GLOWING IN THE DARK [intro]

Ahadi Jean · Nov 27th 2016

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there were cracks in the armor.

if there were cracks anyone could get through, anyone small enough to slip between the bars and morph into something so huge there was no more room for blue inside her own skull...

no, they wouldn't, she rationalized. the female attempted to steady her uneven breathing, slow her racing mind. her paws were chilly. she was outside. in front of her was a small clump of frostbitten bluebells. it had never made much sense to her until now, why they were called bluebells when they were predominantly purple. she could see it now: how the cold sucked life from the petals.

blue...

welcome to the wonderful paranoid mindscape of blueneighborhood[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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DOMINO MISFIT. · Nov 28th 2016

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Speaking of small, a kit prowled forward, stalking the newcomer. Even if she wasn't quite new, Domino didn't recognize her. Warm brown eyes watched Blue. She listened, hearing her breathing but said nothing. Slowly, she approached the other femme, and sat beside her. The black and white kit looked up at the other. "What's their name?" she squeaked, trying to get the new cats name. But the way she asked it, it could easily be her asking what the purple flowers were.
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"Speaking" 'Thinking' Attacking

info | updated 11/28

WINTERNIGHT · Nov 28th 2016

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Darkknight was old friends with paranoia. It had kept him from making friends or even allies for a very long time, and even now it haunted him. To be completely honest, he still only had perhaps two or three close friends, and he'd been actively talking to people for almost a year now. It was hard to trust people on a good day, but as a trained assassin, things got even worse. Like someone was going to stab him in the back. And the last part was that they would be right to do so. They had a reason. He couldn't just tell himself that he was being paranoid, that nobody would really do that. Even if he doesn't quite know what's going on with Blueneighborhood, he finds it understandable. Head too full, world to empty. The lion stands next to Domino and tries to smile. "The flowers or the person," he asks the kitten, looking down and chuckling before turning back to the one that he doesn't recognize. "We haven't met."
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info | updated 11/28/2016

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RELATIONSHIPS: [notes] [heartchart]
· Single?? | Not Looking? | Gay for Boywonder
· ½ Boysoldier / Boyknight [Disaster Duo; brotp]
· NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | No [Official] Apprentice
· Father of Batpup [biological; NPC mother]
· Untrusting; Loyal to people, not places/ideas.
· INTJ / [abbr=Paragon in relationships, Renegade in action]Paragade[/abbr] / Chaotic Good (Neutral?)

PHYSICALITY: [color=white][american lion] | health: 90% | [color=#2D2D2D]■ [color=#454545][abbr=underbelly]■ [color=#181818][abbr=rosettes/stripes]■ [color=#C3E4ED][abbr=eyes]■ [color=#fff][abbr=bat symbol]■
· greyscale, darker rosettes on his hindquarters, stripes on his legs.
· incredibly muscular, overall very imposing; currently losing weight.
· paler underbelly and throat; bat symbol freezebrand on his right hip.
· scarred; notably a pale patch of fur on his neck with faint teeth marks.
· eye color fluctuates from ice blue to something just slightly brighter.
· vampiric traits: second set of fangs, increased sense of smell + hearing.
— hunger level: ~ 70% && bloodlust: very high && control: low
— current injuries: injured paw, cuts and bruises, starvation??

PERSONALITY: [color=white][1] [color=white][2] [color=white][3] [color=white][4] [color=white][5] [color=white][6] [color=white][7] [color=white][8] [color=white][9] [color=white][10]
· Win is his own character, with several loose inspirations.
— Bruce Wayne [high?], Midnighter [low], Tiger King [low]
— Steve McGarrett [med.?], Commander Shepard [low?]
· an emotionally unstable and damaged ass at times; hard to talk to.
· adaptable, caring, disciplined, efficient, observant, thoughtful, kind.
· private, sarcastic, emotionally distant, unsure, quiet. [i]very careful.
· assertive, critical, stubborn, demanding, hardheaded. oddly charismatic.

INTERACTION + COMBAT: [color=black][skillset]
· Speaks several other languages; [abbr=German, Arabic, French, Mandarin]list[hover].
· Very Difficult | Can powerplay nonviolent actions.
— Probably won't appreciate it; may pull away.
· Contact unconditionally allowed from the following:
— Boywonder, Roguecub/Bat, ~~Stevie~~, Meg, children
· May Start Fights | Shows Mercy | [Mostly] Won't Kill
· Attack in [color=white]bold white, [color=black]bold black or plain bold

DOMINO MISFIT. · Nov 29th 2016

Domino Misfit glanced towards Darknight, and awkwardly chuckled. "uhh... person name," she said. She knew she spoke weird, but she couldn't help it. It came naturally to her, without thinking. She's always spoken the way she has. Maybe it would have something to do with her parents. She couldn't remember. She didn't want to remember. They abandoned her, that's that. She didn't need them! She was stronger without them! She blinked, snapping herself out of her thoughts, and looking between Dark and Blue.

