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 Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:00 pm
[ R u l e s ]
1. Don't post here.
2. If you'd like roleplay/plot/etc. with any of my pets, feel free to PM me a request or ask in the main thread.
3. The information in my journal isn't set in stone, but it isn't exactly written in the sand, either. If you want to plot, but need a bit of something changed (Ex: You want to throw a male at one of my male heterosexual pets, or want to give one of my pets a sibling when the history states that s/he was the only offspring in the litter to survive.), you're free to inquire over PMs.
4. Don't take my format (unless you are Sassy-bear). (I'm not saying you can't use "personality, history, etc." in your journal. Just don't blatantly copy and paste my posts and re-type the information to fit your pet(s).)
5. More rules may be added if necessary.
[ P e t . C o u n t ]
Foxes: 20
»» Males: 10
»» Females: 10
Tigers: 6
»» Males: 4
»» Females: 2
Lions: 2
»» Males: 2
»» Females: 0
Dragons: 0
»» Males: 0
»» Females: 0
[ T a b l e . o f . C o n t e n t s ]
01. Lucius
02. Arrow
03. Rosemary
04. Polka
05. Oracle
06. Pandy
07. Iridium
08. Adonis
09. Xenos
10. Jump
11. Jet
12. Infinity
13. Bero
14. Belphegor
15. Robin
16. Taiga
17. Iantha
18. Dart
19. Ajax
20. Zephyra
21. Tide
22. Fiammetta
23. Tsamsiyu
24. Alisia
25. Flerp (Crack)
26. Herpderp (Crack)
27. Nightshade
28. Maggie
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:10 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Lucius
Origin | Meaning: Latin | Bringer of Light
Nickname(s): Lucy, Lucas
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Two Years
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: He is smaller and thinner than the average fox.
Voice: Aggressive to others, but soft and gentle when he's talking to his brother.
Home: Wherever Lucifer is.
Stages: ★ Fox | ★ Carousel
Obtained: Self Custom obtained after hiring, on 2/10/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: Damien x N/A
Sibling(s): ★ Lucifer
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Lucius is a violent, unsocial fox. Because of past events, he has grown wary of others beside himself and his brother, and would much prefer that everyone leaves the two of them alone. He feels he failed in his job to protect his younger brother when they were kits, and hopes to make up for it as an adult. If anyone approaches, he ignores them, but as soon as any form of negative comment is directed at his brother, he becomes an enraged being. Despite his size, he's quite powerful, and doesn't mind killing another so long as his brother remains safe.
Likes: Lucifer.
Dislikes: Everyone else, especially his father, Damien.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Lucius and Lucifer's past wasn't desirable, or something others would be jealous of. The twins were born to a very abusive family, or, to put it more specifically, an abusive father. Their mother had died shortly after giving birth to them, but not before naming them. Their father was convinced that the twins were a bad omen, a curse, if you will, for they'd killed their mother. He couldn't bring himself to end their lives with his own paws, for they were too similar in appearance to their mother, and so he forced the two to stay with him, lest they “bring the same harm to the world as they did their mother,” and often beat the two when they were kits. Lucifer, the younger of the twins, often received the brunt of these punishments. Many scars accumulated on his back after each beating, and before long, you couldn't even tell that his back was supposed to be black. It was so scattered with the pinkness of scars, both old and new, that the fur just refused to grow back.
They'd suffered through years of beatings and abuse when eventually their father fell ill of an unnamed disease. They took this opportunity to flee their home and get as far away from their father as they could. But memories, like scars, don't fade away that easily. At first, they had been fun-loving and adventurous, always eager to play and socialize, but after escaping, neither of them could return to those days again. Lucifer became very submissive, and frightened to tears easily. A day hardly went by when he didn't shiver uncontrollably in his sleep, plummeting back into nightmares of their past. To adapt to this, his brother, Lucius, changed as well. He became very possessive – unnaturally so – and protective of his younger brother. If anyone so much as made a snide remark at Lucifer, Lucius wouldn't hesitate to beat the crap out of them. Not a single minute would go by when the two weren't together – they were always together. Always. After all, they only had each other.
