[pallis]

[What's this? Better head back and tell Finn what you found!]

[mellifluous]

username: Mellifluous
name: Petrichor Hendrix
gender: male
personality: eccentric, bright, happy, excitable, loves cheering others up, flirty, just an adorable little butt
extra: dem artz tho

• loves shiny things
• loves jewelry so much
• is told he's too feminine but doesn't actually care
• loves kittens and actually has like three and wants more
• works at sephora
• obviously pretty good with makeup and likes to help his friends with makeovers
• loves his hair, will fight anyone that touches it
• flirts with almost every kalon, but not purposefully, just who he is/the effect he gives off

ressss
please don't steal my idea guys

[butchbronco]

username: The Master Doctor
name: Merle
gender: male
personality:
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[fūi]

dropping <33 good luck yall!!

[kaatlove]

RESS

[Evils]

username: Evils
name: Yvexielle
gender: Female
personality:
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Huge wip!!

[casiopea]

dropping, my art may go to the winner!:

[Trphlthdl]

Username
Trixyr

Name
Arana (Literally spider in Spanish)]

Gender
Female

Personality
Skittish, sometimes confident sometimes fearful. Usually very calm and reserved, doesn't like to let others see her true feelings.

Extra
Arana sat in the tree filled valley, her back to the stone incline behind her. A mere second ago the sun had been shining like there was no tomorrow, but now Arana thought that was a possibility. Clouds had appeared within seconds, blotting out the sun. The blacks clouds hovered overhead, grumbling and flashing. There was nowhere to go from here, outside of the valley were the bears. Unlike normal bears these were bloodthirsty, smart, and nearly silent. For some reason or another they would never cross the lip of the valley.

Behind her was a crumbling stone incline, nearly straight up. She had watched others try to climb it before. It never worked, they would always tumble down the side.

She looked up to see rain starting to fall and bolts of lightning exploding in bright flashes of light, nearly blinding her. Unable to look at the sky any longer she looked forward, panicking as she saw large shapes slinking over the valley's edge. The bears had finally crossed over. It was only a matter of time.

Arana back up a few steps, making herself as small as she could and pulling her tail in. The next thing she knew was ropes sliding over her head and the sensation of being pulled backwards. A roar from one of the bears rebounded off the stone wall.

Arana awoke to the sound of crawling, looking around at cave walls she'd never seen before. A crack in the stone nearby revealed that she was in the stone wall. The bears prowled outside, and when she glanced back into the center of the cave she saw that the ground seemed to be moving. Large spiders crawled around by her feet, and when she got up she found her movements restricted.

The spiders had wrapped their silk around Arana to pull her into the cave, but hadn't been able to remove it. Somehow it had become silvery and more solid than the average spiderweb. Loose webs draped from her tail to her back right paw, and another set draped loosely around her neck followed by a thicker one slightly higher. Each of her feet had spiderwebs much like bracelets, and her tail had a couple of the spidersilk loops.

Despite the fact that moments earlier spiders had been one of her biggest fears, she now felt nothing but extreme calm. The spiders practically ignored her, besides moving aside as she began to walk.

As Arana strolled through the cave, spiders moving aside for her to pass, she noticed large reflective orbs shining at her from crevices. It was only when one of them moved that she realized they were not orbs, but spiders close to half the size she was.

As if one cue the larger spiders began to stalk towards her, lifting their feet carefully and slowly. It was an unnerving sight for Arana, seeing the spiders stalking towards her coming ever closer.

The biggest of them was now directly in front of her, about a yard away. Unlike the attack she expected though, the spider all bowed down. Spiders don't have queens like bees do, nor even leaders, so it was odd that they had accepted Arana as their leader.

