[carpe noctem.]

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res. with abandoned subway station because that's where he does his art or somethin'?

[sobble]

username: Junkratss
name: Ishmael
gender: Male
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For some, the sky is the limit. For me? The sea’s the limit.
I have no set favorite place, I consider myself a vagabond, a rogue, an adventurer who dreams of something mystical... We nomads don’t need a home... but we all have a favorite place. Simply put, I belong nowhere and and pride myself in having been everywhere.
My favorite place? One can not describe such a wonderous scape... There cannot be one simple spectre to which I can devote myself. With constant shifting tides and rising winds, I go where I am taken... there is charm in the thrill. However, we all must retire at twilights whim... As such, my favorite place is simply my dearest ship Elise. Her warm, sun faded great oak hull... soft, pervasive and calming sepia colouring... nothing compares to one simply seems as home and I find comfort in Elise’s company. Simply put she is... my rock, my barrier and my guardian. She is my home, and when the stars blanket the sea, she is my favorite place to be. She alone has shared experiences with me- witnessed the wonders only I have seen.

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[faunsie]

res

[chanhee.]

username: michael.
name: jonas
gender: male
prompt: wip
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[skabeebo]

username: Arkki
name: Sakusha
gender: Female
prompt: ???
extra: Don't have a Kalon yet omg cuuuuute
Love love love
The hair!!!

[Meridiem]

username: Meridiem
name: Koda
gender: Male
prompt: Wip
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[néktar]

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name demitri bo mehki
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i am me and no one else. no one has to know me b
ut they wish to, they ask questions and prod at my
body as though it isn't made of the same stuff as th
eirs. just because i can fly through the air while att
ached to a rope doesn't mean i am magical. i am no
freak! i am demitri bo mehki, no i am not unusual,
no i am not unnatural, i am me. i do not care if i st
ep on your toes with my words, or harm your ego. i
will not be silenced as you throw peanuts at me, or
shout those words at me. i do not have to stand for
your ignorance and fall to my knees because your w
ords do not harm me for they are not knives! they
cannot pierce my heart, only my ears and i will not
fall to ruin at your feet. even if your words could sh
atter my bones, make me bleed out, i still would no
t care. for i do not hear your words of hurt, of jealo
usy, out of fear for the unknown, the unusual and t
he unexplained. you are afraid of us, because you s
imply do not know us, you don't even know our nam
es. you never bothered to ask, to you we are freaks.

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a freak? no not me no
t me, not us. for it is
you, you are the frea
k. why do you not ac
cept those of your o
wn kind? it's pecurliar

you have no right to
say what is good, wh
at is bad, what is una
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made you god of us?!

but you do not hear
my words.. you only
see my strange marki
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from one carni to the next
where the lights are bright and dazzling, where people laugh and smile, have fun
and are amazed and over joyed. the power of wonder rules all and there is no wor
ry, no sadness, only stupefaction. i speak of the circus, where the impossible is se
en and admired, where the strange are the magnificent and are the stars of the sh
ow. that is the most wondrous place i could think to be. i remember the first time
i had laid eyes upon that tattered poster, with the elephants on little balls holding
up a man dressed in red with a top hat and a cane. the look of mystery and cheeki
ness is what caught my attention. it was close to my birthday and i begged my par
ents to take me, let me see the girls that walk on tight ropes and the monkey's tha
t toss rings onto an elephants trunk, or the man who speaks to lions and tigers and
can make them jump through rings of flame! they turned their noses up at the tho
ught though, they called them freaks, queer, and bizarre and they shall not expose
me to such a horrid sight of such oddities. no matter how much i begged there ans
wer was always no.. but my fascination never ended.

