[bsktcase]

Have no time plus trying harder for a dif Kia so sorry Dropping out

[headphone raichu.]

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-dizzy blossoms.
name;;
-Teapot
I thought of this name after a while. I couldn't decide, acctly. I first hoped for Lin, then Linden, but I finnaly decided on Teapot. It reminds me of that song that alot of kids in my area hear when they're little - "I'm a little teapot, short and stout; here are my legs, here is my spout." I mainly thought of it because her legs are shorter then a normal Kiamara's. Her full name is Teapot, but she likes to be called Tea for short.
story;; /limit 400 words/
-And she was playing dodgeball...
"Duck!" a kiamara yelled as he squished himself to the floor. The ball zipped over his head, and then past Teapot. "Eeep!"
The gym erupted into chaos as more dodgeballs were fired. Teapot ran down the length of the gym, the balls flying over her head with inches to spare. Cool! I don't have to be tall here! she thought. The coach whistled a few students who were trying to hit the kiamaras on the bench. Another ball flew over her and smacked another kiamara on her side. They were losing! Teapot crouched down, bitting her lip. A dodgeball rolled in front of her, and Teapot did what she never did before; hit a dodgeball.
The little red ball flew and whomped the lead kiamara in his tail. "Hey!" the coach whistled him out. Teapot smiled-- on her first shot, too. She picked up another dodgeball and galloped across the gym. She knew that that was probally just luck, but wanted to try again. She flung her head, releasing the ball, and it rolled under the kiamaras legs. Oh well. Teapot noticed her team was backing away from the dividing line, and the other one was advancing. There were plenty of balls on her teams side, but too close to the line for the kiamaras to grab. Hmmm...
Teapot broke ranks. and balls flew over her head. "Hit her! Hit her!" the new team leader of the other team barked. "She's too short! I can't aim lower!" his second in command retorted. Teapot zipped back and forth, returning balls to her team as they launched the others. Suddenly, there was no one on the other side of the gym. The coach let out one long whistle blow, and Teapot jumped for joy, and her team followed. She'd won!

-And that was the best day at school I've ever had-- besides... naw, that's it. c:
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1st
Tea Time
-At the clouds
extra;;
-Hiku
Let the insults come
Let them try to bring me down
But I won't stop now

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Art by me, Cropped Kiamra #150 by me

[Steffi.]

My dream kiamara has been discovered. <3



SHORTIE

SHORTIE



Steffi.Labbeagle



Tayce

tayce;; female name of French origin, meaning 'silence'

CRY BABY

CRY BABY



Teasing is hard to ignore.

I can tell you this first hand. Teasing is nothing new in my life. It’s something I deal with every day. Maybe more, assuming there is something more often than every day.

Shortie. That is the most common one. I didn’t mind it so much at first. I thought it was a joke, just playfulness. After it went on for a long time, though, I quickly discovered that it was not just friendly teasing. They were trying to hurt me. And after a while, it started to.

Cry baby came next. That one was a double hit for me. After the teasing started, I did cry. But they were also referring to my shortness, how other kiamaras were getting more adult like, I still looked like, well, a baby.

Loser. I still don’t know when I progressed from shortie to loser. But that was the moment I gave up on others. If other kiamaras didn’t want me, I didn’t want them. I stopped hanging around them, anyone at all really. I had given up on the idea of friendship.

I don’t know how long it had been since I spoke to anyone when I met him. It seemed like forever. I was just walking alone, as per usual, when I felt someone watching me. No matter where I looked, I could not see anyone or anything other than the nature around me. But finally, I saw him.

Black eyes, brown fur. I wasn’t sure how I felt about him at first. He just sat and stared at me. I stared back.

“What do you want?” I asked, my voice cracking from disuse.

“…”

“You’re not going to tease me, are you?” I asked, confused with his answer.

“…”

“I… what? Why?” He wanted to be my friend? Nobody wanted to be my friend.

“…”

“That… is probably the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.” I couldn’t believe it. He wanted to be my friend. Someone wanted to be my friend.

“…”

“Okay! We can go to my house to talk. What your name? Mine is Tayce.” Someone wanted to be my friend, to know me. Someone wanted me.

“…”

“That is a lovely name, Mr. Bear.”

Crazy. That one appeared shortly after meeting him. But I don’t mind.

If having a friend, alive or not, makes me crazy, I’ll be crazy.

