[Pie23035]

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Kalon name:
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Kalon's childhood dream:
Kalon's favorite color and why:
markkk owo

[zaz]

Username:
Kalon name: Pavé
Kalon gender: female
Kalon's childhood dream:
Kalon's favorite color and why: yellow - because it's happy

[eltonn]

Username: seedcakes
Kalon name: Maria Dunsquince
Kalon gender: Female
Kalon's childhood dream: res with aviation
Kalon's favorite color and why:
Brown, a dark woody reddish brown, much like stained wood. She likes he color because when she sees it, she can easily imagine the taste of cherry coke bubbling in her mouth, which is one of her favorite drinks.

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Cryogenic

Kalon name:
Beryl

Kalon gender:
Male

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What and why: xx >> Although considered a "dark" olive green Beryl finds this color to defy the box that everyone would out it in because of its name and enjoys the looks he receives when addresses it as a dark color when it certainly is not. He has always had an affinity for lighter colors and as this color [which he has lovingly dubbed "Caff" because of it's hex codes] is also a yellowish green it leaves up to his name meaning. Caff has always been in his life from the day he was born, his nursery and baby blanket sporting the obscenely bright tint of green and so has always been just a part of who he is and is the color that comes to mind whenever asked what his favorite color is without even having to hesitate.

Childhood Dreamin':
It started when they were young, only a few years old and barely able to tottle about the house and mutter in that broken toddler speak that everyone knows so well. At first the dream was just a few colors, maybe a little bit out sound now an then, but otherwise it wasn't all that special when compared to the other colors and sounds that floated through their head in the waking hours. As they aged it took on a bit more definition. The colors became shapes and the sounds became voices. They always remembered the dream perfectly, though it never held much significance, and just filed away the information for later [just in case]. It wasn't until his ninth birthday that Beryl was woken by his dream, bolting up in the middle of the night with their forehead drenched in sweat. The dream, something was off about it and he couldn't quite figure out what. It took him several minutes to gain his bearings and be able to reflect back on his unconscious workings. It was strange. The normal bright and happy colors that surrounded him in his dream now had a heat to them. it was suffocating and disorienting, making it hard for his to see through the haze of light and fog at the shapes bustling about in some infinite space in front of him. He tried to open his mouth and call out but the only sound to escape was some warped and screeching cry. Immediately he had shut his mouth in an attempt to stop the sound but that's when he realized it wasn't coming from him. With the realization he looked for the source, but everything was still too foggy and twisted, like the details had beens smudged in a digital drawings until nothing was recognizable. It was then that he woke and found himself upset. In the hours that it took him to finally fall back asleep Beryl found himself dreading the next time the dream would resurface.

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For years the dream would come back to him, each time something new revealed and each night the night before his birthday. On his eleventh birthday Beryl found the source of the scream, a dog in pain that had been hit by a car. On his thirteenth the voices in the fog came in out, gracing him with snippets of conversation and hushed and worried chatter. It wasn't until he was fifteen that the entire dream came into focus and gave him a reason to heed it's warning. It was an accident, a dog running out into the road to escape an abusive owner and causing a pile up. With no witnesses other than him in his dream world Beryl was forced to watch as tragedy unfolded before him with the loss of several lives. The moment that he woke from that dream Beryl knew he had been crying and did't even stop to think for a moment for reaching to snatch his phone from his night stand and call 911 himself, using the details of the street that he had known for so long to call in the emergency responders. To say he was shocked when he found out that the accident was something that really happened and he hadn't accidentally called 911 in a fit of sleepy panic is a bit of an understatement. Since that night he hasn't had the dream again but recently, several years later the process has stared again. Just colors and muffled sounds. He has no clue what it means but Beryl hopes its not as ominous as the last time.

[kaatlove]

Username: KatLove
Kalon name: Finch
Kalon gender: Male
Kalon's childhood dream:
Kalon's favorite color and why:

res! mark with red green colorblind <3

[messenger]

Pulling out

[Blackbirds]

Username: Noxyum
Kalon name: Rick, changed to Nessie
Kalon gender: transgender. Born male.
Kalon's childhood dream: to become an Olympic figure skater!
Kalon's favorite color and why: Foggy White. It reminds her of ice skating!

[Anza]

missed the end date T.T

[FluffyBirdie]

Username:

FluffyBirdie

Kalon name:

Ophelia

Kalon gender:

Female

Kalon's childhood dream:

Ophelia looked up at the scene around her, grinning broadly. It was this dream again, and she loved it. All her dreams came true in this one dream, and she wished she would always have it, every night.
She stood on the edge of a steep cliff, overlooking endless jungle and the mountains beyond. It was a place unlike the world she lived in. Floating islands drifted contently around the sky, held only by the thick vines growing down from the rocky dirt to anchor in one of the nearby mountains. There were faeries flying around, and winged animals dotted the skies. She jumped from the bushes clinging to the cliff, soaring towards the others. Ophelia laughed, pulling herself up as high as she could and then diving steeply down towards the jungle. Birds flitted and flew with her, and they told her of their day, and she replied cheerfully. This was her biggest wish: to talk to animals. She lived in deep jungles, and always wondered what other animals are thinking, what they are talking to each other about. Flight was her second wish, but if she could only have one, she would talk to animals. The dream started to fade, and she closed her eyes, feeling the wind through the wings for the last time before she woke.
Ophelia knew the dream was over, but did not open her eyes. She knew her wishes were not possible, that there was no way she would ever be able to talk to animals, or fly with her own wings. But she can always come close to it, and so now, she strived to understand animals' body language, and to care for all the animals in her jungle.

Kalon's favorite color and why:

Vibrant colors were always her favorite, whatever the color. But the color she truly liked was dark green. It was at odds with her normal liking for vibrant colors, but she had long learned that darkness makes bright things brighter. And living in the jungle meant that there was always dark green around her, like a comforting blanket that would always be there.

[rockosaur]

Username: rockosaur
Kalon name: Shemu
Kalon gender: Female
Kalon's childhood dream:
When Shemu was little she had the weirdest dream, that the whole world was turned upside down and halpof it was filled with water ( as in the water was floating out in space around one end)! Shemu decided to go to the water filled area and saw something she will never forget...there were kalons playing jump rope! Like how is that possible!
And to mention it some how when you walked around the earth it would take you 1 second to get to the other end. So it was I guess a good dream??
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Kalon's favorite color and why: Blue! To put it simply she loves to swim and the beautiful color Blue reminds her of being able to swim and how weight less and free you feel when your in water.
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