[naumachy]

cries bc im sorry there are like 67890 of these in a row but i wanted to do this idea really badly


ended - the mark behind the shoulder is a SCAR



edits;

[nr] skinny
[s] shine
[c] hair, longer fur, tail

[Lucida]

username ;
lavernius tucker

name ;
palomo xaiver charles

nickname ;
xavier, palm, palmtree, charley

gender ;
male

why do they evolve? ;
It was in a war when they evolved, I mean who would blame them? Seeing your two boyfriends blown up in front of you really does take a toll on you. No one taking responsibility for their deaths, instead blaming it on others who in turn blamed it on those who accused them. So in the end the only person he had to blame was himself. He was after all, only a kid. Thrown into this giant fight with the Feds against the Rebels the minute he was born, not even getting to know what ice cream was or video games. Instead he was trained from the moment he was 13 years old, to the age of 16 when he was finally given a weapon. To fall in love was also a dangerous decision, as the next thing you could know... you'd find yourself in front of a coffin, with the love or loves of your life lifeless. That's why, when the moment came that his bestfriend was going to die. He stood up.

He remembers it like it was yesterday, as the Feds advanced towards him and his group with their weapons raised. He couldn't let them die, he couldn't fail them like he had his lovers so many months ago. So, instead he ended up standing up against the others who outnumbered them. Just as they went to attack, that's when his body seemed to glow and sparkle out. Blinding those around him, slowly backing up in shock at the sight in front of them. It was quite a few moments before it faded, showing the new and stronger version of him. Which attacked with all the strength it could muster up, snarling with his own weapon drawn. Managing to take down a few of them, before the rest ran away in fear of what had just happened.

That was how he had evolved, to save those he loved so he wouldn't end up alone again. Because loneliness kills the soul and wounds many to the point of no repair.

theme song ;
seven years old - lukas graham

[LivingLethal]

the only pokemon ill ever love//

[Gaycko]

mark

[kanadensis]

username; kanadensis
name; Calix
gender; male
why do they evolve?; [384/1000]

Calix was cursed from the very beginning. Like his father before him, and likely before that - one of his ancestors had either made a deal with a demon or had got on its bad side - the knowledge of what truly happened had long been lost. Calix knew only a few things about the curse as he had never met his father, only having been told about it by his mother. He knew that there was no cure, and that it meant something horrible would happen to him if he ever fell in love. As a young kal this had never bothered him, having no real romantic interest in others. When he began to grow up and started having crushes on other kals - that was when his mother had stepped in.

"You can't Cali...you just can't. I'm so sorry my darling. You don't understand..."

She had pulled him out of school and moved away from the city, opting to homeschool him. She was determined to protect her child from the cruel curse that had taken her love from her.

The curse was something that may never manifest itself through the entire course of Calix's life. It could remain, lingering in the background and holding him back from experiencing the joys of life. It was a simple curse, yet entirely life altering: if Calix ever were to find his true love, he would morph into that kalon's worst nightmare. In most cases this would drive their partner-to-be away forever, leaving the cursed kalon to live out his days in his horrific form. This was precisely what had happened to Calix's father. His mother had never disclosed the whole story of how they had fallen apart, but he knew enough. He knew that she must have been unable to bear seeing him in his form, and this had overcome her love for him.

Now, Calix was nearly an adult. He yearned to leave home and see the world that he had once known - speak to other kalons, even see other kalons. His mother's doting love for him and her fear of being abandoned kept him back, but he planned to one day leave. He cared less about the risks and more about the rewards - how bad could someone's nightmare truly be?

I need this horror child in my life ;_;

[tenturo]

username; tenturo
name;
gender;
why do they evolve?; [can be something like love, sadness, hatred, whatever. story or just description or go wild]

heck res

[sobble]