The scars they both bore on their backs were a painful reminder of their past, so a year or so after escaping they both agreed to wear carousels on their backs, to ease the pain, if only by a little. But they say that you can never escape your past, and memories are forever. Even though they'd hidden the scars of their past as best they could, the foxes they are today will always serve as a reminder of what had happened.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
(Note: At the moment, Lucius will never be in a roleplay without his brother, Lucifier. So if you're interested in roleplaying with him, make sure Lucifer's in it, too.)
[PRP] Lost
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:20 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Arrow
Origin | Meaning: English | Arrow
Nickname(s): 'Row
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Ten Months
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: Smaller than the average fox.
Voice: Shy and timid.
Home: Likes to wander.
Stages: ★ Fox | ★ Adult
Obtained: Flatsale from xxSaspra's Mini Event on 2/13/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Mate: ★ Stigmata
Offspring: ★ Dart, ★ Lenerd, and ★ Requiem.
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Arrow is a bashful, soft-spoken fox, who only just recently escaped the confines of the carousel. He prefers to explore the world he lives in rather than playing pranks like the majority of his species. He finds no greater than joy than learning new things, and revels in his newfound life.
Likes: Stiggy, his kits, and making new friends.
Dislikes: Anything that threatens the peace around his family.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Arrow's past isn't anything special. He, like the others before him, escaped the carousel he had been a part of and has been living as a strange-colored fox ever since.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Personality Pick Up
[PRP] Insanity is Merely My Version of Sanity
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:30 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Rosemary
Origin | Meaning: Latin | Dew of the Sea
Nickname(s): Rose, Mary
Gender: Female
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: One Year
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: She has a graceful and dexterous build.
Voice: Strong, but feminine.
Home: Wherever adventure can be found.
Stages: ★ Fox
Obtained: Semi Custom won from xxSaspra on 2/14/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: ★ Walnut
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Rosemary is a bold, daring fox always in search of adventure. She enjoys playing pranks and can get cocky at times, but is easy to get along with, although she remains wary about getting too close to another.
Likes: Playing a successful prank.
Dislikes: Seriously hurting another.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Rosemary started off as a piece of a carousel, trapped within the confines of the merry-go-round. Eventually, however, she managed to gain enough magic to free herself, and when she had done so, she was exuberant. Another fox, who had been in the same carousel and had escaped at the same time as her joined in her enthusiasm, and the two became quick friends.
They were close, and as was natural of their kind, enjoyed playing tricks on the unfortunate creatures they deemed as their targers. But one night, a prank had gone wrong, and her friend was swept away in a dark, merciless river. She believed the fox to be dead, and the agony she felt was enough to leave her afraid of getting close to another, lest it happen again.
But she never lost the friendly disposition or the love of pranks her friend so enjoyed, and continues to entertain herself by fooling another to this day.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] A little help, please?
[PRP] Unexpected Discoveries
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:40 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Polka
Origin | Meaning: N/A | N/A
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: N/A
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: N/A
Orientation: Heterosexual
Build: She's about the size of a typical fox. Her tail is just a little longer than your average fox, but that's it.
Voice: Strong, but still feminine, and not too deep or high.
Home: She likes to be in the wild. Where in the wild is irrelevant.
Stages: ★ Adult
Obtained: Self Custom with xxSaspra on 2/18/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Polka is a fun-loving fox. She's also pretty silly as well. She's hardly ever serious, but she can become serious if the situation desperately calls for it, but other than that it's all fun and games. All fun and game until someone gets hurt. She's rather outspoken and isn't afraid to voice her opinions. She's not the best at maintaining a consistent conversation as she likes to jump from subject to subject.
Likes: Socks, games, the sun, jokes, friends, and being with others.
Dislikes: People who underestimate the power of socks, boredom, loneliness, and serious people.
[ H i s t o r y ]
N/A
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Apples to Apples
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:50 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Oracle
Origin | Meaning: Derived from the Latin verb ōrāre, to speak. | An oracle is a person or agency considered to be a source of wise counsel or prophetic opinion. It may also be a revealed prediction or precognition of the future, from deities, that is spoken through another object or life-form. – Wikipedia
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Two Years
Orientation: Heterosexual
Build: He holds a build larger than that of normal foxes, but his tail is thin and short.
Voice: He has a honey-smooth voice that would be able to woo many a female, if it weren't always tinged with a generous amount of superiority and smugness.
Home: He prefers to wander, rather than settle down.
