[Lorne_Purnima]

|Word count; |Prompt; 308 // |Ransom Personality; 172 // |Rogue Personality; 183 // |Brothers; 157 // |Lives of Thieves; 999 = |1,819|


Username; Lorne_Purnima || # of kalons; Seven || Top, bottom, or both?; Both


|Names|
Top; Ransom Rebel || Bottom; Rogue Rebel
Playlist; xXx || Moodboard; xXx / xXx || Outfits; xXx


|How they view the world|
To Ransom and Rogue, the world is something to be challenged, feared, and just generally fought pretty much at all times. They believe its a learn quick or die quick world as they steal not just for fun but for survival. The world gives and takes as it pleases as some days they will eat like kings but others they're lucky if they scrape by with a single apple to share. A lot of that has to do with losing more than food, Ransom and Rogue were born into a wealthy family and had all that they could ever want but when they were still very small kits they're family home, along with most of the rest of the town, caught fire and burnt to the ground destroying pretty much everything they owned. While the two of them and their parents made it out they lost their only sister to the fire along with all of their worldly possessions, distraught and ruined their parents didn't know how to cope with the tragedy. They tried their best to provide for their remaining children while also trying to claw back their wealth but were eventually unable, a few long months after the devastating fire the pair of brothers were left at an orphanage while their parents left to find something better, that would be the last they ever saw of them. This is what imprinted the "gives and takes" idea as well as learn quick or die, it also instilled a distrust of others and believing you can only trust yourself each one only making an exception for the other. Despite that, at their ages now and the traumatic memories mostly repressed or forgotten they don't see the harm in having fun with challenging the world every day as they often do things that even most adults would find crazy.


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Gender; Male || Pronouns; He/Him
Orientation; Bi || Birthday; October 5th || Age; 17 || Height; 5'7" || Weight; 140 lbs

|Likes || Dislikes|
Flirting/Socializing/Spring || Running/Being Alone/Fire
|Dreams|
Ransom dreams of saving enough money to start up his own business, though he hasn't decided what that might be, and using the money from that to buy a real home to call his own which he can open to kids who don't have anywhere to go. He also dreams of settling down with a special someone and starting a big family.

|Personality|
Ransom has always been very calm, cool, and collected with a decent amount of charisma, he's worked hard to build on that and his ability to talk and even flirt his way out of various situations. Outwardly he appears very confident, intelligent, and mild-mannered almost passing as someone who grew up as a high-born while in private he faces his own share of demons. Ransom often has a number of nightmares at night which tend to keep him up at night though he keeps this from Rogue so to not worry him. He has a lot of anxiety when away from his brother and even more when alone in general, most of his nightmares stem from the fire that took everything from him and his brother and most involve the fire leaving him with Pyrophobia and afraid of any larger than a small torch. He doesn't like stealing but does it as he feels they have no other choice with the circumstances they were given and the seemingly endless opposition they face.


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Gender; Male || Pronouns; He/Him
Orientation; Doesn't care || Birthday; July 16th || Age; 16 || Height; 5'6" || Weight; 130 lbs

|Likes || Dislikes|
Coin/Competition/Stealing || Winter/No Food/Authority
|Dreams|
Rogue dreams of seeing his name in the proverbial lights, he wants to be known all across the land and become the head of his own gang. He dreams of becoming an infamous criminal and more importantly becoming rich to show everyone who looked down on him that hes made it.

|Personality|
Rogue is much like his brother but also vastly different, like Ransom he is very confident but he also tends to be pretty cocky when it comes to his abilities. Unlike his brother, he doesn't pass off so well as a high-born as he doesn't mind having to fight his way out of something or make a run for it when things go south. Internally he doesn't face much doubt and his biggest anxiety is whether or not they will have enough to eat that day or not, he has some memories of the fire but has forgotten and dealt with it better than Ransom. However, he does have the same anxiety as him when it comes to being separated though it isn't nearly as severe and he doesn't mind being alone in general. He is somewhat aware of Ransoms internal issues but doesn't press it as it very much upset Ransom the one time he did so. Rogue has little to no issue when it comes to stealing and even finds some enjoyment in it seeing it as a sort of challenge.


