✎ [Kalon Adopts] Development Event — (OVER!)

[gooey.]

workshop one, day four can be found here!

[pilotlight]

Workshop One - Art Prompt

Kalon Name:
Delta
Link to Kalon:
Doot
Drawing:

[Orbit.]

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Camella
Link to Kalon: Here
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:
Camella took a deep breath and sat down on a rusty bench. She was walking in a local park and decided to take a break for a minute. She looked up to glance at the blue sky when a tiny insect fluttered past her and blocked out the sun for a moment. She followed the insect curiously until it landed on a flower, she saw its beautifully colored wings and knew it was a butterfly(her favorite animal). Camella was fascinated by it, she stared at it for a moment and took out a note pad. She quickly sketched a small image of the butterfly and put it away. Camella walked over slowly to the flower where it had resided. She carefully cupped her hands under the butterfly and raised it up off of the flower. She allowed it to crawl on her hand as she looked at it in awe. Eventually, the tiny insect flew away and she watched it glide freely into the sky.


Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Camella
Link to Kalon: Here
Draw them interacting with their favorite thing:

[lonk]

workshop one - day four exercise

[otori]

day four exercise!
workshop no. 1 writing and art prompts

[Sixbane]

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name:Lupita
Link to Kalon:Link to Kalon: Here
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:
Lupita sighed as she fell into her office chair, frowning at the squeak it made at the effort. Finally the day was over. She could rest...go home, after a few more papers she needed to fill out of course. Just a little more paperwork. Her eyes glazed over to the shelves across from her desk, covered in bottles and model ships. Sitting up she eyed them. They always helped her to relax..it was why she kept them there. Dragging herself back out of the seat she walked over....picking up one of them. her favorite one....a simple ship she stared down at the bottle, imagining it tossing and turning on waves inside....little fishermen at sea...keeping the boat afloat. She let her mind drift off in pleasantries....ah well, she may not have a real boat...but the little bottled sea stories would help her stay a part of the sea for time to come.

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Lupita
Link to Kalon: Here
Draw them interacting with their favorite thing:

[iHolli]

Workshop One - Writing Prompt

Kalon Name: Gail & Bahati
Link to Kalon: Gail ;; Bahati
Prompt:
At first glance Gail is not the shy, timid, quiet Kalon she was as a child. The girl has grown into a tomboy who loves the adventure of her job and loves the people she meets. Gail is a fast thinker, a kind heart, and well--she's still pretty clumsy, but she's learned her way around it.
However the young Kalon carries plenty of regret on her shoulders. Her job thankfully distracts her from the pain of being shut out by her father and her own failures as a mother yet the weight is always there. Gail is constantly fearful of upsetting others by saying or doing the wrong thing, and her depression often comes back to her, reminding her how little control she has over her own life. The work of a creature documenter only just keeps Gail happy despite being without the most important Kalons in her life.

Bahati's number one and only priority in life is Bahati. The Kalon's unlimited goal to boost her ego drives her in life, and provides the perfect excuse for her favorite activity--racing. The nomadic little Kalon is legendary in Africa for showing up to put a bully in their place with a challenge, preferably racing, but any challenge. Bahati is loved by the people and seen almost as a savior, even though all her work is simply to benefit herself. Like her ego there's no end to Bahati's spunky, loud-and-proud attitude.

Workshop One - Art Prompt

Kalon Name: Gail & Bahati
Link to Kalon: Gail ;; Bahati
Drawing: xXx

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Gail Covington
Link to Kalon: Gail
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:
Gail's blue eyes were bright as she watched the group of small creatures scamper about the water's edge. From a rather precarious spot among some rocks, the Kalon scribbled notes and sketches of the river otters, internally squealing over their cuteness. There was just something about the playful critters and their love of cuddling that brought happiness to Gail, and she could watch her favorite animal all day.
Suddenly poor Gail's notorious clumsiness took over and her paws began to slip off the rocks, causing her to drop her things as the Kalon struggled to maintain her balance. The worn leather book thudded to the ground, immediately grabbing the otters' attention as they stopped and stared in Gail's direction.
"Ack," the Kalon murmured, sliding to the dirt and slowly picking up her book. "Sorry...!"
One particularly brave otter took a few steps toward Gail, its eyes bright as it focused on her, trying to work out her intentions. Thinking fast, Gail reached into her knapsack for one of the small fish she'd caught a short time earlier for her lunch, holding it out to the otter. The creature crept forward, sniffing the air, and finally reached as far as its neck would go to grab the fish and rush back to the others.
Gail remained in that spot the rest of the afternoon, the otters soon deciding she wasn't going to bother them, and enjoyed watching her new friends play.

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Bahati
Link to Kalon: Bahati
Draw them interacting with their favorite thing: xXx
Bahati's favorite thing is Bahati, or boosting her ego.

.Holli.

