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"I didn't know who or where I was, but only one word
slipped my lips on that day many years ago. Venus."

username~

Greetings! I am clarinet, a user on Chicken Smoothie; just like you. c: There's not much to me or my username. But I guess it's safe to assume that I am associated with the instrument, clarinet. I play a clarinet in my school band, thus the username.

name~

The name I have chosen for this Kiamara is Venus. Why so? It was the second thing that popped
in my head. It rolled off the tongue easily, as well as matches this cosmic girl's perfection.

the story~

[ past ]
Darkness. It was everywhere. It haunted me. I felt so insecure. It was hard for my eyes to see the shady outlines of shapes. As I surrendered to the mysterious color, pink engulfed my being.
A high-pitched screech seemed to form from my mouth, something I never considered using. I was surprised. I was delighted. There was light. Bright strands of magenta and salmon
flowed from an unknown source. I was intrigued to find the source of this magic that pricked at my curiosity so. It rooted from my scalp. It occurred to me it was my hair. Those neon pink tresses were mine. And for the first time,
I felt joy overwhelm me.
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"Venus." the name slipped from my mouth abruptly, interrupting my long-lasting train of thought. Little did I know that it was my name.
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"Are you .. a goddess?" I stared at their mystified eyes, full of wonder and curiosity. This was typical. I would then feel disappointment in my eyes. I wouldn't answer, just flew away, onto a tree or a roof, just until the anxiety disappeared. One day, I strolled to a village of stone and dirt, expecting and prepared for those looks of surprise. My pink hair flowed beautifully against the wind, defying the will to whisk itself towards the breeze. I hated it. My wings too. They both brought me that trouble of attention, which I so desperately avoided t every turn of life- even though I couldn't. As I made it to the area, I found no curious stares, no surprised gasps, no.. no anxiety. They.. they, welcomed me. "We have heard of you, Venus." They knew my name. Nobody considered the sighing Kiamara's name. And they intended to help me with everything. Everything.
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My best friend in that village was a beautiful Kiamara. A pelt of brown, smothered by navy patterns and a set of bright blue eyes that made everyone smiled. She kept her name to herself, so I just called her Navy, for her unique color scheme. We were the best of friends. She had a baby soon enough, oh, but you're probably wondering about my love life, yes? I did have many takers, but I wasn't ready enough. I had a feeling I would never be ready to take the paw of a mate, and then lose them to time.
A tuft of hair rested on the thin-haired pup, whose eyes, hopefully, would bare the same magnificent coloring of that of his mother, who died at his birth, sadly. His father, devastated, asked me, hesitantly, to name the gifted boy, who giggled and pulled at the strands of my hair. "Alduin." that was my answer. He was bewildered, expecting a more generic name. "Are you sure?" I nodded, surprised. "She would have approved of my choice." I answered. He only stared at the loose curl came upon the child's small head, and I gingerly swept it away.
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I laid on my stomach, eyes seeking the shape of the young Alduin. I couldn't help but notice how much he's grown so far, how his features were becoming more.. pleasing to look at. The Kiamara only grew smarter as the years passed. His mother would have been proud of her little boy, who always wondered if she watched him from above. I could remember his exact words, soft and uncertain, just like any normal pup. "Auntie Venus, is Mama really up there?" My eyes were closed shut, picturing that night, where we stared at the stars, and my- "Venus!" Alduin's normally gentle monotone recalled me to the present world, where I search the area for any disaster or begged my attention. Nothing. "What is it, Alduin?" I was certain my voice held a note of impatience to it, but the teenage Kiamara just waved it off, unlike other creatures like him, and continued talking. "Do you happen to know you're immortal?" Emphasis on the word immortal, as always. I sighed. "I don't, but I know I am." my answer was frigid like ice, an attempt of mine to keep bitterness out of my tone. I heard him mutter something about that being the usual answer. I felt a smirk, hiding it quickly before he noticed any sign of it. "I think I found evidence of why you're so special." he began pacing, an obvious signal of a long explanation. "You see, you said that you suddenly became alive. In a dark forest, cast away in the darkness of nighttime, in the middle of nowhere. I visited that site a few days, where a crater was. I suppose that was from your landing, correct?" I nodded my agreement. "But from where, exactly? From the sun, from the moon, from where?" his voice had gradually become a scream, at that time, he picked a flower, absentmindedly as he always did, cuffing it around his ear. "I have concluded you have come from space. Your transportation to here, unknown. That is all." And that was when he walked away, a few hours before the explosion.
Fire tainted the air with its foul smoke, making it difficult to see without aid as well as impossible to not cough. "Alduin!" my voice croaked for the hundredth time. A tail brushed against my body, and I turned to look, accustomed to do so. "Venus, we should go. The boy, wherever he be, is not here anymore. We must leave or we will go with him." Alduin's father spoke such profound words, I wrinkled my nose in disgust. "How could you say such a thing?! Alduin is alive! I can feel it!" I rushed off, leaving him screaming for me to come back, before what I assumed, he was carried off by his friends. I kept running before I collapsed.