Stages: ★ Carousel (★ Without Blindfold)
Obtained: Self Custom on 2/20/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: ★ Starpelt
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Oracle is an arrogant fox who often holds himself high and considers others below his status, although shows respect to a few, the majority of which are other gods or goddesses such as himself. And rightfully so, for he has extra magic stored within, giving him powers to predict many things. Of course, the future is a fickle thing, and although none of his visions had been certain, many of them were accurate enough to give him his pompous attitude.
Likes: Receiving respect, the attention of females, and predicting precise futures.
Dislikes: Dispresct and those who demean him.
[ H i s t o r y ]
A simple life, but one that was so dreary that it made death even more desirable than existence and freedom more desirable than death – that was the earliest memory Oracle could remember. The daily spin of the carousel, the same thing flashing before his motionless eyes and ears and paws, and the same damn everything, day after day after day. It was torture at best, and he had been enraged to see so many others such as himself escape when he was still stuck – to the point where he finally managed to force himself free with a burst of magic.
At first, he had thought that he like all the other foxes, save for his strange eye, but it wasn’t long until visions plagued him. He assumed them to be random images of his imagination, perhaps a side affect of his violent escape. But as time passed, it because apparent they were visions of things to come. He felt awed at this immense and sublime power, and it wasn’t long until he taught himself the limitations of this new discovery. Soon, he had control of it (or at least as much control as he could have), and with it came a sense of greater being. His rude, overconfident nature quickly presented itself afterwards, and he knew himself for what he truly was: a god.
[ P o w e r s ]
Oracle's domain is Prediction. In short, it means he has the ability to see the future. But the future is never set in stone, as a small, simple action can bring about drastic changes, and so none of his visions are absolute. However, this doesn’t mean his powers are weak or worthless. Even if the change he foresees lack solid certainty, they are helpful in their own ways, although how he chooses to use his powers is a separate matter entirely.
(Gambling is something he does often, usually to those unaware of his abilities or those who wish to challenge it. Mocking those who seek his help is also a hobby of his (“Well… you’ll blink sometime soon.” is something he frequently says to any who ask him to glimpse into the future), as he sees no need to prove himself or his powers to those he considers lesser than him.)
The majority of his magic is in his right eye, which is an invert of his left, through which he sees his visions. For him, seeing a vision is like turning your eyes in opposite directions, so that you’re looking at two completely different things at once. It was something he eventually got used to, but not without some difficulty. He keeps his right eye covered often as a result, so it doesn’t startle him as much should an unexpected vision appear.
As for how it works, there are two main methods: conscious and subconscious. Subconscious is the most common method of predicting. Most of the time, they come as short, precise flashes, of things that are to come in the near-future, regardless of whether Oracle wants them or not. For instance, he could be walking through a forest, and out of nowhere, a vision will come, showing him what will happen or who will appear in the next few minutes. Sometimes, they show farther off into the future, the majority of which are accurate, but these are rare instances.
Conscious predicting is harder to achieve, at is requires a large amount of concentration. It allows him to see distant futures, although the certainty grows less the farther he sees. It helps him focus his attention when he can see his right eye, which is why he’s often seen near a still, reflective surface of water when he attempts this, with the cloth cloaking his eye wrapped securely around his paw (but this is not required). He is at his most powerful, yet most vulnerable when he uses this power. It is when he can see the myriad of possibilities of what will happen in the days, months, and years to come, and what will bring about a specific future. But it also when his physical body is left defenseless and exposed, as the concentration required to use such power makes him oblivious to the outside world. Luckily, he has yet to be severely harmed during such moments, but it could be because he rarely uses this power.
If his thoughts are focused on one thing, his visions follow suit. For example, if he's deep in thought about food, then his visions will be more likely to show him things related to food, instead of giving him flashes of random things.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
(Note: Remember, Oracle is the God of Prediction. He rarely gives serious predictions to others besides himself, but if he does, you’re free to say it was a lie or it didn’t come about if you choose.)
[PRP] Deity
[PRP] All powerful? Indeed.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 1:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Pandy
Origin | Meaning: N/A | N/A
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Female
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: N/A
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: Pandy is just a little chubbier than most foxes, but she claims that it's just muscle.
Voice: She has a rather bored and droning voice.
Home: Anywhere she can have undisturbed sleep.
Stages: ★ Fox (Panda?!)
