[Sir Raychu]

Username;
Name;
Story on how she got her name;
Gender;
Personality;
Art; (No limit)
reserve

[dr. pupper]

Possible reserve. I'm trying out for another and I spend all my time making art for it.. xD
Might not have time to draw this lovely lass, as much as I love her. kiwi green is best color

[castiiian]

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ShadowFury
Yo I'm Shadow. I currently don't own any kiamaras, and don't really try out for many. I only try out for kais when they catch my eye; or when I have really good ideas and stuff. @v@


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Voltage
- Energized Matter, Power


☢ ѕтσяу ση нσω ѕнє gσт нєя ηαмє;
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Alright so, let's get this straight. No, I wasn't born this way, I wasn't created, I'm not some lab rat or guinea pig. I had an old life and I used to be normal, just like everyone else. My hair and nose were originally blue, a shade the exact opposite the color they are now. Pretty much everything that's this shocking shade of yellow now, was once blue. Now; Allow me to explain. You see, when I was much younger I was quite a daddy's little girl. My dad was this big, brave, and talented kiamara, he worked at a power plant, well more like nuclear power plant. One day, silly old me, decided to go ahead and follow daddy off to work... Of course, I didn't know the dangers of going there, but hey, I was a little girl who didn't know any better. Anyway, I happened to arrive during a routinely toxic waste removal. It was very busy when I got there, kiamaras running around everywhere and getting things done. That reminds me- All those kiamaras had protective gear on. I didn't. I was exposed to the radiation, and at such a young age, it greatly affected me. I was changed into my current self, with a few minor problems here and there, but I was mostly okay. Of course, my new self required a name, so I went ahead and chose the name Voltage for myself. You know; Voltage like power, energized manner. It's quite a fitting name for a radioactive and unstable girl like me.


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Female


☢ ρєяѕσηαℓιту;
[ Number of words: 188 ]
Voltage is quite a unique kiamara. In a few words, she's slightly unstable, playful, sarcastic, and flirtatious. Voltage has always been a playful and sarcastic kiamara, she's the one to make clever remarks and turn your words on you. Believing that words hurt more then actions, she'd rather fight someone with her words then physically attack them. She can be a bit of a bully on her bad days, always being mean to others when she's sad or hurt. Although she's mean, Voltage is very loving and caring. She has a secret fondness for cuddling and anything fluffy and cute. She's also flirtatious, believing she has to try extra hard to find love due to her oddity. Voltage tends to be unstable, sometimes getting very depressed or angry, all effects of her radiation encounter when she was younger. She's sensitive and even though she tries to hide it, things hurt her. Simple things like her friends not talking to her or someone saying something bad about her behind her back, it all hurt her. It's another reason why she's unstable and believes that words hurt more then actions.

[prismatic]

reserve. o3o

[Ｌᴀᴅʏ 美夜子]

Username; Thalia.
Name; Her name used to be
Story on how she got her name;
Arabella was my name. I used to love it. Now.... my name is Toxicide. Most call me Tox. I was just turning 15 when it happened. I was a curious kia. Facinated by science.
Gender;
Personality;
Art; (No limit)

[pocketfox]

Username;
pocketfox

Name;
Glow-bug (prefers glow or toxic as a nickname)

Story on how she got her name;
Most of Glow's family where crazy and un creative her mother ounce she was born saw her bright yellow hair and random yellow dots. They reminded her so much of a firefly's glow she couldn't think of a better name then that.

Gender;
Female

Personality;

It is my way or no way.

Art; (No limit)
coming soon possibly

[Poison Wolf]

Username;
Poison Wolf
Name;
Lantana. Her nickname would be Lana
Story on how she got her name;
When Lantana was born, the worst thing happened. Her parents could not decide what to name her. For the first six months of her life, her family hid her away, keeping the shame of having a nameless daughter from the rest of the world. One day, the young, nameless Kia was walking in the woods, alone. Her parents avoided talking to her, to hide the fact of her nameless state, and so she did not know the dangers of the forest like most Kiamaras her age would. Hungry, she sat in the shade of a tree, where leafy bushes with small, bright flowers bloomed. Finding the flowers to be beautiful, she gingerly nibbled on them. They tasted good to her, so she ate more, completely unaware of the fact that they we deadly poisonous. Satisfied, she walked home. She began to feel sicker, and sicker, and eventually collapsed, moaning and feverish, froth bubbling from her lips. Her parents, shocked and horrified, immediately took her to the healer. Recognizing the problem immediately, he made her vomit up all the flowers she had eaten, and then to eat something else that would nullify the poison. He turned to her parents as she slept. "Well, it appears...?" He looked at them questioningly for a name. "Lantana," her mother blurted. The healer nodded. "Well, it appears that Lantana has eaten some of her namesake. She should be fine by tomorrow," he smiled. Lantana had eaten Lantana flowers, but because of it, she gained her name, and her parents acceptance.
Gender;
Female
Personality;
Spunky. Carefree. Charming. Tough. Headstrong. Venomous. Courageous.(WiP)
Art;
-WiP-<3

Dropping out<3 She's lovely, congrats and good luck to everyone!

