[allinian]

possible res

[Robyn Hode.]

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Abuse's Song

Name;

Arzin

Story on how she got her name;

Arzin's name once was Gael (gale) it was an old celtic name meaning wild her mother named her this basing on her toxic symbol. She thought that since she had her marking that she would be wild, exciting and a bit of a rebel. But she wasn't she hated her name more and more as she grew up because she was the opposite of wild she was shy, introverted, and kind. She got judged by her name a lot because they thought since her name meant wild and she had the symbol on her flank that she would be just that.When she became an adult she had enough and finally changed her name to something else. She once heard the name Arzin it meant valuable and she wanted to be just that. She wanted to be loved, to be valuable to someone, and for someone to finally find out who she was and not judge her so she changed her name to Arzin to maybe one day wish upon a star and to finally get what she wanted.

Gender;

Female

Personality;

Shy, introverted, kind, a believer, but a bit of a rebel

Art; (No limit)

wip

[FoxerOwl]

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Name; Lox
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[b]Art; (No limit)[/b

reserve

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//dying

[waterstar.]

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u s e r n a m e ;
Waterstar2002
n a m e ;
Rina;; Green;; Japanese

h o w - s h e - g o t - h e r - n a m e
A child. Born of toxic and acid. She was
thought to be toxicating, but really she was just
sassy and loved to party hard...

The young parents dwelled on what to name the
tiny pup. She bared small toxic signs that
sometimes appeared to be melting. Her hair, a
radient shinning chartreuse. Her coat gray and
a dull brown. She sat up, looked at them, and
smiled. The one thing that appeared to them
was the shiny yellow-green on her hair and tail.
Then it's there. In a moments flash. A list of
names scrolled through the mother and father's
brains like an internet search! They needed
something green. Something that stood out...
The one name that stood out the most was
the name calling out, Rina. The name meant
green or vegtables in Japanese. It rang a bell.
They were overjoyed and when they spoke the
name to the young child with the bright eyes.
She giggled and covered her eyes as if playing
peek-a-boo.
Word Count; {166}

g e n d e r ;
female
p e r s o n a l i t y ;
easy- going, fun-loving, sassy, and frilly

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s a s s y
lively, bold, and full of spirit

f r i l l y
confident and lively

e a s y g o i n g
relaxed and tolerant in approach or manner

f u n l o v i n g
that enjoys the pleasures of life

a r t ;

[booklover789]

-dropping out-

[finoodle]

Username;
Cute6066, Hi there I own 0 Kias but I saw when I saw her I knew I had to try out!

Name;
Blondie, I love this name. I thought it fit because of her blond hair, and the band blondie.

Story on how she got her name;
It was a dark night, the fireflys danced in the cold air. A small grey kia sat in a tree and staired up at the stars. She climed down sliding on the brances. She leaped

Gender;
Female, 100 percent female.

Personality;
Snotty, Crazy, Musical, Toxic, Free

Art;

[etheraus]

As much as I love her, I can't connect uwu So I'm dropping out
Winner, feel free to use my art c:
(I have a larger version of the anthro headshot, if you would like it uwu)

Hello, I'm Jaded;; and I'm a non-owner <3

. . .

I believe this girl should be named Mara,
meaning bitter; something she doesn't choose
to be, but ends up acting like most of the time,
especially around other kiamaras.

It all starts when she was born. She was normal; sociable. Even a bit outgoing at times. That part's still in her, and she still wants to become that kiamara, but she finds herself lacking the ability to bring that part out of her. She keeps it hidden, though reveals bits and pieces of it to certain kiamaras that, with time, she comes to trust.

Trust doesn't come easy to her, like it used to. She has become detached from most of society, and definitely won't approach a kiamara on her own terms. She stayed back in the shadows, just watching. Somehow, Mara became more detached from the part of her that she loved, and a new part came out of her. A part that reminded her of the mother she created in her mind, out of the bits and pieces of memories she has of the real one. She became bitter. Detached. Cold. She became the very thing that repeats on her fur: Toxic.

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It was the name of her mother; she was sure of it. Mara... It was quite a pretty name. It suits her well, though she doesn't like admitting that. But the meaning, it was... Different. It didn't seem like the name you would give to someone you cared about. You gave your child a bright, sunny name; something enchanting, enlightening. But Mara? Mara was cold. Mara just felt cold and indifferent, like a weight she carried with her. But she could not change her name. She didn't have the willpower; she didn't want to break the only tie she had back to her unknown family. But, more than anything else, she couldn't get rid of the name because it was her. Mara. She was Mara.

. . . .

She was born; and it was cold. Everything was cold. Even the voice that echoed against the dull, barren grey walls was cold. "We should call her Mara."

It was a decision; it must have been thought through long before Mara was even born. What a name, Mara. It was her first moment in life, and still she was burdened with her mother's past. Everything was fuzzy to Mara, while she reflected back upon this moment, like she did on many occasions. But the voice was clear. And the eyes were clear. Bright, bold, dazzling blue. Mara.

There was no other speaking. Everything was cold and desolate, though, it had been before the speaking had stopped. It was a dreary place. Mara could feel the memory getting even fuzzier than before, and opened her eyes. She couldn't remember anything else.

How suiting, Mara. Mara, meaning bitter. Her life was quite bitter, so far; her past was. Not that she made it that way. It was almost as if the bitterness came with her. Mara, meaning bitter. She was given bitterness from birth. It was not a gift to give a child; you gave them warmth, protection, and family. Not bitterness.

Mara. What a name.

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[strike]➳ Because of her past, and her
uneasy feelings, she will automatically
distrust any kiamara with blue eyes.

➳ She is always very vague about
her past; sometimes by choice,
but she really does not remember
much.

➳ She enjoys collecting little pieces of
ceramics or metals, and hanging them
with her feathers.

➳ She likes older, unique or
antique things.

➳ She does not really like vivid colours;
whether they are pieces of ceramic, or
bold flowers, or even her own mane. She
really prefers darker, dull things.

➳ She is an insomniac, and will often look
tired or sullen, because she is; she also just
loves staying up at night, because it's quiet
and peaceful.[/strike]

➳ Ironically enough, Mara is allergic to Brazil nuts: the most
radioactive food that is still edible to animals. Brazil nuts have
about 1000 times the radiation poisoning of the average food,
but it still has little enough that the radiation does not harm
the person or animal consuming the nuts.

She is still allergic to most other nuts, including the more
common peanuts or almonds, but the main allergy is to
Brazil nuts. Her other nut allergies are only slight, though
she still tends to stay away from all nuts.

➳ Aside from nuts, Mara has no allergies whatsoever. She
isn't even allergic to pollen, or other common allergies;
she is only allergic to nuts, or as far as she can tell (Mara
tends to be a picky eater, so she hasn't experienced
much culinary-wise).

[Salt]

Username;
Salt
Name;
Cyanide

Story on how she got her name;

Gender;
Female

Personality;
Cyanide acts like her name; her words sting, her actions hurt, and her emotions are wound up to break.. hearts.

Bold
She makes her statements ring loud and clear, if she has sometime to say, she's going to say it

Art; (No limit)

wip

[waste of prince]

Res and Wip!
This bby is so cyoot squeeee

[rottenmutt]

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