[vanilla bean.]

username; uwu.
name; diwan
gender; nb he/they
prompt; diwan is something of a geologist! he is a huge nerd when it comes to rocks, and has a vast collection. of course, he has a huge appreciation for all crystals, but there is just something special about this madagascar agate that causes him to carry it around with him everywhere. if asked about it, he'll start off explaining how agates are typically formed in volcanic (or igneous) rock. When pockets of gas get trapped in the melted rock, a vesicle will form. this is how the shape of the agate is created! From there, fluid can enter the pocket and distribute silica, which begins forming the bands of the crystal. He loves explaining how the color and bands are formed based on what is in the water, and how temperature and pressure can change the appearance too. After an extensive and long-winded lecture on rocks, he'll often pull out another stone and offer it to whoever asked, as a reward for their curiosity. Long story short, diwan is fascinated with the material aspect of gems, and spends countless hours not just researching, but out searching for more crystals to add to his collection.
gem img; madagascar agate

[SilhouetteStation]

username; SilhouetteStation
name; Sharise
gender; Female
prompt;
Sharise had always been facinated by gemstones. How they looked, how they formed, their brilliant and diverse color range. From a young age she would totter along behind her mother at different markets and craft stores, eager to stand on her tip toes to gaze at the array of gems to behold. Over the years she collected many, in all different shapes and sizes, but there was one gem above all that would always be near and dear to her heart.

As a child, she was never aware that she had a lisp. It hardly bothered her at such a young age, and it was only when she grew older that she became aware of her own problem.

It had been a boy in her class, loud and obnoxious, to make the first comment. She had been talking excitedly about a new gem she'd picked up from the market, eager to show it off to her friends, when he'd started laughing. Crossing her arms, she'd given him a grumpy look.

"Can I help you with something?" She'd asked crossly.

And he'd stuck out his tongue, and said in a mocking tone, "Sowwy, I don't undershtand sthomeone who talksth with a lispth."

Face burning with embarrassment, tears stinging her eyes, she'd stayed silent until she was home.

Once in her mother's loving embrace she cried and told her what had happened, and had been reassured and comforted that everything would be okay. Reaching into her pocket, her mother had pulled out a gem so shiny, so beautiful, the tears had subsided almost instantly.

"This is a palmstone," her mother told her. "It's Lepidolite." She pressed it into her daughter's hand. "It will help you to be brave. It's very special." She kissed the top of her head. "Just like you."

(299/300)

gem img; Lepidolite


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[stan.]

username; IlluminatiConfirmed
name; Rosas
gender; Female
prompt;
Every shine, every reflection, every sparkle would be a reminder of them, even when she couldn't see them.
Small, dancing wisps of pure light and color, how no one could see them was beyond her understanding. They were beautiful.

Yet, their nature kept her up at night. Just wondering if they could see her as well.
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Once, Rosas held a diamond ring close to her eye, trying to figure out how to tell if it was real or not. It was big enough that it would sell well however she changed her mind once she saw what was on the other side.

Just...Things.

The first she saw was like a tiny shiny bug, it was going on through its day, fluttering just in front of the other side of the gem.

From the shock Rosas dropped the ring and all of course, all the beings went out of her sight.

But she knew they were still there. Couldn't felt or see them. Except when she saw through the gems again.
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What were they? Rosas definitely didn't knew, not yet. But through every gem she found, she could spot them. Sometimes differently, she had to keep a lot of rocks to look through!

Maybe one of them would help her discover what those things were.

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[snuppy]

username; Marcy
name; Remi
gender; Nonbinary (he/they)
gem img; tanzanite
prompt;
Being one for those dumb love tests/quizzes, Remi found that they were continuously told that a Sagittarius was their soulmate. Being convinced, they searched up information about said zodiac sign, including birthstones.
That being said, Remi was never super into gems or stones, until he found out about tanzanite. The gorgeous blue color it is even before its polished really stuck out to him. He now owns a collection of the soft blue stones and always makes sure to pick one up if the chance ever comes.

[Petscop]

username; Maxwell.
name; Sophie
gender; nb
prompt; Sophie got into gem collecting as a dumb hobby, simply become gems are interesting and sparkly! It started with them finding bits of quartz around their home, which led to weekends hiking and finding natural mineral deposits. Its hard work trying to find natural gemstones, but they have lots of fun doing it ! They've made lots of friends to go on hunts with, and its even furthered their love for the funky little minerals ! Crystals are a comfort thing for them, and they can always rely on their growing collection to remind them that their friends care about them !
gem; Labradorite

[Samsherwoodc]

username; Samsherwoodc
name; Helmi
gender; transgender female
prompt; The Wicca Kalon rubs her favorite gem. The rainbow moonstone glints in the light.She sighs feeling the feminine engry pour out of it. Helmi calms and puts on her dress feeling more feminine and happy. She struggles with thinking she isnt feminine enough and her rainbow moonstone helps her feel right with herself. That’s why she loves it so much.
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[solyn]

username; solyn
name; gaia
gender; female (she/her)
prompt; [300/300 words]
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In the beginning, there was chaos, but there was also love. When she observes the world around her, she thinks that perhaps this truth has not changed so much. But with love, it is easy to make sense of chaos. She turns the tumbled apatite attached to a cord over and over in her paw- realize your ambitions, inspire yourself- as she watches others pass on the sunny street below. It is not her only gem. How could it be when they are the source of her love? They litter her home, strategically placed where she needs them most.

