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kalon #; 1327
username; salty.sweet
name; Piña Colada (nickname - Piña)
gender; female
beauty writing;
I think that beauty can mean many things.
One // physical beauty. Dazzling to the eye. Pleasing to view. Certain things appeal differently to different people. Some might be attracted to bright, contrasting colors while others would cringe. Some might be attracted to dark, subtle designs while others might thing they're boring.
Two // inner strength. This also depends on the person, but being strong and resilient on the inside can be beauty to me. Someone makes fun of you? Shrugging it off because you don't care what they think about you, or even shooting back a sharp retort, could mean inner strength.
Three // being simply natural. Simple, natural, or both. Relating to nature or so simple it calms you. Maybe a smooth glass cup with no designs - just smooth, glazed glass. Maybe a leaf that lands in your path - bright, crisp, green, fresh, from a tree gaining back its leaves after a bitter winter.
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[sapphirelion]

kalon #; 1327
username; sapphirelion
name; Kiarad
gender; male
beauty writing;
Beauty is a simple word used to describe that which most find to be appealing and wonderful to look at or hear. It is used to describe people, pieces of art, songs, voices, movies, shows, furinture, clothing as well as many other things.

Beauty does pertain to all of them, but true beauty is when a person's character is selfless. When people think of others and remind them that they are apprieciated and loved, taking the short amount of time out of their day to give someone else a piece of happiness (or even in some cases, they turn the other person's whole day around). Its also when a person takes the time to learn more about others around them, and to remember what they learn. Beauty is when people shed off the beast of selfishness that takes hold of everyone and turns it around to selflessness.
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[Softballpup12]

Kalon #1327 | Softballpup12 | Chiron "Ky" Moscow | Male

Beauty is a complex term. It's technical definition is "a combination of qualities, such as shape, color, or form, that pleases the aesthetic senses, especially the sight". It's synonyms range anywhere from allure to glamour to appeal. The only issue with this word, with actually using or applying it to anything, is that whenever we use it, our words become an opinion because what is alluring, what is glamorous or appealing to one person may disgust the next. Beauty is subjective, and for me, it's easily recognizable.
A few years ago, my family lost our second dog. He was a part of our hearts, and losing him came as a large surprise. He had just been hit by a car, so to speak. He got away from younger brother, tumbled under a car, and kept running, getting only a scratch on his eye. He'd cheated death. We were all relieved, but sadly, the universe had other plans. He was so shocked by what had happened, he was traumatized. We didn't even know, but only a week later his body's digestive system just shut down. There was nothing anyone could do, and our spring break was spent in mourning. My parents had always said we wouldn't get another dog after this one, and most people wait awhile in respect to the dog and to give themselves time, but without him, the house felt empty. My mom started researching. She emailed multiple people, seeing if they had dogs available. She searched for a long time to decide how best to find the perfect dog, and one weekend we found ourselves in the car on a five hour drive to meet the pup. Once we did, she stole our hearts. She slept on my lap on the way home. She was a tiny, fox red Labrador, and she was as soft as silk. She cuddled and hid her face under my arm. She was the most timid dog you could ever meet. The first night she slept on my dad's chest all night long, and despite his reluctance to get a new dog, he fell in love too. She stole all our hearts, making us smile, cry of laughter, and shake our heads in disbelief as we watched her grow. To this day she's still scared of paper bags and bunny rabbits, and unlike most labs she hates the water, but we love her. Why? Because that dog healed us.
That is beauty to me. Being able to help others and keep them happy, even after a saddening event like the loss of man's best friend. I know that someday this friend will leave us too, but I also know that another one will be there to take her place. Dogs are amazingly beautiful, and people can be too. We just need to make an effort to live life like the dog. We have to use our quirks, our smiles, and even our fears just for the purpose of brightening others lives.
Then we can truly be beautiful.

[Luscinia]

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kalon #; #1327
username; CourtofLions
name; Kaui [meaning 'youthful beauty']
gender; Cisgender Male


beauty writing; To me, beauty is defined by what brings a vast amount of wonder, things that are left unanswered or strange, things that are found in the natural world, but we still can't quite figure it out. The adaptations of nature, like flora and fauna that have gone through many, many years of adaptations to survive in their surroundings. Some of these surroundings are complete extremes, some learning to survive in the scorching heat, others learning to handle the biting cold. Then, there's the ocean, which takes up approximately 71% of our planet's surface, yet there is still plenty we still don't know about it. Outer space, a portion of which we can gaze upon from the surface of Earth, viewing the sun, the moon, the stars, but most of us have never directly experienced the mysterious place that's beyond our own planet. Things that are indescribably mysterious are what is beautiful to me.

extra [Kaui's character concept]; Kaui is an incredibly laid-back fellow, one who goes with the flow, follows whatever path that life takes him. He starts his day without a plan, and follows what his heart tells him. He's adventurous, believing that life shouldn't always be spent staying on the safe side. Because of this passion for adventure, he lives by himself within a rainforest, filled with potentially dangerous creatures, like highly venomous snakes and ferocious big cats. He knows the rainforest like the back of his paw, and often helps lead lost souls through the rainforest to safety.

