Vintage
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Post by Vintage on Aug 5, 2014 22:41:12 GMT
  Recon and Derico
Username: Vintage
Name: Reconnaissance
Significant other: Derico -- Mate
Story:
Derico? Oh, he’s so perfect for me. Honestly, I couldn’t ask for a better mate. I used to think that I wanted someone as tough as me, someone who would send back angry words and flirt with me all the time, but after meeting Derico, I realized I don’t like that. I need someone who can listen to me, who can pay all the attention in the world to me, and Derico is just that.
I remember when I first met him, we crashed into each other. Of course, I was furious, who would have done something like that to me, of all people. But the way he responded, he was so… Apologetic. He stumbled over his words, apologized frequently, and he was talking about being distracted by the carnival, but said I distracted his attention now. That little sentence immediately drew my attention away from all the anger and ferocity, and I just stared at him. I felt guilty afterwards for being so mad at him, but I couldn’t distract my attention away from him. He was so sweet, and proper, and was a pure gentle-man.
At first, I kept thinking that I couldn’t be attracted to him, that I could like such a proper man, someone who would never fight back, but I was fighting an uphill battle. Something about him was just so… Alluring.
He offered me a sleigh ride, it was the winter, and I remember being so excited to go anywhere with Derico, and when I stepped up to get on the sleigh ride, he stood by protectively. Normally, I would have hated that anyone would constantly watch me to make sure I was okay, but I found it so romantic, and we sat together, quietly admiring the horses and the bells, and certainly, each other.
He always called me Lady Recon, and it took a lot of urging to just be called Recon, he was so gentlemanly. He offered me his jacket, a sweet gesture, and another thing that I wouldn’t have liked before. But when Derico did it, I couldn’t resist that soft smile, the warm voice. I started to fall for him. We went to the café after, and we talked for such a wonderfully extensive period of time.
That day was the best day of my life. I love my little boys, and their birth day was the second best day. But none of that would have happened without Derico. Most of the best moments of my life would have disappeared if I never went outside, and I would never have known what I was missing.
What really caused our chemistry was our parental problems. My parents always ignore me, pretend I’m not there. That has always traumatized me as a child, and I’ve always begged for attention. Derico got lost as a child, and his parents just disappeared from his life. He never really elaborated on that fact, and assume that’s because he doesn’t want to go back, which I understand. He found his sister a while ago, but she never spent as much time with him as he had wanted.
We understand each other so easily, and he’s changed so many of my views on the world. I appreciate music more because of him, and he appreciates food-specifically chocolate-more. We almost never argue, and I don’t remember the last time we did! We disagree a lot, but one of us usually backs down quicker than the other, usually him. His gentlemanly quality is so beautiful, and it radiates within him. No, he is not the perfect “Forks on this side, Knives on this side, Spoons on this side, napkin on lap,” but so much more. His gentlemanly trait is like over politeness, without it being annoying or obnoxious.
Derico is a genius, literally. He is very intellectual, except that he isn’t arrogant or obnoxious about it. He hides this fact from plain view, to stop anyone from feeling less than him, or not as worthy. I admire him so much for this. He’s great with children too, Sven and Armani love him so much.
He is my perfect mate, I wouldn’t have anyone else than him.
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Augusta and Jinx
Username: Vintage
Name: Augusta [Please note that she has the mindset of an adult, I am getting her grown. ^^]
Significant other: Jinx -- Crush
Story:
Jinx is… Interesting, to say the least. With the fight or flight reflex, she would definitely be the one to fight physically, whereas, I would prefer to use my words to fight. I first saw Jinx when she was hijacking an ice-cream shop. I hadn’t known that she had done that, but I was in the mood to be a menace, just one of those days ya’ know?
Anyways, when I saw her, she struck me as different. She had, and still has, two long purple braids which she wears as a scarf. She had this grin on her face, and looked very unlawful. I had run up to her to tie her braids together, but she kicked me in the gut, fighting me off. I had picked up a stick, readying to fight her with it, sword maneuvers I had been taught (A pirate mother isn’t that bad).
We had a standoff, and something in her eyes attracted me. She was so unusual, different, and alluring. Not to mention gorgeously hot, but then again, she was a criminal. But that hadn’t stopped me. For one, my mother’s a pirate, so I hadn’t thought she was horrible malicious. But I’m getting off-topic here.
But that was before she pulled a weapon on me, something she called a Zapper. All thoughts of my attraction towards her disappeared as my brain went into overdrive, but we got to talking. I think we can call each other friends… I hope.
What I like most about Jinx is her fierce personality. Normally, I can stay calm and tranquil, but she set me on edge, gave me this rush of anger that felt so good. I felt different as well. We constantly argue, and she pulls her weapons out on me, I run, but in the end, we’re still decent friends.
She is always so determined, and I often wish I had the same motivation she has. She never gives up, and I have to back down to turn off the argument. And she is also tremendously brave. She isn’t afraid to do anything, and isn’t fearful of prison. She has so much experience with everything, while I’ve only had a minuscule glimpse of the world.
I used to think that she didn’t care about anything, hence, the reason why she doesn’t hesitate to hijack and ice-cream shop. But really, she cares. I had to teach her about friends, and how they can comfort each other and help, and I think she really cared about our conversation, or at least, it’s what she seemed to be.
Even with our arguing, I find her so attracting. We can fight and call each other names, but to be honest, I think both of our willingness to battle for dominance attracts us to one another. Before I met Jinx, I was a quiet, timid Kia. But she brought out the fire in me, allowed me to think what I wanted without worrying that someone wouldn’t like me because of that.
