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Posted: Mon, 31/01/2022 06:03 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Courage Minek Age: 17 Gender: non-binary (they/them pronouns) Personality: Cheerful and brave, Courage often finds themself in troublesome situations, and yet they can always escape with barely a scratch. They're always looking for ways to prove themself and will leap at the chance to win any kind of competition. They love meeting new people and helping everyone they meet, and they never think twice about doing what's right. Their morals are a tad out of place due to their upbringing, but they don't let their past slow them down. They're quick to trust but hard to break, and they're fiercely loyal to whoever claims to be their friend, even when it's the wrong person. They are always searching for a place that they can fit in, but given their somewhat loud and accident-prone behavior, not many people are willing to give them a chance. They won't stop trying, though, and with their heart of gold, they'll protect everyone they need to, even if they have to put themself on the line to do it. Weakness: Pride Strengths: They are passionate, loyal, and fierce. And, as their name suggests, they are incredibly courageous. They also have very good aim and have proven pretty good at reading people. Power: Truth Seeker - they can tell when a person is lying, and they can often sense what a person's true intentions are. Appearance: Standing at 5'2, Courage isn't the tallest of the bunch, but they make up for that in spirit. They always carry a weapon of self-defense in the folds of their jacket, which is rumored to be made from the fur of a lion. Their light ginger colored hair falls around their head in waves, usually tied back in a small ponytail and rarely ever brushed thoroughly. Their skin is dappled and they often wear a colorful and expressive shirt underneath their favorite jacket. They always travel light but are never without their gifted pendant or trusty dagger, though they prefer to use a bow that they carry slung over their shoulder. Their glasses allow them to read books and such as they are indeed far-sighted, but they never did like sitting still. ![]() Palpad Group: Yes! Password: galaxy Other: Courage loves animals. A lot. Mostly cats, though. However, they are terribly afraid of spiders due to reasons they cannot say. They also practice knife-throwing as a hobby, and have gotten pretty good at it. They enjoy making music and have gotten decently talented at playing the guitar and singing traditional songs passed down by their family. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 26/01/2022 04:24 (3 Years ago) |
Nothing seemed to surprise Eva anymore, and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes as other campers made fools of themselves. She finished eating rather quickly, tuning out the chatter of all the other campers as they ate and talked, all gathered in groups or pairs. Archer began to hiss quietly from her shoulder, not loud enough to draw attention, but Eva took notice immediately. Archer slithered off her neck and made his way to the ground, where he slunk out of the dining pavilion and into the grass. Curious, and already finished with her food, Eva decided to follow him. Doing her best to remain inconspicuous, she carefully got out of her seat and left, quickly dashing off to follow her friend. She hoped no one had noticed, but, grateful to get away from the crowd, at that point she couldn't bring herself to care. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 24/01/2022 06:05 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Name: Evaltia Ceren -
Prefers the nickname Eva
Years at camp: 6 Greek or Roman? Greek Godly parent: Hecate Special ability: She can control the mist and create illusions, though they aren’t very strong yet. She dislikes witchcraft/spells/magic incredibly and tries to ignore her heritage, so she doesn’t have much practice with it yet. Special pet: A snake she nicknamed Archer because of the arrow-like design along his back, entirely black patterns on deep purple scales. He’s not venomous and not very dangerous, but he’s pretty intimidating and usually curls up around Eva’s neck. Most campers stay away from her because of him, and, well… she’s not the easiest person to approach. Personality: Eva has spent her entire life running, so she’s gotten pretty good at it, as you can expect. She dislikes most people, and has a fear of close relationships due to being let down so many times. She found it easier to simply leave before things got bad, but she’s always running away nobody’s ever gotten close enough to really know her. She loves animals and will only ever practice her magic if it’s to change Archer into something else, which he doesn’t appreciate but allows because it makes Eva laugh, which doesn’t happen much. Eva doesn’t do ‘friends’, and even though she’s spent 6 years at Camp Half-Blood, she hasn’t gotten to know many of the campers or any people at all. She prefers to stick to the background, causing little bits of mischief and never catching too much attention. She hates the spotlight, but would die for anyone she cares deeply about. The thing