[oriole]

name;; Estelle "Ellie" Carolina Lyre
gender;; Female
personality;; see section III

She simply adores Egg Painting.
When she was young, her family had a small farm in their backyard. They mainly raised chickens, to sell their eggs for money. On her 10th birthday, she was given a jars of paint, in the colors red, green, and purple.There where for snowy white eggs sitting on the counter, looking dull opposed to the bright and flashy colors of the balloons and decorations. Estelle had reached over, grabbed the eggs, and started to paint them, as most from-birth talented artist would do. Her father, the one that cared most about the money, yelled at her and made Estelle sleep outside for that night, to 'get the feel of what would happen if the eggs were all ruined'. Afterward, she found out about Easter, and in High School she volunteered to paint some plastic eggs for a children's' Easter Egg Hunt. Estelle enjoyed helping out by painting the eggs, so now it's a mini tradition for herself to volunteer. Many kiamaras buy her painted eggs as gifts for others.

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Polite, Kind, and Gentle are three traits that describe her well. In a nutshell, Estelle is not the outgoing type, but is always open to new friends. When she's in a knot, or a bad situation, often times Ellie may seem cold and unforgiving, but she hates holding grudges. She's very optimistic and hopes for the best whenever she sees someone sad. Many Kiamaras know her as creative, but the Kias that despise her call her Anti-Social. Which is, of course, not very true, but it seems that way because Estelle waits for friendship to come to her rather than finding it. She loves making other people happy, but sometimes is mentally clumsy and ends up ruining a relationship. If it were physical, the egg on her tail would've already been broken to peices. Ellie doesn't really like tomboys, because she thinks they are crude and violent. Although there are rare occasions when she becomes friends with one. Estelle couldn't harm a fly if it had tried to eat her. Many Kias enjoy her company, and love having her around.

[Rosiestar]

username;; Rosiestar
name;; Michiko 美智子 from Japanese 美 (mi) "beautiful", 智 (chi) "wisdom, intellect" and 子 (ko) "child"
gender;; female
what is this kiamara's favorite easter activity? explain;;
Making rabbit plushies <333
art of this kiamara enjoying above activity;;
WIP!

[Little Fish]

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Alstroemeria = aspiring
Amaryllis = dramatic
Anemone = fragile
Apple Blossom = promise
Aster = contentment
Azalea = abundance
Baby's Breath = festivity
Bachelor Button = anticipation
Begonia = deep thoughts
Black-Eyed Susan = encouragement
Camellia = graciousness
Carnation;
pink = gratitude
red = flashy
striped = refusal
white = remembrance
yellow = cheerful
Chrysanthemum;
bronze = excitement
white = truth
red = sharing
yellow = secret admirer

Cosmos = peaceful
Crocus = foresight
Daffodil = chivalry
Delphinium = boldness
Daisy = innocence
Freesia = spirited
Forget-Me-Not = remember me forever
Gardenia = joy
Geranium = comfort
Ginger = proud
Gladiolus = strength of character
Heather = solitude
Hibiscus = delicate beauty
Holly = domestic happiness
Hyacinth = sincerity
Hydrangea = perseverance
Iris = inspiration
Ivy = fidelity
Jasmine = grace and elegance
Larkspur = beautiful spirit

Lavender = distrust
Lilac = first love
Lily
Calla = regal
Casablanca = celebration
Day = enthusiasm
Stargazer = ambition
Lithuanians = calming
Magnolia = dignity
Marigold = desire for riches
Nasturtium = patriotism
Orange Blossom = fertility
Orchid = delicate beauty
Pansy = loving thoughts
Passion flower = passion
Peon = healing
Poppy = consolation
Queen Anne's Lace = delicate femininity
Ranunculus = radiant
Rhododendron = beware
Rose;
pink = friendship
red = passionate love
red & white = unity
white = purity
yellow = zealous

