I WON'T GIVE UP / ★ / OPEN, "M+G"

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    / post joining thread ofc, kinda lost motivation for those


    This was a pretty nice place. A little bit weird, but he thinks that he's already said that — he says it about pretty much every place that he visits or joins or... Whatever he does. Nobody had seen Marauder yet, as far as he knows. (Maybe he wasn't anywhere? Was he okay? Was he still looking for him?) The boy tries not to think like that, especially considering that he doesn't want to make himself or anyone else sad, but it goes without saying that he misses his guardian figure. Perseus tells himself that he'll find him soon, but then again, he's been saying that for a month or so now. (It's okay, it's okay, he's somewhere out there.) In an attempt to distract himself, the Child finds his attention turning back towards an old hobby of his, string held between his teeth and manipulated with nimble paws. He ties knot after knot in the string until his paws are numb and aching, and only after what feels like hours does he stop and go over his work. There aren't many mistakes anymore, with how long he had been practicing, and the clouded leopard is even smile as he looks over the pile of friendship bracelets nearby.


    Like he had done in both ShadowClan and SunClan, Perc stretches and kneads his paws into the ground, glancing around for anyone nearby. "Does anyone want a friendship bracelet? You gotta do a few things first, though." It became a bit of a tradition with him, handing out these bracelets whenever he was staying. (Marauder's not here this time, and that makes him nervous in a way he doesn't like. It will be okay.)
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  • /don't worry, I lose muse for joining threads, too XD


    If only she could have the same hope about the odds of any of her friends returning.


    The small feline had been training in one of the caves, attacking another stack of rocks as if that would somehow make her strong enough to take on anyone that came by, when she overheard one of the new members- Perseus, if she recalled correctly- offering friendship bracelets. Why he thought they wanted friendship bracelets, when Dylan was gone and possibly (most likely, actually, knowing the gods) dead, was a mystery; unless he hadn't heard about it, but she doubted that could be true.


    "It's not like slamming your paws into stones is any more useful."


    The voice's near-constant presence was beginning to grate on her, but as usual (sadly), they were right. With a heavy sigh, followed by a small wince, she emerged from the cave and walked over to the leopard cub, eyes narrowed slightly. "Arabella and Felicita would probably like some," she commented, whiskers twitching. Then again, maybe... oh, she couldn't believe she was actually doing this, whether she was trying to keep the kid around or not. Stifling a cough, she asked, "What exactly are the tasks? I might do some while I'm out."


    [spoiler=tags (12/18/16) (warning, long)]
    • Seija Kijin
    • Historian (ex-Kaiser) of LithiumClan, currently has a dual-membership in BlizzardClan
    • female
    • Xeryus (now aware of, acknowledged) x NPC
    • nineteen months old (ages real-time on the 11th of each month)
    • created 8/20/15, first posted with on 8/27/15 (active for over a year)
    • small, scrawny bicolor domestic cat, with green eyes
    • two short horns on top of head
    • four small, faint scars on each cheek
    • currently recovering from a fall that resulted in a concussion and fractured ribs, along with multiple cuts on each front leg
    • no other bodies
    • overall current physical health: 60%, decreasing slowly due to wear-and-tear
    • suffering from bipolar 1: currently in a manic-depressive state
    • frequently suffers from hallucinations and delusions
    • overall current mental health: 40%, decreasing rapidly due to a combination of past traumas, LithiumClan's state of affairs, a massive guilt complex, and more
    • powers:
    • telepathy (50% mastered)
    • gravity manipulation (roughly 25% mastered)
    • battle tags:
    • physically medium-easy: can dish out little damage, can withstand some damage, has little combat experience and difficulty dodging in close quarters
    • mentally difficult: can't be easily possessed or hypnotized- can however be susceptible to telepathic attacks involving the projection of hallucinations
    • attack in bold #690404
    • no kill and/or major injury without permission, ask for capture via PM
    • non-offensive actions may be powerplayed
    • single
    • in love with the now-missing Peregrine, currently attempting to find her
    attempts at romance will likely trigger drama and angst; try at your own risk
    • other:
    • PM Verdigris to plot
    • named after, and somewhat inspired by, the Touhou 14 character

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    — as she heard her name being said, the girl trot over with a curious expression graced on her features. she looked over, seeing the friendship bracelets, before listening to what the boy had been saying. " i'm not gonna do anything if it's something dumb!! " felicita would say, scrunching her nose up a little bit. if they were simple, doable tasks, she might take him up on it, though. but honestly, she didn't want them too much. arabella would probably be more into it.



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    [size=8]GENERAL:
    ▪ Felicita | Female
    ▪ Heteroromantic Heterosexual | Polygamous | She/Her Pronouns
    ▪ 4 moons | Ages whenever | Born June 18th; Gemini
    ▪ Member of Lithiumclan


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ▪ Single | No Crushes
    ▪ Easy to befriend, hard to trust completely | Independent
    ▪ NPC x NPC


    RECENT EVENTS:
    ▪ Joined Lithiumclan.


