synchronicity [open, lost]

PERSEUS; · Sep 27th 2016

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Okay so this was getting a little bit out of hand. He'd thought that he could find his way back home with directions from RiverClan, but that had very obviously not worked out in his favor. Instead of finding a warm, colorful ocean-side village, things had just gotten increasingly colder. That was great, wasn't it? He hadn't really experienced the cold yet, much less snow. While Perseus has yet to reach BlizzardClan's great staircase, the islands are hard to miss. Despite how cold it is under his feet and around his small body, he's not yet shivering. Maybe it's the awe in him, eyes bright despite everything that's happening right now. Despite the fact that he feels lonely and maybe a tiny bit scared, and he's cold and tired and hasn't eaten since RiverClan — how did he get this lost? This wouldn't have happened if he'd just... Stayed put. He'd certainly listen better next time.

The clouded leopard fluffs his fur, the darker rosettes the only sign of his otherwise silvery pelt against the snow of their old territory. "Hello?" He tries to make his voice as loud as he can, though he's far away from BlizzardClan's actual territory. Maybe someone is down this far, just for a little bit? "I'm lost, I just — I need help." Perc is too proud to admit that, most days, but now's not the day to let that get in the way of his own survival.
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info | updated 09/18/2016

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PHYSICALITY: [color=white][reference]
★ CLOUDED LEOPARD [birth/main] | health: 100% | breakable
— tiny. honestly the tiniest. rather easily damaged because of this.
— pale silver and white with darker rosettes and stormy blue eyes.
— two silver studs in his right ear, healed; no other accessories.
— will always be a little on the small side, but athletic and scrappy.
— current injuries: none

STATISTICS: [color=white][stats] [color=white][skills] [color=white][perks]
· [i]S: 3 P: 7 E: 5 C: 7 I: 6 A: 8 L: 4
· tagged skills: speech, [untrained], [untrained]

unsorted perks | descriptions in links

PERSONALITY: [color=white][1] [color=white][2] [color=white][3] [color=white][4] [color=black][5] [color=black][6] [color=black][later]
· Maybe inspired by Dick Grayson [Robin]? Nobody knows, really.
· agreeable, amiable, compassionate, curious, earnest, forgiving.
· boyish, cute, emotional, impressionable, proud, soft, unambitious.
· aimless, argumentative, childish, confused, delicate, excitable.

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RELATIONSHIPS: [color=black][1] [color=black][2] [color=black][heartchart]
· Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
· ½ Mars [Marauder; brotp-ish] ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅛
· NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | No Current Mentor
· Trust comes easily; listens to Marauder first

INTERACTION:
· Untrained | Decent Condition | Overall Easy
· Avoids Fights | Will Fight Anyway | Merciful
· Attack in [color=white]bold white, [color=black]bold black or plain bold
· Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

helix ; · Sep 27th 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify]Helix's experiences with being lost were a bit odd. The first time he got lost, he was attacked and got his claws cruelly ripped out of his paws, one by one, leaving him without his natural defense. The second time he got lost, however, he had met who was now his boyfriend. Two similar happenings, with very different endings. Maybe he could help this guy on his way home, so nothing bad would happen to him. "Where are you from? Maybe I can help you find your way back, but don't trust me entirely. I'm bad at finding some clans," he explained. The last thing he wanted was this random guy to trust Helix's words fully and then go off in a random direction that led him nowhere near where he was from.

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PERSEUS; · Sep 27th 2016

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So far, Perseus had had far better experiences while wandering. He wandered into ShadowClan and met people he liked, wandered into Riverclan and met... Well, someone kind of weird, but that was okay. And this stranger seemed alright too. But something the RiverClanner had said made him nervous, after she told him that she had trusted the wrong people and got hurt because of it. Was Helix the wrong sort of person? He seems okay, but everyone seems okay to an innocent child. After a moment, he relaxes enough to answer, though as soon as his mouth opens he finds himself fighting a yawn. "I, uhm —" Where did he want to go? There was ShadowClan, or SunClan. Maybe he could ask Helix to just tell him where home was, but nobody knew that. Not even Perseus himself. "I don't know. Do you know where SunClan is?" This seems like it's pretty far from the coast, and if the tabby couldn't help... What then?
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info | updated 09/18/2016