Ahadi Jean · Nov 29th 2016

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the male - he had ghosts in his eyes. it took little for blue to recognize the lingering shadows which were mirrored in her own eyes. the fear, the darkness, the paranoia. the promise that something was watching, waiting for him to take a misstep. she realized she was staring.
swiftly, she refocused on the younger visitor, softening her voice. "you can name the flowers, if you like," she invited gently.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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DOMINO MISFIT. · Nov 29th 2016

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"Bluen..nn" She tried saying but couldn't remember how to pronounce it. "Blue... That's cool!" she giggled. "It's name is Domino Misfit!" she said. Would he understand she meant herself? "Uh... Kits name is Domino," she corrected with a grin. When Blue mentioned she could name the flowers, she giggled, then bounced over beside her new friend. Her head tilted slightly, seeing the purple flowers. "Flowers are so pretty!" she purred. She thought for a moment. They kind of looked like bells, the way some of them sloped. "Anabelle," she named a stalk, giggling. She didn't know what they were actually named. "And lavender!" She motioned to another purple stalk. "Can Blue name them too?" The kit asked.
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"Speaking" 'Thinking'

info | updated 11/28

the new sin grave · Nov 29th 2016

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[hr] HER FABULOUS INVENTION, WHAT STRANGE IMAGINATION SHOWN

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MEI FUJIOKA SILVIANCE

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[font=century gothic][b][font=georgia] HER GLORIOUS INTENTIONS, A SEA OF DOUBT BENEATH HER OWN
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mei liked the name anabelle, but since lavender was the name given to the other bloom she only seemed happy with one name. but still, it was nice of blueneighborhood to keep the younger member entertained in such a fashion. she did seem like the most eager of them to socialize from mei's perspective. drawing her gaze to try and meet that of her new clanmate, she'd nod slightly. [b]"i'm mei fujioka,"

she introduced herself briskly, and then fell silent, turning away to just examine her surroundings in a somewhat detached fashion. as usual, her mask seemed to be a mask of indifference in a situation like this. well, at least the object of interest only seemed to be flowers. she did like them, although not so much poisonous blooms or in fact anything that could cause death easily. but again, she was probably thinking too much, associating old experiences with new ones. she just tried to relax her mind as much as possible and stop the flow of thoughts.
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info | updated 08/11/2016

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PHYSICALITY: [reference]
★ DOMESTIC FELINE/GHOUL [birth & main] | health: 98% | hungry
— solid black fur; thick but somewhat short; well-kempt; pretty.
— one red eye; one green glass eye; eyepatch over green eye.
— current injuries: gradually healing scratch down the side of her head.

EQUIPMENT: [color=white][weapon ref] [color=white][armor ref]
· [i]accessories: none as of now.
· protection: none as of now.
· weaponry: none as of now.

STATISTICS: [color=white][stats] [color=white][skills] [color=white][perks]
· S: #2 P: #6 E: #5 C: #4 I: #6 A: #2 L: #3
· tagged skills: medic, science, sneak.

unsorted perks | descriptions in links

PERSONALITY: [color=white][click] [color=white][click] [color=white][click] [color=white][click]
· inspired by mei misaki from another [98%]
· ghoul traits inspired by nashiro yasuhisa from tokyo ghoul [2%]
· quiet; thoughtful; appears unemotional; intelligent; rational; solitary.
· calm; stable; compassionate; regretful; gives up easily; low confidence.
· obedient; reliable; polite; honest; struggles to make the right decisions.

extended details; spoiler for length

RELATIONSHIPS: [color=white][click] [color=white][heartchart]
· single | no crush | no "maybe" crushes
· ½ nothing
· npc x npc | first generation | no official mentor
· trusts those she respects; struggles with placing loyalties; tries her best.

INTERACTION:
· barely trained | decent condition | leaning towards easy physically
· will rarely start fights | will show mercy | will not kill
· attack in [color=#dfecec]bold #dfecec.
· can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

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Ahadi Jean · Nov 30th 2016

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after a few long seconds of staring off into the middle distance, blue flicked an ear and snapped out of her reverie. gently, she poked a delicate bluebell with a silvery forepaw. "can this one be called olivia?" she asked domino, as kindly as her normally cold voice could manage.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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DOMINO MISFIT. · Nov 30th 2016

Domino squeaked in excitement. "Yes! Yes!" she said, bouncing in excitement. "That names great!" The kit was definitely fascinated in the naming game, she even giggled as she looked at another and named it Lilith. She looked at an unnamed one, then at Darkknight. Carefully, she picked an unnamed stalk by the bottom, and carried it to the lion. With bright eyes, she put it by her paws and giggled. "It's for you," she purred, a smile on her small face.