Obtained: Co-owned with xxSaspra on 3/3/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Pandy is just kinda-really lazy. It's hard to motivate her to do much, much less move. However, when she really sets her mind on something she can spare a little energy to complete the task or whatever... Maybe...
Likes: Sleeping, bamboo, sleeping, pandas, pandas, and pandas.
Dislikes: Being bothered.
[ H i s t o r y ]
N/A
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
N/A
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 7:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Iridium
Origin | Meaning: From the Latin word iridis (rainbow). | Iridium (pronounced i-RID-ee-əm) is the chemical element with atomic number 77, and is represented by the symbol Ir. A very hard, brittle, silvery-white transition metal of the platinum family, iridium is the second densest element (after osmium) and is the most corrosion-resistant metal, even at temperatures as high as 2000 °C. – Wikipedia
Nickname(s): Iri
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Four Years
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: Lithe and muscular, but not overly so.
Voice: Deep, but soft and calming.
Home: He enjoys traveling too much to settle for the moment.
Stages: ★ Adult
Obtained: Semi Custom trade with Naked Satan on 2/23/10. (Received 2/25/10.)
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: Deceased.
Sibling(s): Deceased.
Interest: ★ Viola
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Iridium is a resilient but gentle, almost chivalrous, tiger. He is always willing to lend a paw or offer encouraging words and a smile to another in need, and can be naïve at times, to the point where he believes there are few creatures who would do evil in the world. He remains oblivious to the attentions his handsome frame and many-colored pelt receives, assuming them to be curious glances towards his eyes and nose, which had caused him much teasing when he was a cub.
Likes: Helping others, making new acquaintances, and being with his friends.
Dislikes: Those who harm for their own enjoyment.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Iridium, unlike most creatures of the Carousel, did not originate from the merry-go-rounds and had never suffered from the monotonous life that had plagued many a creature to the point where they had been desperate enough to escape their imprisonment by means of hidden magic. Instead, he had been the result of a pair madly in love.
There were four others besides himself, and they often mocked him for his feminine features. Instead of growing isolated and depressed, however, he grew to take them in stride, oftentimes turning the taunts into jokes simply for the sake of hearing his siblings laugh, and as time passed, his brothers and sisters soon grew to accept him. After all, it was no one’s fault he had been born that way, and his pelt more than made up for it.
But it was not to last. A harsh winter took out his entire family with cold, disease, and starvation. He had been elsewhere during the season, in much warmer conditions, for his love of travel had been budding at the time. As a result, he remained the sole survivor. It grieved him, but as time passed, he moved on, and continues to travel.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Charming Interests
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2010 11:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Adonis
Origin | Meaning: Phoenician | Lord
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Seven Months
Orientation: No preference at the moment.
Build: He has a small build and gaunt features, as he can rarely find food for himself.
Voice: Quiet and submissive, oftentimes with a tinge of fear.
Home: N/A
Stages: ★ Fox
Obtained: Semi Custom trade with xxSaspra on 2/23/10. (Received 2/26/10.)
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x (Unofficial) ★ Alisia
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Adonis is, to put it simply, an innocent little fox. His actions resemble that of a young kit’s, and he uses basic words extensively. He would be full of smiles and goodwill, too, were he not so afraid of everyone.
Likes: Any that show even the smallest ounce of kindness to him.
Dislikes: Things that confuse or hurt him.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Adonis had been an accident. His mother was a flirtatious fox who enjoyed spending her nights with males, and never with the same one twice. His conception was unexpected and unwelcome, but his mother couldn’t bring herself to end the life she brought into the world. Instead, she chose to stay with him, but only until he had been weaned, and after that, she left him to his own devices. Because of this, he grew up with a simple mind, for there was none to teach him. He was ridiculed often by his peers for his supposed lack of intelligence, which left him a timid fox with a fear of living creatures.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
N/A
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Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 6:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Xenos
Origin | Meaning: Greek | A guest, a stranger.
Nickname(s): Xeno
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: One and a Half Years
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: He has a solid, but nimble build.
Voice: Low and lulling, and always calm.
Home: "There is no home for me...."
