Username: irlkylo Name: Theodore (Theo) Gender: Male Writing:(300 words max) Theo stood up quickly, hitting his head on the bottom of the desk. "Ouch!" He yowled, grimacing. He smiled sheepishly when his class turned and all stared at him. "Sorry, dropped my pencil haha." When he sat back into his chair, paws resting on his desk, he tried to pay attention to what his teacher was saying, but it was all so boring. He wanted to be outside, running around, swimming. Goodness did he wish he was swimming.
"Theo?" The teacher called, everyone in class looking at him.
"Yes, uh the answer is.." He scanned the board. "22!" He smiled knowingly and raised an eyebrow.
"Correct." The teacher gave him a look and turned back to her teaching. Theo knew he had the right answer. Math was his best subject, so he was always abe to zone out and still get the right answer. Art:(Optional 1 piece, organic or geometric shapes only)
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Username: TheArcaneKitsune Name: Kestral (Kez) Gender: Male Personality
↞ dancer - free spirit - charismatic - playful - bit of a flirt ↠
Perhaps it was because of Sabel's influence, but Kez grew up dancing. Ever since he could walk, he was following her around, clumsily imitating her moves and slowly growing more skilled. But he was never one for belly dancing, always feeling a little silly shaking his shoulders and hips. He tried ballet, jazz, but none of them seemed to fit his style particularly well. While there were aspects of them he liked, they all felt too confined, too static. Until one day when he was young, he saw a street performance of modern dance. None of the dancers were particularly skilled, it was after all, done for fun. But he was captivated by them and the way they combined so many styles together. And it was so that he found his "calling"
Now, Kez works as a dancer and choreographer, he loves both performing and watching other people perform his shows. When meeting him, the word that might first come to mind is flamboyant. Kestrel dresses in "showy" clothing and prefers to be the center of attention. He's very charismatic and is pretty good at getting others to do what he wants them to do without them noticing. However, Kez doesn't use his skills for bad, per say, he's very energetic and a bit of a trickster While some of his pranks may be a little annoying, he'd never purposely do something to harm another person. Because of his nature, he finds it easy to make friends, but keeping them is another story. Most people find him a little intimidating, and tend to stay a little distant. As such, he only has a few truly "close" friends and cherishes each and every one of them.
(300/300)
Art: ^^^ wings are just there to look cool
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╭────✰────╮ hi I'm rocko! Any pronouns are fine Shoot me a pm if you need/want to talk! I'm generally not very active work + in college busy busy! ╰────✰────╯
Username: Mellifluous Name: Kahluah Zacha Gender: Female Writing: H O W D O E S S H E T H I N K? Miss Kahluah, would you rather… 1.Watch, Barbie, or Toy Story? "Barbie is my guilty pleasure.... So Barbie." 2.Read on a Kindle or paperback book? "Does it matter? As long as I can read it." 3.Go to a play or musical? "Play. Im not a musical person." 4.Go to the theater or a movie? "Theatre. I am a drama kid myself." 5.Hike or bike? "Bike." 6.Wear jeans or chinos? "Skinny jeans all the way." 7.Have O.J. or Lemonade? "LEMONADE ALL THE WAY!" 8. Would you rather be able to fly or have superspeed? "Super speed definitely." 9.Crash with friends or stay in the house? "I prefer to stay inside thanks." 10.Visit Europe or Mexico? "Both! I love adventura." 11.Vacation in Hawaii or Alaska, and why? "Alaska. I hate being hot." 12.Go skiing or snowshoeing? "Skiing. The rush is amazing." 13.Travel by plane, train, or automobile? "Plane! I love feeling above the world." 14.Enjoy a houseboat or speed boat? "Houseboat. It sounds tranquil." 15.Go climbing or zip lining? "Ziplining. Ive always wanted to. 16.Go to a comedy club or dance club? "Im too young but I like to dance." 17.Have a night out or evening in? "Evening in." 18.Watch TV or read a book? "Read a book." 19.Go canoeing or waterskiing? "Canoeing." 20.Camp in an RV or stay in a tent? "Rv. I refuse to tent." 21.Use Facebook or Twitter? "Duh Instagram." 22.Choose a free trip or money? "Free trip all the way. 23.How would your friends describe you? "Really unpredictable. Im a girly, adventurous, tomboyish nerd. Im a bundle of contradictions and they love me for it. Im also called the ice queen or Elsa because I love the cold and hate feeling heat." (296 words) Art:(Optional 1 piece, organic or geometric shapes only)
||{i w a s n e v e r c r y i n g} ╔⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯╗ ||Writing: {297/300} cold air washed through the station, a brisk, metallic scent along with it. A light breeze ruffling her fur, her mind travelling about as if it were already on one of the trains, she wondered, how long could she stand in one place?
The rush of traffic in a train station.. If you could even call it that. By now, would anyone be awake? Other than the silent night travelers who flew by her whiskers on their luxury trains. Her heart felt empty with this silence. Was it always so silent here? Waiting for a train that would never come..
A mumbling voice bubbled up next to her, propping itself onto her bench and kicking out it’s feet to make itself comfortable. “How long have you been waiting?” it asked, gruffly in a harsh yet still somehow kind voice. It sounded like the train’s screeching brakes, bringing a stop to her flight and grounding her into reality.
“Years.” came the silent, sad reply from a mouth that hadn’t spoken in hours - a scratching accompanied by the sad tone. The rough voice turned it’s head, staring into sad eyes that had never seen the real world. “Do you think one day that train will stop?” the voice inquired as the never ending train cars sped by in an endless haze.
“No.. i don’t think it ever has before.” an equally hazy reply came once again, this time carrying the weight of an old soul who knew more than they were worth. “Do you think it will?”
“Yes. i think that it will stop when we believe it will.” and, as if by magic, the train started to slow in front of them. Nodding to the voice, she sat in silence as it left.
Her train would never come. ╚⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯╝ ||{i w a s o n l y d r e a m i n g}