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Username: ➷.River.➷
Nagaline: Atticus
Prompt: Atticus is not one usually taken to flowers, he grew up on an island called "Tahiti" and was always surrounded by them. While he was there, he saw one flower that he favored. It was called the Frangipani. It was simple and elegant, but he loved them. When he was very small, he would make a flower crown or necklace for his friends and family. To Atticus, the flower was like a friend. Sometimes when he had a bad day, he would sit under a large tree near the beach. This tree was surrounded by the Frangipani flowers. Atticus always felt that he could lay there and relax, feeling comforted by the flowers. Later on in his life, Atticus learned that the Frangipani flowers were used as a symbol of love by Swahili poets. Atticus found this to be an accurate representation of the flowers, they were soft and beautiful, the perfect flower to show love. Growing up he always gave the flowers as a gift to friends and family, because he wanted them to know how much he loved them. Throughout his life, Atticus hopes to never forget the flower and what it means to him. He continues to give them as gifts, to show their representation of love to those he cares for. (215)

[Esther~]

Username: *~Blizzard~*
Nagaline: Legion
Prompt: When the word spring is mentioned, many think of a beloved semi-warm season full of life. One feature in particular, one that no nagaline would manage to forget, is the abundance of beautiful flowers. Yes, the colorful and fragile plants that usually carry an sweet aroma. For some odd reasons nagalines just love to gather these flowers for many purposes. Perhaps they want a lovely vase decoration, or perhaps a simple bookmark to go along with their collection of books. However, Legion has a different way of thinking, a different outlook on what a flower should be like.

When asked about their favorite plant, Legion gives very little thought. As if rehearsed, the answer rolls off their tongue with ease, an Amorphophallus titanum. Most would be dumbfounded by the long name, and upon asking, Legion will happily go on about this peculiar plant. A better known name for it is the corpse flower, a plant that gives off the horrid smell of rotting meat. Why would a child adore such a plant? Legion absolutely adores how bizarre this plant is, capable of producing such an odd smell whilst retaining a beautiful appearance. While there are answers to this, Legion likes to think it's magical, much like the season of spring itself.

[dimi.]

Prompt 3 Closed, Prompt 4 Open, + Announcement
I am going to be taking the ACT next wednesday. Because of this, I am going to spend most of my time with my computer preparing for this test, since my desired college requires a pretty good score to get into. This prompt will be lasting a week, and the prizes for this prompt are going to be MUCH more substantial than the other prompts, hence the 350+ word count. Please go above and beyond if you'd like, I'm giving you a lot of time <3

[Spiritstar3]

Username:
Spiritstar3
Nagaline:
Nagaa (i only have him)

Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=4042001
Prompt:
Nagaa sees the large creature approach, not happy to see her...She’s a female, yes, but he knows she’s evil as evil can be. That’s because...he’s met this specific creature before. And he bets anything her scheme is the same, if not only slightly changed...Last time, she told him she wanted to rule the region. He wouldn’t be surprised if she says she wants to take over the country, or the whole world...Ah, right, her name is Naji, and she’s a large black feline with piercing green eyes, and the sharpest teeth anyone or thing has ever seen. A sabertooth panther, if you will.

Nagaa is definitely not happy to see Naji, one could tell just from a glance if they are close enough. He snorts as she spots him and smirks, as much as a feline with saberteeth even can, and he turns to head away from her. Naji lets out a loud snarl, which he would ignore, but then she laughs evilly and purrs “Nagaa, dear...Don’t you want to hear the change in my plan?” He spins on his paws quick, tail lashing and teeth now showing. Growling softly, he says “You leave the innocents alone...This world doesn’t need evil like you.” Chuckling, the pantheress says “Oh, I’m just what this world needs, my dear fool.” There’s a twinkle in those eyes he wishes he could blind, but he knows he’s no match for the beast. “Yeah, Naji? What’s your stupid plan this time?” he snorts. “Oh, dearie, I’m gonna rule the world! But first, this country.” she purrs.

