[PsiKenzie]

Dropping out, but I'm rooting for a few people! Good luck guys! <3

[Koily.]

Username:
NeonWolfEye
Name:
Berwyn(Brr-win/ What it sounds like.)
Berwyn is Welsh for, Fair-haired, or a bright friend.
Personality:

Protective.
Berwyn seems to be a bit protective at times when it comes to his childhood.
~*~*~ Story Time ~*~*~
A Kia was born on the 17th of March, he wasn't really planned he was a surprise cub, kit, pup, etc. But that didn't stop his parnts from loving him all the way! He was an only child so he would spend his days outside sitting in the fields watching the wind carry the scents of all kinds of flowers, whispering to him of its travel all over the world.
"Mr. Wind, whats it like? Whats it like around this world?" Berwyn asked quietly his thoughts roamed to grassy fields, colorful flowers, other Kia's roaming through them all.
"Why child, I only tell you this. Its not so simple. You'll see one day Berwyn you'll see one day when you're stronger, faster, and wiser." And with that the wind left, leaving Berwyn lost in thought, the scent of seas, flowers, wheats, and other things lingering in the air.

Berwyn hasn't talked to the wind in a very long time though he sometimes does hear the soft voice of it passing by time by time. The only thing Berwyn remembers from that day is the smell of flowers, pollen, the sweet smells of Spring and Summer..

Hot headed.
Woah! Watch out for his snippy attitude, if I may say it's worse in the mornings due to him not being a morning person at all.
When he was a kid he was accused of a lot of things, making him insecure about reality, or how reality would treat him now. So he traps his feelings away in his heart away from the world.

Bashful.
Lil' Berwyn as I may say is Bashful when it comes to meeting new faces, let me tell you this.
Berwyn has a cute little hobby, he finds it embarrassing but seems to be addicted to it. He loves flower pressing. Since he was a wee lad he loved watching the early blooms of new plants come in the Spring and Summer. But he was never to happy watching the flowers leave in the Winter. When Spring came around his father got him a Journal to right ideas in, though he didn't know of the plan his son was brewing up. When Summer reached Berwyn collected his first plant, a four leaf clover. He put it carefully in between the first pages of the book and from that day he's started collected other plants, ranging from colorful flowers to dried up dandelions.

Bright.
I advise you to never do this in case you get caught but.. If you actually sneak up on Berwyn, he will be humming a small song probably looking down at the grass, slowly wrapping it around his fingers. Or he'll be petting a tiny little flower a light smile on his face. He's not a bad guy, he's just misunderstood.

Active.
Do you ever remember seeing a figure? A figure hidden by the sunset? Is this figure holding a flower up to the sky? Yep, that's Berwyn for yea. Berwyn is an active Kia if I may say. Waking up at four in the morning and going outside to flower press again. But.. When he's not flower pressing you can find him in the kitchen making tea, but his tea has a catch to it. He adds honey to it. Homemade honey, its sweet too!

Oh than making tea, he loves to paint. again, homemade paint. He hates doing this but if he ever wanted a special vibrant color he would mash up a flower into a sweet smelling paste and use that.

He also has a garden, don't get me started on it. Its full of vegetables, carrots, lettuce, peas, corn, you name it. But once your in his room its a whole different story, on one part of his room he has a yin garden and a Bonsai tree. And on the other is a couple gaming systems, yes he may look intelligent and well minded but he also has childish antics at times..

He like playing his custom neon green DS because it holds his favorite game, and when I say its his favorite game.. Its his Favorite game. Its Super Mario Bros. He says he most like Luigi and such, using an Italian accent when playing. He's different, I gotta tell you that.

This is the song he would hum.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_eqVlxjbUpY
--{-❀ ~Having a bright look never means you have to be happy in everyway. -Berwyn.

Note~ Since Berwyn was born on March 21st that means he is a Pieces, ♓
Lighter than that~ Totally not making it fit Feferi's color or anything >.>

[Ray.]

