[zakuro.]

username: zakuro.
kalon name: bader - full moon
kalon gender: non-binary
playlist: 1. water under the bridge • Adele
-bader was madly in love with _____, but their relationship
didn't work out and they had to call it quits. they still love them.

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[L.V.L]

wip <3
Username: L.V.L
Kalon Name: Asher
Kalon Gender: Female
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[unluckythursday]

username:
kitnotcat
kalon name:
Infini
kalon gender:
trans male
playlist:
legacy // by eminem
(describes em's struggles growing up, and how his self confidence evolved as did he as a person. the same could be said for Infini.)
the next episode // by dr.dre ft. snoop dog, nate dog, kurupt
(self-explanatory. a catchy, classic rap song that any rap fan loves.)
hail mary // tupac
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username: Hinode
kalon name: 火災 Kasai
kalon gender: male
playlist: fireflies, disturbed - sound of silence
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● loves amber stones, marshmallows, fireflies

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1. Pretty little psycho - Porcelain Black
2. Gasoline - Halsey
3. Heathens - Twenty-One Pilots
4. Stronger (What doesn't kill you) - Kelly Clarkson
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May 23, 1996 - HART LABS
New Specimen
Age: 3 months
Birth Name: Evangeline Mercy Johansson
Gender: Female
ID no: 190705973
Experiments: Advancement in strength,
speed, hearing, vision, and a supernatural glow
Reason for acceptance: Runaway father, depressed mother
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190705973 is in progress with slacking results.
It has extremely sensitive ears. Too sensitive.
High pitched sounds cause pain.
Fast reflexes, no pupils, sees well in the night
Endurance and strength are more than average
But not up to level. Too intelligent for a 5 year old.
We will give it a journal to document it emotions
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February 14, 2002 - HART LABS RM. 250
They told me that I must write in this. It is for
A test most likely. I know they think I am smart.
I know they will read this but I will say anyway:
When I was five I downloaded 190703792's
brain chip she gave it to me before they... before..
Before she was... sent away. A failure like most of us.
I saved what she knew. She was supposed to be
A genius. A war tactic planner. I am supposed to
be a soldier. A killing machine. I will tell you now...
I refuse.
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February 14, 2004 - HART LABS RM. 147
They punished me for writing that. I shall stop.
They changed my room today. They told me that
Today is my day of birth. I've turned eight. That
Means I've spent eight years here. Being injected...
Tested... tortured. No not tortured.
Trained. Trained for my future as an army general
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February 14, 2006 - HART LABS RM.129
It hurts so much. I have been here for ten years.
No hope. No dreams. Just one future. But now I'm a failure.
They have declared my experiment a failure. My
Strength is great as is my speed and agility but
Not enough. My vision and hearing are the only
Things that went well and my hearing is a weakness.
I glow like they wanted but I have lost my colour.
Just gold and black. Dark grey. I cannot see the future.
I cannot fly. I just hear things I'm not supposed to.
I just see things I'm not supposed to.
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February 14, 2012 - HART LABS RM. 4
Oriana means dawn. Like that of a new day. I read
It in a book. It was smuggled by 190706520, a newbie.
He's interesting. They want to make him superman. He
is sixteen already too and willingly chose to come. They'll
Treat him better than us. Don't tell anyone, but I told him
About my birthday. He asked for cake. They gave him and he gave me.
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February 14, 2013 - HART LABS RM. 4
See I've been good. So I can stay in the same room as him. He calls me Oriana. His Experiments have been going well. I think he'll be a success. He's already flying small small. And he has super strength. He carries me and hugs me for fun. And another thing?
He kissed me.
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February 14, 2014 - HART LABS RM. 158
THEY KILLED HIM! THEY FORCED HIM TO! HE WASN'T STRONG ENOUGH FOR IT!
He wouldn't have been able to do it even if he wasn't injured from protecting me. He was a kalon! Why do they treat us like this? He came willingly and you still destroyed him! HE WAS ALL I HAD!
I know if I rebel they will blast music in my ears again. I will rebel lititle by little. First thing, I won't submit my journal before tests. I'll leave it. Because I'm leaving. I refuse to be killed under the pretense of being sent to another sector... or during raining like him. No. I'm already a failed experaiment, what am I waiting for?
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Goodbye HART LABS.
Today
I'm
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Oriana ran away. She ran faster than she ever did in the tests. Sure the ghosts still haunt her... the screams, tears, blood. The voices of her disposed friends who were failed Experiments. It still follows her.

