[Mimu]

username; Mimu
name; Altar
gender; Male
prompt;
Altar has all ways lived on the seaside. The strong smell of fish comes time to time,
but it never annoyed him. Every night or so Altar comes out onto the small beach and
looks out into the sea. Seeing the stars looking down onto the sea making small sparkles
and the bright moon looking over too. Altar has all ways loved pokemon around his world,
with his own little Swablu following him all over the place.

Altar has heard of many legendary's around the world but for altar he's all ways wanted to see one.
He's not special around this small town that he stays, but some myths have been heard from it. He
all ways asked his grandpa about this town, as he all ways said 'The myth of kyogre is around here...
the shrine was taken down from the bad people that live here.' he said as altar took his words in.

It was the time of day that the sun became low and the stars started to shine. Altar was up a little
bit later than normal. "I'm going to find that shrine!" he said to his little swablu as it cheeped at him.
quickly grabbing his bag and heading out with his swablu on his head, walking deep into a forest that
he's never been before. Looking around some more he comes across some thick vines, with that he pushes
them back to see tribe like drawing of pokemon that he's never seen before. As he pulled back more he
came across a small cave, "Shall we?" he said to his swablu, as it jumped a little shaking his head. Altar
smiled as he went in, feeling the air change to warm quickly

Slowly walking down the cave more he comes across a big dome with little lights as some pokemon walk
around. In the middle was a small pond that looked normal, but as soon Altar got closer to it a big yellow
shine was coming to the top. Altar pulled back a little as a huge kyogre comes out, with his eyes looking to
see who it was. Altar eyes widen as he reached out a hand, to place it into the kyogres nose. It accepted his
hand as it slowly went back into the water. Alta jumped into the pound to see it more open to the sea. The
kyogre changed into it's yellow glow as altar smiled once more.

It's really bad...

[zoosea]

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Username Junemusic
Name Camila
Gender Female
Prompt
Her father was her biggest role model. After her mother had died, Camila’s father was always
their for her. He encouraged her to be anything she wanted to be in life. Of course, it was the
father’s foot steps she followed. Camila’s father was a marine biologist, and studied mostly
sharks. South America had a lot of native sharks and marine life, so her father had a pretty
stable job. Living in Argentina had it’s challenges.... many teachers, class mates, and neighbors
tried to convince Camila to choose a different field of work. Most suggested that Camila would
work well as being a consultant or account manager, she was intelligent and a hard worker. But
sitting behind a desk answering phone calls wasn’t her cup of tea.

The ocean was a big blue world filled with known and unknown creatures. She would
constantly nag her father to take her out on the ocean while her father worked. He was never
really able to say no... Camila always came along on his boat. She relates having the best moments
of her life with her father out on the sea. Sometimes they would fish something to eat or her father
would prepare a small lesson about different marine animals or fish. Camila’s favorite was the shark.
Any shark! Tigersharks, Bull sharks, Bronze Whalers, Angel sharks, you name it. Her father once
found a shark tooth while he was working, and gave it to his daughter. Not only was the shark tooth
a treasured possession from her father, it was from her favorite fish.

Camila worked hard to learn from her fathers line of work. Nothing that her father could say would
change her mind from being a marine biologist. She would even help out in local zoo’s and take care
some of the marine life. There was no doubt that Camila was starting to be an excellent miss
Jr. marine biologist. As Camila turned 18 years of age, the pressure was harder than ever to choose
a career. Although anything would probably be safer that becoming a marine biologist, Camila chose
to work side by side with her father. The two work exceptionally well together. Work will sometimes
have an occasional pause because a shark would be near by.

“The ocean is the only true place where I belong, where treasured memories were created with me
and my father.” - Camila

||400/400 words||

Credit for pixel shark is linked.
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[SilentMelody]

username; silentmelody || name; quill (named after the tendrils on her head) || gender; demigirl

prompt; res with being a water sprite/just lives in the ocean

[prisms.]

username; galaxymouse
name; Nimbus (For the cloud like fur on his neck)
gender; Male
prompt;

Ever since he was little, he has always been drawn to the ocean, rivers, and lakes. They are hoping to find new discoveries and meet new Pokemon. Every week, once or twice, he takes some time to explore or visit a water source. The cool water washing over his paws as he stands and watches the creatures in the water, with the slight breeze ruffling his fur. It calms him, being out here with nature. One day, he was going to the ocean at sunset, and saw a creature poke it's head out of the water than disappear back underwater. Nimbus decided to investigate, going into the shallow bit of the water. He wondered what that thing was. Looking around, he didn't see it until it surfaced again, sending a splash on his face. Nimbus shook the water off to see that this Pokemon was a..

