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rupturedlungs · Nov 23rd 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✖ it was so cold out. there was an occasional shiver that could be seen violently posses the canine, before going back to normal, along with a loud, dry cough. he probably made the worst decision ever joining a cold group in the middle of winter (was it even winter? all he knew was that it was cold). his asthma was worse when it was colder out. even his scarf wasn't helping that much. he held one of the ends of the scarf over his nose and breathed through that. " does anyone have anything hot? it can be like, a drink... or a rag... or...... anything, really...... "
[hr][spoiler=11/10/2016][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8][color=grey]GENERAL:
★ rupturedlungs | cismale
★ heteroromantic | heterosexual
★ 12 months | september 18th, 2016
★ member | blizzardclan

[color=grey]IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ seizures triggered by: flashing / bright lights, loud noises, panic attacks (in severe cases)
— freaks out when its going to rain
★ panic attacks caused by: fights, rain, others in danger
— avoids big areas and agitated people
★ asthma triggered by: exercise, walking for long periods of time, running for short amount of time
— carries rescue inhaler in the bag on his harness

[color=grey]RECENT EVENTS:
★ joined blizzardclan

[color=grey]PHYSICAL:
★ wolf/fox hybrid [main] | physical health: 58% | healthiest possible: 60% | mental health: 97%
— red canine with a black scarf, and a black harness (reference)
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a

[color=grey]RELATIONSHIPS:
★ singe | ½
★ npc x npc | first generation | not open to an apprentice

[color=grey]POWERS:
★ none

[color=grey]INTERACTION:
★ message velocity to plot
★ mentally easy | physically easy | avoids battle
★ attack in [color=grey]underlined grey

saltcircles xerses · Nov 24th 2016

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;]Yes, it was pretty cold outside. It was only around a month before winter officially started, but Sal wasn't bothered by it as much as he would have been in his old body. Being involved with demons and black magic really did some weird things to his resistance to hot and cold temperatures. Maybe because demons were from hell, where it was extremely hot? He didn't know. It was some pretty weird and complicated shit that even he couldn't explain. "My body is hot," Saltcircles said in a deadpan voice, trying to embrace Rupturedlungs in an awkward embrace. It was an attempt to trasnfer some of his own body heat to the younger male. "In a literal way," He quickly added, realizing that what he said could be taken two different ways.

RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Single | Probably gay for Andysixx
▪ ½ Saltsixx
▪ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | Apprentice open
▪ Is afraid of making friends just to have them leave again

IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ Does satanic rituals + other weird cult shit
▪ Had most of his memories taken away by his demon in a deal
▪ Is addicted to salt and doesn't remember why
▪ Moves by hovering through the air
▪ Spying in the Exiles as "Spearmint", who is Mikaela's butler

PHYSICAL:
★ KITSUNE [main] | health: 75%
— A large black kitsune with five tails. His fur is black, for the most part, though the fur on his forelegs is mint green, as well as the fur on the ends of his tails. He is missing his left eye, so he wears a white blindfold over it. His remaining eye is mint green. His left foreleg is also missing, so he floats around instead of walking. When Sal's demon is active within the body, all green parts of the body glow red.
— [i]major injuries: amputated leg, missing eye
— [i]minor injuries: cuts on legs

PERSONALITY:
— protective, religious, confused, "helpful", apathetic, snarky, violent, cunning, morbid, unstable, possessive
— literally the king of snark, likes flowers and pretty things, only slightly masochistic and suicidal, is surprisingly good at art, engages in religious activities with questionable intentions, hates anything sweet, is low-key fucked up, just wants to protect everyone, obsesses over "paradise" (aka where you go when you die)

INTERACTION:
▪ hard physically + mentally | extreme when his demon is active
▪ holds back and doesn't use full power until necessary | fast-paced fighter
▪ attack in #98ff98
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions

SWEETOPHELIA. · Nov 25th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]"Hmm," murmured Alysanne, giving Saltcricles an appraising stare as she approached the pair. "I can see that," the tall Ragdoll cat remarked, nodding slightly as if she was satisfied by her own assessment of his aesthetics. "In a figurative way." She was teasing of course. Her pale lilac eyes sliding over to Rupturedlungs, Alysanne offered the canine hybrid a gentle smile, feeling bad when she remembered his earlier confession of having breathing problems. "I could also start a fire for you, if you would like?" the Targaryen offered, her head tilting slightly to the side as she waited for either his confirmation or declination.
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ARCADE G. · Nov 25th 2016

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"What's bothering you?" It's nice to put his medical knowledge to use again, though Arcade figures that he should at least wait for whatever medic BlizzardClan still has to show up before he actually gets started with something. Is Mary still around? He has yet to see her, but it would be nice to see her. He remembers recommending that she got her position back when he stepped down and left, after all. If so, he's not sure that she would have a problem with him helping out where he can. "General cold, or something more?" The cough, asking for warmth, the scarf. It seems to be a logical conclusion, that the stranger is having trouble breathing. Arcade watches Saltcircles attempt to embrace the other with a faint sense of amusement; it had been a while since he'd witnessed such antics. "I think a fire would be an excellent idea, in any case." He was, after all, a desert cat at heart. BlizzardClan had always been a huge change of pace for the former medic. Being back was like being thrown into a — well, a blizzard.
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ARCANGELO, W · Nov 25th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;]Sethos bit back a laugh as Sal embraced the other, well, in the other side own words, if this wasn't at least a little gay he didn't know what was. The cougar was quiet for a long moment, his head tipping in contemplation, he'd heard the fellow cough right? "Fire's not a good idea," Sethos pointed out briefly as he finally took a seat, a smile spreading across his maw as his tail flicked across his paws. "You were coughing before right? Are you sick or something? Well, that doesnt really matter, the smoke and ashes from the fire will irritate your lungs and will make your cough worse." Sethos was no medic but he'd been around long enough to figure out a few tips and tricks here and there. "Try and pile on some more blankets, and body heats a good thing so Sal's idea should help as well."
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☆ character information

ic opinions | pm to plot

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GENERAL:
— sethos arcangelo break
— previously known as worick
— male | he/him
— unknown sexuality | female
— physically 9 months | ages every 22nd
— mentally 14 months
— Combatant of Blizzardclan (hp)
— Secret member of The Cartel

