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Dark oak washed paws pressed gently against the dusty surface of the observatory's telescope, Castiel would ready himself to call a meeting. Today, he actually had something exciting to announce. Sure, it might elicit controversy from Stormclan's fabled manly warriors, but otherwise his clanmates were quite eccentric, and would take anything they could get.
Castiel had planned an event, and would be making preparations for it very soon.
[b]"STORMCLAN. Gather under the telescope for today's meeting."
the cloaked seraph would then call out into the resounding dome, voice echoing around its sterile confines. If he were to be honest with himself, he figured that it was time to begin rebuilding the old camp, as Candy had regrown the forest with her ecokinesis ability, giving them sufficient resources at least. Calling meetings for the telescope felt rather peculiar to him seeing as Spiderstar had always called them from the highledge.[/fancypost]
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[align=left][b][size=9pt][shadow=black,left]GENERAL INFORMATION[/shadow][/size]
[font=times new roman]‣Demolitionpaw/Demolitionlover | Stormclan | 6 moons | Ages 1 moon every thirty posts | Male | Bisexual
[size=9pt][shadow=black,left]APPEARANCE[/shadow]
Demolitionkit 1
Demolitionkit 2
Also he has cream coloured wings tipped with the colour of his ears
[shadow=black,left]PHYSICAL[/shadow]
[size=9pt][font=georgia]Health: 100%
Accessories: He wears a bright red lighter around his neck
Permanent injuries: None
Major injuries: None
Minor injuries: None
Scars: None
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[font=georgia][shadow=black,left]PERSONALITY[/shadow][size=9pt]
Friendly | Introverted | Sassy | Observant | Quirky | Curious | Impatient | Careful | Determined | Easily overwhelmed | Artsy | Secretly a lil' rebellious[/size]
[size=9pt][shadow=black,left][size=9pt]OTHER[/shadow][/size]
[size=9pt]Hidden demonic mutation(venomous bite, and I plan it to trigger an appearance morph as well (he'll be a black cat with hazel eyes)) | Fascinated by fire [/size][/size]
[size=9pt][shadow=black,left][size=9pt]POWERS[/shadow][/size]
[size=9pt]Pyrokinesis | [un]discovered — [un]mastered
Light manipulation (illusionist) | [un]discovered — [un]mastered[/size]
[size=9pt][shadow=black,left]TAGS[/shadow][/size]
[size=9pt]Speaks in bold #401a13
Thinks in italics
Attacks in #c37474
You can powerplay nonviolent actions[/size]
[align=left][font=georgia]GENERAL INFORMATION
Born in the beginning of time | Stormclan | Warrior | Angel | Pansexual | No love interests | Single | Currently possessed by a leviathan named Malin
APPEARANCE
Domestic Longhair | Dark brown seal sable | Colour of fur | Black paws, muzzle, and tail tip | sky blue eyes | 10 inches at the shoulder | 9 lbs | Wears a small tan trenchcoat with navy blue tie | Resting bit*ch face | Faceclaim = Misha Collins
PERSONALITY
Reserved | Introverted | Troubled | Levelheaded | Pessimistic | Awkward | Strong-willed | Curious | Logical | Handles emotions badly | Naive | Loyal | ISTJ
OTHER
Voice Reference | Often speaks with dignity or weariness | Carries himself like a soldier | No Earthly parents | Walks alone quite frequently | Rarely approaches others first | You can only see his wings if you have the sight or are another angel | He would rather you not mention them if you can see them | His wings are a very dark blue that look black but glint a faint blue in light (raven blue) | Ashamed of his wings black colour as they are a taboo for angels
Tags
Attacks in underlined #6a86c3
Speaks in bold #96a7ce
Thinks in italics
If you want to get a MUCH better idea of this character, click this!
Name: Castiel
Pronunciation: Cas-tee-ell
Name Meaning: Shield of God
Name Origin: Derives from the angel Cassiel
Other Names: Cas, Cassie, tree-topper, Clarence, hot-wings
Gender: None
Titles: Angel of the Lord, warrior
Species: Seraphim
Race: Angel
Birth Date: Shortly after the beginning of time
Dominant Paw: Right
Astrological Sign: Libra
Catchphrase: I don't understand that reference
Handwriting: Immaculate
Appearance
Appears to be 1.5 years old (around twenty)
Eye Color: Dark blue
Domestic longhair
Dark brown seal sable pelt
Black paws
9.5 inches at the shoulder
8.5 lbs
wears a small tan trench coat with a navy blue tie
Resting bish face
Abilities/Powers
Can read
Blood glows very light blue
Invisibility
Summons items
Eyes glow very light blue at times
Teleportation
Super strength
Invulnerability
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Healing
Sedation
Perception of Supernatural things unseen by the naked eye
Dreamwalking
Soulreading
Soul-channeling
Voice mimicry
Time Travel
Memory Manipulation
Revelation
Resurrection
Biokinesis
Pyrokinesis
Electrokinesis
Cryokinesis
(Yes that is very OP seeing as he is an angel, but if you keep reading I give you his weaknesses!)
