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Posted: Wed, 06/10/2021 13:54 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Fri, 24/09/2021 15:18 (3 Years ago) |
Age: Appears around 10-14, though nobody's ever cared to ask, and she could be specifically much older Gender: Doesn't understand the concept of gender, so she uses any and all pronouns Type Of Monster: Ghost Backstory: Glory doesn't remember their past, and is mostly overlooked when it comes to interacting. He has a lovely personality though, and enjoys writing (if they could hold a pen) and music, as well as making pointed remarks that make a good point. Nobody ever talks to her though, and she's very lonely. He enjoys the dark and quiet, where he can fill said quiet with their own sound and nobody'll hear. Abilities: Phases through walls/objects, levitation, energy medicine, materialization (in small doses), telepathy (can rarely touch solid objects) Appearance: A smaller ghost colored with the generic all-white and black, and their eyes are mostly black with light blue pupils. She has a long flowing underside often mistaken for a dress, and carries an empty purple sketchbook that is unable to be opened. He also has an extra fluffy-ish 'scarf' around their neck that hides his mouth. Weapons: None. Other: Glory is mute, and uses her telepathy ability to "talk" to others. Because of this, no one really wants to talk to them, and he doesn't have many friends. He lives quite literally under a rock, and likes sitting with the Echo Flowers in Waterfall. Also questions- is there a character limit? And when do you plan to start the RP? [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/09/2021 17:37 (3 Years ago) |
Status before exiled: Med. App Gender: Male (he/him/his) Exiled from what Clan?: ShadowClan Description: Dark ginger splotched tom with amber and russet colors swirled on a fluffy pelt with a thick-furred tail. Bio/ about/ exilé reason: Apple'paw is a quiet tom, though he knows how to speak his mind. He was nearly old enough to receive his Medicine Cat name when he was wrongly framed for stealing from WindClan. No proof could be found that it wasn't him, and all of the evidence pointed to him, so he was exiled, and he was left with a bitter taste in his mouth. He knows all there is to know about herbs, and truly cares about the health and well-being of cats, no matter their origin. He is friendly, kind, polite, and quiet, yet still brave, outspoken, and just. His anger is only aimed at the cat who framed him, not the cats who wouldn't believe him. He does not believe in violence to solve problems, and does his best to rid himself of vengeful emotions, as anger only gets you so far. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 14/09/2021 20:31 (3 Years ago) |
Any nickname? Cricket, a nickname given to them by their closest friend, who they haven't seen in 2 years. Appearance: A light caramel Eevee with particularly fluffy fur that never seems to behave itself. Their fur has light purple and light green tones on the edges of his tail, forehead, ears, paw-tips, and neck fur. Moves: Tackle, Swift, Quick Attack, Baby Doll Eyes. Ability: Adaptability. Gender: all :) (any pronouns) Power/Item: She has the ability to evolve into any one of her evolved forms during a battle and then switch back, thanks to a special stone given to her by their grandmother, a few weeks before she died. They wear the stone in a protected locket around their neck, hidden in their fluff. (resourcefulness hah) However, they cannot use it twice in a row (it requires a cool down time of about an hour or two) and it is a bit of a last resort option as it saps energy extremely fast. Other: Also he very much does not like water. At all. He's a very cheerful 'Mon but he will never forgive you if you get him wet, even if it was an accident. (I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that their fur takes like a whole entire day to dry completely. Huh.) [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 10/09/2021 15:07 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Name: Applepaw
Gender: Male Relationship Style: aromantic/asexual Appearance: Dark ginger splotched tom with amber and russet colors swirled on a fluffy pelt with a thick-furred tail. ![]() Wearing/Accessories: A robin's feather tucked behind his right ear as a gift from his mother. Runner/BloodClan Searcher?: Runner Clan Ranking: Medicine Apprentice (if that's OK) (I can make a med. cat as well if needed) Bio/Other: He grew up never knowing the safety of a home, and he had been born shortly before BloodClan took over and he was forced to run. He had two siblings- Dappledkit and Firekit, but neither of them made it out alive. He was determined to help others and always had a fascination with herbs and healing, and he would often help out the medicine cat even before he was apprenticed. He's very reserved most of the time, but he stands up for what he believes is right and is very inquisitive and a quick learner. Since he's so good at listening and reading people, he can often tell what may be going on under a mask faster than most other cats. He is 10 moons old. ![]() Name: Willowmoon
