by broker » Tue Oct 04, 2016 5:36 pm

Kalons-- a species with soft manes and even softer hearts.
Monitored in forests across the globe for years, these animals
have recently been declared naturally tame as well as sentient.
Scientists are asking the general population to consider adopting
Kalons for further study in their capabilities of intelligence.
awh this guy looks pretty beat up! I wonder what the story is?
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[b]Kalon Name:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]He/she is blind! What happened?: [/b]
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by Anza » Tue Oct 04, 2016 5:38 pm
"Checkmate"
- noun: a check from which a king cannot escape.
I work as a strategist for the CIA due to being a
mathematical scientist but I never find peace
at my work. That I find in the quite chess tables of
central park in New York. People describe me as
knowing the end result steps ahead of its occurrence.
Some call me a genius, but I prefer monster.
I work to prevent disasters but often I find myself a
piece of glass in a already established future
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Name: Nelson Blakely
Gender: Male
Residence: New York City
Born: London, England
Age:30He is blind! What happened?:
The park was loud that morning but then again I find myself constantly describing things and events by there feelings, sounds and smells. Back then I was a cocky guy who had just finished training and was an official MI6 agent. I was sent to the USA into my now beloved city of New York to work alongside the CIA as they tried to take down a Japanese crime boss. I remember observing the places he may frequent undercover for days before his private plane landed on this coast. So when I walked into that park I knew that he would be there and I was prepared to come face to face with the man I hunted for the first time. I was angry and wild that day. My superiors warned me that if I dared approach the target that they would grab me by the tail and ship me back to London. But I knew that man like the back of my hand after months of learning about him. I was prepared for anything, but I wasn't prepared for her.
The young girl that entered the park with him wasn't in any of my notes. Perhaps he had gotten soft, after all he wasn't the one to care for kids. But was she his daughter? No. My calculating brain deduced that her different fur patterns and body structures were in no way related to his. Was she an apprentice? More likely. Perhaps it was I who was getting soft, I just couldn't approach him if he had a young girl with him she could get hurt in the crossfire. I stopped in my tracks and decided to observe more and act less this time.
I observed them for days afterwards. I simply needed to know who this girl was. I studied her elaborate skills that could rival many agents. She was agile and quick, perfect for sneaking in and out of places undetected. She was charming and as cleaver as they come but yet she was working for a man who didn't deserve her. I decided to meet her. A risk choice but I calculated the benefits. If I could turn her into a double agent or recruit her for us it would be a huge win for my agency, so I went ahead with the plan. I met her at the park one evening and asked he how she could ever have gotten involved with a man like him. She smiled and said that she didn't have a choice. That was when I offered her a way out. I told her that I could place her in witness protection. She laughed and told me that it wouldn't do any good for anyone.
That was when I felt it. It felt like a prick on the back of my neck and the world began to spin before my eyes. I woke up at the hospital and with a horror I realized that I couldn't see. The patient Doctor explained to me that I was hit with a drug that had almost taken my life but that had instead taken my sight. I howled in agony. What was my life without the world? How could I live in a world where I couldn't t do what I loved? The world came crashing down on me. And then I was left alone with my memories of the world as I was stript of the ability to make new images.
I'd like to say I've gotten use to my lack of sight. That I have learned to cope with my loss and help others, like that girl, through the use of strategy. I can never be the daring hero that I dreamed of as a child. But as I grow older I realize that although my loss of sight has deprived me of my life it opened a door to a new one. I'd like to believe that I help others even if I lack the ability of seeing the problems of the world.
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by ᴅ ᴇ s ᴛ ɪ ᴇ ʟ » Tue Oct 04, 2016 5:41 pm

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Cain would do anything for his friends, even if that means fighting.
When Cain was younger, he was shoved into a fight by his older brother.
After swinging some at the other Kalon, he himself was thrown a blow.
Cain remembers staggering backwards in pain, and waking up in a hospital next,
eyesight blurry and faded.
This is when he realized he was going blind,
The pure impact of the punch had put to much pressure on the retina, causing him blindness.
Cain keeps a small cloth rapped around his eyes, the same one given to him by his mother
the day of the incident. Cain is always very gentle despite some of his looks
and would never want to scare anyone with his now blank milky white eyes/╚
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_________________________________________________________________________________Likes/Dislikes wrote:✔ Lacrosse
✔ Ramen Noodles
✔ Starbucks
✔ Kids
✔ Fall
✔ Halloween
✔ Rollercoasters
✖ Butterflies/Moths
✖ Pokémon Go * Thinks its to overrated*
✖ School
Occupation wrote:Cain has a very unusual job and hobby!
He works mostly full time as a tattoo artist and tattoo design "Extraordinaire" as he likes to say.
He draws very very well, making him fit this job perfectly.
Cain also helps a few of his friends "hunt"
And no, not like sport hunting, but hunting demons and bad things in the world.
Cain feels that he protects people when doing this, and it is a very heart felt passion of his.
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