Stages: ★ Carousel
Obtained: Surprise Flaffle-styled Flatsale hosted by [~Radioactive+Banana~] on 3/2/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Xenos is a quiet, subtle fox. He's often hard to notice because of the way he holds himself, and is the type who can blend into the background in the blink of an eye. But this isn't because he's timid or dull – it’s because it is done purposefully, for he has little desire receive the attention of others. He is an abnormal fox, one who feels he does not belong in the world he lives in. He holds a strange sense of justice, too, and is more often seen defending the “evil” side of an argument.
Likes: Being alone.
Dislikes: Attention.
[ H i s t o r y ]
"It was not supposed to be. I was not supposed to be."
Xenos’ escape from the carousel that had been his former life was, as far as he knows, an accident. At first, he had spent days and days on end doing nothing except to try to go back to what he had been, but every of his attempts failed, and he was soon forced to leave with the claws of hunger on his belly and the curiosity in his mind. He never felt completely at home with his new surroundings, and continues to try to find ways to return to his former life, for he feels that if he had meant to be a living, breathing creature, he would have been born that way (however, he holds no grudge against those who take delight with their new bodies).
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Life and Death
[- PRP -] A Day Without Sunshine
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Posted: Sat Mar 27, 2010 11:00 am
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Jump
Origin | Meaning: N/A | N/A
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Five Years
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: Average build and weight.
Voice: A quiet, toneless voice.
Home: None. Currently wandering in search of one.
Stages: ★ Carousel
Obtained: Semi Custom trade with Demite on 3/18/10. (Received 3/27/10.)
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: He doesn't have much of a personality, unless something along the lines of "emotionless robot" counts.
Likes: N/A
Dislikes: Being away from his master and anything that involves having to do things for himself, as even the concept itself is strange to him.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Jump was a playful, curious little fellow soon after he left the carousel he had been a part of. He always sought the wonders of life, and traveled often. Unfortunately, soon after he gained his freedom, he had stumbled across the path of greedy man, who lured the unsuspecting tiger into his home, and eventually gained his trust through candy. That’s right. Jump had carelessly chosen to trust the man who had given him such delectable sweets, but who could blame him? At the time, he had only known of the beauties of the world. Harshness and ill intent were things foreign to his young self. But they were things he would learn soon enough.
Sold to a circus for his natural understanding of human speech, fine pelt, and the bright carousel items he wore on his back, he was soon subject to the pain of the whip, the confines of a cage, and the tedious routine of waiting for customers. He learned of the cruelty the world could hold and the price of disobedience, and what little will he held was soon broken.
“Jump” was soon accepted to be his name, for it was one of the most common things told to him. Colorful items were forced on him, in an attempt to lure more customers. The lively nature he held before was replaced not with hate for the world, or mistrust, but acceptance, which was possibly the worst of all. He did not argue when poked and prodded, he showed no resistance when asked to do demeaning tasks, and every unfair, unjustified thing done to him was taken in stride, with no opposition.
He was so used to doing only what others – or, more specifically, his owner – told him, that he lost any form of personal desire. Which was why, when his owner fell into debt and had stupidly defied the authorities by releasing the animals into the forest, he had no idea what to do when left to his own devices.
At first, he had done nothing but sit and wait patiently for an order, for surely one was to come. But after a few days, he was tired, hungry, and cold. Even if his instincts had been dulled during the time he had been enslaved, his natural attraction to life still held, and for the first time in his life since he had received his name, he had done something he had never done before: do something for himself.
He took an unsteady step forward, expecting punishment to come, but received none. The step was soon followed by another, and another, and soon he was running, looking for the owner he had lost. He had been trapped in the circus too long to remember how to take care of himself, and all he could think of was the man who held the whip, the harsh voice, the dangerous hand – the same man who fed him and ensured his survival. But his search was futile, for the man had long gone.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
(Note: Jump has taken on Nefertari as his master and, because of the way he is now, he will never leave her side unless ordered. Because of this, if you'd like roleplay with him, please make sure Nefertari is involved, as well.)
[PRP] Jump and Nefertari
[PRP] The Fox and Her Slave (Neffy&Jump feat. Nakhti)
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 10:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Jet
Origin | Meaning: English | Black Gemstone
Nickname(s): N/A
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Two Years
Orientation: Bisexual
Build: Long and lean, but otherwise has an average build.
Voice: Young and jubilant, almost pup-like at times.
Home: Wherever his family is.