Gender: Female Relationship Style: Pansexual Appearance: Silvery gray Bengal she-cat with amber eyes and a spotted light coat. ![]() Queen: yes Wearing/Accessories: none Runner/BloodClan Searcher?: Runner Clan Ranking: Queen/Warrior Bio/Other: Willowmoon grew up in the comfort and excitement of her clan, and loved it to pieces. She had one sibling and both her parents, though she spent most time with her mother. She made many friends and earned her place as a respected senior warrior. Then, BloodClan took over, and she was devastated. They had ruined her life, her friends, and her family, and she could never join them. She has hated them forever since. She has a feisty temper sometimes, but overall is very chill and caring, and does not punish without solid evidence or reasoning. A sweet and collected she-cat with much experience in a clan, she knew that she could never join BloodClan and decided to follow the others in running away. Her kits are due in about a moon, and she has not disclosed the father. Her kind and helpful personality was admired by all, and she was a respected warrior all around. The take over by BloodClan had wrecked her, but she stayed strong for the kits she was going to bear. She is 4 years old. ![]() Name: Sizzle
Gender: Male Relationship Style: aro-ace Appearance: Speckled black and white lithe tom with large shoulders and a piercing glare. ![]() Accessories: a collar with a rusted-over name tag with the word "Arrow" engraved in it, though it's indistinguishable now. Bones and teeth protrude from it and he wears it with pride, fully conscious of the fact nobody can read the tag (it makes no sound either). Runner/BloodClan Searcher?: Searcher. BloodClan Deputy?: No Bio/Other: Sizzle grew up in a kittypet home, and was ripped from his family only 8 weeks after he had been born. He never forgave his Twolegs for that, and he never warmed up to his new owners, either. Their little girl was OK, but the parents never gave him any attention and he would sometimes go days without eating anything, because they forgot about him and the girl was too young to take care of him herself. One day, a large white monster with flashing lights came and took the little girl away, who Sizzle had grown secretly attached to. She had been acting sick for a while, and he hissed when they tried to take her away, but everyone just pushed him away. His owners never came back for him after that- they only returned to the house once, and they packed up all their belongings into the belly of a giant monster and left, leaving Sizzle alone, confused, and starving. Bitter with resentment, he left his house behind and became a stray, hunting and scavenging for himself. When he heard about BloodClan, he joined gladly, hoping to finally let out his anger on someone who he know didn't deserve it. His heart was cold and he no longer felt empathy or mercy. He was a swift, deadly tom with broad shoulders and a powerful swipe, and he was still relatively young, meaning he was very athletic still. His short temper and concealed demeanor didn't earn him many friends, but he preferred to work alone anyways. He is 3 years old. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 07/09/2021 17:29 (3 Years ago) |
Gino noticed a figure on the swings. It appeared to be sleeping- that was good. Gino felt incredibly tired themselves, but did not dare fall asleep out in the open. The figure, which Gino assumed to be another survivor, had another something beside it. It didn't take long for Gino to recognize the shape- they had one of their own. It was a dog. How another dog had managed to survive out here was beyond them, but they figured it simply found a human to care for it. Maybe the survivor was its owner, then. Gino watched Arrow carefully. They had trained him using barely not expired dog treats from a raided pet store to not bark unless they commanded, for it attracted unwanted attention, and he always looked to them for instructions. However, due to the lack of life during a literal apocalypse, Gino was never able to properly socialize Arrow, and they worried how he would react to another dog. Arrow sensed the dog almost immediately, and his entire body tensed, his ears perking and his fur bristling. Then, something that sent a wave of relief to Gino, Arrow turned to look back at them for direction. Keeping their face clear, they gave him the signal for no, and he looked as though he understood. His fur lied back down flat, but his ears remained alert. Just to be safe. Gino was proud- they had done well in training him. With a soft whistle, they called him over to them, and quietly made a wide arc around the two sleeping figures, careful not to draw attention to themselves. Once they were out of earshot, they headed for a