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[Shadowdannie]

Username;;
Shadowdannie

Mako Name;;
Cyne (pronounced sin)

Mako Gender;;
male

What's their story (Backstory/history/ect);;
History: (written in 3rd person, from Cyne's point of view)
As a young kelpie, I was picked on because I didn't believe in the things that the kelpies were supposed to do. I knew I was different because I didn't look like the rest of them in the shape of the body that the other kelpies were. All other Kelpies were more horse like. I was of a different species, but raised as a kelpie. I was a troubled kelpie trapped in a different creatures body. Just looking to get out. Because of this I didn't like the thought of luring humans in to kill them. Yes I understand that the humans destroyed our homes, but that doesn't mean we should do the same. I see it as we should be the bigger creature and get over it. There will be other places for us to live.
Because of this, I never did the things that the other younger kelpies did. I never lured a human to the waters for bad reasons. If I lured a human to the waters, then it was for them to pet me or wash themselves.
When the other kelpies found out that I was different, they all picked on me. Telling me that I would never be a true kelpie. When I came age of maturity, everyone all shunned me. Even my parents. After a while of being shunned and ignored by everyone, I turned sour. I hated everyone and everything. Especially the humans. For making me think that they weren't evil. I soon realized that they were. They took everything from us. The Kelpies were left with very little area to live. And we weren't the only creature to fall victim to the humans. They also wiped out half of the forrest.
After a couple of years of being this way, another kelpie came wandering into my territory. I live in a dark lake, the water is really dark, which is why my skin and hair so dark. A female Kelpie. One of the ones who picked on me when I was younger. I scared her away quite quickly. But then she went back to the big group and told them everything about how I had changed. Well, now I get a bunch of Kelpies coming to my lake, trying to be friends with me. But I still hate them all. So I scare all of them away.
I still live in my dark lake. Alone, just how I like it.

Personality:
Cyne is very cold hearted because he got picked on so much as a young kelpie. And because he was shunned and ignored for many years. This also has made him very conceited.
Cyne is also very selfish and very protective of his territory and possessions. He will go to great lengths to protect and keep his things.
Although, it may take a while, if you can crack the hard outer shell that Cyne has, he is actually really nice. He can be very snappy and sarcastic, but if you get to know him and get him comfortable around you, he will show you his true side. That nice little kelpie that he used to be is still deep down in him. But it will take a long time to get Cyne to this point.

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[wyrdwurm]

Username:
lunamoth19

Mako Name:
Muireach Athol

Meaning:
Muireach - Scottish Gaelic "sea warrior"
Athol - Scottish surname transferred to unisex forename use, derived from the name of a district of Perthshire, Scotland, composed of the Gaelic elements ath "ford" and al "rock, stone," hence "ford of the rock; rock-ford."

Niknamed:
Muir

Mako Gender:
Male

What's their story (Backstory/history/ect):
Disclamor: this story shall be told in the Scottish dialect. The translation will be found below

A kelpie Ah am
A kelpie Ah be
But whit ur ye
In th' deep blue brine.

Merciful seahorse?
Ur bluid thirsty war-steed?
These questions hae plagued mah life sense th' day Ah was born.
Ever sense Ah opened mah een Ah was different. insteid ay barkin' Ah weenied as thocht Ah was a cuddie trapped in a mako's body. but thocht Ah didne seem tae be able tae bark ur yip ur yap Ah hud th' voice ay a siren. an' when 'at was discovered mah parents becam whieest woriat fur me. but it wisnae until th' glowin' lights began tae follaw me loch fireflies 'at mah parents waur sure. 'at Ah was cursed by th' kelpie tooch. noo nae a body is sure hoo it happens but they say ocationaly thaur ur makos born wi' teeth tae lang an' plants 'at graw frae their flesh wi' glowin' firefly lights tae follaw close behin'. an' these strange makos ether become monsters...ur guardians. but whit am Ah?

i was born wi' th' voice ay sirens

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A kelpie I am
A kelpie I be
but what are you
in the deep blue sea

Merciful seahorse?
Or blood thirsty war-steed?
These questions have plagued my life sense the day I was born.
Ever sense I opened my eyes I was different. Instead of barking I weenied as though I was a horse trapped in a Mako's body. But though I didn't seem to be able to bark or yip or yap I had the voice of a siren. And when that was discovered my parents became quiet worried for me. But it was not until the glowing lights began to follow me like fireflies that my parents were sure. That I was cursed by the kelpie touch. Now no one is sure how it happens but they say ocationaly there are makos born with teeth to long and plants that grow from their flesh with glowing firefly lights to follow close behind. And these strange makos ether become monsters...or guardians. But what am I?

[Sambee]

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[siennacereal]

Username;;
.Joker.
Mako Name;;
Kyran (meaning dark) Airavata (meaning child of water)
Mako Gender;;
Male
What's their story (Backstory/history/ect);;

I was born in the swamp and that's where I planned to stay. Tucked far away from civilization in a small marshy area is where I lived, surrounded by my so called family. Up until recently, I lived peacefully in the swamps, spending my days lazily laying around and not caring about much. One day, a stranger wandered into our swamps that looked strangely like me. I was shocked and confused, I looked more like this stranger than my own parents. I asked my parents about this intruder and why we looked alike, but, they just brushed me off. They warned me and told me I shouldn't go near them. I was going to obey their warning but my curiousness won me over one day. I found the stranger and cautiously approached them.