[ present ]
These days, I walk around aimlessly, directing myself through towns, villages, and cities for food; other days, I wonder if Alduin is still out there, not with his mother in the sky. But then I tell myself, that's profound because he was just a regular Kiamara with a normal lifespan, but a mind filled to the brim with intelligence. But what if he found some way to stay alive after one hundred years, after so long? And as I write this, I still wonder. I still keep that question I always hated, Why are you immortal?, and a new question, Who are you?. I have yet to find an answer, but I hope I do before the light in my neon hair goes out.

[ future ]
"I hope to find Alduin, if he lives, or some information about him one day."
In the future, Venus will find Alduin, hopefully recreating that sibling-like bond that explosion of fire destroyed many years ago. She will tell him everything she has learned, which includes, writing, history, geography, and science. She would give him a gift, a flower forged in gold so he could wear it everyday. Venus would stick to his side like honey to a bee, in case some explosion- but rest your case, Venus knows exactly how to prevent such an error- comes along again. Alduin is the only one she loves and cares about, as well as the only one on Earth who truly understands her and her ways.

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[DecafBunny]

Username;;
Juliet. but please call me Jules
Name;;
Gemma
Gemma is a common name for the binary star Alpha Coronae Borealis, the brightest in the constellation Corona Borealis (“The Northern Crown”). In Greek mythology, Corona Borealis represents a crown worn by Ariadne when she married the wine god Dionysus; Gemma is Latin for “jewel”, so it’s “the jewel in the crown”. Australian Aborigines called this constellation The Boomerang, because of its shape (being in the southern hemisphere, we see the constellation upside-down). Gemma is a popular name in Australia, and the star association helps give it another layer of meaning, while also showing that you don’t need to have a strange or rare name to be named after a star. The constellation is best viewed in winter from Australia, and its difficult to see without practice.
Story about her Past, Present, and Future;;
I was born from a small piece of the universe, a bit of dust, ice, rock and gas. It wasn't on purpose, just an accident. I would feel the stars, each of their deaths I felt. Each of their sadness and when new stars were born, their happiness and the new born stars curiosity. How did my spirit get there? I came through from the Aurora Borealis, the Northern Lights well, my spirit did at least. I roamed the earth for years, looking for that one perfect couple to give birth to my soul and give me a physical form, so I would be born their child. I met many but none with enough love for a child as different as I would be. I always knew I was and am different, odd and weird, but if it helps my destiny I'm not gonna complain. It's not like I want to change myself and i won't. I am me for a reason... right?
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Her Hair Reminds me of The galaxy Messier 81.

[Tatzel]

rgtfhkuyefvnkufsgum
That...is all.

[snowing]

Dropped out uwu

[TrueBluuue]

Wow! She's so beautiful. <3 Reseving for form.

username;;
TrueBluuue
name;;
Amara {{Meaning: Eternal Beauty}}
story about her past, present, and future;;
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[Nixie.]

Nixie.

Astrya

W.i.p.

W.i.p

[sodafarts]

Holy poop o3o

[Zeee]

HOLAI CHEESUS /DIES A MILLION TIMES

*sees Apple's post about 200th Kia*

Well, I woke up to see if the 200th Kia was posted yet, and then I saw Apple's post. I said OH LORD JESUS IT'S THE 200TH KIA!! Then I clicked the link, I didn't look at any other tabs or nothing jesus, I clicked for my life! And then the beautiful Kia got me.
I'm a sucker for these kinds of designs -

[ElementStar]

...
I cannot resist the beauty ;u;
Reserve <3
I think I am starting to like the whole no relationships aspect, the guys are going to be heartbroken x3

I claim the name Galaxy! Do not steal ;n;

Username;;
ElementStar

Name;;
Galaxy

story about her past, present, and future;;
Wip

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Wip!

[Puffcorn]

DROPPING OUT

Scottish Meaning: The name Caroline is a Scottish name. In Scottish the meaning of the name Caroline is Joy, Song of happiness.

Italian Meaning:
The name Caroline is an Italian name. In Italian the meaning of the name Caroline is: Strong. An Italian feminine form of Charles. Famous bearer: 18th century Caroline of Ansbach was the German wife of English King George II. Lady Caroline Lamb had a famous with poet Lord Byron.

A Soul Urge with this name: Kiamara's with this name, have a deep inner desire to create and express themselves, often in public speaking, acting, writing or singing. They also yearn to have beauty around them in their home and work environment.

Expressions with this name
People with this name are excited by change, adventure, and excitement. They are dynamic, visionary and versatile, able to make constructive use of freedom. They fight being restricted by rules and conventions. They tend to be optomistic, energetic, intelligent, and to make friends easily. They may be changeable, restless, untidy, and rebellious.



