[Raw_Silver_Studios]

Mork mork >:3

[faunsie]

username + number ::
kalon name ::mine
prompt ::
i was a dumb dumb and thought this ended tmrw LOL, anyways good luck to anyone who entered!!♥

[khvoxtic]

Hey all!! Had a couple questions about how much/can there be text alongside the more image based prompts!!
Just thought I'd announce it here that yes !! For the 4 panel comic or the art piece,
you are welcome to use some words/flavour text, though no more than 30 !

[Wildflower75]

username + number :: Wildflower75 1010334
kalon name :: Caramella
prompt ::

The rain fell in endless torrents, and Caramella, stirring a latte, watched water flow like waterfalls down the glass windows of the cafe.

She hadn't meant to come here, but the rainstorm had caught her by surprise - funny how Mother Nature always created weather which matched her mood. Caramella leaned back against the chair and closed her eyes, remembering the events of the day that led her here, events which confirmed that she would always be alone.

She hated how crowded her neighborhood was, and how she could never escape other kalons. Those other kalons had jeered at her as she'd departed her university and ran towards home, taunting her with calls of "Run, run faster!" They hadn't even known her, and yet they'd found amusement in her suffering, making a dash for shelter from the pouring rain. Instead of offering help, they had laughed, thinking her nothing more than another kalon in their world, another thing existing only to please them.

This was the reason Caramella detested most kalons. She hated the way their actions implied that they thought they were the greatest beings in the world, and anyone else was as worthless as the ground underneath their paws.

She remembered panting, still too far from her apartment, and ducking into a warm cafe, collapsing against a table, too tired to run anymore. She could stay here, alone, overlooked, ridiculed, as she would always be, taking sips of a latte that was now saltier than sweet, from Caramella's tears. [250/250]

[Sadcat]

username + number :: Sadcat 1004338
kalon name :: Miracle
prompt ::
She hates coffee, yet has a natural talent to make it. She made a cafe where she sells latte art, literal art. You could ask for a mini mona lisa and shed do it perfectly.
You ever heard of raccoon cafes? Shes got that. Its a cat running a raccoon cafe, amazing.

[fruitbat]

username + number :: fruitbat 272407
kalon name :: Dr. Jericho "Rico" Randsome
prompt :: 233/250


Diary entry #671: 24/09/2022
This cafe is my refuge. In this place I can make believe that I am in a caring society. At the tables I see all my imaginary friends in a transient community, laughing and engaging in delightful conversation. Talking about their passions and their dreams, not fears or concerns for the future. I have noticed that we are all born to need social bonds. We are born to need a sense of another, even if we are alone. It is terrible for the higher brain to know that we are solitary. And yet our life path has demanded us to learn how to be the warrior instead of the cosseted, the protector and not the protected, the hunter and not the hunted. However, we still find ourselves fooling the senses that this society is a safe place and that we belong to a tribe. I so wish that science did not ruin my innocence, as there is now no glimmer of hope left for me. I know how the brain works and what it wants, but I also know that full-fledged commitment chronically rots the mind until we go insane.
So, in this cafe, amongst the noises of others, their scent, their occasional glances and the chatter of the baristas, I give my primitive brain a little of what it craves, just enough to see me though.

[Ucanthandleme]

username + number :: Ucanthandleme + 809102
kalon name :: Khiloas
prompt ::
Pudding and pancakes?
Yes please. But please be aware promotional images are not representative of the final product, we don't serve mini kals, only pudding ones!

[Meridiem]

username + number :: Meridiem & 866190
kalon name :: Dez (Short for Dezmond)
prompt ::


The warm breath from the coffee shop can warm anyone up. Dez's bones finally stopped chattering from the howling wind outside. The stress of the day melted off of his back as he welcomed the atmosphere of the cafe. He waited his turn patiently in line, thinking through all the ideas of what he could want.

The small kit in front of him who was waiting patiently, pulled on their guardian's arm, "I want a hot chocolate with extra whipped cream please." The biggest smile spread across the kit's face as their guardian smiled and nodded. A small squeal was released as the pair wandered up to the counter. The baristas were worn out and overworked but still greeted the kit with the warmest welcome. The pair placed their order and walked toward the pickup section.

Dez was so distracted by the whole event that he forgot what his own order was going to be. The barista welcomed him and asked for his order. He could see the line behind him was also in need of a warm drink so he blurted out the first thing that came to mind. "Hot chocolate please, with extra whip cream." They nodded and smiled at Dez as he walked towards the pickup section.

The small kit squirmed as the drinks were being made. Finally, the barista called out everyone's drink. The kit dashed up and Dez followed behind. As Dez took his first sip, he couldn't help but feel like a kit again.



Word Count: 250/250
Coffee Pixel Art Credit: koopix on DA

[Dewy Feathers]

username + number :: Dewy Feathers 998285
kalon name :: May
prompt :: 247/250
The dark street was lit with the glow of street lamps and the gray light filtering through a cafe window. Inside the cafe were four kalons, one sitting at a table, two at the counter, and one in the back, closing up for the night.
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May sat at a two person table with a cup of hot chocolate in front of her, stream curling in little hearts. Rain battered the window, a surprise downpour that hit her on the walk home. So May sat sketching while she waited for her friend to come over.
“Sorry I took so long.”
May glanced up to see her friend sit down.
“Too many choices?”
“May, they had brownies and so many cookie choices!”
“So what did you get?”
Resonance showed her half of a chocolate caramel brownie. May smiled and went back to work.
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“Do you think the rain is going to stop soon?”
May looked up at Resonance, who was looking out the window.
“May, I think we should risk it and just walk home.”
May put her sketch pad in a bag and stepped towards the door.
“Ready?”
“3, 2, 1!”
May and Res shoved the door open, running out into the wet night.
Resonance jumped and swung around on a lamppost.
“That way, right?” She asked, pointing south. May nodded and ran that way, her friend not far behind.
They didn’t stop until they reached May’s small house at the edge of town, soaking wet and laughing.

[nermal1999]

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𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 + 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 ::
nermal1999 (214589)
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𝚔𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 ::
Haru
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𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝 ::
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There was a calm and relaxing silence to the Cafe, a gentle tune could be heard on the radio behind the counter, and as Haru sat by the window he let out a comforting sigh before bringing a cup to his lips and took a small sip. The coffee was warm and left a bitter taste in his mouth, luckily he didn't mind it. It was the type of bitter he quite enjoyed. Glancing through the corner of his eye he could see her, the young maiden who worked behind the counter. Her smile was one that never failed to make him feel warm, much warmer than any cup of coffee could ever make him feel. For weeks he came to the Cafe, and little by little got to know her.
At first they were strangers turned acquaintances. Then acquaintances turned friends. And now she had become much more to Haru, what grew in his heart was a crush, and with every passing day that crush turned to love, a love that he could no longer keep to himself. Finally, when the moment was right, he took her by the hand, pulled her close, and when their eyes met, no.... this won't do. Haru muttered to himself as he irritatedly bit the end of his pencil before crossing out that last paragraph. Placing a small book down, he tiredly grabbed his cup of coffee and took a small sip before gazing out the window, man it was hard being a writer....
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[251/250]
Sorry for the one word over limit 😅
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[credit]
Tea gif- (GIPHY)
Writing gif- (GIPHY)
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