Snapdragon = presumptuous
Star of Bethlehem = hope
Stephanotis = good luck
Statice = success
Sunflower = adoration
Sweetpea = shyness
Tuberose = pleasure
Tulip;
pink = caring
purple = royalty
red = declaration of love
white = forgiveness
yellow = hopelessly in love
Violet = faithfulness
Wisteria = steadfast
Yarrow = good health
Zinnia = thoughts of friends

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Hello apple! You know me, fullmetalsouleater,
pretty well I assume. I am the owner of one sweet kiamara, Bread,
and I hope to add this baby to my family.
Thank you for considering me and happy reading!
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"Upon my head you ask? Why it is non other than an elegant Easter lily."


{ A L I S T A I R }
[Pronounced;; ae l ih s t uh r]
There is no specific reason to why I chose the name Alistair,
It just came to me when I was deciding names with a friend
of mine and I thought that this one, out of thirty-two, fit him the best.


Alistair (also Alasdair and variants) is a male given name.
Alasdair is the Scottish Gaelic spelling of the name,
in origin the Gaelic form of the name Alexander
(Greek Αλέξανδρος Alexandros).

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{ M A L E }
I choose to make this Kiamara a male because he simply
looks more masculine then feminine, I do understand his
color scheme screams 'I am a girl' but I just can not
see him that way.
Another reason I choose to make him a male was because
of all the other bunny Kiamara's being females,
though another bunny Kia was born and he just so
happens to be a male. ;D
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Alistair's favorite Easter activity is a simple activity many
enjoy but on a whole other level. Alistair adores egg painting,
but not the normal 'dip the egg in food coloring and there you go!'
No. You see Alistair loves to shape differently sized eggs out
of molding clay, heat the clay till it is hard enough to paint on,
paint the egg and give it a gloss coating. He only does this from
April to May and sells his many different designs for a price worth
their beauty. Alistair also does blown glass Easter eggs along with
sugar Easter eggs. He does the blown glass all year around
and the sugar eggs April to May.
The blown glass takes up more of his time then either of the
other activities and the sugar takes more time to do then the
glass egg painting. He is always very detailed with his works
and does not ever miss or leave out a detail. His precision is
that of an arrows man hitting the center eighty times in a row,
he takes great pride in his works and hopes to spread it
throughout the Kiamara community.
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"Not every beautiful flower is PeRfEcT"

{518 T O T A L~W O R D~C O U N T }

Sorry for going over by eighteen characters,
but I was under by 307 in his favorite Easter activity.

{Color Code;
Alistair
Rhone
Velveteen
Narrator}

Alistair was abandoned, at the age of five, because of his
unusually long ears and claws. A hat was placed upon his head
to conceal his ‘hideous’ ears and he was de-clawed for his
safety and others. His parents then left him in front of a
house and left him there.
Rhone chose to live the life of crime and found Alistair and
took him in as a student and accomplice.
They live in an abandoned warehouse two hours away from
the nearest city, Hycathyia. The two boys steal, drink, smoke,
lie, and commit other heinous crimes deemed improper for any
Kiamara in the community.


*A normal day for the boys*

“Rhone....Rhone wake up...”
*Crackle crackle*
“Rhone!”
“Huh…Wha…What’s that smell??”
“I set the building aflame and
now we have to get out of here, come on its
burning up quick!”
“Alistair...how the heck did you set our
whole freaking building on fire?!”
“I dropped my frigging cigarette.
I wasn't even done with the darn thing!”
“Who cares about the darn cigarette man!
My only freaking hideout....gone like last week’s pizza!”
“Just stop complaining and let’s get out
of here! I don’t want to get burnt again; I’ll end up
getting nastier out of place white spots like the one on my knee!”
“That was your fault too you know….”
“Yea…yea, whatever. I’m hungry,
lets steal something good like last night’s dinner.”
“I’m cool with that. Let’s also steal some clothes
while we’re at it. Mine are starting to stink and yours have a
bunch of holes in them.” *Snicker*
“Oh shut up and come on it’ll be high noon by
the time we make it to town.”