Reserved with the name

Ash

[Guepardo]

ideas for my form ;; [[ please don't steal! <3 ]]
name = Ker
nickname(s) = Kermit, Kermie
Irish accent (from Ireland)
include survey in my form
playful, humorous, slightly childish, can be flirtatious, outgoing, curious

K E R
“ KERMIT ”

KIA 326

As soon as this Kia was born, they all saw him as this
spunky little ball of green. He was very noisy and nosy when
he was born. He was soon named Ker, and affectionately
nicknamed Kermit. He does get called Kermie at times,
too. Ker has a thick Irish accent, being born and raised
in Ireland. (WIP)

[Crocodyl]

Username:butterbread123

Name:mint

Gender:male

[Supernuk]

Enzo \e-nzo, en-zo\ as a boy's name is of Italian and Old German origin, and the meaning of Enzo is "home ruler". Variant of Henry. [X]

Masculine, Italian, French
The meaning of this name is uncertain. In some cases it seems to be an old Italian form of HEINZ, though in other cases it could be a variant of the Germanic name Anzo. In modern times it is also used as a short form of names ending in enzo, such as Vincenzo or Lorenzo. [X]

>> Word From the Writer

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Hello, I'm Supernuk. This isnt my first try at a Kiamara but hopefully this is the one I get to take home. Throughout my form, I hope you get to know Enzo as I saw him first: a highly original, beach loving, adrenaline-driven guy who isn't afraid to do his own stunts. Now, I know this idea was not the first thing that came to mind for many when they saw him but I hope you do understand where I'm coming from and where I draw my inspiration for Enzo. Thank you.

>> Who am I?

Enzo. Not Henry, please. No, it's not short for anything. Yes, I was named Enzo. I love it but all the questions make it a burden. I think of my name as a trophy that says "Yeah, I wasn't named Bob!" or Steve or something like that. My name is original, like me. So what do you want to know?

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Enzo is a complicated, no, different kind of Kiamara. He isn't a sunny-funny, happy-go-lucky guy nor is he pessimistic; he's a realist who sees life for what it is. He isn't the egotistical sort of guy so he gets a kick out of seeing prideful people mess up. Needless to say, he has a darker sense of humor. Enzo tries to focus on himself and who he knows he is over what people think about him. He's headstrong and stubborn, making him an excellent competitor. It sometimes can get the best of him though. He has a bad habit of trash talking when he's determined to beat someone. He becomes so focused on himself that he has a good sense of individuality. He's one to take the unbeaten path and create his own idea on life. He's not a follower and rather stand up for what he believes that take something he doesn't. His idea of life currently is to live it to the fullest. To do this, he lives for adrenaline rushes so the crazier, the better for him. When not doing daredevil stunts, he's chilling beachside somewhere with his shades and some brand of can filled with caffeine and taurine. He doesn't consider himself funny but most see him as the prankster type. In the end, he isn't that much of a punk; he's just enjoying life, with the occasional pranks here and there. He has a bad reputation with some but hey, what does he care? He knows who he is and that's that.

Wanting to dig in deeper into my personality? Alright then, get ready for the speed round!

>> A "Q & A" Session with Enzo

Q: What's your full name?
A: Again with the name? Ha, it's Enzo.

Q: Gender, sexuality, and age?
A: I'm a guy who only likes girls. Reason behind it is guys are stupid. Yeah, girls may be shallow but that's the catch: find one that isn't. Oh and age? I guess in "your" terms, I'd be a young adult. Did I forget to mention I'm totally available -winks-. Haha, nah. Girls aren't my biggest priority right now. Maybe when I'm older and more mature I can settle down. I don't think any girl would be cool with her boyfriend riding out at 2' am with a bunch of hooligans.

Q: Who do you have close relationships to?
A: Those hooligans! Yeah, I'd have to say my pals first because I see them almost everyday when we hit the town. To be honest, my parents have always been there for me and I love them dearly so they're my next closest. I am an only child so no bros and sis...sisters, yeah haha. I don't have any pets or things like that. I kinda feel bad for things cooped up. I know I wouldn't like it if I was someone's pet.

Q: Where's your home?
A: I was born and raised in the great US of A. Funny story but my great-grandparents started off on opposite sides of the continent. They had my grandparents and then they started to gradually move towards the center. That's where they had my parents. I grew up in the center too. I think I'm finding my roots again now that I'm living on the west coast. I love it here. Perfect weather, perfect beaches. And no twisters! Only earthquakes but those aren't even half as scary as a twister. You know, I haven't seen my parents in a while. They always send me gifts in the mail. Maybe one day I'll take a few buddies and we'll ride out there. That'd be cool.

Q: Who or what is your inspiration?
A: Travis Pastrana and Tony Hawk. I grew up hearing their names and seeing all the crazy rad things they did on wheels. They're my heroes and I'm dying to meet them.

Q: Can you run a quick list of your favorite "fill-in-the-blank"?
A: Color, dark blue, like my feathers. Food, pizza. Drink, energy drinks. Time of day, night. I'm a night owl, haha. I love that time of night when it's basically morning. Yeah, that's the best. Ok um, place, the beach. Thing, my board. Movie, Inception. I love D'Cap movies. Music group, Oingo Boingo. Smell, burnt rubber. Accessory? Probably my Ray Bans. Wait, my favorite book? What do you take me for? Books, ha, that's funny.

