[sheepsorrel]

Ｃａｍｉｌｌｅ
ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｅｎｄ ｏｆ ｔｉｍｅ

◤ ................................................................. ◥
main art
◣ ................................................................. ◢

Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars

art
art
art
art

art
art
art
art

name :: this lovely kiamaras name is camille. i thought it was a very pretty name for a very pretty kiamara.
extras? (1/2) :: yes, I will be doing extras. a poem by her and a name poem c:



art here

ＳＰＲＩＮＧＹ
(ｇｒｅａｔ ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ)

camilles favorite weather is springy, or good, weather. not because she was born in it, but because she loves the flowers, the breezes, and the sun. one day she went out in the winter and saw a rainbow. she looked down and saw grass. there weren't flowers, as magic wasn't real-but she saw the other things and realized the thin layer of snow there was had melted overnight. from then on, she loved the weather and thought it was lucky. from then on she never criticized heat or anything like heat. she never got mad when she tripped over grass, and she never thought badly of summer or spring.

Ａ ＰＯＥＭ
the sun shines down
the winter frowns
the summer sings
the spring agrees
the autumn sways
suns bright with grace
and thats how this stuff came to be


ＳＥＶＥＮ ＳＭＡＬＬ ＴＨＩＮＧＳ

Crazy
Adorable
Memorable
Imaginitive
Lucky
Light-hearted
Enthusiastic

[Pi.]

Such a pretty kia, possible reserve nan

[necromxncer]

RESERVED WITH THE NAME LEILA!!! <3
#2B2F30
#4F4F4F
#949494
#278DF1
#2AC7CE
#59E6B1

╭------------------╮
✘ ✘ ✘ ✘
✘ ✘ ✘
╰------------------╯

"ι вelιeve tнιѕ ιѕ cнecĸмate, мy dear."

WIP IMAGE AND FORM <3

Username: PureCrazy

♟ "My name is Leila, and only Leila to all, even those closest to me. My name has a couple meanings, but they are bother pretty fitting. One is Night Beauty, and the other is Dark-haired beauty. They fit for many different reasons. Despite such a short name, I do have nicknames, or titles, of a sort. I'm known as the 'Butei of the Night', the 'Checkmate Butei', as well as 'the Triplette' due to my weapons. Two guns and a long Sword. I'm pleased to makw your acquaintance."

♟ "Hmm, I guess it's not impossible to mistake my gender for male, as I am skilled beyond most female Butei. It's less to find a female S-rank Butei, but I am one of the uncommons. So, if you haven't caught on yet, I am indeed a female, and would rather not be mistake for a male. Thank you."

[center][img]ICON?![/img]

╔════════════════════════════════╗
Butei Charter

Butei Charter Article Section 1
Trust your friends.
Help them when they need it.

Butei Charter Article Section 2
You must always follow your
contract

Butei Charter Article Section 3
You must become stronger. But
above all, you must support justice.

Butei Charter Article Section 4
A Butei must learn to become
independent. You can not help
him if he /she does not request it.

Butei Charter Article Section 5
Be as fast as a gust of wind.
Butei must win in one blow.

Butei Charter Article Section 6
Reflect by yourself, act by yourself.

Butei Charter Article Section 7
Be ready with pessimism. Act
with optimism.

Butei Charter Article Section 8
Your mission must be resolved
completely.

Butei Charter Article Section 9
Spread to all corners of the world.
Cooperate with others without
distinction for nationality or ethnicity.
Butei are not allowed to kill people.

Butei Charter Article Section 10
Do not give up. Butei must not
give up for any reason.
╚════════════════════════════════╝

♟ "You know that calm before a storm? Well, I do too, but in more ways than just weather. I also know the turrets of cleansing droplets that follow that calm, the mass chaos of pattering and slapping. The pandemonium is my favourite part. I love when the sky lets all it's tears go and cries to the Earth all his sorrows and woes. However, when it happens during the day, it's much too bright and boring. The sky a dull, lifeless grey, and it makes the pretty days so dismal. No, no, it's only beautiful at night. The street lamps faded by the screens of water, the sidewalks flushed with clear tears, windows of stores being cleaned by nature. You cannot see the ugly grey during the night rain. You see the dark mystery of your surroundings and the heated cries of the Rain all around you. The night time storm is indeed the best weather in the world. It's calming, and romantic. It's pure, and cleansing. I feel so much sorrow when the rain finally passes and the sun rises, leaving the grey clouds and messy puddles in it's wake. The cool embrace of the night time tears, I shall miss you, until we meet again."
"The Butei Charter States..."

