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 Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:51 am
..: Jiki :.. [ Old Cert ] Stats Name: Jiki
Nickname(s): Ji-senpai (by Akai)
Name Meaning: "Magnetism" in Japanese
Birthdate: Unknown
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Fox (Beta - Magnetism)
Height: 5' 9" (not including his ears)
Build: Rather thin yet surprisingly strong for his structure
Color: Blue-Violet
Personality
Likes: Maple trees, sunshine, friendly conversation, open-mindedness, practicing his abilities
Dislikes: Being toyed with, twisting logic, putting others on the spot, physical or emotional pain
Personality: Jiki has a tendency to worry when it comes to most aspects of everyday life. As one of the youngest pack leaders, Jiki has inherited a full-time job he doesn't think he's quite up to par with yet. Although he's proven himself time and again to be worthy of the post, under various means, he always feels as though he could do better; this may well be good for improvement in the long run, but is stressful in the short. He has fairly low self-confidence, placing more of it on others than he probably should. Despite the faults he has, he is excellent at giving advice when asked (as long as he puts his mind to his answers), and tends to be pretty inviting and approachable to those of all pack legacies. He has an incredible amount of patience in people, but is known to jump too quickly regarding things relating to himself.
History
Jiki began his studies at an early age to become the next pack leader for the fox clan, apprentice to those currently in charge despite the flimsy foundation that his tutoring stood on. Perhaps it was merely because he was so young that his attention could not stay strictly attuned, as he aged and grew into his role as a rebellious teenager. It was never out of boredom that he shrugged off much of what should have been priority, but the lack of contact to arrange an audience with the current leaders more than once or twice a year left his patience waning, and so too did his concentration follow suit. Shouldn't he be more important than that? Was it really so necessary for him to learn all this stuff, at the rate things were progressing?
As the tides turned, so too was reality in for a slap in the face. Jiki's induction came as a hasty need as a pack leader was eliminated, the other MIA. Scorn was quickly usurped for panic, leaving the adolescent fox scrambling to remember the lessons he had tuned out. Under the pressure, he knew it was but a matter of time before the supports gave, but he placed far too little faith in the understanding of his peers. He was possibly the youngest pack leader that had come to power of any tribe, and for that the slack was given. In many cases, it was more a lack of faith, but the distance was attained in either way, and it helped Jiki get a better grasp on the situation.
The rust-marked beta of the fox clan, even today, plays his decision-making skills and advice by ear. Perhaps all that was needed was for him to get a proper grasp on the nuances of intuition, but this thought didn't hamper his intent for study that he had shirked growing up. It had become apparent that all that was needed, in order to take things seriously, was to be given the proper chance to prove what he was capable of, or to apply his teachings. Discovering that the best teacher was experience itself, he ventured forth into the world armed only with basic knowledge and determination. He has stayed with the Bates Motel since it's opening, a building that is easy to reach from within or outside of town, if the guidance is needed.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: None
Roleplay Log
Status: Always Available! (Because he's a Beta and currently the only acting leader for the fox pack, he's permanently open for roleplay as guidance.)
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: Paths that Cross, The Future Awaits..., Guiding Light, a number of shop RPs I lost the text to
Acquaintances: Akai ("adopted little brother"), Amanita, Aponi Hateya, Ignatius, Inari, Keahi, Lev, Mana, Marlon, Quin, Raine, Ran, Yureta
Artwork
-Beta Jiki, by me (2005)
-Banner Portrait, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
-Old Banner, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
-First Kiss, by me (2006)
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: Melomar
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:51 am
..: Fisk :.. Stats Name: Fisk
Nickname(s): Fisky
Name Meaning: "A Fish" in English
Birthdate: February 29th
Type: Uke
Breed: Mer
Height: 5' 2" (in human form)
Build: Seems to be a little too thin and petite for his height
Color: Orange
Personality
Likes: His little pond, feeling safe, being surrounded in familiarity, water lilies
Dislikes: Being prompted to speak, being out of the water, first impressions
Personality: Skittish and cripplingly shy, if there's any way for Fisk to avoid confrontation of any sort -- even just to say "hello" -- he would take it. Due to this, he is incredibly socially inept, and knows very little about how one should behave around others. While he tries his hardest not to offend, he can unintentionally do so by not speaking when he should. He has a tendency of over-thinking his actions, being about as flighty as an individual can be, and not conveying his true emotions or thoughts on a matter in an effort to prevent backlash. He responds well to patience and understanding, and has absolutely no idea he is actually poisonous.
