same type of portals.

After stepping through the portal, the voices that had tormented Oceanus for so long suddenly shut off. The quiet inside his head was followed by such an intense feeling of relief that he felt he would grow wings and fly. The silence was so great, in fact, that it took him ten minutes to savor it properly, eyes closed.

When he came to his senses again, he realized he had no idea where he was, but it looked beautiful, and that was more than enough to make up for the mysteriousness of it all. The air smelled fresh and clear, like an adventure, and the grass and sky and tree looked as if they had been freshly made, just for him.

Other parras wandered the place, and he joined their ranks, looking at the tree from all angles and trying to figure out how to get into it.