[Everfree Luna]

username ;; Everfree Luna
name ;; Vic
gender ;; Demiboy
explanation ;; Vic's entire wardrobe is all in his favorite pastel and pink aesthetic. What's even better with pastel colors? FLOWERS! Vic loves making assorted flower crowns and daisy chains for his super aesthetic photoshoots. But not only do they make him look cute, but also, they smell great. Vic has an admormal sense of smell. He was born with no sense of smell at all. Over the years, he tried to win his smell back by sniffing only the strongest smelling flowers. And it actually worked! Vic can now smell, but only vaguely. And it only smells like various diffrent flowers! Vic is okay with that though as the smell of the flower helps him decide if that flower is at full bloom and ready to pick.
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RESS !! Pretty!

[song&storm]

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pretty <3

[J-Hope]

Markk

[videogames]

oh my mark !

[Spacesheep]

username ;; Animecafe102
name ;; Delilah
gender ;; Female
explanation ;; A young girl saw her while she was walking around and she left those flowers there, Delilah really enjoys flowers and so she's kept them there and has been keeping them alive for as long as she can but if they die she'll replace them becauae she's become attached to how they look~ She's also added quite a few to the collection herself and is quite proud of it!
art ;; (1 piece max, optional) I hope to do art if I have time but I am entering for quite a few Kalons in hope of getting my first one so idk if I can handle all the art to do another in time XD

[MotherMother]

Julia herself is blurry while her memories are crystal clear... What would she do without her flowers?
username ;; MotherMother
name ;; Julia
gender ;; Female
explanation ;; Each flower holds a memory, literally.
On July 13 2015, Julia was diagnosed with Alzheimer's.

The night before, Julia was out partying with friends, having a good time, and celebrating the last weekend before her final exams in a reputable college. She had good grades, kept in touch with family, and had fun with friends. Life was good.
But that night, something happened. Her good time out with friends went downhill, fast.
No one helped her when she said something wasn't right, because everyone thought it was just the alcohol talking. Confused and helpless, she ended up walking home herself... well, past home, and out of town. She was just walking, walking, walking until a police officer saw her and had to take her home.
After an extensive doctor's visit, her family was devastated. Julia knew this was something she was going to have to deal with for the rest of her life. So young, so young... Why did this have to happen to her? She wasn't a bad kalon. She didn't deserve this. She didn't want this.
Hopelessness swallowed her being. Days felt like years and happiness was slipping from her grasp like sand through fingers. Her family was there for her, her friends supported her, but it felt like her own mind had gone against her. Betrayed her. She didn't want to be sick. She didn't want this kind of life. It was hard to get through the day, not just for her, but for the people around her, too. It was frustrating to talk to her. Her mood swings were hard to control and her behavior was not easy to understand. Despite this, those who cared about her took her out on little adventures... A walk in the park. A trip to a bubbling little brook. A trip to the garden... Yes, the garden... Oh, the sweet smells and wondrous sights. The pristine flowers, glowing in the sun. Sugary petals, fairy-like pollen, even the thorns on the roses were elegant. This was the moment her clouded mind cleared, the thunderstorm in her head faded away for a fleeting moment. And these flowers were so powerful, so life changing. These delicate, perfect little flowers decorated her body and enhanced her mind. This was the moment Julia got a piece of herself back, and it was the moment she realized the beauty in life.
In each individual flower, there is a specific memory. If she loses the flower, that memory is gone with it. These flowers never wilt, shed petals, or shrivel away. They are alive with hope and joy, supporting Julia every day. Now, it's easier to talk to her. She has more control over her emotions. She doesn't forget important moments, like the first time she saw her baby sister or the sunset she watched with her sweetheart. Life's still hard, but these flowers show Julia every day that it is still a stunning, beautiful life in a world with endless possibilities.

This idea was inspired by the game Firewatch! It is about a man whose wife gets Alzheimer's at a young age, so he kind of 'escapes' to the wilderness while she's in a care facility. Check out the game if interested!
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[SplashofOrangeJuice]

Aaah gorgeous babe

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[merraki]

username ;; cyathea.
name ;; Arabella Severine.
gender ;; Female.
explanation ;;
Arabella's upbringing was not one that many would envy. At the age most would be sent off to learn how to read and write, Arabella was instead taught how to mend a dress or bake a particularly enticing raspberry pie. Imagine this: a grande, overly-decorated mansion with glass ceilings and winding staircases made of marble and stone - then imagine the dilapidated cottage next door with wooden walls and an overgrowth of flowers covering the entirety of the one, dingy window. This, as you may have guessed, was the residence of young Arabella. As you might expect, little Ari was not thrilled.

