[Knickknacks]

Username: Knickknacks
Name: Piper
Gender: Female
Perfect Summer Day:

It had been a good day, Piper thought to herself. Actually- pretty much perfect.

It was raining hard now, droplets drumming on the windows of her apartment, but for most of the day it had been bright and sunny. Perfect for a day on the town with friends.

Piper grinned, her paintbrush in her hand, making quick, practiced strokes across the empty canvas. Under her careful touch, a bright scene was starting to form, depicting a group of laughing kalons all crammed onto a bench, the sun lighting their faces, ice cream cones in varying colors and sizes clutched in their hands. Piper stopped for a moment, studying the beginnings of the painting, comparing it to the scene in her memory.

She had spent all day with them- her friends. Piper had had to work in the morning, but they visited her anyways at the downtown paint bar where she worked. Piper loved paint, so this job was a perfect fit for her- holding painting lessons and sessions, in a brightly lit, cozy space filled with any supplies she might ever need. Her friends had signed up for a session, and the whole lot of them had spent a hilarious hour and a half working their way through various paintings. They’d stayed until Piper got out of work, and exited the place messy and spattered with paint but laughing.

The rest of the day had been devoted to walking on the town, visiting the park, people-watching, joking about anything and everything, and just enjoying each other’s company. Piper liked when she and her friends planned to go out and do a specific thing, but she liked the days with no plan just as much, when they ended up wandering around together for no reason other than to just be together.

Her painting was coming together- one of them in paint-splashed leggings, the other busily licking a massive chocolate ice cream, another nearly falling off the bench, laughing all the while, and her. Piper, beaming widely at her ridiculous, hilarious, wonderful friends.

They’d hung out together until the clouds started to roll in, which led to a frenzied dash to the nearest subway station and a parting of the ways. Piper snorted with laughter as she remembered the impromptu singing they’d started up in their part of the train.

She liked being together, but she also liked being alone. That way, she could commit the memories to paper, stroking scenes to life under her brush so that she could look back.

They were never exactly as she remembered them- it was impossible to capture an image perfectly, Piper had found. The scenes she painted never had the same life and warmth as they had in the moment. But it was close enough. Enough to make her smile. Enough to help her remember those perfect summer days.

Piper stood back, admiring her finished painting. It wasn’t perfect. But it was still beautiful- just as today had been.

[Wolfumus]

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Name: Jess

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Gender: Male

Perfect Summer Day:

Dark summer rain clouds loomed over the largest building in New Kalon City, home to the offices of the journalists for the most exclusive press in the area, the Shine Exclusives. A young journalist sat in his dim and dreary office, staring out the window, watching the racing water droplets zoom down the glass. He stared at his blinding computer screen. He had barely gotten a start to his recent scoop of news:

As summer passes its halfway point...

He hesitated. How could it already be halfway over?! Had he really been missing out for that long? He turned around in his chair and walked towards the water cooler at the end of the hall, passing the cubicles of his fellow journalists. One in particular caught his eye on the way over. A sign hung from the wall that read:

On vacation!

A vacation! That sounded so nice! He continued his way over to the water cooler and poured himself a drink. As he sipped, he imagined a life where he was able to enjoy himself, rather than waste away in his own cubicle, typing carbon copy style reports on the latest kalon celebrities.

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He saw himself on a beach, the sun shining down on him, the sand around him warmed by its rays. The ocean lapped at the shore and the calm waves provided a soothing source of sound. A kite floated in the sky above the beach. It was his kite. He had loved kites since he was a child and today was the perfect day to take out his favorite one from his collection, a large and brightly colored kite in the shape of some sort of exotic bird. It glided in the soft breeze and filled the kalon holding the string with joy. This is what he wanted.

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He looked down to see that his cup was empty. He poured himself another.

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Now he pictured a small ice cream shack with a friendly face looking back at him from over the counter, ready to take his order. He glanced at the large chalkboard menu and picked out his favorite: a delectable fruity soft serve. The kalon behind the counter handed him a cone with a rainbow colored swirl. He went to take a taste of his frozen treat but was quickly snapped back into reality when he felt the smooth plastic of him cup on his tongue rather that the creamy feeling ice cream.

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His boss looked over at him strangely. "Jess... you okay?" he asked, somewhat disturbed and in shock.

"Ummm, no, not really," he replied sadly. "Sir, I'd like a vacation please." He waited for a response.

"Sure thing Jess," the older kalon said. "Looks like you need it!" He smiled and laughed and continued on his way back to his office.

He gathered his things and ran out the door to go pack his bags. He smiled and waved to his boss. This was going to be a great rest of his summer! (500/500)

[chris is tired]

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Perfect Summer Day:

res w/ taking a nap, drinking some strawberry smoothies, building a super large sandcastle

[~Rush Furry~]

Username: ~Rush Furry~
Name: Summer
Gender: Female
Perfect Summer Day: WIP

[GreyScale]

Username: GreyScale
Name: Pryia Ortiz
Gender: Female
Perfect Summer Day:
Wip!