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Post by destiny on Aug 5, 2014 23:25:26 GMT
mark, non-owners cannot enter, i believe? Non-owners can enter, writing a compelling story with the mascot and her mate for a breeding slot to use on a future kiamara. Hey Moon another question... who is the mascots mate? Is this a made up mate //knowsnothing// |
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falcon
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Post by falcon on Aug 5, 2014 23:38:41 GMT
nuuu im a non owner :c
anyways, congrats to winner!
(I thought this was about science and i was like 'hell yeah im great at science you should see me in class' but nvm)
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IBiteBack
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Forever alone ;A;
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Post by IBiteBack on Aug 5, 2014 23:46:15 GMT
Username:
IBiteBack (Teeth)
Name:
I will be using the mascot, who- as far as I know- doesn't have a mate that's made an appearance or a name.
Significant other:
The mascot's mate ^w^.
Story:
At first, there wasn't much that caught my eye about him; he was like any other Kiamara I had seen before, what with the ever present spots and a blur of colors. Something just seemed to click after a moment of studying him- the mixed shades of white and cream, the golden spots decorating his pelt, and the adorable little tuft of hair that nearly hid those stunning green eyes from me. I denied it and turned away, avoiding his gaze for as long as I could because there was something about it that made me smile like a fool, and made my stomach feel warm. There was something in the back of my mind- like a little voice, but more of an urge than a whisper- telling me to look at him, to meet his gaze, and to let myself smile. Instead, I slid out of my chair at the little sandwich and coffee shop, and slipped right through the door before he could slip in so much as even a little 'Hello, good morning'! These feelings were confusing me- making me of all Kias- lose my cool. I liked to be in control of myself- emotions and health included, even if that might be difficult to those who thought about it. So these foreign feelings were unacceptable as they coursed through my veins faster than any venom, and made my legs feel weak enough that every now and then on the trek home I would have to pause unless I wanted to collapse- it felt like I would, but I was fine.
So I stayed away from the little comfortable shop that had become my favorite place to visit in the mornings for three whole days- which seemed like a much longer time than seventy-two hours. It hurt, as I wanted my coffee and even longed for one of their sandwiches, but I lasted three days before the temptation had me rushing back at my usually time of day.....Only to see someone oh-so-very familiar behind the counter, taking orders from the two young female Kias that were there and dealing with the flirtatious fronts they put up. I wasn't very interested in them or their orders, but my gaze lingered on that ever charming silent Kia and his ebony feathers. Truth be told, he hadn't said much to either of the females besides what the owner of the shop required him to say and a kind 'Goodbye' as they went to take their seats in a little booth in the corner. I took my usual place at a table near the floor to ceiling windows with my back to the stranger behind the counter, opening my ever loyal book of leather- otherwise known as a diary, to those who appreciated the more feminine words- and began to write about the three days without visiting the shop. This silent writing continued until a shadow went over my journal and darkened the pages, my gaze lifting to look at the culprit. Green eyes met amethyst, and once our gazes were locked, I knew that it was all over. He'd captured me. (522 words ^w^.)
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Post by carmineflyer on Aug 6, 2014 0:30:45 GMT
Username: carmineflyer Name: Ker Significant other: Jordan Story:
I remember thinking that fate hated me the day I met him. I was jumpy, that's all. Jumpy and paranoid, and I thought he was a threat. So I followed him, and for all my precautions, he still noticed me. And he ran, and I had to follow, and that was... Rather irritating. And of course, when I finally caught up, there was a slight... Incident that complicated things. It was interesting to see his reactions to the things that followed. He didn't try to kill me, to say the least. The rest... That shall remain between us.
He had a knack for getting into things he shouldn't have, and I sometimes wondered if my being there made him more reckless, as if he had something he wanted to live up too. At some point I wondered if me even staying with him was a far more reckless action then any he could claim. They would find me, and kill us all, because in a game of cat and mouse, the mouse will lose eventually.
There was one night that my guard came crashing down, and I believed things I shouldn't have. He had fooled me, and for a time I believed his lies, but it all came crashing down later. I thought they would wait for me, and they left me behind. I was naive and thought I had a chance at something I'd wondered about my whole life, and for a time, I thought I was... I thought he was...
Love.
I laughed later, when I was alone and the shock had gone away. My stupidity was astounding, I should've known it wouldn't last. I won't pretend that I knew the reason for it all, but in the end, what did it matter? He was gone, and there would never be, and never was, an us.
Of course, you must remember that fate hated me.
It was a simple enough task at first, I was hired by gangs often enough to get rid of competitors, and I'd heard about the gang war for some time now, it was nothing new. I wondered if I would get called in to work for one side or another, and sure enough, I was.
I remember walking into that room, seeing him, and wondering if I could plant a knife in his heart without all the gangs murdering me at once. The entire time, I wanted to pretend I felt nothing but hatred and fury, but something kept me from throwing that knife. I think it was because it was likely that if I did, I wouldn't have made it out of there alive.
I finished the job and left, I didn't want to see him any more then I already had and I didn't want to hear his excuses any more then I already had. I was ignoring the fact that our rather loud argument and his reasons for it all had stopped me from killing him, and had left me more confused then anything. The turmoil inside me was enough to drive anyone mad.
I was an idiot, I was going soft, this was insane, what did I think it would prove? I went back, I was in the area, why not? There were many good reasons to not go, and for some reason I ignored them all.