is, she’s grown so accustomed to using people to benefit her and then ducking out before things got dicey that she’s too afraid of commitment to get close enough to someone to actually feel that way. The last time she tried to sacrifice herself for someone else, her best friend died and she wound up someplace she never wanted to be at, so… she really only feels comfortable around animals, and she chose Archer as her animal friend because snakes are also misunderstood. Appearance: Eva has long, black hair that’s always braided neatly behind her back, so whenever the braid comes undone her hair is wavy and tangled. Her skin is pale olive brown and is dotted with freckles. Her eyes are such a dark brown they’re almost black, but they turn gold in the light. She wears a faded leather jacket that’s colored in a range of pins, some brand new and some so worn you can’t read them anymore. Underneath the jacket she wears the traditional bright orange CHB T-shirt, though she does her best to hide it. She commonly wears dark gray pants and black boots accustomed for trekking long distances. She wears a necklace that almost glows different colors from the dark purple gem in the middle of it right under her CHB necklace. Bracelets hidden under her jacket signify a life before the camp, before she ever had to worry about the gods and dying and friends. Her complexion is fairly thin, and some might describe her as scrawny. She’s small enough to fit into tight gaps and weasel her way out of tight situations. Her mind is almost as quick as her feet, always thinking three steps ahead, even if one of those steps should’ve been a couple steps back and… look, she has ADHD, it’s the best she can do. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 06/12/2021 14:57 (3 Years ago) |
He looked back to Foxstripe. "We can start rebuilding the den here if you're not busy." He offered an optimistic smile. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 02/12/2021 16:51 (3 Years ago) |
Shattered'sky smiled warmly as Rowanstep approached her, her worries about the warriors leaving camp exiting her mind as she let out a low purr. "I'm fine, I slept like a bear in leaf-bare," she chuckled. "I'll be happier when this nursery is finished, though." She glanced behind her at the den that was barely a den. It held holes and gaps that would take at least another moon to thoroughly patch up, and she would do her best to help in the completion of the construction of camp, but it was starting to wear on her just how much work was required. She would never consider leaving them just because it was difficult, as many cats had been found to do, her loyalties always remained to her clan, but she had to admit it was a bit tiresome. She sighed, turning her thoughts back to the present and the beautiful cat before her. "But enough about me. How have you been doing? You haven't been letting the stress get to you, have you?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 30/11/2021 15:04 (3 Years ago) |
Shattered'sky flicked her ears, glancing up from her grooming. She was lying outside of their makeshift nursery, the den almost halfway completed though still far from finished. Her belly was swollen now, and her kits were due soon. She had been spending the morning resting, helping around with duties when she could, and her eyes drooped with exhaustion. She got up, stretching as best she could in the early morning light as the sun crept sleepily across the sky. She padded forward, a little ways to the side, settling down and looking up at Larkstar expectantly. What could the meeting possibly be about this early in the day? [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 29/11/2021 22:46 (3 Years ago) |
Gender - Tom (he/him/his) Age in moons - 42 (3 1/2 years) Rank - Warrior Appearance - Relatives - None Backstory - Was born in the clan as it was traveling and grew up there, his loyalty never doubting for a heartbeat. He watched his siblings fall to dog attacks, his mother die to illness, and his father give up and leave. Even his lover, a strong-willed tom, couldn't handle the hardships and eventually gave up, falling behind and being lost to a fox attack. Despite all of this, he didn't give up, and he has devoted his entire life to making sure their clan does not die out. If it is StarClan's will that he must survive, he would survive to persevere and keep ForestClan alive and thriving for as long as he lives. Passcode - Firestar Gender - She-cat (she/her/hers) Age in moons - 49 (just over 4 years) Rank - Queen Appearance - Relatives - Her mate, Rowanstep, and her unborn kits. All of her other family members have passed. Backstory - Shattered'sky used to be a kittypet, content with her life but always wanting something more. When she was 24 moons old (2 years), she came across the clan trying to pass through her Twolegplace and helped them escape from dogs and Twolegs alike. She traveled with them through the Twolegplace, showing them the best places to hide and when the Twolegs sent their dogs out. Once she joined them, they didn't have another death in the clan related to Twolegplace accidents (monsters, Twoleg captures, dogs, raccoons, etc.) until they left the place. Once they