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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 0:53:00 GMT
hello everyone! i'm fawn! i am a twenty one year old cisgendered female.
i am a mori girl, loser-butt, fallow deer faerie-kinferal heart user name: lostdoeskype: please ask before friending mestuff you should know about me; okay i suffer from severe anxiety and agoraphobia in addition to bipolar I disorder. so if i ever seem weird, or like i am not acting like myself i swear to you that it's probably that i have a lot going on in my little noggin. if i have a personal problem with you i won't act passive aggressively towards you, i will let you know so that we can work it out and not have any sour airs.
i also am very uh innocent-minded when it comes to friends and im exposing my heart here for a sec if i talk to you i probably see you as a friend and i will stick by you and joke around with you and try to brighten your day if its not very good ahhh i just want you to smile and not feel sad because you are special la la la sing a song
♥; pokemon, mori kei, the colors pastel pink, brown, white, pastel yellow, and pastel light blue, monsters, mmorpgs, old capcom games, breath of fire iii, singing, reading, watching animal planet, watching discovery channel, sneezing, watching anime, watching nat geo wild, gardening outside, collecting deer bones, cuddling, drawing, creating stories in my head (too jumbled and lazy to write books), collecting everything, organizing anything, mashed potatoes, chocolate, dancing, blogging, writing, live action roleplaying, medieval stuff, dragons, the walking dead, cosplaying, my dog daisy, my lizard garr♠; being mislead, bullies, yogurt, mold, dusties (runny noses ;_;), being hurt in the heart, getting hit, having internet troubles and not being able to tell anyone, making people think badly of her, anchovies, sudden loud noises, jokes of ill will (rape, "dead babies", abuse... etc), transphobic people, homophobic individuals, people who refuse to learn new things, actual animal death (please don't joke about that with me because i have really bad hurts in my heart still from losing my dog four years ago).My roleplaying schedule is as follows;( I have group therapy on most week days )Monday: available all dayTuesday: available after 1pmWednesday: available from 9am - 2pm and then for the rest of the day after 4pmThursday: available after 1pmFriday: available after 2pmPlease speak with me first before killing or mortally wounding one of my active characters! I would like to discuss if it is okay or not. As for NSFW content violent or non-violent is okay as long as rules are being followed on the respected forum, site, or instant messenger.
Relationship Key;
neutral, friendly, enemy, blood family, bond family, bonded, mate, trusted, not trusted
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 0:53:27 GMT
Character GraveyardA place for the deceased to be respectfully remembered.
 Arc;
Female
Akita Inu
Living Relations:
Kaede: "Oh my beloved sister- we started our journey overseas as little puppies- we never knew that within the year of touching American soil... we would fight every day for our lives. I wish I could have protected you more- if only I hadn't acted so rash."
Margay: "I was blessed to meet such a young unbridled heart in the darkness we lived in. You showed me your heart even though I could have been someone of ill will. You gave me herbs that I could give to my younger sister to show her how to fix wounds and sickness. When I saw you in trouble I knew I had to save you- you were much too young- and I was willing to take the risk of never waking up. It only hurt a little when he knocked me out- and I felt nothing after I sedated myself with the roots Kaede and I always carry in our mouths. I was in a deep slumber when my life was stolen- but it was all to save you, my friend. Take care."
Vantas: "I should have known the grim reaper had taken his form within your infected heart. I may have succeeded in saving my friend from death- despite her prisoner status now. I may be dead, but my sister is very much alive- and I will do everything I can to guide her in her dreams from acting rashly around you- no matter how much she hurts."
Death Description:
After trying to protect her friend from members of the Caedis Tribe, she was paralyzed and knocked unconscious. She was then eaten alive- dying after her throat was torn out and her spine was snapped by one Sire Vantas. Her head and obi were left at the scene to display an example to other loners.
Needless to say she fed the Tribe- but succeeded in saving Margay for at least a little bit of time.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 0:53:39 GMT
K e t a k a r z a
[ Wolf ] [ 2.5 years ] [ 3'9'' ] [ 145 lbs ] >>General;;Gender Identification: MalePhysical Sex: MaleSexuality: Aromantic; asexualScent: Metallic-like scent sometimes accompanied with the musk of burning herbs.
