Buttermilk #790 by Micki.

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Buttermilk #790

Postby Micki. » Fri Apr 24, 2020 4:56 pm

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    less muted colors than what I've been doing and i love her !! <3

    for this kid, tell me about a vivid memory they have of a spring day (art or writing - no word limit, no art limit) + 2 optional extras (which can be combined as long as overall limit is the same)

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    [b]Gender:[/b]
    [b]Collar:[/b] (theres another premade collar lmao but u dont have to pick it)
    [b]Prompt:[/b]
    [b]Extra 1:[/b] (optional - up to 300 words or 1 piece of art / moodboard / etc)
    [b]Extra 2:[/b] (optional - up to 300 words or 1 piece of art / moodboard / etc)


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Postby PeachyPie » Fri Apr 24, 2020 11:04 pm

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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby sprig » Sat Apr 25, 2020 3:11 am

Username: sprig
Name: Bailey
Gender: heifer
Collar: premade!
Prompt:
The sun was barely starting to wake up. The whole world lay silent, aside from a few early rising birds singing a lazy tune. The air was moist from the fog of the night before and the dew sat lightly on the blades of grass. Bailey had never been much of a morning person, if she had her way she would lie in bed until noon, snuggled under her many blankets and buried so deep in a book she may never return. But today was a special day, so special that she chose to wake up early to start it. When she woke, she tip toed from her room and down the stairs, out the door and into the porch swing, wrapping herself in the blanket she had been wearing around her shoulders. She kicked off the ground to put the swing in motion, and tucked her legs under her and into the blanket.

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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby dubai. » Thu Apr 30, 2020 3:20 pm

Username: Dubai
Name: May
Gender: Heifer
Collar: Yes premade I have 0 ideas xD
Prompt: May was laying in a small meadow with a dip and a small pond next to a willow tree. A light warm breeze blew, an old and almost broken radio playing soft, old tunes in the background. The orange light of the setting sun came down upon her slowly as she walked down to the tree. It was rather warm for spring and it felt like summer, the ground was damp from the rain the day before. She let out a short grunt when she laid down next to the pond after walking over. May enjoyed the moment, it was warm and quiet. The sound was loud enough to hear but quiet enough to help her drift to sleep. She lowered her head and took a drink of the cool water, then lifting her now dripping muzzle. May closed her eyes slightly before a bug landed on her nose. She looked at it for a moment, its bright but soft blue wings fluttering a bit. May watched the butterfly for a moment before snorting softly, causing it to flutter away. She looked to the sun until it slowly moved under the ground, then laying her head down on the soft earth. After a bit, she looked up to see a starry sky, unlike anything she had seen before. The sky was not only starry, but it looked as if someone had splattered white paint upon it. May snorted softly, smiling, then closing her eyes slightly. She soon drifted to sleep, the sounds of crickets chirping in the distance.

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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby Micki. » Thu Apr 30, 2020 4:28 pm

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    competition being slightly changed to hopefully help people w their entries - art may also be done in place of writing, and 2 extras are now allowed !! <3
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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby Cactologist » Fri May 01, 2020 10:29 am