Health and Image
Posture: Upright with his shoulders set back, and eyes directly forwards when walking. When sitting his shoulders will still be set, but he will often observe his surroundings.
Dexterity: Can be clumsy at times but when in combat is very precise and focused
Reflexes: Inhuman
Eyes glow light blue when preparing grace-fueled attacks
Vulnerabilities: If you paint an angel-banishing sigil with fresh blood and then slap your hand/paw over it, it sends him away from the area temporarily
Angel blades
Angel swords
Death's Scythe
Leviathans
The Colt
Archangels
Handicaps that you can put on him
If surrounded by a lit circle of holy oil, he is trapped.
Special Enochian sigils can keep from entering or exiting an area *sly wink*
Disorders: Insomnia, PTSD, depression
Reason for Health: Has fought many Heavenly crusades
Hygiene: Inhumanely immaculate
Scent: Rain and books
Tattoos: The Enochian symbol of protection is on the inside of his left ear
Voice
Accent / Dialect:
Voice: Speaks in a matter-of-fact tone, but quickly turns awkward when questioned on trivial things
Pitch: Deep- but not super deep
Range: Can go from a deep gravelly voice, to a moderately high voice
Volume: Inside voice
Laughter: Stifled bunny giggle
Psychology
Speaks all languages
Vocabulary: Extensive.
Memory: Dates all the way back to shortly after the beginning of time
Temperament: Patient for those who deserve it
Emotional Stability: Duct-taped
Mental Health: (see above)
Instincts: Defend.
Logical-Mathematical
MBTI Type: ISTJ
Philosophy
Religion: Christianity
Devotion: To his close friends and Clans
Superstitions: God is out there.
Allegiance: To those who do good
Morality: Understands right and wrong in a black and white fashion
Etiquette: Refined, polite, grateful
Attitude: Troubled but kind, pessimistic, thoughtful, logical, reserved, introverted, awkward, naive
Outlook on Life: We are here to help others
Taboos: Speaking out openly against God, being a traitor
Vices: (see above)
Virtues: Acting logically
Character
Priorities: Is often scolded for putting logic over emotion
Self Confidence: Runs off of righteous fury, usually not very confident
Self Control: Fantastic.
Self Esteem: Ripped to shreds, but often overshadowed by his other priorities
Quirks: Not very educated in pop-culture, loves guinea pigs, collects seashells, emotionally naive
Hobbies: Walking alone, reading
Closet Hobbies: Playing with guinea pigs
Guilty Pleasures: Netflix
Habits: Bows head to superiors
Lures: Guinea pigs, books, stories, Netflix
Worries: That his previous garrison will find and execute him
Nervous Tics: People patting him on the shoulder, back, etc, the mention of other angels in his previous garrison
Instigators: Mention of previous heavenly wars
Soothers: Rain, feathers, the smell of fall leaves
Soft Spots: Guinea pigs
Cruel Streaks: Traitors, people killing with their only motive as doing bad
Embarrassments: Being scolded, being confused, being called out
Humor: Dry.
Pet Peeves: Ignorance
Predictability: You can usually expect him to be polite, but emotionally naive
Reliability: Very reliable, takes his word very seriously
Respect: Respects superiors, and those that he knows. Gives strangers a given amount of respect
Responsibility: Very self-disciplined
Trustworthiness: Only ruined by manipulation (mind control)
Common....
Mood: Emotionally exhausted
Words: "Fascinating."
Emotional Status: Internally troubled
Preferences
Likes: Logic, being given things to do, having a plan, the rain, reading, Brittlebark, Fawnpelt
Dislikes: Tyrannical leaders, surprises, ignorance, illogical people
Favorites: Guinea pigs
Least Favorites: Fireworks
Combat
Strengths: Strategizing, combat with blades, debating, his extensive vocabulary
Specialty: Smiting
Abode
A solitary cave alongside the treeline of a vast evergreen forest. A small trickling stream flows about 10 meters away from the cave's entrance. A small wooden bridge is anchored above it. The cave's interior consists of two black victorian-esque lanterns hung at the left and right of the entrance. Keeping the entrance from being open for all to see, a curtain of leaves is hung over it. Just past the mouth of the cave, the space below the left wall holds a bed of feathers, moss, and memory foam snippets sprinkled in. Next to the nest is a small polished sapphire, riddled with scars. Shifting to the wall opposite of this is a 4x4 dark oakwood table. In the very front right corner, just next to the mouth of a cave is a coat hanger, where Castiel keeps his trenchcoat. On the far back wall are two book shelves at either end of it, they reach the ceiling and are made out of dark oak wood and lined with books of different shapes and sizes. Between the bookshelves is a small end table with an incense burner on it, making the room smell faintly of rain. In the middle of the room is a large, faded rug embellished with complicated swoops and swirls.
