[Kenn]

MARK OMG

[NE0N-UMBR30N]

maybe res

[Lady Tuesday]

username: It's Tuesday Again.
name: Hamish (Hay-mish; nicknamed Ham)
gender: Male
a mistake they made:
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their favorite place:
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their biggest flaw:
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Personality:
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Art:
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Piece 3

[UltimateKitty]

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username: ultimatekitty
name: mark
gender: male
a mistake they made:
their favorite place:
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wip!!!

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[triforcing]

username: Namen Roodles
name: Hunter
gender: Male
a mistake they made: Once he pulled an all-nighter right before the Friday when he had to take a big test at school.
their favorite place: The Internet Hunter's favorite place to be is just on his couch doing absolutely nothing. The reason being is, he has a lot of homework to do because he slacks off a lot, but after that work's all done, he can order some pizza, relax, and watch some tv. Sometimes the most perfect thing in the world is doing nothing at all.
their biggest flaw: Under all that floof, Hunter has some pretty bad acne problems. It might not seem that much of a flaw, but it's worse than it looks. Sometimes he gets some on his chin and he has a hard time speaking, or maybe he gets one on his shoulder where there isn't much fur when he wants to go topless. How embarrassing, especially in public! However, he chooses not to let that get him down, and he tries his hardest to get rid of them as possible.
extras

-his theme song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGJX9tutZEA
-he's a dog person! ever since he was little, he has loved dogs. maybe it's because he can relate to them so much? or because he can spend hours playing ball with them in the park? maybe because he looks like one? either way, he loves everything about dogs!
-he really loves owl city
-his favorite food is pizza
-if someone calls him dumb, he just says, "yep!"
-he actually likes being called pretty boy and he doesn't consider it an insult
-he's always really happy, and you'll probably never see him without a smile on his face!




The winner can have this if I don't win!

[satyn]

senrisenri

" long distance / thousand miles "
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username: satyn
name: Senri Rosen
"sen-ree row-zen"
gender: male

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"I may make mistakes, but adding bad luck is like the cherry on top."

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It was a gloomy day in the city as ash gray clouds loomed overhead.
Senri pulled the hood of his sweatshirt over his head as heavy drops
began to pelt the pavement. His backpack of necessities and
belongings weighed heavily on his shoulders.

Passerby passed without a glance in his direction as the
tan-colored Kalon pedaled by each of their umbrellas. No one
wanted to be in the cold rain for too long, after all. Senri, however,
was in no rush. Taking a swig of his overly bitter coffee, he hummed
a quiet tune while curiously eyeing the store signboards above. The
nearest fast food building was twenty blocks away, so he had some
time to dawdle around until he got there.

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Senri rode along the sidewalk, about to take another sip before his bike jolted upwards. Brown liquid flew up towards his face and sweater. Groaning, he stopped next to some shrubbery before checking his shirt. "Completely stained," Senri muttered with a dejected sigh.

The Kalon looked around for a quick way to fix the problem before spotting a self-serve laundromat on the other side of the street. Looks like I've still got a bit of luck on my side.

Mounting his old blue bike, Senri switched his backpack to the front of his body so the stain was covered. Bumping down from the curb onto the blacktop, he peeked past a car for any drivers to the left. After confirming that no one was approaching, he started across the road.

"Good thing a laundromat was so clo -"

Beep!

The collision happened too quickly for poor Senri to realize what was happening. He noticed a fleeting feeling of weightlessness as a force from the right tossed him off his bike before he hit the ground. Sharp gravel pierced his face as his head slammed down after his body, causing him to black out.

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Senri twitched as images of cars flashed by his close-lidded eyes. They seemed to be honking at him, but the beeping sound wasn't quite right. It was too thin and high-pitched.

Suddenly, his eyes snapped open. Deep brown orbs shot around frantically as he took in his environment. A hospital? He spotted his gray backpack in the corner of the room. A monitor nearby appeared to be the cause of the beeping sound as it syncronized with images of his heartbeat.

