[cinnabon]

Username; cinnabon
Name; Nim
Gender; Female

res

[chicaa]

im in school and i should do things lmao
quick res for now o3o

[M00N]

Username; M00N







Name; Kaolin Bisque







Gender; Female

"You can't run from everything"

Kao, in her introverted ways, has very undeveloped social skills, and as a result is prone to evading contact with the outside world for nearly weeks at at time. In her younger days, she was often was ignored by her peers, but happily so. Never was there a true desire to "make friends," despite overbearing encouragement from her parents, teachers, and countless psychiatrists she has visited through the years.

"Something wrong?"

There had to be something wrong with a girl like her! No one should be so silent, surely she had to have a mental disorder of some sort, depressed? Yes, this must have been it. So she was whisked to councilor upon councilor as they attempted to figure her out, eventually coming to the decision to simply stick her on happy pills at the tender age of 12.
However, this had little effect on her demeanor, as if anything she only became more silent. By 14 she had locked up her lips and thrown away the key.

"Finding my escape"

I was about 20 by the time I discovered pottery. I had signed up for a cover-all basic art class in freshman year of college, and one of the units was making clay pottery. I was instantly sent back to the age of 5, watching my mother in her art studio. She never created the pots themselves, but she almost always was in the process of painting one. Remembering mom when she still treated me like a normal child instead of insisting that I socialize brought a sense of inner peace, and on from then I learned that sometimes living in the past isn't such a bad thing.

"Life today"

Still preferring solitude over company, Kaolin has integrated herself into society, half by force from her few friends who admire her work and continue to encourage her to show her work off.
She lives with a pet chinchilla, a rescue from a breeding farm, and lots and lots of plants.

{All art by myself}

[BecNessMonster]

Username;
Name;
Gender;Gah merk eress

[APH Ireland]

-pulling out-

[waterstar.]

mark

[toothpick]

Mark,

[Loadingconstella]

{ Username }
B l a z e.
{ Name }
Biscuit
{ Gender }
Female

Biscuit loudly exhaled, watching as the light of the world fell back against spectacular, sparkling darkness, she attempted to inspect every one of those sparkles with forest green eyes, however, she was within vain.
Quietly, her Cinnamon and Green paws set in motions, getting up and leading away from her grassy spot upon the cliff she had just been at, resting her gaze upon the ground that she was yet to walk on. Biscuit whimpered as she closed in on the Plumerians who were all directing themselves one way like traffic - tonight was a night of celebration, after all, it was the time of Liron, the Annual Music Festival, Liron meant "My Song" and she found it fitting. Biscuit became aware of the loud chatter, her ears pinned back as she took a bashful step rearwind attempting to get away from the noise she disliked passionately.
Turning her head, the Plumerian noticed the end of the crowd from afar, reversing once she realized it was no use, she began to distance herself from the group as she looked for a different path - she soon struck gold. Biscuit glanced in, frowning - she inspected every inch of the shadows caused by two walls, slow, watchful steps brought her forward.
She had been down this path before, old familiar scents came washing over her, sending warnings to her brain, crating hesitation. Memories of the dirt path was vague, but those blinking warnings made cold needles tickle her back.
Maybe the crowd's gone... self-reassuring herself helped motivate the need to get out of the alleyway, so, without a second thought, she promptly move out of the area.
A trembling sigh escaped Biscuit's lips, she stopped where she was before, and it appeared that things hadn't changed with the crowd, she was more then wishing to be alone under her rented shelter. Clicking her tongue, she began to walk beside the crowd, her head low as her anxious feelings grew - with closed eyes, she slipped in. An angry grunt sounded,
I'm in, Biscuit thought nervously.
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[SkySmoke]

Oh geez. Mark. I don't know if to enter or watch cuz word limits = death, but...so pretty <3

[Ｍｉｓｓｉｎｇ✖]

Username; The Missing Kurloz
Name; Ida
Gender; Female

Story;

I'm Ida a Traveling Nurse on the go, and I really enjoy it , well because I can do some sightseeing but not so much. Get out and get to know who I'm taking care of, when I'm stationed/ needed at for a period of time. I'm never there too long sadly but I take as many pictures as I can before I get back on a plane to somewhere new. I can't say their any bad parts of moving a lot, or that I can be very tiering and long hours of running around Hospitals I go to. Sometimes I'm stuck with kids who are fun and great ball of energy that can't sit still, it's fun to watch them laugh and want to play with other no matter what condition they may be In.

Oh! A another thing is that, meeting new staff all the time gets harder because some may not speak my language or speak at all. Good thing for extra classes in college I got to learn sign language and little bit of other languages. I never was great making friends ,but over the course of me being a traveling nurse I met many wonderful people and thanking the people who made skype real and easy to use.

I Guess I can say being in the field of work really pays off , and also can use my free ride in first class for vacationing to islands, foreign countries, but i use to more to visit family that may live to far from me even for friends i met down the road of working for a few weeks. Because they kinda grow on you and makes it hard to forget about them.I sometimes send care packages to families who need supplies more than me .My personal goal to help others in desperate times

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