IGNORANCE IS BLISS && o, joining

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    Adelaide had to forget his past, there was nothing to add and nothing to loose. Only two months ago his mother had died due to disease. It wasn't unexpected, she smoked constantly and barely ever ate, in fact death had definitely taken it's time. He remembered his mother through rose-tinted glasses though and therefore mourned her death. Despite her beating, despite her constant belief he was a demon born only to torture her. Well, he looked like his father, and that wasn't his fault, but he could reason why she would hate him. After all his father had been incredibly awful.


    Through his rosy memories he remembered his mother's shining moments. The days she gave him three meals instead of one, or on his birthday she wouldn't make him eat her feces, nice things like that is what he decided were worth remembering. Those memories were what made his mother good in his opinion, those small gifts in the middle of war. If only he knew she would make his life living hell even after death. Her last gift to him was the gift of Dissociative Identity Disorder, something that led to most with the disorder to drugs and suicide. It was fitting.


    While his mother would always be on his mind for now Adelaide tried to focus on finding a new home. He was weak and untrained in battle, he had nevr been taught how to hunt. During those months his only sustenance was rotting leaves or his mother's scraps, and many times something far worse. And so he couldn't trust himself to be alone. Which was smart, especially since he was naturally a social creature. On his adventure to find a new home some loner who had thrown him some scraps mentioned something about Colouredclan. He didn't know what that meant but the way the loner described it made Colouredclan sound wonderful.


    The loner had drowned in a river and was then gutted by birds that week, not that Adelaide knew that.


    The cougar moved forward until he came along the intense smell of urine. He knew that this meant he was at the Colouredclan borders. At least that's what the loner said, but Adelaide liked to believe he could trust people. So quietly he sat down just outside the stench and waited quietly. He wondered if this would be his new home or if the loner had gone crazy, he also wondered what his other personalities (or whatever they were) acted like, but he ended up dozing off halfway through his little thoughts.


    Adelaide rested peacefully wrapped up in a protective ball. He looked peaceful. It was probably the most relaxed he had been since he could remember, which was amazing.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]One of the first things that had been reinforced time and time again into Rick's brain was that the clan was almost completely made up of servals. He was one of the biggest things there alongside a few other members but other then that, servals. Winged, horned, you name it. The scarred siberian tiger drove his metal claws into the rough bark of the tree and dragged it down, marking the place where he hid yet another weapon. He knew others would criticize him if they knew he was hiding weapons all around but he didn't care. The male stretched his back legs then and walked alongside the Colouredclan border, his stub tail twitching to and fro. He caught sight of a large shape bundled up into a circle and immediately, the tiger was unsheathing his machete and walked forwards. His machete was poised and ready to stab but he made no movement to do so considering the cougar looked relatively peaceful. "Give me a reason why you're here. Now." The Warder demanded coldly, his glowing blue eyes narrowed into slits.



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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]What? Adelaide looked up at the tiger with big, sleepy eyes that were slightly angry. "I was sleeping," he grumbled before yawning, "I'm Adelaide, put your butter knife down and gimme a second to think." Roughly he pushed himself into a sitting position. So what was with this guy? Eh, he didn't really know but he was tired, and tired Ade didn't like when people pointed stuff at him. "Is this Colouredclan?" Hopefully it was or he was about to be beheaded, which sounded like the opposite of what he wanted.


    "Because if it is I want to join, robo cop," Adelaide grumbled, scratching his neck. God he just wanted to sleep again. Anything that got his mind off his usual thoughts were his favorite things, and sleep was one of them.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px;][justify]Sleeping? Rick snorted, clearly scorning the idea of doing so in front of a clan that could potentially kill you. Well, maybe it was just his paranoia and the fact that he'd come from a world where doing that would certainly end up with someone pushing a knife through your skull or maybe it really was stupid to even do such a thing. Whatever. This guy would learn the hard way, over time. Adelaide. He didn't think twice over the name and instead narrowed his eyes further at the cougars sassy attitude. Butter knife? One twitch and this blade would send your head flying. He thought, however decided not to be vocal on the threat and instead brought the unspoken threat into his eyes. "Is this Colouredclan?" Ricks ear flickered, not giving an indication as to how he felt as he nodded. "H'yeah. It is." His american accented words were slowly pulled from his mouth. One twitch.


    The scarred wildcat lowered his blade as the other wildcat stated he wished to join. He cocked his head to the side and sheathed the blade then but his metal claws remained out. Even though Adelaide was now a member of Colouredclan (in a few seconds at least), it didn't grant him immediate trust from Ricks side. That stuff took ages. He ignored the name robo-cop, secretly wondering if it was a reference to the infamous movie back in the human world and if this guy had been human once upon a time like he, and once more bobbed his skull up and down. "You're a Colouredclan member." He stated slowly, thoroughly studying the guy.