i stole away many times to go sneak into the circus tent when my parents were aw
ay on business and my nanny took naps on the back step with her book in hand and
her tea growing cold. as i watched from under the stands, looking through the gaps
between shoes and finely dressed legs, i saw the most wondrous things. a man tha
t could spit fire from his mouth, a man that placed his head inside of a tiger's mou
th and did not get it chomped off! but the most extraordinary thing.. they flew fro
m the tall poles in the corners of the tent, attached to a thin rope with a simple
bar attached to it. they flipped and spun, never faltering or falling. they even att
ached to each other's legs in a daring sense of agility. i could not keep my eyes off
of them, my heart was racing and pounding.. i wanted to be up there, it made my
blood alight with excitement and eagerness to try such a thing. after the show i sn
uck into the performers back room and in my childlike excitement asked one the t
rapezes-men if they would teach me. they gave me a look of astoundment but it b
roke into a gentle smile. he explained how he could not because they would be lea
ving in a few days but then i declared, in my head, that i would run away with the
circus. as for when i got home, there was news that my parents ship had gone dow
n and i was left alone in the world. so on the night before the winter months i pack
ed up all of my things, changed my name, and stole away with the circus.

[ coding + writing by me | 838 words total | adorable art graciously drawn by tealea ]

[aeth]

username: aethillie
name: Kai
gender: male
prompt: Anime protag. His pastel room with his yaoi fanfictions on his bookshelf because he's occupied his closet smh. Favorite place is the rooftop of his school/his desk at the very back of the classroom, next to the window
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res for if I have time ♡♡♡

[kidcandy]

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--------aello || ulric blackrain || male
------[ulric | wolf ruler, power of the wolf.]

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[read in this tom hiddleston voice for effect. this takes place when ulric is around the age of 23.]

"Now, I can't just tell you my favorite place, as I have to start off with where it all began. When I was just a baby, my father sold me to the kingdom for twenty-five quid. I was only but a child and he was so eager to give me up to the King of York. I was sold for food money, as the Kingdom of Skeldergate was in a deep famine from the war. The King agreed to take me in but only for a price. I was to be indebted to him for the rest of my life because it was either the palace or the streets. Although the streets may sound alright over a life of servitude, you have to remember that this was times of war, famine, and disease. My parents must have felt that I would have a better chance of surviving if I were to live with the King.

The first couple of years were not as ideal as I had hoped them to be. King Alaric is not a man who is enthusiastic about children. I heard from the other servants that it was because he lost his own child at one time, so after hearing that, I decided that it was fair not to bring it up again. He wasn't the worst person to be around though, as I do remember the little things that he did for me on occasion. When he had to leave for war meetings or the occasional monster hunt, he would always bring me back something interesting. Or even on my birthdays, he made sure that I had a good day and provided gifts and parties. I wasn't exactly sure what to think about my King at first; after awhile though, he was a father to me- my only father. It was a strained relationship, but I felt that Alaric was getting used to having me follow him around and ask him questions. After a while, I truly believe that he enjoyed having me around; he never treated me like the other people who lived in the castle. It was like he started to treat me like a son and that's something that I'll never forget.

When I turned ten, Alaric brought me to a warmly lit room in the castle- a room which I was forbidden to enter until now. Swords, shields, and other special tools lined the walls, their sparkle hitting my face as I entered the room. I could only imagine that this was the castles trainging room and armory. To this day I still remember the ethereal feeling as I walked into the room, as it was like nothing I had ever seen before. I was only ten, so I remember wondering why Alaric would ever want to show me something like this. He didn't say anything to me when I asked my millions of questions, he just lead me to the back where a large gold, silver, and red sword sat. I remember my heart beating hard in my chest and beads of sweat soaking my hair and clothes; it was so hot in that room, I couldn't believe how hot it was.

Alaric sat me down in a throne-like chair and told me the story of a young boy, which I presume was about him- though I didn't ask. He told me stories of the boy and how he was sent off to war when he was just twelve by his father. At this point, I didn't like how the story was going, but Alaric couldn't have surprised me more. He told me that he wanted to train me himself, show me the art of sword fighting. I never thought that me, a little servant boy, would be invited by the King himself to learn something like this. I remember vibrantly the color and the twinkle in his eyes as he told me about the training procedures. He was so excited and I believe that's the first time that I realized I fell in love with this room.

