[Ayramite]

username: Ayramite
kia's name: Briar
favorite candy;; Sour Babies candy

[dr. pupper]

Ａ ｄｏｅ, ａ ｄｅａｒ, ａ ｆｅｍａｌｅ ｄｅａｒ, ✿

Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ

Turkey Studios™

Ｎａｍｅ

My name..
Is Doe.
Mrs.Doe Tropica.
I have two completely different names..
But I was given my first name, Doe, after my grace and delicateness, along with my sensitivity.
My second name, or middle name, I was given because of my colors.. Which I can't see.
You see, I am color blind. Instead of my harsh toxic green, as people describe it, I see a gentle blue.
Instead of my deep colored fur, as people call it, I see a very pale green, which you can easily mistake for white. That's one of the few colors I can see, actually.
Instead of my lovely deep purple mane.. I see a harsh but pale shade of ugly green.
And when I look in the mirror, I don't see beautiful orange eyes..
I see a deep,
brown.
I see brown. I do not see a lovely orange, but brown. A deep, deep brown. And I hate it. My colors are ugly and horrid. I only want to be colorful..
I don't want my plain, deep, devilish brown eyes.
But I guess I am pretty..
To other people. . .

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I enjoy eating jolly ranchers. I can't see the colors.. Blue looks a weird color of pink and purple, red is a very deep blue, and so on. But I can taste the colors.. Blue tastes like a wonderful sensation of my favorite fruit, blueberries, mixed with sugar and wonderful fruity juices.

wip<33

[Jean.]

Withdrawing x.x

[dragongoddest]

• username dragongoddest
• kia's name;;
• favorite candy;;
peeps

[kiowa.]

quq definate reserve <333

[rubble]

reserved

[Rockpelt]

Reserved~ <3 ouo

[kittywolfwarrior]

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❝Intoxicating purple, Devious green,
Beautiful colours, But not really me.

Hi, My name is Skittles,
and inside i'm a rainbow.
My fur may exceed me in confidence,
But really i'm not that optimistic.

I may seem like i'm shy at first, but please do get to know me,
Inside you'll find that i'm so much more,
Than the cover of my book.

I'll always lend a hand, i'll always do my best to help,
And although I may seem quiet,
I really do feel like bursting.

I want the world to see my rainbow,
I want the world to know me for me,
I wish the world weren't so judging,
But I guess, in time, they'll get to know me slowly.❞
By the wolf charm

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playlist
☠counting stars
☠burn
☠wake me up
☠roar
☠part of me
☠last Friday night
☠firework
☠price tag
☠moves like jagger
☠party rock
☠sorry for party rocking
☠titanium
☠turn me on
☠scream and shout
☠we are young
☠some nights
☠falling to pieces
☠don't you worry child
☠what the hell
☠i gotta feeling
☠we r who we r
☠die young
☠c'mon
☠your love is my drug
☠party in the U.S.A

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gender; skittles is female. Uhh.. yeah. I'm a girl.
age; skittles is 17 (human years).problem?
favourite candy; skittles and smarties.yup!
likes; skittles likes most candy's she also likes to lay in front of a worm fire with a cup
hot coco.oh yes!
Dislikes;
Skittles does not like loud noises or being cold and in pain, she also does not like needles.no no
Don't do that to me!
Why I would like skittles;
I would love to call skittles my own Kia. i will be active with her and role play and get art.
Most of her personality is mine.
But if you don't chose me I do understand my art will go to the winner but I would like it to call it mine.let me stay with kitty!

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skittles is a kind Kai and will help out Kai's in need.she also is a quite little girl but she is not shy at all.she is a little sporty to but loves to stay indoors and rap up worm in a little scarf and jumper.
Her most favourite thing to do is hang all the decorations on her Christmas tree.

History;
On the 23rd of August skittles was born.
She soon grow up, hanging out with her friends.
Soon they all had a break up, skittles had no friends she would sit there in play time at school.
Thinking about all her times with her friends, they some times walk by her making out they are having so much fun without her.
She soon went to high school,she meet new friends that she cloud trust,
At that school she meet her crush.
She all most felt like screaming and shouting on how she was so upset of out her life.