>>Splinter Pack;; + Name: [[ None yet ]] + Position: Loner
>>Lists;;Pups Sired
[ none ]
Item List
+ Mother's Skull; [ Protection +3 ]; he has the top of his mother's skull on his head; masking not only his blue eyes, but also his facial expressions.
+ Feathers; various plumage from past kills. Because of his Vodun and hoodoo belief systems- he sees the feathers as a way to hone in on sounds better than the average wolf. It's up to speculation if this is the truth- but he swears by it.
>>Biography;;
He's pretty confident in his stride, living on nothing more then his intuitions. Keta has a certain lack of charm when it comes to dealing with others; despite his knowledge of medicinal herbs and alternative methods of healing others off the beaten path. He likes his solitude, finding empty caves and thickets to decorate with his Louisiana Voodoo paraphernalia. Ketakarza keeps his mysterious air in check, especially when entertaining the idea of a lone visitor looking for a way to clear out their mucous airways or gangrenous wounds. To others he's blunt, oblivious to tender emotions for the most part and seems to care less about the plague on the outside. Inside he knows how nervous he is, and that's why it scares him so much; he always tries to appear like he could give two flying shits about anything threatening which makes others who have experienced loss quite angry with him. Perhaps he knows this. Perhaps that is why he would rather sit in a patch of moss, smacking rocks into the wall of his den to spark up some dried herbs to dope up on. Perhaps he'd rather forget.
He considers himself a wolf of Grey origin, though he is larger than average for the size of canis lupus. His fur is shaggy, and black which had made the territories he chose a wonderful option to hunt in. He never knew who his father was, and despite having pestered his old crotchety mother (bless her dead little soul)- over and over again, the answer never came to his large puppy ears. He grew up in bitter apathy, shifting through the angst-filled phases of his adolescent years with only a little grief. By the time he discovered what was happening around the world he and his mother had moved to- he did the only thing that he could to keep her safe. So he killed and ate her- assuring that she would always be with him, but would not weigh him down in terms of survival. If there was one thing that kept his mother's memory alive in his heart was the affinity she had for the Louisiana Voodoo. She had gotten into it far before she bore him along his stillborn sister- and what she taught him was enough to start him off on the road to surviving the deadly world he had just become a part of seemingly overnight. He was interacting with all sorts of loners now, some mad that he didn't have a cure for the scourge that had infected their homelands. To that he'd simply shrug and shake his head. "Sorry dame, I do what I can- what can I do. I follow the will of Nature, and clearly Nature has no interest in stopping this any time
Charts
Senses
Hearing: 10/10
Eyesight: 6/10
Smell: 7/10
Touch: 8/10
Taste: 10/10
Abilities
Jumping: 7/10
Running: 8/10
Swimming: 5/10
Climbing: 1/10
Hiding: 10/10
Fighting
Planning: 10/10
Ambush: 6/10
Agility: 6/10
Power: 3/10
Mercy: 2/10
+Relationships+
Margay: "Cho! Co! It's not as if I like you or anythang like that little 'un- but J'ai gros couer- I feel like crying because ya haven't been around in a while. I hope you're doin' okay little wild chat. Oo ye yi though, I'll find you dat's a promise from the bottom of my Cajun heart. If I find anything out- I'll do my best to find you podna."
Kaede: "You're a poor dame in mal pris- gotta make sure I can teach ya all I can. Never know when this voodoo wolf gun' die in this world we livin' in. Cho! Co! You watch yourself out there Kae."
Vantas: "You got a fah-yuh in yo' eyes that makes my blood curdle. Ya might got the gumbo- but ya ain't got the chouchoot of a full sane brain in that rattlin' skull o' yours. It' be makin' a fool of me if I didn't tell ya how much I was a'scared of ya- but if you make the misere in my neck o' the wood I will wipe your blood of mes pattes and make you pay big time."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 0:53:49 GMT
Kaede
[ Akita ] [ 1 year ] [ 2'' ] [ 75 lbs ] >>General;;Gender Identification: FemalePhysical Sex: FemaleSexuality: PansexualScent: The scent of burning herbs and sweet smelling perfumes.
>>Splinter Pack;; + Name: Taratan Tribe + Position: Medic
>>Lists;;
Pups Birthed [ None ] Item List + Red Obi; Once the red obi belonged to her owner; a dignified woman who moved to America with her two dogs- Arc and Kaede. After she was killed by an infected creature, Arc had taken the obi to wear in memory of their beloved person. After Arc was murdered- Kaede found the bloodied obi next to her sister's decapitated head on the outskirts of a ghost town and has worn it ever since.
