[acadicus]

From across the farmer’s market, the perked, vibrant petals and almost intoxicating scent of flowers draw you closer.
Upon closer inspection, a young cow smiles at you shyly. She beckons for you to come over and hear what she has to say.

x

xxx“Hey there! I’m Nessa. Would you care to enter in this egg hunt?” The heifer’s eyes
glitter as she gives you all the information regarding the game. Nessa gestures to the line
of calves waiting eagerly to enter the fenced-off area. “Step right up if you’d like to enter,
or you can go off and check out one of the other booths. It’s your choice!”


Stay || Leave

“Wonderful! It’ll only be a minute before everyone can go in. Good luck, and have fun!”

•This booth revolves around childhood-related prompts. You may use a calf you own, develop a Buttermilk as if they are still a calf, or have your cow think back on when they were young. Anything goes!
•150 words per prompt are required to earn tokens. You do not have to exceed this number if you would rather not, but it is encouraged to write to your heart’s desire. A clean-lined and colored art piece can replace your 150 words, and you may submit an optional written explanation along with it if desired.
•The day ends at roughly 9 PM Eastern Time. There are a total of six prompts, and each will be up for two days [they overlap]. Please do not enter or edit your form after the prompt has closed.
•Participants will earn 6 sunflower seeds per prompt answered, and a particular piece from each prompt that stood out will receive an additional 2 sunflower seeds. The more you participate, the more you will earn, so we're pushing you to participate as much as you can!



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Prompt 6: As you’re getting ready to wrap up your search, you spot a little calf storming off from his mother. They both seem to be fuming. Oh boy, kids are pretty crazy, aren’t they? Did you ever think about running away from home, or were you always content where you were? (You can interpret this however you want, especially if your cow didn’t have parents, was homeless, etc.)





Completion Archive

Individual: Day 1 || Day 2 || Day 3 || Day 4 || Day 5 || Day 6 || Day 7

[acadicus]

Day 1 up and posting open! Have fun <3

[ptarmigan]

username: ptarmigan
cow name: buona
cow link: click!
prompt number: 1
prompt: "my first memory?" buona blinked, startled at the personal and private question. she shifted uncomfortably and found herself looking away bashfully. "that was so long ago..." she mumbled to herself, blinking softly. buona steadied her gaze on a brightly colored egg behind the older heifer, a soft smile across her face. "i'm not sure if my mother rejected me or was taken from me, but either way i was born a sickly calf. nobody wanted me; not the farmer who bred my mother or anyone i was attempted to be pawned off on. eventually, it was settled i would be slaughtered. but a kind human, my favorite human, caved in and bought me off of the farmer. i wasn't worth anything, no, but she still found love for me in her tiny human hands. she was a child, the daughter of a sheep farmer no less - who convinced her mom to allow me to stay on the farm. my earliest memory isn't of being abandoned or being sick, no, those were just things i was told when i was much older. my earliest memory is of being bottle fed by that tiny human and her small hands, everyday for as long as it took for me to grow strong. my earliest memory is of a love so strong, i'm not sure i'll ever feel anything stronger." buona's gaze cleared despite the tears dripping down her cheeks and she looked back at the heifer and smiled again. "what? too deep?" she chuckled.
[251 words]

[Areater]

Username: Areater
Cow name: Mabel
Cow link: baby <3
Prompt number: 1
Prompt: "oh, hey, there!" mabel piped up. the elder buttermilk's chatter was perhaps a little distracting from the egg hunt, but she did like conversation. "my first memory, huh?" she pondered it, briefly. she wasn't more than a few months old - her first memory must be real recent! "i think my first one is - no, wait, i think it was - hold on!" she sat down, and thought back really hard. each time she thought she found her first memory, she'd remember something that happened earlier. finally, after gathering her thoughts, she was pretty sure she'd thought back as far as she could. "i remember seeing a really bright gold covering my eyes, and for a moment i was convinced the sun had swallowed up the world. but once i realized how soft it felt, my mind connected the dots that it was my aunt, cuddling with me. well, she's not really my aunt, but she might as well be. she's pretty - she reminds me of honey." the young buttermilk grinned. "anyway, that's my first memory. it's a little odd my first memory isn't of my mom, but i think she was a little sad when i was first born. i spend a lot of time with darla and my other aunts. well, not real aunts, but...you get it."

[♔Voltaire♔]

Username: ♔Voltaire♔
Cow name: Chiara
Cow link: Here
Prompt number: 1
Prompt:
"Gosh, my childhood memories are a bit fuzzy, if I am being honest," Chiara chuckles awkwardly, her eyes drifting to the ground in front of her. "You see, most of my memories consist of moving into the care of different foster parents."

" I think one of the most vivid memories of my childhood were when I was in my very first foster home. I came from a very bad family, my parents were unrelenting when it came to my existence and basically left me on the steps of the orphanage for the headmaster to find me. I was in and out of that building through the foster system, but the first home I went to was the most memorable. I was so excited at the possibility of finding a forever home with them, and I had done everything I could to prove to them I was a good girl despite the nasty upbringing. I remember there was a day that I had accidentally broken a vase while cleaning the hallway, and when my foster father came home and went to scold me I couldn't help but flinch. I will never forget the look in his eyes, how he stared at me as if I was a shattered doll far too broken to be mended. But he knelt down and sat with me as I cried, right beside me- still, silent, almost empathetic to my suffering. He was the only one who knew what I wanted- no, needed, without me telling him. I will never forget that. Ever." (257 words)

[chanhee.]