We talked for most of the night that night, as one can only imagine the number of questions I had as a ten-year-old. I cant remember everything that we talked about that night, but I do remember one of the single most important things that Alaric told me. I remember him looking me dead in the eyes and talking barely at a whisper, "If I am to train you, you are to remember one thing, my son. A lord must learn that sometimes words can accomplish, what swords cannot. Do not rely heavily upon your blade, as I am to make you king one day, and I want you to rule with a steady mind, not a steady blade." I've thought about those words daily as I've continued my training and missions.

Every heartfelt moment that I've had with Alaric, has been in this room. Within these walls, I've learned everything I know and that's not including my fighting skills. He's shown me how to love, how to trust, and so much more. I never thought that I would amount to anything as a boy who grew up in a small cottage town. Inside of this dim-lit, hot, and sweet smelling room, I learned how to truly live. His decision to bring me to this room fourteen years ago is why I am the way I am today and I couldn't thank him enough for being a father to me. Those reasons are why I choose to call this room my favorite place. After every battle, after every loss, after everything- this is the place I return to.

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ＥＸＴＲＡ, ＥＸＴＲＡ !
My alloted extras for this contest will be in this section. Enjoy!

"These are my four main weapons in battle. Each has their
own elemental aspect and have their own separate
powers. (Thank you to the Royal Witch Guard.)"

[This sword has water from the deepest flowing river in it,
will you choose to take this one on your quest?]

Forged from the powers of water and a four-thousand-year-old mage.
This sword has magic water in its core that gives it incredible speed,
force, and strength. When held by its owner, feelings of both calmness
and power can be felt surging through the holder's body.

[This sword is hot to the touch and smells of ashes, will you
decide to take it with you?]

Forged from the remains of a unicorn and rare Ethiopian opals. This
sword contains magical abilities that will outline Ulric's enemy in red
during battle. It is also bound to Ulric through magic, meaning that
anyone who isn't Ulric can't use his sword, as it will burn them. This
sword will also heighten Ulric's instincts.

[You try to pick this bow up to take with you,
but its heavy as a rock. How can this be useful?]

Forged from griffons feathers, cloud particles, and the winds of the
great plains. It has magical abilities that allow Ulric to be completely
silent. This bow is also bound to Ulric. For Ulric, it is lighter than a
feather, but for any unsuspecting thief, it will be heavier than a boulder.
This also heightens Ulric's swiftness, quickness, and sheer force.

[You trip across a large staff covered in dingy moss and
what appears to be beetles crawling over a large book. You angrily throw
the book across the room, and in return, a swarm of vines entangle your
legs, keeping you trapped.]

This spellbook and staff belonged to a very powerful witch, who used
to be in love with Alaric. Now that the witch has passed, she and other
dead witches control the staff and book. They can cast spells for Ulric
and watch over him in battle. The witches only use pure Earth magic
as well, making it the strongest form of magic available to Ulric.
Sometimes, when the witches are feeling frisky, they will cast a spell
on Ulric just for fun. They get a good laugh out of it and do it only to
make Ulric smile.

This armor set was made specifically for Ulric. It can carry his assortment
of weapons and is even enchanted itself; though it is not indestructible.It
was forged from many things.

1. Mermaid hair + scales = longer life and more breath for underwater
adventures.
2. The hair of a unicorn = Gives the armor the magical qualities. Also
allows for more protection during battle.
3. Dragon talons = Attached to his gloves for better hand-to-hand combat
4. Metals and opals form the finest and tallest mountains in the land.

