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Post by unknownhearts on Dec 27, 2021 16:14:51 GMT -5
our time together, so covered in patchwork, shall we put an end to it?
NAME - Berry / Heart is fine too
AGE - 26
PRONOUNS - She/They
DISCORD - strawberrycupid#2568
Hi. Welcome to my 5th or so Character Thread on this site. I'm always wishy-washy on things like this. You can call me Berry, it's kinda my brand now. I'm a 26 year old from California and I still have no clue what I'm doing in this world. I've been rping since 2010 when a friend recommended this site to me. I joined under the name *bakuraluvr4evr* where I led Winterclan with Asterstar. I came back in 2019 as strawberrycupid, and led Primal Instinct with my love Funk E'tan.
I also currently run the Classic Gaming server. I've been playing games since I was 5 and I can and will info dump on them when possible. I particularly enjoy visual novels, rpgs, and platformers. My main fandoms are Genshin Impact, Phoenix Wright, Pokemon, Kirby, and Zero Escape. I've recently gotten into D&D and have been enjoying it a lot. I also crochet... occasionally. I'm still learning. I feel like I don't watch enough anime to consider myself an anime fan, but I enjoy magical girl, slice of life, idol and the occasional shonen anime.
I enjoy all sorts of rps, though I admittedly lean towards more comical ones. I love darker and toxic relationships as well. Feel free to hit me up to plot anytime.
Lemonglitz"She'll never love you, more than money and cigarettes" Apprentice || idk || Single Moonclan Sapphiresunglow"Cultish Pressure" Fledgling || Lesbian || Plotted
Snowdropsilhouette"Mommy Issues but she's the Mom" Moonclan Student || Straight || Single Summerclan Sharkwobble"Cuddly Bulldozer" Summerclan Apprentice || Bisexual || Single Primal Instinct Pesmerga"One Who Remembers" Hunter || Ace || Single Renegade Regime ♫ Aine Soothsong"The Charon of the Regime" Chaman || Ace Lesbian || Single
Sunky Exe"Silly Parody" Renegade Regime Cadet || Ace || Single Swiftclan Frogeater"He Eated A Frog Once" Swiftclan Warrior || Gay || Single
Edited May 23, 2022 19:58:59 GMT -5 By unknownhearts
➤ Defining Traits: teasing, morbid, restive, cheerful, stern on her morals ➤ Likes: the dead, her family, playing in the snow, weasels ➤ Dislikes: bigots, those that try to increase their lifespan, graverobbers ➤ Nervous Quirks: hiccups ➤ Inspiration: Hu Tao from Genshin Impact
Pronounced AAn-yuh. For coming from such an unassuming family, everyone will have some opinion of Aine Soothsong. The family was small, preferring jobs like Guider and Auxiliary to the more show stopping ones like Mercenary and Scout. So it wasn't too much of a surprise when one of them finally rose the ranks. The strange thing was that it was Aine. Her coat blends in perfectly with the dark underground, a rich brown like sweet chocolate. But she has the tell tale Siamese traits, with even darker ears, face, paws, and tail, a color that borders between black and brown. Similar to how Aine tiptoes the line between life and death. Compared to most cats, Aine is rather comfortable with death and will encourage everyone to make the most of their life. She accepts death as a natural part of life, and tends to loathe those that try to artificially increase their lifespan. She especially has a hard time holding her tongue regarding the custom of leaders getting lives, finding it disrespectful to those passed. Despite this, she tends to be the one that those on death's door seek out, her rarely seen eloquence coming out as she has a way of comforting those on their way to the other side. She takes her duties very seriously, but this one seems to connect to her in a way she never elaborates on. While she grew up in the Regime, she is familiar with the customs and history of the other clans, so she's never judgmental with her clients. But these are the sides of Aine that she doesn't show very often. Most cats know her as more, off the wall. She's a cheerful and quirky cat, enjoying pranking others and confusing cats with her bizarre ideas. Though she has an odd and morbid sense of humor that tends to polarize those around her. Aine definitely has the energy of a tyke, finding joy in things like playing in the snow or exploring less traversed tunnels. She hates sitting around and doing nothing, taking her own philosophy on living life to the fullest personally. Though she still appears to be all play and no work, seemingly a blasé Guider Superior, she does work hard behind the scenes. Overly eccentric, she seems to appear out of thin air wherever only to disappear in the blink of an eye. Like a flash fire, she ignites those around her. Aine doesn't put up an air, seemingly genuine in everything she does. An indecipherable riddle, those that try to figure her out are left hitting wall after wall. Some have come to accept the lack of an answer, especially her family. It's as natural as being unable to outrun the wind, unable to hold a flame without getting burnt, unable to avoid death. Still, best to be careful around Aine, or she'll end up leading you by the nose.
