[starryeyed]

*Name : Kytie
*Gender : Girl
*Age : 3 years
*Personality : fast. beautiful, fun

[Offended Cockatiel]

Such a beauty, it's hard to resist trying out.

[howling dog]

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ＰＯＯＲ ＬＩＴＴＬＥ

ＬＯＳＴ ＢＯＹ

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ＨＯＷ ＣＯＵＬＤ ＴＨＩＳ ＨＡＰＰＥＮ？↓

You step into the building.
It’s falling apart, with gaping holes in the ceiling and a mix of ash and debris lining the floor.
You begin to carefully pick through the mess and make your way towards the back of the ruined
house, being sure to not tread to heavily on the piles of rummage. You’re not sure it can even
hold your weight. You stifle a cough as the wood dust begins to seep its way into your noise, causing
your eyes to go teary in a matter of seconds. There is no way this is safe, you think to yourself, let’s
just find the evidence and go. There. One tiny little speck of white near the back wall catches your
watering eyes, and you easily pick it out of the Debris.
You feel a growl making its way out of your throat as you eye the picture. It’s nothing fancy, just a
picture of kia who couldn’t be older than a few weeks, sitting sleepily on a little blanket. You flip
the picture over to reveal scribbily cursive handwriting. You can make out the words ‘male 4 wks
’ confirming your suspicion that this was a very young kia. You can’t really make out the next
words very well, but what you see at the very bottom makes you sick to your stomach. It’s a price.
That was what you were sent to investigate. Young kias, newborns a lot of the time, taken from there
families and sold like livestock. This little baby had been one of those, he was meant to be taken
and given to the kiamaras who were willing to pay the most for him but something had gone wrong.
Very wrong. The young creature had been lost somewhere during his transport, and what you had
been sent to find out was how. You chuckle sympathetically. No one knew what happened to this little
boy, but most people back in Head quarters thought he was dead. Poor little guy, you think, he
couldn’t survive all alone. You continue to stare at the writing, trying to decipher it. You finally are
able to make one more word out of the gibberish.
Camilius.

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↓ＷＨＯ ＩＳ ＨＥ？

"Poetry for Cammy"
Seek him
The little one
The one with freedom's scream
Ringing in his young ears
For he has felt the bitter
Bite of loneliness
And the cold of kindness

A child taken for it's beauty
Is a child scarred for a profit
One whom can be marred into
A creature of hate and sorrow
For his family still weeps
For this little lost boy

Does he even have a wish to be saved
He knows nothing else except being alone
All the time
Surviving
But not living
For child's breath can be
So easily snuffed out

Username: ~Persia~ Call me Persia or Persian

Name: Camilius

Origin: Roman

Meaning:A name meaning a young boy who was chosen from among the Roman nobility to attend the Priests during sacrifices in Pagan Rome.

Nicknames: Having a nickname requires you actually know someone, which Camilius doesn't. If he did, he would likely have the nicknames Cammy and Cam. I will refer to him through this form as either his regular name or the listed nicknames.

Gender: Male in both mind and body ♂

Age: He is one year and 8 months old

Birthday: April 5th, 2012

Zodiac Symbol: Aries ♈

Chinese Zodiac: Dragon

Sexuality: Camilius is likely straight.

Nationality: He was born just outside of London, making him English.

Body Shape: Cam is lean and coltish, with legs just a little to long to match his still child-like frame. His stature is smaller than the average kia of his age, but Cammy makes up for by being very fit and fast. As small as he is, scrawny is a word you would never use to describe him.