Skittles crush
xXx

A little thing for skittles
your fur might bright,I still love you
You might be shy,I still love you
You might love candy,I still love you
You might not have much friends,I still love you
You might of had a hard life,I still love you.
Even though you are a Kai,I still love you.
♡

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by me

thank you river of tears <3

thank you Necromance <3

thank you ILOVEWOLVES! <3

Thank you tenmommentstill <3

Thank you Michael-Richter <3

by me

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Ｃａｎ Ｉ ｅｓｃａｐｅ ｔｈｅ ｔｈｉｎｇｓ
Ｉ ａｍ ａｓｈａｍｅｄ ｏｆ?

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" H-Hey. W-What was that?
The shadows?
No. . .It must just be me,
It has to be. What else could it
be?
Not the shadows. . .They're
blatant, easy to notice, easy to
discover. Not something subtle
like. . .Whatever that was. "
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" The nightmares are a class of dream. I
like to believe that they were just
corrupted as they traveled from the back
of your mind, to your sleeping vision.
They're vicious, they're warped and altered
and changed from fluffy weightless dreams
to terrifying pieces of horror.
And the bad part is - Is that they're real. "
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○ Ｃｏｍｐｌｅｔｅ Ｎａｍｅ ::
Cover name : Enzyme Etnetzo
Original name : Tabbie Renolds

○ Ｐｒｅｆｅｒｒｅｄ Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ ::
Toxic, E, Enn

○ Ｎａｍｅ Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ ::
Enzyme's current name was not his original birth name; it's a cover
up, for protection from the shadows. His current name was chosen
by no other than himself, for it's 'zing' to it, and the obvious
difference from his birth name, so that the shadows couldn't track
him. So that they couldn't find him after he started running.

○ Ｎａｍｅ Ｍｅａｎｉｎｇ ::
Enzyme's Dictionary definition is :: "en·zyme
ˈenzīm
noun : BIOCHEMISTRY
1. A substance produced by a living organism that acts as a catalyst
to bring about a specific biochemical reaction.

○ Ｎａｍｅ Ｏｒｉｇｉｎ ::
Enzyme is directly of Modern, and old Greek origin.

○ Ｆｅｅｌｉｎｇ ｏｎ Ｎａｍｅ ::
Enzyme doesn't quite have an opinion on his name at the moment. . .
He's too concentrated on hiding behind the false name, and since it's
seemed to work so far, I'd assume he has a sort of liking for it. And he
likes the ring to it regardless.

○ Ｋｉａ'ｓ Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ ::
Kia's sexuality : : Pansexual, meaning that Enz won't judge a person
depending on their activities, or their gender, It's all in how they art;
their personality, their connection with him.
preference : : Enz doesn't really know his preference yet; since he can't
tell which people art real, and which ones aren't.

○ Ａｐｐｌｉｃａｎｔ ::
[ Fail In Love ]

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" Get them out.
THE VOICES. THEY'RE SCREAMING.
I CAN'T TAKE THE SCREAMING.
Then the fog comes, and it takes me
away,
to this place where I can't feel anything,
or see anyone. It's just the voices,
screaming in a loud chorus all together.
I can't take them.
Help. . .HELP ME.
PLEASE. I'M DYING. "


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Though Enz looks like a regualar Kiamara
on the outside, he's anything but that. He's
constantly battling insid his head for
control, waiting for the voices to die down
to a ow murmur so he can focus on the
things at hand, rather than breaking down
on the street and being sent back to the
asylum.
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○ Ａｐｐｅｒａｎｃｅ ::
Oᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ : :
quad ○
pelt colors : : •#bdb3cb •#3b3843 •#231e32 •#94ff00
•#ff7b06
mane colors : : •#a200ff •#370056
claw color : : •#000000
tongue color : : •#94ff00
nose color : : •#370056
horn color : : •#a200ff
paw pad color : : •#94ff00

anthro ○
hair color : : Half Black, Half died purple
eye color : : bright green
skin tone : : Pale Caucasian
usual clothing : : His usual clothing consists of ripped jeans,
and witty saying t-shirts with his black and purple hoodie
body type : : He's not that muscular, but he has a bit of
toning to his body.
physical differences : : small gages, one small lip piercing in
the right corner of his lower lip.