History
Early home life for Fisk did not consist of a very prominent example of what family was suppose to be. While the mer was always one to be highly dependent on those closest to him, few felt the need to offer the necessary support. Fisk and his siblings were born after a fling between a freshwater and lionfish mer.
Needless to say the two didn't stay together, the kids being pawned off to live in the ocean. Most of the children did just fine adapting to such living conditions, but Fisk didn't fare so well despite appearing to be full lionfish himself. Always on the frailer side of the spectrum in an attempt to stay with family, he tended to be seen as more of a liability or nuisance. While nobody was outright cruel, Fisk was oftentimes left behind or out of the loop.
Mostly out of health reasons, Fisk eventually found the courage to leave home and locate a secluded patch of freshwater where he could spend his time instead. Lacking in a prominent shifting capability, it was rather difficult to find such a place before the air would dry him out. This led to him taking up refuge in a deep, if small, pond in the park, none too far from the oceanside. Keeping to himself in the pond allowed the mer to feel safe within the close walls as well as have an escape from the pressures of talking to anyone -- or feel the need to depend on anyone. He has made very few friends due to this, but the ones he manages to keep are kept the closest to his heart.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: Merric (played by Melomar)
Children: None
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: Undisclosed
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: Merric and Fisk, Stepping Stones
Acquaintances: Merric (<3!), Pearl, Shin Sawada
Artwork
-Merric and Fisk, by me (2005)
-Banner Portrait, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
-Old Banner, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
-Sketchy Headshot, by Erina_Nobara (2015)
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: || Sei ||
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:53 am
..: Foxglove :.. Stats Full Name: Foxglove
Nickname(s): Fox, My Little Pony boy
Name Meaning: Named after the poisonous plant by the same name
Birthdate: August 12th, 1972
Type: Uke
Breed: Demon
Height: 5' 5"
Build: Lean and rather strong, though underweight
Color: Violet
Personality
Likes: Hanging out with friends, making new acquaintances, shopping, cheering people up, bright colors
Dislikes: People being unhappy, depression, gossip, house arrest, hate, grudges
Personality: Outgoing and optimistic, Foxglove has the incessant habit of making the best out of any given situation, regardless of feasibility. While not immune to "bad days," he tries not to let his mood put a damper on the ability to have a good time, for himself or anybody he may be hanging out with. His naivete can be rather blatant at times, but such reactions tend to be out of a reluctance to accept contrary rather than the lack of ability to grasp a concept. A regular social butterfly, his mood tends to reflect how much interaction he is able to scrounge together. He doesn't dwell on the past despite having an excellent memory.
History
Born in the early 70's to a pair of flower children, Foxglove's life was anything but stable. While not much is known about his parents, they are often regarded as being rather malicious tree huggers; what that means exactly is anyone's guess.
Foxglove grew up mainly in the company of his two siblings. The trio could not possibly be more different, and yet, by some strange roll of the dice, they all managed to put aside any differences to form a rather lasting bond. Sure, they all tease and torment one another like the best of them, but that never was foundation to sully the relationship -- just enough instigation for some light-hearted revenge.
The bizarre circumstances that made up the demon brothers' home life when growing up enabled Foxglove to grasp the ability to get along with a wide range of personality types. While he may not relate the best to others, his developed imagination and instinct can help where personal experience and knowledge cannot.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: Nightshade (played by Melomar) & Amanita (played by Kuro Raban)
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: Untitled (#1), Untitled (#2), Back To Reality
Acquaintances: Blayze Summersong, Convel, Kallisto (nephew!), Keelin, Kunlun duMont, Sian, Tamaska
Artwork
-Banner Portrait, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
-Old Banner, by Fantasy_Rocks13 (2006)
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: Melomar
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:55 am
..: Jigue :.. Stats Full Name: Jigue
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: Another name for the word "jig"
Birthdate: September 10th
Type: Uke
Breed: Cat
Height: 5' 2½"
Build: At a healthy weight, though he's built up some muscle playing his violin so often
Color: Silver
Personality
Likes: Playing the violin, composition/improvising, creativity, vests, bakery goods, silence/atmosphere
Dislikes: Wolves (phobia), really warm weather, needing to ask for help, people focusing on his blindness
Personality: Antisocial and a mite cynical, Jigue tends to refrain from initiating conversation unless he feels there is a need or if he is feeling particularly curious. While open-minded, the cat tends towards a pessimistic view of the world. He is not shy about displaying his prowess at the violin, but he also enjoys silence just as much, which may give an adverse impression over his social tendencies. In fact, he tends to get annoyed with too much conversation, as it is usually meaningless small talk. Although he is legally blind, this fact has not hindered his intellectual development and has actually boosted his understanding skills towards others' feelings -- the problem lies in the fact he forgets to use such skills.