No...no! He’s actually right, his instinctual guess was correct? He’d heard whispers a while ago, but then the creatures whispers had fallen silent, leading him to believe Naji had left, or been taken down. No, here she stands, and now she plans to ruin more lives. Growling, tail lashing once more, he crouches and stares her head on, teeth showing as fierce as he can get. “We’ll stop you...There’s more like me, and we’ll stop you. There’s enough of us that I know we can, when we all band together. You better be prepared, Naji...” the Nagaline promises her. She chuckles as she turns back for the forest, saying “Oh, I look forward to it, Nagaa~” then she’s gone...

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Username:➷.River.➷
Nagaline: Atticus
Prompt: Atticus was taking a peaceful walk through the woods, when suddenly he was stopped by a large mossy boulder blocking the path. Atticus walked to go around it, but was suddenly stopped by a large arm sticking out. The arm appeared to be made of stone, bewildered, Atticus tried to jump over it. As he jumped, the arm swung forward and grabbed him! Atticus yelped in terror, and squirmed around. Being so small, he was able to weasel out of the rocks grasp, and drop to the dirt. Atticus quickly scurried up and dashed towards an oak tree. Peering from behind it, he saw the large boulder, was not a boulder at all, but a monster! The monster was made of stone, and covered in plants and flowers! It's eyes were made of shiny rock, the mouth a seemingly black pit. The flowers were brightly colored, the plants a flourishing green. The monster seemed so elegant and harmless, so beautiful. But, Atticus discovered that was not the case. The monster walked away from the forest, heading towards the open meadows. Atticus, being a curious little Naga, followed it. The monster whom Atticus decided to call the "Spring Bearer" appeared to look around and smile at the wildlife. Atticus was greatly confused, "Was the monster really harmless?" he wondered. The Spring Bearer appeared to have noticed movement, and Atticus quickly dove for cover. He heard the monster coming closer, clunk, clunk. Atticus' heart began to race. When the footsteps stopped, Atticus held his breath. Suddenly, he felt a large arm grab his scruff. Atticus kicked and squirmed, begging the monster to let him go. The Spring Bearer looked at Atticus and put him on his shoulder. Terrified of the fall, Atticus stayed put. The monster broke off a sharp branch from a nearby tree and etched these words into the dirt: "I can not speak. I do not wish to harm you, I only want your help to claim this forest to it's rightful owners." Atticus thought, "I guess the Spring Bearer isn't bad, he just want's to help the animals get back their forest!" But Atticus forgot, the monster hadn't said it was the animals he was reclaiming the land for. Atticus eagerly let the monster know he wanted to help. You see, Atticus is always looking for an adventure, especially one to help the greater good! The Spring Bearer, smiled, and off they went. The monster wrote that their first task was to cage up all the birds in the area. Confused, Atticus asked why they needed to do that. The Spring Bearer, realizing Atticus didn't understand everything, decided to trick him. The monster wrote, "Oh just to keep them safe while we reclaim the forest!" Atticus smiled, and began to gently gather the birds. Once they were all caged, they went off to the next task: Bottle up all the water. The Spring Bearer claimed that since it was Spring, they needed to get fresher water for the animals. Eager to help, Atticus had the job done quickly. But he was starting to get suspicious.. why where they doing things that harm the environment? Atticus didn't like it, but he continued to hope that the monster was truthful. But the next task made Atticus realize that the Sping Bearer was not trying to help. The monster wanted Atticus to cage all the animals. This didn't add up to what they needed to do. Once Atticus refused, the Spring Bearer got angry. He grabbed up Atticus and tried to eat him! Atticus squirmed away from the monsters grasp, and the fight began. Out come the bears from their hibernation caves, out ran the wolves from the shadows, out came the deer, elk, and moose dashing from the meadows. All the rodents rose up to fight. Atticus smirked at the Spring Bearer, who now bearer a stone cold stare. The animals charged, and fought hard. The monster was no match. He didn't want to help them, he wanted to destroy them. The Spring Bearer ended up becoming nothing but a rock, who serves as a reminder. Spring is a time of love and joy, many innocent animals are brought into the world. They see flowers, lush grass, and peaceful animals. Spring is beautiful, and if you dare to destroy the beauty, you will pay the consequences.
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[Andromeda]