*She's only truly at ease when she's with the spiders
*She is very nervous if outside
*She is jumpy even with a spider, though can attempt to hide it
*Sometimes comes off as prideful when attempting to seem brave
*Can lie out of nervousness and get dragged down in a tunnel of more lies

Sneak peak into later (if I win)
Arana stood on a hill, her mane being blown behind her into the wind. She flicked her tail and an army of spiders appeared on the hill behind her, awaiting commands. She looked across to the other side of the soft valley, spotting the enemy on the other side. She tried to recall the chain of events that got her here, but didn't think she'd ever be able to remember all of it.


Art

-By Trixyr


-By ~Toothless Obsession


WIP
Spidra (Speed-ra)

[chanhee.]

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♕ nezushi ♕
♕ kami omo (divine lord) ♕
♕ male ♕
♕ the dark king/sadistic king ♕
♕ Born of a demon, Kami had a curse set upon his soul. "The boy may never feel but hatred, my queen. And my king, he shall be the one to betray you." The demon had said all this with a pleasant smile before chanting in Latin, laying an effective curse on the newborn. Teal swirls surrounded the baby, entering Kami as he breathed in. It tore his soul, and all that could be heard through the castle that night was the baby screaming as it's soul was ripped apart, tearing all good qualities away.

Kami's life was full of disaster, and most were for his own entertainment. First was the death of his milk mother. He had set fire to her in the field and watched as she burned, screaming through the flames. It had set his soul alight with joy, and he knew he didn't wish to ever stop this torment.

Next was his own father. Kami was never told he was to betray the man who had studded him. The idea had come to him in a dream, and he spent the night setting up the three trials. When his father awoke, it was in a dark room. Kami sat on the throne in front of him with a wicked smile and watched as his father stood. The game didn't last long as the king triggered the arrows in an attempt to escape, and it was only amusing to Kami to watch the man that raised him fall to the ground, lifeless.

At fifteen, Kami was crowned king. He had since found out of his half demon soul, and his mother had left the mortal world to go with his father, leaving him alone. His hatred for humanity flared more, and he proved to all those who called him a demon spawn when he was young just how right they were. The first village fell without flare, and it pissed off Kami, as he wished for more destruction. This was the time he decided he'd be the ruler of the country several kingdoms had been sharing peacefully for the past hundred years.

At seventeen, Kami died. It was a shock to all, including himself. He had finally gotten the nerve to go to the front line with his men to watch as they struck down another country. They all fought bravely, many falling under his sword, but when a sharp pain shot through his body, he was confused. There was an arrow sticking through his chest. It had been shot from behind him, and turning to look confirmed his suspicions. As he fell, he watched his men and the enemies stop their war to watch as the wicked king hit the ground with a sickening thud. The world around him faded, but his soul bubbled with energy as it was sent to Hell quickly.

Only a few days after Kami's death, he was sent back to the mortal world as a girl was performing a dark magic spell on his vessel. She seemed quite happy when he bolted upright and turned to look at her. The female's smirk was large as she walked to him and laid a hand on his shoulder, something he would not allow under normal circumstances. "My king isn't so mighty now, is he~?" she purred out, causing Kami to come back from his confused state. "Back off, young mortal, you mustn't touch me. And that spell wasn't even properly casted, you imbecile. That was a spell for controlling the reanimated dead, not bringing a corpse back to life." Kami growled and slapped her hand away, watching as the fear that had come to settle on her face turned to wonder.

Weeks passed and Kami taught the girl, Lillith, many tricks to memorizing longer spells. He worked with her daily, using servants he had no need for as subjects to the horrors he was creating. Kami started with small spells that wouldn't do anything but start a small fire, but by the end of the first month Lillith was able to take down small creatures such as rabbits with a few words chanted under her breath.

Three months of vigorous labor had the pair raising the dead. Lillith was in charge of reanimating corpses, but Kami did the hard work of actually controlling them. It wasn't as hard for him to do as it would be for a mortal, as Kami himself was a demon, but it was still annoying to have to repeat the same five words. More and more gathered and soon a large army of ghouls roamed under the orders "Leave no mortal alive."

