[kamelgirl]

marking to watch <33 might end up entering if time

[lonk]

username • lonk | name • amalthea | gender • female | color choice • blue


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back in the times where kings ruled over the earth, and nature roamed more freely, a small kingdom stood in their humble glory. alongside a river, full of woods, fields, and an elegant castle overlooking the village, the kingdom was blessed. their queen was humble and kind, and in return, the townsfolk were gracious. the royal guard made sure that peace was kept, and the kingdom remained in good hands.
but an era of good times simply isn't meant to last. the captain of the guard grew jealous of the queen's power, or rather her lack of extending it. making a pact with the god of destruction, they wrecked havoc on the kingdom, letting monsters made of darkness and shadows run amok.
the villagers lost hope. their homes were being destroyed by one who they trusted- but the queen would not allow this to happen. she gathered the remnants of her loyal guard... only one kalon left. the peacock, they called her. it was a cruel nickname. her looks dulled in comparison to others, but her heart was pure- her kindness and loyalty to the kingdom were all she had.
she fought valiantly against the creatures in her path. the peacock would do anything to protect the kingdom she loved, but when she turned to face the captain, his newfound darkness was too strong. the peacock prayed to the gods above her as her world seemed to crumble.
the goddess of life heard her cries. "i will help you," she said, "but for a price. you will perish for your cause, but when darkness strikes the world again, you will return." the peacock instantly agreed. she wouldn't hesitate to save her home, to save those who didn't deserve punishment, and to save the queen she lived for.
the peacock was blessed with the goddess' radiance. her dull colors turned to magnificent blues and purples, glimmering in the light that surrounded her. she had a newfound strength, and with the wrath of the gods, she defeated the darkness.
but the peacock had a promise. her body crumpled as the peace returned to her kingdom- yet she did not complain. the queen wept for her lost guard, and the peacock was buried, along with a shrine built in her honor. although she was lost, she wouldn't be forgotten.
some say her shrine still stands today.


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thea yawned, stretching her arms over her head. it was getting late, but she had to keep reading. this wasn't the first article she'd read, but it gave her more of a clue as to who she was- or what she was.
she knew who she was. amalthea thompson, probably in her mid twenties. a sarcastic and lazy, yet somewhat kindhearted girl with a loud mouth. she hated herself, but the best she could do was try to be good to others, no? she was pretty, in a sense, which she knew, but it wasn't easy liking the way she was. everything about thea seemed so weird to her.
most of her friends didn't have horns, and their legs weren't see through, either. most people on the streets were... intimidated by her. it was surprising, at first- thea's a small girl, but what makes her different can be alarming.
personality-wise, though. thea knew she wasn't very unique. the typical moody, somewhat sweet, self hating jokester. that was what really caught people of guard. "you look like an angel," they'd say. "someone who's timid and shy, maybe clumsy and sweet."
all thea could do was laugh. "no, no," she'd say, a small, forced smile on her pretty face. "i'm no goddess. just an average girl trying to make her way through life as she cracks some bad jokes along the way." she tried to be friendly, but it was hard.
those who knew her also knew about her amnesia. she found herself six feet under, dug herself out of the dirt, and somehow made her way to the closest city. nothing else was in her mind. she had to have had some sort of life before, but thea couldn't remember a thing.
that was, until she started reading about the peacock. a friend sent her a link to a small article about it, and that's where it began. hazy memories, faces, and the clash of metal against metal formed in the back of her mind.
she wouldn't call herself obsessed. thea was no soft, precious, delicate thing, but she held herself with enough dignity to want acceptance. but the peacock story was almost too much for her. by now, she'd read almost every variant- the more she could learn, the better. thea spent countless nights sitting in a cafe, using their free wifi, trying to figure out more about the peacock.
now, she knew it couldn't be her, no matter how much her heart ached to think she could find out who she was in the past. a divine being, gifted by a goddess? that wasn't thea... she first woke by a crumbled, almost shrinelike structure, but it had to be coincidence. plus, none of the stories mentioned flowers embedded into the peacock's back, or transparent legs, but... thea's mind always raced when she put more of the pieces together.
it was hard not to constantly think about it, but it consumed her whenever she did. thea tried not to let it get to her, though. until she had more proof, she was just a normal, average girl. a bit boring, but maybe better than being a divine protector.
what got to thea, though, was her fear. when darkness strikes the world again, you will return. the peacock was supposed to be brave enough, and loyal enough to stop a heinous monster. and thea was more of a laid back, chill kinda girl. it made her nervous to think that she'd possibly end up saving something.
but for now, she shut the lid of her laptop, yawned again, and got up to walk home.

[eli ayase]

[ username: eli ayase ]
[ name: arisha // a hindu name meaning "peace" ]
[ gender: female ]
[ personality:

she appears behind the fog and i swear this is a dream. the moment my eyes make contact with hers, i know im in for something big. a girl with bright hair and glossy feathers, and yet, entirely kalon. this girl, i know, is unlike other kalons. for, you see, she has a story to tell.

born and raised entirely by the whisper of the wind and the reflections in the water, this generous girl is far from perfect. she looks at you and her eyes say im interested but her morals tell her to keep walking. quiet, yes, and frankly, reserved. every step she makes is an attempt to keep the forest peaceful, almost as peaceful as her name. and yet, when she speaks, you can tell there is longing to be something more than an expectation; she speaks clearly and loudly and with confidence. she is not all that meets the eye. she is opinionated and diplomatic.