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pixel art source - gakusangi
armour set - anevis
used this website for info on the elements

My ideas for this Kalon if I win
These are my ideas that I couldn't really fit into the prompt's storyline. If I were to win Ulric, He would be developed thoroughly before I even considered finding him a breeding partner or mate. Due to his storyline, I doubt that he would even have a mate. With my limited income right now, I wouldn't be able to order much art, unless with pets of course, but I would definitely draw Ulric and incorporate him into my other art pieces. Anyways, let's get onto my actual ideas for this kid!

his first steed - his steed now
Alaric made Ulric work for his first horse. He knew that the young child would eventually want one, but he would also want to show Ulric what it took to take care of a horse. Right after Ulric's introduction to sword fighting, he was introduced to horseback riding as well. Ulric got to pick out his first horse after mastering riding, fighting, and safety on a horse.

first horse - named empona, after the goddess of horses.
current horse - named arion, meaning swift, and fast.

casual armor
battle armor

knighthood and his new name
Ulric was of course born with the name Ulric, however, once he joined Alaric's family, he had to gain a title. If you're anyone who is in the higher class in medieval times, you gained a title along with your regular name. When Ulric turned sixteen and had is first actual induction into the royal family, he gained the title, "Sir Ulric of Skeldergate." This 'officially' gave him a wealthy status and it meant that he was also linked to Alaric. More information about titles can be found here.

abandonment issues
After figuring out what happened in his early childhood and how his father and mother gave him away, Ulric developed abandonment issues. It took Ulric a long time to confess these issues with Alaric, as he was afraid that Alaric would see him as weak. In fact, it was just the opposite. Alaric assured Ulric that he would never leave him intentionally and that he would always be there for Ulric. Over time these issues subsided, however, Ulric still thinks about the betrayal every once in a while.

fatherly love
Alaric was often hard on Ulric. He always wanted to push him as hard as he could to test Ulric's boundaries. Ulric now understands why he did those things, but back then he wasn't too happy about it. Ulric always wanted to do good for Alaric, so no matter how hard Alaric would push, Ulric would do his best to keep up. However it wasn't always just work, Alaric made sure that Ulric always had a childhood as well. After a hard day's training, Alaric would often take Ulric down to the lake or maybe even on a free ride around the castle. This, in the end, created a very strong bond between the two.

donovan
If Ulric wasn't best friends with Alaric, then he was definitely best friends with Alaric first general, Donovan. When Ulric first arrived, Donovan wasn't so sure about having another young child in the castle. He was once a kid in the castle, and he knew how much children stressed the king. He took notice of how much the king loved the child though, so he decided to get to know Ulric. After that, the two were practically inseparable. They both enjoy running off to the lakes to swim and pranking people. Don really brought out the kids side in Ulric, which was good for him.

education
Through the course of this story, it may seem like Ulric is all brute, no brains. However, its the complete opposite of that. Alaric made sure that Ulric was well coursed in literature and the arts. A smart king, would be a good one. He had classes three times a week with a teacher from the up country of England. He learned all kinds of mathmatics and things that would end up helping him down the line.

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[ruethefangirl]

username: rue.the.fangirl
name: Camden || gender: Female
prompt: Camden loves to sneak out into the forest. She's always been tomboyish and unafraid to get her paws dirty. One day while she was exploring, she came upon a cabin sitting beside a beautiful waterfall. She saw an old Kalon tending her garden outside. The Kalon didn't seem to mind Camden's presence as she played in the water or explored the cave behind it. Camden kept coming back, and one day the old Kalon asked her to help out with the gardening. Camden and Ester became great friends, even though Ester made her do work. Ester was sometimes grumpy and bossy but she told Cam great stories. Camden thinks shes a witch or a healer. Her parents don't approve of her sneaking off and meeting with some stranger, but Camden isn't put off by hat. The waterfall and the old Kalon's cabin is her favorite place to be.
extra: Likes: causing trouble, exploring, taking risks,
Dislikes: sitting still and being quiet, being slow.