Kyngdom Survival Guide
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NAME:
SPECIES:
JOB/TITLE:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
HOME:
MOST OFTEN SEEN AT:
FRIEND OR MENTOR:
ENEMY OR RIVAL:
FAVORITE POSSESSION OR OBJECT:
MOTTO OR FAVORITE SAYING:
STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
BACKGROUND:
You can also print out the official Kyngdom identification form.
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NAME: Charlie W.
SPECIES: Human (Homo sapiens)
JOB/TITLE: Sprocketville, Southwest Kyngdom
APPEARANCE: Tall for his age (13), average build, curly dark brown hair always needs a haircut (except right after he gets one)
PERSONALITY: Never the first to speak up, but always the first to notice something
HOME: His parents' house, which his mom likes to say has the most natural light of any underground bunker in Sprocketville, thanks to its many skylights
MOST OFTEN SEEN AT: The machinist wing of the Cypher Labs dormitory, where he lives on a hall with the other gear-nerds. Needless to say it's not the cleanest wing in the building.
FRIEND OR MENTOR: Dr. Sheepshank was the first adult he felt really took him seriously.
ENEMY OR RIVAL: Marcus R., the best machinist at Cypher--and a full year younger than Charlie.
FAVORITE POSSESSION OR OBJECT: His titanium sprocket wrench set, a 13th birthday gift from Dr. Sheepshank.
MOTTO OR FAVORITE SAYING: Er, did you try hitting it with a hammer?
STRENGTHS: Inventiveness--at age 8, he built a working dishwasher from scratch.
WEAKNESSES: Confidence--he has trouble standing up for himself sometimes.
BACKGROUND: Charlie grew up in Sprocketville, a small bunker town in Southwest Kyngdom. He was lonely there, since there weren't many other kids around--but that gave him plenty of time to tinker with the smashed-up machines that lined all the roads in town. After he built an entirely new set of household appliances from scratch, word spread across Kyngdom. Eventually, Dr. Sheepshank recruited him to be part of the Cypher Labs team. His parents were sad to see him go, but he didn't think twice: this was his big break.
submitted by Charlie W., age 13, Cypher Labs Dormitory
(January 14, 2016 - 10:50 am)
(January 14, 2016 - 10:50 am)
Welcome, Raven!
(October 3, 2016 - 12:09 pm)
In the few places that I posted I'm posting this:
Hello. I am very new. I am currently a merfairy, but I am being reborn as something far greater, in my opinion...
A phoenix!
I am your avergae phoenix with fire powers!
I hope you like me!
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So I wanted y'all to know that my name is Harmony and I'm a phoenix!
(October 3, 2016 - 8:07 am)
Name: Moorloon
Species: human (though strangely enough my mother was a gryphon)
Job/title: Overseer of the animals, BIG
Apperance: very slim (that's how I pull of hiding my wings),very straght purple hair, dark green eyes, 15 years of age, and 7 feet tall
Personality: Sassy and observant
Home: BIG headquarters, 13th floor
Most often seen at: The gryphon habatat
Friend or mentor: My mother ruler of the gry--er humans
Enemy or rival: Lucinda: Meif'wa (cat lady)
Favorite possestion or object: Rakur The runt of the wolves
Motto or favorite saying: Fly high or fly low but watch out for bird droppings
Strangths: a great listener
Weaknesses: Top Secret
Background: Father human, mother gryphon when they both died I came to work for BIG
(October 4, 2016 - 5:50 pm)
Hi there Moorloon! I have wings too, although they're hawk wings, and I wasn't born with them. I was expirimented on by the SOCS. I had a friend who was a cat girl, although she was Dolor Felis, not Meif'wa. My parents both worked for BIG, before they werekilled in an expiriment. Do you work for BIG, or are you trapped in the gryphon habitat? And, also, hasn't BIG fallen? Or are you in a different branch or something? Oh, and just thought you should no, there's a war going on between Catastrophe and pretty much anyone else. BIG is probably the safest place right now, so I would stay there 'til the end of the war.