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|The brothers|
Ransom and Rogue are inseparable, where ever you see one you are almost guaranteed to see the other by his side or not far behind. Only having each other to rely on for almost as long as they can remember they only separate for as long as necessary even after arguing they usually won't go much further than a few rooms from each other. Having said that, each one is fine acting independently of the other and they usually do this to successfully steal and get out of trouble. However, due to this tactic, the village people and local shopkeeps of the area they happen to be in usually catch on pretty quick which causes them to move from place to place pretty quickly. They're ok with this though, they enjoy seeing different places with each other and while they don't want to have to steal for a living forever they're also ok with that for now.


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|A day in the lives of thieves|
Ransom trotted up to the fruit stand that sat off to the side of the road, a calm and confident smile on his face, he looked over the various fruits before looking at the kalon standing behind the counter that sat off to the side of the stand. "What can I get for this?" he asked as he slid a couple of copper coins onto the table causing the kalon to lean forward and count them out before looking over at the fruits then back at Ransom replying with a tired gruff tone "two apples." He walked back over at pointed towards the green apples "these?" he asked in a puzzled tone; he knew which ones he was talking about and it definitely wasn't these more exotic green apples, "no!" he heard back, man, this keep either had a long day or just a short temper. He then pointed at the less exotic but still semi-expensive yellow apples causing the shopkeep to let out an irritated sigh and walk around from his counter and pick up two regular red apples and push them into Ransoms paws "these!". Man, really short-tempered, Ransom smiled glancing behind the kalon as he noticed what looked like just a quick blink of a shadow then put the apples into his bag he had slung over his back "oh! Why didn't you say so? Thanks a lot, sir!" he smiled and gave a wave then quickly walked off leaving the vexed shopkeep behind. After a moment he turned off into an alley and heard a chuckle and a voice "I can't believe you pointed at those green apples with a straight face! I thought he was going to make you eat those copper pieces for that!" looking over revealed another young kalon leaning against the alley wall. This kalon was none other than his partner in crime and his brother, Ransom smirked at Rogue "easy peasy, see, that's why I do the talking...you got the copper back right?" Rogue walked over and dropped the copper pieces into Ransoms paw before pulling a green apple from his bag and handing that to him as well "easy peasy," he replied chuckling again. The two sat down getting ready to chow down on their stolen fruit feast when they suddenly heard a gruff voice yell "Hey! You thieves!" they looked over and heading for them was the, now very angry, kalon they had gotten the fruit from "I guess he noticed the missing copper...Or uh...Silver..." said Rogue causing Ransom to look at him in semi-shock "silver?!" he shook his head "never mind that, run!". The two quickly pushed their food into their bags and began sprinting Rogue looking back at his brother who was beginning to fall behind him, Ransom had never been the fastest which was the main reason he always played distraction in their little system while Rogue was in charge of the taking part. Rogue looked at the shopkeep that continued to pursue them who was slowly but surely gaining on his brother then looked forward again looking for an escape route when his eyes landed on a stack of crates off to the side of the alley. He slowed slightly to fall next to his brother and looked at him "you see those crates?" Ransom looked at him then looked forward his eyes landing on the crates stacked high, they were large but got slightly smaller as they were stacked higher and while an adult likely couldn't get their paws on the ledges without slipping he bet that someone with smaller ones could do so easily...someone like them. He looked back at him "up?" "up" Rogue replied with a smirk before looking back again at the kalon behind them, he reached into a pouch on his bag and pulled out a paw full of something while mumbling quiet "ow's" then tossed it behind them revealing it to be a number of spurs, small so easy to carry and not cause serious damage but big enough to still hurt if stepped on. They both continued forward and began quickly climbing the crates as they heard angry pained shouts from behind them as the shopkeep stepped on some of the spurs causing him to have to stop and pull them from his paws giving the two enough time to scale the crates and make it to the roof of the building they were next to. Ransom caught his breath for just a moment looking at Rogue "spurs?" "yep, works everytime" he replied with a smirk "you only used them the one time!" "hey...one time has been every time so far hasn't it?" they cut their conversation short and quickly made their way across the roof to the next as they continued to hear angry shouts come from the alley below. After a bit when they had left the shouts far behind they carefully made their way down to the street and slipped into a small abandoned house that they had been staying in and both sat on one of their makeshift beds. They sat in silence for a few moments before they both started laughing "I can't believe those stupid spurs worked!" Ransom said once he stopped laughing quite so hard,"I told you didn't I? And I thought you were a goner! You're so slow!" Rogue responded in a teasing tone causing Ransom to push him a bit as they both continued to laugh a bit then finally start to dig into their stolen fruit."Oh, I also got a gold piece" said Rogue before taking a bite of his apple, this almost caused Ransom to spit out his food but he swallowed and looked at his brother "you what?! You're crazy!". Rogue shrugged and took another bite as Ransom shook his head and wrapped his arm over his brothers shoulder, he said that but it was them against the world and he knew that as long as they were together they were an unstoppable force.