Personality: As a child, little Cammy was such a sweetheart. He was the perfect child, the cute, kind, and sweet blushing baby that his mother had always wanted. Everyone always remarked on how good he was with other pups, always making friends wherever he went. But of course, things change, and the cruelty of both nature and other kiamaras was enough to crush his his sweet nature like a bug. His tragic history shaped him into a boy with the intelligence
and creativity to survive in a harsh world, but it stole from him the

kindness that was once his saving grace. But even after being stolen from home, and being lost in the middle of no where, Camilius perceived. If Cammy was to be asked what his best trait was, he'd say it was his resilience. Life has thrown all it had at him, and he pushed through it and proved that there was almost nothing it the world that he couldn't overcome. He is adaptable and creative, where others might see a couple of sticks, he sees one more day of survival. But even he knows, mainly from memories of his old life, that most kias could not survive like this. Camilius is just a little bit narcissistic, taking more pride than he'd admit in just surviving where others wouldn't. If he knew the real reason he'd been taken, Cammy probably be even more stuck-up.
This need to survive has made him a risk-taker though. Even if had grown up in a good home he still would have been impulsive and just a little bit reckless, but without anyone to watch over him these traits became amplified. Cam's reckless nature is his most dangerous trait, because everything is life or death when you're all alone. If he's not careful, one rash decision or one hastily made shelter could be the end of his short life.
Perhaps though the thing that has helped Camilius survive the best is how used he is to being alone. As much as he insists that he doesn't need other kiamaras, that they abandoned him, Cammy misses his family. Nature has made Camilius a kiamara who is perfectly built to survive all alone, but his mind played a dirty trick on him. It makes him want to go back to the people he hates the most.

History:
Camilius Elijah Fay, Born on April 5th, 2012 to two well known socialites in a small suburban town right outside of London, was the light of his mother's life from the second he was born. His mother had always dreamed of having a baby of her very own, a cute little thing that could be her little shining star, in fact that's what she called him, her little star. His first memory is of his mother staring down at him adoringly. From what Cam remembers she even looked a lot like him, with glowing amber eyes and silky teal hair. It's needless to say that for a while he loved her as much as she loved him.

Camilius was nearly 4 months old when he was targeted. There is a secret world that no one but a select few knew about. Kiamaras who couldn't have a baby or just wanted the guarantee of having a "pretty" baby would shell up big bucks for someone else's. So it was on July 3rd that a female kiamara was able to soundlessly sneak into a sleeping Cammy's room and gently take him away. No crying, no evidence, and no chance of being found. In the same night he was gently packed into a crate with a few breathing holes on a train headed toward Ireland, headed towards his new life. But that particular night something went very wrong, the train crashed and most of the cargo was lost in the nearby woods, including the crate that held little Camilius. He was lucky to escape with just a few scratches, but the realization of what had happened struck Cam almost immediately, he was all alone.
The thing about young children is they might be old enough to know about the world outside of their own little bubble, but they don't understand it. Camilius mind came up with an answer that it could understand about what had just happened. He decided that his parents had abandoned him and thrown him away like trash into these woods. Cammy decided at that moment that he would survive, not lay down and just die like he thought they expected him to. He got smart. He watched other animals to find out what could be eaten and what would kill. From a distance, he watched predators hunt and learned how to replicate it. From his own mind, he designed shelters for himself and traps to catch other animals.
In short, Camilius did exactly what he said he would, he survived.

Companion:
Camilius's only real friend in the world is a little red fox pup named Red. Cam found Red around the time he started experimenting with traps. The first trap he made was a simple little thing he made with some scavenged rope, and it was supposed to hoist prey high into the air after they stepped into a loop on the ground. After setting it up , he went back a few hours later to check to see if

it caught anything. Cammy could hear squealing from a long way away so he knew he'd caught something. When he got there he saw a fox pup. It dangled helplessly from the tree, and his heart went out to it.
"Oh, poor little guy. Did your parents leave you?" Cammy decided this little fox would not be his prey, after all hadn't his parents done the same to him? He gently lowered the fox back to then ground, expecting it to run off, but it stood there still as a statue. Cammy glanced one more time at the fox before turning away and beginning to walk back towards his shelter. The fox followed. Cammy stopped and the fox stopped. He walked a few more steps and sure enough to fox followed. His sighed at the fox as it smiled at him happily. He eventually gave up and let the fox come with him. The fox had apparently decided that Camilius was it's mother, and it decided that it wasn't getting left again. Camilius grew to appreciate the fox, who he found out was female and named red, she was a great pet and a huge help with hunting. Cammy thought it was fitting, two little lost children finding each other.