(October 5, 2016 - 5:22 am)
Hello everyone! I just wanted to say that I am in the process of drawing every character on this thread and will be posting the pictures on the art thread as soon as I can figure out how. If you don't want me to post the drawing of your charrie, please tell me. Some of you might have known already. This is a heads-up for those who didn't. I have no idea when I'll be done.
Mexi, my captcha pet, says vagr. Vaguer? Why would I make it vague?
(October 5, 2016 - 2:43 pm)
Oh My Claaws! (I'm sorry I know I say that a lot). That is such a good idea Viola?! Although, I think it might take quite awhile. You don't have to draw me if you don't want to, and I would understand if you didn't because I haven't really posted much of a description of myself. If you do want to draw me, though, just draw me however you see me in your imagination. I would be interested in seeing that. Thanks.
Oh, and do you think I should have a pet captcha?
(October 7, 2016 - 3:35 pm)
Thanks shadow! It does actually take forever. I haven't been timing them, but I think each charrie can take between two and five hours to draw. I will definitely draw you if I can, but it might be kind of hard with no description. Also, I'm still not sure how to get the pictures here and have yet to try a third time.
You should get a pet captcha if you want one. I fell in love with Mexi the instant she told me her name. She still says odd things to me every time I post. Like right now, she said togw. Tug of war? Okay, Mexi, in a minute.
I think it's actually kind of sweet how you say Oh my Claaws all the time. It keeps her memory alive. I'll admit it, I sometimes say Oh my Kyngdom out loud in real life.
Thanks again!
(October 7, 2016 - 6:01 pm)
Name: Autumn
Species: Lycan (were wolf)
Job/Title: Artist and Scavenger
Appearance: Long ankle length brown hair she always keeps tied up in a braid and large green eyes. Her left ear has three peircings, one for each of her dead siblings. She can almost always be seen wearing a cozy-looking crimson red sweatshirtand a pair of torn jeans. Average height for her age (13). Has a tattoo of a crescent moon on her right ankle. Turns into a gray wolf with green eyes every full moon.
Personality: A general loner. Not very trusting after what happened to her. Deals well under pressure. Is scared of square dancing. Unlike most were wolves, Autumn doesn't belong to a pack of others like her.
Home: A house made of mud in the east woods of Kyngdom
Most often seen at: Normally, somewhere in the middle of the wood, scribbling in a sketchbook
Friend or Mentor: Autumn was very close to her older sister, May, before Autumn killed her.
Enemy or Rival: Canis, the were wolf that made her who she is.
Favorite Possession or Object: Her sketchbook, a gift from May for Autumn's third birthday.
Motto or Favorite Saying: Everything has a price. If there is light, darkness comes with it. Even life has a price. That price is death.
Strengths: General survival skills. She is a were wolf, so the closer (timewise) a full moon gets, the stronger and faster Autumn gets. Her senses (such as smell and vision) also improve.
Weaknesses: Every full moon, she turns into a gray wolf with green eyes and triesto kill everyone in sight.
Backround: Autumn used to live in the flying city of Sailhaven with her parents and three older siblings. Her parents died during the riots, just after Autumn was born, so she was brought up by her two sisters and brother. One day when she was nine she was out in the streets of the floating city, she was attacked by two boys and a black wolf trying to steal her valuables. She fended off the boys with a small dagger she kept in her boot, but the wolf bit her before she could escape. She stabbed the wolf, and watched it before her eyes turn into a tall boy with raven hair. He fled, but not before saying three words.
"You'll be sorry,"
Everything was normal until the next full moon. Autumn hugged her older sisters and brothers good night, and was about to go to bed when she felt a searing pain eminating from her entire body. She felt as though she had been dipped in in lava and was then being stretched in every direction. Before she knew it, she had turned into a.... Wolf? She passed out later that night and awoke the next day to find herself completely naked and covered in blood. She realized that the boy who bit her was a were wolf and she had caught the disease of Lycanthropy from him. And when she turned into a wolf, she had murdered her entire family. Autumn lived on her own for a while, scrounging up whatever she could for food. She managed to find enough money to get three peircings in her left ear, one for each sibling she killed, and a small tatto on her right ankle to signify that she's a Lycanthrope. After two full moons and several accidental bloodbaths on the streets of Sailhaven, Autumn decided she should move somewhere with a smaller population. When Sailhaven docked in the north mountains, she snuck off. She travelled to a forest in the east of Kyngdom, where she now lives. She works as a scavenger and part time artist. She lives in a house made of earth in the east wood.
