honeybreeze wrote:

tek_ilovemarvel wrote:

I have a question, how do you do the line thing that separates your text?

sorry, what do you mean?

It's fine, I got it figured out.

YAY, I'm finally done with the weekly!!! (I'm in sci-fi cabin) >w< Here's my proof:

CHARACTERS: (349 words)

My first character is based on the creeping fig, a variant of the ficus plant. This character is very clingy and will stick together with anyone, as the creeping fig is a vining plant and will stick to almost anything. Since the creeping fig needs more watering than most plants, my character is also needy and prefers to be with people more than they prefer to be without people. The character is often in a group of people and will always stick with the same people all the time. Also, the creeping fig needs higher humidity than most plants, so this character likes it when the air is warm and hot. The air in their home also is quite hot, since there is more humidity in warm air more than cold. The creeping fig also has aerial roots, so the character often likes activities in higher places, like climbing a mountain or skydiving, though they often have to bring someone along since they’re needy and will become anxious and scared if they go by themselves, even if it is an activity that they enjoy.

10 Traits:
- Clingy
- Needy
- Likes to be around people more than not around people
- Nervous and anxious
- Usually scared
- Becomes desperate when alone
- Surprisingly thinks better when alone (since no one is telling them what to do)
- Has decidophobia (the fear of deciding things)
- Acts as if they agree with someone even if they don't
- Does things to please others

My second character is based on the ‘Camilla’ dieffenbachia, a variant of the dieffenbachia. This character will be dark and cold on the outside, like the dark green outside rim of the leaves on the dieffenbachia, but on the inside kind and caring, like the light green on the inside of the leaves on the dieffenbachia. Since the dieffenbachia will get sunburnt when revealed to too much light, this character doesn’t like people who are bright and happy, and instead enjoy talking to the ones who are neutral or less happy, since they are not too ‘bright.’ The dieffenbachia’s sap will irritate one’s skin and eyes and will burn their throat and mouth if drank, so the character will tolerate some annoyances, but will not hesitate to snap at the person, and when they do the insult that they say is often is seared into the person they snapped at for a long time and it successfully wards off the person who is stunned.

10 traits:
- Not very nice on the outside
- Gets straight to the point
- Rebellious and doesn't really listen to people
- When annoyed, they will snap at people
- Doesn't do well with happy people
- Hates it when people act like they rule everything
- Nicer on the inside
- Will try to help people in danger
- Patient with people, but not too patient
- Doesn't get annoyed easily (you'd have to try hard to annoy this character)

PLOT: (339 words) (So sorry if this is too long, I got sucked into the story, haha)
In this story, the creeping fig (Fig) is left alone in a dingy apartment that only she lives in. She then gets anxious and gets more and more anxious, until one day she walks out, hoping that the blue sky will calm her, and then falls into a sinkhole in the ground because she wasn’t looking where she was going. Right before she falls onto the bottom of the sinkhole, instead of falling in she sinks straight into the ground and enters a world full of technology and drones. She notices that there are people there, or rather cyborgs, but she ignores the fact that they’re cyborgs and sets out to find someone to become friends with. However, she bumps into the second character, the dieffenbachia (Chai), who takes her to the mastermind of the whole world. The mastermind explains the rules of the place to her, and in order to become a citizen of the city, she has to insert some strange lens into her eyes. She agrees, and the person controlling the whole world makes it so that she will have the lens inserted into her eyes the next day. However, the next day just 10 minutes before her lens insertion Chai quickly tells her that by inserting the lens into her eyes she will never be able to leave, the mastermind will know everything in her head, AND she can be controlled by them. She then is conflicted to either put the lens into her eyes or not (Therefore her fear, decidophobia) and finally agrees reluctantly to leave the place. Chai tells her where to go, a small pad that would take her out into the open world, but warns her to never look back. She reluctantly agrees and makes it to pad, but is slightly injured. In the end, she manages to reach the real world and almost returns to get Chai out but remembers to never look back. (The theme of this story was based on sci-fi since I’m in sci-fi cabin. Also, in case you didn't know, Chai is non-binary. I'm referring to the mastermind as they or them, so I think that they're also non-binary.)

SETTING: (262 words)
Since Uji matcha latte is usually white on the bottom and green at the top, the technology world is full of blocky buildings in different shades of green that stretch up high into the neon green clouds and the black sky, and neon lines flash across the buildings. A strange sort of white but somehow thick and soft mist floats around, making the bottom part of the world look mysterious and sometimes good to hide in. The mist also has a sticky texture to it, but it dissolves in contact, and the mastermind can control the mist, for example separating it into two parts so that they can pass through without getting lost in the mist. Since there are ice cubes that sometimes float on top of the Uji matcha latte, the neon clouds are made of binary code, and look chunky but somewhat resemble clouds. They're also usually is a light green froth at the top of the latte, so a light green layer of smoke covers the black sky along with the neon green binary clouds. Sometimes, a dark green powder is sprinkled on top of the latte, so the black sky has dark green ‘stars’, but they’re actually made of one’s and zero’s (like binary code but in small bits) There sometimes are tapioca pearls at the bottom, so there are black metal pods that, like the buildings, have neon green lines flashing across them, and they transport people to places across the city or the world that the story takes place in (the pods resemble the tapioca balls).

STORY: (1719 words)
“She was at a crossroads, and whichever path she chose she would ruin someone’s life.”

