[~Levi~]

ALEX

There are people out there who hate me and who say I'm arrogant, vain, and whatever. That's all part of my success. I am made to be the best.

Male - he/him

prompt - he just used to enjoy working other kalons up and sometimes they come back to pick another fight
(not that he's apposed to that)

It had been a long time since Alex had been bothered by or cared much for anything. Having grown up to be naturally aloof and not very serious most kalons aren't too bothered by him. He views it as co-existing without much interaction. However if someone does make a wrong move or insult him a bit too much they should run. Quickly. This is because he views fights as cheap thrills and as he is easily bored it hep make daily life a bit more interesting. Despite this he does have a group of so called 'friends' and he enjoys spending time with them, often doing stupid and dangerous things to try and get a thrill, but he wouldn't say they're close. They might know his favourite colour and that he has a sister, but not much else, and definitely not anything about how he thinks.

A good way to explain him would be to say his emotions are muted - definitely not missing- but they are not as strong for him as other kalons (hence him often feeling bored), because of this he uses logic and even with his own lack of emotions he can read others very well. This makes him seem cold, but as previously stated he isn't really bothered by much - including how others perceive him. But when he was younger, he was a lot more wild, full of pride to the point of arrogance and with his logical thinking he would come off as haughty as well, because of this he did a great job of angering other kalons - especially if they were rather prideful as well. Another point of friction was his looks - while the girls found his marking interesting and mysterious (backed up by his personality) and because of this he used to be a bit of a playboy, which only irritated the guys more.

And so when Alex was approached by one of the guys from the athletic team he wasn't very surprised. The other kalon went on to accuse Alex of 'stealing' his girl he barely raised an eyebrow. A few harsh words were swapped while the other kalon became more angered Alex kept his cool. This of course was part of Alex’s plan and give him an edge in the fight. Finally the other kalon snapped, leaping at Alex with a growl. Blows were exchanged briefly before resulting in Alex coming out on top with a triumphant but lazy smirk and look that said ‘ this wasn’t even a fight’.

Alex wins most fights he gets into, not only due to his logical thinking and large amount of experience but also due to the fact he had learnt various martial arts throughout his life. He also has no qualms about using underhand tactics (though he doesn’t usually involve other people- that makes the situation dull and predictable) however, he does have a so called reputation to keep and so often doesn’t want to (and usually doesn’t have to) rely on them.

Now days he gets in a lot less fights, most people know not to mess with him and so are able to coexist. The only fights he gets into are if the other Kalon is stupidly worked up by his comments and forgets their place or if it’s a new hotshot kalon in town thinking to challenge him after hearing stories of his previous fights. This is because he has earnt (not through good deeds alone) a high social standing and an unofficial title of ‘king’ – but perhaps a more dictator-based title would be more suited.

600/600 words

~Levi~

[watts]

username:
name:
gender:
prompt:

mark

[CO1LD]