➤ Jagger Jaeger (stark.raving.mad) || ♥ ♥ ♥ ♡ ♡ || thinks he's too serious but also believes he'll be a great commander ➤ Braelyn Kinsley (ashestoashes) || ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♡ || was not sure about working under her at first. but she came around. tells good jokes ➤ Fallingpaw (complacentdevil) || ♥ ♥ ♥ ♡ ♡ || text ➤ Name (rper) || ♥ ♥ ♥ ♡ ♡ || text
➤ Defining Traits: confident, suck up to the rules of Moonclan, chronically depressed but will never tell anyone, secretive ➤ Likes: her family, praise, warm moss beds ➤ Dislikes: getting in trouble, criticism, the cold ➤ Nervous Quirks: licking her lips ➤ Inspiration: some Luisa from Encanto
Sapphiresunglow is a short haired blue she-cat with blue eyes, the picturesque picture of a sapphire. She's the eldest of her litter, the one her younger siblings lean on and the one who attracts the eyes of the Moonclan elite. And she does her best to live to their expectations, or at least pretend to. Confidence exudes from every step she takes, her words sharp and her claws sharper. To the mothers and the luminaries, she's a suck up, attempting to keep her siblings in line whenever possible. Though, to her siblings, she's probably a bit too frank and controlling. She'll at least tell it like it is to them, letting some inner bitterness out in her voice. In reality, she's absolutely miserable. She hates sucking up to everyone and feeling like her life hangs in the balance. How her whole carefully constructed persona can all come tumbling down from one mistake. So she makes sure not to make any. She doesn't let herself, a moment of weakness can easily topple it down. Sapphiresunglow doesn't confide in others, or let others see her bitterness. She shoulders it all, but the pressure is threatening to break her.
➤ Defining Traits: embodying every electra heart song at once but only the girl boss moments, Superbia ➤ Likes: herself. making other people squirm, doing nothing ➤ Dislikes: everyone else, chores, anything staining her fur ➤ Nervous Quirks: hunched shoulders ➤ Inspiration: Bia from Birth Me Code
When Lovelyfury was born, she was the picture of perfection. Long flowing fur of a dilute calico, though it was more orange and white than grey. Like she was kissed by the sun. And her eyes were a sharp amber like the stone. Appearances made it easy to decide on her name. And then she learned how to speak. There's barely a cat in Dayclan who can stand her presence. She's constantly mean and demeaning, boasting herself to be better than everyone. Insufferable to a fault and she can't even see it. Any attempts to challenge her pride is met with rage and threats. Lovelyfury's temper is hot and always burning, barely needing a reason to get worked up. For such a pretty and seemingly dainty she-cat, she's rather brutal. She doesn't mind getting her paws dirty and doing whatever she feels is right to get what she wants. Anyone that tries to get close to her, or dig up the real reason for her temperament, is quickly burnt out by her antics. If you don't have the braincells to leave, it's really your fault if she ends up using you. Her viciousness would fit in better anywhere else than Dayclan. You'd think a cat as love in herself and popularity like Lovelyfury would be trying to climb the ranks as fast as possible. But the calico doesn't care to conform to a system like that. In her eyes, she's already an Imperial, so why bother trying to change the lesser people's minds. Lovelyfury is her own biatch and she does what she pleases.
