[8RavenPhoenix8]

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(Res! I love this design. ;u;)

[castiiian]

possible res

[lonk]

slaMS down a mark

[ki-neko animura]

Username: Ki-neko animura
Name: Ilian
Gender: Male
Prompt: Ilian can feel the brush rip through his hair, he didn't know why his hair grew like this but in order to have the hairstyle he wanted it had to get this bad. He heard when the first brush broke in his wild locks, then the second, then the third. He ignored any others that may have come after it, after the brushing came water. His head felt heavier than him as the water dripped from the hair tips. After the water came the sizzle of the hair straighter as his already long hair grew even longer. It took an hour until it was fully straight and the scissors came after. With every snip no matter how small Ilian felt his head grow lighter, first a large chunk was taken, shortening the straight strands. After the initial shortening came a little bit of layering, shortening it even more. The hair dresser then took several strands and tied them up, twisting and curling them into a proper style. After they were all tied up the hair dresser sprayed a mist of a sweet smelling liquid onto it. "This, this spray is hard to come by... it's made of hibiscus flowers that only bloom on a blood moon. The flowers are boiled down with fresh spring water. While the water and flowers are boiling citrus and a little bit of silver dust is added. The silver absorbs into the hair allowing it to remain pliable and straight."

[Northstar.]

username; Northstar.
name; Meredith
gender; female
prompt;
Take 1
"Are you tired of nappy hair?"

The fluff alien wrapped in a burrito of blankets sat up from the couch like a zombie rising from the grave.

"Do you want soft luxurious locks?"

The green eyed Kalon nodded emphatically at the TV screen. A piece of popcorn stuck to the top of her head and the remote hung, tangled, by her ear.

"Try the thermo-diffuse-innator today! Made to tame unruly and wild hair! Just as easy as blowdrying! Our patent pending technology removes the need for buying useless haircare products! Call now for our one-time offer of three easy payment of $19.95! That's right folks"-

The Kalon scrambled on the couch for her cellphone, knocking a bucket of popcorn from the coffee table in the process. She had just had her phone a minute ago! Where could it be? Oh, wait! There. Next to the remote in her hair. What a surprise. Her eyes rolled at the creature on her head as she dialed the number anxiously and paid for two day shipping.

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Meredith stared at the boxed packaging, eyes glaring glaciers as she taped the box back up to ship back. 'Product will work or your money back guaranteed' indeed. The thermo-diffuse-innator had worked... For all of two seconds. Until it caught on a long strand of hair.... Then overheated... And caught on fire.

The Kalon was now a few chunks short of a full head of hair, singed around the ends, and at her wits end. Hair: 1. Meredith: 0.

Take 2
Coconut Oil

30 minutes had passed. It seemed like eternity.

The fuzzy-haired Kalon had read somewhere that coconut oil would tame the mane, so to speak. So she had went out and bought an entire jar of the 'Holy Grail of hair cures'.

So there she was, sitting with all her hair wrapped in a gigantic beach towel, hair soaked to the roots with coconut oil -- which she had to melt because the stuff was semi solid -- glaring at the thermo-diffuse-innator box that would be sent back promptly.

That little device was evil incarnate. She could almost still feel the heat of the flames singe her delicate cheek fur.

Ah well. Can't turn back time, or grow back burnt hair by morning.

And look! It was time to rinse!

"Healthy, luxurious hair, here I come!"

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BANG! SMACK!

"Arrrghhhh!"

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Meredith exited the ER, holding an ice pack to her eye and clinging to what little dignity she had left. She held the door open for a little old lady Kalon.

"Don't ever use coconut oil in the shower!" she warned hastily. "Or you'll definitely be needing Life Alert!" The little old lady gave her a pair of crazy eyes.

But that was okay.

Because nothing was worse then having to explain to the doctor that you had slipped in the shower, took out the curtain and rod, smacked your face on the corner of the counted, and then hit the tile like a bag of rocks. All because of coconut oil. And on top of that, a toothbrush was stuck in her hair while she explained.

Never. Again.



Take 3
Rumplestiltskin

"So you're telling me I just wait in this meadow for this guy and he'll get the product I need to fix my hair?" Meredith spoke into a cellphone as she twirled a burnt strand of hair around her finger. Static-y murmurs crackled from the phone. "So what's the catch? Hello? Can you hear me?"

Hmm, no service.

The Kalon held her phone to the sky with no luck. No bars.

Oh well.

She hummed an annoying tune as she waited on a conveniently placed log. A friend of a friend of an aunt twice removed had recommended this guy who she was waiting for. Supposedly he was great at getting things done. And his motto 'Turning your straw into gold' seemed catchy enough.

Meredith rolled her eyes. If he could turn her hair into silk she'd marry the guy.

10:31. Humph. He was a minute late. Her head jerked up at a twig snapping ominously. A skeptical brow raised at the cloaked, lurking figure at the edge of the forest.

"R. Stiltskin?" Meredith questioned to the figure, hands on her hips. At it's confirming nod, she berated, "You're late."