Username: Cactologist
Name: Adrienne
Gender: Heifer
Collar: Premade!
Prompt: Bzzz...
Adrienne's eyes slowly fluttered open to find a fat bumblebee perched on the end of her nose, outlined by the bright blue sky. She smiled as it tottered in a circle, leaving a trail of yellow pollen.
Uh, oh... pollen... She thought, her eyes going wide. Unable to help herself, she sneezed a giant sneeze and the bee drifted away. After watching it go, she took in her surroundings. She had fallen asleep in a patch of sweet green grass and spring wildflowers not far from her family's barn, although it was still as far as she was allowed to go. Much to her surprise, her clingy mother wasn't anywhere in sight. This was the first break they had had in a rainy season, and Adrienne was enjoying the sun. Speaking of the sun, she noticed it was no longer hovering straight above her like when she had fallen asleep, but instead dipping towards the west.
Sneezing again, she decided she should probably return home. She had been out in the pollen long enough to aggravate her allergies for many days. As she stood, though, the most wonderful aroma greeted her nose, and she breathed in deeply, her eyes closing. This was a scent she only got the pleasure of smelling for a short period once a year, but it was her favorite because of what it meant. It was the undeniable scent of juicy, ripe apricots. Her mouth began to water. Without another glance at the barn or a thought to all the rules she was breaking, she wandered in the direction of the scent, her eyes still closed. She was practically gliding through the air, her nose held high enough that her feet barely touched the ground. Soon, her surroundings became unfamiliar but she didn't even notice because she was so caught up in her daydreams of delicious apricots triggered by the ever-strengthening scent.
After walking for an amount of time that she still can't recall, Adrienne bumped into something, halting her steps and pulling her out of her head. Her eyes sprung open, and she found herself standing before a pristine, white vinyl fence. It was unlike any fences her family used. At this odd sight, she glanced around for the first time. Behind her and to her left and right spanned the same type of field she was used to. Beyond the fence, though, stretched row after row of identical trees, too perfect and not dense enough to be classified a forest. At the sight of these trees, though, her eyes grew wide, and her jaw dropped. Upon every single tree were dozens and dozens of huge, vibrant apricots, practically dripping they were so juicy. Adrienne almost cried at the sight. She had to have one.
Glancing down the fenceline, she trotted towards the closest tree. On the nearest branch, an especially perfect apricot tempted her, gently swaying both and forth. Pressing against the fence, she stretched her neck as far as she could, but was still over a foot short. Propping her front legs on the bottom rung of the fence, she stretched out again. She was closer but still fell short. Frustrated, she grunted and climbed another beam higher on the fence, and it groaned under her weight. Now, stretching out, her bared teeth were inches from the gorgeous fruit. Adrenaline coursed though her, and she quickly lifted her hooves onto the top of the fence, ignoring it's audible protests. Stretching for what she hoped was the final time, her lips skimmed the prize. With a final burst, she thrust all her weight onto the fence, lifted her back legs, and closed her teeth on the apricot. Flavor flooded into her mouth, and she relaxed, her eyes closed and a smile on her sticky chin. This movement, though, was the last straw for the fence.
With one horrible crack, the fence posts caved in and the rails tumbled to the ground, taking Adrienne with them. She was pulled from her perfect dream as she realized what was happening. To her horror as she rolled back upright, this collapse caused a domino effect, and in both directions the fence crashed to the ground. Adrienne was shock-still, the chunk of apricot she had been enjoying falling from her gaping mouth. This also startled her, and she looked up to see her target apricot still swaying in the tree, now with a bite missing. Sighing, she laid her head on the ground and tried to savor the single perfect moment before it all came crashing down (literally!) She knew she there would soon be consequences, but that bite had almost been worth it. That's what others get for trying to stand between her and her apricots!
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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby mtuan, » Fri May 01, 2020 11:24 am

    Username:
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    Name:
      Brinley/Brin
    Gender:
      heifer
    Collar:
      premade collar
    Prompt:
      (ft. Remi, additional information under 'Turf Wars' here)

      "Ring ring~ Good evening Ms. Brin, you know who this is~ tomorrow's the first day of spring, you know what that means. Meet me bright and early at the stature in the heart of the city park, don't be late. The birds will be chirping and the cats can't let such an easy meal slide." click.

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      The next morning couldn't come any slower for Brinley as she throws the covers off of herself and makes a run for the door, throwing on her clothing and brushing up in the quickest manner possible and then she's out.

      It's bright and sunny outside, the perfect way to start a day out in spring, the season of rebirth and renewal. Though it was to be expected that most people would be fond of spring, of the little animals, of the babies and the blooming flowers, but for Brin, spring brough something else with it. It brought excitement, knowing she'd waited so long for this day to arrive.

      Because you see, on this bright day, her life was going to change- hopefully. It was hopefully going to change.

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      As soon as Brin makes her way towards the statue, she spies the tall looming figure of a man, with his hood over his head and face shielded from the public eye. There's a mask over his face, covering the better half of his features as he leans against the marbled stone, seemingly preoccupied with his own thoughts. The man's very sharp, however, and as soon as the young woman makes her way over, he stands up a little straighter and even beckons Brin over with a crook of a finger.

      "Hello, my dear," the man mutters smoothly. And without another word, he points towards another.

      "You see that man there? With the sunset colored jacket and grey sweats? An earnest nod is all the man needs to continue. "Let's see how good your tracking skills have been, yeah? After all, if you wanted to be a part of Ailuros, then your tracking skills need to be at the very top, little kitten. Tell me everything you know about that man."

      Brin finds herself taking a shakey breath in before exhaling and turning from the man in the sweats to her... mentor of sorts "Code name Gryphus, he's a part of Eris' elite, doesn't go out on his own very often on missions and they value him more than most grunts. Real name... Remi, he's got one of the highest bounties on his head from both Cerberus and Ailuros... in other words, he's one of our biggest targets as well."