History
Despite the quirks that Jigue came to live with, his early life was surprisingly unremarkable. He knew supportive parents that helped him grow and learn with every step of the way, but did not coddle him to stunt his instinct to do things on his own. He worked at his own pace, though was often pushed to try harder merely for the sake of improvement. It was never forcible, and Jigue was encouraged to do what made him most content, but to stay on course regardless of how difficult things may get.
While many may say he was rather spoiled as a child in this respect, having the support and approval that so many craved, the verb was often misused. More a state of luck than anything that marred personality, his standoffish demeanor to his peers often earned the cat this label when history was brought to light. It was due to these thrust titles that ultimately goaded Jigue into leaving when he grew of age, but he quickly found that without the knowledge that came within such a circle, there were other things that people would immediately focus on with the boy instead.
Pity was not something he found he particularly liked, but it was more tolerable at times than the derision of early life. At least he had ways of proving it unnecessary, if he decided to put forth the effort to do so.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: Basil (played by Little Fishy)
Children: None
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: None
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: By Chance, Paths that Cross, Not By Chance Today!, Guiding Light
Acquaintances: Alex, Aponi Hateya, Basil, Ignatius, Inari, Joscelin, Keahi, Lev, Raine, Yureta
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: Melomar
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:55 am
..: Xenophon :.. Stats Full Name: Xenophon
Nickname(s): Xen
Name Meaning: "Strange/Foreign voice" in Greek
Birthdate: August 8th
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Cat
Height: 5' 8"
Build: Wiry and agile, he's been streamlined mainly from his excess energy, though is at a healthy weight and strength
Color: Orange-Red
Personality
Likes: Ice cream, playing games (especially Tag), talking, stimulation, laughing, summery weather
Dislikes: Serious atmospheres, uptight attitudes, sitting still, breaking things, being told to act differently, wind chills
Personality: Xen is a bit neurotic, but he stays within the boundaries of being well-meaning with the actions he takes: he can be anywhere in the spectrum between snuggly to hyperactive. He may try to keep his energy-proficient nature contained, but the efforts very rarely go unwasted. Despite his childish outlook on life, he is remarkably loving and devoted, intent on keeping what he has earned -- especially when it comes to his relationship standing with others. He is a real go-getter, unafraid of stating his opinion, whether it was asked for or not. He can be afraid of change at times, and therefore oftentimes finds himself being told to "grow up."
History
The earliest parts of Xen's life are all but forgotten in the haze of "moving on," and he would much prefer it to stay that way. He knows that he was loved, and that is the only fragment of history he seems to keep close. For whatever reason, he was on his own at a very young age, growing up first a stray before taking up refuge in an orphanage.
He likes to think he got along with the residents and other children of the orphanage, but truth be told, he most likely rubbed many of them the wrong way. His aloof attitude toward remembering his own family tended to bring up more painful memories in others, and his insistence on staying a child only spurred on the dislike in those that wanted to grow up much too soon. That isn't to say that he was all-around hated, but he found himself grasping at fewer friends than he would have otherwise liked.
He may have been prompted to act a little older by such tangles, more so once he grew too old to stay in his refuge, but Xen's stubbornness knew no bounds. It worried the social workers, but the cat boy merely shrugged it off and moved on. Perhaps the stray's life wasn't so bad after all.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: RPing with Dracier's Tran
Current Roleplay(s): Game of Cat and Mouse
Past Roleplays: Winds of Change, A Walk in the Park! Pt. 1, A Walk in the Park! Pt. 2, Turn of the Season, Guiding Light, a couple of (saved) messenger RPs
Acquaintances: Aponi Hateya, Aryan, Ignatius, Inari, Keahi, Lev, Scarlette Dulce, Tran
Artwork
- Sketchy Headshot by Erina_Nobara (2015)
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: Nikui
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Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 1:57 am
..: Motega :.. Stats Full Name: Motega
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "New arrow" in Native American (unsure of specific tribe)
Birthdate: March 19th
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Rabbit
Height: 5' 4½"
Build: Although short for his age and lineage, he's stronger and quicker than he looks
Color: Teal
Personality
Likes: Studying cause and reaction, raspberries, crafting (MacGuyver-style)
Dislikes: Poison oak, unnecessary vandalism/bloodshed, being called a hippie, electronics, magic
Personality: Motega is a bit more feral an individual than what one may be accustomed to running in to, but he is no less civil. Preferring to live on the outside of society opened different horizons for the boy, developing more advanced vigilant and studious skills without all the distraction. He has a tendency to study those that approach despite knowing it can prompt those into a more defensive stance, but this has become just another tidbit of knowledge he stores away as opposed to a social aspect he needs to work on. He has yet to grasp the validity of being careful with the way he delivers information, coming across as being rather cold at times and more than a little blunt. While he is more in tune with nature than he is with his peers, he is skilled at reading emotion and will try to alter his approach if someone is particularly distressed.