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Under the rug is a
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Around the walls of the cave are special
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A small isolated cottage far from the main river. It is heavily shaded by trees, and the entrance is covered by a curtain of dark green leaves. The interior holds a small bed, and end table with an incense burner. It is also surrounded by a large devil's trap and coated with an array of protective Enochian sigils.
Citizenship: Attends usually only small events, rarely attends competitions-more of a book club personality type.
Social
Guardians: None
Siblings: All angels
Children: None
Close Relatives: Archangels
Distant Relatives: Other Seraphs
Ancestors: The Darkness
Best Friend: Fawnpelt
Close Friends: Fawnpelt
Confidantes: None
Friends: Fawnpelt, Benedict, Brittlebark, Larkbeat, Holydove
Reputation: "That one quirky nerd boi who talks like a wizard but could actually kill a bish." (Wynter. Wynter why.)
Community: Stormclan
Romance
First Love: None
Love Interests: None
Orientation: Grey-Pansexual
Significant Other: None
[align=left][font=georgia][shadow=black,left]GENERAL[/shadow] [shadow=black,left]INFORMATION[/shadow]
— Rose that burns on Coffin Lovelock
— The TOFS
— 20 moons
— Ages 1 moon every 60 posts
— Male
— Bisexual
[shadow=black,left]RELATIONSHIPS[/shadow]
— Single | No crush | No "maybe" crushes
— No Apprentice
— NPC x NPC | gen 1
[shadow=black,left]APPEARANCE[/shadow]
— White Turkish Angora
[shadow=black,left]PHYSICAL[/shadow]
— Turkish Angora [main] | Health: 100%
— Accessories: Rose atop left ear
— Permanent injuries: None
— Major injuries: None
— Minor injuries: None
— Scars: None
[shadow=black,left]PERSONALITY[/shadow]
— Extroverted |
Sassy | Outgoing | Observant | Quirky | Impatient | Easily overwhelmed | Artsy | Possessive | Procrastinator
[shadow=black,left]OTHER[/shadow]
— Loves to plan social gatherings
— Tends to have panic attacks when left alone for too long
[shadow=black,left]POWERS[/shadow]
— Pyrokinesis | discovered — mastered
— Ecokinesis | discovered — mastered
[shadow=black,left]TAGS[/shadow]
— Physical: Moderate
— Mental: Easy
— Speaks in bold #e53535
— Thinks in italics
— Attacks in underlined #ba3b3b
— can powerplay nonviolent actions
[align=left][font=georgia][shadow=black,left]GENERAL[/shadow] [shadow=black,left]INFORMATION[/shadow]
— Northerndownpour
— No current clan
— 12 moons
— Ages in real time
— FtM transgender
— Pansexual
[shadow=black,left]RELATIONSHIPS[/shadow]
— Single | No crush | No "maybe" crushes
— No Apprentice
— NPC x NPC
[shadow=black,left]APPEARANCE[/shadow]
— Ninetailed starpelted kitsune with faintly glowing pupiless eyes
[shadow=black,left][size=10]BODIES[/size][/shadow]
— Kitsune
— Sooty owl ref #2
— Dire wolf (battle body)
[size=10][shadow=black,left]PHYSICAL[/shadow][/size]
—Kitsune [main] | Health: 100%
— Accessories: Shackle around left paw in all forms
— Permanent injuries: None
— Major injuries: None
— Minor injuries: None
— Scars: None
[size=10][shadow=black,left]PERSONALITY[/shadow][/size]
Extroverted |
Sassy/sarcastic | Introverted | Observant | Quirky | Patient | Easily overwhelmed |Artsy | Procrastinator
[color=#9c9c9c][size=10][shadow=black,left]OTHER[/shadow][/size]
[color=black]— Loves to plan social gatherings
— Tends to have panic attacks when yelled at
— Easily angered when ignored or confronted with outright ignorance
[color=#9c9c9c][size=10][shadow=black,left]POWERS[/shadow][/size]
[color=black]Telekinesis | discovered — mastered
Water manipulation | discovered — mastered
[color=#9c9c9c][size=10][shadow=black,left]TAGS[/shadow][/size]
[color=black]Physical: Moderate
Mental: Easy
Speaks in [color=#c7c7c7]bold #c7c7c7
Thinks in italics
Attacks in [color=#000000]bold underlined #000000
You can powerplay nonviolent actions
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Nicknames: North, Downpour, Kenny (only allows Pebble and Timur to call him that though)
Gender: Male
Titles: Warrior
Forms:
Ninetailed, starpelted, kitsune
Sooty Owl
Also Sooty Owl
Dire Wolf He also has a dangling chain on his front left paw.
