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  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]He rather thinks he'll be suited to floating islands, though making the trek up the stairs was, admittedly, a task he'd not anticipated undertaking so soon. Wholly unequipped for the journey and more than a little fatigued from his earlier travels, Ilima sliced his paw on the way up — a superficial cut, not one to fret over all that much, but still, one that stung a fair bit. His expression remained one of discomfort after that, a few, lingering minutes of pain accompanying him on his way up, but now he's here, the throbbing has been replaced by a muted sense of awe, and the Saluki thinks that maybe the walk was worth it. Despite the unpleasant chill, a far cry from what he's used to, the scenery makes up for it all, and he allows himself to be suitably amazed for a few moments, eyes scanning the picture before him.


    "Remarkable," the former Trial Captain breathes, inhaling shortly after and shifting his standing position to one that's slightly more comfortable, taking weight off his sliced paw and placing more on the opposing hind leg. He blinks once or twice, then, shaking himself from his thoughts, and looks around mutely, searching for someone to arrive. For lush islands, this one in particular is.. quiet. He wonders if it's because it's the most vulnerable.
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    [spoiler=tags | updated 11/27]

    [size=7pt]black links are empty + all opinions are ic + new character


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    [size=7pt]GENERAL INFORMATION: [biography]
    · Captain Ilima | No Nicknames | ♂ | Unknown Sexuality
    · Unknown Birthday | Phys. 12 m/o | Roughly Real-Timed
    · Member of BlizzardClan | Trial Captain, "Dreamboat"


    RELATIONSHIP INFO: [heart chart] [notes]
    · Single | No Crushes | No "Maybe" Crushes
    · NPC Parents [Immigrated] | Generation 1
    · No Apprentice | No Best Friend | No Archenemies
    · Mostly polite and dignified. Welcoming and competitive.


    APPEARANCE: [anatomy ref] (not fur colour)
    ○ SPECIES: SALUKI | STATUS: HEALTHY [UNHARMED, 100%]
    · pale pink (#f3c5b3) fur. lean and slender; long limbs, feathery extremes.
    · grey-blue eyes. graceful-looking and elegant; moves with a prancing gait.
    current injuries: none so far; uninjured.


    PERSONALITY: [click] [click]
    · inspired by ilima from pokémon sun and moon.
    · reserved, urbane, passive-aggressive. lowkey snarky, welcoming, scholarly.
    · competitive, distinguished, whimsical, somewhat formal. flamboyant to a point.


    INTERACTION & CONFRONTATION: [combat info]
    · Moderate Difficulty | Somewhat Trained | Determined
    · May Start Fights | Won't Quit | Won't Kill; May Negotiate
    · Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
    · Attack in [color=white]bold white
    , [color=black]bold black
    , or bold underlined.

  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 385px;][justify]"ah yes it is." misty agreed as she padded up to the stranger. her tail swayed over the ground as she sat in front of the other. "i'm misty, and i guess i'm obligated to ask your name and business.." the pup gave a laugh and stuck out her paw for the other to shake it.


    [ hi, welcome to blizzardclan thepokemonsquad glad to meet 'ya! ]
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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 375px;][justify][font=andale mono]Riddlersgame appeared moments after Misty, the skinny tabby eyeing the saluki with an odd - though not unfriendly - glint in his eyes. He had never seen a dog like this one before, which was a little surprising considering the amount of creatures he had run into over the years. Remaining silent, as Misty had already inquired upon his business, Riddler waited patiently for the stranger's reply, keeping his eyes fixed on him curiously.

  • [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"Ah, thank you!" Tama would resound with a light chirp - though, perhaps a thanks wasn't really the most appropriate of responses, seeing as she wasn't really the cause of the geographical phenomenon, but she still happened to appreciate it when strangers complimented the home that they happened to reside within and maintain. Anyhow, the servaline drew to a prompt halt beside Misty, proceeding to offer the stranger a vibrant nod, whilst awaiting their response to the prior question asked of them. However, instead of abstaining from proceeding to speak, her ashen orbs were instead drawn towards the paw that he had alleviated the pressure from. "Are you okay? If you like, Tama could get Mary to take a look at that, for you?" She'd suggest, an expression of concern traversing her features as she spoke.


    / ninja'd!


  • [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]/ misty nice to meet you too!


