[Ines.]

I'm trying out for Kiamara 3!
username: peachcream
name:
gender:
personality: (word limit 400)
art: (limit 5 pieces, one may be of the siblings if you wish, not required)
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (limit 400 words)
1 extra of choice: (if words, limit 300; if art, limit 1)

[spacegay]

I'm trying out for Kiamara #1
username:
name:
gender:
personality: (word limit 400)
art: (limit 5 pieces, one may be of the siblings if you wish, not required)
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (limit 400 words)
1 extra of choice: (if words, limit 300; if art, limit 1)

[monty]

Marking to watch. uvu <3

[Kirarya]

I'm trying out for Kiamara 5

username:
name:
gender:
personality: (word limit 400)
art: (limit 5 pieces, one may be of the siblings if you wish, not required)
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (limit 400 words)
1 extra of choice: (if words, limit 300; if art, limit 1)

[ayomi]

please don't steal anything from my form c:

I'm trying out for Kiamara 5!

I'm trying out for Kiamara (# here)
username:
name: Corbin/ Cory
gender: male
personality: (word limit 400)
art: (limit 5 pieces, one may be of the siblings if you wish, not required)
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (limit 400 words)
occupation/dream job: surfer

[jojivlogs]

I'm trying out for Kiamara 2

username: sn0teleks
name: sei - pronounced 'say' - life, genuine birth
gender: male
personality:
sie is a very quiet and shy guy, and is not very likely to approach you. he likes to keep himself to himself, no matter how lonely it gets. although, if he does let you into his bubble, he is highly loving and affectionate, and will talk for hours on end if you let him. sei is very smart, and although he rarely uses it, has the ability to persuade anybody to do anything for him, with his extensive knowledge of trivial matters. with this, he is also incredible at reading people's expressions, as he was always the type to observe people, rather than participate in whatever they are doing. throughout the years he has gotten so good at it, that he can notice even the tiniest flicker of emotion in someones eyes, the tiniest tremble in somebodies voice. people with dead eyes, or those who manage to hide all emotion scare him, as he feels even less in control of the situation, and he far prefers people who are open about their emotions. now, although sei has these good traits, he has a few bad ones. one of which, being that he is extremely clumsy. he is constantly falling over and scraping up his knees and arms. he always carries around band-aids, just in case he falls over. he also has a very low pain tolerance, so he doesn't get on well with people who give him a 'friendly' dig in the arm, as he will probably bruise because of it.
art: i will sort this out later lmao
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (although sei is very nice to them, they honestly annoy him. they rarely leave him alone to his thoughts, and can be far too loud at times. he feels uncomfortable around them, as they have al;l heard him sing before, and he would prefer they didnt. of course, he goes along with them, goes out with them and such, but he would just prefer not having to speak to at least one of them every day. of course, as a child they woud talk to him more often, but he has slowly made it clear that he doesn't really want to talk. sometimes, when they've gone too far and annoyed him too much, he'll yell at them in swedish, german or, most commonly, japanese, so when they cant understand him, they leave him alone.
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learning other languages
budgies
teddy bears
singing
playing guitar
learning new instruments
learning in general
sims
warmth
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being crowded
people hearing him sing
judgemental people
being touched


alright i'm putting this reserve here okay

[frogpaws]

reserved


I'm trying out for Kiamara 1
username: Petzpower
name:
gender:
personality: (word limit 400)
art: (limit 5 pieces, one may be of the siblings if you wish, not required)
short story about this kiamara: (limit 700 words)
relations with other siblings: (limit 400 words)
1 extra of choice: (if words, limit 300; if art, limit 1)

[plaegii]

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My name is amura and I'm trying for Kiamara 1.
This kiamara is known as Leonidas, sometimes Leo for short. He was named for one of the leaders of 300 greeks to fight at Thermopylae. As for gender, Leonidas likes to think of himself as a strapping young male.

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❝I'm sarcastic, clever, fun-loving and opportunistic. If you don't like me... well; you must be one of my siblings.❞ xx

Perhaps Leonidas is just a tiny bit... well: insensitive, temperamental, opinionated- you get the idea. But don't be so quick to judge him just yet; Leonidas has his faults, sure, but don't we all? Besides, he is... quite odd, actually. He doesn't like being rude, and more often than not he doesn't even realize he's been acting as such and a simple reminder will back him down rather quickly.

As for the more positive traits this kiamara upholds, he loves to hang around and have fun with others. He's one of those few you'd find plastering meaningful graffiti along the side of a building with the hopes of encouraging others. Whether this be a simple picture or a catchy phrase depending on his mood. Now for something that most find to be incredibly surprising about Leonidas is his country side- he's actually not that big of a rocker. Sure, he likes a few modern artists, but his favorite genre is indeed country and one of his favorite artists would have to be Sam Hunt.
Leonidas tends to jump to conclusions and leap in head first, which has in truth made him a terrible diplomat. He is the first of his siblings to delve whole-heartedly into a plan or idea, and rarely will he ever cancel out. It is why when planning to go somewhere and everyone backs out on him, he usually goes alone just to prove a point of keeping his word. Once asked, you'd find his favorite pass time not to be in going out to a party, but rather sitting at home with the siblings he pretends to have problems getting along with. He isn't much of a reader really, but he would definitely enjoy opening a bag of popcorn and just hanging out watching movies.

