| |
|
🌈🎄✨❄️🌲🌈 What are the Leprechauns up to this Holiday season? This is the prompt of the contest! The only stipulations are that the story must be short enough to read please 😂, poems are allowed, and you must encorporate a Leprechaun/unicorn theme! 3 entries max per person. You are also welcome to use specific Leprechaun names and names of our Unicorns within your story for your characters if you would like (you can find them in this barn =). Now for the prizes! Winner (my favorite story/poem) will receive the following! 🌈 1 3mo upgrade (gotta give the people what they want 😂… I will find a provider to purchase from), or the 150k ebs equivalent! 🌈 And this month’s brood to my very own Unicorn mount, Bluebell Lovely Rump, and the breeding to your pick of one of the Unicorn stallions! This will be the FIRST ever unicorn foal from the Unicorns, and you will have your very own unicorn foal at your stable! You will receive the foal branded with the special ~𝖜🦄𝖜~ Unicorn brand, distinguishing it as having lineages from only the best of the best of Eden’s magical Unicorns residing at the grand WW 🦄Unicorn Stable. 🍀 Any donations for other prizes are also most welcomed! Then we may be able to do runner-up prizes as well =) -- For additional info on the Unicorn broods… the remaining Unicorn mares who are unbred will have their broods auctioned off this month and in future months as a fundraiser for the wishlist (will be posted later)!! -- And now… let the storytime begin!! ☃️ Entries close on Dec 24th 7pm GT! Cheers!! ~🍀Dizzy McTavern (Whiz) |
|
|
| |
|
You want entries posted here? Also how many entries are allowed? |
|  |
|
| |
|
Gemini Estate said:
You want entries posted here? Also how many entries are allowed?
Yep entries can be posted here! And let's do 3 entries max per person, will add that to the post =) |
|
|
| |
|
The Ginger-Bread Man Theif by: Kat Starring "Dizzy McTavern (Whiz and her mount)" ---- It was a gorgeous snowy night when Whiz was cooking some delicious gingerbread to bring to her fellow leprechaun LuckyCharmz annual christmas party, the smells filled the air and caught the attention of BlueBell, she started prancing around trying to get Whizs' attention, eventually she just gave up and pretended to eat. After Whiz had given her, the nightly peppermint treat and left the estate BlueBell had decided to see if her amazing owner left any behind.... which of course we know she would, BlueBell climbed up to the main house kitchen and there they were, practically calling her to eat them "Eat me Blue, Eat me..." so she did, every single one of them..... she then scurried back to her pasture where all the other unicorns were waiting for there daily grooming. A few hours later Whiz came back and headed up to the kitchen to eat her remaining giger-bred or so she thought.... --------------------------------------------------- The Golden Gift by: me again- ----- Christmas day.... It was a cold winter morning at Kats Ranch, all was well, when suddenly.... 'WAKE UP ITS CHRISTMASSSSSS' kat sprang from her bed and rushed down to the living room, followed behind her, her 13 yr old sister darted for the giant bean bag that lays in the corner. As they sat there inpatient Kat noticed one big box with her name on it, she was confused as why it was so big, and why her sister didnt have one the same size, she counted the presents her sister had and found that her sister had double the amount that Kat had. She found it fair as she had a very large box.... After their parents had made there way downstairs they took turn opening presents, her sister opened 2 and then she'd open 1. When Kat got to the largest present, she found that inside was a saddle? and a bridle? but why? Her sister then saw out the corner of her eye a majestic roan paint standing there eating some hay. Her sister jumped up with excitement and they both ran outside together, that day Kats life changed.... ----- Hopefully the stories were decent and didnt bore anyone to sleep- |
|  |
|
| |
|
Those are so cute, Kat!! <3 |
|
|
| |
|
Ive just had this in my mind with RO fast approaching Oh, We're making our lists. We're checking them twice. Trying to find out who's naughty and nice. Oh, rollover's coming to town. We see it when we're dreaming We think about it when we're waking So, you better not shout You bettter not pout Rollover is coming to town _____________________________ Lol. Thank you <3 |
| |
|
| |
|
Gemini Estate said:
Ive just had this in my mind with RO fast approaching Oh, We're making our lists. We're checking them twice. Trying to find out who's naughty and nice. Oh, rollover's coming to town. We see it when we're dreaming We think about it when we're waking So, you better not shout You bettter not pout Rollover is coming to town _____________________________ Lol. Thank you <3
Haha!! That is pretty accurarte 😅 Thank you for entering!! |
|