[Colorful]

Username;
Colorful
Name;
Freedom
Story on how she got her name;
It was not long after a nuclear war was fought that Freedom was born. Her parents were horrified that she possessed the markings of the terrible war they just fought, but they loved their baby girl no matter what. Then, an idea hit. Why be shamed by their daughters markings when they could show them off? Why not name her Freedom to show how the war no longer controlled them? And that's how Freedom got her name.
Gender;
Female
Personality;
Freedom is just like her name implies, out-spoken and rebellious. She does not let anyone control her, but this usually leads to trouble for her, though neither she or her parents care as they raised her to defiant. She doesn't like authority figures because she believes they try to make everyone the same, afraid to be different.

Freedom cares deeply for every living thing. Her parents have repeatedly told her what the consequences could be if she doesn't. She will do just about anything to protect anything from the trees to the whales. She feels that if she gets to live a good life, why can't other things have a good life too?

Freedom has a hard time keeping friends as she is not scared of saying what she thinks about him. Her best friends are her parents because they are three of a kind. Freedom makes quick friends with fellow protesters, usually by discussing what is wrong with the planet.

Freedom believes in an eye for an eye. If someone does something bad to her or something she does not agree with, she will often go out of her way to make sure they never do it again, such as vandalizing prized possessions.

Freedom is incredibly determined. If she sets a goal, she plans on reaching it sometime or another. Though, her determination can come off an stubbornness to most people, which it is at some points in time.
Art; (No limit)
WIP

[walk.]

Reserved with the names
Porsha
Keela
Taygen

And yeah

[mars]

Gahh, it's around 630 words ;-;
Now begins the condensing that will never work out nicely...

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WajaGirl
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Hallucination
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Story on how she got her name;
(I do request that you watch this video on YouTube before reading this, as it explains the quotes)

I've always been a drop of water, clinging to the edge of a leaf during a shower of rain. Ever so slowly, I get closer and closer to the edge.

My life has been nothing but pure misery, seeping through my bones with every step I try to take. Ever since I was born, kiamaras used to call me a mistake. I used to be called Spite, my parents never wanted me. Everybody hated me, playing with me like I was a toy. I was called name after name, pushing me past the point of return.

I became a toxin, to poisonous for anyone to touch.
A wretched creature that was a kiamara on the outside,
but a horrendous beast beneath. Rumors of this spread
around like a wildfire. There was no way of regaining my
integrity, so I just winced. It felt like knives were cutting
pieces of my heart off, more and more with every whisper.

"And if a kid breaks in a school, and no one
around chooses to hear, do they make a sound? Are they
just the background noise of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
when people say things like 'kids can be cruel'?"

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I lost control of my emotions slowly, gradually letting them slip away so I could feel nothing but numbness. Words became deafening, throwing another coal into the fire with every letter.

And so the fire burnt on.

"We were freaks."

I started to have hallucinations. Friends, who lied by telling me they cared. I hated them all. Each new kia I met sent me plunging deeper, deeper, into insanity.

These friends told me to kill them all, every
last kiamara who had said those awful things.

"You have to believe that they were wrong. They
have to be wrong. Why else would we still be here?"

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I finally broke free of the weight holding me down, running off to places I thought could rid them from my mind. But everywhere I turn, they are still there, their red eyes glowing darker and darker
every time I see them.

"To this day, he is a stick of TNT lit from both ends, could describe to you in detail the way the sky bends in the moments before it’s about to fall. And despite an army of friends who all call him an inspiration, he remains a conversation piece between people who can’t understand..."

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I don't want to hurt anyone, so I've learned to be on my own no matter how much it breaks my heart.
Because even I know that when their eyes turn black, everyone I've ever loved will get hurt. Not by them,
but by me.

They are hallucinations, pushing me deeper into destruction that will destroy my world.

"We stem from a root planted in the belief that we are not what we were called."

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(to find out more on the spoken poem, you can visit this website)
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Female
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