AND I SWEAR, WE WERE INFINITE — DOUBLE JOINING

Asami Kazehaya Resurgam · Oct 21st 2016

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[hr] BUT STILL, I WON'T SURRENDER! I'LL SEE OUR WISH COME TRUE

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ASAMI HANAKAWA / 花川朝美

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[align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia] FOR I KNOW I COULD NEVER FORSAKE THE OATH I MADE TO YOU
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[b]"... I want to stay here." Her voice, barely more than a faint rustle in the surrounding undergrowth, was equal parts the pleading and insistence of a stubborn child... and given her age, she admits that such would perhaps serve as an apt description of her current state of mind. The moon, seemingly having drawn closer (perhaps she'd been piqued by her uncharacteristic display of assertion?) to listen and bear silent witness to the beginning of what could easily escalate into another petty sibling quarrel, lends a gilded sheen to her groomed copper-dusted pelt, illuminating the unmistakable absence of indecision that most times one would find etched ever so lightly into the youthful lines of her countenance. "You..." she pauses for a moment, blinking back a frown as she fumbles with her words inside her head, while quietly cursing her eloquence, "I... I think Aya-chan should stay, as well." Selfish. That is what she is — to put forth a demand she knew her younger counterpart was incapable (in all senses of the word) of refusing. And yet, cold as it would sound, she couldn't bring herself to care. (And this, she speculates, might stem from her childhood: she'd possessed all the powers ever known to her kind back then, and yet... for reasons she still could not fathom, there wasn't a single instant she could recall in which she had actually gotten what she had wanted.)
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&& um, i'm just going to cut it off there, because if i let myself go any further i'll probably ramble for another five pages. -_- also, please refrain from posting and / or tracking until kohaku posts!! thank you~

information — updated 10/20

IMPORTANT FACTS :
✶ Enjoys the company of others, though she usually keeps quiet.
✶ Absent-minded but kind; displays little interest in putting in effort to maintain most relationships.
✶ Does not actively search for a romantic partner; will only consider becoming romantically involved with those she's close with and / or feels a strong connection to.

PHYSICAL :
✶ Fawn-hued sable with a white chest, white-capped paws, and eyes of a pale coral hue.
✶ body type: Petite and graceful.
✶ [i]garments: A thin white cloak of silk.
✶ accessories: Wears a ribbon of dusky-rose on her left ear.

ABILITIES & POWERS :
✶ Levitation
— Accomplished through the use of the [i]gravity manipulation and elemental manipulation [air] or ghostmode powers.
✶ Aerokinesis & Electrokinesis
— Accomplished through the use of the elemental manipulation [air & electricity] and telekinesis powers. Her aerokinesis powers are far stronger than her electrokinesis powers; she really only uses electrokinesis to tamper with technology.
✶ Shapeshifting
— Accomplished through the shapeshifting power. If provoked, she will revert back to her original form: a ghostly phoenix with shimmering, coral-hued down and feathers [this is known as her primeval form].
✶ additional powers: The Sight, Telepathy, Conjuration, Teleportation, Ability to Absorb Spirits, Multiple Possessions, more powers may be discovered and added later on.

PERSONALITY :
✶ Kind, easygoing, not very judgmental, amicable, tolerant, quiet, self-aware, relaxed, methodical.
✶ Absent-minded, not very assertive in any particular situation, rather blunt at times, fickle, capricious, will attack anyone that offends her to the slightest degree when in her primeval form.

INTERACTION :
✶ Will involve herself in conflicts on occasion.
✶ Proficient in wielding any short, double-edged blade.
✶ Attack in #C6A2A9.

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Amaya Mikami Resurgam · Oct 21st 2016

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[hr] BUT STILL, I WON'T SURRENDER! I'LL MAKE OUR WISH COME TRUE

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AMAYA HANAKAWA / 花川雨夜

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[align=center][font=century gothic][b][font=georgia] FOR YOU AND I KNOW I COULD NEVER FORSAKE WHAT I HAVE WITH YOU
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&& rip this is so crappy and short but i can't type anymore because i'm falling asleep on my keyboard jfc + people can post now!

information — updated 10/20

IMPORTANT FACTS :
✶ Is comfortable with being in the presence of five other individuals at most; should the number of creatures go over that, she'll most likely leave or opt out of the conversation / distance herself a little bit.
✶ If she likes someone / wants to make someone miserable, she's more than willing to go the extra mile to please or crush the subject of her focus.
✶ Does not actively search for a romantic partner; will only consider becoming romantically involved with those she's close with and / or feels a strong connection to.