[Dancing.cinnamon~]

username;
number of kalons;
top, bottom, or both?;

name;
gender;

prompt;

go crazy from here.

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username; something wicked,,
number of kalons;
top, bottom, or both?;

name;
gender;

prompt;

go crazy from here.
marking~

[Grian]

Mark

[GreyScale]

username;
GreyScale
number of kalons;
None
top, bottom, or both?;
The bottom ^W^

name;
Arlana
gender;
Female
personality;
There's a lot to say about Arlana, but the biggest two things to know are that she's observant and exciting. Of course she's also empathetic, earnest, intelligent and capable, but in a way they're lesser traits and tainted by behaviors of being sarcastic as well.
Her observant and caring nature though, this is what she's pretty much known for. Friends tend to count on this and her fun-loving but compassionate nature in times of need.

Nobody's perfect of course and Arlana has a share of darker sides to deal with too. Her sarcastic and amoral nature aren't exactly fun to deal with and reach all around.
Fortunately her excitement shines brighter on most days.
prompt;
So far is was a normal day for Arlana, she was on her way home from school with her brother Aquila and as usual they were bragging to each other about who did better. Aquila never minded Arlana's braging and normally just played along. She was so excited about finally learning a more dangerous spell concerning fire but that all changed in an instant.
Kalons started running towards them like mob of angry birds screaming with fear. There were Kalons helping their young urging them to go faster and others frozen with fear.
At first Arlana had no idea what was going until she looked and saw a dark looming shadow over the village but she soon made out it had horns but one was broken off at the base, it's skin had the appearance of rotten skin and the whole town smelt like death. Soon Arlana and Aquila saw a strange gray look start to spread across the city and whatever turned gray, stopped moving, like statutes.
With barely a moment hesitation Arlana and Aquila starting running to their house to where their parents were hoping to make it there before the curse speed across the whole town.
They crashed though the door to see their mother strangely calm but sad. Arlana asked where her father was but the question went unanswered .
"I'm sorry my children, your father and I really screwed up this time didn't we?" Their mother said sadly before standing up.
"Aquila, keep watch on how close the 'curse' is for moment please." She said and turned to Arlana. " I'm sorry I won't be able to save the city but I can save you. " Their mother said who then placed a paw on Arlana chest and began chanting a spell. For a moment the world went white as the charm surrounded her but it was quickly over.
"Trade places with Aquila." She quickly snapped and Arlana did what she was told right away.
Their mother than began to do the same to Aquila, placing a paw on his chest and chanting the spell.
"Its almost here!" Arlana warning warned , having to tell to be heard over the wind.
" I'm sorry my son, this spell will only last once. " Their mother said and began to chant faster.
"Who or what is this?" Arlana asked finally able to form words as her mouth was dry.
" that's not for you to worry about my dears, just promise you won't go after them. " Their mother said placing a paw on Arlana's cheek and suddenly a bright light filled the room and when it was gone, everything had turned a dull gray.
The whole town was eerily quiet after that moment and even the wind had stopped, the room became much colder and instead of feeling her mother's fluffy paw, her head rested a cold stone figure. Arlana wanted so badly to cry but told her self to be strong and only shed a few tears even though she felt she could cry a river.
"Aquila, what do we do now?" Arlana asked though she already knew that they had to leave and find a new place to go as they couldn't survive here.