A Kalon in a white coat spoke up, smiling comfortingly at him. "Hello Mr. Rosen, it seems you have woken up. My name is Dr. Aurelius and I've been taking care of you. Do you remember what happened the last time you were conscious?"

Senri blinked confusedly. "No. What am I doing here?" The tan-colored Kalon, after realizing he was on a bed, began sitting up. He winced as a sharp pain vibrated throughout his head.

The doctor glanced at some papers in his hand. "According to witnesses, you were biking across the street when a car hit you. The driver escaped the scene." His eyes flicked over to Senri. "You have no permanent injuries, which is fortunate; however, you did sustain a concussion and minor wounds, so I do not suggest getting up again."

"Oh..." Senri mumbled, looking down. "Do you know what happened to my bike?"

Dr. Aurelius stared apologetically. "It was run over. Someone has probably disposed of it."

Senri nodded and leaned farther into the pillowcase, sighing. "Thanks anyway."

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For the next two weeks, Senri was forced to recover until he was finally discharged.

"Thank you, have a good afternoon," the female at the front desk told him as he exited the building.

"Those hospital bills weren't pretty," he said with a sigh, staring at his wallet. He still had enough to go on for a long time, but being hospitalized definitely didn't help. Senri frowned, knowing he would need a new bike. Maybe he would find a fair-priced one to make his day better.

After walking for some time with a map, the Kalon came across a bike shop. He sniffed a couple times to get accustomed to the rubbery scent before browsing the selection.

"Hi! Would I be able to help you with anything?" a peppy Kalon asked Senri. He turned to the employee.

"Do you have any long-lasting bikes that aren't too expensive? I don't care what color," he replied. The employee bobbed their head and led him to an array of bikes. After testing each one out, Senri decided on a sturdy silver one.

Paying for the bike, Senri left the store with a grin. The past few events hadn't been too nice to him, but in the end, he was happy. The Kalon hummed the song he usually did until something warm hit his head.

"Huh?" Senri patted his head and stared down at the contents on his hand. A liquidy white substance that was mixed with dark chunky spots. "Bird poop?"

Following a string of curses, thorough washing of his hair, and a promise to never hum that accursed song again, Senri continued his travels. This time, remembering to look both ways before crossing any street.

k that ending was kinda cheesy oops

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"I'm a lonely little bundle of insecurity that's isolated from the rest."

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Senri doesn't like acknowledging his worst flaw and even tries to
cover it up. Under his smiling exterior, the Kalon is very distant. His
parents didn't care for him much and weren't home for most of his
childhood.

Due to the lack of close relationships throughout his life, Senri can
be socially awkward at times and has slight troubles with speaking
properly to others. He cannot seem to form bonds that result in tight
friendships, resulting in him being quite lonely. When Senri was still
in high school, he would have attempted to get closer to his friends
if it weren't for his inexperience and insecurities. Unfortunately, he
cannot confront his flaw and doesn't want to nor know how to ask for
help.

Often, his dark eyes will mirror the sadness that he feels because
of this ugly part of himself. Senri tries to use kindness and a
humorous personality to hide it so he doesn't give off an
unfriendly impression. He will force every laugh and smile to any
'yo mama' joke, even if it means he falls more and more to the
clutches of his biggest flaw.

Senri's flaw has ultimately led him to the decision of leaving his
home to travel the world at eighteen in hopes of meeting new
faces to quench his loneliness; however, the plan backfired on
him, as he never stayed in one place long enough to form good
friendships. On the bright side, he was able to meet new
individuals that helped him along his journey and put a true
smile on his face.

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Olive's Coffee and Café.

Senri dismounted his slightly-rusted silver bike before guiding it across the lot, leaning it against the cafe's brick wall. Ever since he was eighteen, he'd travelled the world alone after leaving his parents. Senri had survived with the little money he'd earned from his desk job and some money stolen from his parents' bank account. Now, as a twenty-two year old, Senri was making his way across Canada.

