Stars V.2 • Staff Month • Myt's Custom Booth

[Mythz]

[RETURN TO STARS]

Hey There! My name is Chase. You may have heard that this month is Staff Month.
To celebrate, I'm hosting a custom giveaway!
There'll be five winners. Two will receive common-level customs, two will receive
uncommon-level customs, and one will receive a rare-level custom.
note!: these are free for you guys, so you don't need to worry about payment
for items/etc.

To enter, please respond to the following prompt and completely fill out the form!
these will be judged on creativity, not necessarily skill level!

Prompt: This cat stumbles upon an injured animal. What is it, and what do they do?
Max 500 words. you may include art, but know that the custom you may receive
may not look entirely like the cat you depict!

This will end November 26th, at cs rollover (25th->26th)

Code: Select all

[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Cat Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Clan:[/b] (Please link)
[b]Coat Description:[/b]
[b]Common/NR Edits:[/b]
[b]Prompt:[/b]

feel free to mark the page! however do not post again when completing you entry, simply edit the marked post <3

[crexmii]

Username: crexmii
Cat Name: lunette
Gender: agender (dfab)
Clan: softclan
Coat Description: fawn-cream broken braided torbie sepia with low white and blue eyes
Common/NR Edits: [nr] :: accessories [please note you do not need to follow the examples given exactly !! feel free to modify and have fun with it <3]

moon veil , pendant

[c] :: min fur , ear placement , ear tufts , pupil , pointed ears
Prompt:

night.
everything is quiet. every being is asleep. nothing stirs, not even the strongest of night winds.
lunette wanders the lands, surveying the sleeping creatures. everything is as it should be. nothing is out of place or awake.
wait. lunette pricks their ears. in the faintest corner of the world they can hear … a whisper. nearly inaudible, but lunette can hear it nonetheless. it echoes again, louder this time, but only they can hear the increase in volume.
it is none other than a fragile cry for help.

WIP

[I Like Bees]

Marking for archive purposes

[ArithMedic]

Username: ArithMedic
Cat Name: Ruin Herald
Gender: She-cat
Clan: The Bronze Fleet
Coat Description: agouti amber golden charcoal marbled tabby lynx mink point with low white
Common/NR Edits: [nr] Weight edit (chonky), Blind, Accessories (dark green chiffon shawl/scarf)
[c] Whiskers (jagged and/or short), Fangs, Pointed Ears, Shorter Tail
Prompt:

"..!"

Ruin paused in her walk, ears twitching and taking in the sounds of her surroundings. The forest around her fell into an abnormal silence, until a faint cry broke it once again. Her ears swiveled in the direction of the sound and her body followed, leaping with all the urgency she should could muster into the underbrush, doing her best to avoid the trees she could not see.

She charged forward in the direction of the sound, which grew louder even over the cacophony of fallen leaves being crushed beneath her heavy steps. She only began to slow once the sound was right nearby, and she started sniffing the air and focusing on the infrequent cries to find the source.


(^my best attempt at drawing the coat I picked)

Soon, Ruin found the crying creature and she shivered with disgust as the tang of blood filled her nose. Pushing past the revulsion, she knelt down beside the creature to try to figure out what it was and if she could help it. Being born blind, she did not frequently wish for sight but this was one of those times as she pawed around to touch the creature, recognizing the stubby horns on its head as those of a young deer. Her paw away from its face unpleasantly warm and sticky.

Even though she couldn't see it, Ruin could tell these injuries were beyond her capabilities to aid and it was so weak now that by the time she came back with help, it would already be gone. However, she could not leave it here to die in misery.

She curled up beside the dying deer, ignoring the nagging voice in her head that complained about getting her fur dirty, and began purring a lullaby. The deer continued to whimper, but it seemed to calm down some. Although, it was just as likely that it recognized its own impending death rather than being comforted by her presence. Ruin continued with the lullaby and stayed beside the deer until it grew still and cold, and then she wept over it, grieved by the fact that all she could do was comfort it as it died.

Then she finally made her way back to the docks, washed off, and did not leave her room on the ship for several days.