Win or Lose
Its how you chose

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username: oneinthecold|
name: Devin|
gender: Male|
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Some people would laugh at the phrase 'silent but deadly', but for Devin, it sent shivers up everyones spines.
He's the kid that rarely speaks, but when he does, everyone holds their breath. He's also the kind that many are dared to challenge. Devin has lived a pretty lonely life, its not his fault, its just his demeanor, they way he looks. His eyes are cold and his build is stiff. He is pretty much a rock. He doesn't mind being alone, but sometimes its not always so good. Usually their is a few bored bullies who want to go that extra level, rather then stealing lunch money, they go for the big piece. Sadly, Devin is that piece. As he was walking out the school, his bag heavily laying on his shoulders, he was pushed to the ground.
"Show me what you got, come on!" The bully said, cracking his knuckles. He's had a few try him, he's always handled them, but this time, it was different. Devin felt a surge of fear as a circle formed around him and the attacker. He wasn't used to this much attention. This one...he meant business, and Devin was willing to offer.
"I don't want to fight you." Devin said calmly, and a hush went over the crowd. "I wish to be on my way."
"Well, you'll have to go through me first!" Devin puffed up his chest and rolled his shoulders as he set down his back pack. The bully gulped. "I-im not afraid of you! You're all show!"
"If that's true," Devin said. "Why don't you show me what YOU got?" The bully looked around, a smile forming. He ran at Devin, fist held back till the last second he swung. Devin stepped aside, let the fist fly by, along with the bully, who fell. Kids laughed as the bully staggered. With rage he began to swing wildly, but he just dodged. With a quick turn of his body, Devin grabbed the bullies arm and pinned it behind him, making it lock. The bully began to panic as his arm was pulled back further.
"STOP! STOP!" Devin let go and pushed him to the ground. He stood over him, grabbing him by the shirt.
"I don't want you to make me ever have to do this dance again. Or next time, I will break it!" The bully sobbed in fear as Devin went through the crowd, it splitting quickly in his wake.
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Devin let his mind go blank as he went home. He sighed, thinking about the fight, should he tell his mother? Better not. After 10 minutes , sharp pain hit him in the back of the head. He reached back and felt blood, turning to see the same bully, along with two others with slingshots. Its annoyance that fueled him this time. He flung his bag to the ground, advancing towards the group.
"Don't worry guys," the bully said. "All bark, no bite." One kid came at Devin but he threw him aside. The other hit Devin's shoulder with another rock and he ripped the weapon out of their hand, smashed it over the kids head. Eyes merciless as he came to the main one.
"You coward." He growled as the bully began to back away. "Did you not hear the warning!" Devin stomped his foot and the bully took off like a shot in the other direction. Devin controlled his breathing and brought his hand to the back of his head again. It was bleeding pretty bad. He sighed and quickened his pace, hoping his mother would understand.

(600 words)

[noch]

username: succulent
name: jen
gender: male
prompt: accidental fight between the school's top three worst kids

Curiosity kills the cat, they always say. Jen believes this, but doesn't follow it. His curiosity always gets the best of him; from smelling dangerous fumes in alchemy to almost touching a poisonous frog when they went behind-the-scenes at the local zoo.

It was nearing winter break when Jen got the incredible idea to go and snoop around some of the school's most-feared bullies - Alex, Cooper and Justin. They were big, muscular, and would punch anything that remotely looks alive. One of them was almost expelled for crushing a squirrel on campus, but was let off on a warning after he accused it on some other kalon, who accused it on one of his side boys. He was suspended for two weeks.

Jen stumbled out of their last class and darted to their locker, where they shoved his unneeded materials into his black backpack. He snaked his way through friends groups and taller high-school seniors until he found his way to the library. After months of annual "gang meet-ups" between the three, Jen knew exactly where they were; Back left corner, but not really, in-between two bookshelves that cast a shadow in between themselves, like a dank alleyway.

Jen moved like a mouse, winding through all of the shelves and dodging the eyes of the two librarians working there. He heard some whispering that sounded deep and ghoul-like, and knew he found them.

Thing was, this wasn't their usual hiding spot. It was more centered in the library, and more out in the open. It was still covered, of course, they aren't stupid. Well.. not that stupid.

Jen heard them immediately shush when he stopped walked nearby. A faint growl was heard and he knew that something is going to go wrong.

"Hey!" Alex yelled, grabbing Jen by the hood of his sweatshirt. "What are you doing here, punk?" "You rat, tell us!" The others boomed. The librarians were shouting now, and fast footsteps were echoing throughout the large room.

Jen swallowed hard. He couldn't fight; he was just a noodle that looked dangerous!

Jen closed his eyes as a bead of sweat danced down his forehead. He was then swiftly punched in the stomach and dropped, curled up into a ball, and started to cry.

He was kicked, punched, and yelled at by the three bullies. The librarian came over and scolded the three, pulling them by the ears and dragging them out. The other lady came over and tried to get Jen up, but he refused to move.

He didn't want to be the cat anymore.
419 words.