"Quite the contrary, I'm right on time," R. Stiltskin replied. The female Kalon fought the urge to scoff, but let it slide.

"So what can you do for my hair?" she questioned, straight to the point.

"Anything your heart desires, provided you agree to the payment." Meredith's face lit up at that answer. She would pay whatever he needed to fix her hair! Anything at all!

"Name your price," Meredith said.

"Your first born child?" R. Stiltskin asked, and at her annoyed glare continued, "Or, ya know, cash." Meredith was all to happy to being handing over a stack of bills at his insistence. "Just let me retrieve my...equipment..."

Then the hooded creep turned and went into the woods. Meredith waited a minute before following, completely suspicious of the guy. She saw the edge of the cloak disappear over a hill at a sprint. Wait. Was he ditching here!?! That no good, dirty rotten liar! Meredith gave chase, ignoring the branches that clawed at her hair. She would get her money back on way or another, guaranteed!

Take 4
Fairy Godmother

The frizzy haired Kalon sat dejected on a park bench. Leaves and sticks were still knotted in her hair from the day before-- and she had never managed to catch that fraud R. Stiltskin. And now she was a good chunk short on cash.

So Meredith huffed.

And puffed.

And pouted. Kits were squealing as they splashed in the park's illustrious fountain.

Suddenly Meredith's eyes lit up with an infallible idea! Her evil cackle ended up frightening the kits and motherly glares forced her to leave. She rolled her eyes. It wasn't like she would give them poison apples. But-- she would return tonight and have the most envious, luxurious locks of them all!
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All was quiet in the park, save for the dramatic sobs echoing from the fountain. Moonlight fell across the figure, who was practically concealed by a cloak of unruly hair. Meredith hoped she looked believable with her mascara running down her cheeks.

A glittery shimmer began at the edge of the fountain, followed by a bright flash of light and appearance of a Kalon with gossamer wings.

Meredith's eyes widened dramatically as she stared.

"A-are you my fairy godmother?" she questioned breathlessly, fluttering her eyelashes. The fairy godmother was all rosy smiles as she nodded her affirmation. "C-can you help my hair?" Meredith asked, gesturing to the creature that lived on her head.

"Hmm," the fairy godmother hummed, floating close the the younger Kalon and poking her wand through her hair. When the wand got stuck and the fairy godmother had to yank it out Meredith glared. The fairy godmother frowned. "Nope, sorry dear. There's nothing I can do! Let me know if you need a dress or something! Toodlepip!" And just like that -POOF- the fairy godmother blinked away, leaving only speckles of glitter in her wake.

Good thing she left so quickly too, because Meredith roared in fury and threw a shoe at the glitter in the grass.

Take 5
Miracle

"Have you ever tried, ya know, brushing it?"

Meredith eyed another Kalon obnoxiously popping pink bubblegum and primping her own perfect princess hair. Meredith flipped a page of her magazine as she waited in the queue for a stylist at the salon. Of course she had tried brushing her hair! What kind of question was that?! Brushing has never actually helped, and now that she thought about it, had always gotten stuck. So she never actually did brush her hair completely.

So Meredith 'humphed' and scooted further down in her seat, mumbling under her breath.

Minutes passed. And obnoxious clock tick-tocked on the wall. Soon the bubble-gum popping Kalon was called to the back. Then another... And there goes another one.

"Wait," Meredith mumbled out loud. The Kalon who was called the back had gotten here fifteen minutes after Meredith had, and didn't have an appointment! They were skipping her!

"You're skipping me!" she exclaimed, glaring. The stylists all ignored her. Fine! If they wanted to play that game then she would make it so they couldn't ignore her!

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The fuzzy haired Kalon was in a bind. She had plunged across the chairs like beds, rolled across the coffee table like a ninja, and knocked over a salon products display(on accident). And now her hair was tangled in a chair and the stylists were still ignoring her!

The door jingled as yet another customer walked inside... Except it wasn't. It was the boss. Meredith smiled a curling Grinch smile to herself before getting into character. Distressed female with serious hair care needs. Ready. Set.

Action!
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And that is how Meredith wound up with a lovely new hairdo, sitting in the stylist seat and staring at the pretty picture her hair made. Miracle worker. And to top it off? It was free!

[fruitvale]

MARK FLUFFY HAIRED BAB

[*JACKAL*]

Username: *JACKAL*
Name: Steel
Gender: Male
Design: Steel decided he was soooo annoyed with his mane that he thought to himself "OFF WITH IT!". That didn't go quite according to plan. He did take the scissors to it though and decided to cut a bit of a spikey faux hawk, styled with sugar water, with his fringe and a bit on his head. Then for the rest of the mane, he decided to take out a lot of the weight and make it a bit thinner. He took a little bit off the length and finished with some hot stones and daisy oils to straighten. Smooth and sleek! And now all the other kalons can see his beautiful eyes.

[OswinTheFox]

Mark

[kittykore]

mark with long high pony tail or pigtails ahh (Piggy buns too)

[Satyr00000]

mark