Iɴsɪᴅᴇ : :
blood type : : AB-
birthdate : : 11/13/92
chinese zodiac : : Monkey
zodiac sign : : Scorpio
weight : : 190
height : : 6'2
age : : 21
birth place : : Mobile, Alabama

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ｗａｒｙ
ｅｘｐｌｏｓｉｖｅ
ｕｎｓｔａｂｌｅ
ｑｕｅｓｔｉｏｎａｂｌｅ
ｐｒｅｐａｒｅｄ
ｃｏｍｉｃａｌ

hobbies : :
Enz enjoys, and partakes in various things to do. Whether they're odder than
most, or normal things every other kia does, he partakes in them whenever
he can.
• Telling Jokes
• Painting
• Writing
• Track & Field
• Marathons
• Being Normal when he can

likes : :
• Zots
• His meds
• Wolf
• Snow
• Raccoons

dislikes : :
• Mud/twigs/dirty things
• The shadows
• Nightmares
• Christmas
• People

quirks : :
• He tends to bite his lip when he's nervous
• He has some strange fascination with his tail
• He hates veggies
• He refuses to look people in the eyes

strengths : :
• He's a very strong willed person, fighting the hallucinations as best as he can
• He's built up strong enough toned muscles to suffice most activities
• He can usually make his way through a conversation well with his jokes
• What he lacks in intelligence, he makes up with comedy

weaknesses : :
• He usually runs away from hard decisions
• He never goes through with most things
• He's absolutely terrible at talking to girls
• He never stays clean, he just doesn't

phobias : :
• He's scared of people, and crowds
• He's scared of hallucinations
• He has a really bad fear of cats. . .

mental disorders : :
• Bipolar disorder
• Schizophrenia

diseases : :
• No diseases to date

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ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ : :
Tabbie was celebrated throughout his large family upon his arrival. He was the first boy in too many generations,
and he was welcomed with open arms. Though. . .As the small bundle of fluff opened his eyes late, after about 5
days, they were shocked to find his eye colors different than most Kiamaras about. They thought he would grow
out of it, the radioactive color to his eyes eventually fading as he pushed into a toddler. But they were wrong. This
child was nothing but ordinary, and would never get better.
His family didn't have a great liking of him once he hit five years old. He was born with his Schizophrenia, and it
became worse and worse as he learned words and phrases to describe what he saw all the time. What kept him up
all night. What distracted him from his parents. And his loving family was loosing their mind along with him. So, a
month before his 6th birthday, as Tabbie was throwing a fit, they let him tire himself out into sleep, as they bundled
him into his blanket and ran off with him into the night, towards the asylum; where the people they no longer wanted
to look at went. This was a place for sick people, a place they shoved people much to different for the society's taste.
This was no place for a child.
He grew up here for the next ten years, playing with the insects and wild animals that crawled in through the broken
windows and rotted wooden frames. The raccoons were his favorite. He befriended some of the older women, letting
them manipulate his tail and
mane as they pleased. He viewed it as doing good to the world before they went off, to play with the children that
left the asylum. . .They would be sleeping, and then some men came and took them out somewhere, telling him that
they were going to a luxurious place. That's where everyone went when they went to sleep sometimes. Tabbie didn't
know why. . .But he accepted it.

He'd spent too long in that crumbled pile of insanity and squalor, he needed to escape before he feel asleep too. He
couldn't just stay there. . .he needed to prove everyone wrong, he needed to show every soul that ever doubted him
that he could survive. His family. The asylum. The old ladies that eventually went to sleep too. Hr couldn't give up.
These visions can't get the best of him. His eye color won't change who is is. Tabbie did change, but it was only for
the better. Tabbie couldn't let others rule him. So he stopped being Tabbie Renolds. He was now Enzyme Etnetzo,
the kia that refused to let the works get the best of him.
And that is when he left. He left the insects, and the deadly animals, and the sick people who fall asleep and leave.
He just burst through the wall, moving the crumbling rocks and the rotting wood out if his way as he made his way
to a life worth living for. A life where the hallucinations and hate didn't rule.

ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ 'ᴀᴘᴏᴄᴏʟʏᴘsᴇ' : :
"This sassy gal" - How Enz met Wolf
I was running. Running, running as fast as I the ground could let me. Or, was I? Was I really running, or were the
shadows playing mind tricks on me, to distract me, to catch me and to manipulate me to their own benefit. Now
that I think about it. . .I couldn't have been running that fast, I couldn't have. The mud was to thick, the trees
to dense, I'm far too clumsy for my own good; the shadows really had tricked me into thinking I was running for
my life, competing against them just for the means of surviving.

