[Gingy Tea]

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Username;; .P i n e a p p l e.

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Name;; Ryland Alara See .... Ryland or Ry for short

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Gender;; Female

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Art of them dreaming;;(be creative, can be ordered but gives bonus if by you) WIP










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Backstory;; Anything in this color will be me...the narrator

"I now pronounce you Kimara and Mate!" Oops! My bad! I went to far into the story. Bare with me for a moment as I rewind this story. This is the history of a girl named Ryland Alara See. This is not entirely a happy story, so if you don't want to read about betrayal, heartbreak and death then please stop reading. If you insist on reading this then know, I warned you. Let's start the story now.

Thunder roars through the hills. Lightning hisses behind it. There is a rain falling, a type of rain that frightens many. A rain that drenches to the very bone. All silence in the woods of these hills are hiding for they are not heard. Wind whips through the trees like a mythical beast hunting for a meal. This 'Wind Beast' crashes through the forest. He comes to an entrance to a cave, snarls, and vanishes with a roar of thunder. Inside the cave no silence is present. Shrieks and moans come from the inner cave. A male Kimara lays at the entrance drunk off of tree roots and the honey of bees and high from the wild shrooms. Inside a female Kimara is left to give birth to her child alone in darkness. With one final push she hears the cries of her baby. She slowly licks the child clean. "Ryland Alara See. That is your name my child. Ryland meaning an Island Meadow....for you are my paradise. Alara meaning Holy Child because you are my freedom and my savior in this cruel world. And See because you are the only one who will truly SEE me." she said out of breath.The drunk father stumbled in looked at his child with a disappointed face and went to bed.

[Sometime in the near future...around when a human would be 3]
For some reason it always seems to be raining or a cloudy depressing day during Ryland's history. Anyways back to her story.
Ryland's drunken father had left for the day. She was not really sure where he went but she didn't let this ruin her childhood. Her and her mother found a patch in the woods where the sun reached through the trees and hugged the earth. There they played and had fun for a couple hours. Eventually the drunk father found them and started yelling at his mate. Her mother knew a fight was about to break out so she put her daughter into a bush in order to keep her safe. Ryland could not hear what they were saying to each other. She only new that their voices were raised and that her mother was crying out in pain. She peeked out of the bush only to see her father on his hind legs, angrily striking his mate. Her mother suddenly fell. Her father called her name but when she did not respond he stumbled away only to become even more intoxicated. Ryland slowly walked up to her mother and nudged her. When she did not move Ryland started to cry. She crawled up next to her and stayed with her the night. She knew what had happened....She knew her father had killed her mother.

[Further in the future....around when a human child would be 8]
With her mother gone Ryland was forced to take care of her father. [Did I mention he was an abusive drunk? ..... Yea needless to say she had a hard and terrible life!] She tried her best to keep her father happy. He expected food every night when he returned to the cave. He also expected more wild shrooms and honey-root mix. She was not to bother him or to be seen by him under any circumstance! One night he came home early and Ryland wasn't done with his food. "You worthless child! I ask you to do one thing and you can't even do that!" he struck Ryland, "Get out of my sight!" Ryland limped to her room with eyes filled with tears. She looked at her wall. On it was a large mural of her mother that she painted using coal and water as a black paint. Underneath it were 8 slashes made by her claws. "Just a little while longer....just a little while longer and I will leave this evil place." She said laying down staring at the picture of her mother.

[Even further in the future....more specifically the day before she would be 15 in human years]
"It's time....It's finally time!" she said at peace with herself. Ryland packed a small sack of important things, kissed the mural of her mother that was on her wall and tip-toed out of her room. As she went past her father's room she made a look of disgust. She finally made it to the front of the cave. A fresh breeze greeted her and blew through her long fur as if giving her a hug. She heard her father waking up so she ran away from the cave. She ran a few feet away and looked back at the cave. Her father was standing there looking at her. For the first time in his life he was sober. She noticed tears in his eyes and the expression on his, as if to say I'm sorry for causing you pain. She started walking backwards, turned and ran far away from her former home. On her way out of the woods she passed the spot where her mother had died. She stopped and spoke to the air. "I'm finally leaving Mum. I'm getting out of here. I'm going to make a life for myself, a good life. I will love you forever! I am Your Paradise! I am Your Freedom! And I saw You when no one else did! But YOU were my Mother! And nothing compares to that!" she said with tears in her eyes. After saying her goodbyes she left, never to return.

After traveling several miles Ryland came upon a beautiful patch of woods. She walked up to a weeping willow next to a little brook. She bowed down and took a sip of water. "Hello stranger!" a voice came from behind Ryland. "Not from around here are you?" the voice asked. Ryland Turned around to see a Kimara around her age standing there staring at her. She shook her head no. "I can tell! Well my name is Indiana, but everyone around here just calls me Indie....what's your name?" the Kia asked. "My name is Ryland.....Ryland Alara See" she replied. "Whoa! That's a mouthful! Hmm, Ryland.....how about I just call you Ry!" Indie said looking at Ryland rather curiously. "Oh...ok....I like it!" Ryland smiled. "Well Ry, Let me show you around Meadowbrook, that's the name of our little patch of forest here" Indie jumped up. Ryland followed Indie back to her little village. She saw many different animals all living in peace and harmony. She Finally found her paradise! And she already made a new friend!

At least, that's how it seems for now.......

