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

[Quillington]

Workshop Three - Day Three Exercise
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[mimikkyuu]

Workshop Three - Day Three Exercise

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[iHolli]

Workshop Three - Day Three Exercise

Name of Kalon: Bahati
Link to Kalon: xXx
Besides their best friend, who else is your kalon friends with?
Bahati would consider Gail her best friend, and sort of only friend. She's had a run-in with Amadou, however! They sort of bonded over sass and Bahati considers him an acquaintance as well.
What qualities does your kalon look for in a friend?
Bahati needs someone who can keep up with her and doesn't mind boosting her ego. On the rare occasion she needs encouragement Bahati wants someone to be there to pull her back onto her feet. Someone who's always up for a challenge would be great too!
What qualities does your kalon dislike in a friend?
Basically not giving Bahati "enough" attention, or stealing her spotlight? She can't deal with someone who complains about everything.
Would they risk their life to save a friend? A stranger?
If it means getting praise, Bahati will risk her life for a fish. Seriously. It's happened.
Is it easy or hard to earn their trust? Why?
Trust is a bit of a foreign concept to Bahati--since she's been more or less alone all her life and doesn't stick around the same people for more than a few days, she doesn't take the time even to decide id she should trust someone or not. But it would be hard to earn her trust as she isn't used to relying on others.

.Holli.

[xizzy]

Workshop Three - Day Three Exercise

Name of Kalon: Hope
Link to Kalon: viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3429693&p=108528143#p108528143
Besides their best friend, who else is your kalon friends with? Rohan
What qualities does your kalon look for in a friend? caring, has the same views as her, and sweet.
What qualities does your kalon dislike in a friend? over-sensitivity.
Would they risk their life to save a friend? A stranger? Definitely not, hope values herself way more than others.
Is it easy or hard to earn their trust? Why? Nope, hope is definitely one of the more gullible people, She thinks that if she doesn't trust people easily they'll leave her.

[MelMellyMel]

Workshop Three - Day Three Exercise

Name of Kalon: Val
Link to Kalon: Boop
Besides their best friend, who else is your kalon friends with? No one really, Val is the type to have one really good friend and no others. Though he does spend time with other Kalons, just doesn't consider them his friends.
What qualities does your kalon look for in a friend? Empathy, charity, and kindness
What qualities does your kalon dislike in a friend? ignorance, selfishness, and hate
Would they risk their life to save a friend? A stranger? He's risk his life to save his best friend, but most likely not a stranger.
Is it easy or hard to earn their trust? Why? Hard, Val is just a very prickly Kalon, and it's hard for him to even like another, let alone trust them.

Talk about last minute!

[labradude]

Happy Easter, everybody!

The deadline for the day three exercise has passed! You can still do the workshop prompts until the 17th at 11:59 AM EST.

The fourth daily exercise is now available. I'd like to apologize for not updating the voucher tracker so far - today was absolutely insane and I ran out of time and muse to do it. I can promise, however, that they will be in before the day four prompts close for judging.

Special Note:
This is a judged exercise! You may enter for both the writing and art portions if you so desire. I will separately judge the writing and art components of it. Five people from both groups will have the chance to win an Item Voucher to redeem in the Antique Shop. Good luck!

▬ Day Four Exercise ▬
Deadline: April 17th, 11:59 PM EST

WRITING

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[b]Name of Kalon:[/b]
[b]Link to Kalon:[/b]
[b]Describe their pet/companion:[/b]
[b]How did they meet their pet/companion?:[/b]

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[u][b]Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise[/b][/u]

[b]Name of Kalon:[/b]
[b]Link to Kalon:[/b]
[b]Draw them with their pet/companion:[/b]

If you have completed the exercise above on a different thread, please link to it with the form below. Failure to do so will result in your efforts not being counted.

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Another note: Their pet/companion should be another animal, but may not be another kalon!