My eyes open with a certain numbness to my limbs, the kind of stillness that comes with sleeping for ages. The
numbness over came me, and I couldn't move, I couldn't twist a claw, I couldn't flick my tail, I was a useless rag
doll ready and prepared for being thrown around, and to be prodded and poked with stabbing pins. I could feel
them. They were stabbing me. THEY WERE STABBING ME. MY BLOOD IT'S LEAKING OUT. I'M LOOSING IT ALL.
I'M GOING TO DIE I'M GOING TO-

The nightmare cut off abruptly, the foggy quality getting thicker by the minute as I tried to grasp what had
happened and implant it into my memory. And I then I woke up, I think for real this time. . . I rose from the
ground, stretching my limbs in front of my as I settled against the tree I had collapsed by last night. My tail was
knotted, looking much shorter than it should have looked like, with twigs and thorns, and leaves, and mud caked
into it unappealingly. My claws were cracked in odd places, worn down and made short by running against rock
and other mediums of nature. My mane. . .I couldn't really observe it, but the feel of it against my face sent the
idea that it was drenched in sweat, in the pure terror that had plagued me all throughout the night. . . All night.
Over and Over. Different Horrors every few hours. It left my mane drenched and matted from tossing and
turning on the forest floor, bound to have the forest's debris in it as well. . . I brought my paw to my face, wiping
the mud off of my cheeks, and the dried tears that I wasn't really aware of. I looked down at my dull purple-blue
pelt merged with green spotted pieces and lavender in places, fading into vibrant violet at the mane and the tail
tuft. . .It looked different than I remembered, matted with twigs and leaves and covered in mud to a point beyond
recognition. I should really go wash this off. . .But the shadows haven't bothered me yet. . .What if they find
me? I sighed, giving up and ultimately just standing up, using a low hanging branch to assist me, as most of my
limbs were sore from running and tripping, and the shadows playing with my joints.

I stumbled along for a good bit of a while, grasping trees for those moments when the fog and shadows threatened
to over take me. It took a lapse of time wondering around to get to a small fed spring. It's water fell lazily over the
rocks, trickling down cracks and settling with gurgling sounds in the spot below the rocks, a slight decline in the
earth that quickly inclined again to a steeper hill. The rocks also made up another one side of it, trapping the water
in without kia manipulation.

I stumbled over to the rocks with an new urgency. How long exactly had it been now? Without water? I let my
paws clasp the water between them, bringing to my mouth with a new dry quench to it. It was great; cool, clean, and
lovely as it went down my throat. I just gave up and slipped into the small pool, the water barely making it half way
past my leg. The mud fogged the water, though, it did slowly cycle out through the small gaps in the rocks. I laid down
in the water, letting the cool liquid caress me as I wiped the mud from my streaked face and arms. Next was my mane,
a bit harder as I had to duck my head under the water and try to clean it out before I ran out of air in my lungs. . .It
didn't end quite well however. I ended up resurfacing sputtering and coughing some of the muddy water out of my mouth.
I took a moment of silence and stillness to get air, and not water back in my lungs, but proceeding that, I let my paws
brush through my tail tuft lightly, getting the mats out, and most of the mud and twigs. I laid down in the water for a
moment, flat to cover my entire body for means of getting the last of the mud off, the bits I missed at least. I opened
my eyes, the clouded water slowly becoming clear as I gazed through the glass like liquid to the sky above. This was
actually. . .Kind of nice, I liked it. Minus the fact that I would run out of breath soon. I would just enjoy it while I. . .