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"And like a graceful fawn, I shall leave this meadow."
I was proud. Undeniably so, although i'd never admit it straight out in case I sounded too haughty. Plastered across the building side were an assortment of brilliant colors: reds, blues, greens, purples, oranges- everything under the rainbow. It had been a while since I'd painted something that was... well, a picture. In fact, lately I've been in more of a quote mood.

Brought from my thoughts by the startled yelp of the one and only, I turned my gaze upon my passing sister whom now stared at me with a look of appalled horror. "Leo!" She all but cried, violet eyes stretched wide. "You're going to get in trouble! Can't you do your drawings on paper?" She asked, tone so condescending that I felt anger bubbling in the pit of my stomach. "No, I can't." I responded tartly, lip twitching over sharp pearly white canines. "Art in a frame is like an eagle in a birdcage." I added, biting back a smirk at my purple-colored sister's icy glare. All I could do was shrug though, hardly interested in anything she had to say. "I was leaving anyway, no one was going to catch me..." I mumbled, recalling my earlier quote.

And that was all I could say, for she was hauling me off the next moment like a child who'd colored on his father's work files in permanent marker. I sighed through my nose as I was pulled away from my masterpiece, fondly waving to it as we moved despite the fact of having been unable to so much as snap a quick picture. "Like a graceful fawn." I muttered to myself as I nearly tripped over a crack in the pavement, grumbling then. Yet, clever as always, my sister merely snorted. "This is some meadow you're in." She remarked, bringing to my attention our current surroundings. "Too shay, sister." I responded in an even tone, all the while plotting my revenge even as we exchanged twin looks of subtle amusement.

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Leonidas has an easy relationship with his siblings, despite what he says. He claims to be misunderstood and unloved, likely just to laugh internally at the looks thrown his way, but in actuality he holds them near and dear to his heart. He enjoys their company and likes knowing everyone is together and involved with each other.
His most favorite thing about his siblings? Lazing around with them all day. He's one of those kiamaras that walks through the front door, takes one look at his sibling passed out on the couch and flops over them like a blanket. Not so much as an attention seeker as someone just 'feeling the love', as he likes to say.
Like all siblings, Leonidas indeed does have rivalry. He gets a bit competitive when playing sports with them- the activity a rarity in itself that really brings out his more dominant nature. He's not so much the comforting or lovable one, more or less playing the part of the middle child that everyone tries to avoid accept for the younger ones that not only put up with his shenanigans, but actually enjoys pulling them off in his company as well.

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Unfinished Sketch
Commission from Lady Scarlet
Kawaii-Con
Commission from Xerberus
All Hallow's Eve
Shorty Story Section - Commission from HJP
Headshot
Greeting - Commission from Marzi
Headshot 2
Commission
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I absolutely adore this kia's design; I have a ton of traditional drawings on him, which I'll allow the winner to use. I thought I'd use this section as an appreciation placeholder, because his/her design is just amazing.
Goodluck to everyone in advance! I loved browsing through all these forms and you guys are insanely creative. >u<
Just as a side note; the art in my form isn't mine, but I'll get permission from the owners for the winner to use them before I hand it over. o3o
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[b a d . w o l f]

☢ ☠ ♕ hey, just wondering...
is it alright to be a little over the word limit?
because for my 'personality' section, i'm at 410, and i did everything i could to cut it down a little...
but couldn't do it any more than what i have... eme''

[feverrr]

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Hello! I see you've come to meet me. I am writing this all down in stead of telling you in person for one
reason... I am mute. And that is that, nobody has been able to figure it out, I just open my mouth, and
nothing comes out... perhaps one day I will talk. Well, lets get started. My name is Luminescence, but
it's... long, so I choose to let everyone call me Iris, which, coincidentally, is the name of the messenger
god, who travels apon rainbows. You can make up a nickname for me, if you choose, but I wouldn't, for
I may not respond it you unless you call me Iridescence or Iris. Well, now that we've covered my name,
I am most deffinately a female. I must say, I am rather offended that you had to ask... But I don't mind.

