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Overview
KINGKOLEA (all caps) brand name (sometimes known as KINGKOLEA by Anyong Kim) is an ambiguously Asian-based brand focused on delivering cool, slick fashions (with a notably ”fresh” and “funky” twist) to the thin, long-limbed, flat-chested, rich and primarily fob general populace… Their fashions are popular among K-pop and K-hiphop stars; as such, each season is perfectly attuned to music and street trends. In addition, their advertisements are more often than not glorified music videos where every flawlessly made up actor, or actress is very clearly wearing something KINGKOLEA and making out, dancing, or both at the same time. (GEE GEE GEE GEE BABY BABY BABY. SARANG-HAE.)
Brand Logo
Circular, backwards K forwards K, KINGKOLEA in all caps! Sometimes the KINGKOLEA is removed, they are layered like polkadots, and used as prints. They come in a variety of colours and shapes and sizes, but for the most part the shape is invariable.
COLORS, SPECIALTIES.
KINGKOLEA’s house colours are grey first and foremost, then black, then white, then neon accents. For men, dark red is more often used than neon accents, however! The B for LOLI branch uses more neon colours and black and grey as accents.
KINGKOLEA specializes in SUNGLASSES, KNIT HATS/BEANIES, BOOTS, SCARVES, JACKETS. B for Loli specializes in party dresses! (basically shit I like drawing on OCs OPOS) |
 character belongs to couer de khun@gaia, art is by kingstof, design is RLY OLD one I did |
ACCESSORIES
Jewelry tends to be metallic/silvery, and geometric and graphic! Also leather gloves are common!
MAKEUP
Due to the clean ALMOST STERILE AND SUPER HIGHLY PROCESSED look of KINGKOLEA, makeup emphasizes REALLY GOOD foundation, nude lips, and dramatic eye liner and shadow that make your eyes look massive! SO AZN CAE SO SO AZN.
STORES
Stores are rare in the West and are usually located at high-end mall places. Every store has a DJ, a large, Asian, and bald bouncer, and is lowlit, with spotlights over the racks and neatly folded clothes. At the store’s center there is a screen that loops advertisements for KINGKOLEA, or KINGKOLEA runway shows. At the back, there are music mags and leather couches!
It is surprising that KINGKOLEA has yet to be sued for only hiring attractive Asian employees that can fit into the brand’s clothes… OPS!
It is surprising that KINGKOLEA has yet to be sued for only hiring attractive Asian employees that can fit into the brand’s clothes… OPS!
MODELS
by ccino@gaia
Their models, as previously mentioned, tend to be music stars. If they are not, the KINGKOLEA look for girls is ASIAN, SHINY SHINY HAIR (any colour), with ANGULAR BOBS (if not perfectly permed), long-legged, flat-chested, and with long lashes. Scouts are always on the lookout for fresh faces! The current female headmodel is EIKO (LMAO FEMALE EIN).
The old headmodel was Anyong’s ex Sarang Han (see left.)
The KINGKOLEA look for males is personified in its CO-OWNER and HEAD MODEL ANYONG KIM. (See below)
The old headmodel was Anyong’s ex Sarang Han (see left.)
The KINGKOLEA look for males is personified in its CO-OWNER and HEAD MODEL ANYONG KIM. (See below)
ANYONG KIM.AND ALSO MORE ABOUT THE HISTORY OF KINGKOLEA.
ANYONG KIM. 23 YEARS OLD. PERSONALITY-WISE, ANYONG KIM is an incredibly stereotypical male Korean popstar/model/actor! He’s very much a playboy and a narcissist, though he DOES ATTEMPT (very poorly) to come off as charming/kawaii in order to bring honour to his famiri and country! (IT DOESN’T WORK IT DOESN’T WORK). FAME and POPULARITY has REALLY REALLY REALLY gotten to his head…!!!! AHHAHAHA. Anyong enjoys pulling publicity stunts for the sake of attention, and he likes abusing his KORLEAN good looks and charisma and talent (he is actually really talented) to chase tail……..! BASICALLY HE IS A JERKASS BECAUSE HE CAN GET AWAY WITH IT. INSUFFERABLE SO SO. SO SO INSUFFERABLE. SO. SO. INSUFFERABLE. |
 by ccino @gaia again |
by t1mco@tumblr
UHHH. ANYONG WAS BORN IN A SIMPLE KOREAN VILLAGE TO A PAIR OF SIMPLE KIMCHI FARMERS. ONE DAY HE DECIDED THAT HE WANTED TO BE A POP STAR. SO HE WORKED HIS ASS OFF AND DROPPED OUT OF SCHOOL LIKE A WINNER. AND THEN HE GOT SIGNED UP TO JYP ENTERTAINMENT AND BECAME A JERKASS.
