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[ december 14]]

username; gurocora
kjaku name; ??
gender; ??
how did their spark plates influence their way of living?;

what's their favorite color to turn into;
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[PleaserOfCrowds]

username; PleaserOfCrowds
kjaku name; Aisling
gender; Female
how did their spark plates influence their way of living?;

In the coldest, most inhospitable region of the world, rumors of monsters lie among travelers. The land where blizzards constantly roar, where howling winds mask any call for help. Many believe that horrors beyond imagination lie within the blizzard covered mountains, stories of beasts made of ice.

Unfortunately found out by a group of explorers who were only lucky enough to barely survive after perilous conditions, their tales recall of a member who they never found again. She led on the expedition, confident and determined despite warnings together they took on the challenge together, but soon, a freak accident separated her from the rest of the group. Unwilling to take the risk any further, she was presumed dead and they turned back. It was too risky to go and search for her.

Unaware to many she is still there, alive.

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To this day, Aisling still doesn’t know how she managed to survive the fall she took, which left her with severe injuries. She doesn’t know how the gash on her chest managed to heal itself on its own. But that is a story for another day, until she escapes the mountains.

For now, her only goal is to survive, to survive until someone else finds her. Fortunately for her, she was well equipped with that knowledge. Unluckily, the unstable magic of her spark plates amplifies the blizzards that trap her to the mountains. No matter what she does or how hard she tries, she cannot wield it effectively to her advantage. Fully aware of the fact her magic scares away almost any potential rescue, she’s gotten used to living in complete isolation.

Frankly she’s terrified her spark plates. What would happen if she returns with the storms following her back home? Would the blizzard destroy what she has left? Would they despise her, or would they fear her path of destruction? Many of those endless possibilities horrified the Kjaku, unsure of what she wants now for her final fate.

But, for now she is alone at the base of the mountains, surviving off of nothing but the cave that shelters her from endless avalanches and the barren mountains. She gets by without using her spark plates in the hostile wilderness, her survival skills coming in handy. Eventually, someone will find her again and she waits for that day with conflicting thoughts on her transition back.

But for now, she will survive no matter what it takes. A broken spark plate isn’t going to stop her now, for she still believes she can take on any challenge that presents itself to her. While this may be her toughest one that she has yet to beat, Aisling prides herself on her determination. She knows that eventually she’ll be able to go back home, she just has to endure her surroundings until then...


what's their favorite color to turn into!?;

When she has free time to spend in the cave, whether it be storms or it simply being night outside, she has to find something to pass the time for entertainment. Whether it be attempting to try and sculpt using the icicles outside the cave or messing around with the ice on the floor, most of the time it’s color shifting.

Aisling’s favorite would have to be something that includes reddish hues, but otherwise she enjoys looking at a nearby ice patch to watch her colors shift. It’s rather relaxing for her to watch, especially if it’s red because she associates the color with good memories before she got there. It’s pretty neat in her opinion personally.

[koegami]

marking!

[HEXORCISM]

username; quin_tessential
kjaku name;
gender;
how did their spark plates influence their way of living?;
what's their favorite color to turn into!?; (optional lol)

i was gonna enter earlier and i forgot but im back—!

[Lepid]

Username; DoubleInfiniti
Kjaku name; Saint
Gender; Male
How did their spark plates influence their way of living?;

Whispers across the land tells a tale of a Kjaku that is so cold and ruthless that he cannot be stopped. Townspeople quake in fear as each winter approaches and they sacrifice only the best of wool, fur, and most importantly, meat. It is said that there is a Kjaku that’s corrupt; his spark plates are broken. He manipulates his chaotic energy and manifests it into only the harshest of winters. Rumors have it that he takes out his hatred and anger out for the people’s rejection of him by casting these storms. Their pleas for mercy only anger him more, for they never ask him how he is doing. They never try to include this ghastly Kjaku, they merely come to him always asking him to please spare them. The people of the land have pretty much given up hope and as each winter passes, it only gets more and more harsh.

One day, a Kjaku showed up in the midst of a blizzard. He was heavily cloaked and told the people of a way they could please this monstrous Kjaku, to give them bountiful winters and they could finally celebrate the Winter Solstice once again. This Kjaku filled the people’s hearts with hope and optimism. He had a plan to help them but to do that, they had to give him a powerful position in their society. The people who were so desperate quickly accepted him as their new ruler and were happy to have someone who promised them to get them their treasured Winter Solstice back.

He was a beautiful Kjaku. Some people would even go as far as saying that he is a god sent from the heavens above to help combat this terrible and corrupted Kjaku. He had wings that showed off his strength, but he was most known for his coat. He was the purest Kjaku that the people had ever seen. They had never met an albino Kjaku before. Not a single speck of dust could take away from his beauty. They called him The Saint. This name was quickly adopted by him and that is all that he went by.

