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by apprentice_ » Tue Apr 04, 2017 2:43 pm
Workshop One - Writing PromptKalon Name: cotton
Link to Kalon: xxPrompt: coral skies and countless goodbyes.cotton is an entanglement of opposites, mashed together to create the fluffy pink thing that he is. he’s social, likes to talk and have fun, wants to be surrounded by people - but still he’s more of a loner, who, in between parties, is left to his own, often hanging in his hotel rooms or taking midnight drives on his motorcycle. he’s got a sort of bad boy vibe, with leather jackets and a wink and grin to kill. and then other days, he looks like he could be a teacher, with vests and white shirts with rolled up sleeves. he likes cheery scenes, amusement parks and arcades, but he’d break into an old “haunted” house anyday.
cotton is a little different each day, but somehow he’s always him, always cool and friendly and ever confident.
Workshop One - Art PromptKalon Name: lis
Link to Kalon: xxDrawing: 
sweat,, i drew her again oops // she's fun to draw rip what a cutie // also i draw rlly big n im too lazy to resize ;y // pretend i didn't forget the shine
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by apprentice_ » Tue Apr 04, 2017 2:46 pm
Workshop One - Day One Exercise
w/ cotton
What is your Kalon’s first, middle, and last name (if they have one)?
Cotton Blossom, laugh
Does your Kalon have a human appearance as well? If so, what do they look like?
It's not drawn but i have an idea of it :0 He's a pretty boi that probably looks more asian than he is
Does you Kalon have any family members? If so, blood related or adopted?
well, his parents in the breeding, tho they're not rlly ic,, otherwise he's got a mom n that's p much it, blood related. (his dad is ?? sometimes he just sends money their way but he's not rlly involved)
Who is your Kalon the closest too? Why?
he's not that close to anyone !! he travels a lOT oops, and hangs out with large groups of friends but doesn't usually talk one on one! but he sorta likes this kid helios ;y
What sort of occupation does your Kalon have? Do they enjoy it?
he's a kit ! but when he grows up, he doesn't rlly have an occupation - just sorta does odd jobs here and there, and sometimes catches a short-term job as like, a cashier or somethin, before he moves onto the next totnw.
List some of your Kalons likes and dislikes and give an explanation as to why.
(these are kinda when he's an adult ? oop)
- fashion ;; it's just cool to see people represent themselves through clothing ! he personally can't choose just one style to stick to
- nights in the city ;; in a big busy city, it's sort of eerie to see the empty night roads. walking about has an odd feel to it that cotton can't quite place. it's a cool feeling
- winter ;; pff, the snow is rlly pretty but it's so dangerous to drive the icy roads
- coffee ;; he never grew into it, but besides that, it brings up some lame memories - an old coffee shop he never liked
What is your Kalons biggest weakness and strength?
his weakness is probably in his ability to form strong relationships; he has a hard time rlly opening up and being honest
in terms of strengths, he has a lot! he prides himself on his fearlessness though, he's willing to do a lot of stuff most wouldn't dare to. also he's hot is that a strength
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by apprentice_ » Tue Apr 04, 2017 2:50 pm
Workshop One - Day Two Exercise
Kalon Name: belle
Link to Kalon: xx
Write about a time when your Kalon(s) lost something important or someone close to them:
it was a feeling of dread. like a cloud of smoke strangling her, her finger tips going numb, the world in front of her going blurry. she hadn’t even heard the words yet. she didn’t need to. the look on her mother’s face, the empty stare and trembling lips - that was enough.
the days after, it was like she was sleepwalking. every step was heavy, but she kept going, like she wasn’t quite in control of her movement. the colors she saw were unusually dull. her train of thought hadn’t derailed, it’d come to a stop.
she was upset, somewhere, deep down. she was sure of it. but she couldn’t quite find that sea of sadness, sitting within her - it was still, dormant, when it should have been raging. she supposed this was what shock felt like.
weeks, and she sort of came to terms with it. she felt a little more awake, like she’d actually gotten a full night of sleep. the air outside seemed fresher, more rejuvenating. even if was a dragging process, she felt that her eyes were more open, she could tell that she was breathing, and she could so easily laugh just as she always had before.
she was her again, and her family was them again, and life transitioned back to its regular routine. it became easier and easier to forget that someone so dear has passed.
there was a moment though, when suddenly the thought hit belle - her grandmother was gone. her grandmama’s wise tales, and wrinkly grin and old gray eyes that still sparkled, her gentle embraces that were so loving despite the mess that belle so often seemed to be.
and boy, did belle wail. grotesque sobbing, for what seemed like days straight. but when the last tear was shed, she felt a little bit better. maybe this was really what it meant to come to terms with it all. maybe this - showing her true sorrow rather than hiding it away- was her real acceptance.
belle could smile at the thought of her grandmother, and though she was saddened, somehow even the memories were enough to make her heart glow. a stupid saying, cliche even, belle had always thought, but it made a lot of sense now:
her grandmama lived on in her heart.