came to the edge, she asked if she could come with them, certain that this was what she had been waiting for. Her Twolegs were old anyways and could always get someone else like her. She was allowed to come, and ever since then she has trained and battled and fought and struggled with her clan, alongside her fellow warriors. She took a new name, Shattered'sky, after completing her warrior training, and soon forgot about her kittypet heritage. She loves her clan with all her heart, and she's so glad she's able to aid them in their struggle and be a part of their grand future. Passcode - Firestar [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 09/11/2021 18:09 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 08/11/2021 22:57 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 08/11/2021 22:34 (3 Years ago) |
He couldn't hold it in anymore. He felt the tears well up in his eyes and he squeezed them shut, his hands going up to cover his ears against the horrifying shrieks of others who he could only assume were experiencing the same horrid feeling as him. Despite all his best efforts, he could not keep the tears from flowing from his eyes, sobs filled with pain and fear mixing with the screams and cries of all the others. He could feel nothing but pain, when suddenly something snapped in his brain and he opened his eyes, his vision still clouded with tears. His pupils had almost filled up his eyes now, large and round, and he could suddenly see so much more of what was around him. He began to shake uncontrollably, feeling something other than the pain sprout along his body. He cried harder, not knowing what was going on. Oh, why did he have to sign up for this?? Why must this always happen to him! He let out a scream, and he surprised even himself with the sound that came out of his mouth, feeling more like a bird's cry than anything. More terrified than ever, he kept his hands pressed against his ears, trying to stop the stream of tears that flowed from his eyes as if he had held a cut onion right in front of them. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 04/11/2021 14:25 (3 Years ago) |
Name: Kayden H. Enithka Gender: Male [he/him/his] Age: 19 Appearance: Personality: Very reserved and not very sociable, Kayden prefers to stay out of conflicts, but knows how to finish a fight even if he does his best to avoid starting one. He has a bit of a temper, and his sharp tongue can often land him in sticky situations, but he's usually quiet with a warm smile, often needing few words to express himself. He learned sign language so that he could communicate with his younger sister, who's deaf, but also so that he could "talk" without having to say anything. Still, he prefers actions over words, and while he might act cold on the outside, he is truly a sympathetic person with a warm heart, his selflessness and kindhearted mind earning him respect among a few of his peers. He doesn't like making friends, though, and he usually keeps to himself, trying his best to simply slip under the radar and disappear. Animal being fused with: The Greater Sooty Owl, also known as the Grey Owl or the Dusky Barn Owl Its appearance: Password: I hardly know her RP Group Chat? Y/N: Yes! :) [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 25/10/2021 15:02 (3 Years ago) |
"Well... hello, there, my name is Venture, but you can call me V if you want," they began, their voice slowly starting quiet and gradually increasing in confidence as they used it more. "I use they/them pronouns, this is my second year here, and..." they paused for a moment, considering what else to say. "And I enjoy art and making friends. I hope we can all get along this year." They finished, offering a warm smile in return for the gazes of others. In all honesty, they hated being the center of attention, and had not minded at all when they simply slipped under the radar of most of the people last year. This year, however, they were determined to at least try making new friends. No matter how hard anyone else would have tried almost a year ago, Venture wouldn't have accepted anyone's offer of trust or friendship. Now, they felt as though it wasn't fair to simply hide in a shell their whole life. So, with a determined glint in their eyes, they finally acknowledged others' and even their own presence, excited for school for once in their life. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 25/10/2021 14:12 (3 Years ago) |
