[Chimericect]

Username; Soulfirewolf
Name; Semira (goes by Mira and/or Myra)
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Semira is on and off with her brother, as most siblings are. They get into their fights- no matter what it's about- but can sometimes be long lasting. Since Semira is one to hold grudges, it's up to her brother to make the first move, which obviously doesn't seem to happen. Eventually the two make up, they're siblings. He is all Mira has, and she loves him deeply. She would be extremely devastated if something happened to him and she wouldn't be able to live with herself. She loves him more than her scarves, because unlike scarves her brother can help her in situations that she can't seem to get out of. She has this one scarf that she is almost always wearing that reminds her of her brother, especially if she's traveling far distances.

Now, like most younger siblings she is extremely nosy, always poking her nose into his business- especially if he tells her not to. Semira can't just leave him alone, she always wants to know where he is and what he's doing, sometimes just for someone to talk to. She loves to cause trouble, especially when he is near. She can be very mature around him, but that's highly unlikely, especially if it's just the two of them. She trusts her brother with all of her heart, willingly telling him about anything that troubles her, even if he doesn't seem to care or isn't listening she feels like she could trust him.

Her brother is the only kiamara that has seen the real Semira, or Semira the great adventurer. Mira never shows her spunky self unless her brother is around, as she feels he is the only one to accept her in the world. The only think she has, she sees him as her best friend. Mira will always be there for her brother, even if he won't be there for her.
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Kaizoku


Soterasiel Narcariel Mihr
Soterasiel is an angel name, whose name means "who stirs up the fire of God."
Narcariel and Mihr are also both angel names.



Soterasiel always wears an innocent smile when talking to her brother - one of kindness. However, the words she speaks to him do not match her expression in the slightest. Although her smile may be one of warmth, her speech and tone are often as cold as ice. To strangers, she appears to get on perfectly fine with her brother - this isn't the workings of reality, though. Soterasiel is secretly full of bitterness and jealously towards him.

Back when she was younger, her relationship was picture perfect with him. They got on quite well, with little squabbles in between, but nothing serious had ever severed their relationship. As she grew older, Soterasiel began to notice changes in life - she began to see the subtle unfairness that leaked through the holes in society, and watched as it seeped through and slowly destroyed relationships that were previously as strong as concrete. This confused her - how could one begin to hate someone they loved? How could people who stuck by each other through thick and thin deserve different things? The concept was new to her, and she decided that she would not let that happen to her and her brother.

After she was aware of this concept, she began to understand everything. She started to get jealous when her brother had a special skill she didn’t, she got bitter towards him when he got whatever he pleased, and she got angry when he spoke his opinion higher than hers. Soterasiel’s view of her brother was a ball of greed, and from that greed formed her jealously. Holes began forming in the foundations of their relationship, the unfairness was trickling in. She hated it. She hated him. She could barely look at him. But she never told him what she thought – she tried not to show it – because it was unlike her. Soterasiel’s pure image of her brother was tainted – but nobody could know that – only she could. But her attempts to conceal what she felt from her speech was fruitless, and to this day, she struggles to say anything nice to her brother.


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[monty]

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☛Ｎａｍｅ➜ Sylvester Ajax Meadows

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☛Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐ➜ What can I say? The two could fit in nice and snug with the expression "two peas in a pod". The two are inseparable. The pair were distant with their parents who never seemed to have any time for them. Not that Sylvester could complain, seeing as her brother could captivate her easily.

Since she felt plagued with such a masculine name, Sylvester often spent her childhood days amusing herself during recess, longing to play with the other kiamaras but too afraid of what they'll think of her name. That all changed with her brother.

"Hm... Sylvie maybe?" Sylvester's poor brother had spent the last hour slavishly pondering through many different nick names to try to ease Sylvester's anxieties over her name. As per usual, this name brought nothing but a bored look to Sylvester's eyes and a half hearted shake of the head.