I found him quicker then I expected, maybe it was luck, maybe it was that I was finally beginning to understand his habits. He told me the situation he had managed to get himself into so long ago, before I met him. His gang was falling apart, and he was becoming an outsider. The leader had never liked me, disliked the relationship that might have formed between him and me. I asked him if he wanted them dead. We almost did it, but I suppose he had the good sense this time. He ran from the gang, and I followed him. He is probably the only person I will follow, and the only person I will ever consider following.
Why?...
Because he's the only person I can have a good argument with. Go away before I stick you full of knives.
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Username: carmineflyer
Name: Shanika
Significant other: Yulia
Story:
She thought I was some sort of mass murderer the first time she saw me. What can I say? She caught me at a bad time, and misunderstood the things she saw. Though there aren't many other ways to interpret someone walking around with a spear. I was taking it back from repairing it and I neglected to bring some sort of bag... Though that might've made it even worse. Besides, if she hadn't been so scared of me, we probably would've even have met.
Funny the way that works. When I saw that I was scaring her, I had to say something. I don't like walking up to random people and starting conversations, but I figured this merited at least an explanation.
We laughed later, after everything was figured out. I found that she lived quite close to me, a few houses down. It was getting dark, but we didn't mind, we didn't care how long it took to walk home.
It was unfortunate that the gang had to be out today. Immature brats, hated by all. I've never liked bullies, and I very nearly snapped when they started yelling at us. Yulia beat me too it though. I will admit that I would not have thought that those kids would be so afraid of a snake. Of course, when it's thrown right at you, hissing at all, I do suppose that is rather frightening... Where did she even find that snake anyway?
Days went by, and we met in the park often. In a small town, it's not hard to run into people you know. Especially if a park is the only sort of gathering place in the town. Sometimes we walked around the shops that lined the park, and on one windy day, we took shelter in one, filled with wood-carvings that were so well done they seemed alive. We picked out a few, and she insisted on buying. I don't even know why, we were just friends at that point...
We went home, the wind turning into a storm, and we had just made it into my apartment when the power went out. We didn't care too much though. It was like those sleepovers teenagers have, we grabbed all these pillows and blankets, making one big bed. We talked and laughed almost the whole night, I can't remember when I finally fell asleep. I'm not even sure that I did.
It became a tradition for us to go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner in one of the small restaurants around the outside of the park. I called it 'supporting the local shop owners,' she called it 'excuses for Shanika to buy me stuff.'
The day I proposed, we were walking around the park after eating at the local salad bar. I remember fingering the ring nervously, a band where lions jumped in and out of a woven nest of metal. It was something given to me long ago, I had only told her a little of my past. I remember taking a deep breath, getting down on my knee and pouring out my heart to her. There was a moment where I was prepared to fail, and then she said yes and my heart exploded.
Time passes quickly when you spend it with the love of your life. Days flash by, and they are filled with laughter, the darkest and the few with arguments and slammed doors. No one is perfect, and we both made mistakes, but wounds heal and scars fade, and the time flashes by before your eyes.
It seems like only yesterday that I held a little bundle of dark fur in my arms that looked so much like her, but with my messy hair spilling all out the sides, only a few hours ago I saw her rainbow eyes open on our little son.
Time flies by, and I see our son grow up, and I see our family. Our little family that started with a misunderstanding, furthered with a snake and a gang of brats, sealed with a ring from a painful past.
Who says everything has to be perfect?
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Post by hedwig on Aug 6, 2014 0:56:03 GMT
Username: {Hedwig
Name: Luna
Significant other: Patrick
Story: "I'm gay." Now I've never been one to excel In math, but in this context, I was able to put two and two together. He was gay, I was a girl hopelessly in love with someone who'd never love me back. That didn't add out even. I remember the day he opened up his door to me and he was all I could see was him. I was never one to believe in love. I always thought it was just some frivolous reaction caused by chemical releases from the brain. I was never one to trust others either, but I guess the right person can cause us all to change.
We became friends, though me wishing us to be more, we spent almost every day together, and most nights we'd lay on the cliffs edge and look at the stars like we had that first night. We grew so close. It was heart wrenching for me to see him everyday, and not being able to tell him how I felt. It was like trying to keep a bird caged all it's life, it keeps trying to fly and you're holding it back because you're too afraid it won't come back to you. I was too afraid that he'd run off with my feelings and never give me a second thought if I told him. There were times I tried to convince myself that some of the things he said and did were hints that he loved me too, those were the nights I'd cancel on our starry night plans and cry myself to sleep alone.
But then one day, I was thinking of leaving, the emotional pain was becoming too much. I was curled up on his couch, him sitting across from me. We had sat just like this a few years ago when I had first met him and the reminder of the hope I had before I knew about him was so painful. I wanted to tell him, to pour my heart out and then leave and just never come back, but he beat me to starting a heartfelt conversation. "Luna, I need to tell you something...." He spoke quietly, a slight hesitation in his beautiful voice. I remembered people saying that all the time in the sappy movies we used to watch together, usually they said that before they broke up, but we weren't together. I couldn't imagine what he was going to say next. "What if I told you I think I like girls too?"
I couldn't tell if my insides were screaming from hope, or from complete disappointment. "You see, there's this girl, and all I want is to be with her, and have her be mine and mine only. I don't know how to go about telling her." He looked sad and confused. Now I don't know if you've ever been in a situation where you're giving the one they love advice about the one they love, but it is the most painful thing I'd ever experienced. "J-just tell her how you feel because chances are...she'd be so h-happy to be y-y-yours." I finally let the tears fall as I stood up to head towards the door, I couldn't take it anymore.