The kingdom grew weaker. Their living armies were dead, but the ghoulish troops were growing in size. Kami was able to fend off their puppets from his Lillith, as he quickly remembered after the orders that Lillith was, as well, mortal. After a few attacks, he offered to call off the orders, but his partner in crime refused, telling him she didn't want what they had started to go to waste. He shrugged it off and continued going with the plan, taking over the country from a safe distance.

The kingdoms had always been peaceful, but after the last attack from Kami they were all on their toes. No other ruler was surprised when another attack came, but they were shocked when they saw what they were against. Their armies had grown, though, and they were able to fend off the creatures. This caused Kami and Lillith to get a bit antsy and make their way to the battlefield, where Lillith was stuck down and Kami forced to surrender.

After a few months of recuperating, Kami was finally out of the prison, but he was on the streets. His kingdom had been torn down and distributed between the other four kings, leaving Kami as just another guy on the streets. Many didn't recognize him, but those that did cowered and fled. It didn't bother the ex-king one bit, but as people came up to him with look for small talk, he scoffed at them.

Months of living on the streets, making his way around, had changed Kami. He looked more rugged than he had when he was living a pampered lifestyle, and many were starting to look his way with more than a slight interest. One girl in particular was after him and had been for weeks. After a particularly long night in a park, she managed to corner Kami and coax his name out of him, exchanging it with hers, Elfie. Elfie was already annoying Kami by the time he had gathered the nerve to push her away, but she kept after him, speaking in ways no one should talk to those above them.

Kami took twists and turns to try to ditch the lady, but nothing would shake her. Coming to the only logical conclusion at this point, Kami led her away from society, into the woods, and did what he knew how to do best. He killed her without second thought and fled back into the town, calling for help about the dead girl. Most ran to look, but one other male caught the sight of blood on his hands.

The chase was on. As soon as Kami noticed the man coming for him with malicious intent, Kami ran. He kept running, not growing tired, and noticed the man behind him doing the same. Kami stopped abruptly and let the other run into him before jumping on him, attacking as he had done to Elfie. The man was rambling about how it was him, the man who killed his sister. There was no accident. It was Kami.

The fight lasted till dusk, when they both realized the other wasn't tired. After speaking briefly, they learned about each other's immortality and fought again, each thinking of the others Achilles Heel. While never found, they never stopped fighting. One for revenge, one for sport. One a king, one a God.♕


Art!

by miss scei

by evyxle

by hasu

I wasn't sure if this ended at midnight on the 11th, so I finished by then! It's a bit rushed because of that, and I apologize!

[Captain Chomp]

username: Captain Chomp
name: Dmitri Ulric
gender: male
personality:
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Ready, set, give me some magic [please do not take my ideas]
-26 years old
-orphaned at birth
-owns his own arcade
-respectful
-lives in the suburbs of Chicago
-I'm no King, nor no prince, but I could be your Prince charming [total flirt and knows what he's doing]
-Has no royal blood in him like everyone things
-owns a rabbit
-Collects all types of trading cards
-For every person he meets he makes them a trading card

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Username; Captain Chomp
Name; Dmitri Ulric
Gender; Male

Introduction;
This Kalon captured my heart and flooded it with a character straight away and I was drawn to enter for them. This intro isn't some thing about who I am or why I want this Kalon, it's a PSA sort of thing. If there are any clickable links, I ask for you to click them for the fullest experience as they may link to off-post stories about the said topic or little tidbits of extras.

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"Your Shot In The Dark"
Dmitri hadn't long been a residence of his home just a few miles outside the city of Chicago when rumors had simply begun to surface of the up and coming arcade owner, fresh out of college for graphic arts. A nice house with the looks of a prince belonging to a wealthy family, of course rumors would've been going around and his lack of appearances into the outside world for a month just fueled them. Yet he was far from a royal title. [url=link here]"First thing's first...I am not a prince or a king, or anything of the sorts,"[/url] Dmitri would start for every conversation.