Word count: 682 (I asked Pallis and they said so long as it's not too much over like 700 and above)

[Caelus]

username:
Jinko

kalon name:
Vladimir

kalon gender:
Agender

playlist:
Trouble / Cage The Elephant
Afraid / The Neighbourhood
Hunger Of The Pine / alt-J


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[Bright Horizons]

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Reagan Hart is not an underdog.

For the purpose of story-telling, I wish that I could tell you he was. He fits the criteria, after all:

☑ Lost vision in fire
☑ Lost house in fire
☑ Lost years of work in fire
☑ Occasionally listens to Nickelback

Well, perhaps the last one is a stretch, but you get my point: Reagan Hart's life has the making of a true tear-jerker tale. One that would land right around Castaway, if I had to guess. However, if I were to compare him to Tom Hanks' lovable but highly unfortunate character, I would be lying.

The fact of the matter is, Reagan Hart is an author. And, as you well know, an author can never be an underdog- there is far too little time for that sort of nonsense. An author simply is, and so Reagan simply is.

But, luckily, I'm not here to talk about Reagan's misfortunes. No- there are far better things to discuss with you today. Rather, I will be talking with you about Reagan's peculiarities. Or, in other words...the things that make his story worth telling.

Chapter One

Yes, dear friends, Reagan's story will be told in chapters. What more could you expect from an up and coming author?
(And trust me, there are far worse ways to tell a story! But I digress-)

Reagan was the mere age of 20 when his life succumbed to flame. It was an electrical fire, according to police, though the locals were quick to make assumptions of....different....sorts. But that is for another chapter. In fact, now that I think of it, we might as well put the fire off, as well. It's rather unimportant in the grand scheme of things.

So, let's try this again:

Reagan was the mere age of 1 when he first entered into the world.

No, no-- that's too far back, and also quite unimportant. One more try:

Reagan was the mere age of 8 when he entered into the 3rd grade. Ahh yes, much better. Now, why is this important? Wonderful question, thank you for asking! 3rd grade is important for one reason: it was the year that Reagan met me. Now, before you go and accuse me of being self-centered, let me ask you this: if I, Jordan Breaks, am single-handedly responsible for a) the moments leading up to the fire, b) the fire, and c) the years he will continue to live after the fire, then isn't it only fair that I be the star of this story? No? Fine, have it your way. Since you all seem to be dying to hear about this fire, I'll tell you. But be warned: I have very few lines (and let's be honest, my lines are always the best.)

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[I really would love to write more, but I'm afraid I can't fit it all into the 600-word limit. Here's a sort of explanation for the story: I've been envisioning Reagan as a writer, and I know that (should I win) I would love for him to be a sort of "second mate" in Jordan's space pirate crew. However, I've been struggling to find the right words for this competition. So, I decided to tell it from Jordan's perspective, as she's his best friend. I know it's not conventional, but it really sounded like a fun and cute idea to me. Again, I really wish I could write more- I had a blast with what I wrote so far, and would like to continue writing/developing this story should I win. Thanks so much for the opportunity!]

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"Well, if you hadn't noticed, my surname is Westwood. For
two simple reasons: I lived in the west of my village and my job
was to collect wood and light fires for the village. I've been parentless
my whole life, growing up with an uncle. Etna, I think was his name?
He may not have been smart - he believed that happiness lit a fire
even when he saw me using flint and steel. Every night.

But Etna let me get on with my job and we always talked when
I got back. It was nice to have someone that didn't laugh at me
at the time, and taught me the basics of how life worked."

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ego scire magis - (dreams)
"Another 'job' I remember doing was not doing my job.
There was a time when I would rather stay in and learn
about a world outside of the island I never thought I would
reach. So, I paid other kids to gather firewood under my
name whilst I hid from Etna, reading books and using up all
the ink in the house to rewrite the words from those books.
It might have been stupid, but what can I say? I love to
know things. I wanted something outside of fire-person."

