[foxxbreath]

Dropping out

I love her and all, but Ive decided shes not for me ;3;

[jayus]

Yup. I think I like this post.

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[Flowerdust]

; u ; reserved <33

[Clara Erassari]

"ιт'ѕ joneѕ. мelody joneѕ. call мe вoneѕ, ιғ yoυ woυld."

Hello, I'm cℓαяα σsωιη σsωαℓ∂~ <3 However, please refer to me as Clara. I'm your average girl who enjoys writing stories and coming up with new characters, even if I never put them down on paper.
I already own a Kiamara, my beautiful girl Romana Rani, but I simply could not pass up the chance to win this one. She's simply gorgeous in every way, and I'm not normally a fan of brown colours; that shade of blue just won me over~ <3
The story I see in this girl reminds me so much of who I am now, and who I was in the past, as well as what I could be in the future. I hadn't intended that to happen, although it did.
I hope I can show you with this form how much she means to me.

"ιт'ѕ вeѕт тo learn ғroм тнe paѕт raтнer тнan ѕcrew υp every ѕιngle тιмe. вeттer тo lιve and learn, and looĸ вacĸ and noт мaĸe тнe ѕaмe мιѕтaĸe тwιce."

➛ *{Name}* :: This beautiful girl is named Melody Jones. Simple, yet incredibly elegant, while also strong.
Her name can signify the soft flowing of a musical line from a voice, or perhaps a gentle lilt of a lullaby. The whisper of wind through tall grass, or perhaps through the leaves of a tree.
Melody has many different uses, but all of them mean the same thing.
Something soft and gently, flowing smoothly.
Jones is taken from a prominent adventurer that most everyone knows; Indiana Jones. Bones takes pride in her last name, as it often shows how serious she is about her work. It signifies her love for adventure and discovering new things.

Melody has a total of two nicknames. Mels, which is simply a shortened version of her name. Merely an abbreviation.
However, her other nickname has more meaning. Bones. Reason one being that she is a rather large fan of the television series of the same name. Reason two is because of her love of archaeology. She loves to study the past, to know what had once been.

➛ *{Gender}* :: I can see Bones as a female, as well as male, based on looks; however, going on the personality and history I see in her, she can be nothing but female.

➛ *{Nationality}* :: Bones is American, although she doesn't show her pride very much. She's always travelling all over the world, visiting new places and seeing new sights. Although she doesn't normally pay much attention to the sights unless they include bones; whether they be from a dinosaur, or some remnant from a lost civilization.
Her accent is Midwestern, from the Tornado Alley states.

"ι ѕoмeтιмeѕ don'т lιѕтen тo oтнerѕ... well, alмoѕт never, ιn any caѕe. υnleѕѕ тнey ѕay ѕoмeтнιng ιnтereѕтιng."

➛ *{Sexual Orientation}* :: Bisexual, although leans towards female.

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➛ *{Relationship Status}* :: Single and not really looking.
➛ *{Crush}* :: A few have caught her eye, but it never really went any farther than that.
➛ *{Mate}* :: No one. She doesn't think she'll settle down for awhile.

➛ *{Age}* :: 19 years old; almost an adult.
➛ *{Birthday}* :: February 1st, 1994.
➛ *{Birthstone}* :: Amethyst.
➛ *{Chinese Zodiac}* :: The Dog.
➛ *{Western Zodiac}* :: Aquarius.
➛ *{Element}* :: Wind.
➛ *{Sign Ruler / Ruling Planet}* :: Uranus.

➛ *{Allergies}* :: Bones is deathly allergic to Penicillin.

"ι тry тo lιѕтen тo oтнerѕ (occaѕιonally, anyway), вυт мy opιnιon oғтen dιғғerѕ ғroм everyone elѕe."

Lonely • Adventurous • Brave • Kind-hearted • Archaeologist

Lonely;;
Bones always feels alone, and feels that she must remain as thus. She never truly fit in with other children, as they always made fun of her because of her odd obsession with bones. This is how she first got her nickname, and although somewhat cruel, it stuck.

Adventurous;;
Bones loves to try new things; she loves to explore and see where the road takes her. She is one to set off into the unknown without looking back. She's often the first you see to volunteer to do something reckless or stupid, and sometimes doesn't learn from her mistakes right away.

Brave;;
Bones is not afraid to stand up for what she believes in. If she sees someone in trouble, she doesn't hesitate to quickly help them out in any way that she can. She always speaks her mind, no matter the consequences sometimes; this can get her into lots of trouble.

