[jiㅤ]

username:
winded
name:
Felanthia
gender:
agender
color choice:
blue

personality:
Felanthia's eyes flickered toward you, her deep blue iris' seeping into your mind
Feliz, her "nickname" to many in her small kingdom, is a silent beauty. Many say that
she was a miracle. The people of her area haven't seen a legendary, mutated princess
in well over thousands of years. Felanthia is spoiled from them. She gets mounts of
gold and fresh goods, too much. The small oprhanage is placed in the dungeon of her
fathers castle. it crushes her to go to bed to their crying. Each night, Feliz brings bits
of her gifts for the 10 or so of them. Bread for the bakers son, a dress for the maidens
daughter, 5 pieces of gold. It was actually them who gave Felanthia the name Feliz,
which means "happy" in their language (spanish) at the end of the night, she huddles
with them while wrapping her feathers along their whipped backs, and they fall asleep
to her lullabys. Before long, she's gone to the sound of the waves crashing outside. She
had seen her father whip them, she had seen the people throw rocks and coal at them,
she had seen them "off with their heads" for hundreds of children. She needed a way to
make her stubborn, blood-drenched father stop... but how?? Felanthia is not a problem
solver.. she lets her head wander until it comes to her. She's a princess, a mystery to the
poor, a dream to the kids. The only people her father can trust, other than her, is the
knights, the ones she see rip kids away from their theives of parents. Feliz is a short,
not munchkin, innocent, never would touch a fly kinda person. How would she even talk
to her father? Felanthia is a tentative child, naive and scared of everything. She's scared
of her own room, goodness. Prancing around the castle, kitchen was first, now her room.
A white suit created and embedded in feathers was crumbled in the corner.
all she could do was sob out of fear,sadness, and guilt? Her tears shattered to the hit of the
metal, splashing Feliz with a wicked idea.
Felanthia struggles to whisper it. The wind hit her from the open window.
I need to become a knight against my own fears and father... how would I do that...?
Felanthia is a lost one. She can't make up her mind, indecisive and extremely empathetic.
She is as silent as a tulip. Violets and roses. Vines intertwined in her fur as a "dress" for her
horrific, ancient heart for the good. The most words she speaks a day rounds up to a 10. She
needs to make sure everything is her fault, everything must be her fault, it all is HER fault.
I need to be a knight. A KNIGHT! I can't even speak 11 words!! I CANT EVEN LET ONE TAKE
THEIR OWN TROUBLE!?! Feliz over thinks, sickening her mind everytime. Felanthia's heart
beats 10x faster once she picks up the helmet of the feathered knight, hands shaking.
what if its haunted with a spirit..? Oh don't be a root, just put it on! with a heavy breath,
Feliz dives into the legend of the feathered knight.
I am now Feliz Flora, Happy Flower. Prepare for a blooming, new, more kind kingdom! I think...
552/1000

[cyborgishly]

Mark!

[_silentsiren_]

Username: _silentsiren_
Name: Hana ( Hah-Nah)
Gender: Female
Personality: An illusive beast, teasing those she sees with her shimmery tail feathers. Her eyes are captivating, staring as if she knew the answers to all questions. She sat upon her throne as if she were a god, yet treating others as she treated herself. Her eyes are gentle, reflecting the love she was never shown as a child; before she was beautiful, she was known as a monstrosity.

Those close to her refused to look at her, and her mother even abandoned her to fend for herself. As time passed, she grew into her colors, the feathers radiating beauty, generosity, and love. She would give what was refused to be given to her, love. With her beauty, others came to love her and in return, she loved them.

As night fell and the creatures of the forest began to sleep, new ones would awaken to find the beautiful Kalon, seeking the light that illuminated from her fur. As a guardian, she protected the animals of the forest and in return they would protect her heart.

She sang from the heart a beautiful song with the other animals of the forest, all joining together to fill the forest with life. The song was sung at dawn everyday just as the forest began to illuminate the night, the stars joining in the song as they shone in the sky.
Color Choice: Blue

[whimerri]

Username: Coffeebean,
Name: Morning
Gender: Female
Color Choice: Purple
Personality: Who is Morning? Morning is a loving,
kind girl with a love for music and nature. She
lives in the depths of a secluded forest. There, Morning
lives in a small cabin, with some of the woodland creatures
that inhabit the forest. She owns a ukulele that has a strange
ability to cure those that hear it's illnesses or wounds. Naomi
uses this to heal hurt animals or travelers that were injured
on their journeys. As a child, she was very shy and didn't
talk to anybody really. Her parents always were very loving
and supportive of her, and because of them she always had
a love for animals, nature, and music. Her mother was a
fairly well known guitarist, who knew how to play a plethora
of other instruments, and also loved to sing. Her father was a
florist that also had a knowledge of herbs and medicines. They
were always taking in injured or ill animals and nursed them
back to health and released them, or sent them to a loving
home. One day, her father fell severely ill and soon her mother
caught the illness, and both perished because of it. Morning
grew very sad, but she was an adult by that time, so she
moved out into her current home. Most Kalons mistake her for
being very lonely, and a little crazy, but she's perfectly content
in her current living state. She's a very peaceful Kalon, whose
great at staying calm during stressful moments, but if you mess
with her loved ones or animals, then that could change very
quickly, though she's willing to forgive most of the time.
Morning isn't the only Kalon that lives in the woods though,
another Kalon named Juniper lives farther out near the creek
she has nicknamed "Frog Creek" because of the large amounts
of frogs that live around it. The two often go walking and collect herbs together. They're always sharing their gardening
methods with each other and are very similar in some aspects.
The walk to Juniper's house is a quite dangerous and hilly one,
so they don't talk too often, but whenever Juniper or Morning
is feeling lonely, then they're likely to visit each other.



