ARC Survey

Daphne quickly checked over the café one more time to make sure everything was ready for opening, all tables were clean, blankets folded, reading nooks ready and all the books in their right spot. It was part of her morning routine, she wouldn’t directly admit it but she’s quite the perfectionist. She looked at the clock on the wall and when the big hand reached the top she turned the sign on the door from closed to open, the Inkwell Café is officially ope...

Date XX, XX, XXXX,   XX:XX   Being stranded here was not my idea of what I would be doing today but it seems like that is what is happening today. I was venturing out to explore more of the Earle Sea and my poor vessel got damaged by the rocks. I was able to gentilly crash into a small island.   I will be ...

The computer started zooming and Set stretched his back and cracked his paws, 'another video rendering and almost ready to put online'. He looked at the time in the corner of the screen, it was getting late. *Tududum* a notification popped up in the corner:   ARC - ARC Survey 015 Reminder this is your last change to submit your answer for ARC Survey 015...

Twelve-ounce mug. Decaffeinated. No cream or sugar.  Other Xeros quietly thought it was odd, but didn’t press Dusty about his choice in coffee. If he was feeling fancy he’d drop in a few ice cubes to enjoy it cold. Plain and simple; it was how he preferred most things in life, such as his morning routine.  This morning was different, though. Dusty sat at the kitchen t...

"What an odd survey prompt.." Vesper lightly tapped their pen on the table they sat at, looking down at their work setup with a puzzled expression. They'd only recently decided to start sending responses in for the ARC Surveys each month, and their first one was.. something. It wasn't weird, or odd, or even strange. It was just.. confusing. What would they bring to a deserted island? After a few moments of thought, they began typing away on their laptop. "What woul...