FIVE HUNDRED WORDS ONLY

[img]ART%20ART%20ART%20ART%20HERE%20[/img]

╔═════════════════════════════╗

Pretty Pictures

♟ [url=IMAGE URL HERE]Image name here[/url] - By ____
♟ [url=IMAGE URL HERE]Image name here[/url] - By ____
♟ [url=IMAGE URL HERE]Image name here[/url] - By ____
♟ [url=IMAGE URL HERE]Image name here[/url] - By ____

╚═════════════════════════════╝

════════════════♟═══════════════
EXTRA 2

EXTRASSSSS [/color]
════════════════♟═══════════════

[/code][/size]
Butei Charter

[christine,]

form will be submitted closer to the end date <3
Res with the name Lorelei

[Tempest Rain]

Erp, nvm

I don't have the time right now to dedicate to another form, but i'll be stalking this kiamara for sure

Goodluck Apple and the guest judges

[howling dog]

Possible reserve... c;

[rottenmutt]

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★

★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★
★

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬



Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ✴
S y k e s

Ｎａｍｅ✴
Talini "snow angels" (Inuit).

Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ✴
None.


Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ ｗｅａｔｈｅｒ✴
A winter storm. When the powdery snow falls to the ground.

Ｗｈｙ✴
She loves to watch the clouds, get darker and darker. While a slimmer of white hides across the sky, a fading memory of the sun light. She likes to stare out at the open sky, with snow falling down all around her. It swirls around her, as the pretty colors of winter surround her. Its very enjoyable and relaxing to her. Even in her worst of times. She loves the way snow dances around her body. It stuns her, amazes her. Nothing could tell her different about the way a snow storm feels.The cold may a bit harsh, and give her a little cold herself. But its worth it, she loves to walk outside, and she spins around in the stunning snow. As it falls down on her. Its on of her favorites. She loves the sense of it. The chill down her spine, and the shiver that rushes through her veins. She couldn't bare herself if she could never see snow again. As it falls to the ground, the grass turning white as it layers on top of it. She loves to stick her tongue out, and taste the snowflakes. Everything about the snow makes her happy. It changes her mood instantly, from a grump to happy. It is something that amazes others. She just couldn't pick her favorite thing about snow at all.
She will never forget her first snow. When she woke up in the morning, just a little kid. Leaving her home quickly to go stretch and play outside. Her parents awake, smiling at her knowing this would be her first time seeing the snow. She sprinted out of the den, as always. The forest covered in white. She was in awe, at the beauty. As snow still fell down from the grey, white sky it fell on top of her. Her fur having a white tint to it. As the snow left a small layer on her fur. She ran inside to her parents to tell them, but of course they already knew. She was ever so ecstatic, overwhelmed with joy. You wouldn't think a kid would appreciate this. But she did, and always will love her first snow.
So, she loves winter, the cold air, and the chills down your spine. She lives in a very cold area, so she can enjoy snow, and the cold all year round. She does loath the summer, and the sunshine. Because it melts away the beautiful scenery. Its transparent, and clear what her favorite weather is overall of the possible weather.

Word count; Four hundred and twenty five words. -425-

Ｅｘｔｒａ 1 ;; Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ✴

Talini is pretty kicked back and relaxed. It’s a rare occurrence for her to get angry with others around her, unless you disagree with something she is passionate about. She’s very faithful towards her friends and family, which is demonstrated as a deep loyalty towards those she cares about. She will never do anything behind their backs, as she expects them to be trustworthy and tries to be so herself. Sometimes Talini can act very careless and absent minded though, particularly when she finds herself distracted by her vivid imagination. It is this vivid imagination that creates the best pictures though, and although she may sometimes space out a bit, her photographs always come out looking stunning. Despite the undying loyalty she shows towards her loved ones, she does have one heck of an attitude. She is certainly not above getting smart and sassy with others, especially if provoked into it. But to say that she is social would be the complete opposite. Most of the time, she talks to herself and not others. She finds her own company to be so much more understanding than those around her, and she will often act out while in the company of others. She shows herself as a flirt, but its just to deceive you, in order to cover up her jealousy of everyone around her. She gets jealous very easily, and often finds herself wishing she was as beautiful as they are, when in reality she has nothing to be jealous of. This is why she tries so hard to keep herself clean, and avoid bullies as much as possible. She couldn't bear to damage her appearance, particularly with her being so self-conscious already. But she would never let this get out, as that would be rude and attention-seeking in her eyes, and with being very courteous, this is not among her goals. Though with this courteousness, she also has a lot of resent. Sometimes she just feels that she is too nice for her own good, and can react by being bitter, and even a bit rude if she is rubbed the wrong way. But, for all her flaws she is very understanding of others. Going through a hard time? She’s the one to talk to about it. By no means the brightest out there, particularly as she would identify herself as a humble young Kiamara, she will admit that she is highly intelligent and therefore cleverly witty, and although she does not do it very often, she can use this to her advantage. Getting her way all the time isn’t very fun, but on occasions she will turn up the charm, and can be very manipulative. So watch out if she’s in the mood for trickery because this greedy little Kiamara can be stubborn as a mule if she wants to be.