But I felt a strong and protective hand land on my shoulder and is spun me around. I felt myself being lifted off the ground and held tight to a heart beating so fast it felt as though it would burst. I was set on the couch and suddenly there was a body pressed against mine and a set of lips gently set against my own. I was in shock, I laid frozen, and then I kissed him back. I kissed him back until I couldn't breathe. He finally pulled back and laid his forehead atop mine, he was so close, I had always wished this closeness between us. He looked me in the eyes and spoke words I never thought I'd here yet always imagined him saying. "Hey Luna, this hot girl told me to tell you...that I love you."
Turns out, love is a real thing. And wow am I glad it is.
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Trollish
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Post by Trollish on Aug 6, 2014 1:12:08 GMT
 Dash - Damon x Ash - Chemistry Comp Entry - Flashback / Remembrance
Trollish Name ;; Damon Significant Other ;; Gunpowdercat's Ash - Mate Story ;;His eyes were made of gold.
I thought to myself, allowing my eyes to wander toward the other side of the street. A tall, lean male kia stood there- his ashen hair laying haphazardly atop his head. He took a seat on a nearby bench, and his eyes almost met mine- though I quickly looked away. I noticed the way he moved was fluid, a graceful and intricate poise adorned him. His clothes were loose and uncaring, however despite their guising his form the colors flattered him. It became obvious that he had a keen eye for the fashionable. I had just then noticed I'd been staring for too long, and hurriedly wheeled my wheelbarrow bustling with plant-life back inside the greenhouse.
It wasn't until a moment later that I saw a small weed growing from a crack in the floor. It reminded me of myself, in a way. Meekly just existing and not doing much else. I knew that… I had a feeling if I didn't act now I may never have a chance to do so again. I took a shaky breath, my face bright red. Hesitantly I crossed the street, and took a seat next to the ash grey kiamara. He seemed to be spacing out a bit, though turned to greet me with some blush of his own and a confused expression. While the conversation between us was sparse, the air that surrounded our discussion was peaceful and flustered. I couldn't help but wonder what he thought of me. Though I was usually conscious of such things, for whatever reason it was more important than usual. I felt that… maybe I could impress him somehow. I knew I was getting ahead of myself, after all he was another male like me- he probably didn't even return my feelings. But those golden eyes staring back at me, and that kind and understanding look behind them egged me on. They looked… inviting. As if telling me it would be alright if I said something. That nothing would go so horribly as I'd assumed. I quietly excused myself, leaving the bench and slipping back across the street and into my own vast greenhouse. The greenhouse itself was jam packed with all varieties of flora, trees and fruit-bearing plants. I knew exactly where I needed to go, and hurriedly I found my way back to the roses. I carefully plucked one from rest, taking a moment to remove the thorns. I then made my way back to where the kia had sat, but it appeared he had gone. I felt my heart sink, where'd he gone? Had I done something to upset him? I had told him I'd be back… My eyes strayed to his seat on the bench, and it appeared that a small tattered envelope had sat where he once did. Hesitantly I opened it, "Dear Damon, Hey! I know this is a bit… er… awkward. But I had to go. I know you can't forgive me for bailing on you like that, but it was for a good cause, I promise! Look I really want to see you again some time and… uh… man this is awkward to even write out to you. How can I say this… I'd like to maybe… go to dinner with you? Which is to say I kind of… well I like you Damon. I like you a lot. You're kind and understanding and you listen when I talk, I think I know what you crossed the street to do. And if I'm right, then I'll just have to accept it next time. Until then! Sincerely, Ash." We met time and time after that for a long, long time- though as the saying goes, time tends to fly when you're enjoying yourself. Ash would come over to my house in the evenings and we'd care to the greenhouse. Periodically we'd go to movies, or dinner- it didn't matter as long as we were together. After what seemed like nothing at all, we were wed with a beautiful son- Aragon, who's now old enough to leave us and find his own path. Meeting Ash… was the best thing to ever happen to me.
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 Frylyx - Fry x Felyx - Chemistry Comp Entry - Email
Username ;; Trollish Name ;; Fry Significant Other ;; Riakou's Felyx - Crush Story ;; I recall it was late at night.You know me, don't you? Always working the late shifts nobody else wants to cover. As the manager, I tend to put my employees first- and the night shifts never bothered me anyway. In fact working the night shifts at McDonalds gives you some pretty interesting tales to tell. This is one of those tales, mind you. You stumbled in late that night, while I was nodding off at the counter- propped up with my elbow. You Wandered up to the counter, looking like you were completely lost. Your eyes fluttered down to me, and I know you think I didn't notice, but you couldn't have been more obvious. You reeked of alcohol, and your hair was unkept- there were dark black circles under your eyes and at first I have to admit I was afraid. I thought perhaps you were drunk or dangerous, because it's not uncommon we have those types this early. It was only you and me. Nobody else around to speak of. There was a pristine silence between us, before you even uttered a word. Of course you knew my name already, because of the tag pinned neatly to my uniform. But I had to ask yours. "Felyx," you said, "my name's Felyx." I don't think I could forget it if I tried. I recall when you ordered, you were short a dollar- said you forgot your wallet back at the bar. I happily covered the gap, asking only that in return I got to take a seat beside you and eat as well, after all I'd skipped lunch. You agreed, though I noticed a bit of blush hinting your cheeks. The conversation between us cleared up a few things. Turns out you owned the bar next door, ironic really- that we'd never met before considering how close we'd been all this time. We prattled on for quite some time before you mentioned it. You said you thought I was handsome, to which I couldn't help but blush. I asked what made you say something like that- though you only responded with some quirky remark concerning honesty. You always were blunt, though thats something about you I couldn't help but adore. Perhaps it was coincidence that brought us together, or perhaps some odd turn of fate. Even if you're happier without me, I wanted to let you know you were the first man, the first kiamara- that I ever loved. We sat in the booth together for some time, both on the same side- one leaning against the other. Our intermingling fur added warmth and comfort to the otherwise empty building. It felt as though there wasn't anyone else for miles and miles- that somehow this were our own domain where no one else dare tread. Looking back at it, this whole thing seems really odd and silly. After all it was just a normal late night at a normal McDonalds, working a normal night shift. The only thing that wasn't normal, was you. Granted I didn't see you much afterward. There were passing glances, sure- but I think you've moved on past me. I heard you got a new girlfriend, and I hope things between you are great. I know I didn't say it then, but that was a mistake. So I'm going to say it now. Felyx, I really like you. And I want to know if maybe… you like me too? It's alright if you don't, but I at least wanted to let you know how I feel. Maybe sending this silly email wasn't the way to go about it, but I needed to tell you somehow- and you always seem to be gone when I stop by. So, uhm, hey. I'll always be waiting if you need me. Same time and place as last time. That is, if you're interested. - Fry P.S. I know you didn't forget your wallet.
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 Ariser - Kaiser x Ariedenne - Chemistry Comp Entry - Love Letter
Trollish Name ;; Kaiser Significant Other ;; Ravendarus's Ariedenne - Crush Story ;; Dearest Ariedenne,
This may be the most cliché thing I've done in my entire life, but it… feels like the right thing to do. Throughout the many days, weeks and months we've known one another I've been… oh how do I say this… falling in love with you.
Seeing you every day at the mansion has been a delight. It's been so wonderful to have company other than the typical staff. Granted they're all delightful people, but there's always been something different about you. You have a certain grace about your step, despite the way you stumble. You have a certain glimmer in your smile, even when things seem hopeless. You have a certain look in your eyes, that says you've had a difficult journey… as have I.
You are so beautiful. Even when we first met I was struck with that beauty of yours. Even though you blush and deny it, I know it to be true that you are the most gorgeous kiamara who's presence I've ever been graced with.
It's not only your beauty that astounds me, else I wouldn't be writing a letter of love. Believe me, with the paths we've walked, I'm certain we both know the difference between the gift of love and the toils of lust. I seek you not only for your loveliness, but also for the wonderful kiamara that you are beyond your appearance.
Aridenne, you're kind and empathic, and I feel you can understand me in a way others cannot grasp. We've talked about our pasts before, if I recall- and neither were glorious, to say the very least. You're graceful, soft-spoken and your words are gentle and kind. You speak knowing the impact of your words, and everything you do has rhythm and grace to it.
When we spend time together, Arie, it feels like we're the only kiamaras in this world- and I'm perfectly alright with that. I'd sooner be with you for the rest of my life, than without you for eternity.
We share many things, Arie, a set of golden eyes, a set of golden feathers and defunct pasts that made us who we are today. I hope that we share this love I have as well, because there's nothing else like it in the world.
I don't care what people may think or say as long as I have you by my side. And I know it may be too much to ask of you, given the life you've lived until now, but I figured that this note would be the best way to say it.
I always thought that I'd never find love. Quite frankly my parents relationship was horrid. I figured that money would only lure people who would leech off you, or corrupt the kiamara who held it in his paws. But I was wrong about that. Ariedenne when I met you, there was nothing in your paws. You had nothing at all. And when I took you in, you didn't only want my fortune, you were modest and kind with everything and were conscious of how much you took. You were always looking out for me, and making sure you hadn't done anything to upset me.
Not that I think you ever could, Arie.
I thought if I ever fell in love, it'd be with a rich, esteemed woman with a sense for stones and things that sparkle. Perhaps someone who would attend classy dinners and talk for hours about meaningless things. I was wrong about that, too. I couldn't have asked for a better girl than you, Arie. For the reasons I've written above and so much more.
Ariedenne I love you, you're the most amazing thing to ever happen to me and I want to be your man. I want to formally ask that we go out together. If you'd oblige, I can surely make the greatest arrangements- after all it'd only be right to treat the woman I adore to a night she'll never forget.
Granted you may never see this letter, but I felt that I needed to write out my feelings to you so perhaps one day I could tell you myself...
Forever yours,
Kaiser
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Post by Solanum on Aug 6, 2014 1:35:31 GMT
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Post by Moonskye on Aug 6, 2014 2:14:15 GMT
Non-owners can enter, writing a compelling story with the mascot and her mate for a breeding slot to use on a future kiamara. Hey Moon another question... who is the mascots mate? Is this a made up mate //knowsnothing// The mascot's mate is currently in-the-works, but assume it has no set gender like it's partner and make your story up from there. You can make up either name if necessary for your story. |
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Post by Moonskye on Aug 6, 2014 2:20:08 GMT
Username: cupcake frosting Name: Tocino (PPS Child, has a child-crush on Panini) Significant other: Panini, crush Story: (list word count at end) wip Are we allowed to use MicroKias? Since there is no guarantee MicroKias will ever breed, no. Thanks for asking, though! |
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Post by Ravendarus on Aug 6, 2014 2:24:28 GMT
A R I S E R - Entry 1
Username: Ravendarus
Name: Ariedenne
Significant other: Kaiser - Crush
Story: My eyes fluttered open that morning slowly; the sun seeped through the windows curtains staining my eyes with its presence. I sighed softly rolling out bed to avoid getting the sun directly in my eyes; it was a wonderful day by the looks of it. I smiled opening the curtains and letting out a gentle sigh. I glanced over carefully at the clock and my eyes widened, “Oh no!” I yelped. I was late to begin work, and I really hated to displease the Master.
I dashed over to my closet pulling out my uniform and dressing myself accordingly, I fixed up my hair a bit and pulled back my shimmering gold feathers. I smiled at myself and headed out the door. I stopped in Kaiser’s office lightly and gazed inside, walking in slowly, “Sir are you in here?” I asked curiously as he usually was in here.I was surprised to find him not there, it was rather odd for him to not be up yet, but perhaps he was elsewhere.
I was about to turn and leave when something caught my eye. It was crumpled up piece of paper; I picked it up softly and chuckled, “Always leaving his stuff around” I chuckled cleaning up after his mess yet again. I was about to throw it out when something caught my eye. My name written in a most fancy font; I really shouldn’t read his things. It would be wrong of me, and yet I was intrigued to know.
It could have been a list of things for me to do, or something along the lines of such. Nodding my head gingerly as I glanced down, my eyes widened lightly in shock as I tenderly unraveled the paper in my hands.“Dearest Ariedenne” the note read, it was a letter from Kaiser.My hands trembled and my body shook as I read the letter. My heart leapt, I never realized how much it would. It was so swift, the delicate touch when he touched me, pressing me closer to him had sent electricity though my body, I didn't realize how much I actually cared for him. "Ariedenne" he whispered my name, the way he said it, the warmth filling his naturally cold voice, it made my heart flutter. My whole body burned for him, it ached and then that letter, so filled with warmth, passion and utter joy... I loved it, so much. I loved him. I loved Kaiser, I couldn't deny it anymore, as much as I had wanted to. I had been hurt with love once, but somehow it felt like I was supposed to be with him. It was meant to be.
I let the letter drop from my hand letting it come up covering my mouth as I felt tears crawl down my cheeks. It was so beautiful, I just, couldn’t understand my own feelings. I wiped my own tears away, picking up the letter once more instead of leaving it to be forgotten I folded it delicately and placed it in my pocket, close to my heart, where I could remember it.
I walked to the desk and picked up a pen and smiled softly as I wrote him a letter in return…
Dear Kaiser,
I know I’m not the best at expressing how I feel truly; I know I’m clumsy, unorthodox and a little dense from time to time. I know my letter can’t be as sentimental as yours because I can’t explain how I feel about it.
I’m afraid of my own feelings, because I don’t want to hurt you, I never want to hurt you Kaiser. When we first met I was surprised to have ended up in your garden, I expected to get yelled at for making another mistake, but instead you welcomed me into your home, and ever since I met you it’s like I’ve changed.
I’ve become a better person thanks to you Kaiser. I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done. I know it’s probably not enough, but I accept. I love you Kaiser, with all my heart.
- Love Ariedenne
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S H I M O R T E - Entry 2
Username: Ravendarus
Name: Shizuka
Significant other: Lemorte - Her mate
Story: ‘I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed life like I do now. Before I met you I was ashamed of myself, I was weak without you. I was shy, and scared, and though I still am a bit. I am also stronger now, and braver. Everyday has become perfect, and it can only get better.’ I wrote softly and smiled down at my note, before stuffing it in my pocket. Lemorte’s birthday would be here soon as it would be apart of my gift to him. I walked downstairs to the kitchen to get a drink. I held it in my hands and couldn’t help but remember.
I remember all the days we spent together, before Marcellus was born. I remember turning back and looking at his adorable smile, I didn’t know why but it seemed different, not a normal Lemorte smile, like he was suddenly happier. I remember kissing him, his arms wrapped around my waist as we danced. I loved everything about Lemorte, he was so understanding, and kind. He didn’t even mind that I didn’t talk. In fact he thought it was cute. I blushed timidly putting my hand over my mouth.
He was the first Kiamara to really understand me, and he was the first I actually trusted with showing my more open side. He knew more about me then anyone else. I remember when we first met; I was sitting under a tree drawing a picture when he appeared on the bench. He was sitting and smiling at me tilting his head in a cocky manner, he walked over and presented me with a compliment. My orange face had turned red and I pulled my face into my sweater hoodie. I had gotten up and ran away, because I hadn’t been used to being complimented. He never gave up though; he kept trying.
Until he asked me out, I remember it took him a while, he gave me gifts and never stopped trying, I couldn’t say no, I agreed to go out with him. I couldn’t have been more happy, though I wasn’t used to being spoiled with stuff. What I wasn’t expecting, was that day in the park...
I had agreed to meet Lemorte in the park, in my usual post under a tree. In all honesty, I half expected him to arrive on a golden horse after being treated to the finest stuff life could offer. I was used to a life of the poor, now I was practically drowning in riches that Lemorte offered. That day he had asked me to wear a dress… in public, something I was very uncomfortable with, but did it for him, though I never actually admitted it to him, I was… in love, with his charms, his looks… and how nice he was to me, though I was scared it wasn't real, that he was just teasing me.
Well… I knew I would find out soon enough but so far Lemorte seemed like a nice guy.
I glanced down, I was wearing a deep blue gown with solid navy stripes, it matched her sweater that she often was seen wearing. I jumped hearing someone come closer, I turned around and blinked surprised at seeing Lemorte all dressed up the way he was, not to say he didn't always dress nicely… but this was the nicest I had seen him. Blushing meekly, I glanced away for a moment, until he lowered himself into a bow, offering me a magnificent diamond ring. "Shizuka, mon love of mon life, will tou marry me?" He asked me gently, I blinked and turned swiftly to him seeing the ring I almost fainted.