covered space in the play structure, and set up a small area to rest. This park was not too far from Coby's pitiful tree house thing, and they figured it would be easy enough to watch his progress in this world without drawing attention to them or anyone else. Speaking of which, Gino now worried how they would be able to inhabit this park without being noticed by the figure on the swing set. If all goes well, the survivor would simply move on once morning arose, and would take their dog with them. Knowing their luck, though, that was less than likely to happen. With a sigh, Gino curled up in a makeshift bed under the structure as Arrow remained on watch, and slowly fell asleep. [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 07/09/2021 17:24 (3 Years ago) |
As the delicious lunch slowly disappeared from her plate as she ate, Freja glanced around the large room. She assumed this was one of the largest rooms in the school, though she couldn't be sure with how vast the place was. She longed to get outside and transform, to fly with Eren, but she had to finish her meal. It was common courtesy to eat all that was given to you, even if she made this lunch herself. She felt less of an appetite than before, now, but she continued to eat. She figured if she just got up and left she would be able to find her dorm on her own, maybe with the help of a few staff. Excitement at the prospect of exploring this place further spurring her on, she quickly finished her food and shot a quick glance around. It was alright to excuse herself from the table, right? She wouldn't get in too much trouble if she walked around for a bit? She came to the realization that she didn't actually much care, and with a swift and final gaze around the Hall, she picked up her things from beneath the table where she had stored them, as she hadn't had time to place them in her dorm, stood up, and walked out of the Lunch Hall. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 02/09/2021 20:27 (3 Years ago) |
Thanking the carriage men who helped her with her luggage, she took a step forward, and then another, until she was walking with considerable pace alongside the hundreds of other students that got in. Her suitcase made soft clicking noises as it rolled across the pavement, and her bags felt heavier than ever, but somehow, as she entered this enormous building, she wasn't afraid in the slightest. Freja groaned. She had been wandering the entire academy for what felt like hours now, and she still had not found the Lunch Hall. She had asked around multiple times, but nobody could give her simple enough directions in this humongous place. She recalled they had described it as "The big fancy doors to the right," but Amura knows what that meant. Most of the halls were empty by now- probably because everyone has already found the Hall. With another sigh, she took another right, expecting to find more stairs, when to her surprise, a large and fancy doorway opened up to her, revealing the Lunch Hall and all of the students with it. Relief flooded through her. She wasn't late. Her mind racing with excitement, though somehow she managed to keep her expression blank, Freja walked over to one of the large seating tables and chose a spot, waiting for the day to begin. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 02/09/2021 17:18 (3 Years ago) |
Name: Freja Asurine Age: 17 Powers: Transmogrification (shape-shifting)/can speak with animals. So far she can only shift into a raven or a broom stick... for some reason, but she has the ability turn into anything. When she shape-shifts it saps her energy, and as of right now she can only be in a separate form for no longer than 5 hours. Gender: Female (she/her/hers) Appearance: Long, straight, blue-black hair that, when let loose, spans almost the entirety of her back. Unfortunately, this is not convenient for training or battle purposes, so she often wears it in a tight single braid wrapped up in a black flower pin. Her outfit often consists of a black leather jacket opened over a white shirt with an owl printed on it, and jeans with a flower pattern embroidered onto the right thigh. Her shoes are black, and she has two pairs- dress shoes and training shoes, which she wears accordingly. Her dark caramel skin is peppered with even darker freckles which she hides under makeup, and her piercing sea blue eyes hold a glare which nothing can penetrate. Pet? (optional): Yes, a jet-black sleek feathered raven with red eyes, named Eren. Password: Funyions PalPad Group? Yup! (additional notes: Freja is pansexual, and she doesn't trust easily, but she's very loyal and does get attached easily) [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/08/2021 17:36 (3 Years ago) |
