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is a little insecure, and worries a lot inside. usually presents hims
elf as a happy cheerful guy though. he's normally extremely nice
as well. luc often bottles up emotions as he doesn't want to burde
n anyone, and it causes him to switch moods terrifyingly quick
for brief and rare moments.
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he's afraid of being alone. this stems off fro
m the lack of attention he recieved, somthi
ng thatcomes along with a large family. this
molds his personality in a way that, he'll try
to the most kindest as possible in hopes tha
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Mun·chau·sen's syn·drome
noun
noun: Munchausen syndrome

a factitious¹ disorder, in which a person repeatedly and deliberately acts as if they have a physical or mental
illness when they are not really sick.

1. fac·ti·tious
/fakˈtiSHəs/
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artificially created or developed.
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usually he'd help out with a smile, humming under hisxxxxxxhe didn't know why he did it. maybe because that day,
breath, singing soft tunes to his siblings. he wonderedxxxxxxhe was especially sore from walking back and forth to
what happened.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxfetch the water; heavy buckets seeming to weigh the
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with such a large family, he knew he shouldn't expectxxxxxxyoungest wouldn't stop crying and fighting over a
to be showered with attention. that would be selfish.xxxxxx.broken toy. whatever it seemed to be, when he went
his parents are busy enough, and so all he can do isxxxxxxxxto bed, then when he woke up, he didn't move
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be a good thing. but he can't chase away thestill xxxxxxxx.xshuffled up weakly; a pained expression on his face.
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perhaps he'd broken it. perhaps.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand he'd reply, it still hurts.
hey, it wasn't totally a lie, a corner of his mind xxxxxxxxxxxand guilt would claw at his heart, but he loved
whispered back. your legs are awfully tired.xxxxx'exxxxxxxtheir worried faces directed at him.

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i gave my dad a weary smile. he gave me a sigh of exhaustion, sitting down next to where i
sat up in bed. his eyes were dull with a full day's work. my heart sped up just a fraction.
compared to before, they really do spend a lot of time on me now. guilt.

he said to me, softly; seemingly incapable to summon a voice any louder than a whisper,
"how have you been feeling?" i looked down at my leg. by this point, it felt perfectly fine.

"it still hurts," i replied. lies. why are you still lying? dad's eyes seem to look more
hollow, sunken in, expecting it yet still dissapointed. i'm sorry. i love you?

"i'm starting to worry... it's been so long. what if somethings really wrong with your leg?
i wan't to get it checked out," he said. i tried to school my expression, fearing he could
hear the rapid thunder of my heart. beat. beat. beat.

"i don't want to go to the doctor," i said quietly.
"but why not?" he questioned, honestly lost as to what he should do. "i've told you...
don't worry about the money. if your health is this serious, we can find a way to handle it."

beat beat beat. i'm sorry. we would have more money if i went out to work again.

i shook my head. "no, don't worry so much. worry more about the younger ones; i'm fine."
maybe that was a confession. maybe. disguised as brushing it off, yet still calling for more.
more.

im sorry. i love you? please love me.

and he went off. both left with a gaping heart.

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everyone was out. well, most of everyone. the youngest was still here. they should still be taking a nap. i craned my head to stare at the opposite side of the room to confirm, yes, the small child was sleeping away peacefully; blanket sprawled haphazardly over them.

the oldest and the youngest child, i mused blankly.

i slowly crawled up, stretching the kinks out after not moving much for a good amount. making my way silently over to where they slept, i crouched to peer at them better. they looked so calm and innocent, and a soft smile unknowingly tugged at my face. i crouched there for who knows how long, mind blank in a tranquil way as i listened to their mellow inhales and exhales.

maybe i should've been frightened; rushed back to where i laid as the kid started to stir. but it felt so right to continue watching, watch as they blearily blinked their big eyes to peer at me. how nice it was to be so young, to not experience the other realm so unlike home and comfort.

i brought my hand up to soosh at them softly. already satisfied with that, the child closed their eyes slowly once more, not taking much time to relapse into the drug called sleep. how lovely did purity look. there was always something special about that certain age range. young enough that everything was still so simple, so uncomplicated. it made my heart flutter and smile uncontrollable. i really did love ki—

hearing the front door open suddenly, my head whipped to the sound. who's back?

i attempted to dive onto the other end of the room where i should've been, eyes trained on the door with panic. it swung open.