Arlana and Aquila have definitely traveled farther than most Kalons their age as the hunted down this mage who curse their city. Arlana was lucky enough to have been wear her bag with her spell books in it when the protection spell was cast as they were protected too. Arlana and Aquila would spends hours at a time studying harder then they did in school to learn magic as they were smart enough to know that they would be like flies to the evil mage. They visited every library they could find hoping to find information on the mage but never found any until one night they overheard two Kalons talking about a cave of witch a powerful mage lives and even though he said it like it was a joke Arlana and Aquila went searching for it in hopes of finding the mage.
They grew more powerful everyday and if they still went to school would easily be the most powerful in their class.
From then on they spent days looking for clues or trails about where this mage might be hiding witch eventually brought them to a strange cave.
At first they were not sure if this was the right place or not but they got closer they could feel the magic that came from the cave.
They found a branch and broke to size a small torch and entered the cave. Arlana was very worried about her brother. He was good I'm small dark spaces and he didn't have a protection spell as none of them were powerful enough to cast one worth having.
They traveled deeper and deeper into the dark winding tunnels and were starting to think they had the wrong cave when they finally saw it. A strange glow came from a brilliant object that sat on top of an odd pedestal.
The object was almost mesmerizing and took everything she has not to go grab it right away, but if she knew was about to happen, Arlana would've grabbed it as quickly as she could.
In that moment Aquila started to run forward to the object. Time seemed to slow down as Arlana screamed for him to stop and as he was blown back from the magic with extreme force.
Arlana no longer cared about the object or the city, only her brother who she now thought was dead.
She dragged Aquila back to the surface as gently as she could and laid him down softly in the grass.
"Aquila?" She said with a worried voice as she nudged his side a little and was relived when he opened his eyes though it didn't last long.
"Arlana, why are birds chirping when its night?" He asked very confused.
"What do mean? It's late I'm the afternoon, can't you feel the heat from the sun?" She replied once again worried.
"It's not funny Lana. Stop playing around." Aquila said back and Arlana could hear the panic rising in his voice but once again she insisted she wasn't playing and I'm that moment they both realized the horrifying truth.
Aquila would never see again.
Arlana held him in tight huh as he cried I'm her shoulder and even though his it, she was crying too.
I'm that moment Arlana vowed to revenge her city and her brother, even if that meant using dark magic eventually.

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[Cape.Corvid]

username; Cape.Corvid
number of kalons; none
top, bottom, or both?; bottom!

name; Baisley
gender; agender (they/them)
orientation; pansexual
home; Canada
birthday; October 7th, 1970
prompt;

- aspiring forester/park ranger
- hella punk (1980's)
- sometimes it looks like the branches are supporting the leaves, but they're sitting just below
- sometimes something really far away is dark (doesn't follow rules)
- has to express emotion in other ways because one can't tell by their eyes

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disclaimer;; however this form is left when the contest ends, it should be considered finished <3

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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;; Halim
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ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;; Male
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ᴘʀoɴoᴜɴs;; He/Him or They/Them
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sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ;; Asexual
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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ;; 5'3"
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ᴘᴇʀsoɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ;;
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Patient:
Halim has incredible patience for anyone he comes across. He knows that most things
in life cannot be rushed, so he's happy to sit back and let people do their thing. He
never pushes, never gets angry, never expects them to move at his pace. He'll always
set his speed to match the other person's. He's still learning to have patience with
himself, however.

Easy-going:
Outwardly, Halim is tolerant of almost anything. He's often been described as being
bombproof, even if he doesn't always feel that way on the inside. He's good with kids
because he'll let them climb all over him and ask him a thousand questions. He's
good with all kinds of adults because he's willing to take whatever they throw at him,
either conversation or otherwise. He doesn't like to start fights, so he'll go out of his
way to diffuse situations.
Polite:
Polite almost to a fault, Halim minds his manners in all situations he's involved in.
Saying 'please' and 'thank you' is pretty much second nature to him. It can come off
as a little robotic at times, but it makes it much easier for him to get along with
people. He always makes a good first impression, especially with those who are older
than him. He enjoys doing it too, as it makes him feel better and more at ease when
he talks.
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Calm:
Halim can be scarily calm at times. It's often thought that he's just completely
incapable of being angry. He's gained two siblings who have more energy than anyone
he's ever known, and yet not once as he raised his voice at them or gotten annoyed.
This calm demeanor can sometimes get him into trouble though. If he gets hurt, it's
often hard to tell just how bad his injuries are as he doesn't outwardly express his pain.

Goes with the Flow:
Halim is much more of a follower than a leader. He doesn't have much faith in his own
decisions or ideas, so he's more than happy to just do what those around him are doing.
This has led him to become very obedient, but it can be a problem in social situations.
He's very easily manipulated into doing some sometimes not great things. His need to
fit in is sometimes stronger than his moral values. He does know the difference between
right and wrong, he just forgets sometimes.
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Slow to Action:
Ever the procrastinator, Halim has a hard time motivating himself to get things done.
If he really, really sets his mind to it, Halim can see things through to completion.
But most of the time, his intrusive thoughts stop him from really applying himself.
Sometimes there’s just a little nagging voice in his head that’s saying “don’t bother,
you’re not good enough anyway”.