[broken*]

username: broken*
name: cordelia, also known as cora (french origin, meaning "heart of a lion")
gender: female
prompt: wip
-wishes to be left alone
-has seen pain & death before
-typically just walks away
-they made fun of her dead family
-won the fight

"i was just a kit when they died. and yet i was still old enough to remember every gruesome detail of the event that unfurled before me. my mother's name was aurora, my father's name was maddox, and i had two siblings in my litter; two brothers names were nixon and zander. there was once a time where i was a friendly, sweet kalon who enjoyed conversing with others; oh boy was i a chatterbox who could talk to anyone about anything. my family was a bit abnormal, to say the very least. instead of going around and being with whomever they wanted, my parents actually fell in love with each other, and planned to live out their days together. that's precisely what ended up happening. there was an attack; i was the only one that managed to hide, because i was the smallest of the five, and because my pelt was the darkest and i could most easily bled in with the dark surrounding me. i watched a stranger, at least technically he was to me, kill my family, all because of some grudge against my father from years well before my birth. he was my father's brother axel, whom we had been forbidden from interacting with because of his dangerous habits and anger issues. but enough about my past, lets go to the present. from that day forward, everything about who i was changed. i shut out everyone that tried to comfort me, wanting nothing more than to be left alone. i'm still the same way to this day; i hate anyone that attempts to get close to me and refuse to let anyone in past the walls that i have built up. it was about two months ago when a group of kalons decided to target me for no reason. there were three of them, all roughly around my age, who had been born in the same town as me, and had grown up with me after the deaths occurred. they came after me because, simply put, they're bullies. and when i was a kit i would have just taken the beating and dealt with their harsh words. but not anymore and not after what they said. they had thought it was funny, a joke even, to say things about my dead family in the most rude context imaginable. how my brothers were better off dead than doing nothing for society since they were such idiots, how my father should have been expecting this but he was too thick to have realized, how my mother would have been better off taking the kits away rather than staying.. it was all too much. i dont remember exactly what happened next, only that everything was a blur of teeth and claws and fur and blood. in a mater of minutes, the three other kalons were on the floor; two were writhing in pain, and the third was unconscious. sure, i was bleeding from several areas of my body, but i remember clearly the smirk on my face as i limped away from that battle; i had won."

[sapphirelion]

username: sapphirelion
name: Eli
gender: male
prompt:

Eli would get into a fight by defending someone else.
He can't take watching anyone being belittled by someone who thinks they are better than them.
He is quick, rough, and brutal in his defending (he tries to stick to hand to hand combat over weapons, but if his opponent has a weapon he won’t hesitate to use it against them).
Many have referred to him as a ninja since he appears suddenly and it is all over within a couple of minutes.
If you were to see him on the street you would stay as far away as you could, because that's just how he looks.
He doesn’t want to connect with anyone when he defends them or otherwise because he believes that emotion would hinder his work and his life past it.

[justamindset]

username: DragonOfEmber
name: Lynn
gender: Male
prompt:


Definitely a tough boy, Lynn would win in a fight. He doesn't go around looking for them, though. Lynn tends to stick to himself, quite often going out of his way to avoid people.

Avoid, avoid, avoid! Lynn screamed at himself when he saw the huge group of Kalons coming his way. Too late, they saw him.
Blarg! He cried internally, waiting for them to approach. The tough crowd was never one he wanted to be around; they were always starting fights. Today, they wanted to start a fight with him.

Lynn used to be a Kalon fighter in the Kalon fighting ring, which was much like a dog fighting ring, except for Kalons instead. He managed to fight his way to the top by being resourceful and watchful when it came to his opponents. Lynn - though not wanting this fight - was ready for it.

Lynn stared down the leader of the group, watching the way they moved, documenting any form of weakness, noting every subtle movement his opponent made.

And then, without words, the fight began. Teeth and claws tearing at Lynn in an uncoordinated style, while Lynn easily blocked and manipulated how his opponent fought. Within minutes, the fight was over and Lynn was standing on top of the other Kalon, proving once again, Lynn is a top fighter.

Though Lynn is tough, he is not mean, just a bit cautious of everyone and everything.

[bakuraas.]

username: Golden-Boy
name: Sheldrake Mansen
gender: Male
prompt:

wip

[Soll]

username: Soll
name: Aaron
gender: Male
prompt: res with someone bullied his friends!

[drift.]

username: Perfect Drift
name: Wayne
gender: Male
prompt: