plus boy / open, joining

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]—— the voice had alarmed him at first - being so close yet unaware of the other's presence until they belted out a greeting, causing the russet-black fur along his spine to bristle slightly in agitation. with time, he would learn to control that aspect of his outward composure, just as carefully as he schooled his expression into utter neutrality - giving off a collected disposition whilst making his approach,"ohayou gozaimasu." murmured he, an ear twitching slightly as his gunmetal gaze scanned him. it was another feline. he fought back an adoring smile, though the ghost of such passed over his roseate maw,"name and business with riverclan."

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[justify]GENERAL;
✥ JUMIN "JAECEON" HAN | "JAE" | CISGENDER MALE
✥ goes by jaeceon for security reasons only | multilingual
✥ demisexual grey-biromantic | monogamous | uninterested
✥ npc xx npc | generation one | former human executive ceo
✥ member of riverclan | 2 years physically | 28 years mentally
✥ domineering | untrusting | high-key obsessed with felines
✥ wine mom | highly based on jumin from mystic messenger
✥ voice reference | human au reference | plot thread

PHYSICAL;
✥ DARK BROWN/BLACK DIRE WOLF [ main ] | healthy
— standing at roughly six feet, massive is a term just hardly sufficient enough to describe this man's stature. he weights in the upper portion of six hundred pounds, although most of the bulk consists of lean muscle and thick bones than body fat. jumin's base color, his heavy undercoat, is a stark-black onyx, covered by a much thinner, yet not sparse overcoat of deep chocolate brown. thus resulting in a color that resembles brass - the copperish color only able to be seen when in direct sunlight. it is clear his pelt had been taken well care of; pampered, even. it is long and slightly wavy, and silken to the touch. his facial features are sharp and handsomely proportionate, with a narrow snout and almond-shaped silver eyes - perhaps the most notable of his features. the swirls of charcoal are tempestuous in anger, though storms are certainly a rare occurrence. a swath of charcoal, submersed in skyscape visions he'd yet to dismiss. his eyes appear eerily striking, almost uncaring, a keen gunmetal under ordinary circumstances. his neck is slender, swooping down into a broad chest and shoulders, along a spine that slopes downwards just slightly and into a tail that curls near the brown-black tip. he may often be found wearing a silken tie, usually white to starkly contrast against the darkness of his coat.

PERSONALITY;
✥ the executive | • • • •
— it is not possible to truly pin down this man's personality - as it is a colorful and elaborate structure he does his best not to reveal. jumin is quiet and ever-serious, and mature far past his age. despite this, he can often be found spouting off slang and fawning over felines like the fanatic he is. jumin views situations objectively, often to a fault, and tends to want others to end up like him. a workaholic with complete disregard for others opinions on him or how he goes about his life. the lupine tends to stay away from any sort of relationship, opting to keep things strictly professional between his peers - and may sometimes show a particular coldness towards females due to his fathers promiscuous behavior [ with multiple women, all of whom insisted she was his stepmother ] during his childhood. however, since he has lived life rather luxuriously, he tends to get agitated when others do not listen to him, regardless of their position. overall, jumin harbours a sea of many a deep-rooted doubt and underlying terror that he keeps tightly guarded within the steely confinements of his mind ( typically that of loneliness, being taken for granted, and abandonment ; this fear is accentuated in the hollow left behind by his mother, and the constant fear of being valued only by his wealth, status and material possessions ) with sadness being a prominent thread that ties it all together.

RELATIONSHIPS;
✥ emotionally guarded | • • • •
✥ ½ of n/a | does not make friends / best friends very easily
✥ no crush | no maybe crush | no predetermined love interest
✥ can be extremely possessive | honestly needs to chill
✥ cannot express emotion correctly | tends to avoid relationships
✥ controlling | does not blush easily | rules of engagement

POWERS;
[color=#212125]✥ super strength | ✮✮✮✩✩
[color=#212125]✥ super speed | ✮✮✩✩✩
[color=#212125]✥ conjuration | ✮✮✮✮✩
[color=#212125]✥ silver blood / tears
[color=#212125]✥ smells of cinnamon and coffee beans

INTERACTION;
[color=#212125]✥ moderate physically, extreme mentally
[color=#212125]✥ tends to avoid physical violence, but will engage if threatened
[color=#212125]✥ can powerplay nonviolent/peaceful actions, though he may not like it
[color=#212125]✥ ask for injury. capture available with plot - pm to discuss
[color=#212125]✥ attack in [color=#191919]bold #212125