The Saint had informed the people that he could get rid of the terrible winters by going to his alter and praying for assistance from his fellow gods, to lend him enough magic and strength to put the Kjaku to sleep for the winter. The people questioned it at first but with one great flap from his wings, they were assured that their ruler, their god would be able to put this burdened Kjaku at rest and that is exactly what The Saint did. He left to go to his private alter in the kingdom for a week. People saw sparkles seeping through the cracks of the door and they heard thunderous noises coming from that alter room. When he had come out though, the storm let up greatly. The people were astounded and cheered happily for their kingdom. People went outside and played in the snow and they celebrated their long battle that had finally ended; they won and celebrated their well-deserved victory.

While celebration was going on outside, The Saint decided to stay in his throne room alone. He looked outside at the people as he smirked to himself. He soaked in the people’s love and admiration for him, for they did not know the truth.

He was the Kjaku who possessed the broken spark plates and corrupt magic. He was responsible for all of this and he will continue his charades for eternity. Fooling people over and over again with a new disguise and a promise to solve all of their problems which he had created in the first place.

What’s their favorite color to turn into!?; White, for people associate it with purity and it is a great disguise for Saint.

I hope I’m not too late entering for this hhh. Good luck guys ;v;

[Bettalong]

(sorry about the late notif on this but I will be extending this contest to the 25th 11:59 pm CST !)

[Matreats]

*cries in sad*
rip me

[Dia.]

Please judge this competition as it has been over a month c:

[Bettalong]

sorry for the very late results
as of late I've been struggling with some very unfortunate situations in real life and i had to take a giant step back from most online activity for my mental wellbeing
it's really difficult for me to cope and the anxiety from this website does me no favors so.. yikes
anyway

Username; DoubleInfiniti
Kjaku name; Saint
Gender; Male
How did their spark plates influence their way of living?;

Whispers across the land tells a tale of a Kjaku that is so cold and ruthless that he cannot be stopped. Townspeople quake in fear as each winter approaches and they sacrifice only the best of wool, fur, and most importantly, meat. It is said that there is a Kjaku that’s corrupt; his spark plates are broken. He manipulates his chaotic energy and manifests it into only the harshest of winters. Rumors have it that he takes out his hatred and anger out for the people’s rejection of him by casting these storms. Their pleas for mercy only anger him more, for they never ask him how he is doing. They never try to include this ghastly Kjaku, they merely come to him always asking him to please spare them. The people of the land have pretty much given up hope and as each winter passes, it only gets more and more harsh.

One day, a Kjaku showed up in the midst of a blizzard. He was heavily cloaked and told the people of a way they could please this monstrous Kjaku, to give them bountiful winters and they could finally celebrate the Winter Solstice once again. This Kjaku filled the people’s hearts with hope and optimism. He had a plan to help them but to do that, they had to give him a powerful position in their society. The people who were so desperate quickly accepted him as their new ruler and were happy to have someone who promised them to get them their treasured Winter Solstice back.

He was a beautiful Kjaku. Some people would even go as far as saying that he is a god sent from the heavens above to help combat this terrible and corrupted Kjaku. He had wings that showed off his strength, but he was most known for his coat. He was the purest Kjaku that the people had ever seen. They had never met an albino Kjaku before. Not a single speck of dust could take away from his beauty. They called him The Saint. This name was quickly adopted by him and that is all that he went by.

The Saint had informed the people that he could get rid of the terrible winters by going to his alter and praying for assistance from his fellow gods, to lend him enough magic and strength to put the Kjaku to sleep for the winter. The people questioned it at first but with one great flap from his wings, they were assured that their ruler, their god would be able to put this burdened Kjaku at rest and that is exactly what The Saint did. He left to go to his private alter in the kingdom for a week. People saw sparkles seeping through the cracks of the door and they heard thunderous noises coming from that alter room. When he had come out though, the storm let up greatly. The people were astounded and cheered happily for their kingdom. People went outside and played in the snow and they celebrated their long battle that had finally ended; they won and celebrated their well-deserved victory.

While celebration was going on outside, The Saint decided to stay in his throne room alone. He looked outside at the people as he smirked to himself. He soaked in the people’s love and admiration for him, for they did not know the truth.

He was the Kjaku who possessed the broken spark plates and corrupt magic. He was responsible for all of this and he will continue his charades for eternity. Fooling people over and over again with a new disguise and a promise to solve all of their problems which he had created in the first place.

What’s their favorite color to turn into!?; White, for people associate it with purity and it is a great disguise for Saint.

I hope I’m not too late entering for this hhh. Good luck guys ;v;

winner!! i loved the personality you captured for Saint in your form based off the prompt! take good care of him
since the species is moving off-site due to me leaving this site, you are free to either keep him a kjaku or transfer and use as an oc, etc... in the case you might not be interested in owning a "dead species"/off-site species character. ^^