[Catskitten]

Username:Catskitten
Name:Elsa
Gender:Female
Brief Personality + History: (800 words maximum)
Are they in control of their powers and how do they use them? What are their feelings toward their abilities?:
(2000 words maximum)

res zero name regrets

[Karmel]

Update:
There were some changes to the limits as I received certain feedback that users may have difficulty fitting their desired ideas into the constraint. Just a small reminder though that you do not have to use all words in the limit, but you do have to stay within it. c:

The word limit for the Personality + History section was raised to 800 words from 500.
The world limit for the Prompt was raised to 2000 words from 1500.

[kidcandy]

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aello | ezekiel | male [he/him]

"Not so average after all"
goofy, loud, clumsy,
humorous, dramatic, generous
forgiving, hard-working, loyal
romantic, selfless, ambitious,
confidential, private, slightly blunt,
destructive, fearful, impulsive,
obnoxious, persuasive, resentful,
lively, boyish, trusting,
risktaker.

[26 words, 237 characters]

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"Ezekiel here"
Monday, January 1st, 3015 - 6:05:23 pm
Alright, so here it goes. My name is Ezekiel. I was born in the year 3000, just when the threat of nuclear war had vanished, and the threat of extraterrestrial life had begun. No one head really expected the war threats to happen, but they did. So yeah, thats when all of this began. The government apprehended me when I was only four for a project called SHX. My parents had died in the crash a year before that and my sister and I were living in a foster home. I still remember her screams as they took me from the home... I am fifteen now, and the first trials will begin tomorrow. In the next month or two, I will undergo treatments to become a superhero. I haven't been told much about how this is going to work, but I know that I've been waiting my whole life for this. I'm the youngest person in my team and I'm completely terrified. They've had a couple more years to train, learn, and work at becoming a superhero. I'm beginning my treatments tomorrow so I'll be signing off early tonight, see you tomorrow with updates.

Sunday, January 7th, 3015 - 7:13:43 pm
My first week of trials is over, and nothing has hurt more. Basically, whats happening here is the scientists here are injecting me with shots of freezing blue liquid. They've declined to tell me what it is, so screw it I'm just going to go with the flow on this one. I haven't really gained anything yet, except ever since the first injections, I've been cold all the time. I've gotten sick a few times, but the doctors say that that should wear off- and I'm hoping they're right. Signing off.

Saturday, January 13th, - 5:30:01 pm
Another week of trials and I've noticed a few things starting to happen. My hair is growing at abnormally rapid speeds, both from my head and tail. I now have two notches at the top of my head, that could either be tumors or horns. Tumors would be cool and all, but I'm really hoping for the horns. And lastly, no matter where I am in the compound, I can sneeze, fart, breathe, ice and snow. Not to mention the coldness from the first week of trials has continuously gotten worse, except I'm more used to it. Signing off.

Sunday, January 14th, - 3:02:48 am
So, I just woke up with excruciating pain in both of my front legs. I don't whats going on, but I'm about to head to medical. Will update sometime soon on my condition. Signing off for now.

Monday, January 22nd, - 8:59:11 pm
It's been about a week since my last log... I've got some newer developments with the trial. My pelt color has changed from its doe-like pelt, to having a light blue color cover my back. It's cold to the touch and the spots within the blue, glow! The spots range from my shoulders to my hind end. Another change is now I have horns; no tumors for me. They're only nubs right now, but if they're anything like the consistency of other cervidae, they will continue to grow. And lastly, the biggest shocker I think- My uh, legs, they uh, fell off. Completely off. I had nubs for about two days before the doctors noticed a regrowth, but in all of my limbs. Sooo not only am I growing into a giant, I'll be growing hooves as well. It's been quite a shocker really, but what did I expect? I'm in an undercover government testing lab in order to become a superhero. Oh well. Logging off.

Saturday, January 27th, - 5:34:58 pm
A week has past since I lost my front paws and I've been learning to use my hooves. I can honestly say I'm not upset or mad about this anymore. I actually kind of like my new legs. The trial is coming to a close and the doctors and I'm just now seeing my powers come in. Oh! I almost forgot, my horns have fully come in; they're a lot bigger than I initially expected them to be. In the next couple of weeks, we will restart training with our powers as a unit so that we preform better in combat. This will probably be my last regular log, as we have finally stopped treatment. It's been a good run, and I'm ready to save the world. Logging off.