Username:
Bluebird-
Nagaline:
Concept, I don't own one yet c:
Prompt:

A soft spring breeze rustled the fresh green stalks of tall grass growing abundantly in a wooded field, their pollen sailing through the air alongside countless dandelion puffs. Alongside the stream that cut through the field grew violets and foxglove and all sorts of creeping vines that dipped their tendrils into the slow moving water. All seems peaceful as the warming sun casts an amber glow on the new greenery and reflects like diamonds on the stream. Jem herself feels groggy and lazy in the golden rays, lifting herself sleepily from the circle of padded down grass she'd created the night before just under a blooming maple tree. She blinked her eyes open and looked out over the field with content, though one thing seemed to bother her...it was dead silent. Aside from the quiet babbling from the stream, there wasn't a single bird singing despite the gorgeous weather. Jem stood cautiously, the birds' silence was typically a warning that something dangerous was near, and in response she perked her ears, feeling very awake.

The tall grass across the stream shook violently and a streak of mottled brown flung itself across the stream, its speed sending the water up in a disturbed spray. Jem backed up against the trunk of the maple, her gaze flitting about, unable to see what sped towards her hidden in the grass. The sound of it moving through the blades roared in her ears as it grew closer and closer before stopping suddenly, just in front of her. The Nagaline's heart pounded ferociously in her chest, her fur completely on end as she ducked her head and peered through the grass just in front of her.

A piercing shriek erupted from the grass just before it was followed by a massive animal resembling a hare. Its fur was mangy and tattered and its long ears tapered to points, framing two vicious looking horns that curled around them to come to a point at its jaw. The creature opened its maw to release another threatening screech and Jem could make out serrated front teeth and small canine teeth lining the rest of its mouth. Spit flung from its jaws as it reared back, massive hooked claws protruding from equally gigantic paws. Jem bared her teeth, her eyes wide in fear as she caught a glimpse of the path the monster had made once it reared back. Where there had once been bright green stalks lay shriveled and decaying skeletons, turned brown. Beyond them, the flora lining the stream had wilted and gone dry, their colors dull and still fading.

Jem returned her attention to the creature in front of her; it came down with a loud hiss, the enormous paws slamming into the ground as the hooked claws curved into the damp soil beneath the grass. Its beady yellow eyes seemed to pierce Jem's entire being and she felt true fear as the grass around them began to die. The creature suddenly lunged forward and Jem cowered, her body shaking in terror until she peered out and saw that just next to her, it had begun clawing and digging at the bark of the maple tree. Slowly, the tree's bark darkened and spread up to its branches, the leaves quickly turning brown and falling to the ground. Jem looked on in shock though bristled again when it turned to face her. It hissed once more, baring its sharpened yellowed teeth before turning and fleeing back into the field creating a path of wilting grass in its wake. Moisture built in Jem's eyes and she sank to the ground, attempting to gather herself and wondering how on Earth could this monster be stopped. (616)

[dimi.]

Prompt 3 Results: Prompt 4 Open

Everyone who answered prompt 3 gets ten petals.

1. XxflamepoolxX
You win 25 petals and a purple flower! (rare edit item.)

2. Golden-Boy
You win 20 petals and an orange flower! (uncommon edit item.)

3. *~Blizzard~*
You win 15 petals and a green flower! (common edit item.)

[SunnyStreets]

Username:
Nagaline:
Prompt: 475 words
Finally. It was time. The week before Easter Break. Atari was ecstatic, barely able to wait for the holiday. He loved this annual school camp. And this year was going to be even better than usual. They were going to a holiday camp with a huge lake. Although it wasn't the sea, which Atari would have prefered, he was eager to go swimming.