Username: besieged
Cow name: rey
Cow link: rey
Prompt number: one / 1
Prompt: [228]
rey leans back on her heels and picks at the hem of the skirt she's wearing, feeling awkward just standing in the middle of the arena, not really looking too hard for eggs. she had, admittedly, started to tune out of the rambles when suddenly she was being put on the spot, and, while it took a second for her brain to catch up, she quickly nodded.

"i remember. it'd be hard to forget a spacecraft taking you from one part of the galaxy to another, no?" she laughs a bit, though quickly falls relatively quiet again, "i was... maybe two when my home star was taken over by war, and a lot of the young people such as myself were sent to different inhabitable lands to try to find somewhere safe. i and a few others landed here with an older woman whose name has slipped my mind, but... i remember the fear that i felt when my mother put me on the ship, followed by the warmth of an embrace and the shakiness of the world under my feet as it was no longer there- replaced by void..."

rey mutters an apology and falls silent, now seemingly engrossed in the task of finding eggs, but if you look sloe enough, you can tell her heart isn't in it and she's thinking about where she'd come from.

[BadgerBuddies]

Username: BadgerBuddies
Cow name: Herbert
Cow link: <3
Prompt number: 1
Prompt:
A small, soft colored calf was playfully bounding around amongst the other calves. He was so glad his mom Sherbet brought him here! Herbert is an extremely sociable young man, and easily made friends where ever he happened to be. It didn’t matter who it was, he could talk your ear off and will be your friend. That’s why, instead of hunting for eggs, Herbert found himself distracted, talking and talking to an older heifer. She talked and talked herself, so this could end in a dangerous loop. The poor calf at her side plopped themselves down in the grass beside their mother, knowing this wasn’t going to be over any time soon.

“Hmm… my first memory??” Herbie pondered for a moment. He made a funny face as he thought as hard as he possibly could. “Well! My first memory is cuddling with my mommy!” the small calf blurted out excitedly. “My mommy loves to cuddle, and so do I! Sometimes she gives me lots of kisses to while we cuddle, because she loves me so much! Sometimes her kisses mess up my hair, but that’s ok because I love her so much too!”

Bless his heart, what a sweet little boy.

(202)

[yeena]

Username: ceance

Cow name: Aleister
Cow link: While his name might be Aleister, he goes by a more casual name of North.
Prompt number: One
Prompt: North didn't have a normal childhood like most other children. He was dressed in posh and proper clothing and always taught a refined, specialized vocabulary that had words that had since died out in usage. His parents were careful to make sure he always had something to cover his skin from the direct sunlight, caps for his sharp fangs. His first memories consist of being told how to act and to never directly stare into someone else's eyes or wonder why he was different.
There was no need to wonder why he was different, he simply was and that was how living would be. He was told what his name was and how he should write it and introduce himself to everyone else. Everything was told to him and his childhood was a routine that had been delicately planned out by his parents. He remembers fondly being told how to eat his food and which silverware went where and what was to be used first. Everything about his first memories consisted of rules on how to live out his new life as a hidden vampire among humans. [187W]

[DarkestWerewolf]

Username: DarkestWerewolf
Cow name: Aria
Cow link: Boop
Prompt number: 1
Prompt: (216 words)
Aria quickly snapped back into reality - feeling the slight guilt of not listening creep up on her. Nonetheless, she thought about the question with an audible “hm”. She took glances at the calf as memories came flooding back. Her first memory; learning to walk.
“Well, I recall learning to walk.” Aria started.
Both cows before her showed a slightly surprised face. Learning to walk is one of the first things a calf does the moment it’s born. Aria remembering the memory was a bit surprising for the two. However, there was a reason why she remembered it.
“After I was born, my mom said I was quite the energetic one, already kicking at her before I was fully out. Afterwards, I immediately started standing. My flimsy little legs had to try to support my body for the first time. My mother urged and encouraged me as she watched me already standing minutes after birth. I slowly started taking one step at a time, falling down every now and then but I had the determination to keep going. I stood up one last time and forced my legs to start making steps. My legs obeyed! I did it! I was walking! Until I took a few more steps, tripped over a rock and landed into mud.”

[Ravendarus]

Username: Ravendarus
Cow name: Venus
Cow link: Here
Prompt number: 1
Prompt: Venus was scanning the area swiftly for eggs, but she was suddenly caught off guard by the sudden question she blinked surprised. "Oh hello there!" She said. "Oh good." She said, "Oh Um...." She said, "Goodness." She laughed, "Do you mean my first memory of you? Or my first memory in general? As it was... I think my first memory that I can remember is chasing the ducks to the pond and running into the male swan. He was so so angry! He started to honk and chase me, I ran away and he was chasing me! I screamed so loudly in surprise and hid under my father. He protected me and I was amazed, because thinking back on it my father is never that brave." She said, "I guess when I get in trouble he is brave enough to save me! But goodness." She said. "I'm so glad and honestly I haven't gone near them since." She laughed gently. "Oh well." She said, "As for my first memory of you... Ah... I think you gave me cookies once." She laughed sheepishly.