"... I don't understand why you don't go by Meadow, it's such a pretty name," He sighed, renaming the stubborn Kia would be hard, this he already knew, but this was on a whole different ball park.

"Meadow is such a boring name! Why would I want to be named after some dumb field with some dumb flowers and some dumb grass," The younger kia pouted in frustration, her already-run-down-lack-of patience diminishing.

"You are so difficult..."

An hour passed. Nothing.

An hour and a half passed. Nothing.

Then they finally hit gold.

"I got it! Sam!"

"Sam? Where did you get Sam from?" Sylvester cocked her head to the side.

"Your initials of course, what else? Sylvester Ajax Meadows," He let out an exasperated sigh of relief and continued, "So..?"

"Sam... I like Sam."

However, Sylvester, or Sam, could never obtain enough courage to start making friends at her schools. Not necessarily from a lack of courage, more out of habit. Despite the name her brother had so lovingly slaved away creating for her. Sylvester didn't really want it to be a public thing... She wanted only her favorite kia in the world, her dear brother, to call her Sam. It just didn't sound right from any other mouth.


Now, it wasn't exactly all fun and games. They didn't have the picture perfect sibling relationship. Of course Sylvester always enraged when her brother stepped on one of her many scarves that was laid out on the floor, sometimes going as far as to throw food at him. She would follow him while he was hanging out with friends which would agitate him or they just needed a break from each other once in a while. However, Sylvester could always rely on her brother to hide with in the middle of the night, around 1 or 2, the early stages of dreaming, whenever a night terror awoke her. She never could recall what scared her, but the comforting warmth of her brother always seemed to drive the terror-filled feelings away.

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[FoxerOwl]

username ;;

FoxerOwl

name ;;

Adella

relationship with Ezra ;;

A Kiamara is humming, finishing the stitches on a new, pink scarf when she sees you. "Oh, hi! My name is Adella, and I guess I'm here for an interview about me and Ezra's relationship?" She cocked her head to the side before continuing.

"My brother and I are really close. At least, I think we are!" Adella smiles as she continues, "I look up to him, I admire him. As a little sister, you would assume he's protective over me, but actually, I'm protective of him!" She smiled but her eyes lacked the shine they had moments ago. "However..." she frowned and suddenly became forlorn, "I envy him. I envy him so greatly it's not even funny." Adella became dead serious as words poured from her mouth. "I envy him because he is a criminal. May sound funny really, but I do. He gets to have the rush, the adrenaline, the fun of running from cops, while I am cooped up in my sewing room trying to squeeze by another month." She sighed and was silent for a few minutes. Suddenly, she said, "Well! I do love my sewing room, and I like sewing plushies and scarves and such, so it isn't that bad!" She smiled but was again reminded of her envious attitude towards her brother...

"Oh? You want to know more about how I envy Ezra?" Adella, as soon as she said the words, chuckled faintly. "Ha, that sounded funny." She chuckled once more and continued on. "I also envy him because he is not as plain as I am. He has the design, the faint specks of color, and he has better hair than me!" She frowned in more of a sibling-type envy than before. "I was so jealous and upset about this, that he gave me one of his feathers, which I am eternally grateful for. It reminds me of Ezra when he is away, and reminds me I am not so plain as I thought I was. I also knitted this scarf," Adella than grabbed a handful of her pink scarf to demonstrate, "to seem even more like him. I wear it almost all the time, but I do have other scarves! Check my back room, it's chock full of scarves!" Adella grinned, jumped out of her seat, and went to the back room. "Scarves, scarves, scarves!"