PHYSICAL :
✶ Pale grey feline with a white chest, white-capped paws, and eyes of a stunning arctic-blue hue.
✶ body type: Lithe and graceful.
✶ [i]garments: A thin white cloak of silk.
✶ accessories: Wears a ribbon of pale blue on her right ear.

ABILITIES & POWERS :
✶ Levitation
— Accomplished through the use of the [i]gravity manipulation and elemental manipulation [air] or ghostmode powers.
✶ Hydrokinesis
— Accomplished through the use of the elemental manipulation [water] and telekinesis powers.
✶ Shapeshifting
— Accomplished through the shapeshifting power. If provoked, she will revert back to her original form: a spectral swan with luminescent silver down and feathers [this is known to be her primeval form].
✶ additional powers: The Sight, Telepathy, Conjuration, Teleportation, Super Senses, Time Manipulation, Multiple Possessions, more powers may be discovered and added later on.

PERSONALITY :
✶ Truthful, tenacious, innovative, self-aware, decisive, easygoing, observant, modest, practical.
✶ Not very considerate, ridiculously stubborn, changeable, puts her own agenda before anything else, somewhat unreliable, will attack anyone that offends her to the slightest degree when in her primeval form.

INTERACTION :
✶ Has a somewhat short temper, but will only involve herself in fights if the situation becomes dire.
✶ Prefers to fight with long knives and / or blades.
✶ Attack in #CBD8DF.

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Alistaire · Oct 21st 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; font-size: 7.6pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px]ecstasy is in the eye of the beholder. Blood was smeared all over the kitsune's face. Eden didn't care in any way possible. Killing under the moon on a day like this was profound happiness. What they didn't account for was running into two strangers. The pair looked quite alike, possibly siblings? It seemed so. Probably not the best of times to be covered in blood, but no matter. Normally when one, or two in this case stood near the clan territory, it meant potential joiners. ShadowClan had an auto acceptance policy, meaning anyone was allowed in, as long as they didn't commit crimes against the clan. However, the siblings in front of them didn't look like they came from ShadowClan. Nor did they bear ShadowClan's scent. "Joining?" Eden asked the siblings, which he assumed were siblings. Hopefully they didn't question the blood.
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MOBILE TAGS & UPDATED: 10/14

MISC. INFO:
★ Voice Reference | Stabs things often | Biography (WIP)
★ Puppeteer reincarnate | Compares things to Death
★ Carries the surnames: Alexsandrov, Reaver, Dakarai, Resurgam,
★ Items: Strings, Dolls, Visor, knife, and scissors.

RECENT EVENTS:
★ Will be recorded here

APPEARANCE:
★ KITSUNE [MAIN] | HEALTH: 100% | REFERENCE
— A rusty orange, almost appearing dark red kitsune. Longer than usual tails. Average sized. Three long jagged scars across their face, running past their nose, but ends at their muzzle. Torn ears. Mismatched eyes. Left eye is hazel, while their right eye is light blue.
— MAJOR INJURIES: Three jagged scars across face
— MINOR INJURIES: Torn ears
— HUMAN AU APPEARANCE: #1 / #2

PERSONALITY:
★ Morbid, Manipulative, Reckless, Liar, Suicidal
★ Intelligent, Patient, Compassionate, Gentle, "Sane"
— Eden honestly doesn't care about anybody, but themselves. That was the way they ware raised. Making sure to anything, even kill in order to survive. In doing so, Eden quickly became deranged. Using others to do their bidding, however waiting for the right opportunity to do so. Whatever slips out of their mouth is almost always a lie. Although, when they finally learn to trust someone, they will open up to them. Revealing their true gentle nature, hidden behind their morbid outlook. For now Eden has fun stabbing things, alive or dead to pass time. The scent of blood always following them.
— NOTE: ALWAYS IN CHARACTER OPINIONS!

INTERACTION:
★ All Powers | Extreme mentally | Extreme physically
★ Attack in bold powderblue or risk getting overlooked
★ Feel free to powerplay any non-violent actions

KELSEYLACE · Oct 21st 2016

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Yes, she wasn't a joiner, but she sure as hell wouldn't question the fact that it looked like Eden had rolled around in a puddle of blood. She hadn't seen him much since she met him - and lord knows how well that situation went - but she could already tell that sort of thing was normal for him. Whatever. She was in no position to judge. As she'd just arrived, Kelseylace hadn't heard their names. But whether or not they'd even said them, she was unsure. [b]"Yep. If you want to join, we'll just need your names, and you're in," the adviser said.

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