AARON BURR, SIR }} o, halloween costume

Pastelevening A. · Oct 24th 2016

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The cub had found a witch hat that was covered in mud and hanging from a tree of the third biome. She picked it up and found a stream to wash it off in, while taking in the sights of the colourful territory Pastelcub simply couldn't get enough of. After washing it off, she realized that the had was a dark grey with a pink strap. She was overjoyed and knew that it just had to be her costume!
The fluffy tiger ran back to the nursery and slipped on her hat. It was perfect! A little big for her head, but Pastelcub thought that it was perfection.

A plastic back with a scribbled pumpkin on it was clentched tightly in her jaw with her newly found witch had placed on her head. Her pink ribbon blew in the wind as she stood proudly in the near center of the Colouredclan camp. "This is my halloween costume!" Pastelcub purred with glee, her voice muffled slightly by the bag she had in her mouth. "And I'm going to get candy with it, too." She exclaimed.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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~Greymatter~ · Oct 24th 2016

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[sub]☾ "Nice hat," Her aunt commented, giving her a playful wink.

Greymatter herself was wearing a witch's hat of her own. It was a velvet-black color with a long drooping end. A dark green trim went around the middle of it. Her trick-or-treating bag happened to be a black caldron she found lying about.

"Would you like for me to take you out trick-or-treating?" Greymatter asks.

She doesn't feel comfortable to let her niece go out on her own and she's sure Whitegold feels the same way.

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Benvolio · Oct 24th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4]"Oh, you both match," Benvolio sounds fairly pleased by that — or, if not pleased, then curious at the very least. Blue eyes jump from witch hat to witch hat, and the boy, dressed as a sparkling crimson devil, makes his way over, a small smile adorning his lips. Ever since making his costume, he's refused to take it off, figuring that keeping it on is good for maintaining the Halloween spirit — and truth be told, he's rather fond of the red, even if the Exiles incident is slowly making him resent the vibrant hue.

The small serval halts near Greymatter, rocking on his paws. "It suits you," this is directed at Pastelcub, and he perks his ears at the mention of trick-or-treating. "Oh, could I come? I've already been, but I liked exploring the clans. I'm— Benvolio, by the way."
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[hr][size=10px]GENERAL INFORMATION: [biography]
♚ Benvolio Montague | Nicknames TBA
♚ Demigraysexual Homoflexible | ♂
♚ Born June 15th | Real-Timed
♚ Four Months | Child of ColouredClan

RELATIONSHIPS: [heart chart] [info]
♚ Single | No Crushes | No "Maybe" Crushes
♚ ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅛ ______ [extra info here]
♚ Son of Permafrost [NPC Mother] | No Mentor
♚ Friendly and reserved; loyal to friends. Kind.

APPEARANCE: [reference]
♚ WINGED SERVAL [birth/main] | health: 95%
— brown-grey fur, darker rosettes, smaller than average.
— bright, clear-blue eyes. pair of brown-grey feathery wings.
— injuries: currently none.

PERSONALITY: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [part one] [part two]
♚ Inspired by [Modern] Benvolio Montague [high / 70-80%]
— articulate, benevolent, brave, charismatic, clear-headed.
— compassionate, dedicated, diplomatic, honest, loyal, sensitive.
— steadfast, thoughtful, trustworthy, understanding, moralistic.
— placid, playful, quiet, reserved, exasperated, sarcastic, teasing.

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[size=10px]♚ Perhaps his name should give some indicator for his personality — it's a name that means care, peace, good will, and first and foremost, he is benevolent. Selfless, at times, compassionate and sensitive, one for the people — he cares, and he cares deeply, showing it in small gestures that build up over time, proof of silent affection. He's loyal, sticking to people even in times of trouble, sacrificial in the sense that he'll stand up and take the burden himself if he can, but that doesn't mean he's a doormat. He's honest, strong, able to tell the truth even if it damns another — and yes, he's capable of lying, and he will somewhat alter if the situation calls for it, often softening the cruelty of reality with clever words, but he's not deceptive. Even in times of stress, when he could be considered at fault, he will place the blame on the heads of those that deserve it — even himself.

♚ Brave in his own way, Benvolio isn't an easy person to crush. Peaceful and placid, he doesn't actively seeks fights, but when someone lunges for him, he does his best to defend himself. He's the sort who prefers diplomacy, and he possesses a strong set of morals, but he's well-aware that not everyone's like that — he recommends peace if he can, but is no stranger to his suggestions being ignored. Even so, despite his quiet, almost reserved demeanour at times, Benvolio is not a bore; he's an articulate, charismatic, dedicated creature with a playful side that often emerges in easy teasing and clever wit. Though he's just as happy to sit and grin at other people's jokes, he's not incapable of making them himself, and will happily join in. He's not the sort to just sit back and toe the line, though he can certainly seem that way — no, there's mischief in his blood, it's just far tamer than what it could be, and he has control over himself. He still feels deeply and refuses to let drama get past without him dipping in and observing the situation. If he can diffuse it, great; if it's harmless, then he sees nothing wrong with keeping track.