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exploration - (a new world)
"Skip forward another few years, and I've gone from being a nerd
that stayed inside to 'working' outside of the village limits for as
long as possible. We were running out of wood at the time, as it
was being used up for furniture faster than we could grow new
trees. Why everyone didn't just recycle their furniture is beyond
me, but I was told I was allowed explore new areas without getting
screamed at when I returned late. Of course, I took advantage of this,
staring and dreaming on the beach for half the day and gathering
everything as the sun started setting. But then again, that's where
it went downhill. Fast.

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regrets - (escape)
"I found a rowing boat left to rot laying out in the bushes. It
seemed to be in a good condition, the opposite of what my
village was. I was old enough to support myself. It would've
been stupid not to leave. I left a note on my bed for my uncle
and sneaked out, soon arriving at the boat with the little
supplies I had. As I pushed it into the water, I decided to turn
and realize my mistake. A red flame had risen in the distance.
I didn't douse our fireplace before bed. At the time I was selfish.
I didn't think. I rowed here as quickly as possible. But now- now
I can't stop thinking about it."

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"I'm sorry, I can't say any more. It's all blurry after that. I can't help thinking about how it could've been
different if I had only taken my uncle."

"No, thank you for helping us. P will want to hear this. You're free to go."

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thanks for reading! I really want to expand on the story someday, whether I win or not!
art - 2/3 (i guess it looks better than what i used to draw? maybe?)
around 485/600 words
songs - 8/10

[Levi]

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"ex·traor·di·nar·y : adjective - very unusual or remarkable." Imagine a tattered cover of a notebook. Cracked leather and worn pages with faded ink seemed like a jewel in the eyes of this young kalon. The definition of a word he had been called by his mother was etched into the front. His paws clutched the journal as he held it in close to his chest. Ten years later, the same notebook is no longer the apple of this kalon's eyes, it's kept safely in a duffel bag with many other trinkets. A seismometer is bundled in bubble wrap, closely snuggled next to at least twenty other notebooks with sketches and notes that seem like gibberish to the average kalon. Loa, however, understands and treasures all of his tools. This "Loa" is a tall and lanky young volcanologist who is already one of the most advanced in his field. He is a Kalon always seen with a pair of dark sunglasses perched on the edge of his snout and a bag slung over his shoulder. This intelligent kalon was raised by two scientist parents who lived on the island of Oahu in Hawaii. Their son was named after a volcano, Mauna Loa, due to his firey colored markings on his pelt. As Loa grew, he was roped into the sciences by his parents and immediately was drawn to his namesake. Volcanoes had an air of mystery and intensity about them that Loa was determined to understand. Even now, Loa is still learning. He snaps pictures, writes essays, and collects data. On the outside he's the typical eccentric scientist, and he isn't all that different on the inside. A close group of one or two friends and his studies are all that he needs to be happy. Most of his evenings are spent with his nose in a book and a hot cocoa in his paw (usually there's some sort of documentary playing in the background). Although Loa does tend to be quite grumpy and reserved, all he truly is is a simple kalon on an adventure to discover.
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'...knowing the type of music you listen to could actually give suprising predictions about your personality!' With a roll of his eyes and a huff of annoyance, Loa tossed the magazine back onto the table. "Hmph, what a load of fooey. Who would actually believe that?"
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According to that magazine, classical fans are smart and rock fans are easy-going but selfish. Both of these conclusions reached by studies actually reflect some parts of Loa's personality. His music taste ranges greatly, but mostly focuses around rock, classical and pop. Each playing a different part in his life. Classical music is playing in the background while he reads and is the steady beat while he reviews notes. Pop is the energetic and loud pep-talk he listens to while actually out in the field. And rock? Well, rock is like his anchor. He listens to it constantly. In the bathroom, in the kitchen and even when he's sleeping. His music helps him to think, learn and focus his thoughts all on a specific thing. Although his main playlist doesn't really include only these genres, the three are his main. Each song is different and each means something special to him. He listens to his playlist everday day and will continue to add to it.

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