[Chippitty]

Rey and Tiburcio

Rey: let's have a bet, Tib. If you win this game of wits you can Lee all this treasure I received. If I win I hide the treasure... Forever
Tib: and why do you do this?
Rey: we're both smart, aren't we?
(He smirks)
And which one of us is the smarter one? Fair game?
(Tiburcio smiles and his head bobs a bit)
Tib: alright... Scout's honor.

[spirit • daydream]

Novak - Gay Lord

XXXXIt had been years of trying to find the perfect kalon to be with. Novak didn't know what to do as he had finally been dared to kiss a girl. He obviously was gay, but he was closeted. He couldn't kiss her. I mean technically he could but he didn't think that it was right for him. Anyway, he was finally on his way to the group meeting point and he was dreading what he would have to do. Finally, he had made it to the spot and he groaned as he saw both groups next to each other. He quickly tried walking to the darkest spot, but they had spotted him easily.
XXXX"It's your turn, Novak! You already said you would do it. Or are you really scared?" Novak silently cursed himself for wanting to prove his friends wrong. He automatically said he would kiss the girl. He walked over to her and stared at her. He kept thinking to himself, I have to do this or else my reputation would deflate. He leaned in and she closed her eyes, but he quickly blushed and ran away. He didn't like her and he didn't want to kiss someone he didn't feel attracted to. All his friends laughed and one of them chased after him. Novak stopped behind a bush to catch his breath and his best friend came out from behind a tree.
XXXX"You owe me ten bucks, dude. I totally knew you wouldn't kiss her." Novak rolled his eyes and handed the ten dollars to his friend and they both sat down together in the shade of the trees. Novak laughed and just shook his head. Maybe he will accept a bet that he can actually win, but for now he will have to learn how to choose his battles.
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[cocogerber13]

Day 4



Bass made a bet with his friend that he could go a day without listening to music. Unfortunately for him he forgot about it nearly an hour after it was made

[Northstar.]

Dᴀʏ 04: Tʜᴇ Rᴀʙʙɪᴛ | feat. Meela Vox | 400 words | Location: Planet XIX Neutral, Training Grounds


The overlapping, double sun-cycle of Planet XIX Neutral was the most smothering, melting thing Meela Vox had ever had a courtesy of witnessing in her life. It felt like her face was melting into the gray, dusty ground. The zai-xai papaya smoothie from Malakarai's stall did little to cool her off and only served to make her tongue a luminous shade of peach. She's draped across a shaded bench that floats a few inches from the ground, trying to survive the climate, when a bullish snort alerts her attention.

One sunshine eye pops open to stare at the disturber of the peace. Her lip curls as she spies large stubby feet, legs as wide as her shoulders, the flat gray skin of a qorontze embellished with sharp, silvery tattoos, and finally meets the deep, black eyes of the qoro who bumped into her earlier. His horns are larger than hers, three sets spiking into the air, and he's twice as tall.

"Whattaya want?" Meela growls, tossing an arm over her eyes lazily.

"I have a vager forrr you, little kalon. A bet," he growls; it's a rumbly, bearish sound and honestly just the natural tone of any qoro. His accent, though, is a thing of art - like a russian mob boss coming to take her lunch money. Meela sits up and regards the overtly large alien curiously.

"I'm listening," she murmurs. The qoro points with a large, meaty hand toward a target stand. Meela's eyebrow raises.

"Vorr my honor, 200 sapeeers, hit all targets," the qoro grumbles, arms crossing and biceps bulging with the action. He could probably crush a watermelon with a flex, Meela thinks idly. She regards the targets with narrowed eyes; far too easy.

"Make it 500 and I'll do it with one eye closed." The hulking beast smirks and shakes her hand.


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"Zanks for your business," the qoro grumbles, far too pleased with himself after Meela transfers the bet money.

She had been cocky. The targets had looked easy - except when the timer started they all flew into the air and disappeared. She hadn't managed to even hit one of the buzzing targets. And now she was paying for it, literally.

