[waterglow]

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KRAKEN KAL KRAKEN KAL
BIG WIP AA

[metanoia.]

Username: metanoia.
Kalon name: primrose capricorn
Prompt: lied to her mom about her true identity

[ethium]

Username: ethium
Kalon name: Killian
Prompt:
The roar of the churning tide filled his ears, However his expression plummeted as he noticed rain-fogged clouds up ahead. They encroached on his once clear skies like a sea bird might flock to a feeding whale. He scowled, and let his voice bellow with the slowly rising wind.

"Look alive fellows! Storm clouds ahead."

Rain, though unpleasant, was a common occurrence. Killian noticed his young son dash out from the cabin. Arms outstretched the boy reached for the rain like one might a snowflake. He scowled, "Dorian! Get back inside lad its going to pour!" Dorian turned to look at him, his face scrunched with disappointment.

"Fine you young vagabond come on up here, you might as well learn something." He watched as Dorian struggled against the wind, but scrambled towards his father with great exclamation. He clutched Killian's coat once he reached him and reached for the steering wheel with the other. "Na-uh," killian exclaimed, "Watch, don't touch. When the sky is blue i'll let you steer." Dorian said nothing, but rather put one of his paws in his mouth. Killian continued to steer in silence, his gaze catching a soft glimpse of pale fins up ahead. His eyes narrowed. The winds picked up once again, and the rain berated his pelt. He felt Dorian snuggle into his coat. Dorian shuddered underneath Killian's coat, but the old captain said nothing in response. His attention was focused on the flashes of white that had spread from the east slowly towards the west, and back again, as if something were swimming.

The wind whistled and then broke into a low moan, killian's eyes widened but he hid his surprise. His crew shifted and he noticed several of them peeking in the direction of the noise with wide eyes.

"Don't be cowards boys its just a noise." he shouted to his crew, who looked at him with both unease and disbelief. He chose to ignore it, but a haunting whisper echoed across the boat. It was mesmerizing at first, until his attention turned to his son, who was clutching his coat so tight he thought Dorian might rip it straight off. The thought was terrifying, the thought sickened him. His crew seemed caught under a trance, but Dorian seemed unaware of what was going on. Terrified? Sure, but uncertain as to why.

A lump built in his throat, as he realized what was happening. Those fins earlier. The haunting tune.. the mesmerized look of his crew as they dazedly stared at the churning ocean. sirens. they were under the attack of sirens.

he felt Dorian again, this time his voice broke the trance, "Hey boyo, can you do me a favor? head back into the cabin.." he watched as Dorian hesitated but nodded and shuddered as he left the protection of Killian's coat.
"Daddy? Do you promise i can steer when its blue out?"
Killian nodded, swallowing his guilt and anxiety.

"Course lad. I promise." "Now go inside for me okay?"
[500 words ]

[aeth]

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[elliott.]

username: squeeze
kalon name: blaise.
prompt: res. with locking her "brother" in the bad side of the underworld

[₊˚ʚ꒷ ₊˚Mallow₊˚ ‧₊]

Username: Jolly Rabbit
Kalon name: Pomlioka
Prompt: "Zoom zoom zoom!, One small step for kalon kind!" as I took my first step towards the last piece of marshmallow lioka I hear steps as loud as an elephants roar as the creaky shallow vibrations flowed between the ground, I reached my tiny kalon paws out for the delicious looking dessert but as I nearly grab it, a tall as kalon that seems like a giant with long glowy hair and dark red eyes takes one of my paws and asks "What were you doing in the kitchen at night?", I reply with a steady but easy lie that went like this "I.. Aaahh wanted to see the moon haha". She let me off not knowing that I just lied to her, I hopped away to my bed to eat the marshmallow lioka that I hid in my hands, "yay! My plan worked! the crowd goes wild wow, woahh.

[Soll]

Username: Soll
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wip

[c a b b a g e]

Be still my beating heart omg

Username: p i n e a p p l e
Kalon name: Marowan
Prompt: wip

[【Ｗｉｌｄｆｉｒｅ】]

Mark ?

[pychlie]

Username: EQUIVALENCE
Kalon name: Prince Edison Gaultier | Oak
prompt:

It was the night his father died. The night the king would die. And the night Prince Edison would take the throne.
In just a few hours the king would pass away. He did not have much longer in this world. Edison was set to visit his father before his death. On his walk to the king’s chamber he pondered his relationship with his father. He was always busy. Never had enough time to spend with his son. He gave him countless gifts but never the gift of his own time. The young prince knew his father better as The King than his dad. No matter how many times the prince tried to get the king to just spend a few minutes with him he never did. This caused the prince to grow colder towards the king, unknown to the king himself.
Edison comes to the end of the hall in front of the King’s chambers. One of the nurses let him into the room. There the king lay. Bedridden. He was sickly looking and looking as if he was already dead. He opened his eyes as Edison entered the room. He beckoned his son to his side. He spoke to him in barely a whisper, “my dear son, I am afraid I do not have much longer in this realm.”
“I know, we have already informed the kingdom of your state.”
“I wish I could have done more for the kingdom and the people, there is still so much at stake,” The king went into a coughing fit and the nurses were immediately at his side. One of the nurses prompted Edison to leave the room. The king raised his hand to stop her.
“My son please, promise me this one thing, you will take care of the kingdom.”
Edison stares into the king’s eyes, seeing the pain and despair in them. And yet he saw no love. Even at the end of his life he still had no time for his son.
“I promise”
———
The king died that night. The kingdom wept for him. No one worked. No one laughed. And not a single child played that day. When the time came for the crowning of the new king. The young Prince Edison was missing from his chambers. The windows wide open. A rope leading down the side of the palace walls. And a fading path of footprints leading into the woods.

The kingdom was left without a king.