in the forest of india, beautiful creatures lurk in the darkest places. her heart, darkened by the ideals of an heir to mother natures throne, her innocence and naivety stand bright. although afraid to break from her rightful throne, arisha is a curious wanderer. she does not fear what she does not know, but chases it so that she may learn. however, things are not always available to access in the middle of the jungles in india. because of this, she is inexperienced and, respectfully, ignorant of the things outside. she lacks street smarts and the ability to make rational decisions. when an opportunity arises to be reckless, she may take it without looking back. she is young, just at the frustrating cusp of a ripe age. sixteen. just old enough to taste the world, and yet, still so small. it is expected of her to stray from the path of sovereignty, although she does not know it. because of this, she ruthlessly blames herself for her wrongdoings and apologizes to her earth, and more specifically, mother nature.

that being said, she rebels against mother nature and her morals at times. being young, arisha still feels the need to experience the good and the bad. she knows, deep down, that a queen is made of all kinds of experiences and trials; a queen should know hard times and overcome them. it fleshes her out, arisha says. it makes her dimensional. a queen without dimension is hardly a queen at all, but instead, an overly opinionated and unexposed ruler.

overly opinionated and unexposed; these are the things that chill arisha to the bone. ]
[ color choice: pink ]

[shibeboi]

dropping! Gl to everybody!

[sparks!]

Username: Kumquat.
Name: Aoi Kujaku
Gender: Male
Personality: Aoi was often worshipped as a god when he was a kit. He honestly disliked how often he would be crowded around, as it gave him terrible anxiety. He felt as if he had messed up at a fancy dinner or stumbled on his words, that the village he lived in would disgrace him. As he grew, he had ignored everything the villagers would say or do to him. He's often described as a perfect, godly, and graceful kalon. Even after the village would dote on him, he would still cry. He describes himself as forgetful, imperfect, chubby, and actually pretty rude and rough. He still pushes himself to be better and to improve himself psychically and mentally. He plans to find a therapist out side of his village.
Color Choice: Blue
I wanna win this bab because my mother loves peacocks, and I just wanna win a kal. I've never actually won a kal, just entered for some.

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[minutiae]

Username: minutiae
Name: Jaleesa
Gender: female
Personality: The mysterious kalon stands before you on the porch of an house. She beckons you to come out of the trees. You hestiate, but eventually step out of the trees and follow the kalon into the house. The house is covered in vines, even in the inside. As you follow her, she leads you to a homely looking dining room, with one small table and two comfy chairs. As you take a seat, she begins to speak with an unmistakable southern accent. "Bless your heart, i`d thought you`d get stuck out there." You explain how you got lost in the forest, she listens carefully while sipping tea. "Aah, travelers get lost here all the time, i have a room for you. c`mon i`ll show you." She takes you through the house, you pass by a room filled only with socks, some have mushrooms growing out of them. Jaleesa chuckles while passing by it. "Thats were all the missing socks from the dryers go, that room just appeared here one day." You continue following her, there are many rooms filled with oddities, but you continued foward. She leads you to a room. Theres one chair, a bookself filled with old classics and a bed with a handmade quilt. She says goodbye and leaves the room.You take a notebook out, its one that you`ve always had to document adventures and day to day stuff,(its a diary,but you`ll never admit it) you start writing about the kalon you just met. Mysterious is the first word that pops into your head, this whole house is mysterious. Naive is another word, who would accept a random stranger into their house? Quirky is definietly another one to describe her, shes less than normal, but shes also pretty chill. Then you notice the room around you, everythings all nice and embroidered, like a southern house. Jaleesas accent and way of speaking is definitely that way too.You write down "southern mom".

Color Choice: Blue

[avaloafe]

mork with possible names of

diavla
pavone - peacock in italian

[rain,]

Username: Decipher
Name: Anthea
Gender: Female
Personality: (Who are they? 1000 words maximum)
Anthea is a loving kal who takes care of younger kalons when their parents are not around. She loves to learn more about the world around her, and teach it to younger kalons. Her dreams are to become a teacher and teach all kalons about the world and help them become more aware about what is happening around them. She is very generous, always lending things to kalons when they need them, and lending a hand to them so they can finish. She always has a shoulder to cry on, and is very understanding.
Color Choice: Blue seems fitting for her!

[cocogerber13]

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Username:
cocogerber13

Name:
Allura

Gender:
Female

Personality: (Who are they? 1000 words maximum)

No one could have looked as regal- even with a crown and throne- as them. Though the glance was brief the kalon held a fierce power to them, though they were without any ill intentions.

She radiated calmness and kindness though there was no way that my appearance would be foretold. The warmth that was there was genuine, but it only lasted seconds until she passed; I could've sworn I saw the glint of snow. She seemed awfully curious of me and the woods were empty of all except those who lived there (and me, of course). Perhaps she hadn't had much experience with others? Her speed led me to believe that she had a shy nature, or was quiet or introverted at the least.

This strange kalon's appearance was mystifying and mysterious to me even though it seemed obvious that I had intruded on her home (accidentally- I don't want to cause any negative feelings!). The forest appeared to be strangely normal compared to the creatures living there, Allura especially. I could have sworn that I had seen the vegetation through her, and even some leaves sprouting from her back. My reaction to that must have been amusing, as the kalon's previous fully-intrigued expression had softened to funny grin- it reminded my of my brother right before he played a trick on me or a friend.

Color Choice:
purple