In a dingy apartment, a girl, with long limbs and brown medium-length hair whose name was Fig, sighed, trying to keep her anxious thoughts out of her head. She knew that she had to find someone, anyone before she started to become desperately insane. Fig was all alone in the cold, damp, apartment and there was nothing in it except for a small, brown bed and a wooden chair in the corner. A furry, black rug was spread out around the room, but there was nothing else. Fig wasn’t sure exactly what to do, since everyone she met just passed by her like she was nothing but a mere stupidity, a little annoying fly bugging into everyone’s business, trying to get noticed, like a little rock in the middle of the river, only to get gushed over and swept away by the current. Fig slapped herself. She shouldn’t think like that. She would get more anxious! She groaned. It was almost like her head automatically thought of things to make her depressed or worried about herself and everyone around her. It was true, she hated it when she was all alone.

Later in the day, she decided to go out for a walk and look at the sky, something she hadn’t done for a long time, ever since her family had told her to go away, and to do something else than bother them. So she had, and now she was here in this stupid apartment, worrying her head off. If that even was a thing. She sighed. “Ugh… I’m just gonna go outside. There’s nothing more than stuffy anxiety and tiring thoughts in this place.” She walked outside of the apartment, leaped down the metal stairs, and looked up at the sky. She stared at it while walking, her flimsy green raincoat flapping around her, her black boots crunching into the gravel. Suddenly, she heard shouts and screams. She didn’t mind them though. But then, she realized that someone was screaming, “Stop the girl! She’s going to fall!” and another was shouting, “No! It’s too late!” She looked at them, now more annoyed than anxious.
And then her foot met not gravel, but air.

Fig screamed as she toppled into a huge sinkhole, the big sky becoming smaller and smaller as she fell deeper and deeper. She shut her eyes, knowing that it was the end. She was going to die. But just as the sky became a single dot, she sank into the dirt, and the world changed as she did so. Suddenly, she was standing up straight in a strange technology-based world. It was full of buildings and skyscrapers colored in different shades of green, and neon green lines and lights flashed across them. She looked up and gasped. The sky was black and speckled with one’s and zero’s that looked like green coded stars, while green binary code that somehow resembled clouds moved across the sky around in chunky movements, and a light green layer of smoke coated it all. She thought she felt something floating around her hands, so she looked down and saw a white mist swirling across them. Fig whirled around and saw that the mist covered the whole bottom part of the enormous city. There were also round black pods that seemed to be made of metal zooming around the place. Fig guessed that they were used to transport people around since the city was so huge and was hard to travel around by walking. Then, Fig couldn’t believe her eyes. There were people here! But as she took a closer look at them, she realized that all of them had one red eye, and one blue eye. Fig shrugged, though. Cyborgs were better than none. She quickly ran towards a cluster of them and slammed into someone.

“Ack, sorry!” Fig turned and yelped. She realized that the person she was looking at was glaring at her. They had hair that came just below their shoulders and blue and red eyes, just like everyone else, but the blue eye was dull and was a darker shade of blue. They also were the same height as Fig, which was somewhat tall, and was wearing a long green jacket.
“What are you doing here? You’re not from this city, right?” The person demanded. Then, he winced. “Oh. You fell… Well, I should take you to the boss.”
“Huh? What boss…?” Fig asked nervously. She was getting scared.
“It’s fine, they won’t hurt you.” The person gestured at one of the pods. “Come on, we have to get going.”
Fig hastily scampered after the person and quickly climbed in. The mystery person flicked some switches, and it whirred to life. It zoomed upwards, then sped to the largest building in the whole city.
“I’m Chai, by the way.” the other person said as the pod entered the building. Chai stepped out of the black pod, and Fig did too. Then, Chai said, “Go to the right to find the Mastermind. They’ll explain everything to you.” Fig nodded but wasn’t sure what to do. So she just walked to the right, where there was a hallway with a door at the end of it. Fig quickly jogged to the door, and it slid open smoothly. She entered the room, which was black and silver.

Someone was sitting in the chair. She guessed it was the ‘Mastermind’. They were wearing a black mask and were wearing some sort of a robe and a suit combined.
“Welcome,” The Mastermind said smoothly. “As you know, this is the world of technology, and I created it. Here, technology is everywhere and is everything. And, if you wish to stay here, you must put in this lens into your eyes-” He gestured to the pair of red and blue lenses sitting on his desk, “-then you will be accepted as a true citizen of this city. Do you agree?”
Fig nodded almost aggressively. It was almost too good to be true! “Of course!” She exclaimed happily.
She could tell that the Mastermind was smiling. “Very well, and I will see you tomorrow. Just follow the mist to find where to go.”
She wasn’t sure what that meant, so she just nodded. After all, it was only two pairs of lenses. What was the worst that could happen?

The next day, Fig burst out of the apartment she had been staying in. Though it was just the same one in the real world, but that didn’t matter. She looked around and squinted in the mist, trying to find what to follow in it. But in a blink of an eye, the mist had separated and a single wisp floated in the direction of another building. Fig was in awe as she followed the wisp. Did the Mastermind do this? Could they control the mist? Soon the questions were damped down with another, much more important question: Am I going to get the lens in my eyes? She shivered. She had never had lens in her eyes, so this was a completely new experience.

She walked into the building and saw a door in the hall with a sign on it that read: “Reserved for Fig.” There was a stool in front of the door, so she sat down. Suddenly, Chai appeared in the hallway and started sprinting towards her. “Quick, you have to get out!”
“Why?” Fig was confused. “It’s only lenses, right?”
“Not only lenses,” Chai replied darkly. “The red lens lets the Mastermind be able to read our minds, and the blue lets him control us. We also can’t leave this place. And we can’t take them out. Ever. When I realized that, I ‘killed’ my blue eye so that they couldn’t control at least one more person. However, many people just believe that nothing’s wrong with their eyes.”
Fig was shocked but also torn. Should she agree with Chai and leave? Or should she stay? She felt overwhelmed by anxiety and started feeling scared. What should she do? She started feeling like she had to escape somewhere, and never come back again…

Fig took a deep breath, and said, “I’ll leave.”
“Great. There’s a pad that will take you back into the real world, so go there. A pod will take you there.” Chai started to walk out but then paused. “And don’t ever try to come back here, don’t look back.”
“Okay…” Fig nodded reluctantly.
“What are you waiting for? Go!”