Birth date: July 29th
Dominant Paw: Right
Astrological Sign: Leo
Handwriting: Immaculate
Abilities/Powers
Can read
Blood glows [color=#bfbfbf]light grey
Invisibility
Summons items
Teleportation
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Healing
Resurrection
Biokinesis
Cryokinesis
Health and Image
Posture: Upright with his shoulders set back, and eyes directly forwards when walking. When sitting his shoulders will still be set, but he will often observe his surroundings.
Dexterity: High pain tolerance
Handicaps that you can put on him
If surrounded by a lit circle of holy oil, he is trapped.
Special Enochian sigils can keep from entering or exiting an area *sly wink*
Disorders: depression
Hygiene: Immaculate
Scent: Rain and books
Voice
Accent / Dialect:
Voice: Bleak
Pitch: Baritone
Volume: Inside voice
Laughter: Stifled bunny giggle
Psychology
Languages: English
Vocabulary: Extensive.
Temperament: Patient
Emotional Stability: Very stable
Logical-Mathematical
MBTI Type: INTP
Philosophy
Devotion: To his close friends and Clans
Superstitions: Knocks on would so he does not jinx himself, will put up demon warding.
Allegiance: To his friends, and clan.
Etiquette: Attempts to be polite.
Attitude: Troubled but kind, pessimistic, thoughtful, logical, reserved, introverted, awkward, a touch brooding at times.
Outlook on Life: You reap what you sow
Taboos: Being a traitor
Vices: (see above)
Virtues: Acting logically, not being plastic
Character
Self Confidence: Average
Self Control: Fantastic.
Self Esteem: Below average
Quirks: Has a demented sense of humor, slight limp
Hobbies: Walking alone, reading, writing, drawing, acting
Closet Hobbies: Singing
Guilty Pleasures: Potato chips
Habits: Chewing on straws, good manners
Lures: Books, potato chips, tea
Nervous Tics: People patting him on the shoulder, back, etc. People smiling a smidgen too brightly.
Instigators: Mention of previous heavenly wars
Soothers: Rain, the smell of fall leaves, the smell of books.
Soft Spots: Kids
Cruel Streaks: Traitors, bullies
Embarrassments: Being confused, being called out
Humor: Sarcastic, demented
Pet Peeves: Ignorance, trolls
Reliability: Very reliable, takes his word very seriously
Respect: Respects superiors, and those that he knows. Gives strangers a given amount of respect
Responsibility: Very self-disciplined
Trustworthiness: Only ruined by manipulation (mind control)
Likes: Logic, being given things to do, having a plan, the rain, reading,
Dislikes: Tyrannical leaders, surprises, ignorance, illogical people
Favorite
Month: October
Weather: Rainy
Time of Day: Night
Colour: Slate
Word: Petrichor
Combat
Strengths: Strategizing, combat with blades, debating, his extensive vocabulary
Specialty: Drowning people
North has no permaneant home, as he is nomadic, but when he stays in one place, he sets up house in any nearby cave with these things.
The cave's interior will consist of two black victorian-esque lanterns hung at the left and right of the entrance. Keeping the entrance from being open for all to see, a curtain of leaves is hung over it. Just past the mouth of the cave, the space below the left wall holds a bed of feathers, moss, and memory foam snippets sprinkled in. Next to the nest is a small music box, riddled with various scratches on the outside. It holds a pearl ballerina on the inside, spinning in circles. Shifting to the wall opposite of this is a 4x4 dark oakwood table. In the very front right corner, just next to the mouth of a cave is a coat hanger, it holds not coats, but a satchel filled with an array of trinkets from North's travels. On the far back wall are two book shelves at either end of it, they reach the ceiling and are made out of dark oak wood and lined with books of different shapes and sizes. Between the bookshelves is a small end table with a seaglass incense burner on it, making the room smell faintly of rain. In the middle of the room is a large, faded rug embellished with complicated swoops and swirls.
[spoiler=rug]Rug
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Citizenship: Will probably be at every event, rarely attends competitions-more of a book club personality type.
Social
Guardians: Pebble
Siblings: None
Children: None
Close Relatives: none
Distant Relatives: none
Ancestors: none
Best Friends: Pebble, Timur
Close Friends: Pebble, Timur
Confidantes: None
Friends: Pebble, Timur
Reputation: None yet
Community: Everywhere
Romance
First Love: None
Love Interests: None
Orientation: Pansexual
Significant Other: None