[.Ginger.]

username: .Ginger.
name: Astra
gender: Female
daily routine:
Astra got her name from her love of stargazing. Ever since the kalon was born, she enjoyed setting up her telescope and looking up towards the night sky. At times, Astra can be a big tomboy, but she's always had a soft spot for astronomy, in general; Aways fascinating in some way! Every little star that twinkles like a millions of tiny diamonds in the sky. Constellations, like parts of a map of above. Different planets, waiting to be explored! Just, setting up her telescope, watching as the sun slowly disappears behind the mountains.

Along with her love for the night sky, Astra loves to paint. Mostly with watercolors, but just painting in general! Astra finds that she can widely express her feelings by just a simple touch of a brush on paper.

[Nebullama]

username: Apogee
name:
gender: Male
daily routine:

[squints]

username:
momotarou
name:
Meursault -named after the protagonist of the French nihilist novel "The Stranger"
gender:
nonbinary they or he
daily routine:
day begins at 1 am with a jolt awake after a three-hour rest -
he's awoken by the sound of his belongings falling of his shelves
>gets out of bed, tosses on some medley of skinny jeans and sweatshirts
pocket contents include his pocket knife, his journal, his phone, and some headphones
>1:40 am slipps out of his dingy apartment around
>He walks around listening to music
>around 2:50 am he stops by whatever bars are still open, desperate for water, a snack, and reprieve before his next expedition
>calls an uber to get to his work, shift starts at about 3:30 am
>arives at the "Dwindling Oaks Cemetary" and clocks in and shooes out edgy teenagers
>4:40 Begins arranging bouquets for graves, checks for any graffiti
>6:00 am to 12 pm greets anyone who visits, offers condolences - documents the stories he's told
>12:20 pm he skipped his 8 am "lunch" so he rushes to eat
>12:45 pm finishes lunch and reads over the obituaries, takes note to send flowers.
>1 pm - 5 pm nap and shower time
>6 pm he starts to notice flickers, he's not bothered now
>6:30 pm spirits make themselves known, he rolls his eyes now
>7:20 ghosts interrupt his shows and peace, he's frustrated now
>7:45 spirits mess with his belongings; he leaves - takes his journal with him
>8:00 - 9:00 pm socializes with friends =
>10:45 pm opens his journal to yet another page of writing that a spirit must've left for him with some curse
>10:46 pm rolls his eyes
>10:50 pm arrives at home, there's a barrage of ghosts whining about his whereabouts
>11:00 pm passes out only to wake up at one am and rinse and repeat
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[synchronously]

> username: Synchronously
> name: asteria (meaning 'stars,' and also the name of a goddess associated with the night sky and falling stars.)
> gender: nonbinary
> daily routine:
About an hour or two before the sun sets, Asteria begins their daily walk into the woods. They enjoy and find great comfort in leisurely watching all the flora and fauna around them, and often detour off their usual path to look more closely at the plants they see. Once they reach their usual place deep in the woods, they settle down and watch the sky as the sun sets, often losing track of time as they gaze at the appearing stars. They try to find the constellations in the sky, or make up their own. From here, the routine slightly deviates; while occasionally Asteria may fall asleep stargazing, most often they will stay awake long enough to return home, using a different path than the one they used in the day-time. This alternate path is usually accompanied by many fireflies, of which Asteria loves to see. (147/300)
w.i.p??might change or edit this later ahah qvq but this kal is super cute!aa I love them

[nuggetseb]

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username: nuggetseb
name:Juniper, but goes by June
gender:Female

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Daily Routine:June's days are never the same as she likes to explore the woods and find adventure.
Although, each night as the sun sets, the quiet kalon walks to the creek in the thicket of trees near
her home. With her, she carries a small hand made lantern. The lantern is different each day, but it
is always hand made by her. Somberly, June lights the lantern and places it into the water, watching
as it floats away into the night, mirroring the stars twinkling above her. She watches it float away
from her, in hopes that it will guide any who are lost to find their way to happiness.

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[belacqua.]

username: lunesta
name: kassie
gender: demigirl she/they
daily routine:
res with being a witch and collecting herbs

[lysander]

username: lysander   name: rowan  gender: female




when the sun goes down, the city comes to life. she's clad in leather again— jacket, boots, the little strap on her wrist — taking her bike down the coast and into the city where the people never sleep and the music is loud enough to blast away the exhaustion of a ten hour shift of hard labor and not a single word of thanks. she's not usually one for crowds, but when the beat's in the air and the strobe lights spin circles around her she feels like she's the only one in the entire world — it's just her and the music and the feeling of adrenaline rushing through her body like fire.

these are her friday nights, her weekends. her little three day excursion from reality punctuated with staccato breaths and lipstick and the feeling of weightlessness that carries her far into the night. by monday morning, it's back to work again — her menial blue collar job doing maintenance on machines. she's watched airplanes take flight so many times from the garage where she works — wishes she could hop onto one of them and just take off. but she figures that as long as she's got her bike and the beat, there's no vacation like the one she takes down the california posts, down to the city where the people never sleep and the music is loud and strong.