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"It was a love-hate relationship for a while."


control
[current time, Saturday March 10th, 3010]

Contrary to popular belief, "you cannot control everything that happens to you. You can only control the way you respond to what happens. In your response, is your powers." In other words, it took Ezekiel a very long time to figure this out. In the beginning of the trials, Ezekiel tried to control his powers so much and so often that they actually rebelled again him. His powers had gained a mind of their own. It was in quite literal terms, a power struggle. The doctors and scientists couldn't figure out what Ezekiel's powers were doing, and why they were doing this. None of his team members had gone through this struggle like he did. Ezekiel would wake up after a nap, and his whole room would be covered in ice. If Ezekiel got angry or upset, an outburst could result in ice shards being flung across the room. It was a scary experience for himself and the other people around him; he began to resent his powers, and regret being brought into this.

Obey me, obey me, please.. obey me. Ezekiel had locked himself in his room for three weeks. He wouldn't take food or water- He wouldn't talk to anyone and he had ignored the pleas for him to come out. Nothing would made Ezekiel come out of his room. While sitting in the dark room, Ezekiel had noticed something special sitting in the corner of his room. A large glass owl sat there, though it wasn't like other glass sculptures. This one moved and when it did, it absolutely scared the crap out of Ezekiel. He knew immediately that he was the only person who could have created such a thing. Ezekiel took the owl as an apology gift from his powers. When he finally emerged from his room, the owl followed behind. A smile was cast upon Ezekiel's face, as he knew that something had changed. That day, he found new hope for the future; a future with less control.

Not a single soul could of guessed that Ezekiel had come to terms with his powers. Ever since his shut in, Ezekiel walked with confidence and happiness. His powers still did as they please- at least for now, but the powers and Ezekiel had seemed to have some sort of agreement. The less that Ezekiel tried to control his powers, the better they acted towards not only him, but to everyone else. Some compared Ezekiel's powers to that of a whining baby. If they didn't get their way, all heck would break loose. However, it wasn't until one of the simulation days, days where the heroes facility would fake a tragedy to see how the team would react, that everyone realized something about Ezekiel's powers. They weren't at all against him, they were for him in many, many ways.

That was the whole thing, his powers were never against him in the first place. Instead of being completely controlled by Ezekiel, his powers wanted a say in the relationship. As previously stated, his powers began to show that on a simulation day. Right as Ezekiel was about to be caught off guard by a stone minotaur, his powers had deflected the minotaur's punch and gave Ezekiel a chance to fight back. This showed that his powers were there to help him, especially in times of dire need. The scientists had noticed this right away and decided to put it to the test. They threw monster after monster at Ezekiel, hoping to find his weakness before some lowlife villain could. A break in the experiment finally happened when a Curseling, a ghastly creature that emits a very deadly and noxious gas, came at Ezekiel. His powers had no defenses worthy enough to help Ezekiel out. The powers in fact, couldn't even detect the Curseling. They were completely oblivious to the monster in the room, which left Ezekiel to fight the monster on his own. This resulted in a very hurt and very weak Ezekiel.

Returning from the medical ward, Ezekiel was ready to fight again. He know knew his only weakness and now desperately wanted to know what he could do to protect him from the gas the next time around. He knew that he had to gain more control over his powers in order to fight more effectively- however not too much control, because he liked the secondary fighting system that came with the little control. Days went by as Ezekiel continued to work on getting partial control over his powers. Each day he worked with it and gained more and more control. By day six, he had gained the amount of control that he wanted. However, through that time, Ezekiel had also figured out that he wouldn't be able to defeat the Spector type monsters anyways. How were you supposed to fight a monster that you can't touch?

"Observe due measure, for right timing is in all things the most important factor." Ezekiel repeated that saying often. Right timing, right timing, right timing. He knew that it would only be a matter of time before the next monster attack or simulation day, and this time, he would be entirely ready for it. After his soul searching hunt for control, Ezekiel could now control his powers on his own, and have his powers use them on their own. This meant that while fighting with his own powers more effectively, his powers would still be on the defensive. This is exactly how he wanted his powers. He knew he wasn't unstoppable, but between his powers and his teams powers, they would be unstoppable as a whole.