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ＥＮＤ ＮＯＴＥＳ↓

A note from Persia: Yo, I'm Persia :3. I wasn't going to try out for this boy at first, but the connection was just so strong and I eventually just had to. Even though he has peace signs on his body, I don't see this kia as a peaceful or happy character at all, I see him as someone who is hurt and damaged, but Cam try's his best to get through the days. I think the reason I like this boy so much though is because I have a lot of bad things going on in my life right now. While working on Camilius's form I

was able to forget those things were happening and be happy for a change, and if I win him i look forward to developing my little lost boy even more. I don't have a tablet so his markings were really hard to do, but hey it's a labor of love and it's the thought that counts lol. So anyway thanks for the chance to try for this amazing kiamara and good luck to everyone else competing ^-^.

A note from Camilius:
Hi...? It's been awhile since I've really talked to anyone so I guess it's good
to see you. Don't mind Red she's just a little antsy out in the open like this.
So I here your from the city, you know sometimes I think about going back
there... back home I mean, but people there turned there backs on me
and left me out here to die, so I don't need them. Plus who would watch Red,
I couldn't leave her like they left me, even if I've grown to be able to deal with
being alone. You should probably go home now, it's getting dark and the forest
is dangerous after nightfall. Don't worry about me though, something tells me
I'll be just fine.

Art:
Angry head-shot by me
Sad avatar by me
Sitting by me
Baby Cammy by me
Camilius and Red
Adorably angry art by Kitten
Sexy head-shot by Jaded;;

[HellyBoo]

Possible Reserve. So adorable!!

[kittywolfwarrior]

username
Hi I'm kittywolfwarrior if was to win this lovely guy he would be my first wich I would love him to to

name
Wel for him I would like to call him dingo

gender well to me he looks a lot like a male

age
Well he is a young Kai so around 11ish

Personality
Dingo is a kind loving little Kai that will do any thing for attention,dingo loves to run around and play fun and games.
He loves sports day he always competes in them because of his love of sport that he has

[hiyorin]

reserved c:

[eli ayase]

[.The Bootless Box.]

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Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing here's to never growing up

Call up all our friends, go hard this weekend
For no dang reason, I don't think we'll ever change
Meet you at the spot, half past ten o'clock
We don't ever stop, and we're never gonna change

won't you stay forever stay
If you stay forever hey
We can stay forever young

Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing, here's to never growing up

be running down the street, yelling "Kiss my butt!"
I'm like yeah whatever, we're still living like that
When the sun's going down, we'll be raising our cups
Singing, here's to never growing up

Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up
Oh whoa, oh whoa, here's to never growing up

We live like rock stars, dance on every bar
This is who we are, I don't think we'll ever change
They say just grow up, but they don't know us
We don't give a flip, and we're never gonna change

won't you stay forever stay
If you stay forever hey
We can stay forever young

Singing Radiohead at the top of our lungs
With the boom box blaring as we're falling in love
Got a bottle of whatever, but it's getting us drunk
Singing, here's to never growing up

and dangerous
If you’re one of us, then roll with us
‘Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
And we've got our hot-pants on and up
And yes of course we does, we running this town just like a club
And no, you don’t wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace

I’ve got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!)

we’re going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We’re tearin’ it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we’re superstars, we are who we are!
We’re dancing like we’re dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We’ll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we’re superstars, we are who we are!

turn it up
It’s about dang time to live it up
I’m so sick of being so serious
It’s making my brain delirious!
I’m just talkin’ truth

I’m telling you ’bout the crap we do
We’re sellin’ our clothes, sleepin’ in cars
Dressin’ it down, hittin’ on dudes (HARD!)