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INTERACTION & CONFRONTATION: [general plot thread] [cc plot thread]
♚ Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.
♚ Unlimited contact allowed from the following:
— Permafrost, his siblings, most ColouredClanners. [add more with time]
♚ Untrained | Peaceful | Doesn't Like Fighting
♚ Attack in bold #5a8979 or bold underlined.

Pastelevening A. · Oct 25th 2016

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"Yeah, you can come too!" The cub mewed, a little curious about what his costume was. "Anyone can come with us!" Pastelcub then glanced around to see if anyone else wanted to come with them.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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HEROICKIT · Oct 25th 2016

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"What is a 'hello-een'? And a trick or treating?" the young child inquired as he trotted over, head held high as he boldly inspected the tigress' rather bizarre outfit. It was an odd choice to him although he did not openly judge it and instead opted to ask about what halloween and a trick-or-treating was. The foreign words were both intriguing and off putting to him as he had no clue about what they were. His father had yet to tell him about such things but he suspected that they had something to do with the odd decorations that his clanmates had decided to set up around the camp. It was something that he had not yet heard about and the 'nearly five' month old was eager to know as much as he could about everything. Therefore, he was quick to ask about the thing that the female had spoken about and would eventually get to inquiring about the peculiar outfit that Pas had picked out for herself.

realitycheck · Oct 25th 2016

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Lullabysong, ever creative, had taken a bedsheet, and scissors, and fashioned a classic little bed sheet ghost costume. Through telekenisis, the costume was able to float around her so it appeared as if she was wearing it. The literal ghost floated forward slightly, peering through the holes she'd cut as she looked at her daughter and granddaughter. "I'll tag along too," she'd throw in with a little smile, though it'd be hard to make out due to the sheet.
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~Greymatter~ · Oct 25th 2016

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[sub]☾ She smiles at the two's excitement. She almost wishes she had been a kit during Halloween. Though Easter had been one of her few happy memories.

Of course you can come along, Benvolio," She purrs.

Then Heroickit arrived, wondering what all the fuss was about.

"Halloween is a time everyone dresses up in costumes and goes door-to-door asking for candy. If someone doesn't give them candy, they have to play a trick on that person." She explains to the kit, "You're welcomed to come along with us."

She smiles at her mother's costume, it was simple but fitting.

"We're glad to have you as well! Others can join us along the way if they'd like." She annouces.
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[u]The Rift
[u]PhantomClan
[u]The Elite
[u]Sunfall Village

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Pastelevening A. · Oct 25th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★ [size=3pt]--[/size] Pastelcub nodded as her aunt explained what trick or treat and Halloween meant. It had took her a while to get what those words meant, and Greymatter cleared up a few things even she didn't understand about the silly holiday. "Yeah! You should come with us, Hero." The cub meowed.

Then as a cloth that seemed to just float made it's way over, Pastelcub blinked but didn't say anything about it. Colouredclan was weird, she didn't want to question it anymore. "Are you coming with us, cloth?" She then asked. A little ironic.

Pastelcub hopped into the lead and took off in the direction of whatever clan. She would find one eventually. "Come on, guys!" The bright eyed tiger picked up her pace, hoping the group would follow behind her and come trick or treating with her.[size=1pt]spacehere[/size][hr]

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Chess Belle · Oct 25th 2016

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チェス・ベル[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center][fancypost bgcolor=#000; border: none; width: 450px; box-shadow: 0px 0px 12px -1px rgb(0, 0, 0); min-height: 130px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -1px; text-align: justify; color:#c9cddf; font-size: 10.4px; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%;][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 3px solid #9da8d7; height: 100px; width: 80px; margin-top:5px; background: url(http://i.imgur.com/DYStkK6.png); background-position: center; background-size: cover; float: left; margin-right: 9px; margin-bottom: 3.2px;][/fancypost]Chess didn't understand the entire hype that was centered around Halloween, but all the younger members seemed to be enjoying the occasion. Given her childish nature, Chess might have also appreciated it if she hadn't been a vampire. But regardless of her species, she still applauded Pastelcub in a lighthearted fashion, eyeing her attire. The costumes were rather gothic. Chess was tempted to change her own outfit for the event, even if she didn't intend to contribute to the tradition of gathering candy. She herself reckoned that Pastelcub looked rather adorable in the hat, especially since it obviously wasn't quite her size. "Mignon! You look like a little witch! It's just...too cute!" the vampiress would attempt to wrap the cub up in a hug before she dashed off altogether, overwhelmed by her exterior for a moment before she'd release her and try to control herself. She wished that such members would never grow up. She almost missed youth when they became apprentices and starting getting on her nerves slightly. Everyone except her continued moving forward, while she seemed to be stuck in eternal youth.

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