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This is Breccan. Breccan the bold, Breccan the strong, Breccan the unique.

Breccan means 'freckled' in Italian. And seeing his spots, it fits. Breccan likes his spots. He
always has. He thinks they are a part of him, and always will be. Breccan is a male, of course,
but he may be a little different.

You see, Breccan loves music, reading, and all of that. Yada yada. But I'm sure you haven't
heard this. Breccan's favorite time-killer isn't music or reading. It happens to be writing
calligraphy. He loves calligraphy. The reason behind all of this is because when he was younger,
his father would write letters to friends far away. Breccan always admired his father's handwriting,
and hoped it would be passed down to him. But unfortunately, it didn't. So, he worked his hardest at
perfecting his father's handwriting and soon, he did. He sometimes forged signatures so he
could go on school field trips! Later did he find out he was ambidextrous, meaning he is
dominant with both his left and right paws. Its a talent, he tells his friends. More and more,
Breccan discovered he had a love for calligraphy.

But thats not all Breccan loves. Breccan is a sporty young man

WIP

[Dr. Paine]

Reserved with the name Jojen
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<3
Possible reserve...

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M Y - M I N I - B I O G R A P H Y
Username ;;
Phire / loaf
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My Reason ;;
I love the mossy feel of this Kia
and how she is truly beautiful.
Yes, I am making her female.
Similar to you, I LOVE keys. They
are sort of an addiction, but I love
them. This Kia has every aspect I'm
looking for in a Kia. Of course, I
don't own one yet, but I'd love to soon.
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Kiamara #350 ;;
I do have to say, I am not fond of the idea
of trying out for two Kiamaras at a time,
but I really do love both. I am not that
greedy or desperate person who tries out for
every pretty Kiamara. All of them are pretty so
that's a lot. Both these Kiamaras have stolen
my heart, but only half as I do not have two fulls.
I feel bad for trying for both at a time. I hope
that I can be forgiven for this small flaw. If I do win,
I will try to bring myself to drop out of 250.
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T H E - U S U A L - S M A L L T A L K
Name ;;
Clavette Sombre
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Gender ;;
Female
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Birthday ;;
October 11
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Zodiac ;;
Libra,
As a Libra, she hopes to find her Prince
Charming one day. She is, however,
will most likely be left with a broken heart.
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Birthstone ;;
Opal
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T A K I N G - O U T - A - S H O V E L
Personality ;;
Clave is always appearing to be happy.
She can hide her emotions easily,
but she doesn't like upsetting people.
She usually zones out in the world
just thinking of her true love.
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The Key ;;
Clavette has carried the key ever since
she's young. She found it one day on the
street and she picked it up. She believes that
it will help her find her Prince Charming.
Clave hopes that it will be the key to her heart
and her Prince will carry the missing lock.
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S T O R Y
Story ;;
"I'll be back soon mother!" She yelled as she walked
out the door. The townspeople
tipped their hats and nodded in her direction,
looking at the brightly smiled little girl.
She always gave a wave as she walked down the
side of the street. She then reached the small candy shop
on the corner. She got up on her tip - toes and dropped
fifty cents into the jar and picked up two candy bars as
she started walking towards the door. She waved and said a small
"Thank You." And left.She walked on the street a little more
and the road started getting rockier. She didn't mind,
as she always took this road without a scrape, but today,
she fell over and tripped on a rock. She wailed out and
her eyes started welling up in tears. She started to get up again
but fell. "Mommy!" She screamed with her voice breaking a little.
Clavette tried to get up again but fell on her bum. She then
looked around for help, but there was something
flashing as she looked around. She reached over to try
and pick it up, but it was out of reach.
There was a little boy who was watching her and he came over.
He smiled he kindest smile she had ever seen, and pulled out
a bandaid. Clavette sat there awestruck at the boy.
He was so kind and gentle. He then reached over and
gave the key to her. She grabbed for the key and
her hands brushed softly against his, but she felt a little shock.
She pulled her hand back with the key, and smiled at
the boy. "Thank You." She said as he helped her up.
She gave him a little kiss on the cheek and hugged him.
He was a bit surprised but hugged her back. They stood there
for a few seconds and just hugged. She felt nice
and warm, like he was the safety she always wished.
She looked down at her toes and smiled to herself. She
shyly looked up, her hair in her way, to see the boy gone.
In the boy's place, there was a little letter.
"Hello, you may not know me, but I know you.
You are the kindest and the prettiest of them all.
I wish to know you, I wish to see you.
I am the one who watches you, to make sure
you're safe. You have never been hurt.
I am the Candy Maker's Son. <3 "
She looked around as she looked for the owner of the key,
the owner of the poem. She then remembered the
Candy Shop. She ran there as fast as she could with her
scraped knee and brushed past the people.
The shop was closed. There was a little eye peeping at her confused,
little face. She returned home with a curious look on her face.
Everyday, she returns to the little shop hoping to see the son.
He was never seen again, and her heart slowly broke.
She spent everyday sitting in her room drawing
and writing about a happily ever after.
Every year on Valentine's Day, she receives a small
box of the heart shaped chocolates and a little note attached to it.
The note always read :
"One day it shall be,
only you and me."
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Art ;;
I am terribly sorry but I do not do art.
I fail every time I try,
and would not bring justice to this Kia.
xXx
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W H A T - D O - Y O U - F A V O R ?
Food ;;
Candy Maker's Chocolate
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Drink ;;
Pink Lemonade
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Animal ;;
Doves
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Color ;;
Pink
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Book ;;
Romeo and Juliet &
Cinderella
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Song ;;
"Enchanted', by Taylor Swift
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Show ;;
Once Upon a Time
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Movie ;;
Titanic
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[winter wonderland.]