Hearing his words, how I longed to returned them to him, I bit my lip tenderly and nodded my head with a delicate movement as I reached down and touched the ring to assure myself it was real and this was happening. I nodded my head, I accepted his proposal, I almost started to cry for doubting him, I leaned in and hugged him happily. From the day forth, we would be mates, happily together.
I knew then how much I loved him.
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S K I M I T R I - Entry 3
Username: Ravendarus
Name: Dimitri
Significant other: Ski - His Mate
Story: To my beloved Ski,
I wanted to let you know how much you mean to me, I know it’s been a while since we last spoke, because we’ve been busy with work, and Elias. I wouldn’t be the same guy if it weren’t for you Ski. I was a flirt, I liked to go out with girls, and I admit, I even went on a date with a guy before. That was the past though.
I was lame, uncool and above all, a total dork. I have always been the failure in my family, enough so that I didn’t even deserve to wear the family feathers so I got my own. I was always an outcast, the black sheep. I mean, I am a flirtatious librarian. That’s as odd as they come.
Then I met you Ski and everything changed. For the first time I actually felt something meaningful, something more precious then cheesy pick-up lines and hopelessly romantic poetry. I felt love. I know we’ve been through a lot, and it’s probably hard to remember now, but remember the people we used to be? Remember when you called me annoying and actually meant it? You still call me annoying, but usually annoying handsome follows it and you can’t resist admitting it.
It’s hard to picture you not being in my life Ski, I can’t imagine, waking up with you not by my side. I just can’t do it. That’s how much you mean to me Ski. If I got down on one knee again I would praise how you are my sun and moon. You are my heart, and I love you more then anything else Ski.
I love our son Elias and other children we may have in the future. I would love you no matter what you did. I can’t say you’ll love me forever because I know I can be a total annoying flirt, but admit it you love it when I flirt with you, you have fun, you can’t hide that smile. That smile, I’ll admit it was what made me start to fall for you.
When you first smiled at me for the very first time; it was like I was seeing the real you for the first time and it was a shock. Before you smiled you smirked, or faked it, you called me annoying, and I’ll admit I was going to give up and move on like I always did. But that smile you gave me on my last attempt was what made me stay.
I love you for who you are Ski, everything about you, I love to wrap you in my arms and kiss you, I love to dance with you, I love to lay down with you, I love to eat with you. Ski, I’ve never really felt like this before I met you. Now and then I tend to think back on how we met, I think about how I wanted to kiss you, how I longed to kiss you. Though you were a total tease and wouldn’t let me, I was addicted to trying, and even though it took forever, our first kiss was perfect.
I’m glad I didn’t stop trying Ski, I’m glad I took you to my home’s garden and proposed to you there because it means so much to me. That garden where I grew up with my mother helping her grow them, I know if she was still here she would have loved to meet you… and in a way taking you there and purposing was my way of introducing you to her. I think she would approve of us. I’m glad I met you Ski, my sexy scientist.
I will always love you.
Love, Dimitri
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C H Y D E - Entry 4
Username: Ravendarus
Name: Lyde
Significant other: Chip - His Mate
Story: It happened so suddenly.
I wish I remembered.
What happened to me back then?
I feel like I woke up to an angel watching over me.
The Angel called me Lyde when I woke up, she smiled at me, I don't remember her, but she calls herself Chip, she said I fell of the roof of the barn. I was cleaning up the roof, fixing the tiles and stuff like that, working hard, but then a gust of wind came and I fell, I was trying to grab onto the ladder, but on my way down, I got under it and it fell on me.
Chip, I'm a bit sad, I don't remember her at all, I don't remember anything. She tells me all these things about who I am, and how I used to be, but it seems so odd, I can't remember at all. It frustrates me that I can't remember, I'm not her perfect Lyde, even if I wanted to be I just can't. It hurts me, I'm meeting new Kiamara's everyday, but they are my family, they know me so well, but then I can't remember them like I would like to. I try to put on a smile and pretend it's okay, just so I don't hurt Chip, she seems to really care for me, and I think I do as well, for her, but I feel so distant from her and I can sense her hurt… and it hurts me too. I still love her, no matter what.
I looked at Chip as she placed an ice pack on my head, "How does that feel?" She asked me, I smiled quietly at her, "Well… nice…" I answered quietly, I noticed her smile falter when I said that, but I smiled a bit more for her, "Much Better" I said perking up a bit, seeing her smile lift made me feel even the tiniest bit better. She was a beautiful kia and I don't know what I would do without her. I was lost, but she was here to guide me. "So… how did.. we meet again?" I asked her curiously. "Well we meet… again in the forest, we were childhood friends, but hadn't seen each other in a while, but then we meet up in the forest… and I asked where you got your feathers" She said softly to me, "You told me an abandoned nest, whilst you were looking for shiny things" She chuckled, "it's your hobby, collecting shining things" She said, I blinked a bit and smiled, looking down at my swirl chain on my tail. "Well… I do love shiny things" I casted her a gentle smile, she chuckled softly and smiled at me.
‘Chip’ I thought quietly, my heart ached again when she turned away from me, I knew she was hurting on the inside even though she wasn’t showing it. I gave a heavy sigh silently not wishing to worry her further as I put my hand on my head trying to remember her. I know I cannot force myself to, but I tried my best, I wanted to be this Lyde she wanted, for her; even if I wasn’t perfect, even if I messed up. She was my mate I can feel it deep down. I don’t know how to show it yet but I will, one day. Perhaps with rest I could try harder again after my headache goes away.
