by Wind Song » Mon May 20, 2013 3:03 am
by allinian » Mon May 20, 2013 3:05 am
by Wind Song » Mon May 20, 2013 6:30 am
.And yet, without hurting anyone's feelings I hope, I will say there was very little originality apart from one or two forms,
As discussed with many members it seems everyone thought 'Oh, and air element kia, she can control the air and fly all day long', while this was not really intended on my part P:
Nonetheless, people put AMAZING effort and thought into their stories, I just wish someone would have taken a different route!
Annalese123 wrote:
cecelia
princess of the flame
Username: Hey there! I'm Annalese123. You, however, can call me either Annalese or Anna, either is completely fine by me. I've been a lover of Kiamaras since the beginning, but, like everyone else applying for these, none are yet to call my own. Hopefully, Cecelia can fill that empty gap! <3
Name: If this little Kia were to be mine, I'd name her Cecelia. I have no idea where the name came from or how I thought of it, but as soon as I looked at her, that was the immediate name that came to mind. I personally could never see her as anyone else. Her friends would probably call her CC.
Gender: Despite how CC may have a hot-headed nature and act more masculine than she should, I assure you that she is completely a girl. And I personally could not see her as anything else. ♥
The day my element was discovered: Cecelia's life was never ordinary. Being the runt of her family, but arguably the most noticed, she was always getting into trouble and being punished for her misdeeds. She was hotheaded and arrogant and was always giving someone pain. Such was the way of her life that when Cecelia woke one sunny, fine morning, she never even thought how drastically her life could change. Just one moment her thoughts strayed and that one moment, she lost everything she held dear.
With a sigh, Cecelia let the water ripple against her paws as the current of the river pushed it along. The deep crimson Kiamara stared at her paws, watching with interest as shadows were cast across the river. She never moved further into the water, even though the cool liquid felt wonderful against her flaming skin. For some reason, the peaceful water terrified her. Lowering her head, she lapped up the water, sending icy shivers down her throat. Flicking her mane out of her eyes, she wriggled around until comfy, letting her eyes flutter closed, curling into a ball.
It is unsure how long actually passed. A few hours? Perhaps. However, when Cecelia woke, she woke to terror. Her eyes flew open, a terrified scream piercing the air. She pushed herself to her paws, the intense heat causing her to shiver in fear, as her piercing red orbs stared at the flickering of orange and red around her. Fire. Terror clouded her vision as she coughed, the black wisps of smoke filling her lungs as it shrouded over the clearing that was now unrecognizable. With a hiss as tears sprung to her eyes, the young Kia looked for a chance to escape.
There was none.
Backing away from the fire as sparks sent it closer, Cecelia felt her paw dip into something cool. The water! Of course she could always swim away ... But as Cecelia stared down at the crystal clear liquid, she knew she couldn't. Although she was scared of the fire which surrounded her, her pure terror of the water stopped her from saving herself the easy way. Instead, she stared at the fire, and leaped through.
The flames engulfed her for a few seconds, until she burst through the other side. Panting, she collapsed upon the hard ground, until she realised that the only pain was in her lungs. She felt no burns on the outside of her pelt, and even now, it was if the fire refused to come any closer. She stared around at it, before pulling herself to her paws. In synch with her, the fire died down somewhat. Incredulously, Cecelia's eyes widened, tentatively stepping closer. Slowly, it crept backwards, leaving charred ground beneath it.
Nothing could stop the surprise that registered on her face. And so here it was, CC's first experience with a fire, and the first she learnt she could control. Even now, her powers are limited, and she refuses to use it, excluding in necessary circumstances. She holds her power very dear, for it saved her life, as unwilling as she may be to have it.
Extra: The extra that I decided to do was a scrapbook. However, you said only one piece of art, so for now, I only have the cover. But, if I win her, I hope to continue with this scrapbook!
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