[bakuraas.]

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♢ ~IronPanda~

〈ᏦᏗᏝᎧᏁ ᏁᏗᎷᏋ?〉
♢ Lord Valør

〈ᎮᏋᏒᏕᎧᏁᏗᏝᎥᏖᎩ?〉
♢ Lord Valør is a gentle soul. He grew up in poverty and knows first hand what it is like to go hungry. He tries his best to help those below him, but his trust issues get in the way. He can’t just “be friendly” like everyone else as Valør always has the soul tearing fear of being abused. He find that when he grows out his hair he feels more secure about himself, even if others question his choices. Those that he knows love him he would die to protect.

♢ Word Count: 90

〈ᎦᏗᏝᏝ ᎮᏗᏝᏋᏖᏖᏋ?〉



〈ᏂᎧᏇ ᎴᎧ ᏖᏂᏋᎩ ᎦᏋᏋᏝ ᏗᏰᎧᏬᏖ ᎦᏗᏝᏝ?〉

Lord Valør inhaled the cold crisp air. It was oddly calming, though he knew that winter was right around the corner. Perhaps if the temperature stayed this way he would even enjoy this season. But he knew if that were to happen it would cause a ripple of problems in his society, which was the last thing they needed. Valør knew that some lower folk will wish for this anyway at the Wishing Ceremony taking place this evening.

When at the wishing well, Valør normally wished for protection to spread its wings around his love. Others found this strange though they knew Valør had no need to wish for food or clothing. Oh how he hated the remarks and snickers that occurred behind his back when at the emerald colored pond. The bottom always glistened with coins when the sun hit just right and Valør raged with curiosity if anyone had ever stolen from the sacred pool. They would probably drown before they even reach the bottom. Who would even try anyway?

But that was in the evening, the sun was midway through its journey across the sky now. Valør could see the peasants working in the fields anxiously awaiting the first snowflake. His love was likely cooking up a chicken to eat, also anxiously waiting. Not for snow though, for him.

The trees were quite pretty and welcoming on the walk to his warm little cottage. Red, yellow, hints of orange, the leaves knew that they were going to fall to the ground. Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, Valør wondered how they live knowing that. Another perk of autumn is the mud, which is very useful in the building of the new theater. His love seemed overjoyed when she first heard of it as it was placed just down the street from the two’s cottage just past the fields.

But the mud wasn’t useful now as Valør wished not to get it on his shiny new leather boots. After hesitating a few times with his foot in midair, he eventually took the route around it which meant going through the dew covered grass. Once he got back onto a dirt road, he scraped the boots across the road as he walked, leaving faint footprints behind him.

Once his cottage came into view, his pace quicken. Valør sped past field workers looking to make enough to survive winter. Some he had hired, some his equally wealthy neighbors had hired. Nonetheless all they seemed to get along in a tight family circle. Only a few gave a kind nod to Valør as he ran past, most just followed him with their eyes. He didn’t care.

His love was standing outside with one hand on her hips. When he got closer her arms opened, welcoming him into a hug. After they were done embracing, she began to fidget with his messy hair. Once she nodded her contentment, they went inside where the grease covered chicken sat on the table, begging to be eaten.

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Thank you very much this opportunity! I love this guy so much, I love long haired boys like him. Best of luck to everyone!
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[PleaserOfCrowds]

username: PleaserOfCrowds

kalon name: Harper

personality:
If words were pins and needles, then Harper’s would be daggers. A non-confrontational but rather bitter kalon, while quiet, the few words he does say are rather scathing. With an attitude like his own, it would would expected for him to get into trouble, but he never does. Despite seeming unfriendly, he does genuinely want to be surrounded by others, it’s just an unfortunate fact that he is trapped in the past, unable to look forward to future. If others would be willing to give him a chance, perhaps Harper would be a lifelong companion...

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how do they feel about fall?:

Fall was a time of festivals and celebrations for many kalons, signifying the change of the seasons that came and went. The colors of the leaves and the brisk autumn air was quite a sight to behold. Harper, like many, liked the reds and golds of the maple trees, but unlike most he had a lot on his mind. Autumn was a confusing time for Harper, on one hand he actually liked the colder mornings and the sound of the leaves, but it was also a time where bad memories resurfaced once again. As much as he’d like to enjoy it, there were quite a lot of things he found unwelcoming.

Despite everything, Harper decided that he should let himself enjoy the season for once, to join in with the rest in the festivities with the other kalons in town. It had been quite a while since he went out and just chatted with anyone, plus he needed to take a walk to clear his mind anyway. Conversations rarely ever went well for him, but yet he felt the need to socialize anyway.

It was night when he finally made the decision to go, and he was met with mainly confused and irritated faces, something he was used to. Normally, he wouldn’t have went at all considering the amount of kalons gathered during the festivities and the tension creeping up on his neck. He was supposed to enjoy this, wasn’t he? Wasn’t he supposed to have a good time? Yet here he was, just standing there, ignoring the world surrounding him. Eventually, he made it out of the festivities and into the woods, breaking into the night, too stressed to continue being there.