Word count; Four hundred and seventy four -474-

Ｅｘｔｒａ 2 ;; Ｈｏｗ ｓｈｅ ｓｅｅｓ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ✴
Talini sees the world a bit different. She finds it beautiful in some ways, and some ways a cruel, hostile place to live. She enjoys the world, because of the beauty of nature.. But in a way she hates it. Due to the bullies, and hateful people on this earth. She despises them, and thinks its ridiculous. She is super spiteful because of it. She was bullied, a few times. And unless your bullied, you don't understand the pain, the hurt. Its miserable life to live. But other then that, if you look at it her way, and really think about it you might agree with her in a way or two, she does have a valid point. Or so she thinks so..
She thinks that this world is a bad place to live. Everybody is fighting, everybody is at war with each other. Its a harsh place to live in. Its actually terrible for her. Despite her personality traits, she would love peace in the world. For everybody to get along. Some people just fight, some live to die, and some just give up on everything. And Talini absolutely hates it. She wants others to achieve their goals, and to live happily and enjoy life. While we get along and no longer fight with one another. She just wishes for everybody to stop it. Get along, and just stop all of this nonsense. Thinking the world she make a change, but nobody would never listen to her. She isn't that important.. Talinijust hopes one day that everything goes well and everybody gets together in peace and harmony.

Word count; Two hundred and sixty nine words-269-

Ａｌｂｕｍ✴
By Mo-mo<3

Beauty in the snow, By firefly.

What do you want kid? By the Lost Soul

Feeling a little jealous.. by the lost soul.

Elegance.. By The Lost Soul

Feel the wind in your hair, by Polaris.

★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Coding by Galaxy Cat ;;

[kittu]

"ｗｈａｔ ｉｓ ｌｉｆｅ
ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ ａ ｂｉｔ
ｏｆ "ＣＨＡＮＣＥ"

username;;
The Blu Kittu
name;;
Chane
art;;
[x]
▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼▼
favorite weather;;
✘Ｔｈｅ ｆｏｇ ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｒａｉｎ ｄｏ ｎｏｔｈｉｎｇ
ｔｏｓｔｏｐ ａ ｗａｎｄｅｒｉｎｇ ｓｏｕｌ✘
The weather Chane favors most is those in which she can disguise her
coat, which means those of the fog and the rain. She's never especially
enjoyed her travels within the sun's reach, as its rays eventually make
you sweat and pant, leading to a considerable larger amount of stops.
For her, the more land covered means more knowledge of the world
and its secrets, and to do that the weather must agree and give her
the wet and concealing pieces she needs. So now, in a simpler part,
Chane's favorite weather types are the fog and the rain, which give
better conditions for her traveling and mischief.
▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲▲

[The One & Only Vapor]

username ;; The One & Only Vapor

name ;; Lurruna- meaning "vapor". Yes. I know. It is
part of my username. That is not without reason-
I am very, very dearly connected to this girl, and
her name being personalized to me makes her even
more special in my eyes. Plus, it corresponds quite
well with her blue, wavy theme.

personality ;; unnoticeable * reserved * quiet *
perceptive * peaceful
Lurruna is a very quiet, easygoing Kiamara. It's
very hard to distinguish her from a crowd- she's
learned the talent of blending in, becoming just
one of many, one in a hundred. She is very reserved,
not revealing much of herself to any Kiamara
unless utterly necessary. Tending to be very quiet,
Rune does not like to speak and in fact is more
contemplative, nearly mute. She notices many
small details that others wouldn't spot, wouldn't
care about, honestly. However, she considers
everything to be important- every tiny speck
deserves a thorough inspection. Finally, Runa
is a peaceful gal; she doesn't like holding grudges
and cannot stay mad at anyone for more than
a few hours.