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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:440px;line-height:120%;text-align:justify;font-size:10px;font-family:verdana;]Euphemia doesn't intend to disturb the cougar if at all possible as he approaches - he knows how difficult in can be to get relaxed and comfortable - but since he's not the first to stumble across this scene, he's not the one to make the first impression. He's a little alarmed to see that Rick has his weapon drawn, their ideas of caution being quite different. He's a tad curious how many he has, but it's none of his business. He listens to the exchange quietly, not speaking up until there is a pause and room for him to do so, simply fidgeting uncomfortably and hazarding unsure gazes at the joiner. "A - ah," he finally stalls his own response in a stuttering voice. "W - welcome to Colouredclan, then. I - I'm Euphemia, ah, a bo - bodyguard. D - do you need w - water, food...?" he trails off with a curious tilt of his head.
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    character info / as of nov 10th

    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: justify; width: 320px;]"Fucking christ, Rick. Not everyone has a stick so far up their arse but I'll give you a recommendation to see a proctologist." Groans the bodyguard as he paces over. His large ears flick upward, and briefly, the runes inscribed upon his jewelry flickered an odd, cornflower blue color. "Nice to meet you, bucko. I'm Permafrost."


    [abbr=Characters able to see auras might become temporarily blinded by Permafrost's radiance. They also may experience extreme nausea, migraines, and nosebleeds. Permafrost's aura shows a fragment of his 'true self' - including thousands of blue eyes staring through a reflection of 'broken glass' that contains the majority of his aura. **None of the side effects of Permafrost's self is powerplayed by me, this is simply here to give more people interaction options.**][♦][/abbr] [abbr=God, High Seraph, Immortal, All free powers, master of elemental abilities][basic info][/abbr] [abbr=all opinions of this character are ic. permafrost is a jerk, and always will be a jerk.][opinions][/abbr] [abbr=Main: Angelihund -- others include giganotosaurus carolini, mutant hippogriff, serval, smilodon, dragon, cat, and other common species.][bodies][/abbr] [abbr=Mate to none, Sire to plenty, Interested in no one, Doesn't care about anyone's rank, ever, Apathetic and sarcastic - nothing 'offensive' this character says or does reflects the thoughts of the roleplayer][notes][/abbr] [abbr=Characters able to sense auras may get overwhelmed by his presence. Such overwhelming symptoms could include puking, migraines, nosebleeds, and chest pain. **None of the side effects of Permafrost's self is powerplayed by me, this is simply here to give more people interaction options.**][sup][♦]

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    [spoiler=info - updated 11/19][justify][sup]BASICS:
    Permafrost - Male ♂ - Heterosexual
    ColouredClan - Bodyguard - 43 Moons


    PREVIOUS ALIASES:
    ○ Halcyon, Boreas, Mort Blanche \ White Death


    APPEARANCE:
    ○ Angelihund [ REF ] ( Current )
    - - - - -
    ○ Massive albino Giganotosaurus [ REF ]
    ○ Mutated hippogriff with 15 eyes [ REF ]
    ○ Winged albino serval. [ REF ]
    ○ Massive western dragon. [ REF ]


    PHYSICAL HEALTH:
    ○ [100%] No injuries.


    MENTAL HEALTH:
    ○ [70%] Unstable.


    PREVIOUS RANKS:
    ○ ColouredClan Bodyguard (current.)
    ○ ColouredClan Warder
    ○ BloodClan 2nd Tier
    ○ ColouredClan Leader
    ○ SunClan Leader
    ○ SunClan Deputy
    ○ SunClan Silverblood


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ○ mate to - rapunzel \ raziel (mia)
    ○ mentor to - none.
    ○ father to - way too many.
    ○ best friends are - ...


    INTERACTION:
    ○ Physically Legendary
    ○ Mentally Legendary
    ○ Attack in BOLD CYAN
    ○ Can powerplay peaceful and non violent interactions.


    POWERS:
    ○ All known powers.
    ○ Elemental, can control all elements.
    ○ Illusionist
    ○ Seraphim


    OTHER:
    ○ PLOTTING THREAD
    ○ Voice claim is ALGALON.
    ○ Face Claim is [size=6pt]MISHA COLLINS \ JENSEN ACKLES [/size]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Adelaide stared right at Rick, not blinking once at the threatening eyes. "Yeah? Good, cause I would'a busted my as s in either way," he hocked a loogie on the ground beside him. Man, he was in a seriously bad mood. The cougar glanced at the other's but didn't really care to respond, though it would have been rude if he hadn't. "Nah, I don't need nothin'," he shrugged, "nice to meet ya though, don't make me take that back."


    The cougar rolled his shoulders with obvious irritation. Even as a little kid he'd gotten pissy when he didn't sleep long, and it seemed to be getting worse with age. It made sense since his mom wasn't around to force him never to sleep. He remembered her making him stay awake for three days, and have it was Adelaide trying to stay awake just to please his mother. "Nice to meet ya snowcone."


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