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[size=85][center][b]Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.[/b]
- [i]Rabindranath Tagore[/i][/center][/size]
[left][quote][size=85][color=#400000][b]|Name|[/b][/color][/size]
[size=80][b]Moss[/b], But most know him as [b]Lark[/b][/size]
[size=85][color=#400000][b]|Gender|[/b][/color][/size]
[size=80]Whatever you choose to call him, Lark is definitely a [b]male[/b][/size]
[size=85][color=#400000][b]|Age|[/b][/color][/size]
[size=80]Lark is about [b]3 years 9 months old[/b][/size][/quote][/left]








[quote][size=85][center][color=#400000][b]|Personality|[/b][/color][/center][/size]
[center][size=80][b] Untrusting ][ Fighter ][ Intelligent [/b]
Lark ... is not the most patient of kiamaras. He snaps very easily and tends to act without thinking when he's angry. Lark is aggressive naturally, no matter how hard he tries to be kind. Somewhere, he has a brain that works, and works well, but Lark acts more like a nutcase than a genius. Given his past, Lark is not one to trust or make friends easily. He has a vision of everyone being out to get him until he has solid evidence they're not.
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[center][quote][size=85][color=#400000][b]|Biography|[/b][/color][/size]
[size=80][b]][ Childhood ][[/b]
Moss had two parents, a brother, and three sisters. It was an average family, and he lived a fairly normal life.
Moss got good marks in school, except in music. He loved to sing, but he always lip-synced as he could never hit the high parts he had to reach in class. So it was, life went on.
[b]][ Teenage Years ][[/b]
For a teenager, Moss fairly reclusive and meek. He would occasionally sneak out, but not often. Most of the time he was found in front of his computer, headphones on, writing or playing games.
Always playing music.
[b]][ Adult Years ][[/b]
That was when it got nasty. A massive war broke out and the army desperately called for reinforcements. Moss and his best friend, Carter*, dutifully joined. They managed to scrape through it for several months. Moss always stood out on the battlefield because in combat he could spare the effort to sing. When Carter asked him, the explanation Moss gave was that it helped him focus less on the fact that he was killing someone. Carter didn't respond except, "You're a lark." He explained briefly the reference to the poem, and Moss agreed and took it as a nickname. He was fine. He was alive. Until Carter's death. He saw Carter, who he had known all his life, torn apart by enemy soldiers. Something inside him died. Something new flared up. Hatred. Overcome by the bloodlust, the desire to avenge his friend, he launched into a song and a full-scale attack on Carter's killer. And then he ran. For days on end, Moss ran, Mosslark as he called himself, jaws always tightly shut except to eat or drink, never more than a bite or a sip. Now before you judge this as too much for a friend, remember this was basically his only friend. The one who talked to the shy guy in preschool. A week later, Lark slowed to a walk. It was still dark. Somewhere inside him, though he resented it, wounds were healing. Slowly he lifted his blood-caked muzzle and watched the stars fade, the sun rise in a murky sky. He did something he thought for a second would be the end of him: He sang.
In his cracked, hoarse voice he sang.[/size][/quote]
[size=50][i]*Carter is completely made up[/i][/size][/center]

[yuketsu]

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Thistlestar

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Copper Alchemist Coin

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Coin, Penny, Techy, anything similar

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Male

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Straight

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6 years old

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December 10

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Paris, France

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Sagittarius

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Snake

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Turqoise

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Yukio Hans Vorarlberna of Bleach

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Haughty - Copper believes that he's the most handsome and best guy in the world, and partially because he is rich and wealthy. He always lifts his head up and flips his hair over, as if he was so cool, but in reality, it's just plain annoying to everyone else. Though, he never listens to them and follows his own path.

Clever - As a young kia, he could always fix any problems on computers, such as viruses, connection problems, etc. He seems very techy and knows a lot more coding to the computer than anyone else. He can also figure out hard puzzles and riddles in an instant if you throw one at him. But this isn't always good though, he thinks he's such a know-it-all, and, it comes at a price.

Manipulative - It just seems that he can manipulate others into doing things for him. He is controlling, that way, and thinks it's so much fun. Copper manipulates people so that he can get them to do what he wants instead of him doing it by himself. Copper acts sweet and innocent on the outside, but inside, he's just laughing.