Aquamarine near the bed, for chasing away her anxieties before sleep. A ball of chrysocolla on her desk, to help turn her dreams into realities. An obsidian bracelet hung haphazardly from the corner of her mirror, for self-reflection. Gaia tries every day to be better; kinder, wiser, aware. And next to her, on the windowsill, is a chunk of rose quartz for love. The open gem-healing guide in her lap says rose quartz functions best for opening the heart chakra to familial and romantic love, but whenever she is in its presence, watching the world bustle on by, she can’t help but feel love for all living things.

This is why she loves gems. They make sense of the chaos in the world; they heal, they help. She slings her apatite necklace around her neck and touches it again fondly. Below, a young kalon drops their toy, and a teenager goes bounding into the street to collect it for the child. As she watches the stranger shyly pass the toy back, she touches the apatite again. It always has been her favourite; instilling her with a passion for life. That is the true beauty of gems; they show the world’s beauty.
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gem img; apatite

[puddssoul]

username; puddssoul
name; Callum
gender; male
prompt;

It almost seemed like the ground had simply vanished as his paws went out from under him and the tiny Kalon went flying, dust and stones scattering as he tripped toward a frighteningly large dip in the ground. Thoughts flew through his mind - maybe it had been a bad idea to come out here all on his own, maybe he wasn't as brave and strong as he thought he was - but the thoughts didn't slow his descent.

After what seemed like an eternity but was only a brief moment he came to a grinding hault, a tumbled heap of messy, dirty fur. Bruised and battered, but fortunately unbroken. Still, tears pricked at the edges of his large eyes as he struggled back to standing, sore.

As soon as Callum had managed to gain his posture again, he realized he had pulled something down in the fall with him. A large, lumpy rock he probably wouldn't have noticed, but something around the edges glittered ever so slightly in the bright sunlight. Like a moth to a lamp, he gravitated toward it and gently took the stone into his paws - so small that it barely fit, spilling over the edges. There, he saw a few cracks and inside, something shimmering.

Gently but with determination, he cracked it against the ground. The thud echoed, but the hard exterior crumbled a bit like dried sand. Shades of gray and white glittered beautifully, and he was awestruck. Callum had never seen something so interesting and wonderful before, and his young mind immediately wondered if all stones were like this, and he'd just never noticed before.

That wonder would grow into a fairly large obsession and collection of gemstones, along with a few tiny scars from the fall that had started it all.
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[annie15970]

username; annie15970
name; Þórketill
gender; Male
prompt;

Þórketill slipped through the crowd of bodies with a smile on his face. Swift, sure-footed, and toting a glass in his hand, he stopped to grab a crab cake from the tray of a passing waiter. The area was bustling with the chatter of the wealthy and music playing in the background. Their distracted laughter and strained smiles was coying. The moon shone through the windows, not a cloud in sight making the floor sparkle as if enchanted with a layer of magic. It was a perfect night for a heist.
It was almost hilarious how easy it was to simply, disappear, from the crowd. It was a stereotype that burglars would surely be the waiters and waitresses, 'How foolish', he thought. 'What you wanted to do was fit in, not be outright different in a dismissive manner'.
Stealthily whipping out a small compact mirror you checked the corners as you passed to know if anyone was there. The guards were patrolling around in pairs just like intel said they would be. As soon as they passed, he hurried along, time was of the essence after all. One little slip up and poof the the whole operation would fail. Reaching the corridor that you knew you couldn't avoid the guards, you quickly shot tranquilizers at the ones stationed at the door. "Bingo."
Swiping the key card from the fallen guard, he held it to the scanner. The gem was encased in a glass, sitting there seemingly unprotected but he knew better. He took a laser out and carefully aimed it at all the cameras and the lock mechanism he knew was hidden under the statue. Taking the heavy glass off and he stared at the jewel. "It's finally mine." He touched it lovingly. The alarm went off.

'Sigh'

gem img; Grandidierite

[Chickpea]

(you forgot to put nr; sclera color in edit list btw)

Username; CompleteChicken
Name; Lawrence
Gender; Male
Prompt;

The swift female kalon shyly approached the brave dragon tamer, who had saved their village
with his seemingly magic power to communicate with beasts. She had a question that had been burning in her mind.

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"Oh? you want to know about my lucky emerald." The young kalon chirped happily, setting down the wet rag he had been using to scrub his already seemingly clean wagon.

"Come inside I have some tea brewing." He said hopping up through the curtain that had been drawn back to reveal his humble dwellings. there was a small kitchen area, some shelves, and a thread bare green blanket on a raised area that mimicked a bed. He was quite poorer than the kalons living the village he didn't seem to realize that he really was quite famous across the land, that or he was extremely humble.

Lawrence poured his visitor some tea and then himself. "well you see," he paused turning the long gem over in his left paw. "I have always had a fondness for greenery, animals, and gemstones-the animals part can easily be explained by my gift, but I never understood why I love gems,"

She nodded.

"I got this emerald from a dragon who had been threatening my peaceful birthplace,After I pleaded her to leave for her own safety. She had moved into one of the peaks above the village. The large warriors of my village had decided to slay the beast, but I insisted there had to be other ways. They laughed and called me a coward," He paused looking down to the corner "which I was not,I have few fears."

Looking back he finished,
"It reminds me of how inspired I was to help kals, but when I first took off from the family smith with this wagon."


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