My gurgled cry bubbled through the water as a distorted face of a tan furred creature stared down at me. My head was
brought up faster than you could say 'what', hitting the creature's forehead with an equally painful smack to both of the
two of their heads. I winced rubbing my head a bit before I held my eyes closed, my arms flying in from of my face to
form an 'X' shape, to protect myself of course from this obvious demon sent to destroy me.
"HEY! WATCH IT!"
The voice that replied was not one of a demon's, however. It was smooth, not as low as a growl, yet not as high as a
squeal, more in between, like casual conversation with a pleasant significant other. Well, minus the bit of yelling, of
course. Wait. . .This was a feminine voice, so this definitely was not a demon. Wait. What? A GIRL? Most avoid
my odd presence. . .
Oh, maybe I should uncover my face, but then again. . .It sounds like she might hit me.
I brought my arms down from my face slowly, to see the woman's face hovering right in front of mine with a scowl as
she rubbed her forehead, wincing here and there. She was. . .Attractive, to say in the most appropriate manner. The
warm earth tones of her fur, her dark chocolate mane and tail, her piercing blue eyes that. . .Frankly looked quite
vexed. She sat, arms crossed and tail wrapped around herself protectively as I just gawked at her, my vibrant orange
irises holding her gaze for a moment before I looked away, stumbling to my feet.
"O-Oh, sorry for hurting you. . .But I - uh - have to be going." I announced, beginning to climb the rocks to her right,
avoiding physical contact and even avoiding to look at her.
The earth-toned kia grabbed my tail, stopping me in my tracks and inevitably making me slide back down the rocks,
my face hitting nearly every rock on the way back down. I groaned, turning to face her, now back in the cool water.
"I'm assuming this makes us even?" I asked, My voice questioning, and sturdy enough to deal with.

The female's scowl melted away as she laughed, her eyebrows rising questioningly.
"You expect me to forgive you poor excuse of a man, when I don't even know your name?" She asked, her pewter blue
eyes melting into amusement. "I think you're more or less in my debt, now."
"So. . .If I give you my - name, i'll be excused?" I asked, eyebrows raising a bit to look less scared than I really,
reallyyy was. This woman was intimidating, yet so strangely. . .Approachable. Like I wanted to know more about her.
Maybe being in her debt isn't that bad of a thing.
"Oh why of course not. No one hits me and gets away scott-free." Her voice rang out, it's alto toned level hinted
towards the truth and only the truth.
"Uhhmmmmm. . ." The sound fell through my mouth, unaware of what I wanted to communicate to her at the moment.
"Oh - Well, though it doesn't really matter all that much, I'm - uh. . ." My words paused for a moment, waiting to grasp
my second name clearly. "I'm Enzyme." I told her, heat gathering in my cheeks area as I took an extremely awkward pause.
"And you, ma'am?" I asked, the simple question hopefully easy enough for her. . .
She scoffed, raising herself onto the rocks above me with her tail grazing the spring's surface. "What do you call an
animal that can rip out your throat, and represents wisdom in Native American tales?" She asked, triggering the
intelligent response mechanism in my brain.
"Uhhhh. . .A bear?" I asked, my answer shaky, and unsure.
"Well no wonder you don't know about the spirit of wisdom" She responded, should I know what that is? I think I
should. . .
"No. . .No I don't, you're right." I told her, giving in.
"Hmm... oh look, a paw print." She paused, pointing to a dark brown painted paw print on her left thigh. My eyes
wandered a bit, before I eventually went back to her as she began to speak in that beautiful tone again. "I wonder
what four-legged wild animal with teeth has the paw print of a canine" She finished, the thickness of her sarcasm
nearly radiating off of her with her false questions.
"Oh, Wolf." I said, clarity and sureness running through my mind. "That's a - uh - wonderful name." I told her,
mentally yanking my mane out at the un-sureness in my complement. I should be more straight forward, I need
to work on that.
"And your name is very pretty. Maybe you could try fitting it better by taking another go at those rocks" She said,
so clearly, and without hesitation. I should really work on that. Oh well, for now i'll just deal with the sarcasm.
After all, I won't mind hanging around her for a while, as long as she can put up with me.

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" It's so hard to sleep sometimes. . .
The dreams, they start so sweetly,
then they leak into a vicious
nightmare, waking me with a start,
and making me regret even falling
asleep in the first place. . . "
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" The angels look so tempting, so
beautiful and sweet looking.
And then they morph. Into these
terrible monsters. And then when
I wake. . .They're still there. "
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" Preparedness is the only way to
live.
The only. Way. "
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mouth water right now. "
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○ Ａｐｏｃａｌｙｐｓｅ Ｄｏｃｕｍｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ ::
ᴀʀᴛ : :
Art created by me ○
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Art depicts him running away from the 'shadows', his hallucinations

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Art depicting a young Tabbie, calling to his mother in the asylum,
thinking it was her. </3
Poor little Fella. ;^;

Art gifted or given to me by others ○
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Sketches done by Flowerdust <3

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Lineless done by ElementStar <3



sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ ᴋɪᴛ : : - - -
favorite candy zots [only the apple and grape][always in bag] ○
His addiction to zots began as an adolescent, when he was
given a candy by his local market's owner. The candy was
new, and they were giving free samples, so of course he
took one. And now he can't look back, he buys more and
more every year, stocking up when he finds places that
actually do carry his flavors.