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Copper use to belong to a middle-classed family and lived humbly and thoughfully. His family would always donate money to the poor and always thought before they acted out. Copper's friend once had a virus on his computer and asked Copper to fix it, and in seconds, it was all done. Due to his natural outstanding tech skills, he was soon recognized and declared a prodigy. He became famous from then on, and received numerous scholarships for colleges and universities. Copper also received lots of money and his family became rich. They moved to a wealthy neighborhood and into a large modern house. Ever since than, Copper has changed a lot and money has become his main passion, forgetting his humble past.

[scullys]

Username:
Hello I'm MossheartKat! Pleased to meet you, and I hope my form intrigues you, as much as this girl intrigues me!
Name:
Her name is Hope, not to be lost, but is always hidden. Hope is something tucked away in her, for that the foolishness of others, won't expect the innocent.
Gender:
Hope is a female.
Personality Traits:
Hope is a bit of a wallflower, it is rare for anyone to go, "Hey, hope!" in public, at least when they are talking to her. No one necessarily notices her, and no one takes the time to.
She is a dreamer, she would be an achiever if she had the enthusiasm to, but she is just a dreamer.
Hope is a hopeless romantic. She spends the day dreaming of when her knight in shining armor would save her on his white horse, but then remembers that horses once became to cliche, and now people use cars.

[corviidae]

Possible reserve..<3

[Eternal.]

[Scrapheap]

Username:Maeo
Name:Terra
Gender: Male
Personality Traits: Sensible and down to earth terra is rational to a fault. He will get very frustrated when he cant figure something out though. He is very smart and many people look up to him for that. He neither welcomes it nor deflects it.

[cmichb]

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Name:
Gender:
Personality Traits: (You can just list a few traits, or write out a whole personality for this)

[Airplane]

Hey there, I'm Airplane! Well, not much else to say.

Okay. So I was looking through the Kiamaras, seeing if there
were any that i would want to try out for. You can probably guess
that I saw this Kia and went "whoa." The name "Bonnie" was
the first thing to pop into my head. I looked up the name and
found the meaning. It's a scottish name that means
"Beautiful and cheerful". Oddly fitting for what I had in mind for her,
right? I also just love the sound of the name. "Bonnie". It sounds so
innocent. It makes me think of flowers and the color gold, personally.

Female. This kia looks really feminine to me.
I think it might be the markings on the eyelids-
they remind me of eyeshadow and mascara.

Tough
A simple word. We've all heard it before. Bonnie
is one of those people who can sprain an ankle and
shake it off. Yeah, it may hurt, but she really hates
to show the amount of pain she's in. In some situations,
she almost completely ignores the pain.
Daring
Bonnie is never afraid to try something new.
Well... if they include bees, then no. However, Bonnie
is not afraid of what people will think of her and stands
up for herself, and others.
Impatient
Enough said. Waiting in lines isn't Bonnie's thing. If she
can budge people without them seeing, she will. Actually,
it doesn't matter if they can see her or not. She'll still
steal a spot in front of them in line!
Loyal
Bonnie can get a little over-attached to people. This
can be a good thing-if anyone messes with her friends, she'll
immediately come to their aid. However, she can be kind of
over protective of the people that she cares about. She can't
help it, she's just trying to keep them safe. You can always
count on her to be there to help.
Cheerful
A cheerful Kia indeed. Bonnie is very optimistic,
but is logical. She looks to the brighter side of things
unless it's obvious that the situation will end badly.
Bonnie will do whatever she can to cheer up her friends
or family, even if that requires her to embarrass herself!
Dauntless
Ah, one of my favorite words.
"Dauntless: To show fearlessness or bravery."
Bonnie would be the one to stand up to the bully.
The one to slay the dragon. The one to run back into
a burning building to save someone who's trapped.
She doesn't believe in pain. She's fearless-
If there are no escalators or bees.

Likes:
(no particular order)
violet
lime green
pencils with purple erasers
mint-flavored things
the internet
marching
candles
roller-coasters
riding her bike
moths
hawks
glass
water
fluffy things
nature
night time
going to the mall at night
pulling pranks
helping people
cherries

Dislikes:
(no particular order)
bright, bright red
sudden loud noises
glossy paper
unsanitary things
silence
being alone
bees
escalators
being on boats
waking up early
nose piercings
bullies
thugs
people who are arrogant
whining

Bonnie's got some... odd things going on her mind.
We all have odd quirks and obsessions, don't we??

Cherries
Just cherries. Bonnie has a total obsession with cherries.
Her bedspread has cherries on it, she likes to eat cherries,
she has cherry related everything.