Res.

[Shaynn]

name;; Ronan (raw nahn)
gender;; Male
personality;; WIP
hobbies;; WIP
favourite place;; WIP
favourite food;; WIP

[Chim]

¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ You may call me ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤

◇ "I'm a young, reckless, adventurous, vivacious, catastrophe of a kiamara
that'll as soon steal your affections as steal your money. I tend toward exploration
and all things out of this world, and if it's ancient, historic, or shiny, I'm all over it."

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◇ "AS HE CAME INTO THE WINDOW- THERE WAS THE SOUND OF, A CRESCENDO."

KIRJAVA is a sneaky Kia with a taste for adventure and crime.
Addicted to shiny objects- whether of true value or not- he has an
uncontrollable urge to hoard. Much like a magpie, he gathers
shinies around him... thinking of anything with glint or gleam as
'treasure,' and treating it as precious.

CRIMINAL... As it'll become apparent, Kirjava is not exactly
dabbling on the lighter side of the decency spectrum. He's not an 'upstanding'
citizen, and not exactly the kind of guy a gal would bring home to show
to her parents. He's a fast-living, upward-thinking kind of gent, and runs
his business and personal affairs in a very fluid, adaptable way. Ever-changing
and incapable of being tied down, he has little sentimentality for anything
other than treasure or artifacts of great importance. While he's deeply
ingrained with a strong drive for valuables, and while it often takes
the reigns in the grand scheme of his life, he's not so completely focused
on that as to not be functioning otherwise.

Crime-wise, there is little that Kirjava has NOT participated in. Arson, smuggling,
theft on grand and smallscale, counterfeiting, and a myriad of other crimes
ranging in degrees of 'bad,' litter his 'resume'. While all of this is common
knowledge to any shady individual, he's been very successful so far
as to not be caught nor tried for any of his crimes. A smooth criminal, with his level
of intelligence- despite the sickening charm that surrounds it- is quite slippery.

◇ "HE CAME INTO HER APARTMENT, LEFT THE BLOODSTAINS ON THE CARPET."

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◇ "SO THEY CAME INTO THE OUTWAY, IT WAS SUNDAY, WHAT A BLACK DAY."

CHARMING... Almost in a sleazy, oily sort of way, he can slide
himself and his opinions into your mind, making it impossible to think
around him, like a great elephant in the room. While his manipulative
personality tends to be a hang-up, the charm that literally oozes out of
him can usually smooth things over for a short time. Be assured, however,
this is not a kia who has smooth sailing charted in any aspect of his life.
His generally 'bad' nature ALWAYS catches up with him.

MANIPULATIVE... Kirjava is a silver tongued, sweet-talking, manipulative
femme-fatale full of sugar coated promises and lies that
drip like honey. He is extremely adept at lies and deceit, and uses
this skill to worm his way toward things of value. He's particularly good
at drawing in crowds for aide in his enterprise, and will promise anything
wanted- very convincingly- to gain what he needs. With promises of treasure
and fame, he flocks lackeys to his side, using other people's desires to
further himself. Completely aware of his skills at molding people into what suits
him, Kirjava doesn't feel remorse for his lies. He feels, really, truly,
that the results are worth breaking a few hearts for.

RULE-BREAKING... If it stands in the way between him and his treasure, Kirjava
is not above breaking a few laws- or heads. He's not above violence... as many
with his same quality and quantity of slippery sleaze... though he usually delegates
such tasks to his lackeys. His obsession with shiny objects often fuels this,
as the prospect of things of worth can throw quite a haze into his mind to
cloud over rational thought. It's almost compulsive in the way it appears...
very quickly onset, making him one-track minded and quite vicious
when it comes to getting what he wants.

History wise? Kirjava is a puzzle. He's never recounted his origins to another
soul, thus making his past a true thing of the past. Where he came from and
what he grew out of is a complete blank to anyone not him, adding a neat air of
mystery to this underhanded crook. The key incites curiosity from all who meet him
as well, but Kirjava has remained mute on the topic of that fine piece of metal.

The key? Some say it opens the safe to his vast collection of riches. Others say
it leads to a much greater prize, something unimaginable.... But what is the
truth behind this key? We know it's Kirjava's most precious possession........
but what does that key unlock?
Let's find out...

◇ "MOUTH TO MOUTH RESUSCITATION, SOUNDING HEARTBEATS, INTIMIDATION.."

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"I DON'T KNOW- I DON'T KNOW WHY, BABY."

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◇ "YOU'VE BEEN HIT BY... YOU'VE BEEN STRUCK BY, A SMOOTH CRIMINAL."

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[Valesfer]

reserve

droping out :c