Stages: ★ Adult
Obtained: Self Custom on 3/28/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): ★ Momo
Interest: Muffin
Offspring: Duke Juffin Tem, JUFFINATOR, Lady Juffin Met
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Jet is a silly fellow who often makes a clown of himself in hopes of entertaining others. He has a reputation for being light in the head but, really, it’s all just an act… really. It’s hard to get him to stop acting like a child, but when the family he loves is threatened, he will get serious and defend them with everything he has.
Likes: Winning, his family, nighttime, and bird song.
Dislikes: Anything that harms his family, feeling hungry, heat, and being reprimanded.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Jet was born to a pair of foxes who were so weak they could only keep a single kit from their first litter alive: himself. They had hoped to raise their son to be stronger than they but they were, perhaps, too successful, for Jet grew cocky as he grew, and left the care of his parents when he was only a kit. He hit hard times afterwards, and only through luck and leeching (which was easy to do with his small, innocent appearance) did he manage to survive.
One day, he came upon a kind fox who offered to take him in. Jet agreed, deciding that, like he had done with other families, he would stay for a while until he was full, and then he would take his leave. But the family the fox introduced him too had grown close to him and he had grown close to them, as well. In the end, he chose to stay and has grown kinder since.
A while afterwards, another fox found him. Her name was Momo and, as it turned out, she was his sister, although from a different litter. She, too, had left their parents, although it was to search for the older brother she had heard about, rather than to prove herself to the world. She chose to stay with Jet although, at the moment, she is not attached to his adopted family as he is.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
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Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 5:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Infinity
Origin | Meaning: Latin | Unboundedness
Nickname(s): Infi(n)
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Four Years
Orientation: N/A
Build: Average build and weight.
Voice: N/A
Home: "Wherever Zero isn't. >8C"
Stages: ★ Adult
Obtained: Self Custom on 4/17/10.
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): ★ Zero
Interest: ★ Emilia
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Infinity is a socially awkward tiger who, despite his attempts, seems unable to make good first impressions. Having spent too long around those he disliked (and, of course, trying to stay away from them) in the past, he find himself both desperate for acquaintances, if not friends, and opposed towards company in general in his new life. This oftentimes leaves him a confused mess when he meets with another, and the fact that he’s easily embarrassed doesn't help. In short, he’s more likely to come off as a rude, aggressive male to those he’s never met than the friendly, easy-going tiger his brother has become.
Likes: Zero.
Dislikes: Zero.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Infinity and his older twin brother, Zero, were born to a prestigious pair of tigers, who, although kind, were prone to favoritism. And who did they favor? Why, none other than their first-born, Zero. The male had always been the object of their affections, and he grew to be a kind, outgoing male as a result. He was popular around his peers, as much as his parents were, and both his looks and light naïveté proved to be as attractive as his personality.
Infinity, on the other hand, grew jealous and sullen. Although he was able to put up a cheerful front when around his family and their friends, his envy and his anger grew until, tired of forcing himself to smile towards those he had come to hate, he left, intent on never seeing them again.
What he didn’t count on, however, was Zero, who had chosen to follow him, concerned for his younger brother’s safety in the wild, away from the pampered lives they had with their parents.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Sibling Disputes
[PRP] Well... this is awkward.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 2:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Bero
Origin | Meaning: Basque | Hot
Nickname(s): Ber, 'Ro
Gender: Male
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Five Years
Orientation: Heterosexual
Build: N/A
Voice: N/A
Home: In a forest (ironically).
Stages: ★ Carousel
Obtained: Semi Custom trade with Cyren of the Sea on 4/24/10. (Received 4/25/10.)
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: N/A
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Bero was created many decades ago, and had only recently emerged from his carousel. As a result, he’s very… old-fashioned. He believes every female should be meek and gentle and that it is a male’s duty to protect and care for them. He is a serious, gentlemanly, no-nonsense sort of tiger most of the time, but capable of being friendly, and even playful, towards those he's comfortable with. However, he has met only a few others since his release, and feels awkward when forced to socialize.
Likes: N/A
Dislikes: N/A
[ H i s t o r y ]
N/A
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
[PRP] Opposites
[- PRP -] A Day Without Sunshine
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Posted: Fri May 14, 2010 10:00 pm
[ B a s i c s ]
Name: Belphegor
Origin | Meaning: Assyrian | Sloth / Laziness
Nickname(s): Bel
Gender: Female
[ D e t a i l s ]
Age: Four Years
Orientation: Homosexual
Build: She has a slender build, and although she's smaller than average foxes due to lack of nutrition as a kit, her thick fur hides it.