[378 words]

[néktar]

mark :0c

[GhostxX]

Username: GhostDove
Cat Name: SunJewel
Gender: Female
Clan: NightClan
Coat Description: golden taupe-apricot ticked torbie with high white
Common/NR Edits: accessories, ear tufts,
Prompt:

As SunJewel walked outside of camp she heard a small.. Pitiful cry of help, thinking it was a kit she looked around for around an hour before finding the source of the sound. But it wasn't A kit, it was a fox cub!jumping back in surprise once she saw the cub she sniffed around the area of the cub. "Aw... Poor fox, did your mom abandon you because you were hurt?" She said sympathetically. Carefully she picked the cub up by it's scruff and carried it back to a large tree with overhanging branches and licked its wounds clean. SunJewel knew some herbs and what they were used for from injuries she's had before. So she scavenged for the herbs and cobwebs she needed to help the fox, and got to work healing the fox cub. It took days, maybe weeks for the fox to heal, and her clan mates were getting suspicious about why she kept going on lone patrols. Eventually the cub healed, but they wouldn't leave SunJewel alone! So she ended up walking back to camp with a fox cub companion

[185 words]

[.sins.]

Username: .sins.
Cat Name:
Gender:
Clan: Glacierclan
Coat Description:
Common/NR Edits:
Prompt:

[coffee.berry]

Username: coffee.berry
Cat Name: whisper
Gender: male
Clan: peaceclan
Coat Description: chocolate charcoal marbled tabby with low white
Common/NR Edits: [ nr ] blind, both eyes | ferret companion
Prompt: [ 387 words ]

it was a dark winter night, and whisper was on a lone patrol.
whisper hadn't planned to run away from peaceclan, but he knew he was destined to become
a loner, someday. the thing is.. the reason why he ran away was that this prophecy.. this
prophecy that he'd heard saltwater tell silverstar about last moon.

" the one who carries wounds over their gaze
shall run or come to the end of their days

for there is a cat of unbearable evil
that seeks to harm the wounded one

so, to escape this sinful curse until the very end
the white eyed one must help a wounded friend. "

he knew that, to ever go back to his clan, he had to complete the prophecy.. or stay a loner
forever. and he wouldn't wish that, not even for his worst enemy.

he ran through the forest, searching for whatever it was he had to find. suddenly, he heard
something in the bushes. his fur stood on one end from fear as he felt a weird creature
leap out of the thick leaves.

a ferret, one paw in the air, walked over to whisper, clearly not paying attention to the cat.
whisper grabbed the ferret by the scruff, as his mother did to him, and carried it to a field
nearby. even though he was blind, he had figured out how to sense where he was by listening
to the certain critters of the forest.

he set the ferret down and attached a branch to it's broken leg, securing it with cobwebs. the
ferret squirmed as whisper tied the cobwebs tighter around the leg. "shhh.." whisper said,
and the ferret calmed itself.

when he finished, the ferret crawled clumsily onto whisper, and on top of his head. whisper
grinned and went to sleep in the field.

the next day, he woke up in the clan. a white, semi-transparent cat was looking at him. "you
have fulfilled your prophecy, young one." she smiled. "i will now free you of this curse - you
will not be harmed. and i gift you the ability to be guided by your ferret friend, lumi."

"..lumi!" he smiled at the name as the cat dissappeared. the ferret yawned, making whisper
laugh. "i'm glad i got rid of this curse and got you as my reward."

[feather ']

Username: feather '
Cat Name: olivedip
Gender: male
Clan: xxx
Coat Description: sunshine marbled mink point with low white! <333
Common/NR Edits: [nr] expression, scars, chunky weight, [c] eye shape, fur edits (majestic), ear placement, [ anything else you see fit ]
Prompt:

today was his lucky day.
it was his chance to bring down the monster.

his gnarled fingers intertwined around the dirt that crumpled into wisps of smoke in his palm. fangs slowly closing in around the tip of his tongue. ruthless hazel eye always watchful– always calculating every single movement.

everything.

his gaze followed the frame of the monster. a monster ruffled with an ombre of auburn and silver. cursed with the voids lurking in her eyes. with wounds of scarlet perched upon her shoulders– but it was absolutely nothing compared to all the damage she caused… and all the suffering she triggered.

this was revenge.
she would pay for this.

he crouched over in the destroyed fields of wheat, gracing over silver weapons darkened with the lingering shadows of scarlet. peering at the toes of the monster– tensing as she bounced along the entrance of his hideout. a hideout with the curls of ivy resting above.

the monster chided a soft cry, words spilling out over the edge in a groan– each syllable laced with bitterness that pierced through his bones. releasing a haunting fragrance knotting into the freezing air.

where are you? where are you?