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Cat pic blog. The thought ran across his mind as the feline trotted over. Gosh, he really had to update it and ask a few members if he could add them. Some were just so cute! The red and white tabby quivered his whiskers as he heard Matty try to copy Jumin's voice. A welcoming smile was on his maw as he drew closer, dipping his head in greeting to their newest member. "Welcome to RiverClan, Matty!" The newly promoted guard trainee chirped. [b]"Would you like anything? A tour?" It was still a bit awkward for Chuck, but was getting used to it.
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[spoiler=info][b]RECENT EVENTS
— joined riverclan
— became an uncle

IMPORTANT FACTS
— true form cannot be seen by angels; only amara and the four horsemen
— still a struggling writer
— can be egotistical at times

GENERAL
— god
— disguised as "chuck shurley"
— goes by "chuck"
— 29 months physically
— hella old in reality
— just a being / no true sex
— cosmic embodiment of light
— uses male pronouns
— guard trainee of riverclan
— titles: pearl (riverclan)

RELATIONSHIPS
— father to all of his creations
— younger sibling to amara
— ½ [nothin']
— biromantic bisexual
— single pringle

BODIES
DOMESTICE FELINE | health: 100%
— chuck is slightly smaller than the average domestic cat, but is completely fine with that. he is a red and white tabby cat. the main coat is what itself and is visible on all four legs, underbelly and faded around the eyes. on top is light red fur that covers the other non-white parts, having darker red mackerel tabby markings. eyes are a light blue color, which is interesting for the body he created (yes; not taken), but only thinks it makes it look 'cuter.' the build of this being is indeed on the shorter side, but lean and made for dodging hits instead of dealing.

ABILITIES
— has all powers; doesn't use much

LINKS
— plotting
— biography
— heart chart / opinions

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: justify; line-height: 1.5; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; MARGIN-TOP: -5PX;]—— despite the impending migraine he was sure he'd suffer through as a result of the newcomer's shrill voice, jumin dipped his head down slightly to show his gratitude, a deep chuckle escaping the formerly tight-lipped confinements of his muzzle,"mm. arigatō." although the heir was multilingual, he had not practiced his japanese in quite a while. it was nice to converse in it once again - but he was korean in descent, and longed for a conversation in his native tongue. beggers, however, cannot be choosers. he could say he was partially enjoying the male's hyped-up attitude; mostly due to it resembling that of a lost friends ( if he dare call him that ) equally rambunctious personality. once matty continued, the man would shift his neck to stand at full height, ears angling forward to convey his displeasure upon being mocked,"jumin han. it is a pleasure, matty." the faint smile that had shaped his lips became the slightest bit more charming, honeyed tone laced with welcome,"i trust chuck will take good care of you. however, if you have any questions, do not hesitate to contact -" assistant kang. he just barely managed to keep himself from spouting out the name of his former employee, blinking slowly whilst clearing his throat in order to continue,"me. i will do what i can to assist."

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[justify]GENERAL;
✥ JUMIN "JAECEON" HAN | "JAE" | CISGENDER MALE
✥ goes by jaeceon for security reasons only | multilingual
✥ demisexual grey-biromantic | monogamous | uninterested
✥ npc xx npc | generation one | former human executive ceo
✥ member of riverclan | 2 years physically | 28 years mentally
✥ domineering | untrusting | high-key obsessed with felines
✥ wine mom | highly based on jumin from mystic messenger
✥ voice reference | human au reference | plot thread

PHYSICAL;
✥ DARK BROWN/BLACK DIRE WOLF [ main ] | healthy
— standing at roughly six feet, massive is a term just hardly sufficient enough to describe this man's stature. he weights in the upper portion of six hundred pounds, although most of the bulk consists of lean muscle and thick bones than body fat. jumin's base color, his heavy undercoat, is a stark-black onyx, covered by a much thinner, yet not sparse overcoat of deep chocolate brown. thus resulting in a color that resembles brass - the copperish color only able to be seen when in direct sunlight. it is clear his pelt had been taken well care of; pampered, even. it is long and slightly wavy, and silken to the touch. his facial features are sharp and handsomely proportionate, with a narrow snout and almond-shaped silver eyes - perhaps the most notable of his features. the swirls of charcoal are tempestuous in anger, though storms are certainly a rare occurrence. a swath of charcoal, submersed in skyscape visions he'd yet to dismiss. his eyes appear eerily striking, almost uncaring, a keen gunmetal under ordinary circumstances. his neck is slender, swooping down into a broad chest and shoulders, along a spine that slopes downwards just slightly and into a tail that curls near the brown-black tip. he may often be found wearing a silken tie, usually white to starkly contrast against the darkness of his coat.