username; Junkratss
name; Thomas
gender; Male
why do they evolve?;
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1:46 p.m.
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Thomas rapped a claw against the desk, staring blankly at the whiteboard. Class was out in nine minutes. Thomas was smart, but never quite had a knack for physics. Another day another problem, he supposed. He looked up at the clock again, giving up the persistent fidgeting, wrapping his over his back legs.
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1:48 p.m
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Geez, the clock sure ticked slowly. Isn’t there anything more than this? He wondered, frowning. Growing more impatient by the passing, complacent, tick of the seconds, Thomas’s thoughts dispersed into what was a cacophonous symphony of “why” and “isn’t there more?” and “Does any of this matter?” Ideas boiling over in a tumultuous cesspool, Thomas’s mind raced, without realizing the kalon became tense, distant, cold.
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1:55 p.m
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The bell rang- bringing Thomas back to what he had known, the busy hallways, the snobby cliques, the absurd posters advertising clubs and the school board agenda that stood in stark contrast to the sickly-lit grimy white walls. Somewhere between physics and English did Thomas formulated a plan- a resolution that should nothing matter, he wouldn’t stick around a dump like this.
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4:00 p.m.
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Thomas has made up his mind- he was leaving. There was no reason for him to stay, really. It was unlikely anyone would make note of his absence, though he had drafted a note in such case. Thomas was never materialistic- he didn’t have much. Guess that’ll make my packing easy. He smirked, swiping aside a small bit of rations he had scraped up from the kitchen and packaging them up. He packed a pillow and some clothes- his favorites- though they hardly qualified as such. Silly one could love some old, grungy shirt and a tacky tourist necklace. He also set aside small cassette and a few various chargers, guess he could use a distraction and some navigation. With this, Thomas reckoned he was done packing, and headed down for dinner.
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1:00 A.M. : The departure.
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Thomas was never a kalon to be attached to trivial things. His house, in an odd manor, was one of them. Just the same as all the others in the city. He scoffed and slung the messenger bag over his shoulder, and headed out towards the skyline. Thomas wasn’t particularly trained to fight or fend for himself, but again, these things were trivial to him. He grabbed a bus, headed towards the outskirts of the city. He intended to leave the city, maybe stumble upon a village. Perhaps live in the forest for awhile. He had not intended to run in with a drunk, fight for his life, and end up wounded on the sidewalk at 3:00 A.M. But c’est la vie. In some cruel twist of fate, Thomas realized home is where he belonged.
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3:00 A.M.
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Thomas had gotten off the train in a rather sleezy district,and in his recent “nothing mattered” train of thought, decided to stop by the bar. This was mistake number one. Touseling up his hair and clearing his throat, he entered. Oddly enough, the bartender did not ID him, nor did he seem to care why a kid would reside in a place like this- more money for him. Thomas had a round of shots, a beer, and his fair share of fun gambling on some obscure football team. When he lost that gamble, though, his spinning, giddy world was brought to a halt. To him- this did not matter. To the bouncer? This was everything. A slurring, angry fit of rage bestowed Thomas when he was so rudely shaken by the bouncer who demanded his money- and the seething Thomas sprung himself upon the kalon. Of course, being only a teenager, Thomas stood no chance. Crowded upon by other interested onlookers the bouncer drove Thomas to the ground within a matter of seconds. When Thomas bit the bouncer- well- things turned for worse. Another kalon was involved, suddenly two, three, and four more were on top of him. He could not MOVE. And whoever did this to him was going to have the world to pay... If Thomas had not been knocked unconscious, that is. He was tossed aside by the tipsy onlookers as soon as he became unresponsive.
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6:00 A.M.
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Thomas didn’t remember what happened last night. only that he felt awful.He was bruised, dizzy, upset, and confused. He picked himself up, and hobbled towards the station. He didn’t want anything except home. He couldn’t find home. He didn’t remember home. He collapsed, unconscious again? He surely wasn’t aware of anything- his breathing was heightened, his senses dull. Was he bleeding? There was no knowing for sure.But he couldn’t grasp anything anymore... He didn’t know where he was...but he would sleep.
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8:00 A.M, Two days later
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Thomas awoke hooked up to machines and wires, everywhere, those machines and wires. He was tangled and drowsy but... comfortable? This wasn’t a hospital... it was too... wooded. But, whatever it was, he had been saved. They had taken him in and given him the care he needed. He resolved that whoever had shown him kindness, he would return it tenfold. This was his home now, he had not evolved physically other than the loose, rugged, humble appearance he now bore, but mentally. He had been shown that there are things that matter in this world, through whatever odd circumstance- and this new place mattered to him. Thomas would spend the rest of his days caring for kalons like himself which were once lost, form his own misfit family, for this is what mattered to him.
{942/1000}

[Softea]

username;
name;
gender;
why do they evolve?; [can be something like love, sadness, hatred, whatever. story or just description or go wild]


Res

[solasta]

username; solasta | name; lorita tris | gender; female | palette; his love

why do they evolve?; she is lost. surrounded by no one but eerie beasts. their
whispers corrupt her mind. no family, no lover, no one but beasts. it's cold. snow
covered pine and oaks, pure grey sky filled with clouds filled with hatred and sorrow.
"it's your fault lolita." "no one loves you." "aww, poor thing. she's cold." "no family in
sight. they hate you." "you are useless." "such a fool." "cower in your own fear. let the
never-ending winter solstice take you." "he's the only thing that wants you, tris." the
beasts spout threats and insulting sentences at her. there goal is to make her give up.
lorita is smart though. they don't realize how much she's been through. her sorrow is
her strength. it keeps her going. ever since that day, the snow seems to follow her.
it's as if he is protecting her. her parents told her stories of him. the "never-ending
winter solstice." the told her that he praises ones who's heart has be frozen and
shattered. he knows what the been through. he believes that they are the strongest.
able to contain all of the sorrow and tragedy one's been through and lock it away and
act as if it was nothing. a rare feat only some lucky ones may be blessed with. lorita
is one of them. he has realized that. he keeps his cold blankets of snow surrounding
her. the snow's beauty will keep her company, since he is forbidden to see or help
her in person. he's the only one she has hope for. she hopes she will meet him and
he will bring her eternal happiness that her family never gave her. they only gave her
stories. they never really loved her. they just told her stories so they could give her
fake hope and believe in the "never-ending winter solstice" to keep her at bay, when
they found the right moment to throw her out and watch her suffer. they drove poor
lorita out. she never felt love. lorita yearns for love. she doesn't realize his love has
changed her though. she doesn't realize he is their protecting her. his unrequited
love has evolved lorita into someone strong and patient. waiting with his beautiful
snow and her inner beasts to eventually meet him and hopefully he can express his
love and admiration to her and hopefully she will accept. as his love is the only
true blessing that keeps her alive and may she come to realize that one day and
may the day those ugly emotional craving beasts disappear to leave lorita with him.
[ 431 words total ]

[Midnightkitkat]

username; Midnightkitkat
name;
gender; Female
why do they evolve?; warrior princess res
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