Actually, J/P (except for the getting signed onto JYP entertainment that actually happened) the story went like this. (BY ASSFRUIT@TUMBLR)
Dearest Anyong,
This is a letter to inform you of your birth (you are not the mere Korean orphan child you think you are). Although your reaction may be of apparent disgust at knowing about how your parents procreated, it was a very important time in American History and something you must not attempt to escape from!! One day, you will save America with this knowledge. It is your destiny—in your blood!! It’ll be like the beginning of Spy Kids but not totally retarded.
Fret not, pretend of it as a fairy tale of very handsome men blended with erotic full-out smut, sumida!!
If you shut your eyes really tightly and wish, perhaps you could imagine that you, too, were there. The night was filled with gaiety and the two met at Samuel Adams and John Hancock’s ball—of course, after much pleading from Adams to Hancock, who quite detested your mommy.
“P-please, dear!! I don’t love him anymore, we’re just friends!” Cried Adams, doe-eyed and cupping his lover’s face.
“Fine,” replied Hancock, pulling Adams closer while looking away, a blush swept over his face. He seemed much distracted. A hand of his was of course firmly on Adams’s cock while the other laced around his honeybutt’s hand.
With that settled, the guest list was prepared and mailed off to all the most important of important people in the United States of America. Even Watson and Skinner were invited, and that creeper, your uncle, Bandura.
George Washington was very much troubled when he read the invite, for you see, he was very, very self-conscious of his teeth. They were neither pearly white nor real. If he had a proper education, his classmates would have bullied him as a youngin’. He was vaguely like Cinderella, but alas! He did not have a fairy godmother, so when he arrived at the ball, he was not dressed in the most expensive royal blue silk nor did he wear beautiful glass slippers. Your mother, I must admit, looked like a war-worn ugly duckling.
When your father, Abe Lincoln, saw him, he did not deter. No! He walked straight to your mother and said in a clear and loud voice, “SIR, YOU AND YOUR SMILE ARE BOTH GORGEOUS. MAY I HAVE THIS FIRST DANCE WITH YOU, CHERIE?” He said this because he had a tall hat and his tall hat gave him the confidence of a thousand men. It was truly love at first sight. They swept across the dance floor and right into one of the many guest bedrooms.
Of course, by then, your mommy was panting heavily and out of breath and your daddy had a very prominent and uncomfortable tent in his pants!! Your daddy was sure that he would take Mommy on a magical American carpet ride for two. And they did ride on the American flag, across the sea, three stars to the left, and towards the sun, exploding into pure ecstasy. But I am getting ahead of myself; let me backtrack a bit:
Your mommy latched onto your daddy’s neck and your daddy backed mommy up against the wall. For you see, they did not have time to make it to the bed.
Washington moaned and tried to get pants off as Lincoln placed swift butterfly kisses down his throat. The pants were not budging, similarly to Tyson and Madison’s and it made Washington growl like a feral animal!!
Although Washington was bottom, he was a PREDATOR and he wanted your Daddy naked and his huge girth up Mommy’s butt. A lot.
Washington realized that it was a blessing that he wasn’t wearing stuffy clothing as he jumped out of his clothes and quickly assisted Lincoln removing his clothes. Buttons were such a pain and he wished that the zipper was invented.
Both pairs of pants already flown off, the two made passionate love in all sorts of positions that would even cause Olympian champions to feel ashamed. The way they executed the missionary, the 69, and the doggy style were to be admired and it v. surprising that it was both their first times…
Through the moaning and panting they could not hear that the Koreans were invading outside of their cozy, cumsplattered loveroom.
The two continued to engulf each other’s long Johnsons and Willies again and again, expertly with both wet caverns. I cannot say which was more pleasurable.
It was then that Kim Jung Il barged in and as baffling as it sounds, he too was naked.
Everything became frigid because Kim Jung Il was ice type and it snows in North Korea.
“GIVE ME A PIECE OF THAT ASSPIE” he said, in perfectly fluent Korean—sadly, both AMERICAN men could not understand KOREAN as it was the DEVIL’S TONGUE (as was Russian).
Your mommy, being the heroic man he was (that and because he is a war general durr hurr) attacked the beastly Korean man but not with his dick because he pledged like all Americans to never fuck a Korean.