Gas mask ○
Enz refuses to believe that humanity is safe from the
apocalypse, and he thus carries his gas mask around
every where, ready for the moment when he can prove
all the people wrong who try to tell him otherwise.


Antipsychotic medication ○
"Antipsaychotic Medication is used to treat Schizophrenia.
They act against the certain symptoms a schizophrenic
person may get due to their illness.
These meds can't "cure" the illness, but they can take
away many of the symptoms or make them milder. In
some cases, they can shorten the course of an episode
of the illness as well."
Enz always needs these. He takes his dosage every day,
making some episodes less threatening, but most still
stay the most intimidating.


Hammer ○
Who doesn't want to take a hammer with them?
Enz has this for protection against his hallucinations,
believing that it honestly does help. He also believes
it'll help him in the apocalypse.


Other smaller things only relevant to certain times ○
We all have those few things we shove in our bags to
assist us for certain things at certain times. Enz is
just too lazy to clean it out after he's done.

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○ Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ : :
[ Fail in Love ]
Hi, I'm Fail, please feel free to call me such, or anything resembling that. <3
I own two kiamaras as of now, trying to win my very last two. Hopefully
little Enz here will be one of my last two. <33

○ Ｗｈｙ Ｉ ｗａｎｔ ｈｉｍ : :

Have you ever just looked at a character, and made an instant connection?
Had an instant feeling of love for it? I think that's what happened to me
when I first saw #387, whom I hope to name Enzyme Etnetzo, my paranoid,
schizophrenic babe.
I loved the way he was a 'Halloween in November' adopt, the way he was
transferred from your original artist competition entry, when it really was
Halloween time.

I've made such a strong connection with him, planning his character and
personality out pretty much as soon as I laid eyes on the 'fella. He just has
this sort of aura to hint towards insanity, or my first reaction, towards
zombies, or apocalyptic times. His eyes lead me towards the things we
don't nearly see, they lead me into a soul of a character that deals with
horrific hallucinations and yet still has the mind to be comical.

I've spent such a long time on this form, begging for help with coding,
bothering for art, bribing, bartering, It's been a great experience to try
out for him. <3

○ Ｗｈｙ Ｉ ｆｅｅｌ ｈｉｓ ｃｈａｒａｃｔｅｒ ｆｉｔｓ
ｔｈｅ ａｄｏｐｔｉｏｎ : :
His character is an unstable kia, that is not only Schizophrenic, but he
truly believes that an apocalypse will go underway. He's just. . .Great.

His markings show something unique, stripes mixed with solid colors,
and then another few stripes that resemble that of an animal.
I think that very palette used was brilliant. The dull blue violets mixed
with vibrant purples, and green and orange. Just looking at the palette,
you suspect something different. . .You don't expect the kia that is so
mad he belongs in wonderland, you'd expect an eccentric, cocky kia with
nothing plaguing him at all. But it is most the opposite.

○ Ｗｈａｔ ｍｙ ｐｌａｎｓ ａｒｅ ｆｏｒ ｈｉｍ : :
Well, honestly, I have the same plans as any other new
owner would have. I plan on making relationships with him, and my
current kias, trying to see how they would react to each other, and how
they would get along. I plan on ordering bundles of art, getting active on
the fanclub more than just a few posts every once in a while.

As for dating, mates and all that jazz, I honestly don't think i'll rush him
into a relationship too quickly. He's just not a very stable guy, I really
don't think he'd be capable of impressing a girl too quickly. Though, I have
to say, Him and wolf would make an interesting pair.

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[Ƀeean]

• username;; Ƀeean

• kia's name;;

• gender;; male

• favorite candy;; The tongue-blistering sour candy known as [url]Shockers[/url].

• Silent and cunning, but wicked and wild all the same. He has a knack to be creepy and frightening, with that wicked wide smile of his.