Later that week, Ezekiel got exactly what he was hoping for. Another ghastly creature called a Slagsoul came to destroy a large city. It wasn't an easy defeat, but the team defeated the monster, moreso with the help of Ezekiel. He finally got the chance to use his powers efficiently and correctly. No monster could ever stand in his way now.

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feelings
[fast-forward six years.]

"Welcome back to Good Morning America, It's Savanah Guthrie. Today we've brought in Ezekiel from the SHX team. Welcome to New York Ezekiel, lets get into it. How did you feel about becoming a superhero?"
"Initially, it was really intense. I had a lot of emotions here and there, but I was lucky to have my team with me to help me get through everything. Other than the over-all feelings I felt, I was really looking forward to becoming a superhero. There was a certain giddiness that I felt during the trials. I was so ready to become something that I knew would help people. But uh yeah, like I said it was intense and scary, but completely awesome- and I loved every minute of it."

"You actually have powers, we hear. How do you feel about those?"
"I used to be incredibly afraid of them- and myself as well. When the trials were over, and I noticed my powers were coming in, I became really unstable. It wasn't just emotions instability either. No matter what I did, for about six months, my powers seemed to have control over me. Thats what scared me. I didn't want to hurt anyone, so I refused to go on missions with the rest of the team. I refused to use my powers unless I knew that I wouldn't hurt anyone. After a while though I started to gain more and more control of my powers and I became far less fearful of them. Thats' when I truly understood how powerful I could be and how badly the team needed me. I love my powers now, and I surely wouldn't change them for the world. I couldn't imagine going back to my old self, the old me. I waited my whole entire life to help people who need it and now I'm strong enough to do it. It's just a great feeling honestly."

"How do you have time to do anything for yourself? I'm sure you don't want to be around your team 24/7?"
"You're right about that ahah! Most days, when we have the time, each member goes off to do their own thing. We're allowed three hours out of the sanctuary alone, so that really gives us our free time. But really, I don't mind spending so much time with my team. Like I said before, we look out for each other, we make sure we get our stuff done. Nothing goes unnoticed by the rest of the team, so we all have a very open relationship with each other."

"Wow, I bet that was really stressful. How do you handle the constant traveling, the working out, even the sleepless nights? I mean you've dedicated your whole life to this."
"How'd you know I wasn't sleeping? I'm just kidding aha. Surprising enough, I've been handling it all very well. When the team first started out, you know we fought the Dragtons from Planet 39, and I think after that I kinda realized what this job was going to be like. I think that the job has its perks and its downsides, but you start to really appreciate everything that gets thrown your way."

"You mentioned fighting the Dragtons, that was just the beginning. Last week you were in Tokyo fighting a giant robot, and the week before that you were spotted all the way down in South Africa saving a government center from attack. Does it ever feel lonely?"
"How could I ever feel alone when I have the paparazzi and my fan club following me around 24/7? No but really, it can get lonely. It can get really lonely if you let things get to you. Like I said before, I have my team to hold me up and we have a lot of fun together. They've really helped me feel better about my sister situation, they're like my family and I'd do anything for them."

"Speaking of your fanclub, how do you feel about that?"
"They mean no harm, and I love the gift baskets. Shout out to Karen from Pennsylvania for the bath bombs, super nice touch. Not going to lie though, it doesn't completely suck having billions of fangirls- and boys- screaming your name when you're saving the next president, or fighting off massive sea creatures."

"So I hear you have a nickname between you and your teammates?"
"Ahaha, I actually do. It's not the most creative nickname but I guess you could say that it fits. They'll call me Elsa when I tend to show my age a little bit more. As you know I'm the youngest in the group so when I get mad easily and storm off, I get a barrage of voices either singing "Let is go," or cooing, "Come back Elsa!!!" Thats when it becomes hard to storm off and be mad at them. Like I said, not the most creative name, but it makes me laugh almost every time so I can't really be mad about it.

