[Rabbit]

Name: Syn

Gender: Female



Personality:
Externally: Sweet, charming, goody-two-shoes, friendly
Midway: Vain, self-centered, selfish, arrogant
Internal: Lack self-confidence, afraid, conflicted

Externally, Syn seems very nice at first-- she will often flash a polite smile and bat her eyelashes at strangers or those with authority over her. Once she realizes that you do not have control over her, however, you will soon notice just how vain she can become. It's common for her to pretend to care, and quickly use that against you. Many who attempt to grow close to her have fled in disgust. She loves to chew her gum arrogantly, and once you hear the sound of loud chewing, she is certain to be found nearby. Many are quite annoyed-- who wouldn't be? Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to care, and will gladly prove that with a quick bubble to your face.
Now, upon rare occasion, one might get close enough to her to realize that she isn't all that she seems. Internally, Syn is actually quite afraid, and is very unsure as to who she wants to be. To cover up this lack of confidence, Syn acts very vain and arrogant, and even though she knows that it will eventually hurt her in the end, she cannot seem to muster enough courage to change herself for the better. She could just need a friend to support her, and a shoulder to lean on. Will you give it a try?

Theme Song:
Halsey - Control

Art:
xXxX

[suds]

nevermindy

[Hemalily]

Name: Paflazo
Gender: Male
Personality: Paflazo or Lazy as he is called by most other kalons, is exactly what he looks like. A generally good for nothing, chauvinistic, pretty boy. Will screw people over for his own enjoyment and doesn't look back. Pretty emotionally guarded as well. Overall, not very nice but still incredibly popular.

[Reiji]

" My name is Akito!
Everyone calls me idiot, trash, pest, maggot, dust,
plankton, moron and all sorts of other things. So call me whatever you like! "

Name // Akito
Gender // Male

" You know that you have no talent so stop wasting our oxygen. "
" You'll never get as great as them. "
" Did you even try to be a normal person? "
" All I have for you is disappointment, when can I raise my expectations? "

Personality // Akito is an introverted yet outroverted Kalon. He's weak and is always bullied, viewed as nothing but a pest by those around him. Due to this, he doesn't have have anymore self-worth and became very easygoing, always being submissive to others no matter who they are- younger than him or a equal him. He address himself as 'pest', 'maggot', 'trash', 'worm', etc and never seems to mind when others also does. He's very selfless, optimistic and cheery all the time, rarely raising his voice unless he's excited. He doesn't have a moral compass and would do anything that people say; of course, if someone tells him to do something that might need him to sacrifice his life, he'd do it, but 'Since I only have one life I'd like to use it when it's important!' will be the answer usually. He seems to always has chewing gums with him, usually they are sugarless. He gives them to others when they are stressed, because chewing gums will fool your brain to think that you're safe; since you are 'eating'. Despite having no self-worth, Akito likes to supports others, he can't offer hugs or physical contacts however, he really hates being touched. Akito likes to sing and his voice can be very feminine-like, befitting his appearance; subsequently, his voice and appearance is one of the reason why he was bullied.


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Looking straight into your eyes, the kalon handed over a soft plush towel for you, keeping his distance from you but got as close as he feels comfortable as."What are you doing outside the rain? It's mighty dangerous you know." The kalon spoke cheerily with a patient smile, his right hand shaking off the drops of rain on his red umbrella. Looking at your expression however, the blue eyed kalon's smile faded a little, but he had kept on smiling, as if his face is stuck like that. "Oh! I haven't introduced myself yet, have I? My name is Akito! Everyone calls me trash, pest, maggot and the like, so call me whatever you want!" Akito sang, hanging the umbrella on a nearby coat holder. He seems to be used to introducing himself so strangely, it feels too… regular. You ran away from home, with nothing but yourself a bag of clothes. Tonight, the rain pours heavily and you had fainted in the middle of the road. Akito, who was passing by, helped you up and you woke up to find yourself sitting on a sofa, soaking wet. You had woke up just as Akito had layed you down on the sofa. "Are you hungry? I have some diner rations that I can heat up in the oven!" he headed over to the kitchen, not waiting for a response. It's as if he knows you are hungry and yet you will probably decline the offer had he waited for your response. Not knowing what to do, you dried yourself with the towel- or atleast the parts where you can since your clothes is wet and the air conditioner is on, so you are really cold. Coming back from the kitchen, Akito rushed to the front door, cominf back in a flash with the bag that holds your clothes. "It's soaking wet, I assume you'll want to change out of your clothes, right? Why don't you take a hot bath? I'll let you borrow my clothes!" Everything happened in a rush as Akito shows you his bedroom upstairs, his bathroom the only one with hot water, he promises not to peak as he grabbed some clean clothes and put it on his bed. A stranger is giving you his clothes and is allowing you to take a bath in his bedroom, is that alright? You didn't think much as he quickly forced you to take a bath, his voice fluidly came out of his mouth like honey. "I'll call you when diner is done!" was the words he said before tripping down the stairs in result of running. I warned you about the stairs bro.