I’ve got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!)

we’re going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We’re tearin’ it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we’re superstars, we are who we are!
We’re dancing like we’re dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We’ll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we’re superstars, we are who we are!

DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)

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◤-------------------------------------------------------◥
"I have Social Disease.
I have to go out every night.
If I stay home one night I start
spreading rumours to my dogs."
― Andy Warhol
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Hi, Lilybug I'm {Internal Blackout}. You may or may not have seen me around. I am a non-owner, but not one to try to use that for pity. I love Kias and this is just a beauty, she's so unique and all her own. She's so cute, and you did an amazing job designing her! I keep wondering how you came up with that color scheme, it seems like they would clash but they go so perfectly this way. xD


Mulan,

Yes, like the Disney Mulan. Her single mother wanted her to be strong like a warrior and respectful like a lady. But it seems she's not quite got that balance yet.

Name meaning;; Wood Orchid


Female

"Haha I know I am, but hey I can only hope everyone else does!"


In Human Years She's 16

"Ooo Wee!! My partaaayy was amazing, Sweet Sixteen all the way!"


◤-------------------------------------------------------◥
"I never knew my father.
I saw him at a party once,
but he never walked over
and introduced himself to me."
― Jared Kintz
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Wild;; She is definitely wild, all her own person even though she clearly is the life of the party. Her strict all work no play mother thinks that she's way too reckless. According to her, her mother needs to loosen up, have some fun.

Smart;; While she could make straight A's she doesn't. She could be an all round amazing student, but couldn't find it in her to give school the time a day. But either way she makes ABC's and occasionally a D or F.

Smooth Talker;; She can pretty much talk her way in or out of anything. She just bats those golden eyes of her's and uses the feminine charm she's learned so well and boom! Most of the time it works out great.

Charming;; This is where the feminine charm comes in. She is a very popular kia but isn't your usual popular cheerleader type. No, she is the party hard, and live with no regrets type. She knows who her real friends are and still is friendly with everyone. She knows enough to know not everyone can be your friend and you will make enemies. She is very welcoming but also very honest.

Straight Up;; Mulan can be very brutally honest and can be a bit rude. She is this way to everyone, if you treat her like crap she'll do it right back. If you accuse her of something she didn't do she'll disrespect you in a heartbeat, and prove her point.

Stubborn;; I personally think everyone has a streak of stubborn in them, but her's is profound. She won't be proven wrong till' she's absolutely 100% wrong.

Boldly Decisive;; Once she decides she's going to do something, it's going to happen right then, usually she doesn't plan much but just goes with it. Even when it's not the smartest idea she may still go with it.

"Someone once told me this 'You are like a Sparkly Gem with jagged edges, though not yet tumbled smooth you refuse to be smooth round and perfect. It's your weakness but yet your strength and confidence as well. That's how I see you.' I still don't get it though, maybe it's cause I listen to Pink and Seether right after each other! Lol."


The First Time Never Fades

"Once, but only once, I was swept away. Almost mystified by a boy. No he was not my first boyfriend. Of course not. But he was the only one to tell me something that shocked me.

"Hey MuMu!!" My friend at the time, called from down the hall. "Yeah?" I asked curiously. "Have you seen the new guy? He's totally your type." She continued her gossip spell but I was off in lala land wondering who this 'new guy' was.

Why hadn't anyone one from the welcoming committee tell me!? I was of course the president. Although I definitely wasn't there from good grades. That lit the light bulb for me, one of the straight A's students on the committee must have been assigned to tell me and didn't out of spite.

Once my friend was distracted I sprinted to the office, knowing i couldn't be late to History again. "Hello Ms.Mulan, are you looking for the new student?" The lady at the desk was always so formal and sweet and loved me. "Yeah actually I was. So who is he and could you please ask someone why I wasn't told a new student was arriving?" I asked politely.

The lady had no chance to answer. "I'm guessing that'd be me. No one told you because no one knew I was arriving till' just now. Some girl walked in, must have told you." A voice said from behind me, I whipped around not liking his lazy tone. "Well Ms. I guess I'll escort him around the school, could you tell my history teacher?" I turned my head back to the lady only taking in what he said first she nodded and smiled and I smiled back before turning to my new newbie.