Stepping inside the café, he felt cold air and sweet coffee blow past his face. The atmosphere was accompanied by warm ceiling lights, plush leather chairs, and a wide display of pastries. Senri headed to the counter and was greeted by a kind-faced female Kalon. "Hi, how may I help you?"

"I'll have a black coffee," he said shortly, cracking a smile. The girl nodded before prepping a coffee maker.

As he waited, Senri stared out the window and breathed outwards. His attention was directed toward the female employee for a moment to hand her his credit card before he resumed looking ahead. The Kalon watched with hazy eyes as another Kalon walked past the café before stopping at his bike. They glanced around quickly before hopping on it and peddling off.

Senri had to snap out of his daze by blinking a few times to realize what was happening. "Stop, thief! That's my bike!" he shouted, pushing past customers as they shot him dirty looks. He burst out the door and dashed down the pavement, ignoring the cars that honked around him. He howled obscenities as the thief made the mistake of turning to gape at him, showing his face in the process.

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Back at the coffee shop, the Kalon who had been serving Senri gnawed on the corner of her mouth as she eyed the credit card in her hand, belonging to 'Senri Rosen.' The customer had suddenly yelled and left the shop, abandoning his card and coffee in the process.

"Hey, Emma? Can you take the counter over for me? I've got to step out for a bit," she said, leaving the café. Head whipping back and fourth, she picked up the sound of Senri's shouts as he weaved through a crowd. She ran to the back of the shop and brought her motorcycle to life before zooming down the street to follow Senri.

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"Please stop!" Senri screeched helplessly, looking around for something that could help him. He could throw an object at the thief, but if they fell and broke his bike, he wouldn't be able to get a new one. Adrenalin pumped through his veins as he followed the Kalon, wondering if he would ever catch up.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an engine roaring past him. "Get off that bike!" a motorcycle rider commanded to the thief, dangerously waving around a pocket knife. The thief yelped before making a turn into an alleyway. The rider cursed before parking her motorcycle.

Senri caught up to the girl, huffing. "W-Where did... he go...?" he asked between breaths. She pointed down the alleyway.

Senri sped past the tight walls and garbage bags of the alley before spotting a dead end. On the ground, the thief was groaning from a probable collision with the brick wall. Senri stepped forward, retrieving his bike while watching Kalon's back in case of escape, assuming that they were even able to in their state. The female motorcyclist ran in at that moment, eyeing the situation.

Senri realized who the female Kalon was, but before he could say anything, she held up a phone with a nod. "911," she murmured before speaking to the person on the other line.

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"So, do you live around here?" she asked, watching as Senri mounted his bike and slipped on a backpack. She handed him his credit card and now-cold coffee, which he accepted.

"No. I don't stay in one place for too long," he replied, staring at the sun as it began its descent. "There's no one there for me if I go home," he whispered inaudibly.

Senri gazed at the female Kalon and gave a bright smile. "Thanks for the help. I'd better be off." "You're welcome, Senri," she replied with a grin back. Senri nodded before pushing his foot against the pedal and leaving, off into the setting sun for another adventure.

As he pedaled down the blacktop, he glanced over his shoulder with wide eyes. The employee had known his name, probably from when she had checked his credit card. Unfortunately, he forgot to ask for hers. Shaking his head, he continued on without turning back. It was better that she didn't get to know him, anyway. Don't let anyone get close, his mind echoed.

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+4 from name meaning

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[Burn.]

Mark ❤️
Hopefully I'll have time...

[Muggywort]

[gouache]

Mark!

[Esther~]

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username:
*~Blizzard~*
name:
Evelyn,but her friends call her Evie or Eve for short
gender:
Female
Personality:
Evelyn is a big daydreamer. She always thinks big about everything she does. She is stubborn, but is known to often take leaps of faith. She tries to do what she thinks is, even though she may not know outcome. These risks get her into trouble a lot, but she is always positive in attitude. She has a naive and childish behavior, often being very cheerful and enthusiastic.