Currently the young Nagaline was sitting and reading one of his favourite books about the ocean. He was snuggled under his special fluffy whale blanket and waiting for the coach to draw up. He could nearly smell the water and they were sure they had nearly arrived. Atari slurped on a gummy shark, eyes shining. A loud beep came from the front as they drew up and he jumped up.

'We're here!' Atari screeched excitedly, dragging his stuff past the other kids and out of the coach. Thank goodness, it had taken so long.

Grinning, he bounced up and down. A teacher led him and his classmates towards the cabins. He burbled excitedly; and tore past the others to the cabin nearest the lake. He burst inside and threw his stuff onto the upper bunk, next to the window. This was gonna be amazing. He ignored the other Nagaline who claimed the other bunk and stared out the window, all the while eating his gummy sharks.

The next day, Atari woke early. A strange splashing noise was coming from outside. He pushed himself into a sitting position and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. His alarm clock, an aquarium shaped one, said 2:00 am. He yawned, wondering what had woken up. Shoving his blue glasses on his muzzle, he peered out the window. How strange.. was he seeing things?

Very confused, Atari took off his glasses and rubbed them hard. Was it his imagination then? He looked outside and the creature had moved closer. He had to go investigate. The bed creaked as he climbed off it, and he ran out of the cabin. Atari trotted over to the lake and just stared. His eyes widened in total amazement. What even was it?

It lifted its head, obviously startled. It was huge, a sort of loch Ness monster but- pink? Strange, very strange. It dipped its head towards Atari and tapped his head. He stiffened, instantly terrifying.

'No telling, young man,' it said in a deep gravelly voice. 'Have this as a bribe.' The creature placed a large, white Easter egg in Atari's paw and he went even more rigid, nodding nervously. With a huge sploosh, the monster ducked back under. Shivering with fear, Atari threw the scary egg after it. He'd always been scared of eggs, strange as it may seem. Atari watched the space for half an hour before accidentally falling asleep. The camp managers found him there later.

[Yuroshi]

Username: yuroshi
Nagaline: Wolpertinger
Prompt:

Everyone knows that spring is the time for new life, for growth. But not everyone knows that spring is the time where the creepy crawlies, the scaries, and the nightmares thrive. After all, no one is more susceptible to fear than the young and impressionable, the innocent and new. They don’t know the meaning of “impossible” yet, so no one and nothing could not be believed. For most, once their grown, this strange feeling fades away, for it doesn’t fit their feelings of what reality should be.
But me? I never stopped believing, and I never stopped fearing.
After all, impossibility isn’t possible, is it?
This spring the “monster” that thrives on your nightmares was a little bit different than before. It dropped down in the night, a pure mass of solid nothing, the darkest glow possibly surrounding it’s ever changing form. It’s eyes seemed to suck in the light, a darker darkness than I’d ever imagined before. Without a doubt I knew some youngling had a greater imagination than ever before.
That night I threw myself into battle, using claws, horns, and teeth alike as I tried to keep it’s tendrils of darkness from reaching the snitten sleeping calmly below us. I tried my best, but it’s constant changes were difficult for one Nagaline to keep up with, even if I imagined myself to be stronger than ever. I saw a bit of that darkness reach the little one, hard as I tried, before the sun came up and the monster faded away- and I did too. I bounced up quickly and made my way to the lone snitten I had protected, curled up next to her and told her I would listen.. I didn’t ridicule, didn’t laugh, I simply let her spin her story, for I knew it was only hers to tell.
She told me of her dreams, and how they tried to turn to nightmares, and explained the scary monster from her subconscious. I told her thank you, for she told me of her imagination, and I told her I’d be able to fight her monsters better now.
I told her thank you, and swore that next time, I’d beat the monster from her nightmares.
For nightmares can bring the greatest monsters of all, and in dreams, reality is only bound by the extents of your imagintion.

[dimi.]

i uh,, forgot to close this. ain't that embarrassing?
new prompt up!