"Well come one then, I'm Mulan president of the Welcoming committee."

Soon we were at his locker making sure he had that down when my current 'boyfirend' walked up. Though I was much more reserved, and I wasn't fake, I didn't put my heart and soul into it. What was the point if they were only gonna hurt you?

"Babe? Why are you out here?" I asked as he approached. "It's already lunch time, I was headed for Mickie D's. Want somethin'?" He asked in his so called charming way as he ignored my escort and hugged me. "No thanks, I'm not that hungry. You go ahead with the boys." I said referring to the football team. "K, later." And he walked away.

"Well he sounds absolutely charming." Sarcasm dripped from his voice. "Hmph, your one to talk." I muttered. "Well you got this, I gotta go to the library to meet up with a party of partyers. Peace." I spoke up before walking off headed right for the library.


A few weeks later we had talked and of course that boyfriend was gone before the month was up. I wasn't even looking for a relationship. So the new guy was a new friend, at least no new enemies. Then in December the first snow hit right before our school had a dance. We had gotten very close and I was fascinated by how honest and true he was. Of course it led for some awesome debates I started to feel funny.

Now I had read about heart fluttering, blushing without your consent, and thinking odd thoughts like that stupid girl, when jealousy hit. I had never expeirenced them. Before I even realized it I had started to fall for this anti-social, sarcastic, opinionated boy.

What he asked me startled me, it was right after one of his 'you should really not party so much, bad things happen.' Speeches. We were lying in the courtyard in a tree.

"If you might ever say you loved someone and mean it with your entire being. what reason do you think that'd be for?" it was the randomest thing ever. "Umm... Because I wanted to spend forever and a day with them?" It was more a question than an answer.

A few minutes went by of his rock music playing, which had grown on me, he paused it and leaned up on his elbow. "Random Q; Will you date me? Like as in can I take you on a date tomorrow?" I almost fell out of the tree and I could have sworn he could hear my heart beat.

"The dance is tomorrow." I stated once I found my voice. "So? Ditch it." Suddenly I realized as my heart skipped a beat and I laughed I was falling for a guy that would break my heart, but I didn't care.

"Sure."

We ran around town trying to avoid my mother in the mall and then he decided to drag me somewhere and put his paws over my eyes.

"M'kay. Open" He moved his hands and I almost fell over with the sight in front of me. It was a hospital in the background but we where behind it in an orchard. It was covered in snow. "Wha...?" I turned to look at him but he was doing something more baffling. He was holding his hand out to me. I took his hand and noticed there was music. We danced the night away and I didn't even go to a party. We shared many a kiss but it was like fireworks. Not like usual.

Right after that night he kissed me the next morning but by lunch time there was no him. It was like he never existed. I was heartbroken. There was a note. "Dear Mulan,
I'm sorry. I know it wasn't long but I really care about you. I was to die today, I have a sickness and the knew exactly what day I was to die, because if they don't kill me the pain will. That's why I talk slow and am so bitter.

I'm sorry...."

That was the last time I put my heart into anything to do with boys. I cried for months, but I recently found out he's not dead, they were able to fix it but his parents moved him.


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Favorite Drink: Monster
Favorite Treat: Chocolate
Favorite song: Too Many
Favorite Color: Gold
Hobbies: Driving, Partying, That's about it
Likes: Personality, Chocolate, Parties
Dislikes: Being still or quiet, Lazyness, Good-byes

Home life;; Never knew her real dad, Had several step dads and now a single mother. Her mother is strict and expects so much more out of Mulan than she could physically accomplish. They fight a lot and usually she fixes her own supper, if she' s hungry. Her mother is quite wealthy so she does get some good things. She doesn't want more of her mother's attention no, she thinks she has too much of it.

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[toady]

[SkySmoke]

So very pretty