Q: If you were stuck on a deserted island and could only bring three things, what would they be?
A: I knew this one was coming. Let's see. My board. Even if there were no hard places to ride, I'd probably turn it into a surf board. I'd need to bring a life time supply of my mom's pumpkin pie. People say it's only for Thanksgiving but they've never had my mom's pie. I could eat it year round. Third, I'd think I'd bring a pipeline with me. No, not one to do tricks on. One that could carry Red Bull from the factory straight underground to my island. Genius, right?

Q: Any life-changing experiences?
A: Every time I do a stunt can drastically change my life. It's whether I land it or not. Haha, but no, no significant ones other than my best day ever. I'll tell you about that later, I promise.

Q: Last one Enzo; How would you describe yourself?
A: Probably easy-going, yet extremely competitive. I'm not creative and not optimistic. More of a hands-on guy and a visual learner. If I'm trying to learn a trick, I usually watch it and practice it over and over until I land it. I fall, a lot but I rarely stay down. That's how it is with life. I take things as they are, you know? No sugar-coated lollipops of sunshine and green meadows. Sometimes you're going to get tossed a hurricane and sucking on lollipops won't get you grounded. But thankfully, life for me right now is great. I try not to boast and talk good about myself. I'm not prideful. I'm actually down-to-earth and trustworthy. My friends say I'm a great guy and others say I'm no good. I'm not one for reading but the last author I read was probably Dr. Seuss when I was a pup. He says "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." I rather be whoever I know I am than listen to people who think they know me.

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Because I hate this stuff, I'll give it
to you quick. Vegetables.
Fruits. Anything that doesn't
come in a liquid, in a can form.
Country music. Books. -shivers-
The word "smorgasbord".
Breaking bones. Flirty girls. Any kind
of girl that can't get her dress dirty
or her nails chipped. Annoying things.
Car alarms. Any alarm that keeps me
from sleeping. Flaunting a
quality you don't even have.
Spoiled children. Proud people.
Romantic comedies.
"Oh, woe is me" attitudes.
Being inside all day. Sunburns. Clouds.
Birds and their poop. And worst of all,
people who think they can change me.

>> Without
My loves and my life. Hopefully no
explanation is needed. Doing stunts.
Red Bull. NOS. Amp. "Meat Lovers" Pizza;
It's the only exception to my "canned" rule.
Racing. Travis Pastrana, my hero.
Beach and beach-y things.
My board. 80s stuff.
Having someone to compete with.
Tomboys. Any chick with a love
for racing and a need for speed.
Homemade pie. Ok, another
exception. Anything really
in a circle, pie form is good to go.
Ray Bans. Movies chock full of action.
Summertime, anytime with sunshine.
Genuine people, nice people.
Ice cubes. Ice cream.
Ice anything on a hot day.

>> How Enzo received his feathers

"I'm just and alien going through, trying to make believe I'm you, tryin' to fit, just a stranger on the outside lookin' in...Aw sorry. I didn't notice you're still paying attention to me. Oh yeah, I told you I was going to tell you about my "life changing experience." Sure, step right into my office. So this is about the time when my buds and I took a dare. It's actually a pretty good story, morals and all. Pull up a bean bag, I'll tell it just the way it went down.