History
Contrary to popular belief, Motega actually grew up under fairly standard living pretenses, within the city itself. The high amount of stimulus never seemed to rub him the right way, the boy finding himself highly prone to headaches and bipolar mood swings on account of that which he could not mentally handle. He understood the world and how it worked, how the electrical age wired everything together and how people were sociable by nature; his mind understood how life worked, but it also couldn't deal with the repercussions it all entailed. Most children his age would turn this excess energy into a more productive fuel, or perhaps foul it up into ADD, but Motega's mind outright scrambled and rejected the input.
His current living arrangement is wrought out of need as much as it was created out of a whim to get back to his roots. Motega quickly adapted, becoming more accustomed to the wilderness in a few short months than he was with the city he had lived within for so many years. Starting from scratch with a hard reboot to such drastic affect no doubt had its own handful of recoil damage, an amalgamation of two different worlds, but the boy's eagerness to learn about the opposing side to life gives a greater ease in his resilience.
Despite what seems to be a successful complete and utter overhaul, Motega still finds himself craving that which he left behind at times. While he has gotten rather rusty at it, he still likes to have a bit of interaction every now and then, especially considering he used to be surrounded by it none too long ago. All the electronics, while convenient, he can continue to do without, though.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: Undisclosed
Roleplay Log
Status: RPing with Melomar's Aponi & Misu
Current Roleplay(s): How Not to Catch a Fish
Past Roleplays: The Future Awaits...
Acquaintances: Aponi Hateya, Kerwin, Misu
Artwork
- Sketchy Headshot by Erina_Nobara (2015)
Image Notes
Base Lines: Darkened-Rabbits
Line Edits/Coloring: Angel~Stalker
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Posted: Thu Apr 02, 2009 9:39 pm
..: Silvio :.. [ Old Image | Full Size Revamp ] Stats Full Name: Melanion Silvio
Nickname(s): Silvio, Sil (normally only lets people call him his first name when they earn his trust)
Name Meaning: Melanion means "Color" in Greek, whereas Silvio means "Wooded; Forest" in Latin
Birthdate: April 22nd
Type: Uke
Breed: Raccoon
Height: 5' 1"
Build: Terribly short and underweight, his build tells of the malnutrition and hardships he's endured over many years' time
Color: #B6316C
Personality
Likes: Having purpose, momentum, coming out on top in a scuffle, apricots
Dislikes: Resting or otherwise losing time, switching focus, the fleeting feeling that he's losing his mind
Personality: Silvio's high endurance levels and ability to focus on the task-at-hand have given way to a capacity of stubbornness to the point of being thick-headed about it. He is not very in-tune with his own needs, especially when situation involves more than just the coon, which has led to a habit of malnutrition and exhaustion in prior travels. He seems to have a difficult time escaping the past, and has developed a hindrance in deciphering what is real and what is imagined that seems to have only gotten worse over the course of time. Highly irritable and abrasive, he isn't above putting up a fight when things get in the way of what he deems as progress.
History
Silvio is not apt to discuss the past, even though his actions are deeply rooted in time. He would much rather leave it unspoken, if only because the cold shoulder has the tendency of putting off those more sociable. In truth, the mugginess of time's passage is a strong player in the hesitation, causing details to blur and warp as the present continues to plod on.
Gaians were never quick to regard the anthros as anything above bizarre, confounding, or worse, abhorrent. There was always a small advocate group for standing up for those they didn't quite understand, of course, but Silvio hadn't the fortune of stumbling upon them first. Instead, he was taken in by a group that despised that which they did not understand. The magenta coon was in his mid teens about this time, but anything prior, he cannot seem to recall. All he knew of was torment, humiliation, torture... all of which he wouldn't have tried to endure had he been the only one held in captivity.
Making a pact with one of the other hostages, they formulated a plan of escape. It was dangerous, and potentially lethal should they be caught, but it was worth a shot. They wasted little time in enacting it, but only Silvio had managed to slip past the security undetected; he was alone upon reaching their rendezvous area. Unable to contact his acquaintance in order to confirm whether they were still alive, his stubborn inability not to see it through to the end caught up with him. As soon as he recuperated from his injuries, he went back to scope the place out, only to find that the facility had moved sooner than normal. Being nomadic was what kept the operation going with little interference, but the security breach increased priority to moving the operation again.
All of this information is presently regarded as speculation, however. Whether the story is a product of experience, trauma, or psychosis is unknown. Even Silvio is slowly acknowledging the fact that it's tipping towards the latter more than the former he previously believed it to be, given that it is the only purpose he can identify for himself, locating the old prisoner base has become focused obsession.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: RPing in Leena's ORP
Current Roleplay(s): A Change of Pace
Past Roleplays: The Future Awaits...
Acquaintances: Riley, Soul
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: || Sei ||
Line Edits/Coloring: Aldrailian
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2011 9:12 pm
..: Baldasarre :.. Stats Full Name: Baldasarre
Nickname(s): Sarre
Name Meaning: "Brave one" in Italian
Birthdate: August 18th
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Unicorn
Height: 5' 11"
Build: About average weight for his height and breed, perhaps more with the amount of exercise he gets
Color: Burlywood
Personality
Likes: Swordplay and fencing, sunny days, constructive criticism, soda, daydreaming
Dislikes: Being confused, repeated failure, being bored, pollen (allergic)
Personality: He isn't very eloquent in the way he presents his observations, and will oftentimes come across as being coldly blunt about it. It isn't because he's careless with another's feelings, it's because he doesn't deem himself as a very bright individual when he has proven time and again that this is a false self-label; he is steadfast in the mindset of, "If I could figure that out, surely you did a long time ago, right?" Regardless, he is a chivalrous individual when he remembers to be toward acquaintances. Studious and dedicated, his skill at the sword can sometimes be overshadowed by his clumsiness. He is a bit of a romantic, wishing to get better at the sword in order to protect those he cares about. He holds honor and truthfulness in high regards, and because of this can come off as being slightly arrogant.
History
As Baldasarre would be quick to point out, his history -- and himself, for that matter -- are both a rather boring concept. The strength of such a statement would be in the eye of the beholder, but for the most part, there was little abnormality residing in the past when compared to many Gaians. He has difficulty relating to many of the other anthros due to the distinct differences in exposure to the darker sides of life.
The unicorn's living arrangement and standards were quite average, if perhaps lowered by unspoken caste system. Sarre had a hard time attaching himself to anything emotionally, wafting through his childhood through direction of what he should do. His temperament did not suffer because of this, earning himself a polite demeanor, but nothing to hold his attention. He couldn't put his heart into that which he was told to do without a driving force for his attention.
While he discovered the art of swordsmanship late in his teens, his passion for it hadn't diminished with the passage of his childhood. With the lack of other such responsibilities of learning how the world worked, his attention could be placed that much more directly on learning how to use it. Swordsmanship may have existed within his bloodline, but none of his immediate family members were privy to the knowledge of how to unlock it, so Sarre has had to learn through trial-and-error after bouts of study on his own time.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: Chance
Acquaintances: Fionnbharr MacCumhaill, Jack Frost
Artwork
- Swordplay by me (2007)
- Sketchy Headshot by Erina_Nobara (2015)
Image Notes
Base Lines: Jan the Verse
Line Edits/Coloring: Asuka Fujimiya
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:02 pm
..: Yubikiri :.. Stats Full Name: Yubikiri Yuigon
Nickname(s): Yu, Double-Yu (he signs his name as "W")
Name Meaning: Yubikiri means "Pinky promise" and Yuigon "Last will and testament; Last request," both of Japanese origin
Birthdate: November 2nd
Type: Seme
Breed: Cat
Height: 6' 1"
Build: Rather strong and heavy, but not in excess; like a tom cat
Color: #331100
Personality
Likes: Toying with people, exercising shadow magic, those that try to push him away, nighttime, forests, randomly ambushing people
Dislikes: Broken promises, night-blooming flowers, mind-targeted spells, when curiosity turns out to be a bad thing, being hated
Personality: Irritatingly mysterious, Yubikiri appears to have multiple personalities or mood-swings, having the capability of wavering between being clingy and possessive to arrogant and self-centered within a matter of moments. He is completely oblivious to shyness. When anxious, Yu has the tendency of rapidly firing questions at an individual to satisfy unquenchable curiosity. To counter over-stimulation caused by an overabundance of excitement, the shadowcat has developed the habit of attacking himself to a minor degree. While he commonly uses shadow magic on unsuspecting folks, he never uses his abilities to injure unless under the pretense of a grudge. Things potent in magic tend to have adverse effects on the stability of his mind.
