[mimikkyuu]

Username; Rapscallion (mobile)
Name; Yggdrasil
Gender; Non-Binary (They/Them)
Where They Live;

Res with temple in the sky (top of mountain)

(Describe their home, anything from a cave to a mansion. You have 600 words and 2 art pieces to do this.)

Beauty!!

[dolly]

Username; DollyDo
Name; Apollyon
Gender; Male
Where They Live;


“Give the gold over.”, laughed a menacing kalon pushing me closer and closer towards the edge of a cliff. It was known I was flightless so he knew what to do.
“I don’t have the gold!”, I cried back as they hauled me away towards the town. You might be thinking if I have wings why am I flightless? What gold did I have? What’s going on? Well that can all be explained but let me catch you up. I’ll even rewind the tape.
I began as a small kit abandoned at birth. I was lost and began walking towards the first direction I saw. A windstorm began and I was hit with a tree branch almost bigger than me that knocked me over cutting my wing deep and twisting it into an angle that was more than unnatural. It was bleak but my luck began looking up when a family took me in. I was raised with their kids, two brothers and a sister, and loved. It was great until it wasn’t. Soon bad luck began again. My wing was better, though it still couldn’t carry me anywhere, but everything else was going wrong. Soon my brother left to be a pirate almost killing us all following orders of his captain, my sister fell ill but was lucky cured, and a snake almost killed my other brother. The town thought of me as a curse, bad things started happening when I arrived.
I left the family that loved me and started journeying from place to place being kicked from them all. My luck was still bad and seemed to get worse at times but you have to keep your head up don’t you. That’s when I ended up where I am right now. I was framed by a wretched skank that was stealing gold. No one ever really liked me so it was easy to get people to jump on the hate me train and soon I was where we began. Now i’m in a much better place, the jail. It was the best place i’ve stayed in more than a long time. Though almost everything was worse than terrible it was much better than the nothing I had when I first got here. We had all planned a jail break in the few hours I had been here. As the clock struck this time the prison exploded with life. I heard cursing and people screaming “freedom” as the doors almost burst off their hinges. I was now free but my curse still followed. I began back on my journey around the world tainted with a criminal record though.
Before I knew it I was similar to a legend. They say “If you see the broken winged creature we warned, he brings bad luck and destruction that can destroy all” which was easy to trace back to me. I journeyed away from the civilizations, though they did me no harm I was not welcome which I understood. Though I would never settle down I tried to stay in places longer. As the years went on I became curious of my curse. I set off to find a sorceress who could help me. I found her and she told me about my curse. It was my halo. The halo I had was a sign of bad luck. Once I heard it I tried to pry it away but it kept coming back, I was stuck with it. My series of unfortunate events would never stop nor my story but one could hope it ends well but who knows.
[598/600]

[Synerie]

res vuv

Username; lady lightwing.
Name; Peryite
Gender; Male
Where They Live; possibly a different dimension / world ??

[cyborgishly]

Username; cyborgishly
Name; igasho or arvad
Gender; male
Where They Live; (Describe their home, anything from a cave to a mansion. You have 600 words and 2 art pieces to do this.)

Res with their guardian

[iBrevity]

[art by high noon]

username;;
iBrevity

name;;
Niao
(Chinese for "bird")
affectionately called "Little Bird" by crew

gender;;
female

where they live;;
Baozhai tells her stories of how she came to be on the evenings she counts her gold. "One day we pulled the net from the sea and you were nestled in among the fish and sharks," she says, or, "One morning a storm blew by and left a scattering of feathers and an egg on my deck, and three days later you hatched." Niao listens to these stories with the rapturous attention of a convert and nods along, as though she remembers rising from the ocean in a nursery of seafolk or being cradled in a porcelain egg.

In truth, Niao doesn't know where she came from, and the crew doesn't either. But that doesn't stop the quartermaster from affectionately tugging her wings when he tells her a story or stop the navigator from ruffling her hair between the arch of her pale horns as he teaches her how to sail. They became quickly family, this mess of men and women from distant lands and melancholy pasts, these people who accepted her into her ranks like she was not some strange winged child but one of them. So she listens to Baozhai's stories and she thinks about the quartermaster disentangling her from the net she woke in, or the navigator peeling eggshell from her wings and hair. She thinks, fondly, of home.

She is built thin and fragile like the birds are and she is nimble on her feet when the storms come and the ship shivers with the power of the sea but she must be careful not to fall. Baozhai tells her her bones are slender and hollow; she strokes her hair and bandages her sprained ankle and tells her sternly do not be so careless. Niao does not call Baozhai 'mother' but she reads the books the crew bring to her and imagines that's what the captain is, regardless of title. Baozhai calls her 'little bird' and sets her on the wheel and shows her how to steer and Niao thinks about those books that depict mothers clasping daughters to their chests and teaching them how to fly. Niao would like that, she thinks, but she likes this better; Baozhai's work-roughened hands laid over her own, their knuckles shifting with the wheel, their hair scattered by the wind the sea brings them.

The boat is called the Santa Maria and Baozhai tells her one morning that it belongs to Niao. "I've written it into the will," she says, her voice warm with laughter. "But more importantly, I've told the men. They'll look after you if you look after her." She says 'her' like the ship might one day talk back, like when Baozhai runs her hand down the railing the Santa Maria warms to her touch. Niao nods solemnly and traces the whorls in the wood, smiles at the way the waves make the deck shudder. "She's mine," she repeats, in the same way someone might say, "I'm home."

On clear nights Baozhai teaches her how to read the stars. She says, "Look for the brightest one. It'll always lead you home." Niao looks and memorizes the constellations and thinks about home and the stars and the sea, the press of a calloused hand on her shoulder, the crew's gentle ribbing, Baozhai tipping her hat over her face to hide a genuine smile. Niao nods solemnly, points at the star that shines so brightly it leaves after-images behind her lids, and says, "Show me."
[584/600]



[art by //_Asher_//]
[full size here]

[Pumpkin Cupcake]

Username; Pumpkin Cupcake
Name; Marlo
Gender; Male
Where They Live;

Stables
xXx

[SunnyStreets]

Username; My Horse Rocks
Name; Cecile
Gender; Female
Where They Live; I live in a lovely warm toadstool cottage! I drew a map here:

As you can see, my house is near the beach. I love to swim so I live near the river too. I like to go hang out by the waterfall. Afterwards, I have to dry my wings. What I don't get is why I actually have wings. Sometimes, I climb trees and imagine stepping out and flying. My room is the top one, with the candle. I sit up there and right poems with my bunnies, Stormie and Cracker. I sleep up there too, in a bed with a lovely blue bedcover. Did you notice that there are vines climbing up my house? I love to pull myself onto the roof using those, then I watch the rabbits from up there. I keep a rabbit house. People come and adopt them and they're so cute! I'd never adopt out Stormie and Cracker though.

[veridian]

xxxxxxxxxx

[NovaSkye]

Deciding just to watch umu

[aventurine.]

dropping to watch