It wasn't a cold day but it sure was overcast. I was with my guys when these punks walked up in our direction. We passed them when one of them tripped one of my friends. My guy turned to get a good look at this kid who tripped him when another punk from the group grabbed his arm. "Hey hey hey!" my friend yelled. He wrestled with the punk, trying to loosen his grip. "Hey", a sickly little voice said. We all turned to catch an eyeful of this shrimp that opened his mouth. "I thought you guys were soft-skulled, walking around my turf like a bunch of sissies. But one of you knuckle heads has the guts to mess with us?" The guys in my group laughed. This joker, really? One of my guys pushed him aside and kept walking. I followed but the runt grabbed me and pulled me til we were face to face. "Hey," he said again, "I was talkin' to you!" I shook myself free and stepped away.
"Chill," I said, "No one wants any trouble. What've we done to you?" He knotted up his face and said, "Taking up my walking space."
"That's it," my friend lunged at him. A larger member of the opposing group jumped forward, trying to protect his leader, the runt. To tell you the truth, I just wanted the episode to be over as quick as it started. Didn't happen. The large one that protected the runt took my friend's face and thrust it sidewards. It was facing the direction of the mountain, the mountain none of us in my crew had dared step foot on, knowing how steep the sides were.
"That's right, fur balls," the runt chuckled as he held up two wooden boards, "Two boards, one mountain slope. Think you can handle?" We all fidgeted; no one wanted to take it. The runt laughed and then threw a punch towards the guy closest to him. He hit my friend Jimmy right in the chin.
"I've had it," I said. "I'll take your challenge and I'll beat it and I'll beat you. If I win, you'll get out of here!"
"Ha, trying to run us out of town? I bet you can't even make it half way down."
"I wouldn't mind seeing you go splat right from the beginning."
"I wish you were history"
"Stop wishing and start putting your empty dares where your mouth is."
"I'll stop wishing when you start winning."
"Won't be long now til I see you eat dust."
"Right after you eat mine."
"Care to go first? You'll need the head start."
"Right after you."
"I won't quit if that's what you want."
"I just want to beat you already."
"Then let's get it started." Stop, 'kay, I know what you're thinking. Either that I'm a totally trash-talker who should probably shut his mouth or that I'm going to win by a longshot, beat him at his own game, be a hero, look awesome ect. The first is true; I should. The second, well, not exactly.

"Enzo, you ok? You got this!" I heard these voices calling but I was out of it. I finally got up on my legs again, my head spinning wildly.
"What happened?" I asked myself.
"Keep going!" I heard calls fade away. I groaned. I felt terrible. Something must've hit me bad in the ribs; I needed air. I fell. I blacked again for a few seconds. I grabbed the board when I could see again, jumped on, and pushed that thing down that slope. I thought I heard a crash in the background. I smiled as I recognized the runt's voice crying out. In that moment, my own weight shifted as I fell forward. I blacked again.

"Enzo, hey wake up!" Someone was shaking me. It was Jimmy. "Hey, hey ya bum! You did it!" Hearing that, I opened my eyes. "Hey, there's the champ!"
"Ugh, I feel terrible. What-" Liquid splashed on me.
"Just drink it. You need it." Any doctor would've smacked the Amp can Jimmy held over my mouth. I felt better; energy literally poured into me. I got up.
"What's up?" I asked, not really knowing what was going on.
"What up? What's up?" Jimmy said excitedly, "You won! All the way down that crazy mountain! That little punk fell a couple hundred miles behind you! Crazy kid, you mountain crusher, you went faster than any other down that slope!" I wasn't as nearly excited as him but the word "win" soared through my veins. I instantly felt better. I felt softness touch myself. Definitely not any fur of Jimmy's. I exhaled and the objects floated off my face and landed back down. Feathers?
"Like 'em?" Jimmy asked.
"What are they?"
"Your feathers! For being so fearless. You really drove those losers out of town when they say how fast and how confident you were."
"I got my own feathers?" I was shocked and excited. So wait, pause. Moral time. Never cross paths with punks. If you do, make sure they know who they're messing with. Stand up for yourself and what's right; you might even conquer the impossible. Now, you're probably thinking "Where on earth did you get perfectly blue feathers? Jay feathers are blue, black and white!" Well, hang on; that's almost a story on it's own! Alright, play!

"Where they from?" I said, eyes still closed.
"You knocked down this nest when you slammed into a tree"-I knew I tasted pine cones-"and we grabbed some feathers that fell with it." I held the feathers and opened my eyes. They were crimson brown; I hate that color. "Dude, you like? They're red hawk. Like Tony Hawk! You shredded it up out there like a pro!" I didn't really pay attention to him. All this time, and I got red feathers? Of all things. That's like wanting an Amp when all they have is Mountain Dew. Ugh. So anyway, I was sort of peeved but I had to act excited for Jimmy.
"Totally, Jim-Bob, they're great!" Lying through my teeth, or what I had left of them. I put them on, trying to show how much I liked them.
"Alright dude, catch ya on the flip side."
"See ya." He left and I looked back down at the feathers. Red. Red. Really? I needed to clear my mind. I grabbed my board and headed out to think. A true skater can only think on his board. I push, down and down my foot hits. I turn into an alley, deserted. No punks in site. So I'm totally lost in my thoughts when I saw this cardboard heap, carefully laid over a metal ladder on its side. It would've been a pile of junk to anyone but in my mind, it was a ramp, just screaming my name. "Enzo, Enzo," It called. I put my thoughts on pause when I went up to clear it. With my weight, it caved and took my board with it. I fell face forward again, able to watch as my feathers flew into a bucket of paint sitting by the back door of the building. I shook it off and stood to reclaim my board and feathers. When I pulled them out of the bucket, they were soaked with the bright teal paint. It was bright, nothing like the color of my horns. I hated it too but not as much as I hated that crimson brown. I shrugged and skated my way back home. When I got home, I realized the paint had dried. It must've turned a couple shades darker, I thought, because it perfectly matches my horns! I loved that color. It was dark enough to be cool but blue enough to be bright. I was in paradise. I remember grabbing a slice of pizza and sitting on the couch. Yeah, my legs were probably black and blue and I probably had a couple of fractures, no, I actually did have a couple but all in all, it was a pretty rad day. I traded in a group of punks for my own feathers. No one had them like this. I mean, who paints feathers? But that's the way I like it, original and 100% me. So that's it basically. And it was best day ever.