Fig sprinted as fast as she could towards the exit, ran out into the open, and jumped into one of the pods. She didn’t know what to do, so she just started to flick random buttons. She was getting anxious since there weren’t many people around her, but she pushed the thought out of her mind and instead prayed that the pod wouldn’t crash and get destroyed. Miraculously, the pod lifted up and flew towards a small suspended platform. As she neared it, she could see a bright green pad pulsing with light.

The pod landed on the platform, and Fig stepped out. But then with a cold feeling of dread, she realized that the Mastermind was standing in front of her, and was holding a strange sort of knife. It was patterned with neon lines and looked sharp. Fig stared at them in horror, but then clenched her teeth and tried to be determined. She was not going to let the Mastermind get in her way. Fig, without knowing what she was doing, ran at them. The Mastermind lunged, and the tip of the blade scratched her elbow. Fig hissed in pain but managed to slide under their feet and into the pad. A bright green light flashed and then it became too bright to see…

Fig landed with a thump in front of the dingy apartment. She was breathing heavily. She almost looked backward and started running towards the sinkhole, but stopped herself, remembering to never look back. So Fig, with a few drops of blood dripping down her grazed elbow and down onto her raincoat, put her hands in the pockets of her coat, and walked back into the apartment that she would now call her true home.

TOTAL NUMBER OF WORDS:
2669 words



Extra proof: (I don't think this is included in the word count though)

PROMPT: (15 words)
She was at a crossroads, and whichever path she chose she would ruin someone’s life. (I changed the he's to she's though)

FEAR: (6 words)
Decidophobia - the fear of making decisions

honeybreeze wrote:

Ariellx wrote:

For the phobia part, are we allowed to give the character more than one phobia?

sure!

Thanks!

I'm already past a thousand words on the story and I'm not even halfway through. Maybe I should scale back a bit…

Hey, so I can’t access the site… what should I do?

doriansquest wrote:

I'm already past a thousand words on the story and I'm not even halfway through. Maybe I should scale back a bit…

same lol

bIueberries- wrote:

Hey, so I can’t access the site… what should I do?

which sites do you need? i posted some things generated from each site here that you can use https://scratch-mit-edu.ezproxy.canberra.edu.au/discuss/topic/525971/?page=2#post-5396912

Dotumantaraye wrote:

guess which traits would fit that person, and continue until you have 10 traits
then write character desc

something like that

Oh thanks! xD I need to write the character desc, already did the traits, thank you!

snip

Thank you!

honeybreeze wrote:

Snip (:< lol

Thanks so much! : DDD

Is it okay to combine multiple prompts?

Weekly 1

“One of the toughest houseplants, snake plants can tolerate most indoor conditions. With its stately upright foliage that almost looks artificial, the snake plant—also called mother-in-law’s tongue—adds great architectural form to a room and complements all styles of decor.”

Brat
Spoiled
Rich
Unmature
Tough
Sporty
Fashion-nista?
Loves neon/bright pink
Fangirl of many fandoms
People think she’s annoying

Let’s call her Pio. Pio is a huge brat, she’s really lazy but sporty at the same time. Does it make sense? She isn’t mature at all, and is really just tough; she’s great at debating though! Pio is an indoor person even if she plays sports, most of the sports she plays are indoors. Her parents make all the money, while she just enjoys life. Her housemaids hate her very much because she always makes a mess & is really rude to them. I’d say Pio is a fangirl of too many fandoms to count. Star Wars, MCYT, Marvel, so on and so forth. She enjoys donating to local funds, but would never volunteer and do manual work (Such a spoiled rich brat as I’ve said before). Pio isn’t so responsible, but she sometimes is very caring. She enjoys fashion a lot, and if you’ve checked out her closet and bathroom you’ll never want to come back if you’re not a fan of the color, BRIGHT PINK. (+167 words)

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“Larkspur is a classic cottage garden staple that produces great cut flowers. With airy stalks of blue blossoms, this plant adds a gracefulness to any garden and looks good in masses or mixed with other perennials and annuals. A true annual, larkspur is easy to start from seed and will happily reseed itself in the garden year after year.”

Afraid of animals
Loves nature
Shy
Popular
Un-sporty, but sporty at the same time?
Favourite season is spring
Neat freak
Likes clean places that are minimalistic
Responsible?
Socially awkward

Let’s call him Sawyer. Sawyer enjoys mother nature, but he hates animals. All animals, even small little french bulldogs or hamsters. His favourite season is spring because it’s not too warm or too cold. He enjoys surfing in the spring weather, even though his friends consider surfing to be more of a summer weather activity for a hot day. He’s a major neat freak, and enjoys collecting plants & being minimalistic. He isn’t as much of a sporty dude (Other than the fact he enjoys surfing), and only has a few close friends. He’s not as rich as other people, but he’s well known for surfing and having a nice tan. Many people LOVE him, and the media? They sure do love him as much as his ginormous fanclub. He’s usually very socially awkward, and tends to bud with many ideas all at once. Overall he doesn’t enjoy his fanclub and popularity too much as he’s very shy. (+157 words)

