[Lady Tuesday]

Marking!
Link to kalons in my sig :3

[The Royal Mirage]

~lost connection, good luck everyone!

[Lillyfur]

Res!

[shibeboi]

ark!

[NightFlame22]

Dropping out because I forgot about this lovely bab ^.^; Good luck to all of you!

[Tomura]

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Eliza works at a library, so while working she is generally very nice and quiet. When asked where any books are, she is pretty quick with answering, as she knows the library that she works at like the back of her hand. However, when not at the library, she tends to be full of energy, always loving to play games like tag. She loves to joke around as well, especially with her best friend. Eliza is a little too trusting of others, however, making her an easy target to manipulate.
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Despite not seeming like it, Eliza actually really loves dancing, but specifically enjoys waltzing and ballet. She hopes to someday be a famous dancer, who dances in things like plays. She also really wants to visit the royal castle of the kingdom she lives in and meet the royal family.

Something she really wants to do, however, is to one day find some Kalon that she loves, and who loves her, and then settle down with that Kalon and start a family. She wants to read bedtime stories to her future kits, get them lots of delicious treats, buy them cute clothes, and basically spoil them.
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Her favorite food would have to be the delicious dinner rolls that are baked at her local bakery. They're always very hot and fresh, and have a little bit of honey and melting butter spread on top of it.
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Eliza loves the color lavender. It's a very sweet and gentle type of color to her. Her second favorite color would be either sky blue or white.
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Her favorite type of flower would definitely have to be gypsophila, though another more well-known name for this flower is "baby's breath". The white kinds are her absolute favorite.
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Eliza's best friend is Fauna. The two of them live decently close together, and often spend their free time chatting with one another. Fauna calls Eliza "Eli", and Eliza likes to call Fauna "Fawn/Faun".
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Eliza's town is generally peaceful and quiet. Aside from the few Kalons that prefer to not go out and socialize, almost everyone knows everyone in the town. There are only small businesses, and there's only one small type of store in the town at a time, such as one library, one bakery, and one flower shop. This town is almost right next to the castle, though while the civilians can see the castle, they can't enter it or get too close.

She lives with her adoptive parents in a small, worn-down home near the edge of the town. The house is kind of dirty, with a little bit of mold growing on the roof. In the middle of the back yard, there is a large tree with a swing set made of a piece of a log and some tough ropes. However, this swing is out of order, as there is a beehive sitting right atop it. Scattered around the yard are patches of various flowers, all of which Eliza can remember the names to.

The most common flowers in her yard are foxgloves and tulips, and the least common type of flower is baby's breath. Only a single patch of white baby's breath is in the yard, and it's more near the back of the yard, almost off their property altogether. There are a couple of wild strawberry plants in the yard as well.
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Kalons I own:
Kalon 1, Kalon 2.

[Nocty]

Name: R-0S3 Thorn
Nickname: Rose, Thorn, R-0S3(less preferred)
Identify as male
Age: Appears 17.
-Very self conscious of his appearance, low self esteem as he often feels like he doesn't belong.
-Quiet and Observant, Thorn prefers to watching people and listening than joining the conversations himself.
-Gentle and mild-mannered,
-Likes to be social but also socially awkward.

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> Designation: R-0S3, System start
...System: Start, Checking for Abnormality...
...Commenced with warning.

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The first thing R-0S3 remembered was his name, or rather, designation. The second thing he remembered was a jumbled mess of what people call emotions, but foreign to a being who previously had none. Uncontrollable liquid streamed down his face as he laid there, muddled thoughts running wild before everything turned black.

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…Stabilizing…

>Designation: R-0S3, System start
System: Start, Checking for abnormality…
…All Green.

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When he opened his eyes again, his thoughts were still confused, but at least they were controlled. R-0S3 finally noticed the people in white – his creators -- surrounding him, they were celebrating, but such happiness was lost on him as he simply stared.

The robot quietly walked through every capability test, and nearly all result exceeded the researchers’ expectations. Between the tests, R-0S3 learned of his own origin -- a being created from metal, but with the soul of a rose spirit. An amalgamation of technology and nature, the blue roses peppered on his body were a proof of its success. Another mark of technology's triumph over the nature world.

The researchers congratulated him and spoke of him as their greatest creation. After all, a robot with the ability to feel emotion was not something you see every day, much less one powered by a nature spirit. But R-0S3 felt little joy in the praises showered upon him-- what happiness is there, to be an existence that’s neither here nor there?

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Despite the success, it was no surprise that the result of such a risky experiment was not perfect. R-0S3’s robotic body does not decay due to the rose spirit’s influence, but was also burdened by its presence. More than just his drastically lowered physical capability, R-0S3 could feel fatigue and needed rests, something other robots did not require. His own “mind” was also compromised – his consciousness being half programming and half living puts R-0S3 in a near-constant state of mild confusion, unsure of his own thoughts as his two halves clashed.