➤ Defining Traits: himbo, big enough to be himbo, ate a frog once, chill, goes with the flow, not all there but he's not brick wall stupid ➤ Likes: swimming, cute girls, eating anything other than frogs ➤ Dislikes: frogs, the carnival territory, loud noises ➤ Nervous Quirks: turning body away ➤ Inspiration: n/a
A black tom with yellow eyes. Slow on the uptake, loves to swim, go with the flow kinda cat. Someone dared him to eat a frog and then everyone saw so it became what everyone knows him for. This annoys him.
➤ Defining Traits: gullible, socially awkward, indifferent, takes everything literally, especially jokes, blunt, resilient, depressed as well but very obvious about it ➤ Likes: staying out of the spotlight, fairytales, ➤ Dislikes: eyes staring at her, debates, her big ears ➤ Nervous Quirks: pulling at her fur ➤ Inspiration: idk
The desert is known for going moons, only having two rainy seasons a year. Yet the plants and the animals that call it home have adapted to it, suddenly only able to thrive if kept in this wasteland or in conditions similar. A remarkable showing of strength and resilience, Aridcolors would not call herself similar to her namesake at all. Despite the fact that she is still standing. Rather tall, admittedly. She's a gangly brown tabby she-cat, with ears that seem too big for her head. Her coat is short and a bit too light colored for Nightclan standards, but it's made up for with darker tabby stripes like grass shadows. Her eyes are a similar light brown color, like dead weeds on the side of the road. Quite like Arid herself. Like a weed, she keeps coming back, even if no one in particular wants her around. She's soft spoken, mostly keeping to herself since she doesn't really know how to get along with others. It doesn't help that her personality is that of wet cardboard. There's little there; few interests, desires, goals, even things she hates. Arid appears to be indifferent to everything around her, even to the rapid changes to Nightclan that have happened. She's go with the flow, but to her own detriment. The kind of cat that will follow someone just because they were told to. Consistently playing the straight man in any group, she tends to take things too literally. Sometimes she pipes up with something, a bit more spicy or forceful than usual, that threatens to show something under the surface. But those roots are buried deep underground, only a steady hand could consider unearthing them.
➤ Parents: unknown ➤ Siblings: unknown ➤ Kits: none ➤ Family Tree Relation: none ➤ Clan Specific Thing: Class is Inferior ➤ Adoption Thread: none ➤ Picture Link: link
➤ Defining Traits: shy, quiet, defeated, fearful, got dragged the wrong way, trying her best but it never feels like enough, bad luck follows her ➤ Likes: her kits, fawnpaw (misses him), peace and quiet, the sun ➤ Dislikes: puzzlemaker, her gut feelings, sleeping ➤ Nervous Quirks: tapping her paw on the ground ➤ Inspiration:
The turn from leaf bare to newleaf is one of the most anticipated times of the year. And the first signs of this time are the flowers Snowdropsilhouette was named after. Was she supposed to represent this hope, a hope for a better time? But they hang their heads low, almost touching the ground. And it leads her to wondering if she is doing the same. Snowdropsilhouette's coat lives up to her name. A mostly grey pelt like shadows, the only distinction is the white along her chest, face and front legs. Her eyes are a rich amber, like the sun at dusk. Perfect for a Moonclan cat. She found Moonclan peaceful before the culling. Living here was easy, as was falling for Fawnpaw. For how young they were, Snowdroppaw was excited for their small family. It pacified the part of her that felt so out of place, that something was wrong. She couldn't have predicted the culling, or where their little clan would be now. Her small joys, the reason she was safe to begin with, were torn from her without a second thought. Maybe it was the ease that kept her and Fawnpaw together, maybe there was nothing there to begin with. She doesn't know, and she isn't sure she ever will now that they've split. Her life has turned upside down, and it's all Puzzlemaker's fault. Snowdropsilhouette wants to be mad, to just take her kits back and leave this place. But her anger was doused in the water of fear. So she hangs her head, like the snowdrop. Unable to feel that hope that just feels like a distant dream now.