Kind-hearted;;
Bones is one to always see the good in everyone else, even if she doesn't trust them right away. She believes they mean well, and is willing to listen to them to an extent. She's willing to help others in need, and will often disregard her own safety to save another.
She's always happy to help, no matter how small (or large) the task may be.

Archeologist;;
Her first love; the ability to discover new (as well as old) things. She can explore the possibilities of life, and see how things were in the past. She can learn how her kind were made, and where they originated from; as well as the habitats of dinosaurs and other extinct animals.

"ι'м jυѕт lιĸe anyone elѕe; ι lιĸe ѕoмe тнιngѕ and нaтe oтнerѕ."

➛ Bones, the television series.
➛ Bones, the physical parts of a body.
➛ Criminal Minds, the television series.
➛ Dry and arid areas.
➛ Antique things.
➛ Painting.
➛ Calligraphy.

➛ Supernatural, the television series.
➛ Flesh; she's not sure how to understand it.
➛ Rainy and humid climates.
➛ Mosquitoes.
➛ Rude/grumpy Kias.
➛ Violence.
➛ Guns/loud noises.

"aѕ crυel aѕ мy nιcĸnaмe ιѕ (well, waѕ), ιт'ѕ grown on мe. ι love ιт now. ιт'ѕ aparт oғ wнo ι aм."

Bones was just like any other child when she was young; naive, imaginative, and all too vulnerable to teasing, as is the way of the world. Children are the easiest to bully, and it's the hardest to know when a child is being bullied. A bully doesn't always have to use their hands; they can use their words, too. The saying "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me", is not technically true. Words cannot physically cause you harm, but they can wound one's heart and feelings. These words can sometimes push the child (or teen, as it may very well be; bullying occurs at all ages) to inflict self-harm upon him or herself.

It was early morning, a layer of mist surrounding the cold, steel buildings of the city. Melody was on her way to the park; she was told to go out and mingle, to make friends. She was a loner by nature, preferring to stay away from others. She was quiet, and didn't speak often. Sometimes, she was thought mute.
It didn't take long for the young girl to make it to the park. She hesitated at the border between a group of other Kiamara children and the edge of the park and a tree, before quickly heading towards the safety of the tree. There she sat and simply watched the others play. She was too shy and too scared to ask to play with them. Melody was the new girl in the city; she knew no one and no one knew her.

When the sky started to grow grey from the oncoming dusk, Melody rose to her feet and left.
The next morning, she returned to her place beside the tree and watch the other children play, never saying a word. This became her routine; coming and sitting, simply watching the others have fun. The games they played varied, from catch to tag to kickball. The others never asked her to join them, nor did she ask. She was content with watching them.
However, one day, everything changed.
The layer of fog around the city was a little thinner than normal, as the wind was blowing rather strongly. When Melody arrived at the park, she saw that she was a little early; she had beaten the other children there.
With a shrug, she went over to her tree. Upon arriving, she saw the skeleton of a rather large bird at the base. Melody knelt down to examine it, intrigued. She could see a rather large wing structure, so she guessed some type of raptor. She was starting to identify it more when the other children arrived.
"Ew, that girl is touching a skeleton!"
Alarmed, Melody raised her head, eyes wide. Surrounding her were three of the children that normally played here every morning; one girl and two boys. The girl was the one who spoke.
"I bet she has skeletons in her closet," snickered one of the boys.
"She probably shares her bed with them," sneered the other.
"N-no, I was just..." Melody started, trying to defend herself.
"Oh, let's call her Bones! The girl who plays with bones!" said the girl cruelly.
"Bones~! Bones~!" sang the small group.
Melody cringed, then fled around them towards home, tears starting to roll down her cheeks.
Needless to say, she never returned to the park after that.