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The fear I generated/got is gerontophobia. It means ‘fear of the elderly’ and the plot/prompt I got was “They couldn’t be allowed to fight. He had to think of a way to stop it.” For my story I’m going to go with an elderly woman walking up to Pio’s house and since I’m going to choose Pio who has gerontophobia, and yells at the elderly woman when Pio opens the door. Sawyer sees from a distance, and once the elderly woman leaves he goes over to talk with Pio. Since Sawyer is ‘good-looking’, Pio eagerly listens to him and quickly learns her lesson and overcomes her phobia. (+109 words)

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I chose raspberry cheesecake from the ice cream selection. I honestly think that raspberry cheesecake is a fancy type of ice cream so the setting will take place in a rich, fancy neighborhood and every neighbor there is well known for something. Pio is well known for her rich familyhood while Sawyer is known for surfing. The neighborhood likes to be very aesthetic, clean, organized, and you get what I mean. The weather is particularly very cool, not too hot, but not too cold. It’s a gated community with about 19 houses on the block. The reason why it’s a gated community is to prevent fans from entering the neighborhood and causing a disturbance. People enjoy taking pictures of each house if they do have access to the neighborhood for different reasons, like flexing they were in the neighborhood and who knows what else. The people who do live in this neighborhood also hate little kids because I mean they are rich for one, and also because they are extremely annoying kids in the neighborhood. An elderly woman runs the neighborhood, and could quick her neighbors out of her house anytime she would like them out. So yeah she's a pretty powerful woman. (+203 words)

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Someone knocked at the door; Pio heard it for sure. She quickly ran down the stairs, two steps at a time because she was expecting a package; an important one. Slowly she opens the door slowly seeing that it wasn’t what she expected. An older woman was at the front door, now Pio had a phobia; gerontophobia. She never told anybody because people would commonly be rude about it, but she had it. “Excuse me, what can I do for you?” Pio asked politely. “Hi, yes I’m Mrs. Lucy, your neighbor. I’m about to file a complaint from recent noise, and pool partities it seems like that has been late at night,” the woman named Mrs. Lucy said. “Excuse me? I’m sure you mean the neighbors to your left?” Pio said defensively lying. She was mad. The lady was rude, but even if Pio did it she would never openly admit it. Pool parties at midnight, fun times in the mornings, pretty much noise 24/7. As the two continued arguing and talking Sawyer was watering his plants in the garden when he saw Mrs. Lucy and Pio arguing. He quickly turned off the water, and ran to Pio’s house to see what was up. With Sawyer’s slow running he noticed that Mrs. Lucy walked away, so he ran up to Pio and said “Hey, what was that for?” Pio heard a voice behind her as she was about to close the door, quickly and swiftly she opened it again. It was Sawyer, the cool looking dude, and Pio had a slight crush on him. “Hm?” she replied, getting out of her train of thought. “I mean like why did you yell and argue with Mrs. Lucy? You shouldn’t do that, she pretty much runs the whole neighborhood and could kick you out,” Sawyer replied. He was getting annoyed, but Pio’s presence was really awesome for some strange reason. “Ohhh right, well she was being extremely annoying saying my house is loud at night all the time…,” Pio trailed off. Sawyer was shocked! He couldn’t believe it, Pio’s house was always loud and obnoxious but he never made a fuss about it. Before he answered he thought long and hard before he said, “Well not going to lie, but it is loud here all the time. I see so many cars lined up from all the houses.” Pio was now annoyed as well. Why would he ever do this to her? Her crush was now fading off him, “Fine, fine, fine. Yeah I do host parties a lot, but she THREATENED me?” she replied. Sawyer was now frustrated, “Go apologies to her RIGHT NOW! I don’t care if she threatened you or not, but please do it.” Pio sadly had to agree with him on that, but then out of nowhere sobs came out from her. She couldn’t stop it and thought to herself ‘Stop, stop, stop! You are in front of your sort of crush, and you shouldn’t be bawling your eyes out right now.’ Sawyer was shocked at the way she was crying, so he slowly filled in the gap between them and hugged her, “I like you Pio,” he said at once. He was so shocked at himself for saying that out of the blue. Meanwhile Pio who continued sobbing thought ‘HE LIKES ME? WHATTTT.” Pio gathered up her energy to reply back, “Sometimes I think the same as well, I’ll now go apologize.” Sawyer gave a casual smirk and said, “You better.” Pio returned a smile and slowly walked towards her neighbors house. Casually she knocked on the door, and Mrs. Lucy opened it. “No, stop, stop, stop. Don’t come begging me to give you your house back, I am about to call your parents and I for one will be sure to make them-” Pio cut through her, “Actually I am here to apologize. I didn’t realize how rude I was to you and how unfairly I treated you. I’ve never told anyone before but I have gerontophobia, which makes me act extremely rude and annoyed at the elderly. I think I’m getting past it now though, now that I realize one day I’ll be just like you… maybe.” Mrs. Lucy was shocked at what she said, “Really? Thank you so much for apologizing, and I’m glad you told me about this, because when I was about your age living in this neighborhood I also had gerontophobia.” Pio gasped, “OH MY GOD! I never realized that.” Mrs. Lucy just gave a sad smile, and asked her if she’d like to come in for oatmeal cookies. Pio stuttered out a quick response, and the two slowly walking into Mrs. Lucy’s house. It was gorgeous, breathtaking, anything you could imagine that sounded awesome. The aroma coming from the kitchen could be smelled anywhere in the house, even the garage. Mrs. Lucy slowly shuffled around then brought Pio a plate of some delicious oatmeal cookies. Mrs. Lucy told a story about her gerontophobia, and Pio smiled along with her. Apparently she; Mrs. Lucy had overcome that fear as well. After that Pio asked if she could leave, since she had her friend; Sawyer waiting for her. When Mrs. Lucy nodded, Pio headed straight towards her house and when she noticed Sawyer waiting for her on her porch, she quickly shot him a smile. “Soooo, how’d it go with her?” he asked when she was within ear shot. Pio stopped to get a quick breath and said, “Amazing! Did you know she overcame gerontophobia just like me?” Sawyer was once again shocked; Pio had gerontophobia??? “Oh wow, that sounds amazing! I’m glad you just told me about gerontophobia because it sounds like someone just met my grandma,” he replied. Now Pio was the one most shocked,, Mrs. Lucy was Sawyer’s grandma?? “Wait… what? She’s your grandma?” Sawyer nodded, giving a small smirk, “I knew I would tell you one day, but today seemed like the perfect day.” And he gave her his hand, which she kindly linked her hand through his, and both together helds hands watching the sunset. (+1020 words)

yay! just starting!