*Time lapse eleven years*

*Whispering*

“Hey Alistair did you get the jewelry too?”
“Yea man…let’s get out of here this place is
creeping me out, it’s too quite.”

*Gun cocking*

“What was tha-“

*Gunfire followed by slience*

“Alistair! Alistair! Alistair!”
“Shh Rh-Rhone. Ge-get out o-of here be-before they g-get you to…”
“But Alistair…”
*Sobbing*
“Go Rhone….p-please!”

*Paws hit the floor fleeing the scene*

“Oh heavens! It’s only a kid…are you ok little one??”
“Don’t….”

*Hacking….silence*

*Time lapse two hours*

‘Where am I? God my shoulder….wait…wasn't I just shot?!?
Ah heck, how am I gonna get out of this one…and where is my frigging hat!?’
“Oh good your awake little one,
I didn't know you were so young. If I did I wouldn't have shot you,
sorry about that by the way. Anyway I am Velveteen and your name is?”
“Where is my hat?? And it’s Alistair.”
“Nice to meet you, little Alistair.”
“I am not little.”
“You are to me young one. As for your hat well I threw it-“
“YOU WHAT??”
“Interrupting people is very rude.
Also you have nothing to hid, your ears are quite lovely.”
*Blush*
“Um…..uh”
“Would you like some food and a drink? Tea, maybe?”
“What’s tea?”
“Tea it is! I’ll make you a ham sandwich as well.”
“Thank you Vel!”
‘Did I just really say thank you….?’

After five years spent with Velveteen,
Alistair has grown into a kind, very respectful and lovable gentleman.
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HUGE thanks to Zombiepoodle for not only letting me
use both of her wonderful kias in my storry but also for the
a-ma-z-ing peice of art above <333 Thank you so much hun!!!

[slasher // twig]

username;; Twig
name;; Iyanna
gender;; Female
what is this kiamara's favorite easter activity? explain;; (word limit 500)
art of this kiamara enjoying above activity;; (limit 1 piece)
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[labradude]

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labradoodle.
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Jellybean, often called Bean or Bunn.
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__Jellybean's favorite springtime activity is releasing butterflies. Perhaps you have noticed that Easter can take place on various different days, from the beginning of March to the end of April, but as Jellybean grew up in a tropical climate, the date Easter fell on didn't matter much.
__As a family tradition, his mother and father would buy baby butterflies exactly one month before the holiday was to take place. It would take about three days to receive the tiny, wiggling caterpillars, and from there they would munch until going into coccoons. From a week before the holiday to the eve of it, they would hatch from their chrysalises. On Easter day, after the fun was held and the egg hunts were over, Bunn and his parents would bring the butterfly cage outside, open it, and watch as the young insects all fluttered away. If the Kiamara happened to get attached to one over the duration of time that he owned the butterflies, he might have followed it and watched it, and then run to his parents to update them on his miniature adventure.
__Despite being an adult, this guy is still thrilled by the memories and nostalgia of this event, and continues to do it to this very day. Every year, he tries to get a new species of butterfly, but his favorite kind has to be the infamous Monarch. The whole cycle of purchasing, raising, and letting the beautiful bugs go has taught Bunn all about them, from how they emerge into the world, to different breeds, and where they enjoy staying, what they love to eat, and much more. It also reminds him of how humans and Kiamaras alike can start out as vulnerable, pathetic creatures, and then eventually develop into beautiful beings through their personalities and lifetime experiences. A butterfly may not be able to see the stunning pattern on its own wings, but all others marvel at the sight of them.