(^galaxy caroline by SpartanAmethyst)
username;; puffcorn

name;; Caroline


story about her past, present, and future;;

My past? Very mystical I'd say, hard to believe but the truth is what you need.
Long ago, more to be years ago, I always played the same thought in my head, 'Why am I like this? The only kiamara ever to be with wings? with such hair?' It did not upset me at all, I actually find myself quite unique of that, I just wonder.
So, so on so forth, I walked around the crystal cove, watch the sunset paint the sky, splattering the purple clouds, and smudging the orange and red sky, a couple was gazing into eachother's eyes for such a moment, oh that moment, I thought, 'how sweet' but at the time, my hair started flowing, my wings started fluttering, my eyes started glowing, I felt this rush of joy I have never experienced before, I looked up as I settled down, and realized, I am no regular kiamara.
Since then I always wrote down who ever was in love and what was my reaction, all the months of seeking, until I found that golden key to my curiosity, I just needed to find the chest,(metaphor). Suddenly, I slowly start seeing the beauty in things, and spread the same rush of joy I felt, and share it with others, I shant not judge, instead I love, and show compassion to everyone I around me, no matter what

My life today is quite something wonderful, in the mornings I flutter to the garden and gaze at the roses bloom, my eyes glitter at such a sight to smile for. Ever since that day in my very past, I have never felt sad, and never more happier. But when someone else is sad, I would not give a care of who they are, I would go and give them a hand, aside from the subject, don't even ask how many friends I have *laughs*. Well thats my statues, going on with a wonderful story to tell...
One day, maybe even one day ago, I woke up in the morning, stretching and yawning as usual, ordering my house maid to bring my tea, but I never say it mean, I just tease around, you know?
So as I was sipping my tea, and curling up in my white velvet blanket, i stared out the window to see the beautiful spring, two birds flitted by my window, the flowers started their early bloom. It was a very ordinary day, or at least thats what I thought...
I floated downstairs, and out the door to greet the daisies, and then made my way to the garden, then so from there I kneeled down to watch the caterpillars swoop the soil, but then, they were looking at me, for quite a long time I'd say, and then the birds were looking at me, then the snails, and the salamanders, and the squirrels! suddenly, a glowing firefly-like, thing, popped out of a sunflower and was swirling around me, I'd say I was shocked out of my fur, but also amazed and curious in and out. It soon busted into my fur somehow and I started seeing everything get big around me, the house started getting bigger, the trees, the plants, the animals! then I looked down at myself, it was me who got smaller. I looked around me, I was probobly the size of one of the large toads, suddenly, a bird hopped in front of me, "Well hello there Caroline! your a bit...ehm...smaller than usual I'd say"
I shrieked, a talking bird...a...talking...BIRD, I tried to reply without trembling, "O-oh I don't, exactly know, how this happened, but, uhm, hello to you as well" I dipped my head respectfully, the bird chuckled, "Oh no need for politeness! your the queen of this garden, it is I, who must bow to you" the bird bowed, one wing spreading out, the other wing curved across its crest, and its head dipped. A few other critters hopped about, they too, bowed, I stumbled along the trance of roots and grass, my back yard garden, was a wonderland! I'm not sure of why such a thing happened, I was probobly dreaming, oh yes, I should have been, maybe a whacky crazy dream, but I didn't want to snap out of it just yet. I flew higher than I ever had with a little help of the birds, I got to play cards with a squirrel, and help untangle a bunny rabbit's tail fluff! I have no idea how that happened but I ended up doing so anyway. I tickled the salamanders, and poked the snails, watched the butterflies like they were a kite the size of a house, as their beautiful orange wings dodged along with the patterns. I literally felt my eyes sparkle at the sight, actually, all the sights, I realized this entire time I didn't blink, so then I thought my eyes would get too dry so, I blinked, and without a thought, I was back to the same size, but standing in the same place, the bird was still there, along with the other creatures, everything was the same but,
It wasn't a dream




My future you say?
One night, I'd be sitting on the patio, gazing apon the stars, as they gaze back down at me, and If you can listen closely, you would hear there twinkling, the edges of there sharp blades of light would flash again and again, but somehow, calmly.
I would walk onto the lush grass and roll around in it, then stop to watch the fireflys across the hill. I would prounce above, fluttering my wings to hover, and look back down at the grassy hill, then, I would look up, to see the moon, the night light of the blackened sky. I would (WIP x3)

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much more to come
(In my opinion i can draw much better than this, but as said in my sig, banned from my laptop--thanks alot to my mom-- and surviving on a mouse ;n; *cries*)







What caroline thinks love is:

love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from pleasure ("I loved that meal") to interpersonal attraction ("I love my partner"). It can refer to an emotion of a strong affection and personal attachment. It can also be a virtue representing kiamara kindness, compassion, and affection—"the unselfish loyal and benevolent concern for the good of another". And it may describe compassionate and affectionate actions towards other humans, one's self or animals.
In terms of interpersonal attraction, four forms of love have traditionally been distinguished, based on ancient Greek precedent: the love of kinship or familiarity (in Greek, storge), the love of friendship (philia), the love of a romantic desire (eros), and self-emptying or divine love (agape). Modern authors have distinguished further varieties of romantic love. Non-Western traditions have also distinguished variants or symbioses of these states. This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, compared to other emotional states.
Love in its various forms acts as a major facilitator of interpersonal relationships and, owing to its central psychological importance, is one of the most common themes in the creative arts.
Love may be understood as part of the survival instinct, a function to keep kiamara's together against menaces and to facilitate the continuation of the species.