Nature made it clear that R-0S3’s conflicted existence was not welcomed. Animals fled from him on sight, and any plants he is in constant proximity of goes into stasis, neither growing nor withering. The researchers were kind, but even with his social experience practically a newborn, R-023 could tell that they saw him as a trophy rather than a companion or friend. The robot realized what it meant to be lonely, he loved life and the people around him, but there was something missing – a true sense of belonging, such was the curse of his hybrid existence.

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It’s been a few weeks since the experiment, and R-0S3 had resolved to give himself something that many took for granted. Running his hand down the page in the dictionary, the robot sought for a word which would identify him – a name. His hand stopped at a particular word. Thorn. R-0S3 had read that thorns were often removed from roses – despite being a part of a rose, they were rejected. As if feeling a kinship to such rejection, the robot chose to take up its name. Or perhaps it was the vague hope that he was still a part of nature where he came from, as rejected as he was from it now.

In one of his rare moment of clarity as he closed the dictionary. R-0S3 Thorn prayed that he may one day find where he truly belongs.

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Trivia:
- As per his origin of a rose spirit, he loves roses.
- The origin rose is a regular red rose, but due to the merge his patterns are blue.
- Despite his many attempts, growing potted plants ends up not being a hobby of his for obvious reasons.

[GirlyChick1]

Omgosh such a cute definitely trying for one! For the first time rez with
Name:Akoi Lee Ann (Akoi means sparkle)
Gender:Female
Bi
She could careless about what you think! She gets in trouble a lot because of her mouth and no filter.
Has alot of tattoos and 1 Lip ring, 3 ear rings (one ear) 1 eye brow ring.
Her music is her life she escapes her life though music and art and her friends help
She has a pet owl, a mouse (surprise surprise they are best friends ) and one kitten name roi

[manta rae]

oh my,, if i have time ; v ;

[key]

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xxmy kalons: five
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xxname: Fiorella
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xxnickname: Fig
xxgender: female
xxage: sixteen
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You've just finished your shift for the day, so you're heading back to your quarters for the night
when you notice an old but clearly cherished journal lying in the middle of the hallway. Wanting
to return it, and being a notoriously nosy person, you pick it up and open to the first page.
Written in clumsy cursive is the title "I'd Rather be a Fig Than a Flower" and then in smaller print
are the words "Fiorella's journal." You smirk as you recognize the name. This must be the journal
of the third princess's favorite lady-in-waiting, the daughter of a pair of lower class nobles.

You shake your head good-naturedly and return your attention to the worn out pages. Since she's
going to assume you read it whether or not you actually do, you quickly find a secluded nook to
satisfy your curiosity and begin to read the entries that catch your interest.

Im five yeers old. My name is Fiorella but everybody calls me Fig. I dont like my other name
becus it sounds like a delicate foot cream for old laydees. Today we had tea with the princess
whos only a yeer older than me. Her part of the gardens was so pretti when she showed me
and it had lots of roses. I want to have a garden liek that some day.

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All the entries from the same year are similarly short and mis-

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spelled, so you skip to where they start being easy to read.

Once again today, I had to deal with Tobiah asking why my name is
Fig. He doesn't think it's a "proper name." I told him that I didn't
think that Fiorella was rightly a proper name either. I noticed
that Mother had overheard our talk, so I asked her why they
started calling me that (not that I don't love Fig - figs are
delicious). She told me that when I was three, I fell into one of
the large baskets they use to collect figs and when they tried
to remove me from it, I said "I'm fig" instead of "I'm in figs."

Noting this "Tobiah" in your head for future reference, you recall that
Lady Fig joined the court when she was twelve, so you flip forward.

They actually want me to be a nun. I thought my parents said
status didn't matter to them anymore. Apparently, they
thought I'd enjoy it there, because they see me studying all the
time. I haven't been researching court etiquette, history, and
gardening just to go join the convent! Still, they expect me to
have my recommendation letter ready to be signed and sent
by the weekend.

You laugh at that. You never knew she was supposed to be a nun!

I've concocted a plan so simple that I'm not quite sure it's going to work, but I have to try it anyway. This morning, I noticed that Father rarely ever reads the papers he signs, because he's really busy. His assistant makes sure that all the paperwork is legitimate and then puts it in a pile on the right side of the desk. Father signs them and then puts them on the left side to be taken back and sorted. I'm going to write my letter of recommendation, but -and here's the risk- I'm going to address it to the court, not the convent. Then, I'll visit father on Thursday and slip it into the pile on the right side of his desk. He'll sign it, and the assistant will put it in with the other letters being sent to the castle. Once the letter is received, the court will send an escort to fetch me, as per protocol, and at that point, my parents will have to accept the change or risk looking foolish.

Suddenly, before you can discover how she became such fast friends with the princess, the book is forcibly closed.

xxxxx"I see you found my journal for me."

She looks vaguely murderous. "Oops?"

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