[Echos]

username;
name;
gender;
story;

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username; MichiMoo
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name; Palli
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gender; Female
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story; Palli wanted to impress people, but despite her efforts she couldn't. She decided to do something risky... which was being herself. She didn't know if it was the right idea, but everyone loved her for who she really was. It made her confidence soar and she decided to everything unique. She added accessories until she found the right match. She loved all the kind souls who loved her for who she really is, and for the ones who didn't, she would nod and say, "I understand, not everyone likes someone being who they really are. Don't worry dear, you're amazing." She loved inspirational quotes & lived her life by using them.
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[snipsnops]

mark ! <3

[elf_of_the_hollow]

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username; elf_of_the_hollow
name; Mochi
gender; Female
story; Mochi laid down on her bed. Her earphones were in, but nothing but static played out
of them -white noise to distract her. Her back was turned to her phone as it rang out it's
chipper tune. It sounded electronic and scratchy at this point, hurting Mochi's ears and making
her turn up the sound of her silent thoughts. She couldn't take another second of it. The constant
calls were too much for her. After the song had finished playing, an electronic voice scratched
out every syllable; 'you have 8 missed calls and 12 unread messages'..
Mochi knew that. It never seemed to change. There was always something that had to go wrong,
something that Mochi couldn't solve when people expected her to. She clasped her paws together,
sighing into them as she closed her eyes and sent up a silent prayer to no one.
'please, let it stop.'

[nana]

username; destiel hell
name; cleo
gender; female
story; yes. she is very very feminin. but her passion is riding horses. she loves to feel the wind in her fur and just exploring, its her passion.

[shishou]

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username; actualcannibalshia

name; cheri

gender; female

story; lWWXX

cheri gazed outside her window of her
little plant shop. she had just opened up the shop a few
days ago and had gotten a good couple of customers. a
ring of the bells on the door awoke her from her dream
in came cyber, her favorite customer and volunteer, she
looked around the shop smiling her warm smile and said
a small hello to cheri. cheri smiled back and welcomed
her, "what would you like today sweetie?" she was used
to calling cyber 'sweetie' and 'honey', "i'd just like to help"
aah yes, how could we forget. cyber would often come
here to help care for the plants for awhile which brightens
up cheri's day. she happily led cyber to the greenhouse
place and ran around the big, wide field feeling the wind
in her fur with cyber not far behind. laughing slightly she
halted and laid down in the grass laughing as cyebr tumbled
down. after being goofballs they spent the next hours caring
for the plants and customers.
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reserve

[jumu]

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username; Lioth
name; Aleiah
gender; Female
story; The other kids didn't have too much nice to say about her. The girl who was always wearing little crowns made of
flowers, particularly ones in the red color spectrum. All day she would spend her time picking flowers from the little wild
flower patches outside the building, twining their stems together and adorning her cute, hopeful face with their beauty.
All of the kids thought this was very freakish, until a boy came along who no one knew. He became popular quickly, since
they rarely got new folks about town, but he was soon shunned when he sat next to the girl and he, too, picked flowers
to weave into intricate crowns so that he and the girl would be as beautiful as they felt on the inside, together. They
grew up with floral monuments to their past and two hands clasped together in a sense of unity and love, something
none of those other kids could understand, even as they all grew old and withered in pain and desperation for what the
two had found at such a young age.

[The Worst Username]

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“Can’t believe it, still can’t believe it…” Ann murmured.

John and I nodded as we all trekked up the mountain, no one wanting to pause and look at the war-torn landscape below.

“I jus’ want to see a horizon. One las’ time,” John said.

“Agreed,” I replied. We had to stay in the shadows of trees and huge rocks to avoid attack by foreign soldiers and even desperate people from our country; we couldn’t ever see even the faintest bit of a sunset.

We continued in silence up the mountain.

“Think it’s safe? To go out in the open?” Ann asked after a long bout of quiet.

“Who cares?” I shouted. “If we’re gonna die of lack of food or exposure or something, we should at least see the horizon before we pass.”

“It’s decided,” Ann said.

My legs were ready to give out by the time we reached the top, but when I looked up, it was worth it. We were at the top of a huge mountain, forests stretching out beneath us, rivers flowing, torn-up cities, the sunset sewing heaven and earth together.

“The perfect horizon,” I murmured. At that moment, we all felt like gods.
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Here's my form! The story is a bit weird/rushed/cliched/nonsensical/etc.,
but that's alright.

Best of luck, everyone, and have a nice day!

[spiniferal]

good luck, and whoever wins this Kalon is by far the luckiest person to have the prettiest Kalon! (I know it hasn't ended yet.)