Of course somehow, it became a total dick fiesta when Daddy Lincoln wanted to join in with his top hat twice his head’s length. Being the burly man that your Daddy was, he punched the Korean bastard with his hot dog laser so hard that your Mommy couldn’t help but be jealous.
We can all say what happened next. It was not pretty.
And after the fight, pools of cum and blood mixed, laid an American-Korean sandwich with a stork perched up above. This happened because mpreg is impossible.
It is unknown if you really are part Korean, but we pray that you are not.
Of course, when everyone else found out, Kim Jung Il had already kidnapped you and taken you to North Korea.
It is only until now that you have returned so I decided to tell you THE TRUTH.
DO NOT BE ALARMED,
Your fairy godmother—the one your mommy longed to have,
assyfruit
SO YEAH. ANYONG!
Somewhere down the line, after he became famous he wanted to make a brandname. So, he teamed up with award-winning, enigmatic superstar designer known only as CAE to release KINGKOLEA BRAND in the summer of ‘XX. Although there were doubts to the creativity and vision of KINGKOLEA, Anyong Kim and CAE would prove to be a formidable designing duo.
YUP.
Actually, J/P (except for the getting signed onto JYP entertainment that actually happened) the story went like this. (BY ASSFRUIT@TUMBLR)
Dearest Anyong,
This is a letter to inform you of your birth (you are not the mere Korean orphan child you think you are). Although your reaction may be of apparent disgust at knowing about how your parents procreated, it was a very important time in American History and something you must not attempt to escape from!! One day, you will save America with this knowledge. It is your destiny—in your blood!! It’ll be like the beginning of Spy Kids but not totally retarded.
Fret not, pretend of it as a fairy tale of very handsome men blended with erotic full-out smut, sumida!!
If you shut your eyes really tightly and wish, perhaps you could imagine that you, too, were there. The night was filled with gaiety and the two met at Samuel Adams and John Hancock’s ball—of course, after much pleading from Adams to Hancock, who quite detested your mommy.
“P-please, dear!! I don’t love him anymore, we’re just friends!” Cried Adams, doe-eyed and cupping his lover’s face.
“Fine,” replied Hancock, pulling Adams closer while looking away, a blush swept over his face. He seemed much distracted. A hand of his was of course firmly on Adams’s cock while the other laced around his honeybutt’s hand.
With that settled, the guest list was prepared and mailed off to all the most important of important people in the United States of America. Even Watson and Skinner were invited, and that creeper, your uncle, Bandura.
George Washington was very much troubled when he read the invite, for you see, he was very, very self-conscious of his teeth. They were neither pearly white nor real. If he had a proper education, his classmates would have bullied him as a youngin’. He was vaguely like Cinderella, but alas! He did not have a fairy godmother, so when he arrived at the ball, he was not dressed in the most expensive royal blue silk nor did he wear beautiful glass slippers. Your mother, I must admit, looked like a war-worn ugly duckling.
When your father, Abe Lincoln, saw him, he did not deter. No! He walked straight to your mother and said in a clear and loud voice, “SIR, YOU AND YOUR SMILE ARE BOTH GORGEOUS. MAY I HAVE THIS FIRST DANCE WITH YOU, CHERIE?” He said this because he had a tall hat and his tall hat gave him the confidence of a thousand men. It was truly love at first sight. They swept across the dance floor and right into one of the many guest bedrooms.
Of course, by then, your mommy was panting heavily and out of breath and your daddy had a very prominent and uncomfortable tent in his pants!! Your daddy was sure that he would take Mommy on a magical American carpet ride for two. And they did ride on the American flag, across the sea, three stars to the left, and towards the sun, exploding into pure ecstasy. But I am getting ahead of myself; let me backtrack a bit:
Your mommy latched onto your daddy’s neck and your daddy backed mommy up against the wall. For you see, they did not have time to make it to the bed.
Washington moaned and tried to get pants off as Lincoln placed swift butterfly kisses down his throat. The pants were not budging, similarly to Tyson and Madison’s and it made Washington growl like a feral animal!!
Although Washington was bottom, he was a PREDATOR and he wanted your Daddy naked and his huge girth up Mommy’s butt. A lot.
Washington realized that it was a blessing that he wasn’t wearing stuffy clothing as he jumped out of his clothes and quickly assisted Lincoln removing his clothes. Buttons were such a pain and he wished that the zipper was invented.