Chip, I am sorry I cannot be perfect, I am sorry I forgot, I am sorry I get mad easily now. I wish I could change it so it never happened. Know this, I love you Chip; that will never change. I’d take it back if I could. I will try harder for you. I promise.
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Little Fish
Junior Member
Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight?
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Post by Little Fish on Aug 6, 2014 2:24:36 GMT
Username:
Little Fish
Name:
Bread
Significant other:
Donut
Story:
Me and Donut have had our fair share of arguments but we always work past it and look on to the future. wipppppp
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Post by Lierre on Aug 6, 2014 12:33:43 GMT
Username: Lierre
Name: Zachary
Significant other: Oblivion
Story: wip
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Post by sorenna on Aug 6, 2014 23:08:53 GMT
Username:
Sorenna
Name:
Mascot's significant other
Significant other:
Mascot
Story:
Days wasted laying here, waiting for a change in the monotonous routine I call my life. I'm not an adventurer, that much is known. In fact I'm not exactly the most adored kiamara in the bunch either. Mostly a loner. It was fine for a while, until valentine's day rolled around once again. This year was crazy, with too many couples to bother counting gushing over each other. I couldn't escape it, I was stuck here, a fake smile on my face, wishing that maybe I could experience such a feeling of magnitude and trueness.
I daydreamed about it for days over a box of half-price chocolates. I wished I had someone. Someone to put fire in my life.
After a few more boring hours of stuffing my face with candy I bought on the after-valentines-day sale, I decided I'd better burn off some of the calories.
I felt pretty fat after I had just stuffed probably a million calories down my gullet. A walk would do some good, at least.
The park had always been my place of escape. It was one of the few truly beautiful things I've seen. It may have entranced me a bit too much, because before I knew what was happening I was hit in the head by a frisbee, and soon after, someone slammed into me. I fell tail over paws over face before crashing into a nearby shrubbery. I stuck my head out of the shrub, to see a giggling lady-kia, frisbee at her paws. As she saw me, she tried to pull a sympathetic face, but instead burst into a new round of giggles. She hopped forward, sticking out her paw towards my face. I started to shy away until she batted a leaf off of my snout. I didn't see that there. I was too focused on staring at the girl in front of me.
"Hey, you need help?" She didn't wait for an answer before hauling me out of the shrub. She set me down, before pacing all around me, tail flipping about gracefully like a cat's. She sniffed me all over. I twitched, somewhat nervous. She made her way back around to the front of me. "Mhmhm, you smell like... Candy!" She grinned. I chuckled. "Yeah, I sorta stuffed my face with it before I came here..." I laughed sheepishly. I was surprised at her next words, however.
"Me too, actually. Sale candy is irresistible! It's valentine's day that's unbearable. I needed to... Get away." She grinned lightheartedly.
"I guess we're more alike than I thought..." I said, trailing off in thought.
She glanced at the sky. Checking the sun's position, I'd guess. "Well, I'd best be going." She sighed, picked up the frisbee and put it in her bag, then backed away a few steps. Locking eyes one last time, she turned away entirely and started back.
I couldn't just let her slip away like that. "Hey, wait!" I called. "What's your name?"
She stopped, looking back at me over her shoulder. "My name... is unimportant. I'll be here tomorrow." She smiled coyly before walking off, tail kinked, much like a cat's.
And she was. She was there the next day, and the next, and all the days after that. Our visits became friendlier, and not too long later, we realized our true feelings, though it was a long time before we voiced them.
I never did learn her name.
But what she was called was unimportant. I was in love.
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Post by Tempest on Aug 7, 2014 6:14:30 GMT
My love, my friend and my companion
Username:
Tempest Rain
Name:
Zhenya
Significant other:
Vincent
Story: [ Zhenya's encounter with Vincent and their chemistry behind their adoration and devotion for each other] By nature I was scared of men, I had my encounters with them and i've done some stuff I regret and this has influenced my past hatred towards guys. I had a phobia of them, the only exception being my younger friend who was named Vincent. We met when we were very young and at first we clashed and fought but he was like a brother to me. Klavier, my twin brother was wary of him at first, which I don't blame him and I was happy to earn support from him, though Vincent was generally a nice kia with a big heart and Klavi's concern wasn't necessary. Through my teen years I started to lose contact with him, the last memory I can remember before he became too occupied with life to hang out with me was when we went to the beach. It was when I realized he had other feelings for me. Being the naive kid I was I didn't realize it at first, I had figured something was wrong because Vincent kept to himself and didn't talk and joke around as much as before. When the sun had started setting it was when I recieved my first kiss from him, it shocked me and I didn't know what to do, the childish side of me wanted to run away and avoid him after that. I had a horrible plague that dropped me below rock bottom, it started when I was younger that I became to develop anxiety and I constantly felt like people's feelings were fleeting and that I could be betrayed any time. I kept to myself, the only exception being Vincent who always had a way with his words that seemed to make me feel secure and protected, it felt as though if all hell broke loose in the world, that he'd remain by my side through death. We shared similar hobbies, we loved the beach, I enjoyed going over to his beach house and we'd talk for hours on end over a beautiful sunset, we had similar interests since the day I first met him as a child, I knew it wouldn't be long before I just couldn't avoid him and conceal my feelings. He was with me since I was young, Vincent became apart of me, apart of who I am and my identity, I felt like I could never truly be myself until I met him. I admit, as a kid I was mean and very blunt, though I did have a kind heart I just didn't know how to share my true feelings. Vincent made me more confident and when I am feeling down or if my anxiety comes back he is always there to console me, as I would do the same for him. |
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