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by apprentice_ » Wed Apr 05, 2017 12:31 pm
Workshop One - Day Three Exercise
Kalon Name: julian
Link to Kalon: xx
Do they keep promises, or break them? Why?
:v julian typically keeps promises, bc why wouldn't he? he wouldn't make a promise if he couldn't follow through - although sometimes he just doesn't want to follow through. this is usually in the case of showing up for social events of whatever sort, he can't help but to swallow the guilt and stay home. but with other promises and stuff, he's rlly reliable ! with that being said, he doesn't make a lot of promises bc who wants the stress of having to actually do stuff bc u said u would
Are they a leader, follower, or loner? Why?
he's a loner, mostly, just sort of does whatever feels right to him. he just doesn't care to follow trends or really be told what to do, so he doesn't bother. he's not necessarily a leader either though, because he's sort of too timid for that. notably, he leads his team in architecture, somewhat ironically. that's a little different (just a little), because architecture is his happy place.
If they could change one thing in their past, what would it be and why?
o boi, julian's made some mistakes here and there but nothing rlly big enough to warrant the thought of changing his past. honestly, considering he's got his dream job and he has decent money and he more or less likes things as they are, things turned out pretty well for him.
(but, he wishes he had cherished his childhood and his family more.)
Do they care what others think of them? Why or why not?
nO. yes ??? sORT of ???? julian doesn't think he cares until he goes outside and wonders if he looks ok or until someone walks into his house for the first time and he realizes that it's kinda messy or that the decor is mildly unusual. he doesn't know why he cares, but it's probably bc he just wants people to like him lol, bc he could use some friends.
Do they tend to argue with others or do they avoid conflict?
he avoids it like the plague he is too smol that's the end of that
Are they more spontaneous, or are they the type that always needs a plan?
somewhere in between. he might randomly decide he's going somewhere one day, but he'd make sure to have an idea of what he'll be doing for the rest of the day before he leaves the house. like, he'll suddenly decide to go to an aquarium in an hour but that hour will be spent deciding if he'll make any stops on the way there, if he wants to have some money on him for knickknacks or maybe dinner after, etc etc.
Do they have any quirks, mannerisms, habits, or other defining characteristics?
boi does he
- can and will fall asleep a ny wh e re
- opens bananas from the bottom. that's how monkeys do it. it is the right way
- absentmindedly touches everything bc yes textures. ex. fabrics and plants and just whatever interesting stuff is around
- takes his glasses off and just folds/shuts and unfolds/opens one arm repeatedly as he talks sometimes
- (specific to human julian) will very lightly chew on his lower arm or hand occasionally. it's stimulating ?? but also he just likes chewing on stuff and what's more convenient than ur own skin :3c julian now u sound creepy im sorry
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by apprentice_ » Thu Apr 06, 2017 3:08 pm
Workshop One - Day Four Exercise
Kalon Name: onion
Link to Kalon: xx
Write about them interacting with their favorite thing:
birds possess an ability that that most kalons can only dream of: the power of flight.
somehow, they’re able to lift their bodies from the ground and take off into the air. they soar through the skies with a grace, letting the wind carry them until eventually they descent into a gentle landing.
onion, in only his wildest dreams, could do what birds do. but he liked to imagine, and he liked to watch the small animals flutter around and dive from great heights and, especially, he liked to watch them hop from the ground and with a flap of their wings, suddenly they’d be ten feet up, twenty, thirty, and then they were gone, a speck in the distance.
birds were, by far, the coolest animals - or at least, onion thought so. bats, too, deserve an honorable mention.
but then there are the birds that can’t fly. in other words, they didn’t have the single best aspect of the species. these birds were less cool, not as much of an interest for onion, because they might be feathered but they’re barely birds if they’re grounded - right?
so perhaps it was weird that onion’s most favorite thing, or person, place, whatever - his favorite anything was a singular flightless bird.