|
| |
|
The Unicorn of ROs Sung to the tune of White Christmas: - I'm dreaming of a W Christmas, Where every foal has three Ws! And they've all got shiney, Looking patterns, And every single one is a filly!! Oh, I'm dreaming of a W Christmas, Where all my mares don't misbehave. And I get on the ALAB, Oh! Wouldn't that be fab? And there's not a single colt in sight! ~~~~~ I hope you find this one humorous: Leprechauns are Actually Cats Or Mischief, Managed - I didn't put up a Christmas tree this year-- cats are oh, so curious; they sometimes can't help themselves. Last year, one ate the tinsel and lights, the other tried to eat the ornaments. They both knocked down the tree at least a dozen times each trying to reach the star on top, and one of them managed to chew a branch off. So this year, I cat-proofed the festive spirit. I duct taped an extension cord to the wall, from socket to ceiling. Then I connected the strings of lights and ran them around the edge of the living room, intertwined a couple of thick pine garlands, and bedecked the lot with ornaments to give it a Christmas-y vibe. I just finished, and already they're trying to eat the tape. |
|  |
|
| |
|
Gryffenwise Stables said:
The Unicorn of ROs Sung to the tune of White Christmas: - I'm dreaming of a W Christmas, Where every foal has three Ws! And they've all got shiney, Looking patterns, And every single one is a filly!! Oh, I'm dreaming of a W Christmas, Where all my mares don't misbehave. And I get on the ALAB, Oh! Wouldn't that be fab? And there's not a single colt in sight! ~~~~~ I hope you find this one humorous: Leprechauns are Actually Cats Or Mischief, Managed - I didn't put up a Christmas tree this year-- cats are oh, so curious; they sometimes can't help themselves. Last year, one ate the tinsel and lights, the other tried to eat the ornaments. They both knocked down the tree at least a dozen times each trying to reach the star on top, and one of them managed to chew a branch off. So this year, I cat-proofed the festive spirit. I duct taped an extension cord to the wall, from socket to ceiling. Then I connected the strings of lights and ran them around the edge of the living room, intertwined a couple of thick pine garlands, and bedecked the lot with ornaments to give it a Christmas-y vibe. I just finished, and already they're trying to eat the tape.
HAHA! I do love them LOL! That last one is really quite the picture in my head 😅 Thank you so much for entering!! |
|
|
| |
|
I hope this isn't too long, and please don't ask what my inspiration was... It just happened lol ------------------------------------------ On The Front Lines The soft crunch of untouched snow being flattened was so quiet not even a mouse would stir. His small boot clad feet settled so gently the buckles don’t even clink against the leather. Eyes wide and observant he checked his 10 o’clock, then his 3. All was clear. Signaling behind him with a stern wave of the hand, they began to progress forward, each step still being taken with great caution. “What’s our ETA?” said a voice that rose from behind him. “At this pace, all going smoothly, T-2 minutes,” he uttered in a calm, cool tone. And so they kept moving always alert for danger. But then it happened. It all began with a step slightly too large, a leg slightly too wobbly. It then it escalated so quickly, violently even. His backpack throwing him off balance, his necklace of tinsel tangling around his limbs. Their cover was blown. Lying in a heap on the ground his fall broken by his hay stuffed backpack he lay still, paralyzed by fear, only his mouth was able to move. “Get down, Get down!” he yelled to his men, hoping even some would make it through the onslaught. “Retreat! Don’t come back fo-“ (Insert heavy irish accent) “What in the heck are ye doin’?” Bellowed a familiar voice. “Oh uh… hi uncle Alby, we were just…” “I told ye to go to da barn and feed da the horses, not go waltzing around in the snow like elves or somethin” “Well you see… we were just… getting there…” Fergus replied hurriedly. “But you see we had to conduct our uh “mandatory” leprechaun military training,” Hamish interrupted, still lying capsized. “I’ve never in meh life heard of such a thing… ye quite literally 5 yards from the barn… oh well now go on and get to those unicorns or Violet Silky Tail will be bustin’ down da door – you know what she’s like.” And letting out a sigh Ably turned, but just before he walked away said, "We're about to start openin presents, ye better hurry." Rather quickly Hamish scrambled to his feet, once again finding his balance. Then looking Fergus dead in the eye said: “ETA is T-4 minutes – lets get movin’!” ----------------------------------------- This was lots of fun, I havent done any form of writing for ages so I'm rather rusty, but I hope you enjoy lol |
|  |
|
Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