I'm Sunny. That's my nickname.
I'm in the mystery cabinn!
One fact about me is that I love reading, uwu!

Characters
#1 misteria (misti)
she/her pronouns
-confined feelings
-afraid to open up
-super sweet
-loyal to friends
-afraid of the dark
-afraid of the forest
-super kind
-emotionless on the outside
-heart of gold
-scared of being publicly humiliated
“ rain lily got its common name for its tendency to burst into bloom immediately following periods of significant rain when growing in the wild” so i think this means my character (Misty) should usually be very enclosed and protective of her feelings, but whenever one of the characters (Hawk) speaks to her she becomes this vibrant personality full of feelings, happiness, and herself. This will add to the plot because hawk has to help her come over her feelings and thoughts. Misti has long blonde hair, green eyes with gold flecks. She doesn't know it yet but she is a very powerful witch. Her favorite color is purple and she lives on the poorer side of town. She dresses simply and is very good with a sword. She is usually wearing black flats and a black ribbon on her wrist in case she needs to tie back her hair. She loves birds and is obsessed with how they fly.

#2 Hawkeye (hawk)
he/him pronouns
-can tolerate many things because he's been through so much
-caring for other people
-puts others first
-super kind
-selfless
-makes sure everyone lives there best life
-scared of failure
-must always be perfect
-super pressured to be like his older brothers
-confident in himself
-great at conversation
“One of the toughest houseplants, snake plants can tolerate most indoor conditions.” I think this means that hawk should be very tough because he's been through so much, he should have a tragic backstory that makes him able to withstand everything. He should also be able to have the ability to make others feel warm and happy, this will be called a spreader, a person whose destiny is to spread warmth and happiness to those around them. Him being extremely tough will help the plot because he could become scared at one moment to help symbolize how terrifying this moment is. Hawk comes from a very rich spreader family, and is extremely wealthy. He has one green and one blue eye and caramel colored hair. He is very tall for his age. He is often seen in blue and green clothing, usually embroidered with birds. He loves spreading joy and happiness, and his favorite hobby is woodworking.

#3 Willow
she/they pronouns
-loves the water
-majestic
-very beautiful
-amazing heart
-cares about everyone
-has a huge crush on caramel
-has many secrets that will eventually have to come out
-one of her secre=s is that she is lesbian
-comes from a rich family
-hawks twin sister

“Willows are majestic, moisture-loving trees and shrubs with a variety of uses including willow bark for pain relief, willow branches for basket making and weaving, and willow boughs for carving and walking sticks.” I think this shows that willow should be often overlooked, and used too often that people often forget about her feelings. This will help the plot because it will maybe have a moment where she cracks, bursts into tears how she needs help and not just everyone else. Willow is not a main character in this short story but I thought I would include her because she has her own short story. Willow has curly brown hair that drifts to about her waist. She has light brown eyes with flecks of gold. She is hawkes sister and her hobbies include: competitive swimming, sewing and creating books. She loves writing too. She is often found sitting in a tree reading or writing stories.

Plot
Misti has xylophobia, this will be incorporated into the plot in order to save the one thing that makes her open up and be herself she must face her deepest fear to save them. I got the plot: She stood out from the crowd because. This could mean that as the hawk was choosing which person to spread kindness to, she stood out but he didn't know why. As they get to know each other he starts to understand why and just at that moment he is taken away because he has information on her. She must save him and prove that just because she's different doesn't mean she can't do what people don't expect her to do.

Setting
When I used the boba tea menu I decided to base my setting off mango milk cap tea. The setting is a vibrant fantasy city full of color and delicious food, the city is known for its famous fruit exports and is a little place of light surrounded by scary forests. Everyone in this city loves life and this city is known for producing the best creative people on the planet. This means that everyone is pressured and must live up to these expectations. One of the main places in the setting is a building on calp street, this home is home to misti and her family, it is a bright orange building, on the bottom floor there is a fruit bakery that misty's mom ( moss) runs, above there is a small living quarters where the two live. Another setting in this story is at the treehouse on star street, a hangout where misti first meets hawk and becomes who she truly is. This is a small treehouse in the back of town, it is decorated with lights,maps, and art. It is in the backyard of where Hawk lives with his two older brothers,twin sister and mother and father. The town that all the settings are located in is called haloment. The only setting in this story that is located in Haloment is the forest cottage where a hawk is being held hostage and where Misti faces her deepest fear to save her one and only spark of herself. Haloment is full of expectations, and many rules, but it is home to three lovely people.