"And one last thing, tell me about your cape."
"Theres a bunch of funny stories that come with that cape. If our team had a blooper reel, I'm sure I'd be on there twenty time because of that cape. Back when I was around 16, and the trials were over, I made my first cape. It was this ugly little thing but it was made out of my favorite blanket. They told me I couldn't wear the cap because A- is was dumb, and B- it was a safety hazard. And of course me being the rebellious sixteen year old I was, I wore the cape anyways. I'm pretty sure I thought something like, "I have powers?? Safety hazard? pffff no way." So the first mission that I wore it, I ended up tripping over the back of it while trying to be stealthy. I gave up our position right away and I was in so much trouble, but It was worth it."

[1000 words, 5,189 characters]

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Hey there Judges and other readers, I wanted to add this little note so that I could say a few things. Thank you so much to all of you who created this kalon and made this competition work! I really enjoyed writing this form out and I'm excited to see who is winning. I'm am sorry if this form doesn't make much sense, as my first language isn't English. I tried my best to use words in the right context and use them correctly.

a special thank you to:
shibeki
thank you for helping me code this and making me try out for this boy. without you I doubt I would have even posted a form. thank you for all your help.
kyar
thank you for teaching me English helping me write this form out! without you it'd be a jumbled up mess of misused words, too many commas, and weird sentences.
everyone on the discord
literally y'all listened to me while and ask about things 4834093834 times for this form, so if I win, this ones for you boys.

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[cyrevan]

mark!!

[dolly]

Username: dolly
Name: Lehava
Gender: female
Brief Personality + History:
Are they in control of their powers and how do they use them? What are their feelings toward their abilities?:

- they're trapped in a cage under the ice until it opens on the summer solstice where they're aloud freedom but if they dont return by the days end their powers will begin to lose control and they'll begin to freeze herself

[Oreoskys]

Username: Oreoskys
Name: Borealis Amore
Gender: Female
Brief Personality + History: Borealis is a terrified, sweet Kalon, she lives on the mountains of the alps and barely comes down, she has heard rumors of people wanting her horns or other scary things. Borealis rarely accepts company, she has an under developed voice box, so she cannot communicate with the traditional Kalon language. She is so alone and scared, she cries often,but she befrends other animals, her favorite being the reindeer. She finds so much in common with them, and she loves it, she has learned to communicate with them, the huffing and snorting. She also engages in their head-butting competitions. She lives with them, and they have accepted her into their herd. She has seen other Kalons trying to befriend her, but it always goes south. She sticks to her animal friends, as they are the only ones she has.


Are they in control of their powers and how do they use them? What are their feelings toward their abilities?: Borealis has a.. sixth sense for.sensing dangers before they happen, any. Small.danger. This is not necessarily a power. But she rushes to find ways to prevent it. This leads to paranoia. She is not really in control of her powers. She cannot control when things will appear, and cannot always control the outcome. Which leads to anxiety. Another, minor power she has is, well once her tears hit the ground, they solidify into crystals, ice, mainly. Some may think ‘oh you have ice powers? Cool!’ It is not that simple. All she can do is cry ice, and occasionally, she can make it snow.

Her other special power is levitation she absolutely hates this. When she tries to fly, she always lands face first in the snow, she has started to learn a little, but it has not worked out well so far.

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[eli ayase]

Username:
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Brief Personality + History: (800 words maximum)
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(2000 words maximum)

!! omg mark

[Olive;]

Here’s some tryout art I have not finished yet. Click to see full image ♥



OliveMyLove ❆ Isolde ❆ Cis-Female ❆ Demi-pansexual ❆ Age - 20 ❆ Birthday: July 7, 1997

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❆ Personality and History ❆

On the day where the heavens shed their frozen tears, Isolde was born to two loving kalons.
"Hey! That’s not true at all! I was born in the summer, in New York!" Isolde interjected. "Well, you see, when my mom brought me into the world, she saw an icy cloud around me begin to develop in my first few months. My two devoted mothers researched, taking me into many doctors, until they finally got a straight answer from one of them. They declared that I was gifted, and had the special abilities of ice. He said that the 'best' place for me to live was in a small, isolated, northern town in Greenland. I really don’t see why. I don’t have any friends here."
"Isolde, I need to write this! You’re not helping!" I complained. She sighed, and left the room.
As Isolde was saying, her parents packed up all their belongings, said goodbye to their relatives, and flew to a land where a better future awaited their gifted daughter.

