[Cinnamon Heart]

Username: Cherry_Tart
Name: Quill
Gender: male

[Flooffy]

Username: Flooffy
Name: Genesis
Gender: Male
Art Wip

[Amymay99]

Username: Amymay99
Name: Bayne
Gender: Male

Wip

[ScribbleScrib]

Username: PaigeyTheCatLady
Name: Percy Fenn
Gender: Male

(In the perspective of a Percy Fenn superfan watching the news, AKA my own Kal, Skitt!)
Thursday night, I sat down on the couch as I usually did after a long day's work. I turned on the TV to watch today's chaos around the world. Shootings, kidnaps, and my daily dose of cute puppies being heroically rescued by your average Kal. Suddenly, the news anchor mentions the name of your favorite model. Percy Fenn! The screen cuts to a man in the middle of the street, speaking with a gorgeously handsome Percy in all his glory. Something seems different though..
"To those on the street, he's a rich model with so much money he couldn't complain about a thing. In reality...he is so much of the opposite...Percy Fenn is her on the scene to give you the full scoop of his crazy life behind the scenes!" the man shouts to the camera, as it pans over to Percy himself. He coughs (Oh even his cough is perfect!) and finally speaks, his voice like smooth butter, "Ah, um..yes! My crazy life! Something I'm sure my fans would love to hear about." He flattened his ears a bit, embarrassed. Why was he embarrassed? Percy Fenn never gets embarrassed! "I'd love to tell you how I've gone from being poor and dirty and sad, to a life of luxury. However, it's nothing like that at all, and I think everyone will be shocked to hear that I am indeed not living the high life of a celebrity. Most of my money leaves my pocket the instant I receive it. Why, you ask? Well, while I'm enjoying my life and living every day with a full stomach and a house to live, there are others who don't get to go through life without worrying about

those things. My money, my efforts...they all go to you guys, out there!" He gestures to the invisible audience around him, a sparkle in his eye as he smiles that perfect, yet signature yellow-teethed smile! "I want everyone out there to live happy and healthy lives! Whether you're young or old, worrying about whether you'll eat that day isn't something that you should ever worry about! Charities, giveaways, and so much more events I host to make others happy! I wouldn't have a career without you guys, so I want to give back to those that really matter the most!" The reporter, clearly shocked by Percy's words, stammers as he asks, "Oh, surely you're just saying that to get on the good side of your viewers! Who would ever just give away such hard-earned money?" Percy scoffed at his question, "Those who actually care about the world around them would, you ignorant society robot! To prove that I'm not lying about this, the next person who calls the news channel's number gets my next paycheck!" The reporter growled angerly and signaled to the cameraman behind the scenes to turn off the cameras, clearly distraught and upset by Percy's words. Then..it was over.

I quickly scrambled to my phone and dialed Percy's number myself. I wasn't going to waste any time looking for this news channel's number. Breathing heavily now, out of anger and excitement, I hear the phone ring once...twice...three times, "Hello? Who is this?" A familiar voice rang through my phone. I hold in a scream, hardly able to believe that I got an answer! "Hello! My name is Skitt...I just wanted to let you know that you are my hero, and that news channel is full of a bunch of foolish robots! You're amazing, and never forget it!" A small sniffle comes from the other line. Is he crying? I made Percy Fenn himself...cry! "Thank you, Skitt! That is the kindest thing anyone has said to me in a while. For your words of kindness, you will get my next paycheck, and more. You deserve it for being loyal to me, despite the opinions of society bringing me down. Thank you." Percy sniffles and hangs up the phone. Percy Fenn..thanked me. I can't believe it.
WIP needs all the arts!

[sun struck]

Username: Sun Struck
Name: Atlan
Gender: Female


Atlan smiled with satisfaction, looking at her canvas.
Splattering and blowing planted the most flavorful characters on her paintings.
"This is what 'freedom' would look like if it could ever be captured, but then it wouldn't be freedom now, would it?" Alan spoke to herself as she flicked her brush leaving another streak of bright orange on her canvas.
"Ya see what I mean? So unpredictable, unplanned, so Free"
She pulled out a straw and blew on a puddle of Red paint.
"Ah, yes...It flows perfectly.....This is what brings life to my art!"
Atlan steped back a few paces and looked at the finished product. A smile tinkled in her lips, as the sense of love and pride crossed her face. Then the all-to-familiar heartache made its appearance. I will have to sell this piece away...Like my other beloved pieces...
"Go show the world the taste of Freedom.. Go...Fly.."
Alan expected the heartaches to be gone after doing it so many times, But she could't help but get attached to every single piece she created... But she had to let go of them. It was her job. Her job that she loved so much. Seeing her pieces getting sold at high, high prices made her feel proud, it reflected who she was, and at times she felt like it defined how much she's worth.'I was born to do this' Atlan thought, looking at the markings on her shoulders and back that looked a lot like a result of splatter painting. She lightly touched her nose on the canvas, eyes closed. Her hands gripping the frame.
"You will give people Hope and Pride...You will do others more good than what you can do to me.."
She leaned her head on it, her forehead touching the canvas. She stepped back again, with a sad smile, and left. It was to be auctioned tomorrow morning. (312)

Art/photograph belongs to their rightful owners, it is just there since that's similar to what Atlan would have had on her canvas:)

[sun struck]

Not sure why...but apparently I posted two forms in a row with different names and gender....;;

[~Ash Wolf~]

Merk

[Fire At Heart]

Mark

[CaptiveLegacy]

I'm extending this competitin until June 4th at noon EST!

[waffle02]

"Young Volcones" by Fall Out Boy

As you get o l d e r,
it is harder to have h e r o e s,
but it is sort of n e c e s s a r y
~ Ernest Hemingway

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Username: waffle02

Name: Calix
Gender: Male
Accessories:
~~Scarf-
Calix's scarf symbolizes his contrast in personality,
for he wants to be brave and
help others but also loves to be free and wild,
doing whatever he pleases.
That is why his scarf almost looks like a double-sided arrow
and usually flows pointing in two different directions,
to show how he is often torn between being good or being free.
The way his scarf always appears to fly even if there is no wind.


~~Gloves-
Calix's gloves show his adventurous spirit and reckless bravery.
He bought the gloves when he originally planned on learning
hand to hand combat, but after trying them on he decided that
they would be better as his hero gloves,
and when he got older he just never took them off.
The gloves often remind Hunter about what
his dreams were as a child,
of being a super hero and fighting crime,
but as he got older they became much more.
He started to use them as a guard to protect his paws
from his adventures and they never disappointed.
In the end it was his gloves that encouraged him to become reckless.
He no longer feared anything and
went to be the rash kalon we know today.

Calix has always been a free and wild spirit ever since he was young. He would venture off from home to explore the world beyond and try to discover everything in his grasp. As he got older and his family got a TV he began to watch superhero cartoons and found his true passion: helping people. Soon he began running to the neighbors house daily to see if they needed help with anything and started to help on the community garden by plowing and planting each season. For years he became know as the town's little helper, though he often got into lots of mischief because of it. Today Calix lives in a big city so he doesn't tend to run around asking if he can help everybody. Sometimes when walking around if he senses danger he will scope it out and take out criminals before the police even arrive. This tends to put him in bad standings with most officers, but some appreciate his help for the minor crimes. Calix still dreams of exploration and being free from the humdrum of modern life, but he also feels that being in the city helps him to be a true hero like he dreamed as a child.