History
Once there was a man that held such an amount of hatred within his heart, there quickly came a time where he could no longer contain it without doing something to ease such strain. He was not adept in magical capabilities, but such a fact spurred on the progression of obsessive study, driven by rage. It is uncertain what caused such bloodlust, but the lack of proper instruction and limited research skills led to a severe whiplash, causing the man to draw the short end of the stick.
Yubikiri was born that day, summoned into the Gaian realm to serve under the summoner that called the shadowcat, built from a collection of magical energies of the dark sort. It was the man's desire to have the cat do his bidding, to use his shadow magicks on those that he deemed had harmed him much too deeply. At an apprentice level, such a feat was impossible to accomplish unless one was a prodigy. The energy and knowledge required to summon such wrathful creatures was absent from the ritual, causing it to backfire on the man himself. Once consciousness flooded into the shadowcat's mind, the man was already torn apart by the energy he had failed to use correctly.
However, Yu was also not one of malicious intent. While a being of dark magic, his contorted mind hesitated to move past impish pranks. While the sight of blood and gore never worried the cat, being the one to enact such means to an end surely would have. The ritual was only partially successful, and the amateurish summoning job had its own myriad backlashes on Yubikiri as well.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: Darkness Engulfing, Entice the Night, Into the Forest Pt. 1, Into the Forest Pt. 2, Rematch
Acquaintances: Kaoru, Lexian, Murray, Ran
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kiara Lime
Line Edits/Coloring: Kiara Lime (original lines)
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:03 pm
..: Clive :.. Stats Full Name: Clive Winslett
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: Clive is a cosplay off the character of the same name from the Playstation 2 video game, Wild Arms 3; Clive is English in origin, meaning "Cliff"
Birthdate: March 7th
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Wolf
Height: Unknown (not too terribly tall)
Build: Rather strong and healthy, considering he can lug that shotgun anywhere
Color: Green
Personality
Likes: Coming Soon...
Dislikes: Coming Soon...
Personality: Coming Soon...
History
Moog really needs to replay Wild Arms 3... @.x;
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: Closed
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: A short shop RP with Little Fishy, Tough Times Pt. 1, Tough Times Pt. 2
Acquaintances: Ethan, Mamoru
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kiara Lime
Line Edits/Coloring: Kiara Lime (original lines)
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:04 pm
..: 'Enakai :.. [ Full Image ] Stats Full Name: 'Enakai
Nickname(s): Kai
Name Meaning: "Glowing/raging sea" in Hawaiian
Birthdate: December 1st
Type: Uke
Breed: Monkey
Height: 5' 4"
Build: He's a string-bean, and lacks much (physical) strength
Color: Royal Blue
Personality
Likes: Loyalty, obedience, power, sewing (shh!), plumblossoms, chamomile tea
Dislikes: Not being in control, deception, windstorms, fennel, terrycloth
Personality: Manipulative and cunning, 'Enakai's agenda revolves around furthering the extents to which he can enforce his will, for things to gravitate toward his own self-centeredness. While not ruthless, it can be difficult to tell where the line is drawn. Flirtatious to a fault, tides can turn when his more spoiled attitude presents itself. 'Enakai has an explosive temper when agitated, and due to the magical capabilities he possesses, he can overturn a room in no time when in the throes of a tantrum. He may warn that a person would be sorry they made him angry, but he knows full well that it only backfires to harm himself. It is difficult for Kai to be sincere, for he places very little trust in others, nigh fearing it. 'Enakai dreams of having his own hoard of minions ("Overlord 'Enakai has a nice ring to it...").
History
'Enakai hails from a highly priviledged background, where problems oft solved themselves without the need of his presence, if it affected him at all. There was very little the boy had to endure that was classified as a hurdle at all, save for the squabbles usually afflicted with when it came to conversing family; 'Enakai was never much of a people-person, and it showed during such acquaintanceships.
As the eldest, he was the rightful heir of the family. As such, the entitlement he felt came naturally without the mindset that he had to work for what he earned; no, it would merely fall into his lap in time. He was not the vindictive type, so patience, while a bother, was not a problem, and he felt no need to rush things along. While powerful, his laziness left him lacking in responsibility, and he was not very well-liked within his circle. There were more than a few that thought him disgraceful to his family name, skimming through life and not taking his calling seriously. Did he even know what being clan head entailed?
To 'Enakai, the news of disowning came out of left field; he hadn't even been aware it was possible. He felt acutely betrayed, and suddenly, he was on his own, cut off from all he once knew. Instead of blaming himself, he let the rage fester within him, corrupting his ideals. For once, he embraced the power he once had taken for granted, and used it as it was never meant. The destruction he could cause was profound, but it was not enough. It was never enough. He had it all once, and whether or not he was able to gain the title he once held was moot -- he'd amass more than he ever had at his disposal, then they'd regret ever having looked down upon him!