THE END for now

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[Blue~Mist~]

Hello my name is April
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I am a (pretty little) Girl

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My username is Blue~Mist~ and I love this kiamara,
I never really fell for the other designs until I saw this one and she was too amazing to miss!
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Her Dreams (By Me)

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You could get golden doves,
But I would rather have a heart full of love.
You could get a diamond for a million pounds and nothing less,
But I would rather have a hand full of happiness.
You could have all the jewellery ever made,
But I would rather have world peace which will never fade.
You could have every toy,
But I would rather have a body full of joy.
So as you see,
There are more important things in the world which are free.
If you look deep in your heart,
You will find every bit of love - that's for a start.
If you try your best,
You will find a hand full of happiness.
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Habits
Movie-Lover
I’m the type of Kiamara who likes to sit back and watch a good movie, my favourite type of movie is romance but I do like to watch 3D science-fiction movies as well. My weakness is that I love some of the Disney films such as The Lion King and Jungle Book, but that is now between you and me now.

Cold Magnet
I always have some type of cold or illness and have always got a tissue spare. I have a really loud sneeze, so when there are signs that I am about to sneeze everyone backs away a little, which I find quite funny.

Snorer
Ok, no-one is perfect... and yes I do sometimes snore at night but that only means that I am in a beep sleep *blush*

Book-shelf cleaner
My book has to be in height order alphabetical order and colour/ shade order a lot of Kiamaras think that it is impossible but it’s not, with a little perseverance you can do it. It always looks so nice every time I walk past it *smiles*

Soundtrack Lover
I do prefer to listen to soundtracks rather than music I think it’s because there is so much more variety and lots of different tunes, some sad, scary or just amazing! My favourite are these ones. It puts me in such a good mood and make me love this world I am living in!

[Coexist]

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(I had to have a little fun, I'm new to the font generator!)


following art from, "What Dreams May Come" starring Robbin Williams all images are not copywrited:

[vympyre]

Sʜᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴏғ P ᴀ ʀ ᴀ ᴅ ɪ s ᴇ. . . .

. . . .Eᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs

Usᴇʀɴᴀᴍᴇ;;
.::Wish::.
Call me what you please, for there's really nothing to call me. I am Wishy, Wish, "hey you", and many other things. Take your pick~!

Nᴀᴍᴇ;;
Ten-goku
Japanese for Paradise; she's called Goku for short; and rarely, only by her closest friends, she is called "Tenny"

Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;;
Female
A lovely little lady, what else? Only a young girl like her can produce the dreams she beholds.

Tʜᴇᴍᴇ Sᴏɴɢ;;
1; On Top Of The World
2; Paradise

Gᴏᴋᴜ's Wᴏɴᴅᴇʀғᴜʟ Dʀᴇᴀᴍ;;
Goku's eyes flew open as she took in the scent of salt-water. She grinned with delight, I'm back! She began to pad forward, the fimiliar railroad tracks leading her to the mouth of the cave. In the distance, she could see an island, one which Goku had come to think of as her second home. Her paws took her to the sandy beach where she found a small wooden boat. Nuzzling the ancient vessle towards the dreamy island in the distance, Goku hopped in. It seemed like only a moment and she was staring up at the floating islands and waterfalls before her, and the young kiamara egarly leaped onto the shore. She took a deep breathe, taking in the scent of this dream land. The skies above her head seemed to hold millions upon millions of galaxies, and her eyes sparked at the beautiful moon just visable above. Focusing her attention back to the island, she looked around for the friends she had met when she had last visited. Sure enough, the beautiful creatures came forth to greet her with warm smiles and welcoming calls. She smiled at them, her eyes wondering around the mysterious floating islands that en-habited the near sky. She had found out a while back that it was really no use asking these creatures anything, for none of them seemed to spoke. Though she still enjoyed their company just the same. Together with her friends, Goku made her way to the forest, up towards the large mountain cliff on the island. She grinned in triumph as her paw touched the cool stone of the top of the cliff, her eyes growing wide as she gazed down. She could see everything. As she felt the breeze running through her fur, Goku thought; this is my land, this is my paradise. These are my friends, this place is perfect. Then for what seemed like in just a blink, Goku's perfect dream world was gone. She frowned, staring down at the ground of the cave she lived in. She began to whimper, why couldn't she stay in that perfect paradise forever, like she always hoped? Was she just destined to be lonely, to only see such beautiful sights in only her dreams...? Drying her few tears, Goku smiled slightly. She knew she would be back, and that was always something to look forward to.

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Art by my amazing and talented wifeh, little apple.
Link to art~!

[A Chicken]

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A Chicken
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Tec
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Female
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[oriole]

Reserved with the name Lunarsky

[kona.]

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[Parachutes]

Features Mylo Xyloto, by Coldplay.

'A spark in a sea of grey'

Username;; Parachutes

Name;; Mylo. Inspired by Coldplay's album, Mylo Xyloto; he immediately reminded me of the vibrant artwork, and the passion I feel towards their music.

Gender;; Male.

Art of them dreaming;;
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Lyrics; Up With The Birds, by Coldplay.

Personality;;
Artistic, Modest, Deep.
Mylo is a bright young Kiamara, with a strong creative and artistic sense. His greatest strength is that of his imagination, and he tends to view the world with creativity. He is highly observant, with an acute eye for detail; examining each angle of his surroundings with an open and inquisitive mind. Mylo is a lover of music, and he finds that it significantly influences as well as enhances his emotions. Music and art are Mylo's ways of expression; as his behavior, which can vary from distant and still to active and vibrant, can easily be misunderstood. He is usually quiet, with an intent preference for listening. Mylo is not greatly outgoing, however, he is friendly and polite; his taste for knowledge and polite manner making him a decent listener and companion.

'We'll be glowing in the dark'

All art used is my own.
Thank you. ^^

[cakepopcat]

ahhh this ends today <3 good luck all!!

[Drakongeist]

Hmm, I am supposed to end this today, but very few forms have completed artwork. Would anyone like a few days extension?(During this time I will NOT be accepting new forms, only allowing participants time to complete the forms they have already posted.)