Since the day of her birth, Ari was expected to be a maid for one of the beautiful 'houses' surrounding her. But the young kalon had other plans. Every day, she would sit outside tending to the roses, and wishing to be one of the finely-dressed children of the manour before her. She wanted to be able to communicate through the same methods as them - although she could speak, her vocabulary was limited, and her inability to read or write gave her no hope in expanding it further. Arabella's mind was filled with intelligent ideas and intricate thoughts, but because of the family she was born into, these thoughts had no way to escape. The poor girl was almost driven insane.

Things got worse for Arabella as she delved into her teenage years. As well as a time of maturity and intellect (allowing for her mind to overflow even further), this new era was a time of love and ever-changing emotion. Not only did she want to break free from her supposed destiny, but now she was focused on something that seemed even more pressing and stressful - Arabella had gotten her first crush. And, as any star-crossed love story goes, this crush was most certainly not in her lane. Countless hours would be spent trying to express her feelings; to find words that didn't exist in her mind but thrived in so many others. Her mind was a glass bowl, and her emotions water. Fish swam around elegantly like the thoughts in her head, and they only kept breeding, growing, multiplying - unable to escape. The pressure almost broke her.

But, as the story goes, it did not.

After hours spent grasping for words that would not form, Arabella designed a new way to communicate. Every day her love would walk past, she'd pick a flower and nudge it in his direction. The flowers all meant different things: red tulips to declare her love, blue violets as a sign of faithfulness, and even daisies to signify true love. Eventually, the crush would approach dear Ari, and they began to conversate daily. Of course, the words that fell from Ari's mouth were simple and short, but each passing day she began to learn more and more about her eloquent language. They eventually decided to meet up daily; he would exchange vocabulary for the sound of her voice. To see her evolve into poetic soul was all that he could ask for.

However, all good things must come to an end. Many of the pretty girls from the posh schools got jealous - why would a boy of such upbringing choose a peasant over them? At the time, bitterness just took over the enraged young students. So, one day, one particularly nasty lady found the spot where Ari and the boy met up; and set alight the roof. Panicked, and seemingly trapped, Ari sprinted out of the burning hut, waiting for the boy to appear just behind her. He did not.

Worried sick, Ari raced back into the building. At the sight of her love motionless on the floor, she jumped through the flames, and began to drag him back out. To save you all from panic, I can tell you this - they both survived. But, as you can imagine, both suffered from extreme burn scars. In the aftermath, they decided it would be safest for them to part.

After the incident, Arabella left town to pursue her own dreams. However, before she left in a heartbroken frenzy, she picked some of the flowers from her front garden that were once meant for the boy she loved. Carefully, she lay them atop her scars - a reminder of the past, as well as a resource for the future. To this day, Ari still speaks in flower code, although she now has a much better grasp on the English language. If she ever needs to project a message that only flowers can say, she'll always have some spares handy.

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(I'm sorry that was so long? I just got carried away ahhh)

art ;; at top, by me <3

[néktar]

username ;; star,
name ;; Allisyn; Alli
gender ;; female
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butterfly culture..
When Alli was young she lived with her father, only them two in an old Victorian house that was her grandmothers at one point. She would spend endless hours playing hide and seek with her father when he wasn't working. One day they were playing and Allisyn went up into the attic thinking she had heard her father up their, but all she found was an old chest in the center of the attic. She asked her father about it later on that day and he got it out of the attic and opened it for her. It held the flowers she now wears. Her father was happy to find them, he remembered they were his mother's flower she had from her childhood and he had wanted to pass them on as a family heirloom but he didn't wear them like his mother wanted him to. So that night he weaved them into Allisyn's fur and let her wear the flowers. She was so happy she danced around all night giggling with her father, she has always worn them since, they keep her happy at most time and she loves that they are passed down through the family and cant wait to give them to her children.

art credit // MintCatCream on da

[meveh]

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meveh

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Mignon (meen-yohn) - French for "cute"

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female

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Mignon loves bees. She adores their melodic buzzing, their bright colors, and the delicious honey they produce. She loves bees so much, in fact, that she considers them apart of who she is. She almost feels lost when the bees aren't around, without their happy buzzing constantly in her ear. By wearing her roses, Mignon attracts bees to her so that they can always be near. Her love for bees goes back to ever since she was young, when she first learned about their importance. Mignon is fascinated by their pollinating abilities, and in today's day and age she is an advocate for bees as they are considerably dropping in numbers. She uses her immense knowledge on bees to educate the public on why they are a necessity and why we should be concerned that their populations are decreasing.

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will do if I have time! I'll be in France so I don't know if I will be able to ;^;