"So how'd you make them disappear?" she questions curiously. The qoro is all too happy to talk her ears off about his atom retinal destabilizers. Well, at least she made a friend.

[carpe noctem.]

ＤＡＹ 4 !! — ＴＨＥ ＲＡＢＢＩＴ

[ wordcount: 424 | minimum: 150 ]
featuring pip and ezekiell (made up) in a modern day au

"Come on, I am positive I can do it." Pip scoffed as he listened to his friend pester him, "Why, it isn't even so much as a bet if you know your going to win."

Ezekiell rolled his eyes, finding his friends boasting ridiculous. He gave him a playful nudge in the direction one of the stands that rested atop the harbour docks, earning the kalon's nose to wrinkle at the scent of the freshly-caught fish.

"Gross.." Pip muttered, staring at the fish displayed upon the tables, sticking his tongue out with a distasteful look.

Ezekiell chuckled, his deep voice rumbling like soft thunder. "So.. Do you agree to are little bet?" He questioned, chin jutting out as he inquired about their perviously discussed wager.

Determination flashed through Pip's bright viridescent orbs, the challenge setting his drive into motion. "Of course. I can't wait to see your face when I come back here with those fish in my hands." He replied with a wide grin.

Ezekiell gave his head a brief shake, watching as his friend quickly scattered off to one of the harbour market's booths. The grey kalon seemed to look about near to retching as he sidled up to one of the stands, his eyes flicking over the fish as the shop owner spoke with another.

Just get the fish. Get the fish, get the victory. Pip recited in his mind, preparing himself to grab the blue-scaled creature. At the sound of Ezekiell's booming laugh, Pip took his moment. Snatching up one of the slimy finned fish, Pip whirled around as he darted away, tail streaming behind him as he attempted to get away.

His lips pulled back into a grin as he neared Ezekiell, though it quickly shifted as his paw caught onto a rope that was laid across the planks of the dock. Letting out a gasp of surprise, the kalon released the fish from his grip as his body sailed across the sea-side market's dock, his clumsy trip ending with him in the water.

The warm water engulfed Pip, and he pushed himself to the surface of the water—the salty scent of the sea intruding his nostrils as he inhaled the rich air. His ears flicked at the sound of laughter, soon making Pip's head tilt upwards, staring at the brown-furred Kalon that watched him from on the docks.

"You didn't get those fish!" Ezekiell cried with laughter, "You became one!"

Pip rolled his eyes as he paddled through the water, though couldn't help but contain a smile.

[MelMellyMel]

Prompt 4 - Vinny

xxx"I can't believe I lost.."
xxx"Well, you better believe it, Vinn, because this is now your future." A Kalon from the group piped up as he help up a bikini. There was nothing particularly embarrassing about it. It was a standard girls' two piece bathing suit, but to Vinny having to put it on was one of the most humiliating things she would ever do. There's a reason she opted to instead wear a sports bra and guys' swim trunks while she swam, and it's because she absolutely couldn't stand girls' swim suits.
xxx"I've landed that trick a hundred times before. That wave came out of no where, I'm telling you!"
xxx"Yeah, sure it did. I've never once seen you even attempt to land a backside air reverse, let alone seen you land one without wiping out. Why did you bet you could do that trick of all things?" Another Kalon chimed into the conversation.
xxx"Because I can do it easily! Today was just an off day."
xxx"Off day, or not," the first Kalon replied again as he flung the bikini at Vinny's head, "you gotta put that on." Vinny reluctantly pulled the offending material off of her head, and turned toward the change room grumbling.
xxx"Why do I call you guys my friends again?"
xxx"Because you love us!" the Kalons waiting outside all simultaneously replied.
xxx"And because we're the only company you have to surf with."
xxxVinny shook her head as she quickly changed. She might as well get through it as quickly as possible. Once changed she slowly opened the changing room door, and was immediately met with cheers.
xxx"It honestly doesn't look that bad, Vinn," the guy that had thrown the bikini at her said.
xxx"Oh yeah? Well, why don't you put it on next time you lose a bet!" she replied, only half joking.
xxx"Maybe I will. Today isn't about me though. Go hit those waves girl!"
xxxThe hoard of surfers made their way out onto the sand again, quickly dispersing as Vinny just stood on her own awkwardly. After a few moments she sighed, and ran out into the surf. "You know I hate you guys, right?" A chorus of yeses was the response she got in turn. Vinny may have been on the receiving end of an embarrassing punishment, but she wouldn't have her friend group behave any other way.