All Isolde has known is the chilly isolation of Ijsstad. The town’s few residents are wise, old kalons that are one with the earth. The oldest kalon in the village, Grimhild, was her mentor. From a young age, she began to train.
Isolde has never met anyone even close to her age, nor has she left Ijsstad. Her only consolation is to bury herself in books. Her family's cottage by the frozen lake contains a vast library, filled with stories of every kind. In her free time, she loves to read, especially about normal people living normal lives. Isolde also finds great joy in writing her own stories. She enjoys writing in free verse.
Despite how lonely it can get in Ijsstad, Isolde always finds a way to enjoy herself. Though she wishes for a pet (her parents never let her get one because they were afraid she’d hurt it), she finds her much-needed companionship in other activities.
A very young Isolde made an ice statue of a kalon that she saw in a dream, named Bhupala. He’s grown to be her best friend, albeit an imaginary one, and they practically grew up together. Isolde could remember every detail about him from the dream. He was a gifted kalon just like her, and he had muscled features, and disheveled hair. Despite Isolde’s obsession with "normal" people, she actually likes Bhupala. Perhaps it’s because she knows that he understands her.
As her powers grew stronger, she embodied him in dancing clouds of snow, so that they could play together, and now, he comes with her wherever she goes. Though it was originally a struggle to maintain his snow figure while she trained, Isolde would not let him fade, dutifully prioritizing him over her training. Now, Isolde is so used to him, she has no difficulties keeping him by her side with ease.
She is a very talkative Kalon, and there’s never enough people around to hear her stories. Isolde loves recounting every little detail of her day, and as much as her parents love her, nobody wants to hear her rambling for a whole hour. So she’ll often talk to Bhupala. Isolde confides in him, and he even speaks back to her, though only in her mind.
Because of how isolated Isolde is from society, she’s very innocent and oftentimes clueless, though this is not to say that she’s an airhead. It’s quite the opposite. She absorbs any information thrown at her, and asks thought-compelling questions. Isolde is a natural born scholar who approaches the world with wonder and appreciation. However, Isolde has no idea how the real world works, and she’s never seen any kind of technology.
However, for all of Isolde’s merits, she still has a lot to improve on. Due to her vigorous activity training, she can be quite jumpy and panicky. Grimhild trained her well, and part of their routine was battling each other. Isolde always had to be on her guard, and she still is, even when she’s not training. It’s very easy to startle her, though she will get angry, a rare sight.
In addition to this, Isolde also worries a lot. She has a lot of self-doubt, and even if she’s very good at something, she’ll still worry if it will turn out okay. Stress is not an easy thing to handle for her, and she gets overwhelmed easily. Formal schooling has never been an option for her, based on how much she’s had to study her abilities, but she dreams of going to college one day.
Isolde is also a hard person to motivate. Though she loves to learn, she doesn’t like the process of doing things as much. She prefers to be self-motivated, doing things only out of her own free will.
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❆ Powers ❆

January 1, 2018

Like a sapling breaking through dirt, leaves, and snow; a new year is upon us! I stare out into the night, the gentle starlight reflecting off of the pristine glass face of my compass. Perhaps this year my compass will lead me someplace new. I’ve waited for so long. I can still vividly remember the day when Grimhild gave it to me...

December 23, 2000

My parents, each holding my hand, led me to an unfamiliar place in the forest: a circular, snow-filled clearing. Despite all of our little "expeditions," we had never visited anywhere like it before. I looked up at them quizzically, but they did not notice. Their gazes were set on what was ahead.
"Welcome, child. I am Grimhild." an older lady said, her face void of all emotion. Before I knew it, the two loving hands that guided me here had disappeared.
"I take it you do not know why you are here?" I shook my head, still enraptured. "Look around you, child. Heaven’s gift is falling all around us." She gestured to the soft snow landing in the clearing. "But the most important gift here is in you. Come, child. We must train."
We worked hard, and it was different than anything else I had done before. I had unlocked something so beautiful and powerful within me, and this was only the beginning!
At the end of the session, she placed a shimmering silver compass in my paws. "This compass will tell you where you must go. When a needle appears, follow it, and see where it leads you."
I accepted the gift, and as I walked back home, I created a beautiful icy path to follow. In that moment, I knew that my gift would lead me to wonderful places.