LOSER

LOSER



My scanner ate it. D:



-Removed for personal reasons-

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s o m e d a y , I ' l l b e l i v i n g i n a b i g o l ' c i t y , a n d a l l y o u ' r e e v e r g o n n a b e i s m e a n

"Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken."
-Oscar Wilde

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-daisy-
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Noel "Polar" Arabella





Story;;
Characters;; Kaitamosko, Reina, Camilo, Adera

Polar is walking down the street, when she spots her friends Kaitamosko and Camilo at a field. She walks over to them, and starts to play with them, or at least attempt to.
"Hmph. I can't run because if my legs! Sometimes I wish I was normal."
Polar sighs and tries to catch up with her friends, when she spots Adera.
"Oh! Umm.. Adera.. I-I-I didn't expect to see you here.."
Adera snorts and walks away.
"I should leave, no one wants me in the works, not even my friends."
Reina is running down the street, and waves a paw at Polar.
"Hi Reina!" Shouts Polar.
Polar hears screaming in the background, and tries to find out what is happening.
"Oh my goodness!!!" "It's a baby! And he's lost!"
all the other Kias try to get him, but he is too busy running from cars.
"I've got him! I'm short enough to reach him!"
Polar grabs the baby in her paws, and takes him to the mother.
"Thank you! You saved him!"
i guess there are perks to being small.



Art;;

By little.apple~
By Shadowflight13
by the amazing, ~Drizzle~
by sandstormrox
by .Blue.
Pixel art by nanchicken



Interview with Polar;;
I talk in black. Polar talks in blue

Okay, we're just going to answer some simple questions. That alright?
ummm... Okay..
It's okay. If you don't have an answer or don't want to share, just don't!
That's fine.
Okay, first question: What is your name?
But you already know that...?
I know. This is for people you don't know you.
Okay. M-m-my name is Polar.
Full name please
m-m-my full name is Noel Arabella, but I prefer to be called Polar, please?
Don't be shy! You have a pretty name!
You really think so?
Nope, I know so. Next question: is you could describe yourself in one word, what would it be?
Shy. I don't have any friends, and everyone called me elf girl
TMI
-whimpers-
Oh baby, gimme a hug? Where were you born?
I was born in Greenland....
Nice! How old are you?
I-I-I'm four years old.
What is your favorite activity?
I usually just cuddle up with my favorite book...
That sounds fun! Do you have a crush?
Well... I find Giovanni a bit appealing, but I don't know anything about him...
You go my brave girl! What is your favorite food/drink?
I guess I could be ravioli, maybe. And I usually prefer milk to drink...
Yum! Final question: what is your favorite animal?
Polar bear. I like how fully they are, I guess...
Okay! Nice job!
Ummmm, how many people are reading this?
Only about two or three. Don't worry baby. -kisses head-

Any critique is welcome!

[∅blivi∅n]

<ＢＯＬＤ>

Lithia may not seem like
the type to be outgoing,
but she really does try.
Though, more often than
not, her plans backfire,
she is still, for a time,
willing to take the risks
and push the limits of what
is expected.

<ＳＥＮＳＩＴＩＶＥ>

Lithia may be outgoing,
but the reason her plans
go wrong so often, is that
she is incredibly sensitive.
Even the littlest insults,
especially those relating to
her size, will reduce her to
tears. At this point she gets
very overdramatic and becomes
even more sensitive, if that is
possible.

<ＳＴＲＯＮＧ>

Having been through
this never-ending cycle of
trying to be outgoing but
ending up spiraling into
depression, Lithia has
hardened so that, though
the impact may be hard,
she no longer cries. She
feels that she can no longer
shed tears because she has
used up all the tears a creature
is allowed to cry. In times of
great tragedy, however,
she has learned to force herself
to cry so as not to seem
insensitive.

<ＣＡＲＩＮＧ>

Aside from mental
protection, the knowledge
she gained from the cycle
that is instability is that
living beings have emotions.
These emotions can tear
then to shreds if the can,
so Lithia, despite her own
feelings, does her best to
care for others under the
emotional duress that she
has suffered.

<ＷＩＳＥ>

As previously mentioned,
Lithia has gained knowledge
from her past expiriences,
but not only that. Being
mistreated due to her small
stature has given her plenty
of time to herself where she
can study. Having said that,
she is very well learned but
not very social and can tell
you about anything she has
read about, but it will be in
a rather blunt manner.

<ＩＮＴＲＯＶＥＲＴＥＤ>

To put it simply,
Lithia doesn't trust much of
anyone. She spends her time
locked in her own mind, the
past, or music. She even writes
her own music, but because she
trusts almost no one, she will
not let anyone hear it.

<"Hey, Hawthorne..." a voice said from behind me. I thought I was walking alone and it was late but I still needed to escape. I would be tested soon and I was determined to pass. "Yeah? What's up?" I asked turning to face the speaker. I cannot remeber who it was anymore but their words would never leave my mind. "About the whole no one picks you thing, we have all decided it is ti-" I cut them off "What, you mean the truth about how no one picks me for anything because I'm small? I've known the whole time." I laughed sadly. It was the laugh of someone coming to terms with their own demise. "I suppose I'm too weak to admit it. Or perhaps I think that maybe if I can prove myself despite my size that I can finally be great. Either way, my size does not matter to me." I forget exactly what I said next. It was was probably something rage-fuled because I remember that I was leaving. I remeber having thrown something at them then leaving. I have never had temper, but at that point in time, it seemed better to use my supposed fury to cover up my sorrow.