Impersonal:
Due to his upbringing, Halim is pretty emotionally distant. Though he’s able and very
willing to make friends, he has a hard time getting bet attached and opening up to
them. This means that he has quite a lot of friends, but not really anyone who he
considers to be his “best friend”. He also has a stunted sense of empathy, so
understanding the emotions of others is a little confusing.

Harsh Judge of Himself:
Halim harshly judges every action he performs and every word that comes out of his
mouth. He tends to set incredibly high standards for himself, and gets it in his head
that others have done the same, even if this isn't true. If he doesn't think that he's
living up to these imaginary standards, he shuts down and enters his 'panic mode',
where he's unable to talk or move. It takes a lot of convincing for him to understand
that whatever mistake he made is ok.
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ʟɪᴋᴇs & ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs;;
✔ Oil painting
✔ Hiking
✔ Bird watching
✔ All weather
✔ Fishing
✔ Reading
✔ Animals
✔ Soft things
✔ Blankets
✔ English classes
✔ Sweet foods
✔ Indie and electro music
✔ The colours black and green
✔ Making people happy
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✘ Spicy foods
✘ Yelling, from him and others
✘ Being the center of attention
✘ Loud places
✘ Violence
✘ Darkness
✘ Metallic sounds
✘ Being rushed
✘ Math classes
✘ Watching the news
✘ Shopping
✘ The colour yellow
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ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪsᴛ;;
'Amsterdam' - Imagine Dragons
'ES' - Crying
'Adventure Time' - Rogue
'Frame of Mind' - Tristam & Braken
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ʜoʙʙʏ;;
As Halim has opened up and become more
comfortable, he has found great enjoyment
in painting. He never really saw himself as
the artsy type of Kalon, but he has a
natural eye for colour palettes and
composition. His favourite things to paint
are landscapes, especially landscapes that
show animals.
Painting is an important tool that Halim
uses to ground himself. Whether he's having
a good day or a bad one, he uses painting
to calm himself down and stay focused. The
subjects that he paints almost always
reflect what he is feeling. On good days,
he paints sunny beaches and bright and
welcoming meadows, all of which are
filled with life. On bad days, he paints
dark and dreary caves, or forests that have
burned to the ground.
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ʜoᴡ ʜᴇ sᴇᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ᴡoʀʟᴅ;;