January 1, 2018

I almost miss those times, back when I still enjoyed my powers. But how can I like them when they’re the very thing that’s keeping me locked up in this place? I wish I could just fly away, and see the world! I could meet people, explore, and learn their stories! I found myself so frustrated that I was speaking out loud.
As I spoke, something peculiar happened. I didn’t feel the icy ground beneath me anymore. I felt like a snowflake—free, and connected to the heavens. The sky beckoned me, and I came.
And then I fell. I tumbled down the icy slope, and the compass flew from my grasp. Thinking quickly, I created a small mound of snow a few feet down to catch my fall. "At least my training is good for some things," I grumbled. My eyes scanned the snow, looking for the familiar silvery glint of the compass. "Aha!"
It was facedown in the snow, and as I reached for it, it glowed brighter. Perhaps I was imagining it. But when I turned it over, the compass hand started to extend.
"Could this day really be here?" I whispered. Once I was sure I wouldn’t drop the compass again, I ran straight for the house, my paws barely touching the ground. I could leave this town, my prison of 20 years! Was there anything more exciting?
I swung the porch door open, not even bothering to shake off the pine needles from my fall. My parents’ groggy voices asked, "Isolde, are you okay?"
Practically jumping with excitement, I replied, "Mom, Mama! I’m better than okay! I’m fantastic! My compass told me I get to travel the world, and see new sights! And I don’t have to train anymore!"
There was a muffled series of noises as my parents got out of bed, and then they stumbled downstairs.
When they opened the door to the family room, they just stood there, mouths agape.
"What?" I asked. "It’s not like I was going to stay here forever!"
They exchanged a look.
"Isolde—"
"You’re—"
"Flying?"
I just started at them, trying to see the glint in their eyes that was present whenever they made jokes. But it wasn’t there, so I looked down. Sure enough, I was hovering 4 inches off the ground.
"Uhhhh... what?" I could not comprehend the fact that I had yet another talent. I tried to focus on the other issue at hand, however.
"Wait, are you going to make me stay here to train me in how to use this new power properly? Because my compass says I can leave now, and frankly, I agree with it."
"Isolde, please slow down. If the compass says you can leave, then you can leave. However, we still have our place in New York. We’ll move there, and see where your compass takes you. Also, remember doing your college apps a few years ago? The art college there said that they’d love to have you whenever you’re ready!" Mom said.
"But we will have to address the flying eventually. We couldn’t bear to see you get hurt." Mama tended to worry a lot.
I could hardly believe it. I had a clear future ahead of me, for the first time in my life, with a talent that I could enjoy, unlike my ice powers. My future looked brighter than the sun glinting off a pile of snow.

January 8, 2018

I was on a plane! The thing that I had only read about in books. We were 38,000 feet up in the air, and I could not contain my excitement! It took all my self control not to get up and talk to other people on the plane. These were people I had never seen before in my entire life. A flood of new people, new information, new stories! Perhaps it was a good thing I had the window seat. I could see the whole world from my window! I gazed at green plains, deep blue oceans, and even cities. Before I knew it, it was time to land.

January 10, 2018

I had never slept so long in my life! According to the alarm clock, it’s 4PM now. My parents are wide awake, making lunch? Or maybe it’s dinner. I wandered into the other room, and mumbled a sleepy greeting.
After some food was in me, we all decided to wander around the city. Though there was snow (which didn’t make me very happy when we landed), there were also people! They inhabited every nook and cranny of the large city. My parents seemed so happy and at home. It was a good thing that they don’t have to stay in Greenland anymore. I walked a few paces behind them, Bhupala and I side by side. Since I didn’t want to interrupt their moment, I decided to talk to Bhupala instead. It’s impossible to talk his ear off, anyways. We spent the day looking at all the people that passed us by, and making up ridiculous stories for them. Not once did I think about my powers. It was amazing having a break from the burden of being me, for a while.
I stayed up the entire night just looking at all the lights in the city.