Putting on the clothes after a bath, you realize how comfortable it is; the insides a fuzzy and is keeping you warm, the shoulder and arm is puffy and makes you look buff, hiding your thin and fragile body, which makes you rather adorable when you look in the mirror. Seems that the clothes is a one size fits all as you put on the jeans. Luckily, your underclothes was dry, so you wore them too. Looking arouns the room and out of things to do, you waited for Kaito. You don't want to go downstairs since he said to wait- you fear what will happen and you can't think of what to say when a scenario you thought would happen don't. So instead, you sat on the bed, laying on the comfy mattress and looked up on the walls. Getting up, you scanned the room, only now you had the time to look around Kaito's room.

The room is a gloomy blue, the rain outside echoes calmly in your ears and the only light source is the occasional thunder and the light from the hall, the door is open. Walking around the room, you tripped on a book, glad that the soft blue cushion had absorbed your landing. Looking at your feet, the book you had tripped on was Kaito's diary. Well… You [should't but… Looking around cautiously, you picked up the book and opened it slowly, using the lamp on the bedside table to read it clearly.

It seems that the pages are whether ripped apart, was illegible chicken scratch, has the word 'no' and 'why' repeatedly written or too many liquid had been absorbed by the paper that the writings are off. You could read one page though.

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Day 75
Sometimes!!! I wonder if… There are others like me? The world is a huge place, very curious!!! Yeah. I need a new book soon- no, I'll just stop writing this. It makes me feel lonely and I hate it so much. illegible writings, you can make up the word 'no' and 'stop' being repeated twice

Things will get better, someone will love me and appreciate me!
That's a lie.
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You quickly closed the book when you hear steps from the hallway, putting it back where you tripped on it. At the door is Akito donning an apron with flower designs. There are bits of potatoes on it. "Diner is -sort of- ready!" he holds up two box of pizza, his grin as wide as ever. "I messed up the oven- so I called pizza instead- hope you don't mind!" he sand again, walking over to you and handing you over a box of pizza. "The kitchen is a mess and the sofa is wet- so you can eat in my room! You also can sleep here! I'll sleep- on the floor here! I took a liking sleeping on the flo-" before he could finish whatever he was saying, you hug him tightly, tears in your eye. Even though Akito is uncomfortable with the motion, he lets you do it anyway and chooses not to comment on it. He quickly noticed the tears running down your "Are you allergic? I should have medicines in the kitchen, hold u-" his voice rang as happy as ever, you could tell he is confused. "Don't give up hope." you whisper. For once in the past few years, Akito's smile completely faded, his usualy lively blue eyes bearing sadness. "You just need some sleep. Go rest, I won't disturb you." the usual happy and cheery voice turned cold as he swiftly get out of your grip, walking out of the room without anymore words spoken.

[gojo]

"You... Aren't a wave, dude."

Name: Jackson Tidalwave
Gender: Male
Personality: "Ride the wave, live the wave, be the wave..." Tidalwave may seem like a poetic and thoughtful guy, always comtemplating the world and it's meaning, however it seems he might just be kind of... Off. He's that guy you'd find on the beach mumbling to himself about how the the waves carress his face and make him feel aliiiiive. His mind is a mystery that should proooobably be left unsolved. Nothing too dark, but more like... Strange, with a weird obsession with riding the waves. He always seems spaced out when you try to talk to him, looking off into the distance and sloooowly nodding his head as you talk. Sometimes he's paying attention, and other times he's quietly mumbling about polishing his new surfboard. He normally lets out his thoughts in floating aimlessly in the water or walking around quietly without a care, letting the winds or the waves take him where ever. Though, that's how he got lost at sea that one time... And also how he ended up in some gas station a looooong way from where he started. He's pretty good at converstation if you want to have a deep one... Or at least have it seem deep.

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"Jackson Tidalwave has places to go... Waves to ride."

