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[Kalo]

Kalo of Ga’Hoole, but please just call me Kalo.

Hey, there! My name is Latisha, but please just call me Tish!. Nice to meet you! Well, you asked about me, so I’ll tell you.Oh, and in case you’re wondering, I’m a girl. I’ve been called many things, such as spunky, funloving, also friendly and kind, but I can be sensitive and quiet… especially during history class. I grew up along the coast, and spent a lot of time swimming in the saltwater. Amazingly, whenever I wanted to surf or body board or do any of those other crazy things (I like stuff like that, okay?) the water would kind of mold to my needs. Want to surf a giant wave? Sure. Want to go WAY out to sea on the body board and have a wave that washes you all the way back to the beach? I do that all the time. I can swim as long as I want, too. I don’t suffocate. So… I guess my jewel is blue!
I grew up in a perfectly normal JMD home. I have two sisters who are twins and absolute pinktastic girly girls. I also have an older brother who is the greatest. Brother. Ever. We used to go paintballing together all the time before he left for college. I snuck a Ziplock of paintballs into his suitcase to remember me by. My mom died when I was eight, so parenting has kind of become my job, since dad’s away at work all the time. It’s okay, though, since our family has tons of fun together, and dad’s home on weekends, so that’s always a blast. My first time paintballing was actually with my mom, the week she passed away, so that’s a special memory for me and makes me feel like we’re still connected, and is one reason why I love the sport/game so much. Otherwise, my life is totally happy and completely carefree, filled with friends and fun.
Okay, so enough with that, I’ve told you some things, but what really makes me unique? Well… I don’t like paintball. That’s because I love paintball!! Sometimes I just paintball or drop water balloon paint bombs on myself. This is for two reasons:
1. It’s really fun!
2. It looks really cool!!
For the same reasons, plus one more, I paintballed the walls of my room. Why paint your room a boring plain single color, or maybe do polka dots or stripes?
I also do traditional art.... so long as its neon!

“Eep!” I squeaked, diving behind a trashed car. Paintball is my all-time favorite ting. I wiped the red and blue off of my safety goggles, enabling me to see. I’m totally after you, Carly! I called out, rolling away from the car just as another paintball came flying towards me. All of the sudden, two little pink balls of fluff flew at me, knocking me off balance. “Tish, Tish!” they squealed. I looked into their big brown doe eyes through the goggles. My sisters weren’t very pink anymore! I laughed. “Did our big bad brother get you?” I joked. “RAARR!!!” We all jumped as my brother tore around the corner of the box we were hiding behind. “I’m gonna get you, you little squirts!” he called. Laughing, we all scattered, paintballing each other and others on the course. The joy came to an abrupt halt when I tripped over a small metal thing on the ground. I rolled onto my back and groaned, trying to catch my breath. “Whoa, Tish! Are you alright?” My ankle was throbbing, and I was terrified to look at it. “Um,” I replied, “I don’t know, you tell me!” He bit his lips, then broke out laughing, “You’re fine, chickpea.” I looked up at him and grinned. “I’m totally gonna get you for that!”

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[lost in time.]

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She's oO Lost In Time Oo but (not be rude or anyhting) aren't we supposed to be talking about me?

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As you can see, I've chosen to name this handsome fellow Radieux. The full name is Radieux Ina Charles Quinn. {Rah-dee-ooh Ee-noh Ch-ah-ruls Kuh-win}. Radioactive by Imagine Dragons is what he is based on, and overall a pretty fitting name. But there already is a JMD named that, so I changed it to Radieux but he is often called Raydin. Ina means light in my native Yoruba tongue. And all my JMDs have at least one yoruba name. Charles is just a name to give him something 'normal' so other JMDs don't feel that his parents don't know how to name a child. Quinn is the last name for all my characters though. Even Olumide, a breeding JMD has two last names, his parents shipping name and Quinn. But this is about Radieux, not Olumide.

Hello! Well, Embers says I should explain my name's meaning a bit more. My parents weren't like other parents, both of them did get stuck with nice and normal names. My mother is Freda and my father was Dexter, which, in my opinion, is just not right. Their parents named them pretty little names with no real meaning. My parents didn't want that for me. They told the doctor that they'd decide on my name later. When I did my first work of art, I got paint all over me, which gives me my glowing colors because they didn't wash out... My parents named me Radieux, French for bright and close enough to Radioactive and Ina based on that one incident and came up with Charles so I would have a normal name for when the rest of my family calls me. Only my family calls me that. If someone that isn't my family does, I will get very angry. That's the story of my name. My entire name came from one incident with paint. That incident kinda defines me too... Ha.

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--------------------Ｗ Ｅ Ｌ Ｃ Ｏ Ｍ Ｅ to the new age.

→ ᴡ ʜ ᴏ ᴀ ᴍ ɪ ?

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CODED BY WYRD. IMAGES BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTFUL OWNERS. LYRICS BY IMAGINE DRAGONS.

Dropping, but please do not copy this form, I will use it later for a different jewel, count on it.