art ;; Stay Away by ZombiePoodle
Nothing to Hide by hawaiianbabidoll
Daydreaming by hawaiianbabidoll
Darkness I Fear by Crazyclaw+
favorite weather ;; Lurruna's favorite weather is
just like the weather of
the image you see at right- a day where the clouds
are thick, the sun thoroughly blocked out by a
blanket of gray. The air is cool, tinted with the
damp chill of rain, and the only real warmth
comes from when a chance ray of sun strikes
through the cloud layer.
why ;; Rune prefers this weather because the sight
of the sun reminds her of an awful day- a day
when she lost her love, the thing that used to
be most important to her. It was a brilliantly
sunny day, warm and full of cheer and light.
Rune tries not to remember it anymore,
because of his dreadful fall...she remembers
the two of them, sitting on the little crest
of rock, that rusty orange overhang...his
side suddenly crumbling, her trying to hold
on, their fingers slipping apart until they lost
their hold on one another, he tumbling down,
down, ever down...from that time on, she
has hated, even feared, the sunlight. From
the spark of that creeping, dreadful fear,
a flaming passion for dark gray skies sprung
up, and now Rune is nearly always living her
life in darkness.
It also has a different meaning for Lurruna-
she has a severe fear of her own memories,
which is quite unfortunate as she actually
has photographic memory. The dark gray haze
of clouds and mist helps her to forget, to
bury her memory in deep shadow. It also
helps her disguise herself...from herself.
Her fear of memory is in a way connected to
a fear of herself, and losing her memory
to the isolation of clouds helps her forget
who she is, was, and used to be.

likes / dislikes ;;

✘ Sunlight...of any kind.
✘ Socializing with other Kiamaras-
most other species, however, are fine.
✘
✘
✘
✘
✘
✘
✘
✘

✔ [limit 500 words]
✔ Most waterfowl- herons, cranes,
even swans and some ducks.
✔
✔
✔
✔
✔
✔
✔
✔

favorites ;; color ;; A very pale blue-grey, like the dawn sky.
food ;; No specific food, though the
taste of herbs such as basil, oregano and
parsley are particularly delectable.
drink ;; River water, clear and fresh.
number ;; 15
animal ;; The orca whale.
movie ;; Where The Red Fern Grows
accessory ;; Lurruna prefers leaving herself unaccessorized, though the
occasional ring or slim silver-and-turquoise bracelet will do nicely.
least favorites ;; color ;; Bright, angry colors; red, orange, lemon yellow.
food ;; Any overly spicy tastes, or anything
fatty.
drink ;; Coke. She can't stand the artificial
taste.
number ;; She doesn't really have one.
animal ;; A slug, or wasps/bees/hornets.
movie ;; Any romance movies.
accessory ;; Basically any other accessory.
phobias ;; Aichmophobia- Fear of needles or pointed objects.
Altophobia- Fear of heights.
Haphephobia- Fear of being touched.
Amnesiphobia- Fear of amnesia.
Heliophobia- Fear of the sun.
Mnemophobia- Fear of memories.
Thermophobia- fear of excessive or overpowering heat.

[Shaynn]

● u s e r n a m e

I'm Tygress! I have been stalking and trying for kiamaras since just before their anniversary, and am excited that they are remaining open so that I still have a chance to make one my own.

● n a m e

Sigrid, meaning "victory" and "beautiful, fair"

● p e r s o n a l i t y

I am glad there is a word limit and displeased at the same time, However I'm sure you'll be happy because it totally prevented me from going overboard! Read below, and I hope you can imagine Sigrid just as vividly as I can!