A Manaphy?! He couldn't believe he had encountered this super rare Pokemon. But the Manaphy was holding something, a Mystic Water item. It gave it to him, maybe as a sign of friendship. Nimbus thanked the Manaphy as it returned, and he had a feeling they may meet again, but for now, he keeps the item, and maybe it may help him on future adventures. Returning home, he smiled, happy about this special day with a new encounter. Nimbus will return to see the Manaphy again, if they are still there.
The ocean's power...
239/400

[lumilys]

dropping out
good luck to everyone!

[snipsnops]

mark!!

[Sixbane]

username; Sixbane
name; Atwater
gender; Male

prompt;
Crashing, cold and icy against cracked stone shore
The sea, a monster calling through its wake
In its tears I see something I have never seen before
And shallowly, I fear my heart to break

It was some time ago I beheld you there
We fell in love cradled by the foam of the sea
In former time of my youth when the ocean's air
Was a crippling fear and cowardice, that I would flee

With your departure I came to know, the real evils of the world
And still, I ache to have you here, among the twisting tide
But sickness an enemy too strong, and on the sand my tears have pearled
Flowing this place with a solemn beauty for my missing bride

Perhaps the world is silent now, and the pain will never subside
Yet the ocean, in my need will still cry with me,

I like to envision your voice, carried along inside
(157/400)


"For a very long time I feared the sea, its roaring, like a creature willing only evil upon me and the drowning of my soul in its curled grasp. Empty, wide, and lifeless it felt, from so far above in a world where city streets and paved earth was all I ever knew. I thought the city life to be the real world, to be the real life, to be where things are most exciting.

When I met her, I feared her too, how free, how lively, how strange. But I was entranced. I loved her, and she loved me, but most of all - she loved the sea. And so, I pretended not to be a coward.

Why, Why do I love the sea? Well the simple answer, friend, is that I do not, not in the way that you question. I do not love the wide expanse, but I do love one who did. One who flowed like the rushing waters, one who kissed the sun like the horizon. And for her memory, I have learned that love comes in many forms.

I love the sea, because the sea loved me.
Even, when I feared it. "
(355/400)

art in form by me; art goes to winner/i have no plans to recolor

[the spoopy gengar]

username;lilacornjellyeater
name;blueberry
gender;male
prompt;




at a young age, home wasnt a save place
it was the time for a change
at a small tent near a crystal lake
blueberry was living there
without many resources to exist,hunting around the area was his main activity

one day,after many attempts,there was finally some food to eat
a small deer,trembling with fear
the deer beg
please dont eat me! my children are waiting for me!
if he didnt had a feast,he would die
but compassion was stonger than the idea of starving
he left the deer run free again

after that, a cold bed was waiting
his mind was more empty than his stomach
there was anything else to do before death?
taking a little walk around the lake maybe would clear up his mind

the lake reflected all the light,it looked like it was made out of crystal
blueberry just stared at it
at his own reflection
the lack of food was showed in his face
but after seeing that lake for a while
maybe it was better his parents house than staying in the woods
with an empty stomach
that lake reflected his reality

with his last amount of energy
he knocked the door of an old,unpainted house that he used to call "home"
after seeing his parents at the door just looking at his sons state
a big smile was around their faces
followed by a big hug and a cup of hot chocolate

blueberry has a better life now
he is listening more to his parents
and each sunday,with his father
they take a walk around the lake
he is very grateful to that water mirror and each water body that he looks up,smiling

[cokie]

username; heather,
name;
gender;
prompt;
wipp

[vanilla bean.]

username; uwu.
name; jayce
gender; male
prompt;

there was just something different about the air down in the gorge. perhaps it was the mist from the churning rapids, or the soft scent of greenery lining the sides of the river. whatever it was, jayce could not get enough of it! when he was small, he'd constantly be sneaking away from his homework to play in the water. Now, unattended children and water often spells disaster, but not for this kalon. He was always careful, always wary. He knew how quickly the water could change when it rained, and how the rapids stopped for no one.

fast forward a few years, and jayce was well into his teen years- or almost out of them in fact, for he was 19! he had bulked up quite a bit from the small and skinny kid he used to be, but his interest in the water never left him. he had just been offered a job as a guide for the white water rafting tours.