➤ Defining Traits: resting b*tch face, gentle and sensitive, hates violence, doesn't realize her own strength, clumsy, maybe can't see well ➤ Likes: building pebble towers, playing with kits, the beach ➤ Dislikes: when kits are afraid of her, everything looking blurry, accidentally crushing flowers ➤ Nervous Quirks: teary eyes ➤ Inspiration: n/a
Due to her grand size and thick coat to match, many often find her intimidating, and it doesn't help that she has an intense resting face, always set in a glare of some kind. But she's actually quite gentle and sensitive, the intuitive type. Bashful, it doesn't take much to get on her good side and she is infinitely forgiving. She loves playing around, but sometimes she forgets her size and strength and often gets too rough, but she always makes sure to apologize profusely. Building tiny pebble towers and knocking them over is her favourite hobby. She's extremely clumsy and often bumps into everything and everyone. It might be due to bad eyesight.
➤ Defining Traits: does good in every way, extremely lucky, cute, high metabolism, happy go lucky ➤ Likes: his friends, dancing, eating ➤ Dislikes: when people don't wanna dance, his gifts being returned or ignored, dirt ➤ Nervous Quirks: pupils shrink ➤ Inspiration: Sunky
Facts about Sunky. Sunky is happy-go-lucky, carefree, friendly, gentle-hearted, cute, and unambitious. He also only has small jumps. He does good in every way. Unlike his brother Sonic, Sunky can swim. But he doesn't run as fast, cause he's never in a rush. Sunky considers everyone his friend. He also has the miraculous ability to get out of any danger unscathed by doing nothing. How could anyone try and hurt him? He is very cute. Sunky loves to dance and always wants his friends to join in. Sunky doesn't talk much, and has a rather high metabolism so he's always a snacking. Sunky is a blue cat with oddly spiky fur. Sunky should have red eyes but it's against the rules so Sunky has black eyes instead. Or maybe his pupils are just constantly dilated. Who knows.
It's been a long time since anyone has seen his face. Most of the cats that populate the League wouldn't know of him, and those that do would most likely not recognize him. He grew into those large limbs he had, though his once patchy black and white fur has revealed gorgeous black rosettes on a charcoal pelt. Like pencil scratchings on a paper. He's extremely striking, and deeply reminiscent of times gone. His light green eyes are the nail in the proverbial coffin. Not that he hides his heritage. One of the firstborn sons of Funk E'tan, his memories of the once nemesis are hazy. Maybe the lineage made him a bit snobby, not as appreciative of what he had. He became a wanderer, like his father. Coming and going whenever he felt like it, though it's his first time coming back since the League has moved back to the mansion. He's learned a lot, but it's mostly boiled down to it being better to mind his own business. He doesn't talk much, stoic and intimidating. Still mostly observing those around him. He once had a strong sense of family and unity, but now that they're all gone, that part of Pesmerga has extinguished as well.
➤ Parents: Funk E'tan and Ito ➤ Siblings: Riamu, Nagi, Hayate, Einheria, Mephilia, Isa and Mina ➤ Kits: none ➤ Family Tree Relation: Funk family ➤ Clan Specific Thing: ➤ Adoption Thread: none ➤ Picture Link: link
She takes the natural role of team leader and organizer, making deals and ensuring they’re kept while also spreading the word of the Wraith. At least, she did before she got too controlling, too rash. Now, she’s bitter, uptight, and angry. Though cruel, she’s still loud and bubbly, naturally convincing and charming if her temper isn’t too short (which it quite often tends to be). Her blatant disregard for everyone around her is obvious, but it’s the similar view of herself that she doesn’t make well known, covering it up with overconfidence and scathing remarks, though the way she puts herself into reckless situations speaks a great deal on the subject. Immediately, she comes off as almost warm, but her smile is off, her eyes are cold, her attitude is flippant. She holds grudges for an incredible amount of time. She is skilled at navigating the world around her, at fitting into roles, at survival — she grieves the cruelty in private — and she takes a quiet glee in kicking those who are down because it makes her feel better, just a little, just for a while. Her authoritarian nature and recklessness was a splinter in the old group she worked, lived, with. She struggles to take anyone else into account.
