Roobuzz
Kalon name;
Monte Cristo (There's a story behind the name!! His personality has no relation at all to Monte Cristo from the classic novel.)
Playlist;
Radioactive (piano cover)
Carry on my Wayward Son (lullaby cover)
Once Upon a December (piano cover)
He Lives in You (from The Lion King)
Young and Beautiful (lullaby cover)
Some of these songs relate to the kalon and some are just relaxing to listen to, hope you like them <3
Write something about this lil kalon:
The kit tried to stand up on wobbly feet and fell back over. He blinked his eyes, trying his best to force the blurriness away.
He focused on the sounds of chirping crickets around him to keep himself anchored to the real world.
Where am I?
He blinked again, and the film over his eyes cleared and he could see. He was in some sort of cottage. Cottage... how had he gotten there?
Trying to stand up once more, the small kit found himself succeeding and leaned against the side of the couch for support. He gazed down at the beautifully patterned rug that he'd been lying on and tried to clear the fog in his mind.
He knew that he'd have to find something to focus on other than the crickets from outside. He looked around, then down at his own paws. His eyes widened in shock, and the action caused a searing jolt to stab through his head. He winced and put his paw over his temple, then withdrew it and stared at the fur.
Who was he? No clear memories seemed to emerge from the fog.
Enchanted by this strange euphoric state, the kit roamed the room. Upon looking at the cover of a book lying on the brown footstool of a soft leather chair, he discovered that he could read.
I know how to do things, so I must have had... some sort of life.
Sudden warmth filled his heart. He must have had something somewhere.
A warm home.
A loving family.
A-
Pain stabbed through his temple again and the kit pressed his head against the footstool. He drew away slowly and looked at the book once more.
What's my name?
He paused as he read the title of the book.
The Count of Monte Cristo.
The title felt... vaguely familiar. As though it had been pulled from some sort of dream and surrounding him.
Or, at the moment, he was completely delusional.
Either way, the kit nodded at the book, blinking his eyes again.
That's my name... at least, until I remember who I am.
Monte sat down, allowing the room around him to seep into his current memory.
Crickets chirping from outside.
Trees being blown by a soft breeze.
A body of water with waves that lapped at the land.
The singular call of some bird- an owl, most likely.
His gaze travelled the walls, and his curiosity peaked once more. Whose cottage was this, and why was he the only one in it?
He stood up, this time feeling stronger. His mind was still in some sort of dream-like state, but his legs finally cooperated and he travelled around the walls of the room, gazing up at the strange photographs.
They were all of the same kalon. An old looking woman- one that Monte had no memory of whatsoever. A rush of warmth coursed through the small kit and he found himself grinning up at the photo.
She feels like home.
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QUICK BACKSTORY! (And a bit of future story??)
Monte had lived with a solid family his entire life under the name of Eden until age eight. While roaming the woods with his brother, Ashin, they'd come across a low-branched tree. Ashin, after much persisting, had convinced Eden to climb the tree with him. In an entirely innocent accident, Eden had lost his balance and fell into the underbrush below. Luckily, the growth underneath had broken his fall with only a few minor wounds. However, Eden had landed head first and still suffered memory loss. Ashin had run back to get his parents and help Eden, but while he was frantically searching for help, an old woman had heard his cries and ventured outside of her cottage where she found Eden alone in the brush. Assuming correctly that his family was looking for him, she took him to her cottage and left to find Eden and their parents. This is where the short story above picks up.
Not too long after where we left off, the old woman returned to the cottage and nursed Monte back to health. She had failed to locate his family and had come back to ask the kit what he knew about them. Monte, of course, remembered nothing.
Monte lived happily with the old woman for a long time. He was always happy with her and felt a mother's love from him.
However, he wasn't satisfied. After only three days, Monte snuck away from the cabin. He was determened that he had a different life out there somewhere, and he was even more determened to find it.
He ended up venturing through a city to find his true home. The city, however, never proved itself to be a home for him. He found himself a thief- a small kit living in resturaunt kitchens and taking their food. Where he stayed varied depending on whether he was found or not.
Monte isn't and has never been a bad kit. He would never hurt anyone and wants the world to be a better place. However, given his situation, the only thing he could do to survive was to steal.
At times, he regrets leaving the old woman who saved him. He'll forever be thankful to her and will hold her closely in his heart.
SUPER SPEEDY PERSONALITY!
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- Adventurous
- Curious
- Social (but can't currently express it due to his situation)
- Intelligent (for his age, at least!)
- Somewhat naive
- Goofy but can become serious when needed
- Tends to articulate his words very well
- Clever
- Good-hearted
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- Impatient
- Distracted
- Inconsistent
- Impulsive
- Gullible
- Forgetful
HEY!!!! I have one more piece of art for the winner! PM me if you win <3