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__Fooling Around~


__Butterfly~

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{ one animation, above ; and one story, right here. word count ; 250. }
__The young Kia's mouth stretched open to yawn, its tongue curling up. Bright back paws curled inwards as the toddler awoke, front legs stretching until they touched the bars of the crib in which the Kiamara slept in. A soft yellow blanket that had been draped over his body slid downwards, falling haphazardly onto the mattress. Two wide eyes blinked rapidly, observing their surroundings.
__"Ah, it seems he's awake!" Footsteps were heard, and soon a male and female figure were standing over the stall. "Good morning, Bunn," a female voice rang out, followed by a joyous giggle when the baby reached out to its parents.
__Jellybean was lifted out of the cradle and carried outside, where the tiny fellow hobbled his way over to a flower, plucked it from the ground, and took in a deep breath of pollen. Crossing his eyes to get a better view of the bud, his nose then wrinkled and a loud sneeze echoed through the air. Next, he waddled back to his parents, whimpering from the 'traumatizing' experience. Jellybean attempted to crawl into his mother's lap, but she gently nudged him off, taking a large netted cage off from the table and setting it down before the brightly colored child.
__"Ready?" She asked, then looked back at her adoring husband. Bean beamed, gurgling, and the woman unzipped the enclosure. Dozens of butterflies fluttered into the air, and the little boy reached up to grab one, but fell onto his side, giggling in delight.

All art & coding in the form was made by me, and belongs to me, other than the two flower gifs. ;w;<3

[BlueRocketMouse]

username;; Ditzy Derp
name;; Chamomile; sometimes goes by Maya
gender;; Female
what is this kiamara's favorite easter activity? explain;; Weaving Baskets (word limit 500)
art of this kiamara enjoying above activity;; (limit 1 piece)
extra;; (limit 1)

[lavender.]

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1. the most important and oldest festival of the Christian Church,
celebrating the resurrection of Christ and held (in the Western Church)
between 21 March and 25 April, on the first Sunday after the first full
moon following the northern spring equinox
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first one is the main piece by lavender.
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Rabbit has always enjoyed anything to do with Easter. It is her favorite holiday, after all. However, there has always been one activity that is near and dear to her heart – egg hunts. As a child, she adored going in search of the colourful eggs. She reveled in locating the small plastic spheres - she didn't care an awful lot about what was inside them (unless it was chocolate); she just loved the thrill of the hunt. When Bit went on an egg hunt, it was surely a sight to see. She would become so excited that she would wriggle and squirm as she waited to begin the hunt. She would literally prance around the area, scouring it for the pastel eggs. Once she spotted one, she would make a beeline for it, scoop it up, and place it gingerly in her basket She and her older sister Lola were an unstoppable team when it came to the hunts. They would team up and comb the area for as many eggs as they could, then split their findings afterward and share whatever they held. Of course, Rabbit (more commonly known as Bit) ate as much chocolate as she could when her sister couldn't see. As Bit got older, she and Lola realized they were being selfish by taking most if not all the eggs for themselves, and began to help others find the eggs, especially the younger children. When they were both too big to participate in the egg hunts, they started a new hobby together – putting together egg hunts for children. First, Lola and Bit would fill the eggs with assorted candies (while Bit took some for herself as they did so), and then together they placed the eggs around the area. Bit absolutely loved hiding the eggs in as many creative ways as she could think of: in birdhouses, in flowerbeds, behind rocks, and several other ways. When the children raced around and looked for the eggs, it made Bit happy to see them enjoying the effort she and her sister put into the event as she had when she was little. They hold one big hunt every year the week before Easter and invite kids from all over to join in the fun.

coding by the wonderful Ａｕｔｕｍｎ Ｆｒｏｓｔ.

[Tatzel]

flings sef at Zresresres mg typos I dint ebeb care

[Southern sweetie]

username;;
name;;
gender;;
what is this kiamara's favorite easter activity? explain;; (word limit 500)
art of this kiamara enjoying above activity;; (limit 1 piece)
extra;; (limit 1)

Reserved ;w;

[Luxspur]

dropping out, sorry!