Halim sees the world with perfect clarity. He understands that the world is too
good for him, and that he, at least for now, cannot fit in with the good people.
To him the world is filled with two kinds of people. There are the people who
belong in the world; these are the good people. And then there are the people
who will never be good enough. There are the people who are capable of passing
judgement, and the people who need to be judged. The people who are allowed
to live in complacency, and then the people who fight every day just to be
accepted.
Sometimes, trying to make himself worthy is all too much for Halim. He feels like
no matter how hard he tries, the world is just going to keep shutting him out. He
shuts down and curls into a ball, becoming incapable of movement or speech. In
his eyes, the world is always judging him. It's just waiting for him to show even the
smallest sign of weakness so it can jump in and tear him down.
While this is the view that Halim has come to accept, Noor and the rest of his
adoptive family refuse to let this be the way that Halim sees the world forever.
Through their tireless encouragement and patient guidance, his confidence is
growing every day. Each day he inches closer and closer to having higher self-esteem
and worth, but the progress is slow. Still, progress is progress, and in time he will
learn to love himself and the world around him.
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ᴀᴅoᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ;;
My Noor:
Noor was the Kalon who decided that fostering Halim seemed like a good idea. They
saw in Halim the same fear and lack of understanding of the world that Noor had
had when they were young. Noor thought back on how Sunset had helped them grow
and eventually thrive, and figured the same could be done for Halim. Noor wants
nothing more than for Halim to feel loved and eventually flourish into a Kalon that
everyone will love.
Halim at first hated Noor. He saw the older Kalon as someone who had nothing but
pity for him, and fought not to be taken back to Noor's house. The first few weeks of
Halim living on the island were rough. He wasn't used to the tight-knit family dynamic
that they had, and didn't really understand why Noor was so ok with everything that
he did. Every outburst, every angry comment that Halim made, Noor took it in their
stride. Halim helped Noor become much more patient, and Noor helped Halim build
his confidence and work towards bettering himself.
My Ness:
There's a bit of an age gap between Ness and Halim, and at first the idea of having
an older sibling was a very foreign concept to Ness. Sure, she'd hung out with older
kids before, but Ness had never actually lived with one. She was nervous at first,
especially about being bullied for her interests, but Halim was surprisingly chill
about it all, and even a little intrigued. Ness does wish that they were closer, and
hopes that one day Halim will feel comfortable opening up more and truly becoming
part of the family.
Halim sees Ness as...eccentric, but not in a bad way. Ness would often disappear for
large portions of the day, and come back in the evenings covered in dirt and excited
about her adventures. Halim eventually decided to join her one day after his
curiosity got the best of him. He was happy to follow her about all day, but he didn't
really understand /why/ looking for things that don't exist was so important to her.
Over time he's become almost protective of his adoptive younger sister.
Credit's Sunset:
Calm and easygoing, Sunset is a friend first and a parent second. He picked up on
Halim's self-destructive behaviors quickly, and made it his primary goal to improve
the way Halim saw himself. He spent the first couple of weeks observing Halim
closely, and then went out and spent a large amount of money on materials that
pertained to Halim's hobbies and interests. Sunset cares for Halim deeply, and is
very excited to have him as a new member of the family. His main goal is to make
sure Halim is as well-adjusted as Ness and Gibson.
Halim warmed up to Sunset a lot more quickly than he had to Noor. Sunset respected
his space and simple observed him quietly, which was something that Halim really
needed. When Sunset came up one day with armfuls of painting supplies, Halim
showed real emotion for the first time since being adopted. Halim appreciates
Sunset's support for his passions on a level that the young Kalon can't even describe.
Sometimes Halim feels like he has to live up to some imaginary standards that he
thinks Sunset has set out for him, and it takes a lot of reassurance that Sunset is
happy no matter what Halim chooses to do. All that matters to Sunset is that Halim
is happy.
Credit's Gibson:
Gibson is a curious Kal in that he's always trying to figure out how things work and
how he can improve them. When Halim came to live with them, the first thing Gibson
did was bombard the older Kal with questions. Where was he from? What did he think
of island life? What were his favorite activities? It was a lot, and at first the two
didn't really get along. But as Halim slowly started to open up, Gibson was able to
shape his questions so that they pertained to the things that Halim was interested
in. The two became close, and Gibson learned a lot about patience and not asking
too many questions too quickly. These days they spend most of their time either
playing video games together or reading.
In the beginning, Gibson's energy was way too much for Halim to handle. The younger
Kal's questions made Halim nervous; why did Gibson care so much about his life? At
first, Halim tended to avoid Gibson so he wouldn't be put on the spot so often. But
slowly, as he adjusted to life on the island, Halim grew more curious about his
adoptive younger brother. Gibson is a natural problem solver; he takes what he needs
to know, and then tries all of the different methods to solve it until something works.
They started hanging out together, mostly playing video games like Mario Kart. As
Halim's interests became more apparent, Gibson was able to ask him questions that
he was more comfortable answering. They were able to bond of several similar
interests, and these days they're quite close to one another.
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ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs;;
✧ 浮気者 ✧'s Marcellus:
Marcellus met Halim online, when he was looking to commission a landscape painting
to go over his fireplace. He got to talking on a more personal level with Halim, and
took pity on the young Kalon. Marcellus was familiar with being emotionally distant,
but he didn't really want Halim to fall into negative habits. He checks in every now
and then, just to be sure.
Halim sees Marcellus as sort of a casual role model. They don't talk often, but to
Halim, Marcellus is a role model who shows him that hedoesn't have to let his
negative thoughts hold him back. Marcellus does what he wants and lives his own
life, and some day Halim wants to be like that too.
Meridiem's Charity:
Ever the social butterfly, when Halim first enrolled in the high school, Charity knew
that she had to take him under her wing. After all, there's nothing more important
than having a whole bunch of good friends! They had an English class together, and
the first thing Charity did was drag Halim around to meet everyone in the class. At
first it didn't go very well, but after some time it did sort of lead to Halim becoming
just a little more outgoing. They're very close now, and hang out quite a bit.
Halim wasn't fond of Charity in the beginning. She dragged him around and pushed
him into situations that he found to be very uncomfortable. But slowly, after a
month or so, Halim found that he was making friends. Not only that, but he was
making friends that he liked and who liked him, and who also shared his interests.
This was an entirely new concept to Halim, but he found himself enjoying it. He
still often judges himself critically when he interacts with others, and tends to
dwell on any social mistakes he makes. But Charity is one of his best friends, and
he's really glad to have her.
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ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛs;;
Form lyrics pulled from 'Amsterdam' - Imagine Dragons
Name meaning found here
Form coded by me
Special characters found here
Kalons used belong to me and their respective owners
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