IMPORTANT FACTS:
— smokes Pall Mall cigarettes
— smells like rain
— lacks control over his powers
— ghoul
— can only eat sugar cubes or flesh
— sees everything tinted in red
— has a personal vendetta against Jammal

PHYSICAL:
★ COUGAR | health: 100%
— tall and muscular is a great way to describe him. with broad shoulders, a mean look in his eye and obviously muscular torso he can come across as intimidating and has even been labelled 'scary'. he believes this body was the body of someone who used to fight a lot, it's littered with many little scars but none of great significance. his eyes are a bright yellow colour but when hungry or angry they flash crimson.
— injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
★ TRAITS | good, nuetral, bad
— Sethos is always someone to try to bring the light to others eyes even when he doesn't feel so good himself, you can expect a flirtatious joke no matter the situation and a bright smile to accompany it. His joking nature can be a bit frustrating sometimes since it's hard to figure out if he's joking or being truthful but that's just how he is - he'd much prefer a smile to a frown. An incredibly over-protective fellow he would happily give his life for his friends and clanmates and generally tries to do what he thinks is right by them - even if it might not necessarily be the right thing.
— Sethos would much rather be sleeping than doing, well, anything else. He's pretty laid back and as long as it doesn't involve his friends it takes a lot to rile him up. He tends to hide behind humor, he thinks of it as a sort of safeguard and can drop hints about his true feelings into jokes and mischievous pranks. Though it's not good to always look so far into what he does because it really could just be a joke. Even with the sort of personality he has, he knows when to stop joking around and when to take things seriously.
— Sethos has a hatred for not only the Exiles but also towards society in general, most likely this is because of his childhood trauma. He one day dreams to change society as much as possible and to make it so that no matter who you are or where you come from that you are also accepted. He doesn't enjoy talking about himself or his past and unless he is close to someone completely refuses to speak to them about it. When it comes to matters involving his clan he takes it very seriously and is easily angered over threats towards the people he's learned to care about.

POSSESSIONS:
★ POSSESSION | pall mall cigarettes

GHOULISM:
Sethos after waking up in a new body discovered that he has Ghoulism. Unable to control his new found urges he's unpredictable and dangerous, someone that's scared of himself and the things that he finds himself capable of. In order to prolong the hunger he is able to digest sugar cubes but if he still doesn't eat for a long time he may lose control. After not eating for a week he'll begin to suffer from migraines and stomach pains as well as fatigue and exhaustion. If he doesn't act on these feelings he will lose control of himself. Sethos is unable to control his hunger well and in order to avoid harming those he cares about he tries to distance himself from them.

POWERS:
★ POWER | scent manipulation, eye colour change, super strength, super senses, wind elemental, regeneration
★ MUTATION | his tail becomes long and spiked with a poison tipped end, much like a scorpains tail exept spikier and deadlier.

RELATIONSHIPS:
— single | no crush | no "maybe" crushes
— no apprentice | deceased parents

INTERACTION:
— harmful interactions in #f0e2da
— can powerplay nonviolent/friendly actions.

CONFRONTATION:
— extreme physical difficulty | medium mental difficulty
— no powerplaying | no permanent injuries
— attack by #f0e2da

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rupturedlungs · Nov 25th 2016

[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✖ rup was fairly confused at the others words, but he knew what he meant. In his opinion, salt was hilarious, even if he wasn't trying to make the joke. He gave a small laugh and returned the hug. " thank you! " he could see why penguins did this. He looked at sethos, than to alys with a nod. [color=grey]" yeah.... a fire wouldn't be very good for me, but thank you anyways. " he smiled. rupture looked towards arcade. had he not been around when he joined? honestly, it didn't matter. but telling people over and over again made him feel even worse about it. [color=grey]" oh, i'm not sick.... I have pretty bad asthma, and cold air kind of makes it worse. a blanket would be good, though. "
[hr][spoiler=11/10/2016][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:auto; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8][color=grey]GENERAL:
★ rupturedlungs | cismale
★ heteroromantic | heterosexual
★ 12 months | september 18th, 2016
★ member | blizzardclan

[color=grey]IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ seizures triggered by: flashing / bright lights, loud noises, panic attacks (in severe cases)
— freaks out when its going to rain
★ panic attacks caused by: fights, rain, others in danger
— avoids big areas and agitated people
★ asthma triggered by: exercise, walking for long periods of time, running for short amount of time
— carries rescue inhaler in the bag on his harness

[color=grey]RECENT EVENTS:
★ joined blizzardclan

[color=grey]PHYSICAL:
★ wolf/fox hybrid [main] | physical health: 58% | healthiest possible: 60% | mental health: 97%
— red canine with a black scarf, and a black harness |x x x
— major injuries: n/a
— minor injuries: n/a

[color=grey]RELATIONSHIPS:
★ singe | ½
★ npc x npc | first generation | not open to an apprentice

[color=grey]POWERS:
★ none

[color=grey]INTERACTION:
★ message velocity to plot
★ mentally easy | physically easy | avoids battle
★ attack in [color=grey]underlined grey