[wriolette enjoyer]

RES

Username: Vilvia
Name: Marco Glosar
Gender: Male
Lyric art:

Wake up
say good mornin to, that sleepy person
lyin next to you.

And if there's no one there, then there's no one there, but at least
The war is over.

[ilya]

Mark

[sicknasty]

username:
.box
name:
samson
gender:
male
chosen song:
blue lips - regina spektor

the link between the story and the images is kind of vague, but the pictures are supposed to be a metaphorical representation of samson's journey
deeper than the marianas trench
click any image for fullsize!

The kalon with the spiked hair slunk around the corner of the gas station, the bold markings on his shoulders bright in the neon glow of a nearby streetlamp. Collapsing onto a rusted metal bench that sat overlooking the carpark he sighed in relief, and absently swept a paw through his hair. It was a cold, clear evening, and the stars were just beginning to appear in the dark sky above. A sharp breeze swept through his fur, and he shivered, hunching his shoulders to conserve heat.
It was his third day in the city, and Samson didn't know what to do.

He had planned to make his fortune here, to make himself known. The city had been his dream since kithood - its bright lights and tall buildings, its people, its possibility, and he'd finally made it there - slipping out the night after his eighteenth birthday, catching the last train and travelling all night, his ticket clutched tightly in his hand. He'd been on edge the whole way - terrified that somebody, anybody, would look at him and know that he wasn't where he was supposed to be.
And now here he was, sleeping on a bench outside a gas station, with no clothes, no money, and no way to get home. His parents would be worried sick. His friends would be heartbroken. The worst thing was that he had walked right into it - strolled into the city without a care in the world, practically asking for disaster. It had taken a grand total of three days for all of that to change.

It had been almost sunrise as the train pulled into the dusty, empty station, and a gust of warm air had blown inside the air-conditioned cabin as the doors slid open. It had taken the computer-generated voice reminding him that this was the end of the line to startle him from his sleep, but when Samson finally opened his bleary eyes and dragged his bag onto the platform, he was the only kalon standing in the deserted space.

[KCADO]

Username: KCADO
Name: Daisy/ goes by her nickname of Snarl
Gender: Female- she/her
Lyric art: 'Glowing Eyes' by twenty one pilots:

[OswinTheFox]

Username: Oswinthefox
Name: Sapphire
Gender: Female
Lyric art:

[Bright Horizons]

Username:
Bright Horizons

Gender:
Male

Name:
Sagittarii

Lyric art:

Res with "Buy the Stars" by Marina and The Diamonds. Oh boy.

Specific lines??
"You bought a star, in the sky tonight, and in your man-made dark, the light inside you died."
"Oh, we don't own our heavens now, we only own our hells
And if you don't know that by now then you don't know me that well."
"You're buying stars to shut out the light, we come alone and alone we die
And no matter how hard you try, I'll always belong in the sky."

[Aeryn]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Lyric art:
possibly res

[wishbone!]

dropping!
good luck to all who finish<3

[Sanara]

Good lord I have to make this sweet prince <33

[mongrel]

Oh my god yenneii. Stop making your Kalons so gorgeous. ;w; They're too pure for anyone.