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: None >(
Blood Siblings: I said none! D<
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: None yet!
Acquaintances: None yet!
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: ???
Line Edits/Coloring: Chaotic Pandie
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:06 pm
Full Name: Charaka
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Vagabond, wanderer" in Sanskrit
Birthdate: October 15th
Type: n/a
Breed: Halloween Demon
Height: 5' 8"
Build: Surprisingly strong and hearty for the way he looks, and (for the most part) maintains a healthy weight
Color: Dark Slate Grey
Personality
Likes: Mazes, puzzles, architecture, looking at things from a different perspective, heights
Dislikes: Downpours, soup, wheels
Personality: A calm individual with bouts of surprising adrenaline, for one who lives on the streets, Charaka has the uncanny ability to subsist on nothing but oxygen -- at least, that is what it can feel like, at times. Much like the stereotypical rat, he almost seems to be able to flatten himself out and squeeze into tight spots that don't seem natural. In fact, he loves to find similar places, almost akin to being 'the road less traveled,' the road that seems to run in his veins as the ever-moving traveler and street-kid. Charaka can find amusement in almost any situation, no matter how small the portion, but has the infuriating habit of smiling despite the emotion he is truly feeling. He seems to revel in danger, and is blind in his left eye.
History
Charaka has been a nomad since before he can remember, and has traveled throughout life under the very same, unspecific corridors. If there was a life he once hailed from, he can no longer recall. If there were terrors from his past, they no longer sting. If he had once clung to anyone outside of frivolous acquaintanceship, they have long since been forgotten. From Charaka's earliest memories, he was not bound to any person, place, or idea, and for all he really knows, he could have been given spontaneous life on the spot -- it wouldn't surprise nor faze him. He'll merely carry on with what comes naturally.
The Halloween demon is no stranger to dangerous situations, and at times seems to seek them out. He has gotten himself entangled in a number of them in the past, but has not yet found a situation he was not able to worm his way out of, be it from his slippery nature or the right combinations of words. Puzzles are his forte, and when life is seen like one, cockiness becomes analogous with the feeling of invincibility. While he is not blind to this inevitability, he has learned to stave it off, and has the scars to prove it, close dances with death with those he can scarcely recall the face of. While life may indeed be just like the common video game, he knows there is no reset switch on the console of reality, at least within his own grasp. Why waste gameplay if one is not enjoying themselves with it, though?
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: None yet!
Acquaintances: None yet!
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kotonei
Line Edits/Coloring: Melomar
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:08 pm
..: Casimir :.. [ Full Baby Image | Full Child Image | Full Adult Image ] Stats Full Name: Casimir
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Keeping the peace" in Polish
Birthdate: October 15th
Type: n/a
Breed: Halloween Demon
Height: 4' 2" (stunted)
Build: Small but not angular
Color: Aquamarine
Personality
Likes: Wildflowers, rustling winds, freedom, routine, the quiet, licorice
Dislikes: Surprises, hot weather, explosions/action movies(/Michael Bay), not being able to see someone's eyes, books
Personality: The silent observer, there have been few cases where a person could say that they've heard more than a scant one or two words from the little Halloween demon. It is unclear as far as certainty is concerned whether this silent exterior is due to shyness, distrust, or perhaps some form of a mental block. Casimir keeps to himself most of the time, very guarded and sheepish toward divulging information, no matter what its concern; he seems intent to play as little a part in the actions of the world around him as possible, to sideline himself into becoming a mere spectator. Despite the distance he puts up, Casimir seems to have the uncanny ability to tell when someone is lying or stretching the truth.
History
Emerging as an essence of Halloween, Casimir absorbed traits from those stuck on the spectral side of the plane. Physically existing while he felt otherwise, it was both difficult to adapt to a world he thought he could pass through as well as it was the only way of life. While his life was only beginning, Casimir felt the weight of numerous lifetimes past, none quite his own to have lived. The world before him was nothing more than a glass window, or a television set he could choose to interact with. From a watcher's perspective, when something on the other side of that nonexistent veil chose to interact with him, he was the one feeling spooked, despite having the mindset of a ghost. To touch was taboo, to let yourself be known was just asking for trouble... so how was he to navigate the uncharted land of socialization, when he didn't feel he existed in the normal sense?
The answer to the unanswerable was merely... he didn't. While every so often he might have been looked after by someone, talked to, taken care of, they were instances few and far between. Casimir sought to make this so. Those who received interaction were looked at as wildcards, few and far between, as the average exorcist. Perhaps the boy was just that good at masquerading as one of them? It was easy to hide when the world thought you a mute, or a child...