Star Divider- x
Hearts by me

[rvbytea]

Username: rose wick
Name: kyra
Gender: female
Personality:

Color Choice: blue

notes;;
she is a forest guardian
sassy, protective,
uses her looks to trick explorers into to dangerous situations
a urban legend upon villages
forest animals see her as a "queen"
benefits the forest by protecting the trees and animals
kinda a more wicked version of mother nature
doesn't stay in one forest, moves around
pretty much a cryptid tbh

[fruitvale]

screeches .. so beautiful ? ?
Res with the name Cecily !!

[néktar]

username: néktar ∙ name: evangeline
gender: female (♀) ∙ color choice: blue

┌─────────┐

│
│
│
│

✧
she walks in the nether, your
only light after falling into
the dark. your life has ended,
she is here for you..
✧

│
│
│
│

└─────────┘

┌─────────┐

│
│
│
│

✧
do you seek
redemption or revenge?
peace is found in judgement.
my child do not fear me.
✧

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│

└─────────┘

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‹ The Judge › [ 871 ]

she walks in the shadows, taking the resemblance of a mirage. in the blink of an
eye you lose sight of her, you think she's gone. yet once more you close your ey
es for a split second and she appears before you. larger then you first thought h
er to be. majestic and silent as she sits before you, her soft eyes looking down
upon you curious, harsh, yet gentle and calm. she does not speak yet you feel h
er calling to you, a soft voice flows through your mind like a gentle breeze. "yo
u have passed on my child.. do you see redemption or revenge.. for i am the ju
dge of your poor soul." you don't know where this soothing yet stern voice is co
ming from but you know it's from her, the goddess, or at least you believe she i
s. you can't move let alone move your mouth to form words but she seems to re
ad you perfectly. "you seek redemption my child?.. i grant you eternal peace th
en. goodbye." she touched her forehead to yours and you feel calm wash over y
ou. and she is left there in the dark nether alone once more, to wait fro the ne
xt soul to pass through her realm. so she may weigh their souls.

she's been here since the beginning of everything, she has no past and has no fu
ture. she doesn't know father time and does not care for him. evangeline is the
protector of half lives and souls that have passed on an require judgement. she
is the one that either passes them on to the after life or claims their souls to be
reborn into life. if a soul is consumed she holds them in her horns and legs as gr
owing plants. releasing the fully reborn souls out through her glow, they travel
back to gaia to relive once more. eva is silent in nature, she does not speak wit
h her mouth, she had never opened it and never will for mortals are not worthy
of her true voice. all her "life" eva has only seen souls, she sees what they have
done in their life like a fortune teller looking through a crystal ball. they are si
mply balls of color to her, she does not know their faces or their names. once s
he has had unwelcome visitors that sought her out for selfish purposes, she met
them with anger and violence banishing them to the sunken place. she does not
fear mortals but she dislikes the energy most of them put off so she sees all of t
hem as foes towards her realm. as stated eva does not fear anything, so she is c
alm in all aspects of the word, she does not rush and doesn't know the feeling o
f panic. in walking she is slow and elegant knowing in her own world she is all p
owerful and nothing can take her down. she holds herself rather high above mo
st others though, always on a high horse as she does not sympathize for those s
he encounters. it is simply her duty and life's work to protect them, she is main
ly unknowing to most choice and free will for she has never experience it.

evangeline is rather dense due to not having mortal experiences or feelings, she
doesn't understand complex feelings such as excitement, compassion, pity, or f
ear. she only knows what they look like from judging souls for all eternity. thou
gh she does feel curiosity of sorts towards these emotions that mortals have cre
ated in their short existence. sometimes she may get stuck watching a souls life
span for a while, like how a movie is for mortals. eva may watch for an extende
d period of time trying to figure out the emotions but have no luck simply forge
t a moment later. she does not dwell on uncontrollable things for very long as s
he had little to no care most times, eva does not understand the feeling of atta
chment to items or ideas of any sort. though due to watching and judging souls
through out her long existence she has come to think she may feel some other
emotions from time to time when looking after the netherworld, a death of a pl
ant may bring her slight sadness or at least that is what she thinks she may feel
though it doesn't last long a goes away in the blink of an eye. eva does not mind
not being able to feel such emotions as she has gone through, what would be cl
assified as her life, without feeling many emotions aside from anger and protec
tiveness of the half lives and the souls that pass through her gaze.