Eventually, he decided to stop and relax for a moment in the woods. Surprisingly for Harper, the woods were empty asides from the hoots of the owls in the dead of the night. Taking some time to recollect himself, what would be considered eerie for most was calming to the distraught kalon. He stared into the woods, taking in the sights of the woods and the starry night sky. Even under the guise of darkness, the reds and golds of the leaves still glimmered in the moonlight, a spectacular sight for his eyes. The leaves that had already fallen lined the path to a place for the anxious Harper. Without noticing, the calmness of the rustling trees soothed the kalon to a much needed rest, drifting away into dreams. For many, it was slightly too cold to rest in the forest, but to Harper it was what he needed. For once, he didn’t have those bad nightmares that plagued his mind.

Unaware he had fallen asleep the previous day in the woods, he found himself covered head to toe in leaves. Harper, surprisingly felt calm for once and took in a look at his surroundings in admiration. With a clear mind, he realized that perhaps fall wasn’t as bad he thought, with good memories finally coming back...

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[VoidRinkusu]

username: VoidRinkusu
kalon name: Lysander

personality:
He's a gentle soul, somewhere deep inside that pessimistic shell. He will absolutely say something sarcastic or correct you if the opportunity comes up. Assuming he's talking with you at all. He's a solitary fellow who's really socially aware for someone who doesn't act like it. If he respects your guts and notices you're having a rough day, he'll talk a bit softer and dial back the insensitive replies. If you're one of the handful of people who he legitimately loves and appreciates, he's a real gentleman. Surprise, surprise but this ol' grouch loves hugs. Runs on coffee and books.

fall palette: Cozy vibes and crispy leaves (just be careful not to get any splinters-)


how do they feel about fall?:
He loves fall. Lysander is always ready to wear scarves, flannels, and whatever other cozy garments he can get his hands on. Fall classics like apple cider, cocoa, pies, and most anything pumpkin flavored complete the season for him. There's people having bonfires and baking seasonal treats so the streets are always full of some nice smells. The air itself feels different and the town he lives in gets a bit of business for its renowned corn mazes. A little tradition started three years back when Lysander was looking for a quiet spot to read. He came to the town's smallest cornfield, abandoned and overgrown since it wasn't really big enough to turn a profit, and the wind knocked his bookmark right into it. He shuffled in to get it back and found a sizable boulder instead. He figured that it was a good enough spot for him to stay and ended up making it his new reading spot. Within a month, some group of teenagers showed up to drink there, figuring they wouldn't be caught in such a remote place. Lysander complained a bit about what they were doing, annoyed that they were invading his space, and ended up giving them a spiel on why they shouldn't be drinking underage in the first place. They left and Lysander expected that they'd find some other spot and disregard what he told them. He didn't expect them to spread the word that the abandoned cornfield was sentient and gave free advice. Over the next few weeks, people began to show up and ask him simple questions. He answered them for kicks and ended up reinforcing the town's little legend. One evening a young fellow came to field alone. The boy ended up rambling a bit about feeling like his life had gotten out of hand, like everything was slipping away from him. He ended by saying "How ridiculous. I'm going to take my life and this cornfield will be the last to hear from me." Lysander spent the next five hours talking to him through the barrier of corn. He later learned that he had saved the boy's life. That's why he kept it up. The town learned that they could get replies from the field between 4 and 7 during fall. This young man, notorious for being snappy, ill-tempered and uncaring, ends up positively affecting the lives of anyone crazy enough to take the advice of an overgrown piece of land. Lysander has kept up the tradition and intends on keeping his identity a secret, just a voice in a sentient cornfield offering some free advice.

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kalon name: Caspian Oden Armani
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Very sour out the outside but sweet deep inside. Quite stubborn when it comes to arguments, even over the simplest of things.
He’s quiet most of the time, his personality type being INFJ-T. He’s quite the mixture of both curious and mysterious.
When he’s interested in doing something, he will put his whole heart into it and work as hard as he possibly can. Despite being
stubborn he will listen to what others have to say, it may just take a while for the concept to fully wrap around his head.

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Caspian doesn’t enjoy fall as much as his fellow kalons. He much prefers winter over fall. He has this belief that fall is a
‘fake winter’; and it’s nowhere near as good. He believes summer is the worst of all though, the heat makes his fur stick
to his skin and his hair never sits the way he wants it to. Winter was the perfect weather to him – cold, but bearable.
He also had a huge childhood love for snow. Admittedly, he does enjoy seeing all the leaves fall off the trees in fall. And
how they crunch beneath his paws while walking. He also kind-of has a thing for pumpkin spice lattes. And, honestly,
anything to do with pumpkins makes him super happy. Whether it be carving them, cooking with them or simply growing
them himself. Maybe he enjoys autumn a lot more than what he’s leading on, though he’d never admit it.

He most likely prefers winter over any other season because his birthday is in winter, and winter means Christmas is
on its way. And, the temperature is better for him, of course. However, he does often find himself missing the jovial
glow of summer and the flourishing floras in spring. He finds the activities around Halloween tedious – his culture
never celebrated Halloween. As a young kalon he often felt jealous of all the other children who went out trick-or-
treating and dressing up. However, as he shifts into young adulthood it’s no longer a bother to him. Though admittedly
he’d enjoy to re-live his childhood by going out and trick-or-treating sometime.

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[rnirai]

look at them theyre perfect
give em a big smooch

[WiltedLovers]

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res,

[clemen]

user: Lapis Rain
name; TBD
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[Ivyscribblez]

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[【Ｗｉｌｄｆｉｒｅ】]

Dropping out