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curiously, a ten year old city kid had recently acquired a new pet all on his own. a friend, a girl who dressed in bright overalls and sunhats, had brought with her a chicken from her old farm when she moved to the city. but then the landlord said no pets, and definitely no chickens, and so she was left with only one option: find someone to take care of the thing.
onion, naturally, went home with the creature the very day he heard of its rehoming. and when he’d gotten to his house, he’d yelled for everyone to gather, and did a surprise reveal of the chicken with the brightest grin on his face. reactions varied.
he got to keep the chicken, with the promise that he’d be the one to care for it. he accepted in a heartbeat.
the next day, in class, he asked the ex-farmer girl if the chicken had a name, and she said to him, after a moment of thinking, “we always just called him ‘the fluffy one.’ he was the only fluffy chicken.’”
and, being a little kid, onion thought the name “fluffy” was very cute, and so fluffy it was.
he took fluffy everywhere, and often gained weird looks when people saw him walking a chicken around. he sort of liked the interested gazes, the elongated stares of the many city folk who had never seen a chicken in person, and most certainly not one on a leash. (onion didn’t like to use the leash, but after an incident where fluffy thought running into a busy street was a good idea, onion had decided that it was for the best. away from the danger of cars though, fluffy was free of the leash.)
onion’s favorite spot to hang out with fluffy was the big park, where there was a little pond that glistened in every season - even in winter, when it was often frozen over.
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“fluffy, you should try the water sometime. kalons aren’t allowed in it but, you’re a bird, and ducks like the pond so you’d be allowed and maybe you’d like it too? do chickens like water?”
fluffy turned to the source of the voice, giving no answer. even a facial expression would have been nice, but fluffy’s eyes were covered by feathers so maybe it wouldn’t have mattered. onion sighed.
“you really don’t like the water much, huh? or maybe you don’t like the ducks? that’s a little mean of you.”
the young kalon had seated himself on the ground, and his paws worked at pulling up chunks of grass and then tearing the blades apart. his teachers would yell at him if he did that on school grounds. he couldn’t really help it, his hands would get bored without something to do.
“fluffy--” the chicken clicked at him, “it’s getting dark. we should go home.” there wasn’t necessarily any signs of resistance from the bird, so onion nodded in agreement with himself. pushing himself to his feet, he stretched, and then reached down to grab fluffy and carry him off.
but the chicken evaded the kalon’s arms, and when onion tried again, fluffy darted away, and suddenly there was a full blown chase between the two, and while logically this should have caused panic (because, well, fluffy was seemingly running away), onion couldn’t help but laugh.
he wondered if this would be a “wild chicken chase.”
or “pet chicken chase,” if he wanted to be technical about it.
about three minutes of playing this game of tag later, onion’s attention was entirely focused on catching that bird. he paid no mind to his surroundings, and so when his foot caught on a rock, the shock hit him full force.
water splashed everywhere, and of course fluffy dodged every droplet of it.
onion arose from the pond, soaked to the bone despite only having landed in the shallow part. two strangers stopped in their path to watch, but when onion noticed them and smiled, they continued on their way.
“fluffy!” as he stepped onto the grass, onion yelled, but it wasn’t an angry yell, it was a more disciplinary one. “i don’t want to believe it, but you did that on purpose, didn’t you!” the chicken clicked just once, before it started a slow waddle away. onion, in a surprise attack, dove for the animal and swiped it up into his arms. a success! but onion wondered if fluffy had let himself be caught.
he began walking in the direction of home, leaving a wet trail of footsteps in his path.
“we’re going home. you’re not in trouble but no treats tonight, you got that?” two clicks in response.
“nope, not even leftovers.”
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bonus ! wrote:lis finally found a game that's stronger than her ! this was quick and lazy i just thought it'd be fun :0c

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by apprentice_ » Sat Apr 08, 2017 1:30 pm
Workshop Two - Writing Prompt
Kalon Name: damian
Link to Kalon: xx
Prompt: (write out their history in any amount of words)
she was a doll.
eyes like the twinkling dawn, she captured every man who dared sneak a look.
fur like silken rays of light, even a glance would be enough to hurt.
a figure so tempting yet only a brief tap would burn.
she was a doll.
she was the devil.
he was the devil.
all sparkly grins and cologne reminiscent of the seashore.
buttery words and slippery fingers, he’d make it where he didn’t belong.
his jewels and embroidered clothes and slicked back hair, he had an audience.
he was the devil.
he was a doll.
and these two, who charmed so many, yet never seemed happy - somehow these two became one, a couple to last the ages. flowy gowns and fitted tuxedos, the girl and the boy took the town by storm.
with their elegance and skills, and likely old lady luck behind them, they climbed the social ladder higher than ever before, and the money in their pockets grew, and as did their greed as if it wasn’t enough before.
but, as with all living creatures, he and she grew older. no longer in their most youthful days, they settled down, took to safer ways of making a living. they each had roles to fulfill in their families, and for so long no one believed they’d ever take their proper places - until the two showed that they were capable of so much more.
and then came their child, whom no one could have expected.
a little boy, whom they’d named damian. at first, the parents had some sort of agenda. they would raise this child and they would raise him well, and one day he would be their successor.
but the parents were busy people, busy and selfish and so their son spent most days with a nanny. there are some who would say it wasn’t a bad life: lots of toys and games, and he could easily make friends if he wished (though he never really did). others would say that the minimal love he was showed has impacted his life for the worst, and no amount of money could fix that.
the latter might be correct, as now we see a man who might as well still be called a boy.
however, it is only his past they may know, and not his future. and he, although so hopeless now, has more potential than they give him credit for.
his name is damian, damian lucrester, and he is the child of a reckless relationship.
his name is damian, often called tubbs, and he is not as obvious as he might seem.