[Ivyscribblez]

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Username: Ivyscribblez
Name: Nami
Gender: Female
Perfect Summer Day:
Bright orange sunlight filtered through the blinds, casting stripes across the pale carpeting. Nami stretched, pulling the magenta covers up over her eyes, savoring the last few seconds of sleep. Drawing in a breath, she swung her paws out of bed. She methodically prepared a breakfast for herself, and ate while staring out the window to the highway buzzing with traffic. She would be in it soon, heading for something she would enjoy; a personal day, if you wanted to call it that.
She gathered up her items as well as several snacks in a satchel bag, and, checking to make sure she hadn't left anything behind, closed the door to her apartment. The stairs seemed especially long today- Nami encountered three of her neighbors, only saying a quick "hello" before continuing on.
When she finally reached the ground level, she hurried over to her own car, glaring in the bright sun. The dice hanging from her rearview mirror shook when she closed the door, the sunvisor crinkling as she folded the palm trees printed on the front into one neat rectangle. Without any hesitation, the car grumbled to a start, and her journey had begun.
The traffic was decent- only one other kalon honked at her as she cautiously made her way through the maze of machines. In a matter of half an hour, she had arrived- her favorite spot, alone and secluded from the crowded, bustling shops and parks full of tourists.
She could see the boardwalk where she had parked; its delicate wood chipped in places, but still sturdy. She would come back for that later, after she felt refreshed. Nami exited her car, a faint smile appearing on her face. The sand beneath her toes felt warm and soft, almost as if welcoming her back. She continued on, gazing at the miles in front of her- all hers to explore. Tall grass sprouted from the dunes, waving softly in the breeze. A small crab scurried out of her way as she approached the tumbling waves, and a seagull reluctantly pulled away from a fish carcass. The tide was steady and reliant, occasionally wetting Nami's toes as they reached farther up the shore. The noises of society and the city were far behind her, drowned out by the sound of the water and the animals around her. Nami didn't quite understand why anyone would prefer to feel so caged, instead of free as she felt in this moment. As the sun began to slip further towards the horizon, Nami made her way back to where she had started her walk- and the walk back was just as enjoyable as the way there.
The planks of the boardwalk creaked slightly under her weight as she sat down and let her legs dangle over the edge. The sun cast glowing colors across the sea and filled the sky with gold, purple, and pink. Nami took a deep breath and just watched, all her worries behind her.
This was peace.
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[petrify]

res omg a baby

[nyabeille]

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Perfect Summer Day:


res with rich beverly hills day in the life

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Mark

[SilhouetteStation]

Username: SilhouetteStation
Name: Dahlia
Gender: female

Perfect Summer Day: (494/500)
For many years, summer had been a perfect season. It was the one I looked forward to the most; the time when the sun filled with me warmth and the skies were clear and blue, and I spent my days running barefoot over grassy hills and sandy beaches. It was a time when I could let go of any worries I had and throw them to the warm breeze to carry far, far away from here. Even when the seasons changed, when I closed my eyes, I could still pretend it was summer.

I feel the sunlight on my bare arms, feel it kissing my face, feel the wind ruffle my hair and tickle my cheeks. I can touch the grass, feel it under my feet, feel the sand between my toes, the ocean water lapping over my feet. Look up, see a cerulean sky, cloudless, a whole other world stretching vastly over our heads. You, by my side.

Summer was the time when I got to spend the most time with you. Sure, we cuddled up every night and ate breakfast together in the mornings, but during summer break I could give you all of my time. I wanted nothing more than to be with you, to run with you, to nap in the shade of a tree and tumble down hills together. To explore our backyard, and beyond. Living on the coast, summertime was a big part of both of our lives. The world seemed brighter, happier. We found happiness in that time.

Our days together were the definition of perfect.

To me, they still are. I'd give anything to have those days back. Summers not been the same since.

I miss you. I know I'll never not miss you.

Your eyes, your excitable, barking laugh. The way your whole face lit up when I came home for the school break, and you knew we could spend the season together. How eager you were to explore, and discover new things. If I was ever upset, you knew. I didn't need to say anything, and neither did you. You just leant your head on my shoulder, and it reminded me of the wonderful summer that lay ahead for us.

I miss your wagging tail. Your cold nose against my hand. Your velvety ears. Your clumsy paws.

My first dog. My best friend. My good boy.

For fifteen years I spent my summers with you. For the rest of time, you'll rest beneath the tree on top of the hill. You can see the ocean from here. I hope you see it, too.

Every season, I come up here to sit with you. I laugh and cry at our memories. I tell you I love you. And I'm sad, yes, but I don't stop loving summer, either. I'll never stop thinking of those days, because they were perfect. They are perfect.

These summer days are still perfect, because they let me think of you.