[Zuppe]

marking

- immortality, change times of day.

- born a very very long time ago. this is ancient kalon

- grew up different

- died

- came back to life as a god

- lives as a god-like deity of a village shrine

- his name is Aiko

[WanSham]

PORTAL TO P L A N E 0 0 2

[jaques]

Of anyone wants to do a partner comp form with me
Im fine with either, I can write, and I can draw.
Id prefer it the same on your end ^^

[sillies]

Res with use of the quote provided
"𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝑜 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽,
𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝑒𝒹 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽"


and will have form open with fairytail legend

turns out legend was true


name:
lunare modificare means Lunar Change in italian

female

shy quiet reserved modest at night
happy smiling jittery excitable during day

history:
(to be revealed in fairy tale)
incorporate quote into story, maybe her family is cursed and her father dies each night for her moonly mother

mother in trance during day, always gasps when sun sets and her eyes become clear again
father dissipates as the suns sets and hides from Lunare so she never witnesses his every evening death

royal fam

powers: creating the blue for the sky(day) and the stars (night)

Notes to self:

Tell us about their change from night to day. How do they feel about it? Why does it happen? How does it happen? Are they cursed, were they born this way, or maybe even blessed? It's all up to you!

June 10

5 art pieces

no limit on 3 writing extras


sunbutt is not best princess moonbutt is and will brake sunbutt horn and take over

[cakepopcat]

wip.

[monstera]

reserve.
phoebus et astra

[Cryptz]

Form

[mars]

tell us about their change from night to day. how do they feel about it? why does it happen? how does it happen? are they cursed, were they born this way, or maybe even blessed?

up to three writing extras (none of which have a limit) and up to 5 pieces of art

within reasonable limits you are allowed to decide what power(s) this kalon has; up to two magical abilities; can not be anything like controlling the wills of others, any sort of life or death powers, or those that would give them any sort of jurisdiction over another kalon; follow the general "no god-modding" rule

- - -

ideas;;

- paints colors over the world, but is cursed to forever see the darkness of night. she cannot see anything but black and white, yet she still manages to create magnificent beauty, unknown to herself, even if she will never be able to see it.
- in the past, before modern kalons; she was the one who brought color to the earth
- upon bringing colors across the entire planet, she was tempted by an evil spirit, taking a deal that left her permanently lost and disfigured.
- story about her interacting with others for the first time on accident. but what punishment shall she receive?

- - -

as her fingertips gracefully danced along the edge of the soft flowers and their stems, bright, vivid hues spread like paint, dyeing the plants magnificent colors of every shade across the spectrum; yet the young woman remained completely unaware of this magic that was taking place. her eyes were incapable of seeing anything but dull shades of gray, and her ears were cursed to never hear a single word. no one was able to tell her, and she was unable to see for herself.

she couldn't help but let out a soft smile at the texture of the plants as she brought them to their fullest life, feeling the velvety petals within her hands. she was blissfully unaware and at peace with the world around her, never realizing that she was missing out on the most wonderful things in life and never realizing that those that came before her had never experienced such things.

- - -

one day, the young woman found herself in quite odd company. a figure had appeared before her while she was sitting amongst the flowers in a grassy field. it, for it had no visible gender, was tall and looming overhead, almost menacingly, yet the girl could not see it. yet she knew it was there; she could hear the figure speaking to her. it wasn't real words, but the deaf girl could understand what it meant. her curiosity got the best of her and she sat still, staring blindly with intent at this creature instead of running away like she normally would have done.

it spoke of things the girl could not understand. what were colors? what was sound? she was confused, yet entirely intrigued. she willed it to tell her more, to explain deeper, yet the creature knew she would never understand unless it showed her. it offered her a deal; a chance to experience these things for a small price. it told her that it would take a piece of her that she wouldn't need, and to never speak to the mortals if she accepted, for if she did, she would lose all of the gifts he could give her and would face the same eternal punishment she had been cursed with before. the girl nodded, unaware of what the terms truly meant, and it was then that it granted her back what she had never known she had been missing; that which she had never known she had even wanted.

the girl immediately collapsed onto her knees in the center of the field, overwhelmed by the bright colors that surrounded her and the sound of the breeze through the grass. everything was so beautiful, so wonderful, and she had never been happier in her life. she was the creator of such beauty - such intricate designs - and she was shocked by it all. tears began to stream down her cheeks as her hands fell to the ground at her sides, grasping the bright green grass in her palms. could all of this be real? was she dreaming? it all seemed to good to be true, but the grass had that same familiar texture and the flowers beside her had that same familiar smell. she glanced down at her hands - her hands! her skin was so softly colored, nearly the same color as the light strands of hair that she could hazily see framing her face and the white of her silk gown.

the woman looked up, startled as she heard someone approaching from a distance. it a young man, scouring the fields and picking flowers for what she presumed to be his true love back in town. she stood up quickly, running back into the woods. if she interacted with anyone, she would lose everything.

stumbling over crooked rocks and jagged branches, the woman ran until she couldn't run anymore. her breath became heavy; her mouth longed for a drop of cool water to quench her thirst. it was then that she heard the trickling of a small creek, and she began to follow the unfamiliar sound until she found its source. looking down at her reflection, the woman began to cry again. she was beautiful, stunning, ethereal...but she also noticed something else.

it was her eyes...they were blue.

the sun was beginning to set, and the girl was intrigued to know what night looked like with colors. yet as the darkness came, she felt a sudden pain tingle along her skin. she was changing - morphing - into a dark, evil creature.

once the transformation was complete, she looked at her reflection in the water one last time, her horn glowing and giving her just enough light to see. ripping the ribbon from her bun, she watched as her long, white hair fell down around her dark face, now barely visible in the darkness. she had nearly completely vanished into the night.

and her eyes...they had turned yellow.

she was uncomfortable, afraid that she would never turn back to her original form. she ran endlessly through the night, afraid of her own reflection, until the sun began to rise once more. to her relief, she felt a familiar tingle along her skin. the woman would now lead a double life; she was no longer one woman. she was two.

[♡♡♡♡]

res with dosnt know what happens when she switches forms

- night -

watches over kits and scares away nightmares and brings good reams


-light -

a peasant who tricks merchants with her pretty looks.


wip

[jules_]