[Cheeb]

marking!! i love mario kart so much......... i'm beta testing the app and it's REALLY GOOD

[foxico !]

username: fox,,
kalon name: lumi
why is one of their paws black?:
a giggle erupted from above, a small creature with hair much too long for its face peeked through a pure white cloud before jumping back. the clean sheet of clouds formed pits as they began running in the opposite direction, marking where their paws barely penetrated the thin layer of white. they continued to run on. the clouds under them grew darker and denser, only partly containing the fluffiness of a normal cloud. yet this didn't spark any thought. turning their head to look behind them, they realized with a jolt that their pursuer was no longer behind them. they slowed, ready to go back. with panicked realization, they finally noticed they'd wandered to an unfamiliar area, one with no familiar structures. all around them was a heavy layer of looming gray clouds sparking with electricity. while straining to look ahead, their right paw landed in a thick substance. their head snapped down in surprise. it was now glazed with a black, tar-like substance that seemed to slide up their leg at an increasing pace. eyes now wild with shock, they turned and darted in the opposite direction. their paws pounded at the clouds, kicking out small puffs behind them. the growing liquid on their paw spiraled them deeper into panic. the clouds around them slowly turned brighter again. with a huff they flung themselves into the familiar pure, white clouded area. as they did, the material, though leaving a mark, subsided, bringing a wave of relief through them. they lie momentarily before composing them self with a deep sigh. soon enough, their friend came bounding forward, a worried look covering their face. they stood beside them, gently nudging them to move forward. though concerned, they decided to rest with their friend until this feeling they harbored blew over.

man I really had to shorten this one; it initially had 449 words

[ScribbleScrib]

username:
ScribbleScrib
kalon name:
Dream
why is one of their paws black?:
"Oh gosh, uh....as long as you don't tell anyone, I'll spill. That was so long ago, I feel so bad now that I still am keeping this secret up, but I'm not sure what to do now. So...the story behind this black ugly paw started about 2 years ago, when I was working in the kitchen with my mother. We were making these cute little cookies for a party, red velvet flavored in the shape of hearts. They were TO DIE FOR! SO my mother and I were dancin', havin' fun in the kitchen while making these cookies, when all of a sudden I fell and tried to grab the stove for support. BIG mistake! For some reason, it didn't register in my mind that I was touching something hot, as I was still focused on not falling on my face, so I kept it there for PROBABLY way too long before realizing that there was siring pain going through my paw at this point. I'm in pain all the time due to several medical conditions, so I just thought this was a normal pain. My mother instantly grabs me and holds me tight while I'm screeching in pain...and it was just so nice having her hold me. For a week while I was recovering though, she pampered me, baked me cookies...all I could ever want, I was given, I loved it so much. So much so, that I kind of...faked it for a while, started to repaint my paw whenever it'd start to heal..and I haven't stopped since? My mother is dead now, but now I have other friends and family taking care of me, letting me just lay in bed all day...and I don't have to worry about anything, so why stop now to be honest?"

[kolyakun]

username: kolyakun
kalon name: Kit
why is one of their paws black?:
The rain was pounding against the school. Kit pulled the black hood over his head as he ran through the rain, small pellets of water spitting on his hands as the remainder of the drops quench the scattered puddles on the asphalt. He finally reached the door to the college's library. He pulled the door open with great force and slipped inside, pulling his rain-soaked hood off and wiped his damp hands on his pants. Kit looked at his right hand for a moment as he stood in the entry. Kit had a birthmark that covered the majority of his palm. He always asked about it since it was something he was teased about as a child, but no one had answers. Today, he was going to find out for himself.

Kit scanned the dusty bookshelves in the old library, looking for anything that could give him insight on why the mark was on his hand, and if there was any meaning behind it. His eyes landed on a book about past lives, his finger grazing the spine as he pulled it off the bookshelf.

Flipping through the pages he was able to find some information regarding the legends behind birthmarks. The old legend states that birthmarks are actually scars from a past life. Not only scars, but the way one died in a past life. Kit looked over to his palm once more, thinking of all the people he had met in his past life, he wondered who he was, what kind of things he did, how did he die? Perhaps he fought in a great war to save humanity and its people. He wanted to be brave, just as his past self might have been.

[Twilight Prince]

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Username: TreeFrogHero
Kalon Name: Prism
Why is one of their paws black?:
Prism lived on a flowery hillside, that was bright and part of an endless expanse of fields. He often rolled around in those fields, his bright coloration made him blend in just fine. Apart from other, smaller animals, Prism was secluded, and thus innocent. He was not prepared for the day that another Kalon arrived.

