[prismatic]

reserve. ;w;

[christine,]

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res with gamine personality

giselle
geneva
Yvonne
Odette
Rochelle

[Flowerdust]

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reserved and the name Carolina Renae Philmore
A7244E - hot pink
DB790E - orange
FFE179 - yellow
231A13 - dark brown
CDCDCD - white grey
939192 - light grey
515151 - med grey
2E2E2E - dark grey

[~punkstache]

sososo pretty <3

awesome job apps <3

[Zvarjaciely]

I-I-I...
reserve, I have to <333

[Wileyfangs]

Quick question: can we add things to the form or are we just allowed to fill it out as it is?

[Sentimental Circus]

Hi my name is SentimentalCircus,
Truly i don't like my name so i may change it, but in the mean time, please call me Sentimental or Circus :]I don't have a Kia yet (I'm vary picky) buy this one really clicked with me.i hope i could win yours and tigerlillys heart but anyways I'm a non Kia owner.

The warm rays danced and spun on top of the light, thin breeze that gave a peaceful sensation. I squinted at the gargantuan red sphere that stood still on the blazing, orange sky. Cotton candy clouds drifted across the setting sky as it winded down for the night. "If only days were always this calming" I sighed under my light, beautiful voice. It got so calming, I could hear the twinkling, crystal clear water fall, drape down and smother the grey, colossal, oval shaped rocks that stood a mile away. I sighed again and looked up at the sky one more "daylights dieing down..." I murmured in a long, gasping voice. I knew that once the sun gone the moon will shimmer, and sparkle in the gem stone, blackening , night sky. My eyes began to slowly doze away feeling weary, and exhausted, the only word that soon filled my head was sleep.
The next day my eyes opened in a sudden motion feeling the crisp, morning, air that touched my genital, glistening nose that was slightly wet from the dew on the grass i was laying on last night. "What a beautiful breathtaking day!" I smiled wile I was stretching my body. I padded along the CherokeeRose tail then I leap over the warm, crackly, dead leaves that stood along the eerie, still woods. "hmm" I thought in my head thinking of having a enjoyment adventure today then hiked my way to the forest. At times I would hop over the old, logs that looked like they stood there for sentries, then count the trees that had brown/green, fuzzy moss that grew as fast as nagging weeds. I peeked my head by a bush and heard noise coming form a gloomy, pitch black, rocky, cave that was as big as a mountain then Gasped in a nervousness voice that echoed the lard, creepy, wood. I prowled closer and closer to the enormous cave that had that god-awful snarling noise then I finely got so close to the cave I could reached over to touch it. I Skidded in the breath-taking cave looking around lessening. My eyes rolled around the big, packed, cave that didn't seem so dark anymore with gems to Gide me the way to the Blood curdling noise. "Hello? anyone ok? anyone hurt? who are you and why are you making that noise?" I Squeaked to see if I could hear a response. The voice called back in pain "Help!hellllpppp...." the voice died down and I quickly dodged over to the noise now needing my help. "im coming!!!Don't worry stay put!" I called in a hear oik sound. I jumped throw cracks, holes, rocks, and ash then soon i could see the animal that was in danger. It whimpered and cried. "Hello are you ok?!Im hear to help you!" I called to the animal "My arm, miss, my arm is crushed by this bolder and I can't get it out!Please help me!!!!" I ran to the animal witch now looked clear and I could see the details, its body looked like mine, like.... a tiger..."I garbed the bolder and lifted with all my might but, it didn't budge. I tried to catch ,y breath and asked the tiger whats his name and it respond in a weak, starving, worn out, voice "my Name is Ceto short for Cetroki.." I looked at him and I tear rushed down my eyes like water flooding a small town. "Ok Cetroki! You need to corporate with me, you are not going to die ok?!" i said in a strong, gliding, voice. he didn't respond and I said once more "OK?!" he looked at me and his eyes got slow and exhausted "okkkk" i looked at him and touched his head slowly and closed my eyes "when I lift the rock, move your arm as fast as you can and if you can't wiggle it out ok?..." He nodded and i counted "1!!" i lifted the rock some "2!!!!!" i lifted the rock some more and felt the power rush threw my vans "thr-thr-th-3!!!!!!!" my eyes raised and Chetroki garbed his arm out as fast as he could then i dropped the heavy,hard,large, 700lbs, bolder then sighed in feeling good and weak. Cheroki's eyes raised in buoyant and a cheerful manner "Thank you miss!! God bless you! Whats your name miss..miss?" "TigerLilly.." I smiled and looked at his arm "your arm its bleeding.. hear.." I quickly grabbed some water from the rocks and got some leaves and placed directly on the wound.." then smiled and winked. "ahhhh..Thank you, TigerLilly.." with his good arms he grabbed fore beads and fore bands that were gray like the rocks and crystals. "hear, take them, a thank you for me, a thank you for saving my life..." he smiled and I looked at him and hugged him "thank you!" I will never take them off, ever!!" Chetroki put them on me slowly and when she did he would say what witch on meant "First bead, Strength. Second bead, Thoughtful. Third bead, Dose not give up. Forth Bead....Loving... then he garbed the rags and told me these are vary important " I made these out of crystals, gems, and stone.. These items with show you that your stronger and more powerful then you think.." I nodded then I whispered back "I will come back one day..." Then waved my paw goodbye. "so-long TigerLilly...so-long" he spoke then vanished in the cold, creepy, cave.

* Sexuality; Shes strate~

* Shes more of an adventure kinda gal

* She rarely takes off her leg warmers and bandana (only when she needs to)

* her strips are vary rare for a kia to have.