"Bones!" called a rather large Kiamara, standing up from his crouched position. A few others beside him were furiously brushing away at the sand (they were in the Egyptian desert, of course; west of Lake Nasser), hoping to find something, anything, to prove that they had found something. "This is hopeless. We should just pack up and leave. There's nothing here."
The petite Kia that was across from him shrugged, her glasses perched precariously on her nose. She flicked her ears, finally deciding to answer the irate male.
"We've only been here a week," she chided, as if she were speaking to a child. "We have to keep trying if we hope to find anything at all. You know that as well as anyone. Now shut up and get back to work, Drage."
Drage scowled down at the brown form that was his employer before turning and trudging off towards the tents, his crimson fur bristling. Bones frowned as she watched after him, but then decided that he wasn't worth her time. Huffing, she went back to work; they had been looking for the tomb of some long-lost pharaoh for about a week, and everyone on the dig were already starting to lose hope.
The brown-furred girl sat back on her haunches, waving her hand at the two others still with her.
"Go on. Go ahead and go get some rest."
Gratefully, the pair stood and retreated.
Bones rubbed the bridge of her nose, pushing up her glasses.
"This is impossible..." she mumbled, irritated. She had hoped to find some trace of what they had been looking for. Anything at all.
And that's when she saw something. Faded, glinting in the sunlight, covered in a thin layer of sand. Eagerly, Bones moved towards it, using her brush to clear away the remaining sand... There! It was blue, and could almost fit in the palm of her hand; a scarab amulet. It was missing the wings, but that didn't matter.
Slowly, her mouth split into a grin. At last!
"Drage! Fleece! Hana!" she called excitedly, carefully brushing away the few bits of sand that had remained.
Finally... Some proof. Bones knew that this type of amulet was often placed over the heart on a mummy to help with the journey to the afterlife; it was supposed to protect the body and bring luck.
The three others rushed over to see what all the fuss was about, but at the end of the day, they had found nothing more. No other shred of proof. After another week, still nothing... And so they had to call of the expedition.
However, even after Bones had returned home, she was still proud. She had found something extraordinary! No matter how small or simple it was, it was her first official find; sure, she had found plenty of small bones of extinct creatures and fossils, but never something from a lost civilization. She still has it; she actually wears it quite often.


Bloodscythe ~ My biggest thank you goes to this girl right here. Even though she entered, too, she still took the time to help me out. She made the bone border shown in my form, as well as coloured in my animation lineart when my tablet was throwing it's fit. She is my wonderful friend and stalker~ <3
Minene Uryuu and ~*Hedwig*~ ~ For their support while I worked on this. I was having issues and constantly grumpy, but they both stuck with me in the end~ <3 Hedwig gave me constant critique and ideas, which helped me develop Bones to the best I can make her. Minene gifted me the final piece of art in my form, the anthro chibi holding a saber tooth plush.
Ninai ~ For the stunning art piece at the top of my form~ <3 This person here nailed who I want Bones to be. Like, right on the nose and everything.
Chisu ~ For the adorable furry/anthro~ <3
hawaiinbabidoll ~ For the gorgeous piece of Bones with a skull~ This person portrayed Bones really well, especially with her fascination with skeletal remains.
wolfpuppies ~ For that absolutely adorable chibi~ <3 I love it to bits, and I really appreciated the gift~

And finally, to you, Talon, for making this girl. I went through a lot of grief while making this form the best it could be, and I feel that so much is missing from it. I hope you enjoyed my form, and I'm so sorry for all of that reading... I just have so much to say about her. ;3;"

[Golden.AUO]

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Hiya! I'm Bloodscythe. I've yet to win one of these adorable Kias, so maybe Devon can be my first.

He'll be Named Devon. I could go look up the meaning and it's origins but for me the name was just one that popped into my head. It's also slightly special to me as well as fitting for him as I had heard the name 'Devon' in a Disturbed song called "Into the Fire", and in that 'Devon' was female. However; why it fits is because I picture him as a guitar player/ rock music fan, and It's special because that song is one of my favorites and Disturbed is one of my Favorite bands.

Even though Devon looks feminine, I picture him male. Mostly because the hairstyle to me is more like those punk style bangs that are long and possibly covers an eye.

•Diary of Jane[Acoustic] By Breaking Benjamin
•Heaven Nor Hell By Volbeat

•Life Starts Now By Three Days Grace

•Playing his guitar (O' course! :3 )
•Going to his friends parties(Is that a hobby?)
•Writing songs
•Playing Video Games

He enjoys playing the acoustic guitar and singing, though he wouldn't even think of playing in front of people he didn't know or felt comfortable around because of his slight shyness and stage fright. However he feels comfortable playing for a group of his close friends and family.

His shyness doesn't affect his social life though, he is outgoing and can easily strike up a conversation with someone, or even be comfortable around a large group of people he doesn't know as long as he has a friend or two in that group. Some could call him a party animal, especially when he gets into the music and dances till he drops.

It's nice to expend energy like that for him and he frequently enjoys quiet days, after such activity, by reading books and drinking warm mugs of tea or cool bottles of soda. Occasionally he'll even take walks outside just to take in the calm of nature or watch other kias going about their days.

