[fuiuki]

Username -- fuiuki
Name -- Sylvester
Gender -- Male
Prompt --
Sylvester used to be quite shy and cold as a child. He didn't mean to, he just didn't know how to act. This lead to people around him constantly criticising how he acted, and how he was. He wasn't good enough. Stop being so shy. Speak up. Stop being rude. As such, he tried to become better, to become what others wanted him to be... He didn't grow up with much of a personality. As he grew up, he learned what exactly people liked in others: kindness, energy, and being generally... sweet. People like candy, eye-candy as well as sweet personalities, and so that's what Sylvester aimed to be. He would look good, he would be as sweet as the sweetest caramel, and just as delectable to spend time with. He would become like candy.

But candy is full of things that aren't good for you. Sylvester doesn't know who he is deep down. He doesn't know what his core values are, he doesn't know how to be himself... and deep down inside...

Sylvester hates candy.

[Kelp King]

Username --Dragonwolf17
Name -- Takita
Gender -- Male
Prompt -- WIP

[Stephaaa]

Username -- Stephaaa
Name -- Dajo
Gender -- Male
Prompt -- Dajo had loves the idea of candy. Their delightful and lushing sweet taste had always made him have a bitty pang of happiness, but he had no idea it could ever change his complete attitude, or confidence for that matter. Dajo usually stayed close to his family when he was young, and was always shy. He tried to avoid large spaces, and let family members do the work of speaking. When Dajo grew older, he came to realize that he was not surrounded by friends, and in fact, he was pretty lonely as he would chew on his delicious candy every day. Despite this, his personality started to resemble hopefulness, and even hatred. This did not help the kalon at all, and he was now completely isolated. As Dajo chewed on his candy, a bright idea shot up in his head. Maybe he should just changed the way he acted, always avoiding people. As Dajo stared down at his candy, he knew exactly what to do. Dajo went up to everybody -- Everyone wanted his candy. He gave it generously to kalons, every single day, and was now officially known as "The Candy Hauler." Perhaps now he wouldn't seem so lonely, all because of a few treats.

( I apologize It is a tiny bit over 200 words (about 4 or 5 words) , I hope you don't mind. )

[Chickpea]

Username -- CompleteChicken
Name --Winfried Winks
Gender --male
Prompt --
Who doesn't love Candy!!Winfried Winks that's who,
But what better way to lure in the kits?
Masquerading as a kind candy maker, giving out tours of his factory
He is actually a cold heartless and manipulate Kalon
Searching for victims for his evil games
Bringing kalons to Winks Mansion to test their skills

(Not actually sure yet what his does with the kalons?nothing too evil?just like a tiny bit evil)

[Lumi_Turtle]

Username --
Name --
Gender --
Prompt --

[VanossGaming]

Ȼømɇ ønɇ, Ȼømɇ Ⱥłł!

VanossGaming//Crystalline//Male

Ŧħɇɏ ȼȺłł mɇ ŧħɇ ȼȺnđɏ mȺn

Crystalline has loved candy ever since he was a kit. A little one with a love for two things and two things only. The circus and lollipops. Watching the acts on the stage while the acrobats flung themselves into the air, all while he sat comfortably in his seat, sucking on a cotton candy flavored lolli. He found his home that day. He was enrolled in gymnastics from that day forward, putting on little shows with a smile decorating his tiny face. Finally the day came. Crystalline walked into the office of the ringleader for the famous Kalon circus, nervously sucking on a bubblegum flavored lollipop. They offered him a job as a flyer, something he had always dreamed of becoming. He was given the nickname "Candy Man" the first day on the job due to the ungodly amount of Kalon brand Dum-Dums he had dragged into his dressing room. He almost ate them by the bagfull. One before each performance and one after for the job well done. It didn't matter what flavor, they all tasted delicious. Every night when he goes out to do his act there's always one thing to make him smile.

"There goes Candy Man!"

(200/200) Word Count

[Strange_Atoms]

Username --
Name --
Gender --
Prompt --
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[hxneystorm]

username -- honeystorm.wishes
name -- michael, micah for short
gender -- male
prompt --
at a first glance of this kalon, with his pale colours, brightly coloured
hair, cheeky grin and infectious laughter, most would never think to
guess that michael is a thief. a master in the art of stealing. gems,
jewellery, cash and the occasional trinket with any kind of monetary
value seem to mysteriously disappear in this kalon’s presence, and
in its place is left a single piece of candy.

the surprising thing is, he's never suspected of his crimes.

he’s somehow able to keep nearly everyone on his good side, telling
jokes, giving affection, recommending anime and doing people's hair.
nobody suspects that this hairdresser is able to cut through anything
but his client's hair. easily innocent, most would say.

but nobody ever thinks that he's too innocent.

they're too busy learning to watch their backs instead.

[lumilys]

Username -- тeaocнιι
Name -- Paix
Gender -- male
Prompt -- w.i.p. what a sweet bab
chaotic
and
never
disciplined
yearlong

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Name ∙ Obadiah [Obie]
Gender ∙ Male

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❝ For a Monday evening, campus was disappointingly busy. Obadiah sat
on a bench situated outside an emptying lecture hall with his shoulder bag tucked in beside him, a
nd sorted from among the school debris a Ziploc bag of gummy worms. He was halfway through on
e when another boy sat down beside him.

"Hey, Obie," the boy greeted cheerily. Obadiah looked up, blinking; he had not expected him to kn
ow his name, let alone the careless use of a nickname The boy gestured to the bag of gummy worm
s with one hand and asked lightly, "Can I have one?"

Obadiah startled the both of them with the intensity of his tone when he snapped, "Absolutely not."

The cool weight of iron seeped into his tongue as he ground the gummy worm apart. The infused bl
ood brought a sweetness that the gelatin did not, and sated a centuries old thirst. Nervously, Obie
looked at his lap and bit his lip.
"I'm sorry," he said weakly. "They're uh... just for me."

The boy raised both eyebrows and finally nodded. Obadiah eyed him, unsure if the boy would atte
mpt to steal a worm despite the warning, but he stood up instead and ducked into their lecture h
all, leaving Obadiah to sigh in relief.

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