venom curdled in his blood as his paws settled around a singular knife painted with rust. watching as the beady eyes of the monster flickered back and forth…. before they settled on him. him. an idle swear slipped through his lips.

his heart hammered within… desperately trying to find a way to fall out of his chest. eyelids flickering with images and pictures. terror bubbling as flashes of neon colors burned at the back of his eyes. the whole world seeming to quake at the idea.

this was his only chance.

the silhouette of the monster drew closer. large pointed teeth stained with dull yellows reflecting on the face rusted knife. he exhaled a shaky breath– counting the precious seconds.

three.
two.
one.

his fingers released around the frame of the knife, hazel gaze watching as it glided through the air, like a bird… except with broken wings. the knife… his only hope. clattered to the dirt. meters away from the wounds of the monster.

and when that beady gaze settled back onto him.
his features paled, as that realization finally dawned on him.
he was dead. so dead.

—---------------------------------------- monster pov.

i would've never expected him to be here
wandering these broken fields of ash

i whisper
i found you

but he doesn't respond
his features dark

i whisper
you're coming home now

but that gaze is full of revenge

sometimes i wonder if i actually found him
at all

or if i just found
an empty shell of what used to be

i wonder what happened
to the child
that i loved

before he went missing
completely changed forever

sometimes i wonder if this is my child
at all

but i take him in
stuffing him in my pockets

even though a part of me knows
that something isn't right.

—---------------------------------------- [498 words]

[Vivika]

Username: vivika
Cat Name: quinton (alias)
Gender: male (he/him)
Clan: https://toyhou.se/viviane/characters/folder:2511351
Coat Description: surprise me! <3
Common/NR Edits: animal companion (a little gold quetzal with long tail feathers and horns with lil red wildflowers), leather satchel with survival items (map/herbs, etc), eye shape, min fur + anything you feel matches! <3

Prompt:
re-entering the trials never became easier. and whoever claimed otherwise was a liar.

bullseye of neons burst in his periphery, their searing screams cut to a halt as waves of monochromes ambled through. like an optical illusion, the muted murmurs of ebony and ivory undulated━a wave holding back the frenzied energy from the other. the monochrome wave built, rising and rising until the whole space seemed flooded in a sea of greys. but it never held for long.

neons cut through the wave like a sword, the screech of static piercing. his breath kicked to a halt as darkness flooded. then, the silence.


>><<

a soft melodious breeze roused him first.

revealing his new world. his trial world. jades and golds bloomed, delicate feathered leaves rustling. the fragrance of exotic fruits lilted in tandem to the undertone of earth. honey flowed from the tops of the trees, cascading like a chiffon down sloped branches.

he flexed his paws, testing each one out. “better than the desert last time. not even a drop of water there. and maybe this time that idiot bird won’t-”

he’d spoken too soon.

for underneath a gilded tree, a familiar avian rested, wings cloaked in rose gold, shimmering in all its iridescence under the dayglow. little shards of rubies freckled its tail, gently intertwined within its long bloom of feathers. a set of twining horns crested its head and tiny red wildflowers hung from them. drooping wildflowers… tinted with the hint of decay.

the avian strained for a leaf bejewelled with water just out of reach. a muted chime left its beak, starry eyes drifting to his. “help. please.”

oh, this was rich coming from that idiot bird.

“me? help you?” he scoffed. “maybe you forgot, but you got me killed last time.” a laugh broke from his throat, harsh and bitter. “you snitched on me for stealing water from that bandit. and look where fate has us now.”

the bird shuffled. “i’m sorry. i.. don’t know your name.”

“quinton.” he didn’t blink. “is that supposed to make me forgive you?”

“i can only tell the truth. and nothing but the truth.” a exasperated chirp left the avian and it kicked the dirt. “i can’t help it. just like you can’t help but lie. and your name is not quinton.”

although warmth painted his cheeks, a startled laugh slipped from his lips. maybe it was the kit-like behaviour or the sulky call-out, but something small loosened in his chest. in another life, it seemed… almost familiar. but the tendrils of memory faded.

with a sigh, he reached for the leaf. “fine. hurry up, open wide.”

but the bird lowered its head and droplets of water gently fell upon the blossoms on its horns. the kiss of water washed the decay away and when it’d finished, the avian released a soft sigh. rose gold feathers rested against his side as the creature relaxed, gently snug.

“i still hate you by the way,” he grumbled.

“that’s a lie.”