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by Cryptz » Fri Mar 17, 2017 8:15 am
This kalon is based off of Adrien and his costume is not part of his design and can be removedEdits: common hair, uncommon ears, fur, pupil edits, tail edits, and shine edit
His actual design is very golden in the show, so he is based off of an orange tabby cat!
this is a partnership comp with the
Ladybug kalon! For this comp you must write a story about this kalon's life and how they met the Ladybug kalon!
Form: prettying up is allowed! Extras are allowed for this one! Story can go to 1500 words
Ends April 5th- Code: Select all
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[b]Link to your partner's form:[/b]
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by fruitvale » Fri Mar 17, 2017 9:00 am
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USERNAME⋮⋮ BOAT DOQ
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GENDER⋮⋮ MALE
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...Cooking isn’t hard.
...You just have to stare at a pot and pan until you see little drops of blood forming on your forehead.
...Which is what I’m doing in the middle of my kitchen now, since I utterly suck at anything culinary-related.
...I sighed, resting my cheek on my paw, propping up my arm and twirling the spatula i had in my hand. The light blue nail polish my cousins painted on my claws were cracking and peeling off, just like cheap brands do. Today was going to be boring, I just knew it. Another day trying, another day wasted. The clock across the room ticked with anticipation, the only sound other than my breathing and the constant rain pouring and trickling down the window.
...The air was still and cold, and despite it being late spring. The humidity seemed to just suffocate me and let go at the same time. My dad hired me a teacher for this since he was a chef at a restaurant; even though he sucked. The only thing he could really show off was the major ego he boils up non-stop. Speaking of my dad, here he comes.
..."Son," he mumbled. "I know you want to be just like me. Looks and all, even my incredible skills. But your demonstrator called in sick, so you can go off and do whatever teenagers do these days. Go flirt with girls and skate or something."
...I swear that teacher just comes over out of pure terror due to my father. I feel sorry for the guy.
..."Nice way of saying 'have fun, I love you', dad."
...He flinched. "The last time I uttered a single sentence as bland as that was when I still 'loved' your mother." I grimaced, but didn't let him know. "Now go on. The cleaning crew is coming and I don't need you side-tracking them again. The last time that happened, I swear..." My dad strolled out of the room, ignorant words slowly fading away.
...I won't be taking the car today, even though I'm old enough to drive alone. The bus is a better place to learn than this crap-hole.──────❖❖❖──────
...The bus screeches to a stop, the slight hum of the road against rugged wheels soon dispersing. My head put pressure against the seat i was leaning it on. Right now, it’s raining lightly. On the windshield sit little dapples of water, bigger droplets collecting others as they fell down the glass.
...We were at the cafe’s stop, a small bit of snow lying on the ground as the yellow-green grass stretched up as if it were waking up from the long, harsh winter. It’s early spring, but it’s also March we’re talking about. Climate is weird here.
...This isn't the same cafe I go to, as it's usually my dad's weird place where he sells overpriced and most likely poisoned food.
...I hopped out of my seat. Some dad and a daughter grabbed their bags and trekked down the long aisle of people’s legs and garbage, right ahead of me. Two others that I couldn’t label directly followed closely in front, hopping onto the stairs and off the bus once more. Brown-black trees stood loosely with thin, lanky framed bodies. This cold season has really killed them all. The only sight of growths other than the pale grasses were a little cluster of small pine trees and several crows and ravens scavenging for the long gone prey that died off during winter.
...Once my fur met the city air, the bus sped off and I was left in front of this new bakery-cafe that was all too different for me. Being social was just this activity that came along with life since things are complicated in my family- whatever you could consider this family. Faded faces laughed and talked as they chowed on desserts and hot cocoa.
...A gust of warm air that smelled of sugar and bread filled my senses as I flung open a door. The closes table was open, only three other groups were here- a couple, a group of teens, and the father and his little daughter. He sat down, sighing. Calm music played in the background, and altogether, this place seemed like a safehaven. Slumping down in the nearest chair, I grabbed the menu and sighed. This was one of those rare stress-free moments I can have.
..."Hello sir, are you ready to ord- oh my gosh you're Augustus Agreste."
...I looked up and locked eyes with the sky girl in my school, Mariposa, I think. "Oh, Mariposa, was it? Hah, yeah, I'm ready to order. Honey-lemon tea sounds nice."
...She seemed shook, but let out a sharp breath. "Alr- uh, okay."
...I glanced over at her once again, and Mariposa quickly rushed away. She's always so energetic and joyful around her friends, but whenever I come around, she's quiet. I wonder if she doesn't like me?
...A paper on the door I pushed open caught my attention.
...LOOKING FOR A COOKING TUTOR? CALL HERE FOR FREE LESSONS THE FIRST MONTH YOU APPLY!