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[Galipaygo]

kalon #; 1326
username; Galipaygo
name; Cordell
gender; Male
beauty writing;

Beauty. The true expression of one’s inner self and desires. How people really show their beliefs and even struggles. Beauty isn’t the reflection in a mirror, or the shape of the body, but rather the contents inside. It’s people’s personalities and best qualities. Sometimes even the worst ones. It’s what’s inside that creates beauty.

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[Mintu1]

kalon #;1327
username; Mintu1
name; Vireo
gender; Male
beauty writing;
What is beauty to me? That is a great question. I believe that beauty is something
that varies from person to person, not everyone will find the same things beautiful.
It can be something you see, something you hear or even something you feel. I believe
there are some things we share when thinking something is beautiful. It is something
that you find pleasant or appealing, something you want to look at, maybe even take
an image of or something you are looking forward to. Beauty is something you want to
be near, something you want to experience and find. Beauty can also spark tranquility
and give you that short moment of peace. The thought of maybe seeing something
beautiful during the day might help you to push through even though you think everything
around you at the time is unpleasant.

For me personally I really find a star lit sky very beautiful. I can gaze at the stars for a very
long time and never get tired of it. There is something mezmerizing in the small luminating lights
breaking through the dark background. The thought that stars were used as a compass back in the
day really amazes me, how the people back then could use the night sky to navigate. Everyone on
earth shares the same sky and it ties us all together. At times when looking up at the sky I cant
help but wonder how many other people are watching the same sky as me at the same exact moment.
What they are going through, fun, sad, stressful, laid back, lonley or social lives. I wonder what they
find the most beautiful in the world~

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[endless shelter;;]

kalon #;
1326
username;
endless shelter;;
name;
Arco Iris
gender;
Female
beauty writing;
"They say beauty is visual, auditory. But there's a gift in just being you! Being alive! Isn't that truly beautiful? Life in each different creature is so different, if we were all the same then there would be no beauty. The effort taken isn't always put into account. The shorter something seems to be, the less they care.
That's when beauty is lost. And this is all I will say."
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[MotherMother]

kalon #; 1327
username; MotherMother
name; Joseph (Joey)
gender; male

beauty writing;
In a lot of ways, beauty is pain.

A girl decorates her face with makeup and enhances her photos before posting them.
A boy works out not for the health, but for a summer body, starving himself of fats that his body needs.
A grandfather combs his thinning hair even as it falls out, wanting to look snappy for the world, sacrificing pieces of himself for a polished beauty.
A parrot preens itself, unaware of the ominous shadow above it, ready to strike.

And as we do all these things that bring up our appearance enough to step outside, it chips away at our inner confidence.

And it is all aspects of nature.

A tourist clicks away at her camera, framing a gorgeous photo of a magnificent mountain, a gawking at its beauty. But does she stop to consider what the earth had to go through before the mountain appeared? Endless years of building and crumbling, plates colliding, the earth pulsating with tremors.

And what about the lake that sits at the mountain's foot? What used to be a land of ice for arctic creatures has melted into a glorified swimming pool.

Beauty can be an ugly thing. It can shatter a girl's dreams and crush a boy's spirits. It can ruin a date, destroy confidence, wreck a photo shoot, and terrorize our youth. Beauty can be awfully painful, from little palettes of makeup to full plastic surgery. People are willing to do anything to feel like they're worth something. To society, beauty is valued. Celebrities out their best face forward, and actors seem to change as much as the different characters they play. At times, beauty can be very painful. Beauty is pain.

We all want to stand out. To be the most vibrant bird of the flock. But in the end, it is the most camouflaged who evade the predators lurking on the hunt. What is it that keeps this bird alive, whose green feathers blend in with the treetop canopy? Could it be their will to survive and their clever brains that keep them out of harm's way? But how much harm can they avoid, when the very thing that saves them, hurts them so badly. Ugly, ugly, ugly. Words hurt. They hurt so bad that the mental pain can turn physical. An epidemic that touches us all and makes us weep for people we knew before they fell victim. Everybody saw their feathers. Nobody saw their heart.