A few years passed and I was among unfamiliar faces. I was finally able to become a part of a welcoming society. I was finally among the non-judgemental. Then it happened. I would hear it as I walked through the woods. Murmurs and pieces of hushed conversations of those near-by. There was suspicion that I was here because I had excellent aptitude. A child brought up to this level for my intelligence. At least once a week, someone would have the courage to ask me, "Hey, Lithia, I was wondering... Are you some kind of prodigy?" I pretended to be puzzled, "Nope. I'm just like everyone else!"

In all honesty, it wasn't the words they said that tore me apart, it was the look in their eyes. Their gazes said, "The poor girl. I hope she is just late growing up." but I just smiled and acted like it did not bother me. I would return to my home, turn up the volume on my music, and I would cry. No one could hear my tears and my screams. This lasted for about a year until she was suddenly unable to cry. Not a tear could be shed. "But I still feel the pain.">

By MintCat
By me.
<more could be added>


<I, ∅blivi∅n, do solemnly swear that, in the case that the care and keeping of this kiamara is passed to me, that I will love her and care for as long as I am able. If, at any point, I can no longer care for Lithia Rose Hawthorne, Apple has full rights to remove her from my care and send her to a better home. So it is with confidence th that I submit this application in the hopes that she will be placed into my care where I will treat her with the care she deserves.>

[Swurk]

username;;
Swirl ~ Chan
name;;
Kyr
(Pronounced Keer)
story;;
"Come on why don't you stand up, shorty?" Adera sneered.
"Just leave me alone." Kyr said her voice wavering, she knew she'd start crying soon. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her thigh.
"And look, she doesn't even have her feathers!" Aylaya called before laughing along with Eva and Adera.
"Please stop!" Kyr cried as Eva picked up another pebble to hurl at her, Kyr couldn't take it anymore, tears began to fall, standing up on shaking legs she ignored their mocking laughter as she took off into the forest to hide. Kyr, who was sick of being teased, turned as tears streamed down her face and she ran until her small legs could carry her no more. Collapsing on the soft ground, her sides heaving and shuddering with every single breath. Kyr's head snapped around as she heard something in the branches above her, "I told you to leave me alone!" Kyr cried; to her surprise a medium sized bird hopped down from the branches that had hid it before. The bird had long, brilliant green feathers, "Why are you crying little kia?"
Kyr sniffed and looked at him through blurry eyes "Everyone makes fun of me, some of them even throw rocks at me for having short legs!" She blurt out feeling one burden lift off her shoulders, "Who are you anyway?" She asked more curiously.
"I'm Barthalamos." He responded "And if they're making fun of you for that, than they obviously have a bigger flaw than you, maybe they're trying to prove their dominance over you or just make you feel lower than them so you'd be easier to control." Barthalamos answered.
"But they've called me names, physically hurt me!" Kyr exclaimed "And they always make comments about me not having my feathers or when I get my feathers they'll be lame or something 'Lame feathers for a lame kia.' I think thats what they always say, sometimes they won't even look at me, they act like I just murdered someone!" She cried out
"Well you'll just have to prove them wrong now won't you?" Barthalamos twisted his neck and plucked two feathers from his back and one from his chest, the softer area. "Keep these feathers safe and prove them wrong, show them your feathers are as beautiful as your heart and let it remind you of my wisdom that has comforted you."

{{400 words exactly}}

art;;
By Sorrel~Shinigami
By me
By me
By Me

Personality;;
Kyr is a shy kia who doesn't like jokes, she takes them too literally, and if she finds she's done something wrong or offensive she apologizes profusely. She knows what it feels like to be teased or feel bad and Kyr would never wish that on anyone. Kyr is also incredibly sensitive and if she's teased she'll mostly likely start to cry. Despite her being shy, if she sees someone else being picked on she will step up, even if it means the bullies turn on her. "No one should ever feel the pain I experience." Kyr always says that, she's also got a soft spot for those who need advice, Kyr is always open to those who need it, making her seem very motherly.
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[Dragon Fox]

Nevermind.. Im not gonna stay in..

[.|| KenzieBoo5 ||.]

As hard as it is to say this...
I have to drop out. The deadline is tomorrow and I just have no time to finish my application. I truly felt like this Kia was the special little Kia to call my first, but the lack of time and having a very hectic few weeks with my real life, I just can't finish. There is some swift competition for this darling Kia and I pray she goes to a great home with lots of love.

My best and deepest wishes to Apple for judging, along with Kiamara 150's new owner. <3333

[.sea]

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