+ Katana; After the death of her owner- Arc had taken up the red obi and insisted her sister take the katana to use for protection against the unknown. Since then Kaede has only used the blade once to ward off a mad loner scraping on to his last scraps of sanity. She has never killed with the blade and hopes she never has to.
>>Biography;;
Arc and Kaede were born only months before their owner- a young woman known as Koa Yuna set off for an overseas transfer position at a local modeling agency. The puppies only knew a few sights and sounds of Japan besides the traditional heirlooms Yuna had brought with her in addition to her two Akita Inu. Arc was an hour older than her sister- and set herself up with the large responsibility of learning things as fast as she could so as to teach Kaede. They were seven months old when the infection spread to their area of life- and Yuna lasted a long time in the company of her two canine companions. However, one slip up caused the fatality of Yuna- the door was unlocked and easily broken down by a diseased zoo animal that mauled the woman, consuming her- and the realistic whirlwind of survival that kicked up for the two Japanese Akitas began.Some of the souvenirs left over from Yuna made great survival technology for the dogs. The obi Arc donned around her waist could hold herbs, flint, and all sorts of knick knacks that helped the canines with their struggle for survival. Kaede was given the katana despite her desire to work with the herbs and healing. Arc convinced her sister that she would only use the obi to gather, and allow Kaede to use the herbs to understand them when they returned to their safe spots around the infected zones they were seemingly trapped in. Arc just wanted Kaede to carry around the katana to protect herself- worried that her younger sister would care too much about protection and healing that she would not be able to defend herself if an attack happened. Eventually the two Akita Inu came to a shoddy town overlooking a dreary harbor. They found shelter under a large flat dock and settled in for at least a week. Arc had started with scouting out the town- bringing home a few mice every now and again- and Kaede had developed a way to catch crayfish from the bottom of the sloshing waters with a rope and a bit of luck. The two dogs were beginning to feel under the weather- when Arc had discovered a wild loner- a young margay who had taken shelter in a laboratory about a ten minute stroll out from the town. She had given the Akita a great amount of herbs and medicines that she had no use for- and explained how she kept fresh rain water in drums and barrels within the underground establishment. Arc was pleased to make a friend in the new world they lived in- but Kaede remained hesitant of the wild cat her older sister constantly gushed about when they relaxed under the docks gnawing the shells off of the crayfish- nipping up their insides. It was the day Arc was murdered that Kaede had stood up to her older sister. She tried to block Arc from visiting Margay- worried that it would eventually cause an issue of safety. Arc understood where Kaede was coming from, but lightly mouthed her way passed her sibling- licking her carefully on the head. "I just want to take a quick walk to see what I can find out. I want to see if Margay wants to visit tonight- maybe if you met her you wouldn't be so quick to judge." she had said, foolishly. Kaede had snapped her teeth and layed her head on her paws- "All this time you have been training me to protect myself- but you won't give yourself the same treatment will you?" she had interjected. Arc had looked hurt, but closed her eyes in a silent understanding gesture. "You are right Kaede, when I return- perhaps we should switch Yuna's belongings for a bit. If I start to walk around with the sword, and you- the obi- perhaps I will learn more about defending, and you can learn more about gathering."It was hours after that conversation when Kaede felt a disturbance in her heart. Forcing herself from under the docks- she moved into the town. It was quiet- heavily rank with the smell of the infected mixed with an ashy scent that made her skin crawl. She had her katana's hilt tightly fixed within her jaws- and remembered the buzzing, numb feeling of shock upon finding a bloodied, furry head in the distance. She didn't remember dropping the katana- she didn't remember walking slowly up to Arc's disembodied head- nor the sounds that left her mouth as she dry heaved and threw up on her own front paws. Her heart was frozen- her mind was wild with grief and confusion. The smell on her head was heavily laced with ash, infection and importance. She promised to remember the scent- and would match it to that who had killed her sister. There was however an additional scent of blood- the blood of a feline- a wild feline. Margay.Kaede had gathered enough information to know that her sister had rescued the margay from a powerful infected creature- later known to her ears as a member of the Caedis Tribe. She gathered up the bloody obi, and removed herself from the scene. After much struggling she tied the obi to her body and slipped the katana under the red, silk fabric. Then gathering her herbs she began to focus on moving.Returning to the place where her sister's head had been- it had vanished. In a fit of grief she screamed at the sky- only to grow distracted by a small Akita mix pup by the name of Silverweed. At this point grief and denial had overridden her clear thought and she begged the pup to help her find her sister- swearing she was alive somewhere. They stayed together until Kaede went off to work with her mental state- and when she returned- she joined the Taratan Tribe- started by Silverweed and a canine named Fawn- as the medic. From then on she seemed more aged than simply a one year old. Her emotions became hard to read, and her trust had only grown from losing her sister. She trains with all the herbs she can- sometimes invoking the aid of the medicine wolf known as Ketakarza who lives a hermit life in the labyrinth the tribe called their home.