    Unaware that somebody had even been close enough to hear him, Ilima turns, eyes widening as Misty emerges. A fellow canine, though one that smells so much like the terrain that, in his half-unaware state, he'd failed to notice her approach at all. A foolish move on his part, but at least it hasn't ended in bloodshed. These people aren't savages, after all, are they? Observing the way she extends a paw in his direction, the Saluki reaches with his uncut one to attempt a shake, feathery ears twitching a touch. "Do you know the cause of it?" By it, he means the floating, though he assumes she can garner that herself. If she has enough civility for a paw-shake, she has enough intelligence, presumably, to infer the meaning behind his speech. It's a shame if not.


    A pause passes, and between his speech and Misty's inquiries, two more arrive — one, silent, seems to be scrutinising him, and the second arrives in time to thank him for his compliment of the territory, gratitude that he acknowledges with a small nod and practiced smile. "I'm Captain Ilima—" he cuts off, tilts his head— "Or.. I was Captain Ilima. Ilima is fine, now." Considering he's no longer an active Trial Captain, he can't exactly claim that title. It's a habit, though, and one he'll struggle to shake. "I'd like to join, if that's alright with you, or whoever oversees the joining processes." He'll admit, he's not done much research on this — perhaps he should've. Maybe they have trials here — maybe he'll have to do one. Won't that be a wonderful twist? He smiles at the thought, though quickly turns to face Tama as she again pipes up. "It isn't that bad, but if you have anything to stop the bleeding, I would appreciate it."
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    [spoiler=tags | updated 11/27]

    [size=7pt]black links are empty + all opinions are ic + new character


    [hr]
    [size=7pt]GENERAL INFORMATION: [biography]
    · Captain Ilima | No Nicknames | ♂ | Unknown Sexuality
    · Unknown Birthday | Phys. 12 m/o | Roughly Real-Timed
    · Member of BlizzardClan | Trial Captain, "Dreamboat"


    RELATIONSHIP INFO: [heart chart] [notes]
    · Single | No Crushes | No "Maybe" Crushes
    · NPC Parents [Immigrated] | Generation 1
    · No Apprentice | No Best Friend | No Archenemies
    · Mostly polite and dignified. Welcoming and competitive.


    APPEARANCE: [anatomy ref] (not fur colour)
    ○ SPECIES: SALUKI | STATUS: HEALTHY [UNHARMED, 100%]
    · pale pink (#f3c5b3) fur. lean and slender; long limbs, feathery extremes.
    · grey-blue eyes. graceful-looking and elegant; moves with a prancing gait.
    current injuries: none so far; uninjured.


    PERSONALITY: [click] [click]
    · inspired by ilima from pokémon sun and moon.
    · reserved, urbane, passive-aggressive. lowkey snarky, welcoming, scholarly.
    · competitive, distinguished, whimsical, somewhat formal. flamboyant to a point.


    INTERACTION & CONFRONTATION: [combat info]
    · Moderate Difficulty | Somewhat Trained | Determined
    · May Start Fights | Won't Quit | Won't Kill; May Negotiate
    · Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
    · Attack in [color=white]bold white
    , [color=black]bold black
    , or bold underlined.

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    "it's simply a naturally-occurring phenomenon. we don't know the exact cause of the floating, but it's likely something supernatural," he answered for misty, approaching the pink-furred canine. it was plain that the other wasn't used to having things with no clear explanations- after all, he seemed to be completely baffled by a floating island, which sal considered to be completely normal. it was probably just a matter of perspective. he floated around himself all the time, so it wasn't strange at all for islands to be floating as well. "oh, we have an auto-acceptance policy here, so welcome to blizzardclan. my name's saltcircles."
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    [spoiler=info | updated 11/22/16]
    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ▪ Saltcircles Xerses | Sal/Salt | Genderfluid | He/him and they/them
    ▪ Homoromantic | Homosexual
    ▪ Ageless | July 23rd, 2015 | Ages real-time
    ▪ Vice-leader of Blizzardclan | Salt King | Faceclaim: Yuichiro Hyakuya


    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)


    POWERS:
    — obtained most powers via dealing with his demon
    ★ elementals | discovered — mastered
    ★ molecule manipulation | discovered — mastered
    ★ telekinesis | discovered — mastered
    ★ super-speed | discovered — mastered
    ★ teleportation | discovered — mastered
    ★ super-senses | discovered — mastered
    ★ the sight | discovered — unmastered
    ★ gravity manipulation | undiscovered — unmastered


    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