[ArcticWaterDrake]

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username + id: ArcticWaterDrake + 927752
kalon name: Erin
what team?:

Erin blinked sleep-crusted green eyes at the glowing monitor
in front of him. One lethargic paw moved computer mouse from
side to side in a hesitant dance.

“Which of these is real?” blinding white text decried. Below it,
three labeled icons—Nessie, aliens, and Bigfoot.

He let out an unconscious whiffle of frustration. He had just
wanted to play Splatoon. Had just wanted to unwind after finally
submitting that essay due the next morning before class. Was this
an ad? His snout scrunched. The clock ticked another minute.
3:46a.m.

His gaze drifted to his own purple paw, and the curious mark on
his shoulder he’d been born with came to mind. He’d always
wanted to meet an alien.

Mind made up, his paw on the mouse jerked to the side to hover
over the alien option. But, just as one fuzzy finger fell upon the
button to click…

A loud crash was heard from outside. Startled, Erin’s paw slipped.
Nervously, he peered out the window and saw nothing. His head
whipped back to the screen, only to find that in his shock he had
accidentally selected…

Bigfoot! No, no, no! This couldn’t be happening. Everyone knew
bigfoot wasn’t real!

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[zoocyte]

username + id: zoocyte + 344863
kalon name: ixex
what team?: (bigfoot)

the ruins of the mansion smelled of mold and dust. the violet figure crept over creaking floorboards and glass shards, past the sunroom and the kitchen until she came across the library. the ceiling was far above her head, the remnants of a fallen chandelier occupied a broken table, and along the walls around her were bookcases lined with faded spines. first she ran her hand along them, tracing scripts that had been lost to time and memory. then her attention turned to the centerpiece of the room, dominating the space.

it was a large painting. the scene was a garden with plants colored strangely - an unnatural green, instead of the blues of home. what captivated her most were the subjects. lined up in side view was an ascent of simians, each developing from quadruped to a more upright stance. their pelts thinned with each generation, leading to the second-to-the-last which was bare-skinned, save for a head of hair. the final stage of the progression was the tallest: a thick-furred biped with large, grasping hands and feet. she felt herself a witness of something only hers to see.

in the breath of one sigh, she whispered, "they were here."

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[Ucanthandleme]

username + id: Ucanthandleme + 809102
kalon name: Rune
what team?:
There they lay. Bright colors patched their skin from a static screen, the hum of the monitor and slight click from a mouse echoed in the room. Perhaps in another light one would find the individual mysterious, fascinating even. A serious expression filled with questioning danced in glowing eyes. However, all thoughts of an edgy individual were skewed the minute you looked at the bigger picture. Stained sweatpants, panda socks, a beaten up swivel chair, a mug with its contents long gone and the scattering of crumbs over a desk. All of this accumulated into one harmonious picture that could only be described as a person who probably hasn't slept in a week. A screech and a furious swish of a mouse disturbed the calm atmosphere. Mumbles from the one in front of the computer got louder but more abstract as they hyper fixated on the images on the computer. What to choose? A moodboard lay bare in front of their eyes and the choice was made. Of course. They clicked on the purple alien figure with gusto. They swished their hair to the side… naturally, they had to choose the one that best matched their aesthetic. Alien perfection.

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[grass✴knight]

username + id:
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what team?:

mark

[Fernathy]

oh ABSOLUTELY mark

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[PastelDog]

username + id: Cherrylicious 995926
kalon name: Alienated
what team?: Aliens are my family for we can't phone home but we are the party animals that rock out to music

[CO1LD]

username + id: CO1LD 699164
kalon name: Nab
what team?: ALIENS
" Peeps thinking about space just trips me out man cuz like..🤔 they say we are either alone in the universe or we are not.. both equally terrifying- bUT I've always thinked the correct answer would be were arent. mhm. ALIENS.😌 they're out there. I mean, imagination is only made up of thoughts we've gotten before so like? How did Star Wars or any other 'alien supposed sci-fi' movie come to happen without knowledge about outer worlds or beings? Cant just make this stuff up dude. Somethings gotta be in the vast beyond and its up to me, a true believer, to try being FIRST to welcome any extraterrestrial form 😎. "

[fūi]

username + id: disease & 756238
kalon name: 01 hyphen 4
what team?: aliens
A tall and lean man leans on the frame of a very, very broken door. Green eyes narrow at you, and as the smoke clears you see his deep purple features reveal themselves. A toothy grin flashes, and as he crosses his arms over his broad chest, the stranger tilts his head in confusion as you yell "Alien". He steps forward, a laser blast dangling from his gear belt. Almost a threat....almost.

I wouldn't consider us aliens - maybe you're the alien here. Whatever you want to call me, My name is 01-4 but i suppose you can just call me ...hyphen? strange word but fitting for a strange man like myself. i've come to your planet for one reason and one reason alone , to take back our planets princess and crown her as reigning monarch. it seems like the king and queen have passed and so have the other 4 children in line...oh well, even if we don't get her back, there are more offspring. But i'm already here so - hand her over. Or else.

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[dragoness129]

username + id: dragoness129 + 3218
kalon name: Sygma
what team?: Nessie

Sygma's home is actually located in Lock Ness itself. Nessie is her best friend! It would be really rude of Sygma to saw her friend wasn't real or didn't exist. If you are wondering how Sygma is able to breathe underwater, it is because she is an alien species herself that can breathe a few things - water, air, nitrogen to name a few.

[persimmon]

username + id: persimmon + 394121
kalon name: Eyre
what team?: [Nessie]

Many tell Eyre, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.” However, Eyre argues that insanity is not repeating an experiment often enough to yield conclusive results. That’s why Eyre always insists on waiting by the lakes from 2 to 3 AM at least two nights a week to spot Nessie - to reunite with the monster again.

As a kit, Eyre had wandered to a nearby lake around 2 AM when their family first moved. Feeling in awe with the moon’s glow over the expanse of water, Eyre had ventured far into the lake. Floating for so long, Eyre eventually found themself sinking. When they thought they would never see the moon again, Eyre felt the back of a huge creature before they woke up to the sun…

No matter what anyone said, Eyre knew they would prove Nessie’s existence - Eyre said they were just exploring the lakes the wrong nights. After all, Eyre often overheard other kalons whispering about the creature wandering the lakes around 2 AM - it would be impossible for Eyre and that creature to not meet up at some night if Eyre waited by the lake enough times. [197 words]