Purple erasers
Yes. Purple erasers. On pencils, by themselves...
erasers, eraser caps, pencil erasers, eraser sticks...

Sleep-overs
Never. Invite. Her. To. A. Sleep-over. Ever.
When ever there's a large group of people (Or kias)
sleeping on the floor, Bonnie cannot resist the urge to:
-Wake them up
-poke them
-Walk over/jump over them
-"Whip cream" them
-Start a pillow fight.
She has some insomnia problems when she's sleeping
in a place she's not familiar with.

Annoying flight-attendants
She asks them weird questions, talks to them, over-all annoys them.
No one is really sure why...

A bit more in depth...

Age: 19, if she were human.
Sexuality: Straight.
Birthday: January 28.
Biggest fears: Escalators, bees, being alone.
Most said quote: "Just roll with it." or "Deal with it."
Health problems?: Allergic to bees.
Favorite animal: Luna Moth.
Favorite color: Violet purple.
Greatest achievement: Going sky-diving.
Hobbies?: Parkour, though she's not very good at it.
Favorite song: Higher- Taio Cruz
Favorite food: Cherries.
Favorite drink: Distilled Lime-water.

Word count: 707

[jcqll]

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This girl reminded me of both copper and chocolate/cocoa at the same
time, so I had to decide. But then I was pondering over her name and,
finally, my slow thinking brain thought, why not combine copper and
cocoa? So, her name, is Coppercoa.

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I've decided that she is a girl. Her coppery glowy hair just was too
feminine for me for her to be a male. "Never!" I announced to
myself. "That kia must be female! Mwah ha ha!"

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Coppercoa is an adventurous kiamara. She is creative, enthusiastic,
energetic, and athletic. It seems like she's always bouncing off the
walls, or wanting to race. Coa is able to do almost anything that
interests her. She has great kia skills, and knows exactly what a kia
wants to hear in a conversation. Coa lives life according to her inner
values and follows her passion, wherever it may lead her. She's excited
by new ideas, but bored with details, open-minded and flexible, and she
has a broad range of interests in abilities. Her favorite way to decide
something is through a race.

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Using terrier's eos, with permission.


Coppercoa ran up the hill to the oak tree that she and Eos always meet at when she comes to
Therivale. Cop just ate a huge breakfast, to keep staying power during the Marathon she was
going to be in later this morning.

"Eos! Hey, what's up with you?" Eos lives in the Big City, so she didn't visit her cousin often.

Eos turned around, yawning, and slightly shivering. She fumbled with the bracelet in her pocket.
''Hey Cop. I was just, well, I got you something for good luck.'' She said, licking her lips. She
took out a black leather bracelet with a silver rectangular bracelet with an X engraved to the side.

"Aw, Eos, you shouldn't have! Thank you. And I can't believe you still remember that anyways,"
said Coppercoa chuckling.

It when they were about four, playing on this same hill. They found some nice long sticks, and
it had rained recently, so they began to draw things in the mud. Eos drew a gigantic teddy bear
and said "It's for you, Cop!" But Eos couldn't even spell Cop, let alone Coppercoa! So she just
drew "for x". It's been an inside joke ever since then, and that's a really long time.

"I actually got you something too." Coppercoa grinned and dug her hand into the deep pocket
of her yoga pants, which were what she wore when she had to race, but it was cold. She revealed
a woven brown leather bracelet with blue, green, and purple painted clay beads. "It's a late
birthday present, since I couldn't be in the city for yours. Hope you liked it," she laughed. "Eos,
why are you so lazy? You should run in the marathon with me!"

Eos keened over and laughed. "Me- run? You're crazy! I can barely walk to the Marathon at the
highschool!" she said between laughs.

"I know." Some how, Cop laughed and sighed at the same time. "But a girl can wish, eh?"

Eos took a deep breath, smiling crookedly. She shrugged. "If you want to, be my guest, but
good lord . . . this walk is enough on me, but a marathon? No way." Eos told her, chuckling.

"Yeah, but if that walk doesn't hurry up, I won't be able to race in the Marathon!" They were
half way to Therivale High, the high school where cop lives. The high school has one of the
best track programs in the country, of which Cop was captain of, up until her senior year.

*BAANG!*

Just then, the girl heard a gunshot. And saw one. From the school!

"OMIGOD!" Then Cop ran. "Soo . . . talk to you later then?" said Eos as Cop ran, her legs
pumping.