Prism spotted him from afar, his pitch black fur standing out against the greenery. The kalon’s fur had a sleek sheen, that Prism found very attractive. But there was something wrong. The land that this kalon touched. It seemed like the energy or the life of the plants was being stolen. And for some reason he couldn’t pin it on, this made him mad.

He rushed up to the Kalon, spewing angry comments, but much to his surprise, the Kalon seemed apologetic. Explaining that they had a curse that made it so that everything they touched, died. Prism was in disbelief. He decided to try and find a way to help the Kalon. He remembered all of the life and happiness surrounding him, and decided to go out in the fields to help him think. He came across one of the Kalon’s footprints and stood in it. Suddenly, he felt life welling up from beneath him. With realization that his presence brought life, he bounded over to the other Kalon, explaining that he could help.

Prism managed to absorb the curse from the Kalon, of which the deathly aura was purged. It left a mark on his paw, though, which, when he touches things, they grow sickly and weak, but it was the price he was willing to pay.
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[❌ DYNAMIGHT ❌]

username: Jiinxed! || kalon name: Finn
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Black magic felt slippery. Uncomfortable, like squishing the muck at the bottom of the lake between your toes. It wrapped like spindly fingers too warm with fever around your throat. It danced up your spine in jerking stomps. Magic I knew like the back of my hand, this made me want to vomit.

I knew as soon as the first incantation uttered from my lips I had made a mistake but I couldn't stop now. The words were tore from my lips, coaxed none too gently by invisible forces. My hands moved as if puppeted by the shadows that lurked with the flickering candles.

The room was suffocating as energy ebbed and flowed, not enough space to accommodate. My attention was draw away long enough to realize the windows were vibrating under the force of something wanting out; something wanting in. Fear, I learned, felt like a branding iron to the lungs. The taste of iron seeped along my tongue and my mouth watered as my eyes were forced back to the spell at hand.

With one last utterance, my voice hoarse and broken, the tension of the room seemed to snap. The windows burst open and wind blew out the few remaining candles. My body collapsed to the ground, bent over my legs and forehead touching warmth of the hardwood I sat upon.

Vengeance was mine.

Slowly time and space seemed to shift back to their rightful place and I stood on shaking legs. The reflection of the mirror showed someone thoroughly shaken. But it didn't register as myself at first. No, the first thing I noticed was the blackness that creeped in swirls around my finger tips. Yes, vengeance was mine, but as I watched the swirls of ilk crawl at snails pace along the lines of my fingers I wandered at what price.

[lunaire]

username: lunaire
kalon name: garrett
why is one of their paws black?:
idea 1[u]
- signed some sort of contract (with a god of some sort??) using his left hand/paw
- broke the contract
- god became angry and made his paw turn black
[u]idea 2
- was born with it
- main hand/paw that he uses to cast spells n such
- uses left hand/paw to wave over tea leaves when reading them

[cribunni]

user. l i i l y

name. Percy


The mind perceives color as a beautiful thing. Something untainted. Color can be associated — and is — with everything we experience as beings. When there is no color, just a pure absence of it, we don’t know how to handle it.



There once was a colorful boy. His fur danced in the sunlight, more beautiful than any reflection of water particles could ever be. He looked joyous. Full of life. But some people cannot hold joy for others. Her name is lost to time, but she was referred to as ‘Noir’. She lived in the deep woods by the kingdom, where no dare to enter. But there were stories of colorful boys and girls being led there, and never returning. The boy wandered into the woods one day as he heard beautiful, sorrowful singing. When he reached the noise, he was confronted by an empty clearing. Only then did Noir appear. She looked like a black hole, blending into the shadows of the night like they were her home. “What a pretty boy.” She said. “So colorful.” Percy turned to run, turning to see the woman once again. Everywhere he’d turn, Noir would morph into the shadows before him. “There is no escape from the shadows, dear. You can’t hide from what’s not there.” She drew in closer, her fangs the only thing to be seen. “I was like you, once. But.. my color was taken away from me. You see, I am what every mortal fears of being.” Noir suddenly reached out, grabbing his paw in a firm grip. “I am nothing.” Percy screamed in pain, ripping his arm free and running through the forest. She did not follow. When he appeared in the village, gasps of horror echoed through the night air. He looked down, to see his once colorful paw, disappear.

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[f1owercrown]

username:
kalon name:
why is one of their paws black?:

MARK WITH BLOOPER!! something about a blooper. hecc.

[HowlToTheWind]

username: HowlToTheWind
kalon name: Faye (Pronounced same as Fae)
why is one of their paws black?:
Ink dark as night
I spent my all time
Writing in the moonlight
None of it worth a dime
I call out in the darkness
What am I more afraid of;
The echo or the answer?

Dark souls crack at my skull
Let me in, let me in
That's what they say
But I call out in the darkness
Once again I called
What am I more afraid of;
The echo or the answer?