(October 9, 2016 - 7:04 am)
I am honored to be drawn by you just remember, ANTHRO fox so I will be on 2 legs and have thumbs and please draw me with my normal clothes (brown shint and pants) also just to ask are there other anthros like me or will I be the only one
(October 27, 2016 - 12:04 pm)
I will be honored to be drawn by you in fact My characteristcs are on this thread so please be acurate (so you know anthro are animals with human characteristcs like speaking human, walking on 2 legs, thumbs and clothes) so can you please be kind and do NOT draw me naked. Thanks ;)
(October 27, 2016 - 1:14 pm)
NAME: Rose
SPECIES: Homo Sapien (Human) Maybe a little mer
JOB/TITLE: Artist and apprentice baker
APPEARENCE: Platinum blonde hair, small features, pale skin, average height, big hazel eyes
PERSONALITY: Querky but fun, serious when she needs to be, and a leader, tries to be friendly
HOME: Eastern Kyngdom woods (village)
MOST OFTEN SEEN AT: The baker's shop in the village, but also in the woods sketching and drawing
FRIEND OR MENTOR: Her sister, Lyrica, and the baker
ENEMY OR RIVAL: Catastrophe and everybody affiliated with him
FAVORITE POSSESION OR OBJECT: A seashell necklace that her oldest sister gave her
MOTTO OR FAVORTIE SAYING: Don't tell me to change. This is who I am, and if you don't like that, feel free to leave.
STRENGTHS: She is a very strong swimmer, and she is intelligent
WEAKNESSES: It is hard to get her to trust someone (that can be a weakness in some circumstances)
BACKGROUND: Her mother was from Mer, and her father was from Sailhaven. She has three older siblings. When she was young, there was a dispute in Sailhaven, where they lived, that killed her father. Her mother then took her brother and two sisters to Mer, where her mother had grown up, to live. But her mother then dissapeared one day during a small war, and her siblings evacuated to East Kyngdom. Her brother, however, remained in Mer, where he became a part of the army. Her two older sisters remained with her in a village. Her oldest sister then joined Catastrophe after a while, while the third oldest sibling, her sister Lyrica, remained with Rose.
(October 11, 2016 - 6:31 pm)
(I made a change to my character. I'm an elf, not mer or human.)
(October 11, 2016 - 7:55 pm)
Name: Prism F.
Species: Labitico rattus (Lab Rat for SOCS, I think is what it's called{is really human})
Job/Title: Lab Rat
Appearance: Bobbed, thin, straight mousy brown hair and pale pale skin. Yellow eyes (an aftereffect of the experiments) and is average height with average weight.
Age: Isn't really sure anymore (16 ish)
Personality: Quiet but extremely brave and fierce if provoked. Has gotten used to SOCS people and doesn't try to fight often. Hides the burning passion to escape within her and hasn't responded to it in weeks. Is often unconscious.
Home: In Prism's words, what's home? (SOCS HQ)
Most Often Seen At: SOCS Experimental Holding Dock
Friend or Mentor: Hestia, fellow lab rat, was her mentor on how to live and her best friend for many years before an awry experiment killed her.
Enemy or Rival: She isn't on a side, so is unknown.
Favorite Possestion or Object: What's a possestion?
Motto or Favorite Saying: "Whatever. I don't care anymore. I'll be dead soon anyway."
Strengths: Being weak and mousy, with a hidden passion burning deep inside.
Weaknesses: Being weak and mousy.
Background: She remembers nothing of her childhood at all. Neither does anyone else. Only Catastrophe, and the person who kidnapped her (but he is LONG dead).
(October 11, 2016 - 7:59 pm)
Dear Prism,
Included with this letter is a small peice of glass. Look into it, and I can transport you to SailHaven
Poe Allen
(October 11, 2016 - 11:09 pm)
Dear Poe Allen,
I'm sorry, your note was confiscated. I read it, but did not get to see.
Prism F.
(October 12, 2016 - 3:22 pm)