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[corviidae]

possible reserve

[wingz.]

Username;; misha.collins
Mako Name;; Belial deceptively beautiful fallen angel whose name means "without worth."
Mako Gender;; female
What's their story (Backstory/history/ect);; tbd


#awkwardly never finished this oops
sad cause I love kelpies ;A;

[yeena]

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username ;; hello, im the awkward one. literally. and i'm trying out for my first mako sooo uhh.. hopefully this will be my first, if not then whomever wins this mako is oober lucky and i'll be very jealous. so lets move on haha, so i don't bored you to death just at the beginning of my form.


mako's name ;; his name is craig " âme fou " - ( aum-foo ) - ( kraaig ) - âme is french for " crazy " and fou is french for " soul " both of those words are descending from his french orgins and have made it into a title of his name making him " craig the crazy soul ". this title came with years of age and all thats known is that it is not a good title from where he has come from and if they knew he was in town everyone would move away or lock themselves deep into their houses. mako's and owners

mako's gender ;; male. i see this as being both male and female but for the simple enjoyment i've chosen the male alias so my form could be made interesting if you get my drift ? anyhow just for some spice he's asexual and homosexual ( after his asexual drift is over ).

mako's age ;; craig is 16 years old. a youngster really but he is more mature then his age says- so always. don't judge a book by the cover. especially not this book.

birthday ;; october 12, 1998

zodiac ;; libra ( ♎ )


backstory ;; craig was born into a strict family with the last names of " black ". the blacks were actually very popular people so the birth of a son was passed around quickly and soon everyone was showering him in gifts. it was almost like a new high king had been born but the problem was.. craig's parents were greedy hogs and stole each valuable present he got. once old enough to understand what was happening he went on a rampage and wrecked havoc upon the house- destroying everything that his mother had loved, so when she returned she came home to piles upon piles of dust and such- that " such " being hundreds of shards that had once been collectors and limited time addition vases. one-of-a-kind kinds of vases. sick of her son due to the brat being only a nuisance in her life she sent him away to his father, promptly kicking him out of the house and with a small bag and his " journal " off on the twenty minute walk away to his father's house. ( note ;; his parents got divorced when he was three, he's seven now ) Rushing around busy streets he almost got hit by speeding taxi's twice- sometimes living in a busy place like Paris, France wasn't such a nice plan.. watching horridly as people screeched at him for making them trip and be latter to work he scrambled off- scared he would get hit of hurt from just running through thousands and waves of people. Once coming upon a large, still house that stood out between two smaller houses he recognized his dad's house like it was a shining sun on the ground. Walking slowly to the door craig thumped a paw against the door and his father's owner- Ray marsson- answered the door and frowned. " Hon- your son has come to us. " Ray purred out glancing behind him to see a large male mako approaching with a stiff posture and high-held tail. slightly purring deep in his throat his father sent Ray away whom happily accepted the opportunity to leave- letting the proud mako step forward and come face-to-face with his son. " you are not elcome' ere'. get out now. " he hissed softly to the young, seven year old who was staring wide-eyed at his father. " ut'- " " no ut's. out. away. now. " the mako repeated towering above the kit who had had much faith in his father over the years to where he was now doing this.. this.. this wasn't fair. as deep in thought craig hadn't realized the paw that was being swung towards him- planting itself straight to the side of his head making him tumble down the steps to the door and land on the ground with a loud thump. regaining balance and letting the world spin for a moment craig realized his father had already shut the door and kicked him out. right upon the street curb.


craig was struggling on the cold streets but he was surviving. that's what made it count. but now-a-days craig had become secretive, stealing things from stores to nibble on and not believing in anything as " God " ( note ;; please anyone who is very much a dedicated christen, do not fear, i believe in God with my whole heart yet in this story craig doesn't ! ). if that guy was so proud and tall- why wouldn't he help one of his " children " ? oh right. because he doesn't care thats why. over years though, that " God ", now that he was out of his head, was nothing to craig and craig became a silent thief and trustworthy co-commander of a company. a highly and well-trained mercenary. only at age twelve was he already having bounty's placed upon himself, although also at the age while being a mercenary he moved around often, became a nomad, and never stayed in one place. but most times he would move around and stay in a place for a month of something and when that happened he'd sleep on park benches, right next to a pond or body of water. over years the male also at age twelve, grew a love and deep connection with the water- trying to stay as close to it as possible. really though while sleeping on benches in the park he would spot a few people lollygagging around near the water and somehow it would get on his nerves.. sending him flying off of the bench he had been perched upon, slamming fully into that person or even mako- dragging them down under the water after a long or quick fight up on land and drown them. as easy as that, leaving the bodies buried in the lake or pond's deep waters. for some he would be turning chaotic, but to most he was an absolute physco who was to be feared and had earned name of " crazy soul "


now at age sixteen, age now; present time, craig sits alone at a bench in the park and happily stares around. watching with glowing golden eyes and beautiful fireflies. he has lost his dignity and even his loyalties and left his company long ago yet he is indeed a murderer, causer of many drownings, he is a demon and devil combined. but most of all he can be considered a
monster.