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[ghostie,]

username: novaturient    name: cress   gender: female
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daily routine:
08:00 - Cress wakes up to the sunlight coming through her window. She lays in bed for a little while before getting up.
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08:15 - Cress heads to the kitchen in her LA apartment, brews herself a coffee, as well as making her favourite smoothie, peach yogurt, cherries, blueberries and apple juice.
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08:20 - Cress goes out onto her balcony to eat her breakfast and have her coffee. She enjoys watching the city below her, and all the people hustling to work. She uses this time to reflect and meditate.
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09:00 - Cress goes back inside, gets ready for her work, where she runs a recording studio.
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16:00 - Cress returns home from work and goes back out onto her balcony to reflect on her day and relax.
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16:45 - Cress goes back inside and watches one episode of her favourite TV show, Brooklyn Nine Nine.
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17:15 - Cress makes herself dinner, which varies every day, depending on how she's feeling.
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18:15 - Cress spends a few hours reading and making music mixes on her laptop.
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20:00 - Cress watches a few more episode of whatever is on HGTV at the time, then gets herself a sparkling water and goes out onto her balcony one last time for the day.
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20:45 - Cress goes back inside, washes dishes and does some cleaning, then goes to her room.
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21:15 - Cress reads a few chapters of whatever book she is reading.
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22:00 - Cress turns out the lights and goes to bed.

[jouska.]

username: hiraeth.
name: eoin
gender: polygender (him/her/them)
daily routine:
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05:00 - they're usually the first one awake in their neighborhood; after all, early bird gets the worm!

05:15 - workout clothes, check, running shoes, check, headphones, check!

06:00 - bubble bath fun 'n relaxation.

6:45 - eoin likes to make bacon, eggs, and toast, but today they'll have to settle with a pop tart and some milk.

7:00 - routhstow castle tour with bff julia (special occasion).

7:00 to 11:30 - hours of exploring secret passageways and learning all about the myths and secrets of the castle.

12:00 to 15:00 - volunteer time with cute baby kalons... what more could you ask for?

16:00 - snipond; despite ending in the word "pond", eoin's favorite getaway place is, actually, a lake. there she'll sit for a few hours and watch the other kalons playing volleyball or swimming. sometimes she'll read under her favorite tree, or take a nap in the warm sunshine.

16:30 - homemade french toast from the bakery... (someone's addicted to sugar)

17:00 - the first thing eoin likes to do when they get home each day is use their phone and check their social media. sometimes this can take hours or just a few minutes.

17:15 - eoin loves to swim; whether it be at the lake or in their pool at home, they can spend hours in the water.

18:15 - tonight's dinner is simple; leftover mushroom soup from last night.

18:45 - eoin reads their favorite book as they wait for the sun to set.

19:45 - finally, they can lay under the dying rays of the sun and bask in the light of the full moon and stars.

22:30 - time to return home and get ready for bed.

22:45 - lights out, but remember, tomorrow's a new day, a new beginning.

[honee bee]

username:
bee-a-trice

name:
emlyn, meaning noble warrior, purple is the color of nobility

gender:
male

daily routine:
Within the house, a faint hum can be heard. The purple kalon freezes at his workplace on the kitchen counter and strains his ears to listen. He recognizes the sound and instinctively looked up at the kitchen clock. It was 1:17 pm, the hum would end at 1:19. This sound began the arbitrary routine. The kalon stopped his work and wiped his hands with his apron. He gracefully sauntered over to the other end of the house where he would search for the source of the noise. Just like any other day, his hunt would be unsuccessful and by the end he had forgotten what he was doing before the sound. This would trigger him to do his general routine for memory loss: feed the birds, turn off the sprinkler to the garden, get the ma--oh! At that very moment the violet kalon would remember what his previous task was, he was baking pie for a sick neighbor. As he returned to the task at hand, something in his normal routine would get forgotten. His mailbox was overflowing with letters, the sprinkler needed to be moved from the garden to the now dying front lawn, the trash would not get taken out that day; the forgotten chore would be remembered at the twilight hours of the night and finished with haste in the somber, sangria night.

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