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Oh, my personality? Well, this might take a
while to cover, umm... Where do I start. If I
had to choose five words to represent me, I
think I would choose timid, soft, sweet, shy,
and polite. I am shy around strangers, and I
take a bit of warming up to. If I am sneaked
up on, or you take me by surprise, that's the
only time I ever make noise. A small throaty,
squeak strangled from deep in my throat. I
don't like surprises, and that's that... Please,
respect that and don't sneak up on me, ever.
I'm very timid, and polite. Even though I do
write instead of talking, I always say please,
and thank you, and am careful not to offend.
The rest of my personality sorta changes with
whats going on around me. Sometimes I am
clumsy, sometimes graceful, sometimes very
bashful, and sometimes proud, I'm... I'm me.
So, uhh... That is pretty much all, I... guess.

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Oh... So this one is just my likes and my dislikes? Ok, um, this one should be easy enough as it is only
a matter of my own opinion. My favorite food is white chocolate. I love the smooth consistency, and
the sweet taste. Oh, my least favorite...? Well, anything spicy. I hate the sharp tang, and the shifting
consistencies. My favorite possession, this one is easy. A small pink hued pebble that I have found in
small creek near where me and my siblings live! My least well... None. I only keep things of which I do
like, and I give the rest away. Really, there's more? Well, ok... My favorite sport is swimming, and my
least being shock put. I hate carrying heavy things... Ok, last one? My hobby is by far, collection things.

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Oh... My relationship with my siblings? This
is probably the hardest one so far. I am the
intelligent and quiet one. Kia number one's
the 'talk before you think' kinda guy. We're
not always extremely close, but we do love
each other, and that's all that matters, hm?
But kiamara number one is the very bubbly
and loud one. She is always trying to get me
to start talking, or be more fun. I have fun,
but it's not me. Number four is the bold one.
He is extremely loyal, and is never afraid to
speak out if something is wrong in the world.
But Kiamara number five is the one I wish I
could be. She is talented, and beautiful, and
all around, graceful and popular. She is sort
of my hero. When a decision is to be made I
will always go with whatever she says. She's
just an inspiration, and who I'd love to be...

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The tale of Iris, the messenger of the gods.
In my story, for the sake of it, the kiamaras
will be given the names, as stated. #1, will
be known as Lionel, #3, Elanie, #4 is Glace,
and #5 will be known by the name of Anova.

A stunning group of kiamaras sat around a small meadow each a very different hue. There sat two that seemed to be debating over something, both beautiful gradients of blue and golden, with streaks of sea green throughout. Next to them lay a small purple and violet melted kia, with bright eyes and a strain of concentration across her face as a stunning deep coral and sunset orange streaked kiamara brushed her long hair back as she told the violet one a riddle. A single last kia sat rolling over in the grass, doing somersaults in the soft grass. Her fur a soft gradient of emerald greens and cobalt blues. Under a rolling baby blue sky dotted with clouds the five peaceful siblings grew in grace for many years, all had forgotten of the days when they were one, a single beast containing all of their magnificent colors. The small purple one let out a throaty sigh, and scrawled down yet another possible answer to the riddle on a paper darkened by numerous sentences, all crossed out with a large ink 'X'. "Nope!" Beamed the orange and pink one, "Sorry Iris... I think I finally stumped you!" Iris put down her paper and scrawled one final note, Fine... You win, Elanie. "Finally!" Exclaimed Elanie, thrilled at the feeling of beating her intelligent sister. Iris padded off towards two arguing kiamaras, who stopped mid sentence to yowl, "Hey Iris! Did Elanie finally get you?" Iris gave a disdainful nod, no longer known to her siblings as 'unstumpable'. She let out yet another throaty sigh before sitting down and scrawling with a stick in the dirt, Why are you arguing with Anova, Lionel? Anova shook out her long hair, "Because he's being obnoxious and saying that he's the better artist." She said, sighing. "Well, I am!" Said Lionel, shaking his head furiously, pointing to two drawings it the dirt, both of a butterfly. One was smooth and precise, and one was crooked and uneven. Iris's gut seemed to deepen. It was obvious that Anova had won. She gave her sister a knowing glance before writing in the dirt under Lionel's butterfly, This one is my favorite. Lionel gave a happy grin, "Yes! I finally beat Mrs. Perfect!" Anova snorted happily, as Iris left to see what Glace was doing. Right as she padded up to her, Glace bowled over the small purple kiamara, "Sorry, Iris!" Yelped the ocean hued kia. Iris smiled knowingly, forgiving her sibling, What are you doing? she scrawled in the dirt next to her sister. "Oh!" She said grinning, "I'm practicing my flips." She squeaked, doing a somersault mid sentence. Iris rolled her eyes and smiled meekly, before slipping off to the edge of the forest. She peered through the emerald leaved trees, with rough brown bark. She took a step through into the forest within, a spark catching in her eye as she spotted a squirrel, about the size of her paw. She followed it silently, watching it quietly slide between trees and bushes as she followed curiously. She suddenly came apon another meadow... Nevermid she sighed, realizing instantly that it was her own home. As the sun dimmed beyond the horizon, she watched as her siblings gathered on bed of leaves and twigs. Another day spent, but it was with those she loved... so it was a fun.