an old shit && joiner

[fancypost bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]finally, someone who stopped at the border. luca was quick to respond to the call, padding over with a small amount of urgency. he was out on a hunting patrol, but he hadn't caught anything yet and he didn't want to leave a joiner waiting. they already had plenty of food anyway. "hi there. i'm luca, welcome to the elite." the feline greeted, blinking at the wolf's metal leg. he'd never had a prosthetic before, but it looked pretty uncomfortable. the guy's breathing didn't seem to be in top shape either. he looked up and smiled faintly, eyes lidded as he waited for reagan to acknowledge his presence.
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[spoiler=info (11/09)]
GENERAL:
▪ luca belrose arcanium | “lu” | m
▪ demiromantic | pansexual | male preference
▪ 12 months, permanently 16 human years in mind, 400+ years spiritually
▪ royal guard of the elite (hp) | cloudwatcher of skyclan (hp)

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ single | small crush on pretty much everyone
▪ crush on suga | in denial
▪ ½ nothing
▪ npc x npc | gen 1
▪ 'belongs' to sugaredpoison
▪ sees kiipcha as a daughter
▪ protective over sugarpup and lancelot

IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ ptsd, delusional disorder
▪ serial killer/rapist, marks his murders with a heart shaped brand
▪ incubus, deadly sin of lust, former human
▪ child of the abyss
▪ obsesses over angels
▪ 'demon form' sealed away by the black circle around his left paw

PHYSICAL:
★ domestic feline [main] | health: 90%
— feminine and petite. bright pink eyes, paw pads, and claws. he has soft brown fur with darker brown markings around his paws, ear tips and eyes. he has a short fluffy tail and two smaller than average vampire fangs.
— major injuries: small cuts and bruises all over his body, mostly on his legs and above his nose.
— minor injuries: none.

★ f timber wolf | health: 99%
– standard timber wolf colours with dull, grey blue eyes. he has less control over his powers in this form, and has a tendency to catch on fire without noticing.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

★ m 'demon' form | health: 99%
— a huge, black dragon the size of a blue whale. an oily black substance constantly drips from his mouth and fire rages beneath his scales. venomous lionfish quills cover his tail and back. he has very little control in this form and has fully succumbed to the abyss. will destroy anything in his path.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
— obsessive and clingy
— violent urges, hears the calling of the abyss at all times
— sadomasochistic to a destructive extent
— he's submissive around anyone that he deems worthy. if he's beaten in a fair fight he'll do anything the winner says
— acts childish for his age as a coping mechanism for past traumas
— personality often changes depending on who's around him

POWERS:
(he has all powers, but only uses a few of them)
★ fire manipulation | discovered — mastered
— his main power, activates automatically when under extreme stress. the fire inside his body raises his body temperature to unnatural degrees and skin-to-skin contact can cause very slight burns if he's too emotional.
★ telekinesis | discovered — mastered
★ venomous fangs | discovered — mastered
— venom isn't lethal but causes a deep sleep that lasts up to 12 hours. it's sweet but tart and numbs anything it touches.
★ super senses | discovered — mastered
— activates automatically at night.

INTERACTION:
▪ physically extreme | mentally fragile
▪ will start fights| uses cheap tactics | sometimes seeks conflict
▪ Attack in [color=#ff598a]#ff598a
▪ Can powerplay nonviolent/healing actions.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;line-height:110%;text-align:justify;font-size:10.7px;font-family:verdana;]reagan reminded her of a grumpier version of ichigo, one of her...acquaintances, or friends if she cared to label her toy as such. however, it was difficult to not compare each grumpy, gruff individual to the next. most who joined anti-clans like the elite weren't the hero type. lunae herself certainly wasn't, and she suspected that none of her fellow elitists were either. it suited her perfectly. she was still perfectly willing to kill everyone present, but they were more tolerable. offering reagan a friendly smile, she bounced up beside luca, full of her normal energy as she subtly examined the wolf, her stunted form mouse-like in comparison to the other canine. "hey! i'm lunae radium midoriko xerses lunae, or lulu if you wanna call me that!" she introduced herself to begin with, and then decided to offer him an answer to his question. "i can find you an empty room if you'd like mister!" she appeared to be keen to assist her newest clanmate, gaze bright and mannerisms forever amiable.

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify][sub]★ — /welcome to The Elite! pm me if ya need anything dear ;u;
"Welcome to The Elite!" The cheerful leader emerged with a sing-song welcome, glad to see yet another new face around. It seemed as though they were beginning to gain traction- something that Lydia had hoped for when she had first stepped up... A day ago. "I'm Lydia Kalovar, leader. When Lunae shows you to a room, feel free to take any belongings you have and make it your own!"