Writing the story

The computers shone with many faces of everyone in need of a spark in haloment.
Hawk leaned back in his chair and mumbled to himself “ i don't see how i can choose”
His thirteenth birthday was approaching and for a child that was destined to be a spreader this meant his first mission was approaching. In Haloment there were thirteen spreader families, families whose purpose was to make sure everyone in Haloment was reaching their full potential and spreading joy. Suddenly a picture of a girl with blonde hair, green eyes and pink lips that were curved into a blank expression appeared across the screen. There was something different about her that he just couldn't make out. He smiled at himself and decided this was the one, this was going to be hawk's first mission, the one that would make him famous and be crowned be spreader of the year.
Not too far away in a bright orange building, lay a girl with blonde hair, green eyes, and pink lips curved into an emotionless smile. She sat at her desk studying old books she had found in the attic, this particular book was full of spells, she wondered why her mother owned these books. She sighed and closed the book. She walked over two of her windows and saw a family walking down the street. The family looked like the ideal family to be in haloment, 4 kids all looking perfect, both parents with spreader badges and two boys with junior spreader badges. The family looked so happy and joyous. They suddenly turned to our shop and asked to buy some starfruit. They were heading to a thirteen year olds birthday party and it was his favorite fruit, her mother happily gave it to them and they went on with their day. In the next 15 minutes 4 more perfect families walked by all asking for star fruit flavored food. “ Mysteria! Get down here please” Mistyreia sighed and trudged downstairs. “Please deliver this starfruit cake to the fanes, the spreader family on spar street, please be careful this is a highly respected family!” Misti took the cake box and began her journey. She passed many kids all with smiles and looks of happiness all over their faces, misti wished she could feel this way she just hasn't found her spark. She walked for about 10 minutes until she reached a large house, it was cream colored with many windows and many children with happy faces and fancy gowns walking in. She stepped up the marble steps in her dirty black shoes as others in fancy peach colored shoes practically floated up them. When she reached the door she walked in, she was immediately stopped by a woman in a black velvet party dress.
“Who are you and why are you at my teenagers party, you don't look like you were invited! Shoo!”
Misti kept a blank face and responded
“ i was not invited i am a mere deliverer of the starfruit cake”
“ come in”
Misti stepped inside and followed the guests to the backyard. She put the cake on the table and turned to leave when a glint of gold caught her eye. She turned around and saw a treehouse peeking through the branches of a weeping willow tree. She listened closely and heard crying. She turned and quickly walked up the treehouse steps. When she entered the treehouse she saw a girl in a peach colored dress crying on the floor. She had long curled brown hair and gorgeous brown eyes with flecks of gold.
“Whats wrong” Misti asked
Through the crying she was able too make out the words “my brother, i love him and all but its my birthday too and hes getting all the attention just because hes a stupid spreader”
Misti opened her mouth to speak, she felt no empathy for the girl she just felt she needed to make sure she wasn't blamed for her crying
“Go away” the girl mumbled and Misti took that as her cue to leave.
She quickly exited the giant house and walked back home. She walked straight to her tiny bedroom and decided to read the spell book for the remainder of the day. The next morning she awoke to a strange pounding at the door. She rushed to the stairs and saw her mother opening the door for a boy who looked a little older than her, he wore fancy clothes and had dark blonde hair. He had green eyes and blue eyes. He walked into the home and he sat down on the couch. Misti quickly got dressed into a pale purple dress and a white apron, she put on my black flats and brushed my hair. The second I walked downstairs her mother yelled “hawk! She's awake! Here she is!” Hawk got up from the couch and walked over to misti.
“Let's go on a walk, shall we?” he asked, extending his hand. Misti pulled her hand away. Hawk smiled and stepped outside, Misti grabbed a small slice of bread and joined hawk at the doorstep.
“What do you want from me” Misti asked in a stern voice
“ Look, I am a spreader and you were on the list of someone who needs joy, so here I am!”
She looked into his eyes and suddenly felt something in her chest like a flame had been lit.
For the first time she smiled, not a fake smile, a true smile. She felt something inside her and then suddenly fainted. She awoke to Hawks face staring at her in confusion. She quickly sat up and wiped herself off. “ I was scared there for a moment, “ the hawk exclaimed! She turned red as a tomato at that comment. She smiled nervously and stood up. “Come on i wanna show you something” hawk said in a happy voice she quickly followed him to a giant peach colored house, with many windows. The same house she had been at last night to deliver the cake. She walked up the stairs and into the household, this time not stopped by a fancy woman in a black party dress. He led her to the backyard and into the treehouse where she had found the child crying last night. He smiled and sat down. “So tell me about yourself” Misti smiled again and said “ my name's mysteria, I am 12 years old and that's all I know” he looked at her oddly. There must be something else! Here he said handing her a crystal bracelet “ this bracelet can tell everything about a person” she nervously put the bracelet on and saw a hologram flash it only said one thing:powerful witch. Hawk gasped and Misti was too stunned to speak. “ You're a witch?”
“I guess i am”
“Well we better start training!”
“What?”
“A spreader's job is to have someone reach their full potential! And that means I need to train you to be a witch!”
Misti smiled “sure, let's do this”
Over the next three hours she mastered all the first level spells in the spellbooks and discovered she wasn't exactly good at making eggs out of air. When the day started to turn into night she left the tree house happy for the first time. Over the course of the next few weeks she kept training and kept learning, and building a very deep relationship with hawk. She was able to master many spells and soon became amazing at magic. She was very happy and felt feelings until one day she arrived at the house for her training and the hawk wasn't there. She waited for hours, and hours, but he never came outside, so she decided to ring the doorbell. The door was answered by a woman in tears'' what do u want?”
“ I am looking for a hawk,I am his spreader,he never showed up today.”
“ he's gone,taken,kidnapped by an old hag”
Misti gasped and felt incredible pain in her heart, throbbing almost. She suddenly felt an urge to find him, he was the only thing that made her feel feelings, he must be found. Suddenly her feet started moving and she couldn't stop them. They led her to the edge of the town, where the forest started, the scary forest full of bad animals and scary people. She breathed deeply, in forests where her biggest fear was, she had never dared to go near one nor through one but she knew she had to find a hawk.
Her feet led her through the forest, through spiderwebs,moss,bushes and trees. Her feet finally stopped at an old abandoned shed. She opened the door and saw a hawk being tortured while a woman was asking “ where is she, who is she!?! Bring her to me!” “never! She deserves to live!”
“A spreader's purpose is to seek out magic! Now bring her to me!”
Misti suddenly realized they were talking about her. She quickly turned invisible and decided to plan how to get the hawk out of there! After she came up with her plan she stuck up behind the woman and made a flame, she burned the woman and knocked her out. She quickly untied Hawke and teleported them out of there. They landed in the tree house with a thud.
“You saved me”
“That's what friends do”
Hawke smiled up at her
“ I am glad i chose you”
“ me too”
Both of them wondered what came next but for now they were together and happy.