>> Enzo's Skateboard

So, I see you got my board! Yeah, she's a beauty. I got her a couple of years back for my birthday. My parents gave her to me. I was so amazed that they knew exactly which one to buy! They've always been cool, even if they're old and "uncool". They're always cool in my book. So anyway, back to the board. I haven't named her yet. I don't think I ever will. But I totally personalized it to the point where she doesn't need a name; her scratches, stickers, and scrapes speak for themselves. The stickers are totally "meaningful": My X Games sticker that I got when I went to watch Travis Pastrana, a Red Bull sticker that came with a special edition pack of cans, a Tony Hawk sticker, and a Vans sticker. The "YOLO" was drawn on by Jimmy when I first got it. You should've seen the look on my parents' faces! They couldn't believe that anyone would "mess up" a "perfectly fine skateboard." Haha, that was classic. I haven't dared show them what she looks like now! Ah, but I love her. I don't think I could love an actual girl as much as I love her!

>> "If Enzo Had Clothes"

Dude, if I had people clothes. I already have my perfect combo of awesomeness. I'm not saying I like shopping, ew, but I have seen what skaters wear and I totally have my own look. For my shirt, I would have to wear this one. It makes me think of ACDC's TNT "color TV screen." Then I would wear just plain jeans. Nothing special. The shoes, oh the shoes. They're probably the coolest things ever. I love VANS and these were made for me. One day, when I'm famous, I'll wear these around and people will be like, "Those were made for him! I want some!" Haha, nah, maybe one day. The only thing I wear now is my Ray Bans. They're cool beach "attire".They're not showy or "look at me!" I hate when people, guys especially, wear stuff or do things to get noticed. Let your actions do the talkin', my friends.

>> Special Thanks

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A special thank you to all those who helped with the art in my form: evergreen., grifforik, TriggerTheLoneWolf, Alaska., Fruit Shanks, and Scootaloo. And thank you for giving me a chance to adopt this guy! Good luck everyone <3


>> Extra Art

Headshot; Supernuk

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[Foul]

[kibbleeCat]

Reserved with the name fox. Green is my weakness xD

Username;;
Hi there,
I'm Blue Tabby.
Please call
me kittycat.

Name;;
I've decided
to call this
beautiful
boy Fox.

Huge WIP c:

[Rhys~]

Username: CeselSpeaker
Name: Tea


"Why Would I Want Tea?" I Asked
"Because My Name Is Tea!" The Kiamara Said With A Shining Smile
"I Prefer Coffee"I Said
"It's Not Morning,You Know"He Said
"To Some People It Is"I Replied
He Went For A Second And Returned With A Cup Of Coffee
"Thank-"I Tried To Thank Him,But He Suddenly Turned The Coffee Into Tea Magic!And My Coffee Just Went Away..
"Well,I'll Drink It Then..."I Said And Took The Cup


Personality:
Hobbies?"Magic!"He Said "That I Can't Do.."He Added "But,I Also Like Learning Something New"
What I Do,When It's The Only Thing: "Making Tea Of Course"He Said While Doing Some Tea,Then He Gave It To A Random Person
Interview:

Tea,Do You Like Making Friends?

"Of Course I Do! You Don't Like?"

What's Better,Tea Or Coffee?

'"Of Course That T-- Coffee!"

If You Were Going Somewhere,And You Were Allowed To Take Only One Thing,What Would You Take?

"I Would Take A Truck,Filled With Everything I Need,That's Only One Thing,Right?"

And For The End I Would Ask You A Question [Talks To Self]Like I Never Did...[Asks Tea]Did You Enjoy The Interview?

"Of Course I DIDN'T"
Art:
By littlewhitey

Dropping Out

[Beastlyhobbit]

Username: Beastlyhobbit
Name: Algea