[Drakongeist]

Owned by Sable.

[Charchar2]

He's very pretty ^w^

[Violenca]

Violenca

Kanji

Male

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sr2wB9s3q4o

ART

Kanji is getting embarresed because a Female Kiamara just looked behind his front and saw what a kind person he is.

Kanji is a little bit grumpy. Because someone ates his Apple >:c
by the wonderfull Little.Apple

[Moonskye]

Not sure yet, but he/she is really pretty!

[The Glass Doe]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Extras: No more than 3 things! This can include a piece of art, a story, his/her personality, a poem, a theme song ect.

[pomme]

≠Username: O l i v e r

≠Name: Dustino, but goes by Dustin c:

≠Pronounced: Dust-een-oh

≠Gender: Male, and very much male

≠Personality: Dustin is very anti-social, keeping to himself most of the time. If something is on his mind, he will never find a way to get it out. Liking the darkness, in the shade or in dark corners is where he spends most of his days. But he isn't a ghetto sort of kiamara, he is very upper-class and polite if you get to know him. The coldness of his voice is haunting but attractive. But all of this shades who is really is. He can be cruel and sort of concealed, and if angered, can hurt you. Dustin can be very sarcastic and chuckles at every mistake, watching you until you finally leave. His attitude makes a great part on who is is exactly. Though rough, he can make a great lover and he can be a friendly acquaintance. He tends not to have friends, because he hates the thought of being affectionate but if you are friendly to him, he may accept you as a friend.

"Yes, everything she said is correct, but I have a reason for me to act as I do. I had a hard past, just letting you know. Do not judge me harshly, please, or you'll be sorry."

≠Interview:

Hello Dustino!
"Call me Dustin…"
Ah, yes. So I have a few questions for you
"Shoot,"
What is your favorite color?
"What is this? Preschool? Whatever. I like the color navy blue,"
… Ok ._. What is your sexuality?
"Strait. Definitely strait,"
Do you have plans if I adopt you?
"I'd like to be role-played on the fanforum…"
What song describes you?
"This song,"

≠Art: Here, here, here

[Vulpine-Poltergeist]

Username: Wolf_Bringer_1999
Name: Didyxi (Did-EE-chEE))
Gender: Male
Extras: No more than 3 things! This can include a piece of art, a story, his/her personality, a poem, a theme song ect.

PERSONALITY:

Didyxi is more of a little devil than you think. However, on his good days he's just grumpy, but nonetheless good with little kids. Here's some of his traits:

.: Grumpy :.

WHADDYA WANT.

Obviously, Didyxi is a grump. He doesn't like being bothered often- a lot of people expect him to be old, but he's actually in his teens.

No duh, Sherlock...

.: Sarcastic :.

As you saw when I hinted at his approximate age, his "No duh, Sherlock..." line hints at this trait. When he isn't grumpy, he is most likely the most sarcastic Kiamara in history.

Well, whaddya expect...?
Oh hey, is that... NO. IT'S NOT.. OHMYGOD COTTON CANDY!!! *girly screech*

.: A bit childlike :.

Yes, he is childlike at times.. Mostly because of cotton candy. He just loves the stuff!

*noms on cotton candy* ... What?

.: Playful with kids :.

Got a child? Need a babysitter? Well, who would have known that the grumpy Didyxi would make a good playmate?

Let's play hide and seek! Hopefully I don't lose you and find you in the neighbor's trash again... Ready? One...Two....Three......

THEME SONG AND WHY:

Well, his theme is, surprisingly, Into the Nothing by Breaking Benjamin
Why? Because his mom is off with another Kiamara and forgot about him, and his father was in a war and is now in a coma for the rest of his life. (That also kind of explains his grumpiness, I think..)

[kibbleeCat]

Username:
BumbleBee.