"You are beautiful" holds the slightest twinge of approval. Approval for your efforts, your struggles, your past. But do we really need approval from others, to feel happy with ourselves? Why do we feel worthless when someone tells us we are, but deny people who profess our beauty? What a painful thing beauty is. Mocking those who cannot reach it, pretending to be outward when it really is found on the inside. Its true form is elusive and hard to unearth, hidden deep inside a person's core, unable to obtain without breaking through the false beauty of the outer feathers.
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Joey reached out a paw from under the warm blanket and slapped the snooze button on his alarm.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Surely it hadn't been ten minutes already, had it? Didn't he close his eyes just a second ago?
Jericho glared angrily at the clock, but groaned and got up anyway.
He swung open his closet, and sat back to decide what he'd wear today. A nice black jacket with a graphic tee looked good. He gasped when he saw a tear beginning to emerge in the jacket pocket. He tried not to think about how expensive that jacket was. But beauty has a price.

After dressing up stylishly, he checked himself in the mirror. He sucked in his stomach and smiled, but inside he frowned. He was too fat. The men in magazines he liked to read were more toned than he by a long shot, and no girl would date him if he didn't trim down. Today he'd skip dinner again, like he had for most of the month.

He was tired, but looked even more exhausted than he felt. The bags under his eyes made his face shadowed and hollow. This just wouldn't do.

Quietly he crept into his mother's room and slunk away with concealer in hand. He closed the bathroom door behind him and leaned over the sink, clacking open the makeup and brushing some under his eyes. He made his cheeks pop, and his lips a little fuller, but not enough to be too noticeable. He didn't want to get teased in school. Teased without makeup, or teased for wearing makeup. It was a challenge to achieve a balance between the two.

After an hour of 'fixing' his face, his mom knocked in the door. "Joey?" She asked. "You're up this early?"
"Yeah," he called out. "Just... taking a shower." He didn't want his mom to know he had been sneaking her makeup.
"Okay." She said, unconvinced. He heard her descend the stairs.

When he finally finished, he joined her in the kitchen. By the look on her face, he knew she could tell he had put on makeup.
"Oh Joey, you know you're beautiful without that stuff, don't you? You don't need to wear makeup."
Joey said softly, "Then why do you?"
His mom sealed her lips. She didn't have a response, and they ate breakfast together in silence.

It was 8:00 am, and time to head to school. By now, Joey had been awake for 2 hours, the vast majority dedicated to making sure he looked good.

While he was away at school, his mom found that he had been using her makeup since he forgot to put it back. It wasn't a surprise, she had noticed it was being used up much faster than usual for the past few months. But Joey's birthday was on way. This sparked an idea in her mind.

Weeks later, Joey was sitting with his mom and a present lay in his lap. He ripped away the wrapping paper to reveal a pack of his very own makeup. He squealed with joy, hugged his mom, and gave her a big kiss on the cheek. He loved his gift, and used it every day thereafter.

But was it really a gift? It was something that nurtured his insecurities, and encouraged the idea that he needed it. Could something so seemingly innocent harm his inner core? Could the beauty it gave him bring him pain, under the cover of giving confidence?

Jericho struggles daily with his self-worth and confidence. And yet, he adores his makeup. It's his only friend, the only thing that brings him out of his shell. He couldn't see that it was killing him.

[otis,]

kalon #; 1327
username; otis
name; hermes
gender; male
beauty writing;

beauty to me? beauty to me is an indescribable feeling that I will force into words. its the number saved in my phone under the alien emoji. its the house 9 states away from mine. its my newfound fondness for cats. its the reason I even got into kalons, and the way I got my first two kals. its the ring coming to my house, and the place reserved for it on my left hand fourth finger. its the few late night calls we get when my mom leaves, and the fact that we will be living so close this fall. beauty is my future, and the love of my life

our future is going to be beautiful, and a life away from the bad ones we leave behind. a king sized bed, a german shepherd puppy, a Samoyed and some cats. of course my hedgehog will have to come too. i'll be a surgeon by then, and you? who knows since you change so much. hopefully a chef, maybe a graphic designer. our house will be big, our family bigger. my foster care will bring us the greatest pieces of our lives, and youre absolutely right, ill probably adopt them all. our future will be normal, beautiful and bright, but it will not be boring

we will find beauty, in travels and cities unlike our own. ill take you to 2am poetry slams in small town cafes and maybe even get up on stage to tell the people of the town what about you is really beautiful. I will drag you to drive in movie theatres, and make you travel to towns with obscure names in a VW bus. i'll take you to concerts you don't like, and maybe a few that you do. we will go visit the most famous museums, so I can compare you face to the beauty of that of DaVinci. we will tear apart france, maybe go to rome, and spend weeknights in the beauy of Germany.

when I think of beauty, I think of you. I think of those short blonde hairs, constantly colored wild colors. I think of those cats you own, including the one you kicked off the couch ''on accident''. I think of the girl ive been with for almost two years. I think of the things you've done for me, and the love youd shown me. I think of my best friend, my soul mate. my grace. my beauty



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[Softballpup12]

Hey guys, I think 3:00 am PST has already passed, just for reference! :)