She is very gullible, believing almost everything she is told. She is also very competitive with most things she does. She hates losing, especially if it's because of her own clumsy nature. Though she may act a bit aggressive, due to her failure, she is still kind to her competitors.

Those quirky habits:
Evelyn enjoys burying herself in snow to adjust the cold weather. It is important for her to come accustomed to this terrain in order for her to race and compete. At times she becomes tired, and goes back indoors a snowy mess. But sometimes, she gets her tongue stuck on the ice, which is unpleasant, but contributes to her adjustments towards the harsh conditions.

Hobbies:
Evelyn enjoys making snow sculptures. She will spend hours trying to make one sculpture absolutely perfect, putting her all into the things she cares about. Tragically, the snow sculptures usually fall apart in the middle of her work. She hasn’t given up yet though.
She has most currently been attempting to make paint, but not just any normal paint; paint that stays on snow. She wants to create a paint that will stay on her sculptures, but so far, the paint has only melted the snow. She is very determined, and has no intensions of giving up on her project.

286/800(give or take)
art by gunpowdercat

a mistake they made:
Messed up her art work
The big art disaster

Evelyn focused on her task. Right now she was working on her art project. She had been carefully painting for nearly two months now.She tilted her head and looked at her painting closely.So far it looked perfect.She dipped her paw gently into a blue paint container and put it lightly onto her poster.

Her fur was now covered in paint. She didn't care though. It didn't matter because in the end it would all be worth it.She looked at her arrangement of colors.What to use? She looked at a bright red.No. Something else. She spotted a beautiful purple.That might work. It'll fit in perfectly with my picture. She wiped her blue paw off on her fur and dipped it into the purple. She again painted carefully with the color she picked.She looked at it for a bit.

It needed something else. Something to complete it.She looked at her colors. White might work. Just a bit anyway. She once again followed her procedure. Carefully and quickly she dabbed some white. Finally she was almost done. She just needed some green. She reached for the green and picked it up. She had to make sure it was the perfect shade. She moved towards the light shining in from her window. Suddenly she tripped.

She sat up and turned around.She felt shock at what she saw. My painting! Its ruined! The painting she had been working on for nearly two months was now ruined. She sat there still in shock.She wiped tears away from her eyes. Then she heard her pet bird chirping. She turned and looked at Aaron. She felt herself calm down.Aaron was her muse. The one who always listened to her. he seemed to understand her when others couldn't. She would make this painting no matter how long it took. She got up and grabbed a new empty canvas.Here we go.[/center]

their favorite place: beneath the willow tree next to the pond in her backyard

When Evelyn was young she and her parents hung around a willow tree.This was where her father had confessed his love for her mother.They would always sit outside and relax for hours almost everyday. When Evelyn had grown up her parents let her have the property,as a way to remember her special moments there. Now she cherished her home,and her special willow tree, very much.

The Wonderland in her Backyard

Evelyn looked outside.Today was so beautiful. The sun was bright, and the air was warm. She tilted her head,deep in thought.Maybe she could go outside,relax a bit. She had been working forever on her art project. She had recently messed it up,but it was starting to come together once again. She made up her mind. She would go to her backyard. She opened her door and stepped outside.

There was a light and gentle breeze. She shook out her fur enjoying the warm air,then headed toward her destination. She saw her the large willow tree she liked so much. She approached the tree and settled in a spot underneath it. She looked at the nearby pond. The sun was sparkling on its surface,making it beautiful. She saw a black and white dragonfly buzzing around lazily and smiled. This sight always made her happy. This was why this was her favorite spot. It was so calm and serene, as if nothing bad could ever happen.