[eltonn]

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Malone Storm
Link to Kalon: x
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:

The grey kalon brushed his bright hair out of his eyes as he worked. Malone had finally saved up enough funds to move to Libya and open his little soap shop, and he couldn't be happier. He loved watching the soap melt down into a thick goo. Setting out his tools, Malone hummed quietly to himself as he waited for the soap to set. He had dyed the soap right after melting it, then poured it in alternating layers. While he hummed, he filled an icing decorator with pale soap, testing the end to make sure it worked properly. A smile lit upon his face. Malone loved this part. Carefully, he squeezed the hot soap on top of the brick of setting soap, creating a cake-like pattern. When it was finished, he grinned, leaving the room to allow his new product to dry.

When the soap had set, Malone returned with a thin string. He took the new soap cake out of the mold, admiring it before setting it down on the table. Holding the string, Malone used it to slice the soap into thin strips. He arranged them on a plate, continuing to hum all the while. The male then took his favorite glitter pen, writing in neat handwriting 'Caramel Scented Soaps - $3 each.' Malone pinned the note to the plate, then lifted the entire ensemble and pushed through the door, out of his back room and into his shop. He placed the plate down in the shop window, glancing out the glass and into the streets. Kalons were beginning to come out of their homes to do shopping, and Malone knew what happened next. He skipped to his door, flipping the 'Closed - Sorry!' sign to the other side. 'Open!' It welcomed in his bold handwriting. 'Please come in!'

[Rakkun]

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name:

Niles Sumunity

Link to Kalon:

> Link <

Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:

Niles beckoned to Curts but the massive quarter-horse was pretending not to listen. It was very apparent that Curts ears were turned towards Niles so he knew he was there. Nilies grinned pulling a fresh apple from his side bag. He offered up the shiny red apple but Curts only took a small glance before turning right back to where he was. The stubborn horse refused to budge. "Get over here!" Niles called turning the apple in the light. "stupid horse" he muttered to himself. "Everyone will start to wonder why I have put up with you for so long." He took a short bursting run at horse but Curts hopped away quickly and playfully. Shooting Niles a 'I'm so much better than you' glance as he snickered. Faking frustration Niles threw his hands up in the air and tossed himself and the apple to the ground. "You're being unreasonable!" he said aloud with his arm crossed. The apple landed a few feet away and the horse gladly trotted over to gobble it up. "If you don't start listening to me I'm going to have to change your name to emergency rations!" Niles said jokingly. He knew he had heard the joke before but couldn't remember from where... Still it was enough to draw out a chuckle from him. Truthfully Niles loved the games just as much as Curts so he refused to separate from him. Curts came over and nibbled on Niles shoulder slobbering un-chewed apple chunks happily all over him. "You disgust me." Niles said wrapping his arms around the stupid horses neck.

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name:

Niles Sumunity

Link to Kalon:

> Link <

Draw them interacting with their favorite thing: (item, person, place, etc.)

[Error]

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Flicker
Link to Kalon: LINK
Draw them interacting with their favorite thing: Counting the stars

Sorry for the rushed quality, I didn't have much time to work on this. ;~;

-- Writing is also rushed due to being a bit stressed for time.... ._.

Workshop One - Day Four Exercise

Kalon Name: Flicker
Link to Kalon: LINK
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing: Her favorite thing is to count the stars, so the writing below is mostly a vague concept of why she enjoys the stars. So in a sense she is interacting with them?

How unfair it was that others could sleep while Flicker had to remain awake, as her body hardly allowed her to sleep and drift into the warmth of nothingness. Instead she had to remain within reality, within her own thoughts and with not another to talk to. She remembered being angry at first by this, that her insomia forced her to remain in the world of the night sky. Yet it was within that exact thought she realized how beautiful it was. That she could see the stars at their brightest peaks when others were fast asleep in their dreams.
She does not remember when it was that she began to count them, it was an idle task like counting sheep that would eventually allow her to sleep. It hardly worked, yet, each sleepless night she would scribble down upon scrap paper where the star was, which star it was, what she had decided to name it, there were many stars. All of them had their own names, she knew it. For she gave to them their names and drew about constellations within them. There were not offical ones, but they told stories nevertheless about lores of things that possibly didn't exist. It felt like a noble task to uptake, in a world of night sky, where only she and the night sky remained. The walls were filled with endless notes now about the stars and who they were and what they were like, she was always so careful to not count the same star twice, it wasn't an easy task, but, she was able to manage.
Flicker found friends within the sky and the stars were all that seemed to matter to her, her room knew their company too, her bed was filled with scraps of paper and broken pencils, some sharpened others but a smudge of lead within them. These things she charished with her life for they were the life she knew late in the night, when it was only her and the stars. When the day would arise and cause the stars to leave, she would find herself alone, and it was then that she began to truly enjoy her works of counting. Not wanting the stars to know what it was like to be alone, she swore to keep them company, throughout the dark nights when they flickered and she Flickered, as well.