January 14, 2018

"Isolde, are you excited?" Mom asked. "College is tomorrow!"
"I wonder which book it will be like," I laughed excitedly, thinking of books that I read which detailed the lives of college students. But then Mama brought me out of my daydreams.
"Are you sure that you want to bring Bhupala? I get that you love him and all, but this isn’t Ijsstad anymore. People might... you know..."
"Think you’re weird?" Mom finished for her.
"Of course I’m bringing him!" I replied, indignant.
"Well, you should bring a tote bag, just in case you change your mind."
"And our word is final!" they both chorused together. I rolled my eyes, but obliged, and put a bag on my dresser for tomorrow.

January 15, 2018

I put on my favorite accessories, and I headed out the door, campus map in hand. By now, I had done so much adventuring through the city, that I could find my way to school. I hopped on the subway, and before I knew it, I was at the gates of the college. I took a deep breath, and with Bhupala by my side, I entered the school.
I walked to the center of the courtyard, and gazed out in wonder. The school really was magnificent. There were students bustling all around, walking to and from their classes. What would I have to do in class? Would I be required to use my powers? I hoped I wouldn’t have to. I had enough of those to last a lifetime.
"I guess we should get to class," I said to Bhupala, and with one last glance at my schedule and map, I walked to class. I was so nervous that I ended up hovering again. At least my parents couldn’t find out!
I walked into the lecture hall, looking at all the kalons. That’s when I saw him. Bhupala. The kalon from my dream. A living copy of the ice-cloud kalon that stood by my side. He was green, with a pattern that looked like golden light filtering through the tree leaves. His disheveled hair was identical to that of the Bhupala I knew.
"Please take a seat, everyone!" The professor snapped me out of my reverie.
I stumbled into a chair, making sure that my icy Bhupala was concealed from view. And the first lecture of the day started.
I tried to take notes, but my mind was still buzzing from seeing the dream-kalon.
I doodled him in my notebook instead, losing myself in my thoughts.
"You realize we can leave now, right?" a kalon said, looking down at me concernedly. I glanced up, only to see him! The parallels between him and Bhupala were exact.
"Um... yeah. I totally realized that." I stuttered. Who was I to stutter, to say only two measly sentences?
He just laughed. "Do you have any classes after this?"
I consulted my schedule, and told him that I didn’t.
"Me too! Want to hang out at my house after school? I seldom talk to people, so this is a rare opportunity." He grinned at me, then blushed. I guess he wasn’t used to being this bold.
I simply nodded, to nervous to risk trying to speak. Pretending to pack my things, I made sure to stuff the ice-cloud Bhupala in a tote bag so that the real one couldn’t see him.
Soon, we entered a tiny apartment, with plants growing in every possible nook and cranny. It suited him, I thought.
He gestured to the fluffy sofa. "Take a seat." The kalon then pulled up a beanbag chair across from me and sat down.
"So, you can fly? Wait, sorry, that was kind of nosy."
I smiled. "It’s okay. Yeah, I guess I can. It’s actually really enjoyable! I feel as free as the snow that falls from the heavens. Plus, I don’t have to train for flying." The last part was quiet and mumbled.
"I understand," he said gently, "Training can be difficult."
"Wait," I stared at him. "You have a 'gift,' too?"
He said nothing, but turned to a vine growing by a window. He stared at it for a few seconds, then all the flowers burst into bloom. I gasped!
The kalon then looked at me expectantly. "And you? What can you do?"
I had to tell him. I reached for the tote bag, and let the snowy Bhupala out. "I had a dream once, when I was young. You were in it. I didn’t know who you were, but you were my imaginary friend ever since."
He looked at me thoughtfully. "How about being real friends?"
I nodded. "Nice to meet you. I’m Isolde."
"Bhupala."
And for the first time in years, I thought to myself, "Maybe my powers aren’t so bad after all. They can bring people together."
(1990 words)

Note: Bhupala is not an actual kalon, and his powers are from a ring given to him by his late parents. If I win, I’ll use my HMs to make him, and maybe I’ll even do it if I don’t. He’ll most likely be made eventually. I just want my first kalon to be actually "won."

[Artimorca,,]

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