in our town of halloween | HALLOWEEN EVENT

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    Hemlock had been planning this for quite a while. It seemed that everything was lined up; a stage sat at three front of the hall, with carved pumpkins set around various Halloween decorations. Black lights hung from the ceiling, making everything look eerily dark.


    Along the sides there were several Halloween activities. Drinks that looked like blood or potions, foods that looked like all sorts of creepy things, games that centered around Halloween and a box of extra costumes to name a few.


    Hemlock, being in the spirit, was dressed as a ghost. Not paint or anything - literally a sheet with eye holes cut out. Interesting.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px #9e7cb9;]♡ HOLLOWEARTH[/fancypost]
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    [spoiler=♡ updated 10/12/16][size=7pt]GENERAL INFORMATION
    ♡ Hollowearth (nn. Holly)
    ♡ 12 moons - ages real-time (every 12th)
    ♡ cisgender female - heterosexual heteroromantic
    ♡ NPC x NPC - generation 1 - created on 10/12/16


    CLAN INFORMATION
    ♡ HawkClan member


    APPEARANCE INFORMATION
    ♡ cinnamon calico with green eyes
    — is overweight for a feral cat as a result of having claimed a specific piece of fishing territory as her own when she was the age of an apprentice
    — she carries a small beaded purse with her that contains a magic wand, a chain bag of dice, and a fishing net used for catching salmon


    POWER INFORMATION
    ♡ aura sensing ★★★★★
    ♡ manipulate emotions ★★★★☆


    PERSONALITY INFORMATION
    ♡ sociable - generally friendly - craves affection
    ♡ judgmental - empathetic - political guru
    ♡ conspiracy theorist - sweet - romantic
    ♡ artistic - temperamental - controlling


    PERSONALITY (CONT.)
    ♡ ENFP - lawful neutral - slytherpuff - amity
    ♡ "Christian" but doesn't actively practice
    ♡ center-to-right on a political scale - fiscally and governmentally conservative - socially liberal


    RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION
    ♡ single - no crushes - no "maybe" crushes
    [color=#9e7cb9]♡     no apprentices

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: verdana;]( I'll see if I can get this stickied for you, Footy! Meanwhile, tracking ^^ )

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    [/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; margin-top: -40px; letter-spacing: 1px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 410px; font-family: arial; line-height:100%; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;]Halloween was a wonderful holiday - one of Allyson's favorites, actually. The servaline enjoyed all the holidays, but there was something about Halloween that was a lot more exciting than the others, and there was much to do during this time of year. "Yes, this is very nice," Ally commented, and although she couldn't physically see the setup, she was sure it looked wonderful. It sure did the way she pictured it. Ah, how beautiful the mind was - who needed to be able to see when she can just imagine everything to look perfect, right?
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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-family: Nyala; font-size: 13px;]⭐- - "Ah, did I need to dress up? Actually, being a ghost could probably count as a costume... right?" Whirl said as he came up. Indeed most things would just pass through him and he couldn't exactly pick up things, but he could still watch everyone else have fun. That was some sort of fun in itself right?
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; text-align: center; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 5px #9e7cb9;]♡ HOLLOWEARTH[/fancypost]
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    [spoiler=♡ updated 10/12/16][size=7pt]GENERAL INFORMATION
    ♡ Hollowearth (nn. Holly)
    ♡ 12 moons - ages real-time (every 12th)
    ♡ cisgender female - heterosexual heteroromantic
    ♡ NPC x NPC - generation 1 - created on 10/12/16


    CLAN INFORMATION
    ♡ DarkClan Officer; BoneClan Member


    APPEARANCE INFORMATION
    ♡ cinnamon calico with green eyes
    — is overweight for a feral cat as a result of having claimed a specific piece of fishing territory as her own when she was the age of an apprentice
    — she carries a small beaded purse with her that contains a magic wand, a chain bag of dice, and a fishing net used for catching salmon


    POWER INFORMATION
    ♡ aura sensing ★★★★★
    ♡ manipulate emotions ★★★★☆


    PERSONALITY INFORMATION
    ♡ sociable - generally friendly - craves affection
    ♡ judgmental - empathetic - political guru
    ♡ conspiracy theorist - sweet - romantic
    ♡ artistic - temperamental - controlling


    PERSONALITY (CONT.)
    ♡ ENFP - lawful neutral - slytherpuff - amity
    ♡ "Christian" but doesn't actively practice
    ♡ center-to-right on a political scale - fiscally and governmentally conservative - socially liberal


    RELATIONSHIP INFORMATION
    ♡ single - no crushes - no "maybe" crushes
    [color=#9e7cb9]♡     no apprentices

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    info | updated 9/7

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    info — updated 9/30


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    halloween. he wasn't really into parties and the like, more used to doing work and training than he was socializing. he had never been around many of his peers and most people regardless of age assumed he was a woman which automatically put him off of communication and relationships. he wasn't really a people person no matter where he was but he... supposed it wasn't a bad idea to show up and see what was up. he stood awkwardly, a cough interrupting his silence and his ragged black fur as groomed as it got, a few patches missing and the usual short haired mess inspiring his raggity, street punk appearance.
    "s'nice."


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    Quite the opposite of his twin, the other dark tom approached and stood beside Righthook with a look of wonder and amusement to his yellow eyes. He wasn't so much against socializing as he was simply very anxious about it. He was never known for his ability to use words well and he slipped and stuttered over his own tongue constantly; but he tried. It was the most you could say for the husky fellow is that he genuinely did his best even if his best wasn't worth much in the end.
    "G-good job, Hemlock. I think it looks really good!" Duskheart's words seemed off putting, fake, but he was as sincere as they came and his piling on of praise was meant with nothing but kindness.
    His gaze wandered off to the food and he felt a longing cause his tongue to flick out to his maw, it was getting to be about lunch tom so he gave Righthook an affectionate head nudge before wandering over to Hollowearth to ply himself with sweets.
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    INFO & LINKS - UPDATED 10/16


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