Voice: A lazy drawl.
Home: Wherever Leviathan is.
Stages: ★ Adult
Obtained: Bribe from Satan on 2/25/10. (Received 5/14/10.)
[ F a m i l y ]
Parents: N/A x N/A
Sibling(s): N/A
Interest: ★ Leviathan
[ C h a r a c t e r ]
Personality: Belphegor is, true to her name, a lazy fox. Her favorite thing to do is sleep, sleep, and sleep. Oh, and hang out with Leviathan, of course. Most of her time is spent trying to convince Levi to nap with her, because if Levi isn’t sleeping, she’s moving, and if she’s moving, then Bel will need to move to catch up to her, which is a general no-no in her book. (It's true she could simply ignore the green female and just go to sleep, but she has a deep, subconscious fear that Levi may one day abandon her as her parents once did if she doesn't keep an eye on her.) Unfortunately, most, if not all, of her attempts are doomed to fail.
But her slothful nature does have its perks. She can, for instance, fall asleep at a moment’s notice, anytime and anywhere. Her strong dislike of wasting energy has also, surprisingly, made her an efficient fox, one who can calculate the quickest, most effective way to reach a certain goal in a short amount of time, and this skill had aided her greatly as a mercenary.
Oh? Why, yes. Yes, she and Levi are a pair of mercenaries, up for hire and ready to work if you can pay the price.
Likes: Levi, sleeping, and her sisters (where are they?).
Dislikes: Being abandoned, males, moving, and wasting time.
[ H i s t o r y ]
Belphegor, along with Leviathan, Lucifer, Satan, Mammon, Beelzebub, and Asmodeus make up a small group of all-female mercenaries. Each of them resembles one of the Seven Deadly Sins that their name corresponds with. Belphegor being Sloth, Leviathan; Envy, Lucifer; Pride, Satan; Wrath, Mammon; Greed, Beelzebub; Gluttony, and Asmodeus; Lust. Not only do their names make those of the Seven Deadly Sins, but also the dominant color of their pelt, and even their personalities. Each of the Seven also has red eyes, but despite their daunting similarities, these girls are not siblings. Not by blood at least.
Belphegor, better known as Bel, and the rest of their group started out as orphans abandoned on the streets. Their parents had dismissed them as devils and had shunned them from birth, even going as far as to name them after the demons of the Seven Deadly Sins. Life on the streets was no better. They were outcasts everywhere they went; some made fun of them for their names, others their lowly rank as orphans, and some because of their piercing red eyes. Life was never easy, and they harbored a hatred deep down in the recesses of their hearts. Soon, fate brought them together. When the youngest of the girls turned three they met each other. Relieved and excited to find others they could relate to, they formed a band.
At first it was nothing bad, completely innocent more like. They would hang out with each other and do everything together. They even slept together [ interpret this as you will. /punt’d ] as their bond strengthened with time. One fateful day though, their little group had been discovered by a gang of males. Males with anything but good intentions. They had plans, and the girls knew. One of them lashed out in anger, tearing her claws into the leader’s throat, and before even a second passed the remaining six joined in. Within minutes they’d slaughtered the entire gang of males, and there wasn’t an ounce of guilt in their systems. Soon after that, they became a group of mercenaries. Completely lethal in battle and stealthy as shadow, they’d earned a horrible reputation. The girls, however, didn’t mind the negative attention and continued on as mercenaries. It was a way for each of them to finally let out all the vented anger from their days as orphans. But after a few months passed, the anger was all but gone, and the girls scattered. Some of them went solo, and some of them went in pairs of two, but no more than that. They were still friends, "sisters" if you will, and they were still mercenaries [ although they took on jobs more for the pay, and less for the relish as time passed ], but they had decided to broaden their horizons from their isolated world. With promises to meet again, and reunite someday, they’d parted ways.
[ R o l e p l a y s ]
(Note: Belphegor and Leviathan (owned by xxSaspra; will link to journal as soon as one is made) are partners and, as such, are rarely found without the other close by. If you'd like roleplay with Belphegor, I would like to request that Leviathan is involved, but it is not necessary.)
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