❝ yonderly
(adj.) mentally or emotionally distant,
absent-minded ❞

[snakescales]

Username:

⋆ SnakeScales

Name:

⋆ Elise Cruise

Gender:

⋆ Biologically female
⋆ Identifies as feminine pangender
❝ identifing as all genders ❞

Personality:
W h o xxx a r e xxx t h e y xxx ?

⋆ You spot a Kalon walking through the trees, but you swear your eyes are playing tricks on you. The warm breeze blows their stunning hair. With surprise, your eyes dart to their back, studing the little sprouts blooming from their fur. Their blue fur sparkled, hair shimmering brightly. They even seemed to have an aura of positivity, everyone they meet walking away with a smile on their face, even the plants seem to perk up. The mysterious Kalon gracefully pads up to you.
"Oh? I haven't seen you around these parts, darling?" The Kalon smiles and introduces herself. You reply, telling her you're just passing through, enjoying the scenery.
"Oh a traveler, I see! I'm a traveler aswell, but I travel dimensions. Care to come over for a cup of green tea? I have black tea also, if, pardon the pun, green isn't your cup of tea." She laughs softly. "I also have coffee and lemonade." She adds. You agree to a cup of coffee, intrigued to hear she travels dimensions, and the gentle Kalon leads you to her home. Walking behind her, you notice with curiosity her pecock-like tail and feathers. Her fur looked so soft, you had to stop yourself from hugging or nuzzeling her to feel her soft, fluffy fur and feathers.
➴
"We're here!" She spoke cheerfully over her sholder at you. She opens the door to a small little cottage-looking home, and see vines, flowers, and greenery sprouting from the roof, odd. You step inside after her, and immediately take notice of the unusual amout of plants and strange knick-knacks. There are shelves stuffed with books, plants, and trinkets. Succulents, cacti, orchids, roses, and other flowers are in pots everywhere- the walls, floors, hanging from the celing. There are bookshelves choked full of little knick-knacks, litttle clocks, small glass flowers and pretty, shiny animal figurines. You glance over to your left and see a little wooded table with about 3 or 4 small bowls sitting on it, with pretty fish, with elaborate patterns on their scales and gorgeous fins.
"Coffee, dear?" The pretty Kalon asks. You look away from the fish, your attention now on her, and agree to a cup. You ask about her being a traveler, and what exactaly a dimension traveler does.
"Ah, yes, I almost forgot," She said, preparing the coffee, and a cup of tea for herself. "I hop from dimension to dimension, simply exploring for the thrill of it. In one dimension, I'm- was, considered royalty. A princess, to be exact. I ran away a long time ago, though...". She trails off, handing you a cup of coffee and inviting you to sit down. You look at her curiously, wondering aloud why she would run away. She replied with,
"I was younger then, but everyone always treated me like I was a delicate flower and couldn't do anything by myself. I wanted to prove I could be independent.". The tea kettle whistled and she went to busy herself with the tea. You thank her for the coffee and sip it, curious, you ask if she ever goes back.
"Well, it's in the past now. I do think about visiting, sometimes. But I've made a life for myself here, it's cozy. I have a warm bed, a plate of food, it does get lonely, but occasionally forest animals stop by for a visit." You decide to change the subject, not wanting to make the polite Kalon sad. You ask about what she does on her travels,
"Oh, a lot! I sightsee, and gather plants. I always bring small jars in case I find any little plants. Certain dimensions are different timelines, others alternate realities or whole different worlds. I once traveled to a dimension where everything was upsidedown, and the opposite color! It was quite odd but great fun. I also look for things I find interesting, red tree leaves and orange ocean water, for example. I also collect those in jars," She points at a corner of the room where shelves were stacked with all sorts of oddities. "Ooo, tea's ready!" She exclaims cheerfully, pouring a cup as you take your last sip of coffee. Regretfully, you tell her you'd better get going before dark, as much as you'd like to stay. You had completely lost track of time, how had it been so long?
"Aw, leaving so soon dear? I've so enjoyed your company!" She spoke as you stood up and thanked her for the coffee. With a note of sadness in her voice, she says her goodbye, and wishes you luck with your travel. Only when you're leaving do you spot the gorgeous peacock standing by her side, watching you. How long was the stunning bird there, and where did they come from...? Maybe your eyes are playing trricks again, in your way out you could've sworn you heard a faint conversation coming from inside the cottage... What a mysterious Kalon.

[ 823 / 1,000 words - 4,622 characters ]

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[azimuth]

Username:
Name:
Gender:
Personality: (Who are they? 1000 words maximum)
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marking maybe entering!! ;v;