name and title of " crazy soul ". abandoned when too young.
killer at age twelve. murderer at age fourteen. criminal at age sixteen.



theme song ;; dance with the devil - breaking bejamin


art ( if any ) ;;

[Vermilion Ink]

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Username;; ~.Crow.~

Mako Name;; Hailyx

Mako Gender;; Male

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Personality Traits:

-Philosophical

-Patient

-Inquiring

-Tolerant

-Reserved

-Orderly

-Analytical

-Stoic
Favorite...

Color: Black

Music Genre: Celtic or Classical

Book Genre: Mystery or Educational

Subject: Psychology

Weather: Foggy

Time: Early Morning

Memory: Solving a problem that took him months to figure out.

Quote: “If I had an hour to solve a problem I'd spend 55 minutes thinking about
the problem and 5 minutes thinking about solutions.” ― Albert Einstein

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Interests: Hailyx is constantly finding himself enthralled with the word around him, and spends hours on end in deep thought. It might start with something that catches his eye while on a stroll, or maybe with a topic or problem he had heard of the day before. Once he finds something worthy of his attention he considers the bare facts first, then soon his mind is branching off into the different aspects and possibilities of said subject. Sometimes his train of thought goes off the tracks completely. He likes to set aside time each day to ponder things, important or not, he finds it to be crucial to keeping a sharp mind. Hailyx is also interested in behavioral psychology. He likes to study the behavior of other makotals and living things, to see what makes them act and think they way they do.

Hobbies: Besides thinking, if that can be considered a hobby, Hailyx enjoys reading, taking walks, and problem solving.

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What's their story (Backstory/history/ect);;
Hail doesn't really have much of a story. He grew up somewhere deep in a dark swamp, with no memory of parents or most of his childhood. In that time he saw very little intelligent life, and being left in solitude he became quite introverted, and entertained himself with deep thought and pondering. But even as his solitude turned his throughs darker and his behavior more reclusive there was still something in him that kept him from completely losing himself, that was his sense of wonder. Hailyx was intrigued by the world around him. How all it's diffent features and creatures had separate and specific purposes that all seemed to work together perfectly like clockwork. He spent hours just observing whatever caught his eye, admiring it's beauty and purpose in this world.

His habits and silent way of living didn't change much until the day he met one of his own kind for the first time. It was a cool morning and the sun was just starting to rise so he decided go take a rare venture from his swamp. After days of walking he found himself at a place he had yet to explore, the coastline. Naturally he set out to investigate his new surroundings, but still keeping instinctively close to the foliage. He didn't even notice the figures splashing around at the waters edge until one called out to him. He started back into the cover of the woods but caught a glimpse of whatever had discovered him. Hailyx was astonished that the figure looked very similar to him. After years of seclusion he had yet to discover any creature that looked this close to him. He had always assumed he was a genetic fluke, and even felt a bit crestfallen at realizing he was not the only of his kind. The little figure came closer, she was of a different color, and by her diminutive size obviously a juvenile. She stopped about five feet away from him and looked him up and down. "Hi!" She suddenly squeaked. He reeled back, startled. He had heard the speech of other canine creatures in the forrest, which he had adopted as his own, and recognized her exclamation as a greeting. "Hullo?" He croaked. His voice was rough and strained from disuse. The little creature grinned at him. "You look funny, what's your name?" He didn't know how to interpret her first comment, but answered her next question anyway. "... Hailyx" His own name felt strange on his tongue. He had given himself the name long ago, and thought it many times, but it struck him as he realized this was the first time he had said it out loud. The girl grinned at him and started to speak again, but before she could another voice cut hers off. "Hey!" Another creature similar to him, and closely resembling the young one, approached. This one was male and seemed aggressive as he approached. Hailyx bristled but the other male seemed to relax when he saw the younger was safe. He eyed Hailyx suspiciously. "Sorry, my sister is a bit rambunctious." He seemed eager to leave his presence and looked down at his sister. "C'mon, lets leave the poor guy alone." And with a final glance the two trotted back to the water and disappeared among the waves.

In the days to follow Hailyx did some more investigating. He learned about his species and culture, and was astonished that he had taken this long to discover it. He quickly adapted to the new world this discovery opened to him, as was his nature. He returned to his swamp, but made occasional excursions to the coast to observe, and commune when he deemed necessary. Eventually he started receiving visitors from the coast, visitors who had heard of his brilliant mind and powers of observation. He welcomed them and took on their problems as his own. Helping solve mysteries and giving advice to the lost Hailyx found he was quite good at what he did, and developed a passion for it. But because of his still reclusive nature are rare appearances in the makotal community his visits are few and far in-between. To this day rumors circulate about the mysterious mako that lives deep in a swamp far away from the coast, one that has amazing powers beyond whats normal to this world.

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[Novi]

eee, good luck everyone! <33