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: None yet!
Acquaintances: None yet!
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kotonei
Line Edits/Coloring: rimedragona
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:09 pm
..: Minoru :.. [ Full Baby Image | Full Child Image | Full Adult Image ] Stats Full Name: Minoru
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Reality; harvest" in Japanese
Birthdate: October 31st
Type: n/a
Breed: Halloween Demon
Height: 6' 9"
Build: Willowy and flexible, can sometimes be mistaken for rubber
Color: Chocolate
Personality
Likes: Twisting logic, sarcasm, nighttime, birds, unnerving people/awkwardness, the sense of taste, the macabre
Dislikes: Being brushed off (he's quite difficult to irritate)
Personality: Minoru is an individual of many words -- literally. The boy can't seem to shut up. If someone is around, he will pester them relentlessly; if nobody is around, he will take to discussion with himself. Minoru's skills seem to revolve around making bad situations worse with his banter. He is almost perpetually sarcastic, and seems near unable to take things seriously. Despite all pretenses to illustrate himself as the anti-hero, or subjective villain, it is never in a manner to harm. Far too much wrongdoing already comes from the world, it is easier to cope as the one who is always laughing.
History
When cornered, even the most gentle of creatures can turn into a formidable opponent, drawing skill from the untapped well of terror. What happens when one such individual equipped with an uneventful background was suddenly thrust into a world where fear became a constant?
Minoru has little recollection of a time before severe apprehension drove to shatter his psyche, aside from the fact he used to be a much more likable person, and that there was a lot of "bad" that happened. Created from the essences of Halloween itself, Minoru was subjected to the harsher extremes of the "trick" portion of "trick-or-treat," and was thusly molded from the remains of the being left after the torment had subsided. It became too troublesome to hold on what was left of his original self, and once that last shred was released, he felt that much more empowered. It would never happen again, so long as he was able to drive malintent away before it was able to take root -- whether it drove away the good as well was beside the point. He was already broken and could hardly separate reality from imagination, there was not much left of him to harm.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Roleplay Log
Status: RPing in Leena's ORP
Current Roleplay(s): A Change of Pace
Past Roleplays: None yet!
Acquaintances: Buizi
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kotonei
Line Edits/Coloring: Little Fishy
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Posted: Wed Aug 26, 2015 10:10 pm
..: Margin :.. [ Full Baby Image | Full Child Image | Full Adult Image ] Stats Full Name: Margin
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Guide" in Sanskrit
Birthdate: Unknown
Type: n/a
Breed: Halloween Demon
Height: 6' 2"
Build: Average, healthy
Color: Dark Magenta
Personality
Likes: Aimlessness, being helpful or an otherwise positive influence, the wind
Dislikes: Sports and heavy-lifting, loud noises, feeling responsible, attachment
Personality: Mellow and easygoing, Margin can be optimistic to the point of being obnoxious, even among situations that seem bleak at best. His reasoning is a simple one: he just doesn't like to see a person upset, and tends to feel he can help in some manner with turning the tables on a mood. Regardless, Margin likes to help people out in general, even if it is with but a kind word or two. This mindset has the unfortunate capability of making Margin seem like a brown-noser, but in all respects, he doesn't really care about appearances as far as that is concerned. The Halloween demon is almost otherworldly in patience, but is easily startled and will quickly withdraw when frightened.
History
Margin's life has not accumulated enough time to have collected much of a history, but like the changing winds, is ever flowing toward not a goal, but a journey.
While change is necessary and ever-present, Margin has little difficulty in adaptation, but a much more prominent difficulty in change that becomes more permanent. As such, he feels caged when prompted to alter his own ways. He prefers being flexible with arrangements from day-to-day as opposed to lifestyle changes, and will quickly shy away at the hint of such a measure. In the past, this has contributed to a conflict with wanting to help another, when hope lied within the avenue of permanent change. It has harmed Margin before, for the memory may exist even where a grudge does not. As such, the journey is simply continued, so that his own demons aren't tempted to take root instead.
Margin hardly stays in one place for long. Fear of the unknown is a continuous battle against himself, despite his proficiency in battling it for others' benefits. As long as he can help others and escape the snares of attachment, he can remain detached as a source of luck and guidance, and nothing more.
Family
Generation: 1
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: None
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: None
Roleplay Log
Status: Open!
Current Roleplay(s): None
Past Roleplays: None yet!
Acquaintances: None yet!
Artwork
-None yet!
Image Notes
Base Lines: Kotonei
Line Edits/Coloring: Little Fishy
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