ARC Survey

  Dear Copper, Hi bro!! How are you doing out there near the big blue? Your little sis has been doing good over here, been busy fulfilling orders and all that you know me to do!! The forest has been as quiet and quaint as it’s ever been, some days it’s chirping with the wildlife, and others it’s all rainy and soggy, and wet, so I can’t go on my usual hike an...

Ziggy let out a relaxed sigh, settling down into the worn cushions of his favorite armchair. He set his cup of ru berry tea on the side table, next to his carefully arranged stack of stationary and stamps. This month, he had picked out envelopes with an adorable dyno beeble print- he hoped the recipients would appreciate them as much as he did. He opened the drawer to the table and...

Dear ???,       I am grateful for all that you've shown me. You've shown me that not all Xeros are cruel and unkind creatures. You have truly saved me from myself. I have never felt so much better than when I am with you. I appreciate you and your kindness. You have a wonderful gift, a gift of healing other Xero's hearts. It is a rare gift but you know exactly how to use it. You slithered into my life like it was some source of jo...

Dear little Ziggy/Me,   Well, hi! I bet you never expected to receive a letter like this before (even though you will probably never get this). I saw a video the other day of a fella who made a video talking to his future self as a kid; then reacting to it as an adult in the future. I thought it was a fun concept and decided it might be fun to try myself! Heck, maybe I'll find this letter years down the line and get to write to myself again! Anyways, I'm sure y...

Dear Urho I know It’s summer season and you are probably knee deep in helping every tourist and passerby at the docks, but I wanted to take a few minutes of your time to tell you about my travel. I’m currently in a warzone. I’m also at least fifteen times bigger than the little critters going at it, so do not worry for my safety. I came here to search for a pair of earrings. How big are the earrings then? You are probably wondering. And that’s the awkward part, the jewel...

[The following note? Letter? Letter. The following letter is roughly written on borrowed stationary, with crossed-out words and ink blots. It is folded up carefully and placed in what Eber hopes is the right mailbox. All capitalization and punctuation is as written, for emphasis] Hi. So. Um. This is a weird note to leave and I hope you aren't freaked out by it, but I happened to...overhear you. Ranting in the memorial garden, the other day. And I wanted to say: ...

It was late and the club was nearly empty. The festival outside of town drew the crowds this time of year and Vexa was often left simply cleaning glasses and the counter over and over to cure her border. The short desert Xero wandered back and forth for a while, cleaning this and that, organizing the bottles of drink mixes and spirits before a familiar voice rang out behind her.    Instantly her biolum beamed bright blue as she flipped around and saw the most wonderf...

A sigh escaped Mudball, the chair below him making a soft creak as he sat down at his cluttered desk. Empty water bottles and miscellaneous computer equipment had to be pushed aside to make room for the empty piece of paper that now lay in front of him. He found it hard to form words, to come up with something worth writing, so he started out slow. Dear Vampire … ...

Badger had just settled down, throwing his bags beside his claimed bed.  He glanced at his luggage for a moment, trying to remember what he packed since he usually doesn't wear any clothes. He shrugged it off and flopped into bed.  Harvey was on the opposing bed, already unraveling all their packed snacks. "Want any?" She mumbled, cheeks slightly filled. "Itfs so gawd!"  ...

There’s a sigh when the voice note begins, barely audible as the creaking noise of a chair fills the stretch of silence. A throaty hrr-hrum, commanding attention, followed closely by another sigh, like they can’t collect the words. “It’s, erm, Monday… The year is- ah, blasts,...

Andromeda sits at her desk, pen and paper sitting in front of her, her eyes trained on the family photo that sat angled at her. The dappled pelt shone softly in the lamplight as they shook their head to bring them back to where they began. They took a paw and pushed the writing utensils to the side, instead picking up her headphones and placing them in their ears, then pulling the microphone down from the lifted state it was in. Normally they sat like this for work, but instead they chose to ...

It was supposed to just be a regular next day. He had been thinking this last week on how he was going to admit his feelings for Charlie, and just trying to figure out how. He swore to himself the next time he would see Charlie he would admit it. Granted, he told himself before the last 4 times he has seen him but never actually did. But next time he did, it would be different. Kodi wasn’t aware of Charlie working as he stopped by for lunch this particular day. He just finished dropp...

Winters returned to his corner of the ARC lab to find a lightly stained folded paper on his desk. Confused, he unfolded it to find scrawling handwriting read:   “I apologize I’m sorry sorry sorry I apologize”               Confused, he immediately took stock of the compact office with papers and other objects strewn about, and miraculously concluded that nothing had been stolen or broken. The letter was unsigned and in a barely legi...

It was a beautiful day out.    Despite the warmer temperatures rolling in, there was still a small amount of snow outside of Nettle's home. He couldn't help but smile as he peered out the window. His tail flicked, joyfully, as he turned away and moved towards his desk. Once he was comfortable, Nettle carefully placed a fresh piece of paper onto the desk and grabbed a quill. He took a moment to stare at the bl...

Atlas is not one for journaling or writing poems, but they adore writing letters. They will write multiple daily letters, sending them to their friends instead of texting. While they often use a phone to check social media and listen to music, they find writing letters instead of texting back something special they can do for their friends. While their friends find it a bit odd, they love getting letters from Atlas, as it means Atlas is excited to talk to them. ...