WHISPERING | open, thinking

tanya. · Nov 3rd 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Anngerine had a weird name, well, the mixture of Angeline and Tangerine couldn't not be weird. Why had a her mom even named her that? Actually, all of her family had fruit-themed names. Rasbel, Ruebelle, Nana. It was annoying really, so many cruel nicknames. Kinda. She forced people to call her Anne now so it wasn't that big of deal as it had been when she was a kid. Mm. It wasn't like she could change her name though. Anngerine Preserves, it was a nice name actually, weird but nice. "Ugh, Anngerine..."

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daybreak xerses · Nov 3rd 2016

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day had been on a walk, just stretching her limbs and getting used to windclan territory once more. after all, it really had been awhile since she had been inside the border and able to roam freely through her home. however her walk was interrupted when she stumbled upon another windclanner, one she had never seen or spoken to before that as muttering something about someone or something named annherine.

twitching her tail a bit the wide-eyed femme would then nervously approach the other, her pawsteps hesitant and quite small as she shuffled towards the female. "hello there, i'm daybreak. i... i don't believe we have... we've met yet." there was a short pause, "wait, who... or what is annherine?" the hybrid then added with a little shrug and flick of her ear.
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APPLE · Nov 3rd 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]frisk is generally pleased with their name, seeing as they picked it out themself. they have no qualms when they use it, either, not even a twinge of doubt or uncertainty when it rolls off their tongue. sensing the beginning of a crowd, they also approach, settling down beside daybreak and fixing annegerine with a stare, "ah, that's her n - name." frisk hums to the former deputy, answering her before deciding to address anne's crestfallen demeanor, "something wr - wrong?"
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information | 10/29

[size=8]"sometimes the past can"
&& loaded last saving point [10/1]
&& rejoined windclan [10/29]

"make the ground beneath you feel like quicksand"
&& frisk | nonbinary [they/them]
&& single | asexual | not looking
&& npc x npc | adopted by imperiousdevotions
&& sees artpop, sans and sango as parents
&& no mentor | formerly trained by sans
&& physically a child | 12/5/15 | sagittarius
&& former vanguard [HP] of shadowclan
&& former poltergeist [HP] of phantomclan
&& former initiate [sHP] of remnant/white fang
&& windclan

"you don't have to worry"
&& schizophrenic, 'forgets' to take medicine
&& resets are uncontrollable and unpredictable
&& doesn't remember the underground
&& can talk, just prefers not to
&& low-key addicted to cigarette smoke
&& used to be a human child
&& raised in fostercare
&& suffers from aquaphobia
&& knows sign language [currently useless atm]
&& the sight subconsciously blocks bad memories

"reach for my hand"
&& PERYTON [current/main] | health: 78%
— an elegant, lithe fawn with a neutral face, yet the start of antlers are beginning to branch from their skull. brown coat and feathers with white speckles and markings. dark eyes varying from brown to black. bits of shrubbery cling to pelt and are the equivalent of scabs, wounds from the last body that have transferred over to this one. natural floral aroma, reeks of buttercups.
— major injuries: scar from former body, covered by shrubbery and flowerbuds - starts at neck and trails down to collarbone.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

[i]"yeah, i know you're gonna be okay"
&& ISFP personality | the heart
— determined, quiet, gentle, patient, traumatized, aesthetic, slightly anxious, a tad naïve
— idealistic, helpful, loyal, modest, adaptable, conflicted, spontaneous, curious, absent minded
— sassy, impressionable, kinkshamer, slightly moody, honest, sensitive
— prone to bottling up emotions

"you're gonna be okay"
&& attack in #F7E0B1
&& physically medium | mentally medium
&& knows little self defense
&& expresses interest in medicine
&& dislikes captures/tortures
&& will show mercy
&& never aims to kill
&& mental attacks result in trigger warnings
&& might run if challenged
&& may flinch if someone raises a paw at them
&& never intentionally starts fights | may argue
&& no capture/torture/maim
&& violent and nonviolent actions permitted

"and even though you're scared"
&& flowerprints [discovered, mastered]
&& conjuration [discovered, unmastered]
&& the sight ['undiscovered', unmastered]
&& shapeshifting [undiscovered, unmastered]
&& elemental pelt [discovered, unmastered]
&& time travel [discovered, semimastered]
&& soul bond [open, undiscovered, unmastered]

"you're stronger than you know"
&& thread hub (x)
&& biography (x)
&& diary (x)
&& heartchart (x)

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GREYJOY ! · Nov 3rd 2016

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Having an existential crisis?" the apprentice inquired, mostly joking. He wondered why the girl was saying her own name, but it probably wasn't any of his business. He didn't walk around saying 'Greypaw' though. Maybe he should start. It was a great name.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; border-bottom: 4px solid #161616; margin-top: -10px;][/fancypost]
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TRENCHWARFARE · Nov 3rd 2016

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