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imapplyingfor276okay

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It is during our D A R K E S T moments
That we must focus to see the L I G H T
-Aristotle Onassis
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W E can't help E V E R Y O N E
But E V E R Y O N E can help S O M E O N E
-Ronald Reagan
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O N T H E O U T S I D E . . .
H E R A U R A . . .
At a first glance,her aura seems almost ghastly.It seems as if something cold and dark is constantly surrounding her.It's as if she is a witch.It drives most away.
H E R S M I L E . . .
After a quick look at that unmissable aura,her smile seems devious and mysterious.Like she's hiding an evil plot under that smile.It scares a lot of kias,and most moms don't let their children near her.This makes Lumo feel terrible.
H E R H A I R . . .
At this point,the kiamaras are too scared to pay any attention to her little hair curl.But,it's just that one strand of hair that doesn't go down when you try to comb it in the morning!!She finds it embarrassing and annoying.
G E N D E R . . .
Well,if you hadn't figured it out by now,Lumo is obviously a female/fae/girl/♀,or whatever you want to call it.
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A B O U T M E . . .
> > U S E R N A M E
Me??My username??Oh,where did I put those cue cards...oh never mind.I am none other than the brilliant (in a sense) PokeZelda!!
I have never been too popular in the adoptables world.I didn't think that I would have any slight chance of winning.I mean,I look over and see so many amazing forms,and I just don't think I can do it.But,with kiamaras,I just couldn't resist the beauty of them!! I overloaded myself.Next thing I knew,I was trying out for 50,000 different kias!! I have only won one RU,but I refuse to give up.
HEAR THAT FATE??YOU DONT SCARE ME!!
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O N T H E I N S I D E . . .
> > N A M E
I would light to call this beautiful Kia Lumo Kanto.Her main nickname is Light.
> > N A M E M E A N I N G
Lumo Kanto.It means "light song" in Esperanto.
Why Light Song??Well,if you really wanna know,I'll tell you.
So,I saw this as a WIP,so I didn't expect much.But then,I was gonna check back on my other Kia,and then I was like running toward the other Kia,and then I see her,and I'm like;
WHOA.STOOOOOOP.AMAZINGNESS ALERT.
It was love at first sight.So then,before I knew it,I'm typing a form.She is just amazing.
Ahem.Right.The kiamara's name.
I call her Lumo Kanto,because the markings on her back resemble lights.She looked like the free type.The one to let loose at a party,and just let it all go.The one to enjoy the city skyline at night.
But mostly,the one who sings that beautiful song that inspires the light inside.But it's not like she could just be perfect from the beginning,right??This is where the back story comes in.
> > B A C K S T O R Y
((Written from Light's point of view))
When I first opened my eyes,I saw and felt cold.I had landed with a weak thump on he ground.My life had began.
All I wanted to do was run over to greet my brothers and sisters and tell them my name,and tell them all that had happened so far.But,as I had tried to get up to walk,my legs refused.I couldn't do anything except lie on the cold floor and watch my brothers and sisters stand up.They weren't too strong at it,but it was still standing regardless.I tried again,but failed.I felt terrible.
A few years later,I was a strong walker,but by then,my brothers and sisters learned to run and talk.I overheard my mother telling me that I was the "runt" in a worried sort of voice.I think I had figured out what that meant.I was the weakest one.
Tears welled in my little eyes.My own parents thought I was a weak runt.That I couldn't hold for myself.I was just...the weakling.I crawled upstairs,and sobbed in my room.It was hopeless.I looked up at the star littered sky with tear-blurred eyes.
Please.Help me. I prayed.I just can't go on...
I soon felt lighter.A black/blue/violet aura started to form around me.It followed me everywhere.I soon realized with this,I could float effortlessly.I didn't have to worry about walking or running anymore,yet I still didn't know what it all meat...But...I still had to learn to speak.This was where the trouble started.
So,I started to try to force my vocal cords to do some work,but all that came out was this awful choking noise.It wasn't too bad,except for the high pitched squealing noise coming as an aftershock.My family sent me outside to get my act together.So,I walked toward the edge of the city,sat down,and tried to speak again,but the results were same.By this time in life,I should've been able to speak a long time ago.I was already 9 years old.So,what was wrong with me??
My eyes drooped.I had to get home.I crawled weakly home to our little apartment.
I couldn't believe I couldn't speak.It was despicable,knowing that my sisters and brothers were excellent singers.I had about given up.So,I grabbed my laptop,and logged on.It was what I always did when I was feeling down (lol true story).
I went on KiaTube,but it didn't help much.So,then I searched FeatherPedia,but couldn't find anything.By this point,I was beginning to become more frustrated than sad,but I continued to search.
Finally,I was so beaten down,I just cheaply searched "uplifting quotes" in the search box.Surprisingly,I got some results.I scrolled through the quotes,until I found the perfect one.It said "Just because you are a late bloomer,doesn't mean you will never find your spirit.".I related so much,it was scary.So,I tried speaking again.This time,it worked.My spirit bloomed.
Over the years,I had started to develop a free personality.My first word was lights.That is also part of how I got my nickname,Light.I'm glad I grew up in the city.
As I got to the age 16,I got into night clubs.It gave me a chance to show my new found voice,and dance like no one was watching.I had learned to love me.
And,if you simply MUST know,the aura ended up being...my voice.I would never have guessed at the time,but the aura seemed to glow every time I sang.
And the feathers??There's a whole other story behind those!!
So,when I was 2,my parents still didn't think I deserved my feathers.They promised themselves that they would give me my feathers later in the year,but they just weren't sure when.So,when I finally discovered my full potential,the feathers,they were gone.By this point,I felt like my life was a scene from a drama movie.But,my parents just had to find a few substitutes.
Old,dusty peacock tail feathers from the attic.
They had completely lost their color.COMPLETELY.But,they just stuck em to my back.They didn't even have any string!!
But,I had to respect them.I mean,at least they tried right??
> > P E R S O N A L I T Y
Lumo is a fun,crazy,outgoing girl with a knack for singing.She believes in dreams coming true.She believes in the afterlife.She is the girl who knows that the show must go on.She has a lively spirit.
But,as we all know,everyone has a few flaws.She can't stand silence.So,if she's testing or something,she'll sit and stew in her own juices until she just randomly breaks out in song.And,she hates people who gossip.Dhe can't stand when other Kiamara's are talking behind one's back.She'll go up there,and give them a piece of her mind.She is quite the rebel,and not to mention,and hardcore party-er.
She is not shy at all.She is open-minded,and will occasionally blurt out something without thinking about the consequences first.She is hasty,but if you get to know her a little better,she'll open up to you really easily.She'll tell you her troubles,and just get everything off her chest.She can be very sweet.
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Z O D I A C S I G N S
> > B I R T H D A T E
Her birth date is March 7th.
> > S I G N
Lumo is a Pisces.Her personality is shaped by sensitivity, intuition and that I-Will-Risk-My-Life-For-Others nature. In any matter, she displays lots of sensitivity. While she has trouble when it comes to emotion,she kind of has that phsycic like quality about herself,and notice what others are thinking and feeling. she may have notice a psychic-like intuition about what others are thinking or feeling.She is committed.Her friedns and family are the first to admit that she's selfless when it comes to helping out.
> > E L E M E N T
The element of a Pisces is water,obviously.