[Charchar2]

Inspired by rootbeer floats! And yes, that is a little straw clip in his/her hair *V*

I've done lots of short contests lately so this one is just a bit longer ;u;
To win him/her, you need to either write a short story somehow involving them & a rootbeer float, or make/order an art piece involving a rootbeer float. You may do both but you can't add anything else to your form besides that, maximum is one story & 1 art piece.

So no, Claws, you aren't allowed to give it a name :T



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prettying up your form is fine<3

Have fun!
This will end in about 12 days ;w;

vjg321's Zevia n___n

[sheepsorrel]

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[CaptiveLegacy]

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[Hiroko]

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[BecNessMonster]

Marking, might enter when not on mobile

[zaz]

Username: odd ood
Name: carmine
Gender: female

art

While working at a café-type place had been satisfying, Carmine always dreamed of owning a big
grand restaurant herself, (literally, she dreamt of it) but due to money problems she would never be able to.
She had always been great at making root beer floats, and it was her favorite sweet beverage. Though root
beer floats hadn't been all she could make, it was just what she was best at.

One afternoon, it was time for her shift at work. It was a little brisk and cold that day, so she twirled a scarf around her neck
and pulled a fairly warm coat down from the hanger and put it on. She liked walking, even if there wasn't much to see.
Sometimes random cardboard boxes or papers, though there were a lot of people in her suburban city. Carmine had memorized
routes to places and shops everywhere, it was just kind of natural. She walked a lot, and she knew a lot of people. She met someone new every day, and was a very friendly person so it's not much of a big surprise. After saying 'Hi' to another Plumerian on the streets, she turned the corner and smiled once she saw a familiar shop. She walked up and pushed the door open, causing the bell up top to ring. Some turned their heads to look at her, and some just ignored her. She loved this place.

Once she walked in, she noticed a little girl. She was the most adorable little thing, clutching a stuffed animal, kicking her feet, and smiling. It kind of reminded Carmine of herself when she was younger. She has very vague and fuzzy memories of being that young, but one memory does stick into her head.

It was summer, and it was really hot out, not really the time to be outside. But she desperately wanted to go outside because it was so beautiful out. She needed something to occupy herself until it was cooler. Whilst tearing apart the fridge, she came upon a bottle of root beer and decided she wanted to drink some, so she stretched up to the cupboard on a stool and grabbed a cup. She poured the beverage into the cup, but she thought it wouldn't be enough. She knew exactly where the ice cream was, and figured she could make a rootbeer float with it. Once the vanilla ice cream was in her possession, she dropped a scoop into the rootbeer and it shot back a tiny splash. She finished the drink off with even more root beer. After shoving the ingredients back into the fridge she took a sip out of her creation, and fell in love. She slurped it down, her hands sticky with root beer and ice cream. The counter was messy, and she had the beverage all over her face. Thinking back to it, the drink wasn't that good. But she made it, so of course she was proud of it and thought it was good.

Carmine looked at the young giggling plumerian and smiled while the memory played back in her head.

[kidcandy]

Username:
patronus.
Name:
Rudy John Beer.
Roo-dy
Gender:
male.
Story/art:
356 words 1957 characters

"Rudy, we ought to go an an adventure," Root, Rudy's furry otter companion said one morning. "Yeah?" Rudy slurped up the rest of his mid morning root beer and put down the remote. "Grab your gear. We're going to look for that root stone I told you about." The determined Plumie stood up and padded to his room to grab his rock climbing and adventure gear. "You ready?"
"Of course." The little river otter scurried up the handsome Plumies leg and sat, perched on his shoulder.

The two shortly arrived at Plumeier Mountain. With a kick in his step, Robbie started to climb up the medium sized mountain. Now, the thing that these two were searching for, was no ordinary thing. You see, when Robbie was a little Plumie, his father told him about a great treasure hidden in Plumeier Mountain and Robbie knew exactly where. Robbie had gave one last grunt before hoisting himself onto the ledge of a cave. "This is it, this is where it's hidden."

The boys looked and looked through the cave system. They were just about to give up when Rudy had stumbled and found a little hole that lead to a very small opening. "Hey, Root, come look at this!" Root ventured over and looked in the hole. What he found was a medium sized map, with old handwriting on it. "It leads right through town to a building that I've never seen before," Rudy muttered with a smile. "Look! It says 'look with your soul, not with your mind.'" Root looked to Rudy's face with a twisted expression. "Wonder what that could mean."

Rudy and Root followed the map all the way through town. The Plumie screeched to a stop as he landed on the red 'X'. "We should be here," Rudy says exasperated. Rudy sighed and closed his eyes real hard. All of the sudden, the Plumie heard it; the loud, goofy music. He opened his eyes and saw it; The Goofy Goober House of Fun. "It's real.." Rudy quickly ran inside and ordered his favorite. A famous root beer float. and maaaan did it taste good.

fin~

[vjg321]

U s e r n a m e :
Vjg321 here /bows dramatically/
N a m e :
Zevia, named after the yummy soda brand
G e n d e r :
This little lady is female
S t o r y / a r t :
to the right =>
Zevia Strolled into the small cafe, pulling up a beat up old, light blue bar stool seated in front of an older plumerian, wiping down the counters. She pulled out a menu, just for show, since she knew it by heart. The old man glanced up, seeing her, and began working on her usual, a root beer float with 4 cherries, and a small bowl of vanilla ice cream on the side. She swung her legs back and forth as they were almost long enough to reach the first rung on the bar stool. As she waited, she hummed along softly to the music playing, as the sound of laugher and small talk filled the air from the tables around her. The sweet smell of pie was in the air and the warmth for the busy oven in the back made this little place so cozy and welcoming. Zevia came here everyday after school, always getting the same thing, and root beer float with four cherries, no more no less, and a small bowl of vanilla ice cream. She loved it here, it was her favorite place to be, she had grew to love it, and made it a part of her life. The older man, came back with a warm smile on his face as he handed Zevia her order. "Here you go little miss, that will be 2.50$" he said kindly. She handed him the money, as he went back to waiting tables and cleaning counters. She delicately ate the cherries floating on top, one by one, as she tried to tie the cherry stems into a knot with her mouth. After being unsuccessful, she moved on to her iecream, devouring the small bowl of soft serve in under a minute, with only getting a minor brain freeze. Then saving the best for last she placed her red straw into the foamy goodness of her root beer float. It was like drinking liquid heaven, as the cod bubbles rushes down her throat, making her whole body tingle. The sweet syrupy flair mixed with the vanilla creating the perfect combo of perfection. She finished her drink, no problem, slurping as she tried to drink down every last drop, before she happily skipped out of the restraint thanking the man for the float.

Zevia's eyes flew open, her heart racing as she awoke for her slumber, finding herself in her bed once again. "It was only a dream" she said sighing, her childhood memories, coming back to tease her of the times gone by. That restraint, that piece of her life, was shut down, shortly after, when the owner died, and no one was left to care for the restaurant. A single war slid down her cheek as she pulled the covers back over her, returning to reality where her childhood memories where no longer.

[bambi,]

Username: bambi,
Name: Soda
Gender: Male
Story/art: w.i.p

[dinosoar]

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