[Unleashed Squiid]

Prompt 4: Featuring Ember and Glim

It was the small window of time between the naive nature of a child and the growing pride of a teenager. Ember had grown quite fond of his newly discovered ego, and had begun enjoyed all of the gags he pulled on his grumbling twin sister, Glim, who was just about always grumpy.

This time, had had rigged a sort-of trap in her hairbrush, an item she treasured dearly, taking good pride in her hair. Glim this time had noticed his ploy and instead of reacting in an explosive, or even a negative mannor, decided to use this to her advantage.

She decided to sit on the rigged item for a while, making sure it was long forgotten, and in the mean time, she made a bet with her brother. With a face like an angel, she decided to place a bet (one with money—something she knew he could not resist) on the fact that she would not find any traps in any more of her items for the rest of the month. Ember, with dollar signs in his eyes quickly agreed for though he enjoyed pranking her, his self control was great enough to resist this temptation when bribed.

Glim’s life was made much easier for that month, though she knew it would have to end when she next brushed her hair. On the very last day when he brother had almost tasted that sweet flavor of victory, she sprung the trap herself, tricking him into losing his bet, and along with it, some pocket cash.

[kanadensis]

Prompt #4
Tell about a time your kalon made a bet with a friend that they lost.



Sol made a bet with her friend Rika - also a plant enthusiast - that she could grow a bigger vine than her. Cheating with the use of some magic, Sol got a little more than she bargained for (Rika was also quick to catch on)...

[Sol is my own, Rika is owned by Madziu]

[Medd]

Prompt 4:

Ezekiel bet he could sleep longer than Fiona, but he was quite wrong

[mean&gay]

[ words;; 352 ] [ kalon;; jacob ]


"ten bucks says i can make it up that tree without falling."

when you're a kid, you make stupid bets because you don't know any better. when you're an adult, you make stupid bets because you're an underpaid piece of trash that does know better but has nothing better to do. at least, that's how it is was with jacob.

summer holiday of 2015. the month jacob broke almost every bone in his body and still wound up forking over ten bucks to his jerk of a friend. of course, he doesn't really have a right to be too upset about it. he made the bet, he went through with it, he put all his weight on a branch the size of an eyelash. like before;
stupid bets.

"ten bucks? hell yeah," his friend replied with a sly smirk, clapping jacob around the shoulder roughly. "up you pop, big guy." jacob rolled his eyes and rubbed his shoulder, his gazing drifting upwards. and upwards. still going. oh, there's the top. a lot higher than he had initially sized it up to be.

"actually-" he had attempted to back out of it, but the look on his friend's face suggested there was no chance of him avoiding the inevitable. and so he tried. he really did. and ten meters up, he heard that snap,
and down he came. crashing to the floor. kaput. he thought he was dead, for sure. until he woke up.

oh, the profanities that escaped his mouth. the filth he yelled into his friends face as the sound of sirens drew nearer. looking back, it must have been pretty hilarious. one battered drunk guy screaming at another. jacob passed out again in seconds.

"ten, please," was the first thing he heard when he finally woke up again. from a coma. and he did give his friend the money. as soon as he didn't need someone else to feed him mushy bananas and cold porridge. as you can imagine, those two aren't friends any more.

jacob is certain he'll be telling that story to his grandkids one day.

[ note that i have no idea how bones work and how much damage they sustain when falling from certain heights. ]