You wake up groggily in a pure white room, the overhead lights temporarily blinding you. You see a scientist walk away after talking to you. You don't know what it said, but you somehow know that this is where you will stay now. You examine yourself and recognize a tag with a name and a weird code written on it attached to your leg. The name reads [your character's name], and the weird code says [your serial number]. You don't know what they mean- you only remember enough to know your name. You realize you look different... and you start at how much has actually changed... This RP is now free to post in! Make sure to sign up now if you'd like to join- after the RP officially starts, there will be only one week until the sign-ups close. R u l e s [YOU SHOULD READ THESE] ![]() * No OPing, no controlling another person's character, keep the powers/animal reasonable, no killing off characters without checking with both me and the owner of the character first. * All PH rules apply. * Character limit is 1 so far, might change it to 2 if we don't get enough characters. Make sure to check with me if you would like to add a second character. * Keep it PG-13, a little romance and violence is allowed, but no swearing. If you would like two separate characters where you are not controlling both to fall in love, you must make sure the other roleplayer is OK with it, and let me know that this is what you want. * This RP is semi-lit/lit, no one liners please, at least three to four sentences per post. * We only really need two other people to join until we can create the RP, just make sure you can be active often to participate. We will wait for a couple more to join before we officially start, however. * If you do not follow these rules, I will give you three warnings before I kick you out of the RP/decline your form forever, so be careful. * Do not attempt to exploit any rules I may have forgotten to mention! [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/08/2021 17:16 (3 Years ago) |
Edit: The RP is here! Please don't post yet though. I will edit the first post when it's ready :) [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 27/08/2021 14:40 (3 Years ago) |
@ZynxDaLynx please recheck your password, and give your character some form of negative side affect, the serum isn't perfected yet and they can't just have unlimited power. Update on the RP Thread: I've been too busy all week, but I will get it out over the weekend and post the link here. Once I open the RP there will be one week until the sign-ups close. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 25/08/2021 22:47 (3 Years ago) |
As the young boy raced through the streets with his satchel clutched at his side, clumsily swerving around piles of rubble and debris, and making his best effort to avoid the various smoke-filled alleys and buildings, he realized his feet had brought him to a shopping mall. There were many of these scattered about the now-ruined city, and this one's front sign was still mostly intact, but he could not read it without his glasses. His glasses had broken quite swiftly, as they usually do, but due to his family's money and prestige he could always just get new ones and never had to go with blurry vision for longer than 2 weeks. Now, his entire vision had been blurry up close for almost 6 months (he's far-sighted), and he's even clumsier than ever. He didn't know how to make glasses, nor did he know his prescription or how to get all the tiny screws in the right place, so he could not replace them. It made surviving a lot more difficult, and he seriously should have been dead by now, but by some miracle he was still alive, and he took that for granted way more than he should. Coby decided not to enter the shopping mall. He figured that would be already looted and grieved, plus it would be too wrecked to traverse safely. Instead, he continued wandering, steering himself towards the Calvin D. Park. He didn't know why he bothered to remember the name of it- some stupid rich person probably. Nonetheless, he made his way towards it, knowing the water fountain there worked. Somehow. As he approached, the sun had already almost entirely set below the horizon, and his anxiety began growing. There was no way he would be able to replenish his water and get back to the tree before nightfall. It was already almost too dark to see. It was way too dangerous to wander alone at night- that's when the majority of the monsters that dwell among the forest get a bit more confidence and try to snatch up some better-tasting food. Coby shivered. He could never forget the screams. He had been there for the Fall, and he had been there as the entirety of humanity, give or take a dozen or so, were wiped out before his very eyes. He tried finding his family, but they were all gone. His old castle, where he grew up, was now nothing but a few ragged walls, debris, and dust. His mind threatened to wander further, trying to fall back into a memory he longed to forget forever, and he struggled to bring it back to the task at hand. He had arrived at the park, a rusty and worn-down children's playground sitting upon dead, gray grass and barren rocks, and had nearly walked past it. Making a sharp