A quiet summer afternoon, barely memorable, is when my first guitar touched my paws. I was maybe 7, or 8 and my father had taken me for a stroll through the park. I remember him clearly, with his pants full of holes, denim over shirt, and that big guitar case strapped to his back. I suppose you could say I inherited his good looks. Anyways, we had sat under a tree to rest from the heat and eat the ice cream he had just bought us. I hadn't paid him any mind while I devoured the cold treat, but he had been fumbling around with him guitar case while juggling and eating his ice cream. I had only looked at him once I finished and I remember how wide my eyes had gotten when he held out a beautiful acoustic guitar painted in a dull copper color. I didn't even think twice before taking it and smudging the sticky residue of my ice cream all over it as I admired it.
Now, before you ask, yes, I still have it. No, I don't play it. I've got Harmonia here for playing now a days. Anyways, it wasn't long before dad taught me how to make her sing and it was our thing to go to that same tree and play duets and try to out do each other on solos. A lot of people remember it when I go back to play now... Oh, don't ask me to play now. I-I couldn't if I wanted to, there are just too many people. Sure the park, with it's scarce people and once in a while passer bys, is public, but here it's so many and they would all hear if I messed up, or stuttered. I can always take you to a quieter, less crowded room later. A-anyways, I'm the man you see today because of those leisurely trips with my dad. I'm also a good cook because my mom thought learning to cook the best roast vegetables was more important than me learning soccer. Then again, ladies like a man that can cook, right?
Oh? more story telling? Alright... well, I'm not that interesting... I guess I've got a few good ones.
I had entered a battle of the bands once, of course it was just me, so I just told the registration that I was a soloist, and they accepted it under 'one man band'. ... Yes, I said earlier I couldn't play infront of crowds, but this event was more like; shabby community event put together for a week to promote musical individuals, and I thought I wasn't frightened of playing infront of people then. Yea, so, when I went there wasn't even ten people there to watch, which made me more comfortable. I went up, played some hardcore diddy, waited for results, and pretty much ended up as a honorable mention. I guess 'one man bands' aren't judged the same, plus this one punk that lead one of the bands started something with me and I got a few points off for being 'unsportsman like'.
Not good enough? but I said I was boring... Ok, maybe the other one? But, this song's really good. I could, just, dance furiously. Alright, I'll try to tell it, but Oh, this song is really speaking to me!
"Oh, I'm back! You actually sat here this whole time? Well, I guess you deserve something more, huh." A quick gaze up at the ceiling and he's ready to talk again, "How about something more personal again? Seems like what you're after." He tries to push his bangs back from his face, without success, as though to make it more dramatic. "So, we'll go back to that park from before, after my old man left for a while."

-Songs in the Shade-

A quiet wind passes through the lofty branches of the trees. The park itself barely filled with people, as if they knew the day was for sorrow. A small Kia, softly strumming a guitar under a large tree, is spotted by a bigger, female kia.
"Devon. You can't just stay out here." The soft but stern voice of the Kia broke the younger one's string of notes.
"I can until Dad gets back." A hard tone strained around the lump in his throat, "He said he'd be back soon."
"He's went on tour, he might not be back for a while, sweetie." A sweeter tone replaced the stern one from earlier as his mother sat beside him, "We just have to wait for a little while. It's not like he's going to abandon us."
"I want him home now, as cool as it is he's touring, I miss him." A slow stroke on the strings of his guitar emphasized his sorrow, "I liked the idea at first, mom, but what if something happens and we don't see him again? Or he decides he wants a better wife and child. Or..."
A ruffle of the hair made him look up in confusion.
"We can worry, but why? We might as well be happy until the day comes, that way if it doesn't, we can be happy still. Now come along, I'll take you for some ice cream." As she got a up a few notes floated into the air. A happier looking Devon stood up beside her, strumming a happier tune on his guitar.
"Happiness is better♪ Than sulking in the dark♪ Some Ice cream sure would seem nice♪" He sung along, reassuring his mother of his state.

Art Credits:
Music Dividers By Me(Bloodscythe)
Devon Headshot By Me(Bloodscythe)
Guitar Player by Me(Bloodscythe)

[allinian]

dropping out

[DecafBunny]

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[Fantasy Inc.]

Pretty lady, but not the one for me.. dropping out :(

[glass]

Not feeling the love, maybe next time.

[Sambee]

Love her but too much on my plate right now.