[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=10][font=georgia]Sweetophelia had visited the Rift's territory on two separate occasions for two different holidays events - once on the behalf of BlizzardClan, and another on Westeros'. It was a nice place although she wasn't really familiar with the territory, just the generals such as where the borders stood. And that was where the tall Ragdoll cat stood now, waiting quietly to be approached by a member of the Rift, preferably Diamond whom she knew best and had encountered on numerous occasions. Sweetophelia would give them the message once they arrived, she'd feel silly talking to thin air.
desperate for a smoke -- open; westeros
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✘ //absolutely adore the zella day name
Terrasen slunk forward behind his adoptive sibling (believe it or not, he actually was the adoptive son of Dia) and stood just behind them, watching the stranger carefully. He didn't even know Finalpaw's name yet (they hadn't been introduced), but he felt that if the foreigner did decide to attack (it didn't seem all that likely, but wariness was a virtue) he would defend the small pup.
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"Hello," Sweetophelia offered her a polite smile, silently considering whether or not to ask after her motivations for hiding in the bush. But business first. "I'm Sweetophelia Targaryen," the seal-point feline introduced herself calmly, her dark, plume-like tail sweeping behind her. "I've come from Westeros with an invitation for the Rift; recently we've had a leadership change and to celebrate we've decided to invite our allies to his coronation. The Rift is our good friend and we'd truly appreciate it if you stopped by." Her pale lilac eyes shifted onto Terrasen as he approached, offering the wary Rifter a polite nod of acknowledgement.
//thank you! also, ninja'ed lol!
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[size=9pt][font=georgia]GENERAL:
▪ Sweetophelia Targaryen | previously gone by Alysanne Targaryen
▪ ?? | July 12th, 2015 | Ages at the roleplayer's discretion
▪ BlizzardClan Head Combatant | Westeros
▪ Biromantic | Bisexual | ♀RELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Eurydice Targaryen x Domeric | Lucerys Targaryen x Malaella Targaryen
▪ Treats others cordially, holds others at a distance
▪ Single | No Crushes | 1 "Maybe" Crushes
▪ ½ of ______IMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ Former BlizzardClan Vice-Leader & BloodClan 3rd Tier
▪ Current BlizzardClan ambassador to BoneClan
▪ Speaks fluent FrenchPHYSICAL:
★ Domestic Feline [birth/main] | health: 100%
— Female seal-point Ragdoll w/ pale lilac eyes
— [i]major injuries: n/a
— [i]minor injuries: n/aPERSONALITY:
— adaptive, affectionate, courteous, cynical, envious, feminine, fickle, introspective, passionate, paranoid, proud, scornful, shrewd, & vindictivePOWERS:
★ conjuration | [un]discovered - [un]mastered
★ super senses | discovered — mastered
★ teleportation | [un]discovered — [un]mastered
★ elemental powers | discovered — mastered
— fire elemental powersINTERACTION:
▪ Medium physically | Medium mentally
▪ Attack in bold grey.
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[justify][color=#C7D0D4]Well, she was a bit late to the party, but it was nice seeing her friend on the border. Since BlizzardClan had sent gifts recently and Westeros had just had a change in leadership, she guessed that it was the latter. And what do you know, it was an invitation to Jae's coronation. [b]"I'll be there, and anyone else that wants to attend will be as well." Dia said, wondering if she should bring a gift. She probably would, just to be on the safe side.
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[size=8][b]GENERAL:
▪ Diamond Hawthorn-Rhodes-Orion | Dia | Female
▪ Demiromantic | Asexual
▪ Physically 30 moons | Mentally 34 moons | Ages every 200 posts
▪ Archon of The Rift | Member of Malkyn's Pack | Doting Aunt MomRELATIONSHIPS:
▪ Married to Spanishlullaby | No crushes | Best friends with Bluesrock
▪ ½ Diamondlullaby
▪ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | Mentor of Lastpaw
▪ She is very accommodating and friendly, tries to befriend everyone and cares for everyone in her life a great deal; will act motherly to children, friends and Clanmates; very hard to make an enemy ofIMPORTANT FACTS:
▪ Anxious when alone due to severe abandonment issues
▪ Previously an alcoholic; won't go near it anymore
▪ Mentally unstable; largely controlled by Uther
▪ Doesn't eat very often/much, dislikes meat
▪ Has severe insomnia due to horrific nightmares and only sleep either when possessed, Span dreamwalks or her body shuts down
▪ Has two voices in her head and occasionally sees a spirit, explained belowSPIRITS/VOICES:
▪ [font=courier][color=white][u]Utheris a sarcastic, assholish, distrusting voice whose sole priority is Dia. He often makes sarcastic commentary and can be as teasing as he can be kind towards Dia, who his very existence depends on. Only Dia, Marcy and Fintan can hear him, but he can take over as well as influence Dia's mind, thought process, and even give her strength and skill. He is the main thing keeping Dia's mind somewhat together and filters out as much negativity as he can to keep her happy. He also has molecular manipulation.