left turn he scouted out the working water fountain- there were many broken-down ones strewn about. Eventually finding what he was looking for, Coby reached into his satchel and pulled out his canteen that he found in a shop once. Unscrewing the lid, he pressed the button and waited as water spewed from the fountain and fell unevenly into the container with a unique dripping sound. As the canteen began to fill, Coby noticed something behind the fountain. It was a shape, but it was so dark and Coby could see so poorly that he could not discern what it was. It was only until the thing began growling that he made a guess. Could it be a dog? He couldn't imagine how an animal had the wits to survive out here, but if he could do it, anyone can. Then the dog started barking, and panic began to well in his chest. That was going to attract some monsters. The sun had disappeared and the moon was rising steadily, very few stars visible through the clouded sky, and monsters were bound to be venturing out of the forest by now. Halting the flow of water and re-screwing on the lid to his canteen, Coby shushed the dog quietly, but it did not stop. Suddenly, he heard a voice. "Arrow, quiet." Immediately, the dog went silent. Confused and a little scared, Coby glanced around, but could not pinpoint where exactly the sound had come from. Just then, a survivor appeared out of the black of the night, and it could just be his horrible lack of sleep, but Coby thought he could see them glowing a little bit. Their milk chocolate colored skin was peppered with white freckles that seemed to radiate light, and their hair was short, fluffy, and auburn colored, hanging over their eyes so that he could not tell what color they were. They held a long staff with a cracked gemstone on the end of it, which was pointed at the edges. They wore a loosely fitted red and white plaid shirt covering a dark black turtleneck that was dirty and worn down, and they held themselves with an air of confidence and security. Coby gulped. Even though Coby could not see the newcomer's eyes, he felt them glaring at him. "Who are you? Why have you come here?" "Look," Coby said, trying to keep his voice from shaking. He did not want to be out here for any longer than he had to, and this was wasting time. "I'm Coby. Coby Hevenn. It's very wonderful to meet you an' all, but I really gotta go-" "Why are you stealing my water?" Coby froze. This was their water?? "Oh, uh, sorry 'bout that, I didn't know it belonged to you. I was just getting some to refill my bottle here, because, y'know, I don't want to die." The survivor sighed. They lowered their spear, though it wasn't raised very threateningly anyways. "I am Gino." Coby waited. They said nothing more. "Ok... Gino, may I go now? 'M sorry for taking your water, k?" Gino was shorter than him, and when they relaxed, as much as you can out here, they looked much smaller and more helpless than when he first noticed them. They nodded and looked away. Their dog, who Coby assumed was named Arrow, had lost all signs of hostility and was wagging his tail at him. Coby smiled at him, and looked back to Gino. He wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say, so he simply turned to walk away. "Wait." Coby stopped, turning himself back around to glance over his shoulder. "You can't just go off into the night on your own. Not out here. Let me come with you and ensure that you reach your home safely." Coby hesitated for a moment. He knew that this could be a trap, that if he accepted he could be leading an enemy straight to his house. But with all of his previous heritage and power and fame thrown out of the window, he felt as though Gino simply wanted to tag along, and not visit his very extraordinary house that was not nearly falling off its foundations. Plus, Gino seemed lonely, and this might be Coby's last and only chance to make a real friend. Deciding that if this does go wrong, he wasn't going to make it much farther by himself anyway, and nodding to Gino, he said, "Alright. Just don't kill me. I can do that to myself just fine." He thought he caught a smile through the seemingly glow from the young human, but it was too dark to make sure. Turning back around and heading off into the night, now with a dog he still did not know the look of and a possible new friend, Coby was feeling a little better, and was anxious to get back to his home. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 25/08/2021 17:32 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Skye_in_daSky Character name: Gino Gender: Genderfluid (they/them) Appearance: ![]() Age: 19 With anyone?: Not currently, though they will catch feelings for someone later in the RP (it's my character don't worry) Backstory: Gino is actually not from this time at all, and is in fact from 200 years in the past. They gained the ability of time travel due to the emerald amulet known in ancient lore as the Traveler's Charm, a beautiful relic believed lost to time, ironically. It appeared to Gino as a child, and they'd been able to time travel ever since. However, when they traveled to here, the amulet cracked and presumably broke, becoming unusable. Now stuck in this time, Gino learned how to behave to suit the others, and adapted quickly to the desolate lands that exist now. Other: Gino is a quiet and calculating type, often hiding away in their metaphorical shell and preferring to stay out of trouble, however they are extremely sharp and very keen to learn, and have a high intelligence than what is considered 'average'. They also have a blue heeler dog named Arrow whom they found trapped in the Arpian Forest, cornered by monsters. They rescued him and he began following them around, so they decided to take Arrow with them and the two soon bonded well. PalPad group?: Yes! Password: but if you close your eyes ![]() Skye_in_daSky Character name: Coby Gender: Male (he/him) Appearance: ![]() Age: 19 With anyone?: Same as Gino's Backstory: Coby comes from a very prestigious family of high social standing. He went to a special private high school for gifted students, he lived in a castle with his mother, father, younger sister, and two older brothers. He's always loved science and engineering, and he has a large imagination, and ever since he was 12 he's been inventing, designing, and constructing machines with surprising accuracy and efficiency. He never truly felt as if he fit in though. He always felt pressured to fill his family's shadow, and nobody at school truly wanted to be his friend. He was either approached by people who only wanted to use him or was avoided altogether. He learned how to read people's true intentions the hard way. His parents never gave him all that much attention- his older brothers were much more aspiring and successful than him, and he was always being compared to them, and his little sister Kaia was always so obviously the favorite. Nevertheless, he did his best and chose his own destiny, and moved out as soon as he could. Then, it all fell apart, and he never saw any of his family again. Other: A much more outgoing person, though he did build up a protective shell due to his heritage, Coby has a wide imagination and oftentimes a thick skull, usually leaping before he looked, and making reckless decisions based on impulse alone. He usually follows his gut, though his instincts aren't quite sharp enough to survive alone, which is where he met Gino. Even for Coby's irresponsibility, he is a quick thinker and light on his feet when it counts, and has gotten the two of them out of multiple sticky situations (not counting the amount of those he had gotten them INTO as well). PalPad group?: Yuppers! Password: does it almost feel like nothing changed at ALLLL [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 23/08/2021 17:25 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Fri, 20/08/2021 05:08 (3 Years ago) |
@SpiffyGamer43 accepted! Please edit out your password. (we will start the RP soon, I'll create a PalPad and let you all know when it's up) [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 28/07/2021 02:50 (3 Years ago) |
![]() Username: Skye_in_daSky Character Name: Karina Magirno [mah-JEER-no] Character Gender: Female (she/her/hers) Character Age: 22 Personality: Sly and foxy, Karina is ambitious and optimistic, often relying on her instincts and skill alone to survive. Logic only plays a part in the decision making about 50% of the time, but she's always careful and never too reckless. Always a lone wolf, so to speak, Karina prefers working on her own to finding a team, even if there is "strength in numbers". She prefers to stay hidden and sneak her way around the problem, instead of diving head-first and creating a bigger mess to clean up. Fairly responsible. Appearance: Ginger-blond hair (naturally ginger with hair that was dyed blond a while ago, now faded streaks of it on the tips of her hair are all that's left [x]) that's long and wavy, used to be tied up in a ponytail but ever since her hair-tie broke she was forced to wear it down. Wears a pale green short-sleeved shirt that's loose around the sleeves, and black shorts that stop a couple inches above her knees. Her arms, legs, and face are covered in scars and barely-healing wounds, and her face is freckled slightly. Her skin is a shade of dirty brown, and her eyes are a silvery blue. Daemon: Black & Red fox Daemon Name: Zero Questions/anything else?: Karina is pansexual but not currently looking for love. Both of her parents are dead, and her little brother (age 15) went missing four months ago. She assumes he's dead as well. Also, I'm a tad bit confused about the daemons and what they do/are. Could you please explain them in further detail? I don't quite get it. Password: ________________ [Read more] |
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Posted: Tue, 27/07/2021 17:42 (3 Years ago) |
@Burn~Drive accepted, please edit out your password [Read more] |