She noticed movement and looked over. She saw a bunny with her children,nibbling among the grass.The thought warmed her heart. She had often thought about children.Though she didn't have a mate. The time would come when she would find her special someone. She just needed patience.She smiled at the thought and watched as the bunnies hopped away.Good luck! I hope they grow up into fine little bunnies!

She stretched and looked around. When she was younger she would hang out with her parents here. She would be catching frogs as they watched nearby. Everytime she managed to catch one they were so proud. Those were memories now.Happy memories. She had grown up, and a bit to quickly for her liking. Her parents had let her have the house and moved elsewhere. Though as long as she had this willow tree she was happy. She layed down and looked at the willow tree where all their names were carved in the bark.She closed her eyes and thought of her past. A smile appeared on her face before she fell into a slumber,dreaming of her sweet past.

their biggest flaw:
Evelyn's biggest flaw is her determination. If she wants to do something she'll go through with it. She is determined to always do what she thinks is right. At times this may help her,but at most times that's not the case. Usually her stubborn determination gets her into trouble. Evelyn knows that's how its bound to end up,but hey what can she say? Shes determined to keep this flaw. She's also determined that this isn't a flaw. She gets into trouble time and time again and she usually shakes it off and gives a comment of how shes just learning from these mistakes. True she may learn,but still this is a troublesome flaw that will always give her a crazy journey. This is her flaw. Her biggest flaw...and shes determined to keep it that way.

The Flaw. Her undying determination

It was a cold day. Her eyes worked to see past all the falling snowflakes.She crouched down and counted in her head.It was almost time. She began to count down.5,4,3,2,1.And she was off!She ran forward,pulling her mini sled with her. It wasn't long before her paws slipped out from beneath her. She fell onto the freezing ice with a quick startled noise. Evelyn stood up and shook out her fur. She was practicing right now. What for you may ask? That was simple. She wanted to be a sled dog. Yes true she was based of a shiba inu, and not a husky,but she still wanted to race.Any good sled dog could race on ice. And that was what she was practicing at right now.She once again felt the determination that encouraged her to go on. Her paws itched to be back to her racing.She sneezed in the crisp cold air and tried to think of what she had done wrong.

Evelyn couldn't think of why she had slipped. Well the ice was slippery...but it still wasn't impossible racing terrain. She shook her head,deep in thought. She wasn't even a real dog,even though she liked to pretend she was. She was a kalon, and other kalon thought it was weird for her to be doing this. She was like a dog though so they had no right to judge. She wanted to race and that was what she would do! She wasn't based of a racing dog,so this was all her. Shiba Inu were small japenes dogs that didn't race,but that didn't mean she couldn't race.She got up and looked around. All the other Kalon were looking at her as if she was crazy.Im not crazy. Im just following my dream. And I will succeed no matter what I have to do!

Evelyn got back into her crouch,her mini sled right behind her. She took a deep breath in and then breathed out making a tiny fog in front of her muzzle. This time she would do it. She just needed to remain calm and think things over. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw kalons giggling,and pointing towards her in hushed voices. They were mocking her for following her dreams! How rude of them! She felt angry at them for this,but it would blow over soon. She could never hold grudges for very long, and her anger disappeared quickly. Her mind went back to her task. She had to make it this time. She needed to show them that she could do this! They'll be surprised after i'm done here.

Her gaze was on the end of the frozen pond. Her paws ached to run,but she knew she had to be careful. She had to make this perfect. Finally she knew it was about time.5,4,3,2,1.Go! She ran forward and almost slipped,but she was determined to stay on her feet. She began to move forward,dragging her sled with her. She was racing! Across the ice!Ha! Take that! She continued to move,keeping her movements smooth and agile. She was at the end now! She felt excitement fill her from ears to paws. Suddenly she made a wrong move and slipped into the snow. She sat up and looked at the other kalons as they laughed at her. She didn't care. She had touched the snow! That meant she had made it! She had done what others told her she couldn't do. Before long she would be a real race dog.I did it! And i'll just keep getting better!

credit to rockosaur for the art at the top