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He tightly grasped his mother's hand as he looked up, her beautiful pink hair gently blowing in the wind. "Jackson, my sweet Jackson," his mither spoke queitly as she leaned down, though she kept her eyes on the ocean. The sunset illuminated his mother and sillhouetted her slightly, making the interaction more dramatic than it already was. "Now son... The waves are... They're your home." She whispered quietly, taking a small breath. Jackson's eyes gleamed and he stared at her. "Will I be able to ride just like you, mom?" He beamed at her, causing her to chuckle softly. "You know, when I first started riding these wicked waves, I never knew what it really meant to be free..." She stared, taking a seat in the sand and patting the ground next to herself.

"You see, dude..." She continued, a bit of her surfer lingo leaking through. "You have to let the wave carry you while also being your own person... Be the wave's best friend, it's lover..." She mumbled, balling up a bit of the sand in her hands. "Why's that, mom?" He asked quietly, looking at her before looking back at the ocean. She smiled down at him, however it was clear there was slight pain in her face. Remembering things, terrible things, yet, the memories were cherished experiences non the less. "You see, if you go against the wave, it's like going against yourself..." She muttered.

"I went against myself once, Jack." She said after a brief pause. "Going against yourself can cause scars, you know? Both mentally and physically." Jackson nodded, eager to hear more. He had been intrigued in the ocean ever since his mother introduced him. "When I first started resonating with the ocean and it's current, I really started to understand what it meant to be... To be a..." She drew in a deep breath. "To be a surfer." At that moment, something seemed to click in little Jackson's mind. The ocean really was going to be his home, as it fit like nothing else.

Those words his mother spoke soon became all he lived for. The waves really did need him, and he needed the waves. He felt whole with the ocean, and really felt alive. His mom's words echo in his head every time his swims out into the great ocean blue to catch a sick wave, bro. He held his breath for a moment, flaring his nostrils out slightly as he thought.
"Thanks, mom." He muttered, leabing his head on her arm.

[epilogue]

Name: Frank
Gender: Male
Personality: Frank easily gets boy crazy over other boys with the name Frank such as Frank Iero and CrankThatFrank. He's all romantic and soft and never snaps at anyone. He's a pushover, and he makes goofy faces in the mirror.

[squints]

Name:
Rybak
Gender:
Male
Personality:
Rybak is the quiet sort of observer, and though he'd like very much to blend in with the crowd, his lumbering height prevents that. He's a reserved type that seems particularly closed off. He's aloof and this leads many to propagate rumors about his occupation and his social life. However, reality states that Rybak is actually just particularly shy, and more often than not, he's a blushing mess.

[HellyBoo]

Name: Kaus
Gender: Male
Personality: Kaus is flirty and Active, sporty while still enjoying a relaxed situation. Kaus loves others, social butterfly, he enjoys always being in the company of others. He stands for himself, his colour giving him a feminine feel about him, which he absolutely hates. He can be mean when called for and is very protective of those he is close to.

[Ash.e]

Mark

[rem sleep]

Name: Elijah
Gender: Male
Personality: Ellie or Eli, more commonly, is a no-nonsense kind of guy with a chivalrous mischeif about him. He has a keen eye in more ways that just one. He’s resourceful, cunning and a sort of ‘rogue’-type rascal, of sorts. He used to work in design, though now he more or less takes odd jobs when the need arises. He’s a wanderer and a traveller, sort of trying to find his place in the world after a series of tough events in his past. Having, for the most part, been independent since a young age; Elijah is responsible and generally a very open-minded thinker who likes to decide for himself what is wrong and right, which does lead him to some… morally questionable acts, at times. He tends to say a lot of things one might not expect and his out of the box thinking sometimes gets him in trouble because of this. He’s quite large and, daer I say, a bit intimidating. He’s strong-willed, determined and headstrong in every sense– though not necessarily confrontational. Elijah is fascinated with fire, experiened in all sorts of miscellaneous fields and full of surprises. Chalk it up to his mysterious nature, but this gentlemenly scoundrel is almost always accidentally leaving others either in the dark or in the dust. Goes where he wants when he wants. Rascal/rogue type guy who makes his own morals. Responsible for himself since a young age, had to figure out how to do things on his own and has a lot of strange methods because of this. Chivalrous and cocky for the most part. Uses underhanded tactics when needed, isn’t opposed to amoral means. Finds people interesting and tends to try and befriend those who spark said interest. Hates the cold intensely, and is always trying to be warm. Has experience in a lot of random positions.