Charts Senses
Hearing: 10/10 Eyesight: 9/10 Smell: 9/10 Touch: 8/10 Taste: 9/10
Abilities
Jumping: 10/10 Running: 9/10 Swimming: 6/10 Climbing: 1/10 Hiding: 9/10
Fighting
Planning: 8/10 Ambush: 10/10 Agility: 10/10 Power: 4/10 Mercy: 3/10
+Relationships+
Arc: "I will never forgive myself for losing you. Maybe if I had gone with you- maybe if I had stood up on my own four paws more, you would still be with me to this day."
Silverweed: "I have so much to thank you for. You helped me find my way back to sanity after such a devistating loss. For that you have my undying loyalty to you and to the tribe I represent. I will do my best to assure no one goes with un-necessary pain."
Paxton: "You scared me at first, but now I have an undying respect for the chance you took to rescue me and the young rabbit I will defend with my life. You showed me an exit from a very sticky situation that could have been the death of me. I am not ready to die. If you ever need anything, Paxton- I will help you. On my honor."
Fiver: "You are young, and full of innocence. I will do everything in my power to assure you survive. You are a young rabbit kit- and I will assure you years of safe living if I have anything to do with it. In a way I see you the way a mother views a child. I will watch you grow every day with a burning love in my heart. I promised Silverweed- our leader that you will stay safe. And under my care- you will be safe, I swear on my heart."
Margay: "You smell of the infected- though not infected yourself. At first I did not realize who you are, but after your scent settled on my nose I remembered smelling you when I found my sister's head that day I wish I could erase from my mind. If you caused my sister a death on account of your cowardice I hope you always live with that guilt. Perhaps you are a prisoner of the Caedis- perhaps you are helping them out of fear- whatever the case my sister's death will not go unjustified. You will taste what you deserve to taste."
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 2:17:20 GMT
[ pretend picture ]
A r v o [ White Footed Serval ] [ 3 years ] [ 2'3'' ] [ 31 lbs ] >>General;;Gender Identification: MalePhysical Sex: FemaleSexuality: PansexualScent: Blood and earth.
>>Splinter Pack;; + Name: [[ None yet ]] + Position: Loner
>>Lists;;Kits Sired [ Even though Arvo is transgendered he is still willing to bare young. ]
[ none ]
Item List
+ Collars; [ Protection +4 ]; four silver collars, one chain collar, and one spiked collar accentuating his long neck. It makes him look twice as exotic, and guards him from jugular ambushes from predators.
+ Nose Ring; Septum piercing is sometimes in his nose, and sometimes removed. He connects feathers and strings to it to examine the way the wind blows- to make sure to process down wind scents.
>>Biography;;
[ coming soon ]
Charts
Senses
Hearing: 10/10
Eyesight: 10/10
Smell: 10/10
Touch: 8/10
Taste: 5/10
Abilities
Jumping: 10/10
Running: 10/10
Swimming: 2/10
Climbing: 5/10
Hiding: 10/10
Fighting
Planning: 7/10
Ambush: 6/10
Agility: 9/10
Power: 2/10
Mercy: 1/10
+Relationships+
[ coming soon ]
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2013 3:46:21 GMT
Photo Gallery;
Kaede wondering if her sister is out there in the stars.
When Kaede is a loner- she sleeps and survives under the docks outside of the ghost town where her sister met her demise.
Reflecting in a sacred place.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2013 22:32:41 GMT
reserved
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2013 22:32:53 GMT
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