[lawfullychaotic]

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Charlotte

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wip

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wip

[vitalchoo]

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[crazy-in-wonderland]

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Starr
Simple as, her name is starr because of her markings. Also she belongs to the starr's family.
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WIP
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WIP

[pIanted]

name; xīng, meaning stars in Chinese. Her back name is phoenix falling.
personality;
dreamer
xīng is a very dreamy Kia. She can sit under the night sky for hours and imagine a far away galaxy.
intelligent
Xīng is very smart (IQ 167), but isn't a snob or tells everyone how smart she is, she likes to be normal. The only thing is that she just...absolutely loves to use big and complicated words.
sarcastic
Xīng is very humorous, making jockeys all the time. Her favourite feature is of course sarcasm, shortly after on second place is irony and then comes black humor.
Happy
She is always happy, laughthing and described as 'all smiles'
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Oh my god...such beauty...

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Xīng is star in Chinese; Luan fits to her; Skrim is a simile for the horizon
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My beauty's Personality
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The night sky is full of Chinese dragons
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13 • 47 - 10 = 601. That was easy.
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Haha, yeah. I love your feathers. Totally.
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This.is.AWESOME!!! I'm so exited!!!

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Reserving, this one is such a beauty.

[☣ Chernobyl ☢]

What a gorgeous girl! I don't feel a connection, so I won't try, but I'll be keeping an eye on her! Good luck to everyone participating! ^u^

[Narwhals.]

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If I won this girl, her name would be solstice.

sol·stice
[sol-stis, sohl-] Show IPA
noun
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Astronomy .
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either of the two times a year when the sun is at its greatest distance from the celestial equator: about June 21, when the sun reaches its northernmost point on the celestial sphere, or about December 22, when it reaches its southernmost point. Compare summer solstice, winter solstice.
b.
either of the two points in the ecliptic farthest from the equator.
Credit and definition goes to dictionary.com

The summer solstice, down where I live, happened two days ago. It reminds me so much of this girl. It looked like sunset, but the sunset lasted until about nine o'clock at night. Solstice.
" I think my name is perfect. I mean, I have seen a summer solstice before, and it was as beautiful as life itself. The only flaw, was that it was not sunset. Have you ever seen a sunset along the shore? So beautiful."

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Solstice is a very mature kia. She always studies hard, nonstop. She is very interested in astronomy. Solstice, like everyone, has quirks and flaws. Sometimes, she misses out and fun opportunities, because of studying unnessecarily,and never is up to date with friends. Her jokes get old, because she reuses about 9 or 10 of them every time.She claims to e a bit anti- social. When she spots her friends at restaraunts, she never goes over to say hi. She is a major nerd. Thats it. Not much to it.

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I've chosen to type
Solstice says:
There is this story, I have been dying to tell!
I once, unbelievably, skipped my studying one night, to go out for frozen yogurt. Crazy, right? Well, we were walking to the yogurt place down the street, and of course, talking about school, and gossip, and stuff. We entered the place, and the door chimed. The kia behind the counter was like "welcome" all computer-like. As we ate the yogurt, a couple of our friends walked in! I was like blown away, because, like, what are the chances, you know? Yeah, thats my absolutely ironic story!
Narwhals says:
Sometimes, Solstice misses out on normal every-day life situations like that because of her constant studying. Yep. Thats my form. Pretty lame.

[siennacereal]

name; Estrella (means star in Spanish)

personality;she is very shy and quiet but once you get to know her she is funny and childish

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Under the stars
Are little minds
Under the stars
Are thoughts of all kinds.
Under the stars
Are the beautiful things.
Under the stars
The woman sings.
Under the stars
Goes on the night.
Under the stars
Two held tight.
Under the stars
I see with my eyes
Under the stars
Sweet dreams

[Kirisuna]

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(Reserved with the name Tink)

[pomme]

::starlight, star-bright, first star I see tonight::

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this is starlight, who was simply named after her gorgeous night-themed coat. the little stars
on her pelt make her all the way more appealing. i think the name starlight fit hers so much.
now, look at those stars on her fur. the way the colors of her glow like the sunset. don't you
think this simple yet elegant name is perfect? i do. and i think many would see starlight as
a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.

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starlight is very unique. many kiamaras you see these days are very tough and outgoing.
but luckily, starlight is a changed girl. she used to be just like those others. she was very
brave and fun-loving. but, once she saw that she didn't want to be exactly like the rest,
starlight decided she would change. on december 31st, 11:45 PM. she, for her new year's
resolution, wanted to be somebody. not just anybody. not 'a' kiamara. 'the' kiamara. so,
starlight became more of a timid one, staying lesser to the crowds of large-egoed kias.
but, sometimes she can't stop the crazy and fun girl she once was. so, around her friends,
she goes completely wild and has so much fun. she loves who she is, and actually enjoys
the quiet side of her. when she is around a big group of other kiamaras, she is giving and
polite. she usually stays to herself and moves along gracefully with the group. she is
also very loving and will help any kia in need. but there is also a little harsh side. she can
be fiery and is great with her snappy come-backs. believe it or not, starlight has low
self-esteem and often finds herself being the boring and tough friend. when her friends
say 'your being boring' she would say 'i know; i am a boring pier'. she is thoughtful of
what she says, though. she doesn't want to waste her breath.

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it truly changed me, if thats what you meant. i was left, well, completely different. first,
i was destroyed. my family... gone. burned to ash. where were they? they weren't where
i needed, thats for sure. i looked all over the left over wood and rubble. but was my
unforgiving family, life, and past left there? no. they were not upon the ashes and embers.
they were dead. bured. cremated. i missed them, truly. but at the same time, is it easy
to let go of the hard things? not at all. the sad and awful things in life are the ones you
remember most. the happiest day of you life? nothing but a cliche. i hope i am not boring
you with my beginning, but it does become more of a moral than a story. if you think
about it, learning a story is like learning a life lesson. you can only learn from the others
around you. not your mistakes. would you know what your mistakes were if there weren't
others to tell you? anyway, i need to tell you the rest.

i was looked and looked for my family, but they were not there. you got that part. so, i
ran. i ran so far, i felt my legs numb and i fell. down, i tumbled. but it felt like i was
flying. i don't know how, but that feeling of nothing under you but the feeling of death
is actually relaxing. letting go of your pain at last. but thats not exactly my story. i woke
up by a river, the stars showing me the little dipper in the sky. the wind whispered to me.
of course, it was hard to make out, but i finally realized it. i was the little dipper. the big
dipper surrounded the little dipper, keeping it company. yet, it was so far away. was that
my family up there? were they keeping me company? i, then, blacked out again. when i
awoke for the final time, the sun was high in the sky. all was peaceful. i travled down the
gorge and soon found myself upon a beautiful miniral. was it... gold? i saw the little
scratch marks... the creases... in the gold. the vision of a star came to me. i knew i had
to make something with this magnificent gold. so, i simply made a little star charm.

that night, i found a little string in the river and i tied the star to my tail. a good luck charm.
well, 'good luck'. was there any more luck for me in this world? luck doesn't go to the ones
that ask. it sneaks in the darkest hours, before weaseling its way into the ones who lack luck.
and maybe it was finding its way to me? i knew i was full of lessons and quotes; phrases and
motivational sentences. but maybe this was it? i didn't have to lack superstition. superstition was
the only think i could hold on to. and this charm kept my family in my thoughts, ever since
the little dipper came to me. nature told me. i saw the sign of the forest. and i kept it with
me, on just a little golden star charm i made myself.

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