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PHYSICALITY: [color=white][reference]
★ CLOUDED LEOPARD [birth/main] | health: 100% | breakable
— tiny. honestly the tiniest. rather easily damaged because of this.
— pale silver and white with darker rosettes and stormy blue eyes.
— two silver studs in his right ear, healed; no other accessories.
— will always be a little on the small side, but athletic and scrappy.
— current injuries: none

STATISTICS: [color=white][stats] [color=white][skills] [color=white][perks]
· [i]S: 3 P: 7 E: 5 C: 7 I: 6 A: 8 L: 4
· tagged skills: speech, [untrained], [untrained]

unsorted perks | descriptions in links

PERSONALITY: [color=white][1] [color=white][2] [color=white][3] [color=white][4] [color=black][5] [color=black][6] [color=black][later]
· Maybe inspired by Dick Grayson [Robin]? Nobody knows, really.
· agreeable, amiable, compassionate, curious, earnest, forgiving.
· boyish, cute, emotional, impressionable, proud, soft, unambitious.
· aimless, argumentative, childish, confused, delicate, excitable.

extended details; spoiler for length

RELATIONSHIPS: [color=black][1] [color=black][2] [color=black][heartchart]
· Single | No Crush | No "Maybe" Crushes
· ½ Mars [Marauder; brotp-ish] ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅛
· NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | No Current Mentor
· Trust comes easily; listens to Marauder first

INTERACTION:
· Untrained | Decent Condition | Overall Easy
· Avoids Fights | Will Fight Anyway | Merciful
· Attack in [color=white]bold white, [color=black]bold black or plain bold
· Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

IXSU'CHEL · Sep 27th 2016

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"Sunclan? I know where it is and if you want I can escort you home." Another job was something to do and she needed to say busy. It was better for her and even against rest if she kept going then she didn't need to fear Ambrosia or worry about her own mental and emotional state. The avian canine slowly walked toward the scene with a small but tired smile pulling at her blackened maw. Her more dark purple gaze flicked over toward Helix for a short moment before she returned her gaze to Perseus before she pulled her long tail feathers against her flank. Taking in a soft breath she slowly sat down and forced her weariness to the back of her mind. She could do this. "I'm Belladonna by the way. A combatant of Blizzardclan."

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tama xerses · Sep 27th 2016

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]Tama would arrive shortly after Belladonna, though it seemed as if the problem was being resolved with relative ease. The servaline would draw to a halt by her sibling, sporting a light smile towards the other individual, though there remained the slight knitting of her fictional brows, as concern tugged remotely at her chest. She found the idea of 'being lost' somewhat familiar.. She had been, in a sense, a little too young to remember it all - or at least, she should have been. Though, she could still recall arriving by Blizzardclan's border, lost, with a lack of memories to rely on. The initial idea of being 'lost' had been foreign to her - she hadn't completely understood it at the time - and yet, the idea of being alone, was an idea that she had found herself with an instinctive fear of.

Anyhow, it seemed as if the problem was gradually being solved, fortunately. She knew Sunclan to be an ally, which meant that helping the other return home would be relatively easy. That, and she was sure that none of them would really mind helping the other out, either. They seemed a little.. nervous? Perhaps not that - possibly, a little reluctant, instead. Though, if anything, they were at least being fairly polite in regards for asking for help. "Mhm, Sunclan's an ally, so most Blizzardclanners should be able to help you out!" Tama would chirp. He already had two volunteers, so she supposed that it would be strange for her to also offer her efforts, though she'd be happy to help where she could do so.

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Storm@ · Sep 27th 2016

He could help, but his limp would slow the trip considerably, and he doubted he could even get to Sunclan with such a bad paw. However, that didn't mean he wouldn't come over to try and help out. So he limped over, careful not to touch the ground with his injured paw, and came to a stop next to Tama, offering the visitor a faint smile. Sunclan was familiar territory for most Blizzardclanners, so even Helix would probably be able to help out.