Name:
Dean

Gender:
Male

Theme song:
Troublemaker- Olly Murs

How Dean got his feathers:
When Dean was just a tiny little baby, his parents took him out into the woods. Dean didn't know what anything was, and got very scared at all the birds and animals. Back then, he was a little sweetheart, hair in his face, twinkle in his eyes. But scared of almost everything. His parents took him farther in, but Dean was ou of breath in five minutes. Dean asked his mom, "Why are we here?" His mom told him that they were going to collect feathers. Dean didn't know why she was making such a big deal out of this. It is just feathers, right?, Dean told himself. As they got farther, dean got used to all the unusual sights and sounds. He saw a bird he really liked. It was plump and red, and had a sort of Mohawk. Dean said to his mom, "I want dat one!!" They tried to reach the bird, but it was too high in the tree. Next, Dean spotted a small, blue, black, and white birdie on a low branch. "I want dat one, mama!" Mom helped Dean reach up to get some feathers. Dean was stomping his paws on the ground. He was so excited to get his first feather! After they got a few from the blue jay, they went back home for some rest.
The next morning, after a meal of eggs, they went out towards a river to get a few more feathers for Dean. On they way, the saw plenty of exquisite animals such as a doe and her fawns, horses, frogs and toads, and plenty of beautiful birdies! Dean's eyes were big with excitement. This was the prettiest thing he'd ever seen! There were birds of every size, shape, and color, but one especially cought his eye. It looked similar to the red bird they had saw yesterday, but it was an olive green color, and much bigger. Dean's eyes got even bigger as they cautiously approached the bird. "Oh no!" Shouted Dean. "It flew away!" "Don't worry Deanie Beanie," said mom. "Some feathers fell off. See?" "Yayayayayayay! Pretty!" Dean shoulted excitedly. "I want dose ones!" Mom pawed at the feathers, and they fell of the branch. "Only one more feather to go, Deanie Beanie!" Mom told Dean. "And I have it right here for you. Dean's mom handed him a navy blue feather with a white stripe in the middle. "Why this one?" Dean asked mom. "This feather was passed down from generation to generation, starting with your great great great great great grandmother. It is very special, and you must take good care of it. "I promise I will, Mama!" Dean walked up, hugged mom, and darted back to the den. He put the feather in his lucky box, locked it up, and put it in hiding, so it would always be safe.

Art:


Little last minute sketch I whipped up. XD

[Foul]

dropping out. :C

ive got my eyes on 144

[Kiesen]

Smoke-the-Wolf



His true name is Crocuta but after joining the thieving,illusive guild of Kiamara's; Hyena became his street name.



Male





Hyena started out as a starving pup on the streets in the Morocco he gained his slight thieving skills slightly after robbing others of their meal. Being a orphan he was soon sent to a foster home but not in his home town but to... America? He didn't think it would be so bad after all this was a country for new chances.

After soon arriving in a the bright flashy town by the name of New York the lights dazzled him so he decided to chase after them. With no avail he ended up in the alley way, dark and mysterious he heard a growling sound and backed up. A pair of red eyes peered from the fence and with a deep scraggly voice the Kiamara spoke "What are you doing here road rat" he snapped is jaws and walked closer towards Hyena. The light shined on his coat it was mangled and matted stained with blood and scars from fights Hyena replied "I-I'm lost sir..." Just then a more croaking female voice spoke "Being lost out here is very dangerous yes-yes."Hyena gulped and shuffled his paws "I better be going" as he tried to run the male grabbed his tail fluff "Not so fast anyone that dares step into are territory stays or will never see the light again" Hyena glanced back "What does that mean?" the female cackled "That means your with are pack from now on! Otherwise..." Hyena gritted his teeth "I guess.." the male let go of his tail "Smart choice kid. Now follow me" he yielded to the command and followed the Kiamara through a torn fence. Many eyes stared at him as he entered a building littered with shinies and bones "What is this place umm?" he turned back "This is camp got a problem? Call me Scar..." Hyena gulped as they circled around a small fire in the middle of the building. "So kid what's your name?" Hyena shyly replied "Crocuta" the other Kiamara's began to laugh "Hah that is one tough name you have there kid" he sulked as the Kiamara examined him "Hmm brown...spots like a hyena... Aha! Your new name from now on is Hyena! " Hyena perked his ears at the name and nodded "Now that is solved shall we start with your duties? "

Now that another story.


Kyoto-Skrillex




♪ Feel the Music ♪