      Silence reigns over the pair for a moment, before the hooded man pulls the fabric back in the slightest and proceeds to pull his mask down as well. His eyes glint, but the smile he reveals is anything but malicious this time as he bows his head slightly and extends his hand out for Brin to take. She does.

      "Nicely done, Ms. Brinley... Even the most basic information like this is not an easy task for the justic system around here and it seems like.. on this fine spring day, after a winter of hard work, your efforts have paid off. Welcome to the Ailuros family... your name is no longer Brinley, but Rubiginosus- or perhaps... Rubi for short, hm? Code name: Rubi, little kitten."

      -

      Four years later, the season come and go, but Rubi never forgets the fine spring day that truly marked the start of her life- in fact, it feels like as if her initiation was only yesterday, when the birds were chirping and the cats were on the prowl.

      [607 words]
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      Observant, quick to absorb new information and as quiet as a mouse can be, Rubi is made of the skills that Ailuros seeks most out of it's members. She makes a good scout to say the least, able to pick up on the smallest of movement and make quick and precise conclusions about a situation without making a fuss. Recruited at the age of 19, at the age of 23, she was more than well acquainted with the inner workings of not only Ailuros but to a certain degree, the other two gangs as well. She's infiltrated into their territories more than once and has encountered and taken out her targets with a sort of accuracy that other fresh members didn't seem to quite grasp as a newbie. However, for all her silence on her movement and her sharp minded nature, she's prone to slipping up every now and again; it's only human, of course, but when she slips up, she's always inflicted major damage on others.

      Knowing too much information proves to be difficult for Rubi when she can't keep them to herself, thoughts bouncing in her head and causing missteps to occur. She often has a slip of tongue, exposing someone in ways that she shouldn't have. Though the first couple have been excused, over time the felines have come to the conclusion that she does better on solo missions- as a scout, researching and bringing back information that would be useful as soley intel. Rubi's personality proves her to be a great asset when it came to deciphering, but never as a hostage out in the field. While some are capable of sealed lips and the endurance of pain, Rubi is not.

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      Rubi's biggest misstep during her career with the felines costed a life. It officially brought an end to her privilege out in field missions and branded her as a scout for as long as she was with the felines (Ailuros). She'd originally been on a mission with Panthera, a fellow infiltrator, when she had accidentally allowed his real name to slip, calling out to correct him when she shouldn't have. Frozen in place, she couldn't correct herself quick enough and the rivaling gang of Cerberus was quick to catch on.

      Needless to say, it was that day that she had let the life of her fellow colleague slip from her grasp and things have only gone downhill since. Starting at the age of 22, Rubi had become confined to the life and mission of a scout, perfecting her skills under the scrutiny of her superiors in hopes of proving herself worthy once more. After all, it's not every day that one's able to stay in the gang like this after such a mistake- she's just lucky to have been given a second chance.

      Though there's something akin to guilt that lives in Rubi's mind forever, since the incident. Panthera could have been alive, if not for her mistake and that was ultimately her biggest failure.

      [215 words]
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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby paopu » Fri May 01, 2020 1:49 pm

    Username: paopu
    Name: Paddock
    Gender: f
    Collar: please do the premade
    Prompt:
    Memory and Paddock were not necessarily things that went particularly well hand in hand. She struggles a lot with her memory, particularly from back when she was young, and so it's not something she tends to dwell on with any real frequency. However, through all of that, every once and awhile she's stuck by a very vivid memory colored by the smell of periwinkles and the taste of sweet tea. She used to make it all the time and she still remembers the recipe for it, way back in the back of her head. She remembers what it feels like to crush the leaves and mix them together. She remembers the exact temperature and time to brew the tea leaves at. And she remembers just the right amount of sweetness to add to the mixtures. She also remembers being taught all this - although the face attached to the memory starts to get fuzzy. She goes gathering for ingredients every spring, picking them wild herself to use over the summer.
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Re: Buttermilk #790

Postby Micki. » Wed May 06, 2020 5:22 pm

mtuan, wrote:
    Username:
      mtuan,
    Name:
      Brinley/Brin
    Gender:
      heifer
    Collar:
      premade collar

    ding ding ding we have a winner!! i loved this form lots - def v unique and shows a lot of effort + i love the name brinley/brin for her sm ?? the code name rubi also fits her p well too tbh. collar needs sparkles added, so it will be sparkled and revealed asap after wednesday!!

    smol shoutout to Dubai for making me laugh w the art !!

    would do another shout out or too but im ,,, too tired but i love u all dearly and enjoyed reading the forms. as always, if you'd like to know any specifics of what i did/didn't like abt your form, feel free to dm me !! <3
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