● w e a t h e r

Sigrid's favourite weather is located just below her personality.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ● a n t i s o c i a l ● -------------------------------------------

Sigrid completely shuns all other kiamaras. She despises company from others with a passion, loathing the sound, sight and even scent of others! Oh yes, she contains her contempt when in contact with others, but if it gets prolonged, she might explode! Sigrid believes that even the quietest of other kiamaras would completely shatter her tranquility and peace. Sigrid prefers the company of books over the company of other kiamaras to such an extent that she avoids all cities, and remains at home in her study most of the day.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ● s e r e n e ● -------------------------------------------

When it comes to peace, Sigrid is your lady. She is always quiet, barely ever taking part in conversation. She loves to relax and enjoy nature and books, often reading outdoors with the only sound being singing birds or a trickling river. Sigrid hates noise and pointless arguments and conflict. She is almost never frazzled or stressed, saying it is pointless and simple makes you age at a faster rate.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ● e r u d i t e ● -------------------------------------------

Sigrid is very intellect-orientated. She believes in a good person being studious and intelligent. She has no respect for those who do not enjoy learning and holds high reverence for teachers, philosophers and any other scholarly occupations or hobbies. She spends much of her own time learning from books, museums and galleries, taking much interest in art, history and weather.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ● p e r s i s t e n t ● -------------------------------------------

Sigrid is firmly set in her beliefs and no amount of persistence could lead to you winning and argument with her. Sigrid is extremely against pointless arguments but is more than happy to participate in scholarly debates and arguments, or witness them. She actually adores one who can make a good argument with her by supplying evidence and thought-provoking ideas.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ● v a g u e ● -------------------------------------------

Although Sigrid is intelligent and wise, she has a habit of speaking in riddle-like sentences that leave her partner confused. She never gives a straight answer and can often called cryptic. Sigrid often annoys her conversational partner by this, but attempts to keep it hidden during interesting debates so as to not discourage her argument-partner to leave and for other scholars to not debate with her.

Sigrid has always had a passion for rain. No, not for storms! For rain. Just simple, gentle rain. Most call her crazy, saying that sunny days are better than rainy ones. What's Sigrid's reply? "Everyone has their own passions. Yours may be the sun, mine lies in the water bestowed on us from above." Sigrid has many reasons for her love of rain. She loves the three S's. What are the three S's? Continue to find out!

------------------------------------------- ● s i g h t ● --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sigrid just loves the sight of rain. She loves the pale grey skies and the puddles forming on the ground. She loves her reflection in the water that cascades magnificently from the sky. Most of all, Sigrid is enthralled by the wall of gentle droplets falling from the sky. She's always adored them from many different angles, and never lost interest staring at the rain for the entire duration of the shower.

------------------------------------------- ● s o u n d ● --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

If you dare interrupt Sigrid's enjoyment of the droplets landing on the roof, you'd better run! Sigrid takes nothing more seriously than the sound of the rain. She always lies on the couch, just listening to the droplets landing on the roof. Sometimes she'll also go outside, under the porch and listen to the rain splatter in puddles.

------------------------------------------- ● s c e n t ● --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Sigrid loves the crisp, clear scent of rain. She just can never get enough of it. She loves how the air smells after a shower, during a shower and before a shower. She can just let the air flow into her lungs, taking breaths you wouldn't believe physically possible, just enjoy the tranquility and the fresh air available to her.

Perhaps you are confused... Most are. What are Sigrid's jars? Well this is what Sigrid said to the first person who asked: "They hold my air." Yup, that person immediately walked away, mumbling about the "crazy lady". So... they hold air? Yes, yes they do! Sigrid collects air! No, I bet you're thinking that first, "Who collects air?" and second, "How can you collect air?!" Basically, in her cottage, Sigrid has a room dedicated specifically to glass jars. If you open the room it is much like a closet, but a little window sheds natural light into the rows and rows of jars on shelves on walls. Each jar has a white label, with a date and title. Each of these jars contains air. Sigrid collects the air on special occasions or just days that she would like to remember. She is carrying on the tradition from her grandfather, who was also thought to be crazy. She has a single jar from him. The day she was born. She cherishes it above all else. She has never opened it, due to the fact that the air would be lost. But she has opened one other jar from her grandfather, which she opened, and therefore no longer has. The date her mother was born. Sigrid opened it, young and curious at the time (being only eight), and lost the air. However, she got the scent in the air of a hot summer day, with a tang of beach in it, almost allowing her to imagine the waves on the seashore. She never opened hers, but her grandfather told her, before he died, that it was the stormiest day he had ever seen.

[ ● ] - By SilverSamurai

[ ● ] - By myself (item ref; credit for lines and such, of course, go to you)

[ ● ] - By Sirenatie

[ ● ] - By Sirenatie

[ ● ] - By hdmwolf