Workshop Two - Art Prompt
Kalon Name: julian
Link to Kalon: xx
Drawing: (draw something that happened in their past)

graduation :'^)
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by apprentice_ » Sat Apr 08, 2017 1:33 pm
Workshop Two - Day One Exercise
Kalon Name: finn
Link to Kalon: xx
Where do they live and what is the geography like?
he lives in a town near the coast of the us, but it isn't quite a beach town. it's still really sunny and has palm trees and all that good stuff. the land is sorta flat and they have a decent amount of natural disasters - but no so many that it's like, people are fleeing for their lives lol.
What is the society like there, is there a hierarchy?
ahh ;; kinda,, us system
but in terms of how the people are ! it's sorta like a town not a lot of people are born in, but most people have moved there?? bc they want to see someplace new and meet new people and that town just has a reputation for being a sort of melting pot! there aren't a lot of older people or families though, most of the residents are in their 20-30s and are like, a bunch of kids lmao. a lot of people who go there for the first time are surprised that the town runs so well when its population is made up of so many youngins.
What kind of technology does the world possess: modern, medieval, fantasy, etc.?
modern, rlly, but i like to also imagine finn in a more futuristic setting too! sort of a non-canon hc thing
Do many or only a few people live here?
it's not a huge city or anything but it's not some rural town with a hundred people either. sort of, average? it's considered a smaller town but yknow. still like thousands and thousands of people.
Is the history the same as our world, or is it different? If different, how?
it's the same. there's not much of a reason for me to change the history bc the setting is practically just the same modern world as we know it. except, with kalons instead of people lmao
Is your Kalon(s) considered lower, middle, or upper class?
upper middle? he's not rich but he's definitely got money. his friends make him pay for everything ;;
What sort of language(s) is commonly spoken here?
pff, english. spanish is rlly common too, most residents are at least semi-bilingual/can more or less understand both languages.
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by apprentice_ » Sun Apr 09, 2017 1:32 pm
Workshop Two - Day Two Exercise
Kalon Name: annabelle
Link to Kalon: xx
Story Behind their Name:
sweats ;; tfw u p much just choose names that sound nice
i guess i sorta chose belle's name because i was looking for a longer, "fancier" name? -belle names are nice,and i thought that it'd make a fitting nickname. and also,, i rlly like beauty and the beast
her parents chose it because her dad's mom was named anna, and he wanted to honor her. but belle's mom just really liked the name belle, so ultimately her parents compromised and mashed the names together (fewasdrgto good thing annabelle is an actual name oops,, they woulda just made it first + middle name otherwise). and then as she got older, they let her choose which nickname she preferred :0c (she chose belle bc hey, she also likes beauty and the beast and she thought it'd be weird being called by the same name as a family member)
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by apprentice_ » Mon Apr 10, 2017 11:39 am
Workshop Two - Day Three Exercise
Kalon Name: julian
Link to Kalon: xx
How many different places have they lived:
three :0c ;; puerto rico, florida, and,, a state i'll leave unnamed for now (bc i dunno which to pick) but basically a city somewhere that'd be good for his job (he's an architect)
but in terms of like, separate houses, five, though these last two have been apartments
Why did they settle down where they are currently:
mostly for the sake of being able to make a living. he chose the specific apartment bc he likes the unusual layout and the view of the city (he lives on those top floors ayy)
Is there an ideal place they want to live, or are they already there:
well, where he is now is pretty good, but he does prefer smaller towns. the big city isn't quite for him. he doesn't know exactly where he'd want to live, but somewhere very sunny. he'd like to live in a house that had a sun roof
What are the biggest moments that have defined their life:
ahh well, he'd probably say college, because that's a huge milestone. and then, yknow, actually getting the job he wanted. he sorta hopes his next big moment might be finding some romance :'^)
Does their future have a bright or darker outlook, and can they change it:
lucky boi has a bright future ahead of them. he doesn't like change all that much and would probably just continue to be unhappy (as he currently is), but i don't know, something, eventually - an event, a person - will set him on the right path. one day he'll live where he wants to and i think that's his big goal in life ! (i talked a lot about houses in this lol)
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