▪ [font=times new roman][color=cyan][i]Marcyis a shy, submissive girl whose body Dia now possesses. She rarely speaks up and Dia sometimes sees flashes of her life. Only Dia, Uther and Fintan can hear her but she can take over or otherwise influence Dia.
▪ [font=arial black][color=black]Fintanis a condescending, assholish, supremacist spirit that occasionally shows up to mess with Dia and co. He is always intangible and invisible to anyone that doesn't have the Sight (he usually appears as a translucent white wolf), those with the Sight can hear and see him. He has no power over Dia but is connected to her and can control Uther.
[b]PHYSICAL:
★ RACCOON [birth/dead] | health: 0%
— Gray fur, dark gray markings on face and tail (only paws are fully black), gray eyes with flecks of brown, above average size, scars on shoulders/neck area and temple. Killed by a human shooting her. [Ref]
— [i]major injuries: bullet wound in side.
— [i]minor injuries: none.
— [i]old injuries: some old scars.
★ RACCOON [main] | health: 50%
— Scrawny, undersized with dark gray-black markings on face, paws and tail, lighter gray everywhere else and gray eyes, usually wears a purple bowtie that partially hides some burns on her neck and shoulders. [Ref]
— [i]major injuries: exhaustion, nearly starved.
— [i]minor injuries: none.
— [i]old injuries: burn wounds on her neck and shoulders
★ HELLHOUND [secondary] | health: 100%
— Almost draft-horse sized black hellhound with red eyes, scars on both sides of muzzle, nicked ears, scarred flanks and healed broken hind legs. When she is in this body she suffers from intense pain from being disconnected with Uther.
— [i]major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.
— [i]old injuries: broken legs (healed).PERSONALITY:
— kind, selfless, friendly, maternal, gentle, sweet, loyal, enthusiastic, cheerful (sometimes forced/fake), nostalgic, anxious, low confidence in her abilities, ambitious, squeamish, lacks a filter, impulsive
— It's unlikely that you'll meet someone as sweet and kind as Dia, as she just wants to make the world a better place and brighten the day of those around her. She is very friendly, selfless and maternal, considering almost everyone she meets a friend by default and more than happy to do whatever it takes to make them happy, she's also a complete mom, both to kids that she adopts or to her friends or Clanmates. She is gentle and loyal and a total hugger. In general Dia has three moods: overwhelmingly cheerful, sad but hiding it behind a smile and facade of happiness or just plain sad and angsty. She's had a difficult history, but she's had good times that she often looks back on and misses. Still, she looks to the future and tries to keep her focus there; while she's ambitious she does sometimes doubt that she's cut out for the role of leader. It doesn't usually seem like that, because most people always see her confidence and extroversion, which is easy for her to display when she's around others. When she's alone, however, she starts becoming anxious and paranoid that everyone will leave her, as she's become used to and expects people to do. This can lead to panic attacks, but Uther talks her through it and keeps her calm until she runs into someone. She is rather squeamish when it comes to violence and gore as well as dead meat, those things making her nauseous almost any time she encounters it. She can be quite impulsive and sometimes blurts out whatever comes to mind.POWERS:
★ The Sight | Discovered — Partially mastered
— This power is pretty much always turned on, allowing Dia to see and speak to spirits.
★ Shapeshifting | Discovered — Mastered
— With this she is able to shift back and forth between her raccoon body and hellhound body.
★ Character Bond | Discovered — Mastered
— She has three main character bonds: with Bluesrock, Spanishlullaby and Ruby, allowing her to speak to them telepathically, feel what they feel and vice versa. She also has a weaker connection with her packmates, particularly Malkyn and Shotsfired.INTERACTION:
▪ Largely self-taught | Won't kill/capture/maim | Medium difficulty
▪ Aided in battle by Uther | Uther will kill/maim if it protects Dia
▪ No kill/capture/maim without permission.
▪ Attack in [color=#ccffff]bold #ccffff.
▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[b]OTHER/LINKS:
▪ Ask
▪ Plot Thread [WIP]
▪ Heartchart
▪ DIAry
▪ One hundred oneshots
▪ Bio
▪ #dotingauntmom | #pyresfancy
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Terrasen would probably attend, if only for boredom and information. He wasn't all that interested on the gossip of the groups, but to know the monarchy of an ally was something of an interest to the tattooed Squire.
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[size=7pt][color=white]★ - to cross an ocean - [abbr=quiet warrior, strategic, brooding, calculating, lives for the fight, introverted, neat / broad-shouldered silver tom with pine green eyes and tattoo that curls from his left eye to his left paw / difficult physically, moderate mentally]★[/abbr][/size]
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