...I got up and slowly took a slip of paper until Mariposa came back out. She held a tray with the cup of tea, but tilted her head to see the number he held, and went pale.──────❖❖❖──────
...It's been five months since I began lessons. The ravenette, Mari, became my closest friend. She giggled next to me, wiping off a bit of the flour I exploded everywhere. "Seriously dude, I'd expect the infamous Augustus Agreste to at least know how to bake cake." I spat it out, laughing along.
Limitation doesn't exist when I'm with Mari. I can be who I want.
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Cars below two figures raced past like small ants, the pair unknown to each and every one. Police sirens and a distant sound of dogs barking filled the air for a good amount of time.
One of the duo wore a sable suit and mask, a tail whipping behind him in anticipation. The other wore a red and black outfit and shimmering earrings.
The 'cat' fiddled with his paws, glancing over at Ladybug. Clear-blue ocean eyes reflected the lights of the streets below, almost like pools of water. They've been partners in crime for a long time and even though they didn't know each other outside of the masks, he's been in love with her, Chat Noir or Augustus Agreste. After a long day, the two sat atop a skyscraper, before he stood up.
"Ladybug, listen." He somehow mumbled, and Lady turned with her paws behind her, supporting the stance. "We both don't know who the other really is, but I feel like I do know you. You just... You're so comfortable around me, even though I'm not worth it. I'm just parking lot trash. I've known that all along. When I'm awake at night, I think about it, and I stare at the ceiling, and think about how I'm a complete piece o-"
"Chat, you are not parking lot trash. You're rambling again."
He took a deep breath. "Okay. What I was trying to get to was that I trust you with my identity. You don't need to trust me, but I think we should be at that point. Fighting crime has been our gig since, what, a year and a three quarters now?"
She stood up. "Chat, slow down. I don't know what you mean. Are you saying we should tell who we are as every day people? You know that'll screw everything up. It's risky. We've talked about this."
Chat stepped towards her. "But that's what makes it all so clear! Lady, I love you. In a non-sister type of way. I want to know who you are, and it won't matter. I'll still love you."
"It's not that easy! How would you know if I had a boyfriend already or not? I like someone else. August Agreste."
His breath hitched in his throat. "Lady."
"And if you think I'll start loving you instead of August, think again!"
"Lady!" She stopped and opened her eyes to the one and only, Augustus Agreste.
"Lady, I am Augustus. I really do love you, okay? I know you're probably some important girl, or maybe someone I know, probably even both. But I love you."
And suddenly, the shy girl from school he knew so well, the baker that he saw everyday, Mariposa, stood in front of him.
(457 words)
wip, collab with flowerlily and i
he's bad at cooking and great at flirting wrote:"Welcome!" A familiar voice called out.
August looked around, the rest of the kalons who joined already sitting down in their seats. Mariposa must've not noticed him because she was smiling, but then she saw him, and got off track. He saw her earlier that week as Lady, but they haven't contacted each other since.
"Alright, so.. We're baking cinnamon-swirl banana bread today. But there's a catch- You must partner up with a classmate and even out the ingredients between the two of you. Remember, a pinch of cinnamon is enough as it is very strong."
Augustus glanced at Mari who looked away and sighed in realization. She knew August didn't have anyone he knew in this class, and that there was an uneven amount. Everyone was either a 9 year old or some adult who seemed just a bit too old for this.
"Find someone to work with.. now."
The room erupted in chatter, like the tide of an ocean. Seats scraped against the floor, along with tables scooting around. August glanced at Mari again and shrugged, leaning back in the chair. Mariposa strolled over, sat down, and huffed.
"Let's get this over with. Alright everyone! Let's begin with putting on our aprons and making sure we have the right ingredients. Be positive that they are evened out between the two of you!"
Augustus snickered. "What?" Mariposa murmured.
"I forgot my apron."
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by angeldog513 » Fri Mar 17, 2017 9:01 am
Username: angeldog513
Name: Apollos (meaning one who destroys)
Gender: Male
Story:Extra(s):Link to your partner's form: TrashFans formIdeastwo rival kingdoms (kingdom of destruction and kingdom of life) and they had a strong hate for each other. The prince and princess are supposed to marry to bring peace between the kingdoms, but they don't like each other at all. The life kingdom that wanted peace but a kalon from the destruction kingdom saw the two kalons together thinking they are in love and since relationship between two kalons from each of the rival kingdoms is prohibited they reported it to the king who got angry and began making some of the kalons from the life kingdom and some from his own kingdom go mad and eventually the king made even some of the life princesses friends turn against her. Which might cause in them having no choice but to work together, eventually more kalons from both kingdoms turn against their kingdoms and go mad, this caused the both of them to (Maybe) protect their kingdoms as the kalon equalivent to chat noir and ladybug and (Also maybe) the princess in costume fall in love with the kalon equalivent to chat noir and she does not even know he is the prince. (WIP OF ALL WIPS)
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