* She NEVER will be a vegetarian or go on a diet

* Her friends call her Tiger girl, Lilly, or Tiger

* She can be both, a tom boy and girly girl. it just depends on her mood.

Roar by : Katie Parry

Her personality is quite different... She is
hero-oik, loving, caring, sweet, adventurer, a mutational, forgiving, sometimes hardheaded, independent, and daring.

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(maybe might do more then three pieces of art)

[SkySmoke]

ησ мαттєя ωнαт уσυ нανє gσηє тняσυgн ιη уσυя уσυтн, ιт ιѕ αвσυт ωнσ уσυ ¢нσσѕє тσ вє ιη ℓιƒє. уσυ ¢αη ∂єƒιηє уσυя σωη ∂єѕтιηу. уσυ ¢αη вє ѕтяσηgєя тнαη α νєяу ∂郃ι¢υℓт ραѕт αη∂ σνєя¢σмє ιт. – αηgєℓιηα נσℓιє

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I am SkySmoke. A current non-kia owner.

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I went through many names before choosing one. Dysis is greek in origin and means sunset and was inspired by her colors. I pronounce it "die-sis". She often goes by the nickname Dy (die)

Who she was:

6 years old

“Who wants to write some letters on the board?”

As soon as the teachers asked, calls of “me, me” rang out in the class room. The most eager was a young girl named Dysis; her gray eyes shone with excitement and she jumped up when the teacher called her name. She was instructed to write the letter ‘A’. She searched for the blue chalk.

“What are you doing Dysis?”

“Looking for the blue.”

“Just write it in any color.”

“But…’A’ is blue. Doesn’t it have to be in the right color?”

“Come sit down if you are going to be picky.”

“I’m not…but isn’t ‘A’ blue?” The young girl’s eyebrows furrowed in frustration and she bit her lower lip in an effort not to cry.

“No. Letters and colors are different. Sit down.”

She shuffled back to her seat, her face hid behind the veil of her long black hair. A few tears escaped her eyes as the kids around her whispered “freak”.

16 years old
“What’s the matter? Can’t read because you can’t figure out what color the letters are?”

A group of girls walked past Dysis and knocked the book out of her hands. She lowered her head, letting her hair fall around her face as she subconsciously pulled her sleeves down over her wrists to make sure no one saw the marks there. She knew if she moved or talk back it would just get worse. The girls rolled their eyes and walked away and Dysis picked up her book and started walking; so much for sitting under the tree out front to avoid going home. She knew she would hear about her grades when she got home. It was report card day. She sighed and steeled herself for the insults to come. She just had to make it through the lecture then she could be alone in her room.

Later that night Dysis lay on her bed, the tears silently rolling down her cheeks. The thumb of her left hand ran over the word on her right arm. Vanish. She didn’t know why she chose that word; it had just felt right the first time. She knew from the very first time that it would scar, but it didn’t matter. It was the only thing that took her mind off of everything for a while; the only thing that felt right anymore. She wanted to stop, but she wasn’t really sure she ever could...

Present Day (in her own words)
Every scar tells a story...so I guess that means at some point I was writing my own. I've come to terms with it now. It made me a very different person. I wasn’t always this outspoken and confident…

I have synesthesia. In my case letters have colors and some names and words have tastes. No one realized what I had until I was older. Any time I mentioned it when I was younger I got made fun of, so I just stopped saying anything. It made learning very hard. I fell behind, and was made fun of even more. By the time I was a teenager I was incredibly depressed. I had no friends, no one I felt I could turn to. I turned to hurting myself because...well...I just couldn't handle keeping all of the pain inside anymore.

Most of my scars have healed, but some - the worst - remain. I choose to keep them covered for now. That’s why I wear these gray leg warmers. The rest of the ensemble is just to make a "look" but really the only important part is the leg warmers. It’s not that I'm ashamed...I'm not. I will tell my story if I am asked. But I don't need, or want, anyone feeling sorry for me.



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Who she has chosen to become -
Dysis is intelligent and quick witted with a sharp tongue. Offend her, or say something she deems 'stupid' and she will be sure to let you know. She has become quite adept at fitting in with anyone, anywhere and talking about anything. Don't let this facade fool you, because just when you think you are getting to know her, she will prove you wrong. Her outgoing, social butterfly personality is just a charade. If she lets people think they know her, they won't bother trying to actually know her, which is perfectly fine with her. She plays her emotional cards very close to home and lets very few people know the real her. Don't think she lies to others though. She never pretends to be something she's not; rather, she chooses exactly what others get to see.

Behind the mask she wears at first lies the real Dy. Once she lets you in, she is fiercely loyal. All of her emotions are incredibly intense which is why she prefers to keep them hidden from others. She loves, and hates, with an intensity that borders on obsession. If she loves you, she will go to the ends of the earth to make you happy. If she hates you, she will also go out of her way to make you miserable. She is an incredibly impatient creature and has zero tolerance for stupidity. She is also aware that she is quite pretty. She's not vain, but she is also not above using her looks to her advantage.



Art:

Head shot by Bebop

Ugh, you're annoying by Umalia

Aren't I Cute? by Bella

Uncertain by Bella

Sometimes I'm Awkward - by Lucifer.

[Peachpie1164]

This darling is just to gorgeous, but I have to drop out, I am trying out for to many at the moment XD
I really love this one so much XD
Good luck to everyone staying in the competition though ^^
She will go to the most wonderful home.

[Spirest]

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Now THIS is a reserve
Oh mah gee these Kias are just too adorable