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[DelightfulMelon]

username;;
name;;
relationship with brother;; (limit 400 words)

Woah, beautiful

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Relationship with brother: Despite being dark and a bit quiet, Rook loves her brother with all her heart. He has been her person to turn to after having a bad day or getting picked on. Rook will freely start conversations with him, and will happily blab on and on for hours. Whereas with others... Not so much. In other words, Rook's brother is her best friend and always will be in her eyes.
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[Beatnik]

username;; Beatnik
name;; Natalie
relationship with brother;; (limit 400 words)
"No offense, brother, but my scarf and I aren't your biggest fan either," Natalie huffed after he made a smart remark about her scarf. The guy was such a huge jerk about her choices and she personally though he could shove a polished olive branch up where the sun doesn't shine. Natalie couldn't go anywhere with him without him telling her that she needed to wear something other than a scarf. It was the same when she was watching tv! She'd be watching one of her favorite shows, and, speak of the devil, here he comes! "You're watching that?" Oh she wanted to punch him in the face half of the time. Scratch that, most of the time! Natalie had come into the habit of taking deep breaths and counting to ten just to hold herself back. Thankfully her brother wasn't a complete jerk all of the time. Sometimes he could be nice enough to her, and they would get along just fine. However, even if they could get along, it was very rare. The guy never gave her a break in her life; this also included her taste in music: Natalie loves classical rock, even goofing off and dancing to them when she thinks nobody is watching. He criticizes her and teases her for it, and all Natalie can do is hold her breath, block him out with the music, and prey to God that he will just shut his trap for once. Even with their long arguments consumed with constant nagging and bickering, he could be sweet to her. When he saw that she really needed help, he'd disguise his help with being a jerk, but it was still noticed. For the most part though, she's teased in front of his friends, bullied for anything that she shows a mere interest in, and burying her face in her scarf for every time that he felt like black mailing her as well as getting her flustered all at the same time.

[P0RTLAND]

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this little gal's name is zabani.
i am actually not confident if
zabani is a real name, as it
just came to me as i was
looking at her design! and
now after thinking about it
for a while, zabani seems
like a name that would fit
this gal quite perfectly.

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hello there! im serlalklller,
but you can just call me kudos
or hunter. i'll be the one trying
out for this kia, of course!
i really hope you enjoy my
form, i want it to look
simple, yet express a lot.
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zabani wasn't always a quirky young adult, she had a childhood, and that childhood is one she shared with her big brother, thats one of the reasons she looks back on those memories and smiles. He's one of those brothers who will come home and lift her up and put her on his shoulders, he's the one who will find out why she's crying, and give her icecream, he's the one who will wash her scarf in the sink when it gets dirty because it's too fragile for the washing machine. he'll go and find the kias who bully his little sister, he's one of those brothers. well, when they were younger. years and years, they were as close as two peas in a pod, but slowly that pod started to fall apart, pieces of them falling out and drifting away. there isnt any reason for that, they just grew up. they try to stay close, but it just isnt the same anymore. zabani's big brother tries to play with her, often forgetting how special her scarf is; he gave it to her, and maybe knocking it off her neck, not in harm, but playfully, and she would get sad and wonder who he is anymore. they grew up, and though it's a beautiful thing, it can also ruin the beauty of young minds. [224 word ct.]
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[The Lost soul]

username;; The Lost soul
name;; Mary Ann
relationship with brother;;
Being a simple girl, she's always been less of a sight than her brother. Sibling rivalry was influenced mainly by jealousy and Mary ann constantly pushing to get noticed. She feels a bit less than her brother by being so plain, so she has to be better than him in everything she can. While she is a bit bitter about him being better looking, she loves her brother(though she won't admit it) and sometimes, in times of peace, she'll share a bit of sibling love for her brother.

With her constant competitive streak, she sometimes gets rather frustrated and aggressive if she can't beat her brother in it. She may be the younger of the bunch, but she grew up a lot faster and strives to be superb in everything. She'll rub it in his face and sometimes like to antagonize and harass him about it, being a bit of a show-off. With her nature, she also pouts a lot if she doesn't win or ends up less than him. In these times she'll be extra mean to him, shoving the blame on him regardless if it's really his fault.

In it all, she's not the best sibling ever, but she does have her moments where she shines through...