[~FlameFox~]

Ｕｒａｎｉｕｍ . Ｏｂｌｉｔｔｕｓ . Ｉｎｑｕｉｎａｔｕｍ
ᴀʟʟ sʏsᴛᴇᴍs ɢᴏ,
ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ ʜᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴅɪᴇᴅ
ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏɴᴇs,
sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛ ғʀᴏᴍ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ
ʀᴀᴅɪᴏᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ

☢ Forgive and forget. That's what you're always told to do. Sure, I'll forgive and forget. I'll forgive and forget when I'm dead. Or better yet, them. ☢

= name;; uranium
= meaning;; a gray, dense
radioactive metal used as
a fuel in nuclear reactors
= theme song;; radioactive
by imagine dragons
= gender;; male
= age;; 21

"Five killed. Four generations. Three injured. Two
families. One family feud. And no cursed child that
they could recall. Nice try. I'm alive. But this time,
all that wished me dead will die. By my hands. You'd
feel this way if you lost what I lost. I was the child
mistake. The baby of a Romeo and Juliet mess.
Generations of hatred gifted me my black markings
and my white eyes. So I had to die. Not this time.
Now they're staring into the poison vial. Not me.
I'm not playing Grim Reaper. I'm collecting my due."

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Personality: As stated above, Uranium is not your happy-go-lucky kind of dragon. When he's around you, his bitter hatred and pessimism seem to weigh down on you, ruining what could've been a fun day and making the clouds go dark. It's just in his nature; five generations of anger and bloodlust have been cursed upon him. He was born with just splatters, seen here, but the black slowly came into existence because he was seen as cursed. His mother was from the Inqui family and his father from the Natus, and those families were locked in a desperate battle to right wrongs and make up for deaths. Of the five killed, one was the dragon who started the whole matter and two more were Uranium's parents. He wants revenge, and he's determined to extract it.
Aside from his macabre anger, Uranium can actually be nice. He wants a mate and kids, but he knows if he's going to get what he wants he has to put that in the back seat for now.
Uranium is easily startled, being partially blind. He's used to being attacked by family descendants who hate him despite not knowing he he is. Something as simple as a surprise birthday party has been known to give him a heart attack. It was planned once, and the overwhelming noises and dragons made him panic. Uranium having a green jewel, everyone at the party was nursing poison ivy rashes for the next few weeks. He didn't apologize, which further angered everyone. Uranium just isn't the sorry kind of person. He once tried to apologize, and stopped because he naturally sounded angry and unapologetic. Why say sorry when you can be hiring a hit man? Not that he would. He likes to do his dirty work by himself. Gives him a feeling of satisfaction.
He'd never say this, and if you repeat it you'll 'go missing,' but he has a soft spot for Chloe, his adopted niece. She helps lessen the stress of everyday life and is his only method of escape from the promise he made himself. They're the best of friends, despite their contrasting personalities.

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A Day in the Life: Uranium sighed softly, donning his necklace. The necklace was shaped like a radioactive sign, and glowed softly to ward people off. His white eyes glowed a faint green, too, which also kept people away.But he was fine with it. He didn't like people anyways. And the feeling was mutual.
The sights and sounds of the busy street confused him, and he kept his left blind eye shut. His right had blurry vision, but was better than nothing. The cloudiness in his eyes was getting worse, and the doctor said eventually he would totally go blind. Just like the black on his body, the cataracts were slowly growing and would cover his pupils. No surgery could be done. He was doomed. It was the curse of his family. Not only could he not see, he was doomed to forever remember what the world looked like but not be able to view it. His only wish now was to find one of his ancestors and punish them before he was completely blind. Revenge is sweet. And it is best served cold.
As he padded down a back alleyway, he heard a click and a faint whistling noise. Acting on instinct, he rolled to one side and jumped up again, green jewel glowing to light up the alleyway.
"Well, well, well." Uranium stiffened at the voice. It was familiar. Too familiar. His mind gave the voice a face, and a cruel, ugly one too. One of his attempted murderers.
"I know who you are, you demon." Uranium snarled, pressing his back to a wall. He fingered the poison dart that had been shot at him behind his back, calculating approximately where his foe was by his voice.
"You're blind. Well, almost. You should've known I'd come back for you if you lived." The dragon was moving, shifting constantly.
Come one... Stand still long enough for me to make the throw...
And so his foe did. Uranium threw, there was a thud of impact, and then nothing. No noise but a soft chuckle from right next to him. "You never learn." The feeling of a needle in his neck, the sound of walking footsteps and then someone's voice.
"Hold on! Can you hear me? The ambulan..."
Blackness was his only salvation.

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Uranium awoke in the hospital, unable to see. Sitting by his side was a dragon, but that was all he could tell.
"You're awake! How do you feel?" Her voice was feminine and light, cheery but he could hear that she was nervous.
"Great. Where am I? Why are you here?" He growled back in response.
"Sorry that I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Jix. I'm a therapist."
Uranium was taken aback. "I don't need a therapist."
"Well, of course you don't. But we have an idea to help your vision-"
"Do it. Please."
"Alrighty then! You're going to have to let me enter your mind."
He snarled, but obliged. One moment, she was in his head, the other he could see. Perfectly. But it was odd. His snout was white with pinkish purple stripes and he couldn't move. Jix relented, and all was black again.
"What was that?" His curiosity won over.
She laughed. "I was letting you se through my eyes. You'd have to do that until we develop the technology to heal you."
"You'd do that? How?"
"I live at a... Help center with several other dragons. You'd have to come join us. Nyxii, your current legal carer,would have to agree, but it's only temporary, if you don't like it there."
Uranium grunted and nodded his head. "We'll have to see. Start the paperwork."

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