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YAY I FINISHED!!! GO fairy tales!

tek_ilovemarvel wrote:

honeybreeze wrote:

tek_ilovemarvel wrote:

I have a question, how do you do the line thing that separates your text?

sorry, what do you mean?

It's fine, I got it figured out.

HOW?? HELP!!!

WOO OKAY MY WEEKLY B)))

• Optimistic
• Talks a lot
• Makes lots of impuslive decisions
• Agile
• Cheeky/playful
• Doesn't take things seriously
• Has a habit of exaggeration
• Opinionated <3
• Clumsy with words
•Short attention span

River is everyone's favourite chaotic neutral enby. They're very optimistic and playful, but are susceptible to being taken advantage of and making impulsive decisions. They're cheeky and talk a lot, although they don't use the definitions of words very strictly - they're literally so bad at talking. With this comes a habit of exaggeration. River has choppy brown hair that reaches about to their chin and a big smile with somewhat wonky teeth. Their eyes are dark brown and usually crinkled into a smile. They have a short attention span and prefer to leave things that require thinking to others - they'd much rather go straight in and start doing than think things over or make a complicated plan of attack. They spend most of their time dragging their sister around to do “fun” things so they can get out of looking after her properly. They like to joke around don't take things seriously. Rules are just suggestions, after all.
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• Wise
• Smart
• Responsible
• Weirdly insightful
• Has child logic
• Kind
• Accidentally a smartass
• Shy around strangers
• Has opinions but is flexible - a peacemaker
• ~charming lil kid vibes~ and absolutely takes advantage of them
Amelia is River's three year old sister. Despite being three, she's very clever, well-read and responsible. With it comes bossiness and a tendency to accidentally be a smartass. Ammy, as River calls her, is an incredible judge of character and intention. She is insightful and wise far beyond her years - if anyone could be a soul that has been reincarnated over and over, it would be her. She is kind, having very little concept of people having done bad things or not deserving things, and charms many she meets. Her logic, while childish at times, makes sense to her, and she has opinions on everything - but she prefers not to argue, so she keeps them to herself a lot. She has wispy brown hair that she keeps in a longish bob the same colour as her sibling's and blue eyes, which the pigment has not formed yet. She speaks surprisingly clearly for a child her age, spouting big words effortlessly, but does not have the coordination to write yet.
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My writing prompt is “They felt the urge to clear the ground, to look around and see nothing.” and my fear was a fear of trees, forests and wood, which I am going to flavour to be a fear of nature.
Plot:

River and their sister are doing something (?) which leads them to a forest. Ammy, river's sister, discovers that the forest is scheduled to be cut down and wants to save it. She also, being a three year old with three year old logic, wants to live in the forest with her sibling and all the animals.
River, having a fear of forests and trees, must do their best to manage their fear because they do not want to get in ammy's way. They also care for the climate but are struggling a lot with their fear and how to get around/overcome it. I think it will end in a big mental battle where river ends up overcoming their fear so that ammy will be happy for a time.
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My ice cream flavour is wild blueberry shortcake. The ice cream is light pink with yellow shortcake bits in it.

For my setting, I think I will make the setting a city that is quite a positive and nice place to be, with lots of patches of greenery and things that let you be close to nature. There will also be forests lots of natyre places that you can spend time in, like parks and stuff. The city is quite small, and has lots of suburban houses rsther than being “the big smoke”. There's also a lot of heritage cottages and other old houses. The city is famous for its pink roads, which are not every road but the marking used on roads that sometimes get closed off for festivals and protests, as well as street parties and things. They are very smooth and surfaced differently to normal roads. The city also has, dotted around it, lots and lots of lemonade stands where the people can get fresh drinks and snacks. It's unique in this, because many of them are just those portable stand things that get moved around all the time. But there are hundreds and hundreds, some rare ones fitted out to make different things like snacks or other drinks. It's becoming a trend to take the lemonade stands and fit them out to be food banks or op shop clothes collection or coffee shops or portable libraries. The city is a bit famous for its signature bush, which is dotted around it and can be picked by anyone. The bushes are protected by the council so that the community can benefit them, and they are colloquially known as wild blueberries.
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Story:

“Let's go, River!” Amelie said, tugging at their arm.
“Okay, okay,” River said as they followed their sister. The two of them stumbled through the streets excitedly, little Ammie leading the way.
“Come on, slowpoke!” She said, dragging River into a small patch of park. “I've found the perfect treehouse.” River, who had been giggling and following, stopped abruptly. There were so many trees.. They looked at them, menacingly, trying to lure them in. The trees were evil, they were sure of it. With their knotted, malformed branches and trunks and their scary markings, their huge enormity. Trees and River did not mix. River stopped at the edge of the park; frozen. They wanted to look around and see nothing but flat ground, to not see the trees anymore. Ammie had no such fear, and was already well into the park, hidden by the foliage.
River looked at her desperately.
“Ammie, come back,” they said. “Ammie, you need to come back! Don't go so far into the forest, it's dangerous. If you get hurt I won't be able to help you, you know that.” Ammie's head briefly appeared again to reply.
“Silly River, just come here with me then! It's just trees.”
“You-you know I can’t do that! I’m-“ they shivered. “I’m not good with trees. They- ughhghhh they’re creepy and I just- eughhh I can’t go near them baby”
Ammie looked at River confusedly. “Trees? They’re just trees. What’s so scary about them?” She cocked her head to one side. “
“It's-” River started. “I don’t know, love. I can't help it, I don't know why.” They wanted to scrunch up into a ball and turn away from the trees, to not see them. They wanted to wave their hand and have the whole forest disappear, to look out across the park and not see a single tree. They could feel their heart beating, their muscles tensing. They grit their teeth. “Keep it under control, River,” they said to themself. They wanted to run. They had to run.

“River! River, look!” Ammie's voice called out. “There's a sign! You need to read it for me, come over here!”
“Bring it here, baby. I can read it for you from here.” They called back. Ammie was still in the forest.
Ammie was still in the forest.
“No, River you need to come here,” she whined. “It's nailed to the tree! Just come, it's not scary.”
River sighed. Their sister really didn't understand - after all, she was only a small child.
“I don't get to choose, cutie pie. I just can't.”
“That's silly! You just have to be brave.” Ammie said, emerging from the forest. River sighed with relief at seeing her come out safely. “Come on!” She reached River and grabbed their hand, grumpily pulling on it. “I wanna know what the sign says!”
River startled, having been lost in thought.
“Ammie! Don't do that,” they said, pulling against her. “I think it's time to go home now. It's getting late. Aren't you a bit cold?”
“No.” Ammie pouted. “Just come, it looked important!” She pulled harder, and they braced themself. “Let's .. go,” they said, attempting to drag her away. Ammie slipped out of their grip and, screwing up her face, sat down on the ground.
“I… don't… wanna… goooooo” she whined, preparing to throw a tantrum. Uh oh. Her face started to turn red and she pounded her hands on the ground a bit.
“I'll get you ice cream? Remember we saw an ice cream truck on the way? I bet they have lots of yummy toppings.” They said. Ammie's face began to go blue as she prepared to wail. “Okay, maybe not. Do you wanna play a game when we get home? Or have some juice?” Desperation began to build up as Ammie's started to scream.
“III DOONNNTT WANNNAAAA GO HOMMMMEEE” She kicked, flailing and crying. “DDDOOONNNTTT TAAAKKKEEE MEEE HOOOOMMEEEE,” she screeched. People started to look over at River.
“Sugar, we'll go somewhere else then. How about we gooo..” River looked around hurriedly. Parents were dragging their staring children in wide berths around the two, and many had crossed the street. “To the beach! You love the beach, it's nice and warm and you can play in the sand!” The beach was a safe option.
“IT WILL BE COLLDDDDD,” Ammie howled. They bent down, attempting to pick Ammie up, but she wriggled and stood her ground. They supposed that they were up to their last resort.
“Here- here, sweetheart. Go take a photo of the sign you found, and I'll read it for you.” River gingerly held their phone out towards Ammie.
The tears stopped. The kicking stopped. The screaming and wailing and howling stopped.
“R-really?” Ammie hiccupped.
“Yes, really, honeypie,” they responded.
“And you'll read it for me? You promise?”
“Yep, I promise.” They pushed their phone into their hand. “But we go home straight after, okay?”
Ammie scowled.
“Fine.” She ran off into the forest and River forced themself to watch her. Their will gave out after a few seconds and they recoiled, scrunching up into a ball and closing their eyes. They regained their composure, heart still beating a little fast, in time for Ammie's return. She came running up to them, River's phone grasped carelessly in her little hand.
“Woah woah woah, steady on! Wouldn't wanna drop my phone now, hey?”
“It's fine, you can just get a new one. Anyway, look, I took a photo!” River took their phone from Ammie, shading the screen with their hand and peering at it. It looked like it was a sign displaying a planning permit. River could read the title but the text underneath was too small to read.
“Babygirl, the text is a bit small to read. But the title says ‘Scheduled For Demolition, Commencing April 27th.’”
“Awww, I made sure the writing was all crispy and stuff!”
It was, to Ammie's credit, not a bad photo. But it was a big sign and the text was small.
“I know, honeybun. We can come back next week.”
“But it said April 27th!” Amelie protested. “That's tomorrow, it'll be gone next week!”
“Yes, you're right.” River said. They really had nothing else to add. They felt a tinge of guilt - after all, not very long ago they had wanted this whole place flattened. Ammie looked up at them with big eyes. “You know what, darling? You can have ten more minutes to say goodbye, okay?”
“Will you come?”
They laughed. “Take what you can get, love, or else I'll change my mind.”
Ammie giggled and ran off, disappearing into the forest immediately.
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-ChocoLoco- wrote:

Click on any plant there and it will bring up a more detailed description of the plant! Now that you have this plant, read through all of the descriptions and create a list of personality traits that are inspired by this plant.

one small issue i found is i can't go to some of them without it trying to get me to sign up. so keep an eye out for this if anyone's reading this and potentially use google as your friend to find photos and other stuff to base your info on <3

doriansquest wrote:

I'm already past a thousand words on the story and I'm not even halfway through. Maybe I should scale back a bit…

lol that is so me



CodeRoyalty~girl~reading~horses~coding~obsessed with mouse trails

“no risk no reward” “it is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation”

For the plot, do we have to use the plot generator?