They eventually looked down at the beeping device on their wrist, looking something like a pager but a GPS. Was this something that Coby had given them that they didn't remember? They noticed that their communication wristband was still latched to their wrist, and they smiled, despite knowing that it probably didn't work very well at the moment. They examined the pager more closely, and noticed that it looked to be pointing somewhere. Maybe they would find someone they knew wherever it was leading? There was only one way to find out. Struggling to their feet, Gino stood up, their leg straining against the weight. Favoring the leg that had been twisted as they arrived, they began to start towards the direction that the GPS-pager was pointing. As they walked, they could feel the rocks and gravel beneath their feet, the devastated landscape around them bringing sorrow to their eyes. How had this happened? Surely nothing could be so catastrophic to lead to such a devastation. Shaking their head, they continued walking, when they noticed a shape in the distance. The GPS was pointing directly at it, so they started moving faster, hoping to find some kind of clue. Gradually, the building grew closer, and Gino stood in amazement at the sight. How had something so... nice-looking ended up out here, in the middle of somewhere that is nowhere? Just then, they spotted a few other people near the building as well. They felt as though a couple of them looked vaguely familiar, and their conversation sounded friendly, but they couldn't tell whether or not to be wary. Approaching cautiously, they waved a small 'hello', not yet wanting to speak up and trying to find a chance to read the group better. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 20/10/2021 21:40 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Gino Age: 19 Gender: Genderfluid (they/them for now) Appearance: A quaint looking fellow, Gino has short, curled and fluffy locks of russet brown hair that fall over their face, hiding sparkling green eyes and an intelligent gaze. Their chocolate brown skin is covered in white freckles, something that they've given up on bothering to hide. A periwinkle flower crown rests among their hair, and an emerald pendant gifting them the ability of time travel dangles carefully from their neck. A black turtleneck sweater patterned with flowers along the front as if weeds had grown along the shirt covers their upper body, long sleeves protecting slim arms. Long and somewhat torn and frayed navy blue jeans are cuffed just above black shoes that do not look like anything made from modern times. Bracelets barely visible from the long sleeves' covering lace their wrists, and a light makeup covering on their face is barely noticeable. Sharp, elven ears hidden behind their hair are the only other sign of their magical heritage. A long wooden staff tipped with a sharp green blade is tucked away at their side for self-defense, though they rarely pull it out anymore. New Ability: Life Force - Gino now may use energy from the world around them to heal others or themself. It takes a lot of energy, however, and depending on how large the wound is it requires much more energy and power to heal. For example, a few simple cuts and bruises or even minor burns can be healed within about 5-10 minutes after the magic is performed, but something as bad as a broken limb or a bullet wound, or something deep and/or incredibly serious takes much more focus and power and a lot more time to heal properly. They cannot bring anyone back from the dead. As of the beginning of the RP, they cannot heal anything as large as mentioned in these examples, and their power will strengthen with time. However, it will never grow to a point in which they can simply heal everything and everyone with no consequence. Personality: A quiet soul, Gino tends to only speak when spoken to, and they have only ever spoken their mind. Often blunt at times, Gino can very easily come across as cold and unsympathetic, a trait that comes from a lifetime of others oversimplifying and sugarcoating far too many times. Gino hates being treated as less than or more immature than they are, especially since their smaller height can cause people to believe they are younger than their actual age. However, while they have an icy temper and can find others to be insufferable, they can also be friendly and warm. They never give up, and are willing to meet new people, within reason. Slow to trust and quick to fight, Gino is intuitive and calculating, their mind sharp and their heart strengthened by years of turmoil. They are incredibly loyal, and once they lend their trust to you they will not betray yours, even if you've hurt them. Like a guard dog, Gino protects those closest to them with a fierce loyalty, and prefers to think their way around a problem more often than tackling it with brute force. Backstory: Gino comes from 200 years in the past, but not entirely from our universe. This universe is a different world, where magic and creatures of light and dark and everything in between are far more fathomable than here. In Gino's world, they had been chosen for time travel by the Amulet, the very pendant they wear around their neck, years before the war started. A war had been raging in their world for centuries- it got so bad that around 220 years later, the world began to break, and soon, nothing was left but a ruin of the once greatest city in all the land. One day, Gino decides to try and fix their timeline, and travels to the future to see what happens. But, the Amulet breaks during the travel, and they get stuck in the direct aftermath of the war. Finding a blue heeler that they named Arrow, they survive in the wrecked world, trying to find a way to fix the Amulet. It is here that they find Coby, who becomes their partner, and shows them just how important it is to have other people in your life. Together, they are able to fix Gino's pendant, and after a goodbye and a promise to return, Gino makes their first travel in over a decade, landing them in the strange room. Password: 44 Other: Gino has a special bracelet made by Coby that allows them to speak to him across timelines, in case anything happens, but it has also been damaged and does not work anymore. Still, they hold onto the bracelet as if it were their very lifeline. Their freckles also glow in the dark. This isn't an ability, necessarily, simply something that came with their heritage. After about a year of time traveling, they no longer remember their family, and cannot recall anything from their time after the years they spent in the Fallen World. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 19/10/2021 17:23 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 19/10/2021 14:09 (3 Years ago) |
They turned towards Soleil at the words. "That sounds like a good idea," they said, their voice seeming as though it were trying to disappear into nothingness. They glanced around the room. Things seemed to have settled down by now, and with barely a passing glance to recognize anyone else who may have joined the room, they wandered over to the window out of which the spider had been released. They looked outside and fiddled mindlessly with the latch, locking and unlocking the window, pondering their thoughts, drowning out the noise of chatter that came from all sides as people began to talk with one another. They weren't really one for socializing. In the past year, it had almost become their personal goal to talk to as few people as they possibly could. This year, they knew that it would be different. Something told them that this year, they could make friends. Maybe this year, everything would finally work out exactly as it was supposed to... [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 19/10/2021 02:07 (3 Years ago) |
"Hey, um... I think I recognize you," they said, forcing down the feeling of hot awkwardness that always followed them around like a lost puppy whenever they attempted at a conversation, though it was far less innocent. They cleared their throat. "Meka, was it? I'm Venture," they nodded towards the other second-year, trying hard to hide the anxiety rising in their throat as they feared how much they would actually be recognized. Not just because of how little they had interacted with others last year, but with how much they'd changed their appearance over the break. Trying to ignore the thoughts continuously grappling for attention inside their mind, they kept up their smile, hoping that their warm expression wouldn't induce any unnecessary fear, which often happens when they get too excited. "Also, that would be nice," they glanced away for a moment, hoping that nobody noticed the flicker of uncertainty wavering in their eyes. They had difficulty accepting offers of kindness nowadays, but at least this year they were more familiar with their surroundings, making it easier to focus more on meeting people rather than trying not to get lost. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 18/10/2021 12:51 (3 Years ago) |
They shook their head. Fear would only make them think irrationally. It could very well have been a false alarm. Sighing, they righted something they had knocked off of their desk in their haste, and decided to head towards wherever the scream had happened to check for themself. Making their way downstairs, they followed the echoing silence that now felt too large after such a loud sound. Clutching their hat and putting it back on while they walked, as they had taken it off in their room, they found where they assumed the sound had come from and entered quietly, hoping not to disturb anyone. Then, as they opened the door, they saw three students, and one of them was just finishing releasing a spider back outside. Venture’s breathing began to quicken, but they tried to calm themself down, telling themself that the spider had now gone and there was no more need for fear. But the thought that a spider had made its way into the dorms and could get back in so easily was enough for panic to start setting into Venture’s mind. “Could you close the window…? Please?” They murmured, trying hard to keep their voice from shaking as they thought about the spider crawling back in. [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 11/10/2021 14:05 (3 Years ago) |
With a sigh, they wove around a couple students that they thought they recognized from the first year. They couldn't stop and chat, even if they wanted to get reacquainted with a few of their former classmates. Pushing onward, they eventually made it to the dorm they would be staying in. Struggling to juggle their luggage, they reached into their hoodie pocket and pulled out their keycard to open the door. They examined the first-year photo bitterly, but couldn't dwell on it. It had been taken before they had decided to majorly change their appearance, and they weren't even sure if their former classmates would recognize them this year. Shaking their head in an attempt to clear their mind, they swiped the card and heard a beep and a click as the door unlocked. They swiftly stored their card back in the depths of their pocket and shoved open the door with their foot, entering