Both pairs of pants already flown off, the two made passionate love in all sorts of positions that would even cause Olympian champions to feel ashamed. The way they executed the missionary, the 69, and the doggy style were to be admired and it v. surprising that it was both their first times…
Through the moaning and panting they could not hear that the Koreans were invading outside of their cozy, cumsplattered loveroom.
The two continued to engulf each other’s long Johnsons and Willies again and again, expertly with both wet caverns. I cannot say which was more pleasurable.
It was then that Kim Jung Il barged in and as baffling as it sounds, he too was naked.
Everything became frigid because Kim Jung Il was ice type and it snows in North Korea.
“GIVE ME A PIECE OF THAT ASSPIE” he said, in perfectly fluent Korean—sadly, both AMERICAN men could not understand KOREAN as it was the DEVIL’S TONGUE (as was Russian).
Your mommy, being the heroic man he was (that and because he is a war general durr hurr) attacked the beastly Korean man but not with his dick because he pledged like all Americans to never fuck a Korean.
Of course somehow, it became a total dick fiesta when Daddy Lincoln wanted to join in with his top hat twice his head’s length. Being the burly man that your Daddy was, he punched the Korean bastard with his hot dog laser so hard that your Mommy couldn’t help but be jealous.
We can all say what happened next. It was not pretty.
And after the fight, pools of cum and blood mixed, laid an American-Korean sandwich with a stork perched up above. This happened because mpreg is impossible.
It is unknown if you really are part Korean, but we pray that you are not.
Of course, when everyone else found out, Kim Jung Il had already kidnapped you and taken you to North Korea.
It is only until now that you have returned so I decided to tell you THE TRUTH.
DO NOT BE ALARMED,
Your fairy godmother—the one your mommy longed to have,
assyfruit
SO YEAH. ANYONG!
Somewhere down the line, after he became famous he wanted to make a brandname. So, he teamed up with award-winning, enigmatic superstar designer known only as CAE to release KINGKOLEA BRAND in the summer of ‘XX. Although there were doubts to the creativity and vision of KINGKOLEA, Anyong Kim and CAE would prove to be a formidable designing duo.
YUP.
UNIVERSE INFO.
Anyong Kim and the KINGKOLEA brand appears in all my universes modern and beyond time-line-wise. If a character of mine can afford it, they wear KINGKOLEA. If they cannot, they usually go “HOLYSHIT HOW WERE YOU ABLE TO AFFORD THAT KINGKOLEA HANDBAG” and/or buy from my knock-off brand CINGCOLEA or CHAIRMAN|CHINA. HURF…
I suppose KINGKOLEA's homeverse would be EIDOS! Their fashions are especially prevalent in EIDOS' city.
I suppose KINGKOLEA's homeverse would be EIDOS! Their fashions are especially prevalent in EIDOS' city.
RELATIONSHIPS
Lithium Rouge: NO TALENT HACK SUMIDA.
Marshall: WHY DO YOU MAKE ME FEEL BAD FOR BULLYING YOU SUMIDA.
Marshall: WHY DO YOU MAKE ME FEEL BAD FOR BULLYING YOU SUMIDA.
LMAO CREATOR INSIGHT:
- THIS WAS FUN TO DESCRIBE TURNS HEAD. all wishful thinking all of it sighsu.
- UHHH YEAH LIKE IF I’M STUCK FOR DESIGN IDEAS, OR IF A SHIRT NEEDS A LOGO, I JUST SLAP DOWN KINGKOLEA AND CALL IT A DAY im a great designer the best designer.
- I LIKE HOW ALL MY PERSONAS ARE RAGING JERKASSES TOO.
- BforLoli/BfL arose as a brandname because three little girl charas from MSNs have names that start with the letter B! (CHINGCHANG’S BIYU, MY BAO-ZHAI, MINS’ BAMBI). AND UHH IT SOUNDED REALLY CUTE AS A BRAND NAME SO YEAH.
- KINGKOLEA arose as a brandname when I decided to mock my Korean friend by proclaiming I was KING OF KOLEA. YOWZA!
- UHH. KINGKOLEA isn’t really my favourite-favourite kind of styling, nor is it one that suits all my OCs. (Actually it only suits like four or five of them). If I were to actually make a brand that personified ME, it’d probably be more Betsy Johnson/1950s-esque and more friendly towards curves and boobies. YES.
- I JUST FIND FOB FASHION SO MUCH FUNNIER TO WORK WITH…
- I RLY RLY RLY RLY RLY LIKE FASHION AHAHHAHA TURNS HEAD.
- fghffgfhf shallow insight ha…