PERSONALITY;
✥ the executive | • • • •
— it is not possible to truly pin down this man's personality - as it is a colorful and elaborate structure he does his best not to reveal. jumin is quiet and ever-serious, and mature far past his age. despite this, he can often be found spouting off slang and fawning over felines like the fanatic he is. jumin views situations objectively, often to a fault, and tends to want others to end up like him. a workaholic with complete disregard for others opinions on him or how he goes about his life. the lupine tends to stay away from any sort of relationship, opting to keep things strictly professional between his peers - and may sometimes show a particular coldness towards females due to his fathers promiscuous behavior [ with multiple women, all of whom insisted she was his stepmother ] during his childhood. however, since he has lived life rather luxuriously, he tends to get agitated when others do not listen to him, regardless of their position. overall, jumin harbours a sea of many a deep-rooted doubt and underlying terror that he keeps tightly guarded within the steely confinements of his mind ( typically that of loneliness, being taken for granted, and abandonment ; this fear is accentuated in the hollow left behind by his mother, and the constant fear of being valued only by his wealth, status and material possessions ) with sadness being a prominent thread that ties it all together.

RELATIONSHIPS;
✥ emotionally guarded | • • • •
✥ ½ of n/a | does not make friends / best friends very easily
✥ no crush | no maybe crush | no predetermined love interest
✥ can be extremely possessive | honestly needs to chill
✥ cannot express emotion correctly | tends to avoid relationships
✥ controlling | does not blush easily | rules of engagement

POWERS;
[color=#212125]✥ super strength | ✮✮✮✩✩
[color=#212125]✥ super speed | ✮✮✩✩✩
[color=#212125]✥ conjuration | ✮✮✮✮✩
[color=#212125]✥ silver blood / tears
[color=#212125]✥ smells of cinnamon and coffee beans

INTERACTION;
[color=#212125]✥ moderate physically, extreme mentally
[color=#212125]✥ tends to avoid physical violence, but will engage if threatened
[color=#212125]✥ can powerplay nonviolent/peaceful actions, though he may not like it
[color=#212125]✥ ask for injury. capture available with plot - pm to discuss
[color=#212125]✥ attack in [color=#191919]bold #212125

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; height: 200px; width: 300px; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=8][font=arial]"Mr. Robot-o.", she chimed in due to the mention of 'arigatō'. She couldn't resist. She lived for songs and the lyric mentioned had been from one CD she had the pleasure of listening to. The Eagles were definitely her favorite though she could frequent random selections of the past generation if she felt like it. The array of titles was limited as CDs were hard to come by while the same could be said of her CD player which she had dug up in the Loner Lands. That place never let her down. "What's up, Matty? I'm Dressed in Furs but call me Furs."[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-bottom: 9px solid white; width: 300px;][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -16px;][size=7pt]RED ROSES AND CHAMPAGNE, IT WAS RIGHT UP THERE WITH TWAIN[/fancypost][/fancypost]

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[fancypost borderwidth=0pt; text-align: justify; width: 320px;]^{Oh god, her brother fit into the role of stereotypical happy helper way too well. Caroline grimaced as she appeared, forcing a smile to her face as a sigh escaped her. "Welcome to the clan." The medic greets simply, nodding her head. "I'm Caroline, a medic here. Nice to meet you."}

^{[align=center][abbr=Always smells like flowers and herbs. Characters able to to see auras might be temporarily blinded due to her odd, broken radiance. When viewed, her aura is best described as the emptiness of space, or a vast tar pit in which a person can see their own reflection. (None of this is powerplayed by me, this is just here to give players more interaction with Caroline.)][❀][/abbr] [abbr=Glitch, woman of thorns, the end and beginning, the darkness][basic info][/abbr] [opinions] [abbr=Main: Fox -- serval, deer others unknown and undiscovered.][bodies][/abbr] [abbr=Usually sweet and friendly, overbearing at times, talks too much or too little. - all free powers, few discovered - 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 her presence. Symptoms include blinding migraines and numbness to the mouth and\or tongue. Most common is nosebleeds, headaches, and chest pain. (None of this is powerplayed by me, this is just here to give players more interaction with Caroline.)][sup][❀]}[/abbr][/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; width: 420px; color: #FEBEFC;]— Patchworkpup arrived next, and spotting her mother's presence, quickly scampered over beside her. She hoped she would grow bigger than her mom. She wanted to be able to reach the butterflies and birds better. It was never fair for them to fly too high for her, but she supposed they just played that way. She'd forgive them. She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped when she heard Jumin and Matty say some things that sounded weird. Posy scrunched her nose up in confusion before looking to her mother. "Mom, why are they talking so weird? Is it an alien language? Are they aliens?" It would be SO FREAKING COOL if she was friends with aliens. She wagged her tail at the thought, a smile replacing the confusion.

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