If you’re a non owner, add this to your form:

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[u]I am a non owner trying out for a kit![/u]

Here's the F.A.Q for this event! Please read it over if you have any questions!!
If your question is not listed on there, or you'd like clarification for something, please PM me! I'd prefer to keep spam/missed questions off of this thread, and I'm always willing to help out! c:

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Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise

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[lovestruck]

Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise

Name of Kalon: Jordan
Link to Kalon:http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=53&t=3417716&hilit=Flower
Describe their pet/companion: a small male green anole (lizard)- they can change from green to brown if they desire
How did they meet their pet/companion?:
It was one of those days when you knew it was the perfect day. It was slightly sunny, but not hot, with a light breeze. Jordan stepped outside with a smile. He loved he outdoors, especially on days like this. He took in the sights. On the left, the flower bed he'd tried to plant himself. It wasn't doing to well. Even if he loved flowers, he couldn't grow them. In front of him was his treehouse. He'd built it himself- his family hadn't bothered to help him. The paint was worn and peeling and it was only ten feet off the ground. Then, to the right was a green hammock, the perfect size for Jordan. Jordan sighed, moving towards the hammock with his book in hand. It would be the most relaxing day yet. Jordan settled into the hammock and began to read his book. It was a nature book as always, about the most dangerous reptiles. The book freaked Jordan out, but he still read it anyways. When he saw a picture of a huge venomous snake he closed the book. He'd always been scared of snakes. Lizards, geckos, turtles- anything but snakes. Jordan gulped, fear consuming his mind. What if a snake comes an eats me? No- they don't live here. Right? Maybe we just haven't found them here yet! Jordan picked flowers by the hammock nervously. He weaved them into a flower crown. It was just what he'd do whenever he got nervous. Jordan placed the crown on his head when he was done and began to read the book, his heart pounding. The black mamba- a venomous snake native to Africa. It's brown to black in color. Suddenly something landed on his face. It was brown. It was small. A baby black mamba! Jordan shrieked and leapt up, screaming. "It's gonna kill me, it's-" Jordan sighed shakily. It was just a lizard, an anole. It wasn't even harmful. Jordan picked up the small creature and watched it as it crawled up his arms. Jordan giggled, "That tickles! I'm gonna name you Tickles." He smiled, and brought the lizard in to show his family. They've been the best of friends since.

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Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise

Name of Kalon: Seaway
Link to Kalon: LINK
Describe their pet/companion: A solid gray cat that has short fur and green eyes - Named Oyster.
How did they meet their pet/companion?:

It had been perhaps a month after the events that seperated Seaway from Evanish took place. It had been a dreadful month and time seemed to pass slowly, Seaway had been questioned by the police so many times he grew sick of seeing their faces and their dark green uniforms. He hadn't been able to perform as much as he would like as the entire theater had been shut down and any productions placed on hold. So, Seaway was left to his own wandering thoughts when he wasn't being questioned.
He had grown sick of sitting in his empty house alone, so he took to wandering the streets intsead of his own thoughts. Trying not to think, but, instead enjoying the weather around him. It was summer time and only in the afternoons did it rain. At this given moment it was not raining, it was a brilliantly clear day without a single cloud in the sky and perhaps it would be perfect for a walk on the beach. Seaway hated the beach, however he found himself heading towards that direction anyways. As he thought, the beach had a small crowd of people on it, who were gleefully unaware of Seaway's misery and in that moment he was jealous of them. He let out a sigh as he closed his eyes, believing that if he did not see them he could not be jealous of their aimless joys. He listened to the sound of the sea within his bitterness and the seagulls that flew in the air, the laughter of the children and the parents calling after them to be careful. He huffed at this before he continued his walk along the wooden piers that stretched out to the waters of the sea, he didn't want to touch the beach. He disliked sand and the stench of the sea was never a pleasant one.
He wondered then as he walked, why was it that he walked here? He hated it here, yet the sound of people was perhaps the thing he wanted to hear. He didn't want to feel so alone. It was so lonely in his home and his days were filled with only his own thoughts and his wishful thinking. He knew people would be here at the beach, he knew he wouldn't be alone.
Yet he still felt so very alone. So very cold and empty despite the sun that warmed the sands. He shook his head as he walked, almost as if he winced at the emotional pain he felt inside. He attempted to tune out his thoughts again. Listening closely to the creeking of the weather worn wood underneath his feet, the splashing of water and the waves as they crawled over the sands. The seagulls calling after one another and the food of the idle people below. He listened to the world around him, trying to tell himself that he wasn't alone.
It was then that his foot hit the wood board with not a creak or a squeak, but a strange meow. Seaway paused in this moment, he lifted his foot again and looked underneath it, as if he had stepped in something. The meow came again, underneath the boards. Perhaps hidden among the sands below. Seaway tilted his head, looking around him almost wondering if he should point it out to someone, but then he remembered his company was only himself and everyone else upon the beach were occupied with their happy thoughts.
So as it was, he was alone listening to the piers meow at him. The meow came again and again, it was such a sorrowful and muffled thing. Seaway's heart began to ache for it, it sounded almost fightened and no one else seemed to notice that it was there. How dreadful! He looked down at the pier and how it stretched out to the beach, there was always enough room to walk underneath the piers. He thought about the sand that was there, but recalled that he was wearing boots and that he shouldn't be bothered to terribly by the sand. He heard the meow again and that was all he needed to tell himself to walk down to the beach and investigate.
When his boots hit the sand he began to worry that he might not find the source of the meowing, but as he walked underneath the pier and tuned out the sounds of the beach around him, he noticed that the meowing still continued. Seaway knew cats had a habit of wandering around and probably didn't want to be disturbed. However, he couldn't help himself as he walked beneath the pier, it was dark here and the sun could only peak through the slits between the wood. It had a damp feeling and the sand below him squished as if there was water right below the surface. There was garbage caught upon the wood posts that held up the piers, there were towels and a broken umbrella. Things people had left on the beach and hadn't cared to clean up. There was the meowing of a hidden cat that seemed desperate and sad and the small padding of little paws steps on the wet ground.
"Hello?" Seaway called out to the cat, knowing very well that the cat couldn't answer him, "Here kitty, kitty?"
He moved to be kneeling closer to the ground, trying to adjust his eyes to the darkness that was here. It was then that his eyes caught the movement of gray fur, drenched and clinging to the sides of a rather small, and rather frightened, kitten. The kitten looked up at Seaway with nothing but fear in it's small, green eyes. Seaway's breath was caught in his throat, he didn't want to frighten the kitten away! The kitten meowed at him, loud and pitifully, and it was then that Seaway noticed that the poor thing was stuck. Around it's body some stray string or fishing line had wrapped itself around the cat and then became caught on some of the garbarge lodged underneath the pier. Seaway waited for the kitten to become adjusted to him being there before he dared try to approach it further, it was a slow process that brought the kitten to meow loudly each time.
"Do not mind me so." Seaway coaxed, "I'm here to help you. I heard you crying, let me help you."
He spoke softly and gently, reaching out a hand to the kitten, who by now had realized that Seaway had no intentions to eat him. The kitten gently rubbed its small head up against Seaway's hand. The first reaction Seaway had was to smile, the second was to attempt to scratch the kitten underneath its chin. Its fur was coated with sand and the feeling of gritty, wet fur was terribly disgusting and would certainly be added onto the list of things Seaway didn't care for. But, in that moment he accepted getting his hands a little bit dirty in order to show this small kitten some kindness.
It was within only a few more moments that Seaway was walking back out from underneath the pier, with the kitten pressed up against his shirt, staining it with the flithy, fish smelling, water. Seaway didn't mind this and nor did the kitten. For it purred up at him as he walked back towards his home.

It was perhaps within the next few hours, when Seaway had properly groomed the kitten and figured out what to feed it, that he gave her a proper name. Oyster. He thought was a fitting name, for an oyster was as gray as the solid gray kitten and within an oyster there was always a chance for a pearl. For Seaway's case, this pearl was the much needed friendship that would sooth his lonely heart.

Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise

Name of Kalon: Seaway
Link to Kalon: LINK
Draw them with their pet/companion: Such a quick doodle since I don't have time to really focus on it more: LINK

[HellyBoo]

Workshop Three - Day Four Exercise

Name of Kalon: Shadrack
Link to Kalon: http://hellyskalons.weebly.com/shadrack.html
Describe their pet/companion: Shads pet companion is a Koala by the name of Spin.
How did they meet their pet/companion?: Shadrack met Spin when Spin was just a tiny baby in her mothers pouch, after she was sadly hit by a car. now Shad insisted on trying to save this baby koala and that he did. he fed the baby constantly and did everything in his power, successfully saving the baby and they become best friends.