    IMPORTANT FACTS:
    ▪ Speaks Italian
    ▪ Practices fighting with knives
    ▪ Messy
    ▪ Tiny lady


    PHYSICAL:
    ★ DOMESTIC FELINE [birth/main] | health: 100% | ref
    — An orange colored cat with bright green eyes. She also has black bows on her ears.
    [i]major injuries: none
    [i]minor injuries: none


    PERSONALITY:
    headstrong | independent | slightly naive
    strict | determined | easily embarrassed
    dreamer


    INTERACTION:
    ▪ No powers | Easy
    ▪ Attack in #fe9554
    ▪ Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

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    It wasn't really hope, necessarily. While he feels like Marauder won't want him back, deep down he knows that he does. And even if he doesn't show up ever again, he knows that Marauder still wants to be with him. Can't other people think like that, too? It's not naivety, really. He's just trying to make the most of what he has, and it's not much, in the long run. He really only knows two people: Marauder and Bat. The others had been nice to him, but he didn't really know them. Maybe he could start, now. The clouded leopard finds himself giggling at the first two people that approach, because they immediately jumped to what Marauder hat thought, too. The whole "I'm not gonna do it" thing, at least with Felicita. (He missed the caracal a lot, clearly.) "You're gonna get one too," he insists, looking at the pile with a bright grin. As it was habit now, the small feline pushes them all into a neat line in front of him. "You don't have to do anything weird, I promise. Just tell me your name and your favorite thing in the world." And because he can't give himself a bracelet and might as well set an example instead, he raises a pale paw towards his own chest.


    "I'm Perseus an' people call me Perc or Percy. My favorite thing is..." The child pauses and frowns, because he doesn't really know what he likes anymore. He likes it when Marauder would read to him, and the warmth of his jacket. He liked when Bat turned gold, and he liked trees. But those weren't very impressive facts, after all. "I like reading," the boy says, even if he himself can't understand more than a handful of words. That sound a bit better than all of those other things, even if it's not his favorite favorite. "Now it's your turn! Then say what colors you want."
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  • He seemed to find her reluctant behavior amusing... probably because he didn't know why. It was just two questions, though, which was easy enough- except for trying to think of her favorite thing in the world. That was difficult, honestly; she didn't really like any foods in particular, nor did she have any major hobbies other than record-writing (and even then, that was more of a chore).


    After a moment, though, she gave a small sigh. "I'm Seija," she stated, twitching her whiskers. "And my favorite thing in the world is... well, seeing my friends happy. Don't get to see it often, though." In truth, when the other residents were content, she would usually be okay- but they were rarely at peace, and for good reason. Now that the gods had all but declared war on them, she had to wonder if LithiumClan would ever recover, if any of the members would ever experience honest-to-devils contentment ever again.


    Setting that aside, she shook her head. "Ah, I'll take... white and green, I guess." Simple colors, that hopefully wouldn't stick out like a sore thumb.


    [spoiler=tags (12/18/16) (warning, long)]
    • Seija Kijin
    • Historian (ex-Kaiser) of LithiumClan, currently has a dual-membership in BlizzardClan
    • female
    • Xeryus (now aware of, acknowledged) x NPC
    • nineteen months old (ages real-time on the 11th of each month)
    • created 8/20/15, first posted with on 8/27/15 (active for over a year)
    • small, scrawny bicolor domestic cat, with green eyes
    • two short horns on top of head
    • four small, faint scars on each cheek
    • currently recovering from a fall that resulted in a concussion and fractured ribs, along with multiple cuts on each front leg
    • no other bodies
    • overall current physical health: 60%, decreasing slowly due to wear-and-tear
    • suffering from bipolar 1: currently in a manic-depressive state
    • frequently suffers from hallucinations and delusions
    • overall current mental health: 40%, decreasing rapidly due to a combination of past traumas, LithiumClan's state of affairs, a massive guilt complex, and more
    • powers:
    • telepathy (50% mastered)
    • gravity manipulation (roughly 25% mastered)
    • battle tags:
    • physically medium-easy: can dish out little damage, can withstand some damage, has little combat experience and difficulty dodging in close quarters
    • mentally difficult: can't be easily possessed or hypnotized- can however be susceptible to telepathic attacks involving the projection of hallucinations
    • attack in bold #690404
    • no kill and/or major injury without permission, ask for capture via PM
    • non-offensive actions may be powerplayed
    • single
    • in love with the now-missing Peregrine, currently attempting to find her
    attempts at romance will likely trigger drama and angst; try at your own risk
    • other:
    • PM Verdigris to plot
    • named after, and somewhat inspired by, the Touhou 14 character

    [/spoiler]

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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:200px; text-align: center; margin-left: -25px;][size=7pt]Have you and I been sleepwalking way too long
    Won't someone pour ice water on me
    It only matters if we care now
    If you're way beyond that
    Then I'm gonna dust you off of my shoulders
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    James wanted one, so he came over and took a moment to gather his thoughts. "[color=skyblue]Okay, well, I'm James, but you guys can call me Jim if you prefer. As for my favorite thing? I like exploring, and going where no one has gone before,
    " he said with a grin.
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