the room with less ease than they would have wanted. Carefully shutting the door behind them, Venture looked up, setting their suitcase down and freeing their hand to brush a few stray curls away from their eyes and taking a sweeping glance at the dorm. They felt a bittersweet feeling of nostalgia as they examined where they had stayed in the first year, their surprising academic skill landing them in one of the school's top placements. Even if they never thought much of themself, Venture felt they deserved what they were able to achieve, to some extent. If anything, they knew that they were glad of the chance to make friends and meet new people and see and do new things they never would have been able to otherwise. Letting out a breath that helped to release some of their first-day stress, they grabbed their suitcase handle once more, and was about to start toward their room, when they noticed the other student who had arrived before them. Suddenly feeling very awkward, Venture blinked multiple times before working up something to say. "Um... hi, there... it's nice to see you," they stammered, their voice barely loud enough for any human's ears. They cleared their throat, feeling a twinge of bitterness at how their voice sounded to them, and stood up a little straighter, still clinging onto the suitcase handle as if it were going to save them from falling to their death. Though they thought they recognized the person's face from the year prior, they managed a, "What's your name?" Before wanting to shrink back and simply turn and walk out of the dorm. Venture shut their mouth, looking at the person before them with eyes that shone with defiance, and yet they could feel their hands trembling. They took a deep breath, trying to steady themself, the first day's anxieties feeling stronger than ever. They tried to work up something else to say, but they could only stand there awkwardly and wait for a response. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 07/10/2021 17:04 (3 Years ago) |
⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺ Forename: Venture Surname: Adholen Nicknames: V, Halo (used only by closest friends) Age: 19 Year Group: 2nd year Gender: Non-binary Pronouns: They/them Appearance: They wear a head of short and fluffy hair that falls in curls around their eyes and ears, a light blue hat tucked behind the worst of the curls. The hair is colored a deep, dark brown, so dark it's almost black, and their eyes are a crystal blue that always shine with an air of understanding and emotion. A silvery white hoodie is draped over a medium-sized figure, with a height of around 5'6. They wear long dark navy blue pants with an embroidered flower patterned on, the design done by Venture themself. Regular tennis shoes for every-day wear, as well as a multicolored feather tucked into the hat, and bracelets lacing their wrists, partially hidden by the sleeves of their hoodie. Personality: Venture is a kind soul, with the ability to empathize with others. They feel closest to their friends and family and are extremely loyal and devoted. However, they get attached easily, due to their lack of a feeling of 'home', even with how much they value such a feeling. Due to this, they sometimes find themselves trying to trick people into staying longer, even if the relationship has long since detached. They often tend to look past red flags with people they've known for a long time, causing long-term harmful relationships. Fortunately, they have a good eye for people, and have been relatively good at choosing the right friends so far. They try to be as peaceful as possible and dislike violence, preferring to talk it out or take a break rather than fight or yell. They cannot handle it when someone raises their voice at them, but they do have a strong mind- they've just been broken. They have a tendency to help even when it might be considered unnecessary, and they have indirectly saved multiple lives because of this, giving them the nickname "Halo" by their closest friends. Talent: Venture is exceptionally good at anything to do with yarn or string- they love to crochet, knit, sew, and embroider. They've made multiple garments and pieces of art from this, and have gotten quite good at making hats, little dolls, pieces of clothing, costumes, and pieces of art such as flowers and owl heads. It is their passion, and they love giving their own spin on clothes that would have otherwise been seen as 'plain' or 'cheap'. They're also fairly good at writing and love making ideas in their mind come to life through storytelling. Zodiac: Cancer Skill Description: Empathy- they have the ability to see what others are feeling beyond what some might consider normal. Sometimes they can even feel for themself exactly what the other is feeling and/or thinking if the feeling is strong enough. They use this to help others, as most of the time the emotions are negative. Spirit Animal: Owl, specifically the Spotted Wood Owl Other: They also enjoy reading and creating various potion-like mixtures to pass time, and their favorite color is a pastel purple or a deep black. They identify as panromantic-asexual. ⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺ [Read more] |