it was as if time stopped, the tired of face of my mother that was revealed quickly morphed into one of shock. i was frozen there in mid motion, a heavy stone settling in my chest. thoughts like tendrils creeped into my mind, whispering how i knew this would happen eventually.

what was surprising though, was the sense of relief. doesn't this mean i don't have to lie anymore?

i stood up properly, and i could hear a sharp intake from my mother. i looked off to the side sheepishly. i gathered my feelings. took a breath in, and opened my mouth—

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younger sibling in his lap, chin rested on the smaller's head
arms wrapped around, embrace begging to protect
he ♪sings soft tunes♫ with the setting sun

and the simple child hums along, not knowing what the words mean
swaying and watching the clouds float by
dyed orange and red with the setting sun

he holds the pure child's hand, in the realm of comfort and home
guard desperately against the other realm
the realm unknown to someone so soft and simple

even with a body tired from a long day of work, he swings his arms cheerfully
a smaller hand clutched in his
walking home refresh and start a new day of new work
and he sings softly

and sings when he stares out the window
dreaming to the shooting star
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[candystars.]

dropping bc I lost connection and can't come up with anything <//333

I really reeeaaalllyyyy love this kalon tbh if i had a kalon i'd probably trade them for him bye

anyways good luck to all!! :>>

[Burn.]

username- burninfalmes
kalon name- Aslan
kalon gender- male
personality- Aslan is a very quiet and reserved Kalon who usually sits back and enjoys the company of others. He usually only voices his mind when he feels its very necessary or feels strongly about a certain topic. Though, Aslan enjoys the company of others its mostly just a few Kalons he is very closely
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I have to <3

[Anza]

So gorgeous! But I lost my connection sadly!
Good luck everyone!

[nazghuls]

username: Vampirizian
kalon name: Veto
kalon gender: Male
personality: Adventurous, outgoing, kind, empathetic, good listener
biggest dream: He doesn't talk about it much, but he wants a steady relationship. He's so busy helping others that he doesn't get much time for himself.
biggest fear:His biggest fear is that the spirits he hears in the forest turn bad and harm his friends.

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kalon name: Tadari
kalon gender: male
pronouns: he/him or they/them mostly, but
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[wajas]

Hmmm ress?? <3

[Lilybug1997]

username: Lilybug97

kalon name: Baxter

Kalon Nickname: Batty

kalon gender: Male

personality: Batty is a bit of an eccentric. He does not believe in conventional views and it often alienates him from other Kalons. Because you know, he believes in the paranormal and supernatural. Batty lives alone and does not often mingle with others because it becomes frustrating when he tries to explain is opinions to others or when they realize what he is talking about and they either leave or make fun of him. On the rare occasion he does find someone who will humor him and listen. But where he really finds solace is in online forums where he can find other Kalons that share the same beliefs. Anyone who decides to befriend him finds that he is a rather happy, laid back creature. When at home he enjoys searching the web reading about paranormal discoveries and listening to creepy pastas on the internet. And when he does leave the house it is not for very long becasue he summers from CFS.

[ Chronic Fatigue Syndrome ]
Chronic fatigue syndrome, or CFS, causes you to feel so tired that you can’t complete normal, daily activities.

biggest dream: His biggest dream is to find evidence of spiritual or extra terrestrial life. The thought of actually meeting something like this terrifies him but he believes that out of all the encounters and stories out there some part of them must be true. He wishes for something more exciting then what he has in his day to day life. [59]

biggest fear: His biggest fear is falling to his death, or just falling in general. Because of this he absolutely hates heights, if he is in a building it could collapse of the window or railing might break and he could fall over the edge. This also prevents him from going on airplanes because it could lose power and crash. In the middle of the night he sometimes has nightmares where he is falling and it causes him to wake up in a sweat and start panicking.


Bet you wish you were here:
I couldn't help but let out a little sicker as I tucked the post card I made into a cream envelope. Its going to one of my friends I made on a blog discussing the possibility of a creature living in the forest that had long spindly arms and razor like figures that dragged along the ground behind it. Honestly she is one of only a small few that I actually keep in contact with outside of the internet. She found it amusing that I live in a little SUV out in the woods near the beach. I'm not really scared of the dark or being along even if I believe in things that could harm me.

All artwork is done by me

[ᴅ ᴇ s ᴛ ɪ ᴇ ʟ]

Good luck all ! I cant wait to see who wins this adorbale beb! All the forms are exceptional

[clastlog]

Good luck everyone <3