let's play murder // open

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:420px;line-height:120%;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;font-family:verdana;]Coming forth to meet the supposed specter was the wolf, ebony snout twitching radically as it detected the smattering of crimson decorating the silver-pelted stranger. It hadn't been long since she'd been in the presence of an injured other, albeit this time it saved her some grief, for this blood-covered newcomer was unknown to her. Even so, concern swam about in twin pools of deep blue, dancing faintly with concern as willowy legs pull her slender form closer. Examining him with briefness, eyes flicking up to attempt to meet his, Kali is conflicted as she opens her slim maw to speak.

"I'm going to need your name and business with RiverClan," she murmurs the usual robotic slur, but conjuration is soon coming into play, and an assortment of herbs are at her feet. Usually she'd wait for a medical professional, but such professionals did not merely rely on a title, and she had enough herb knowledge. Besides, she didn't want a stranger to bleed out while she waited around like a fool. After business was attended to, the ivory direwolf twitches pointed auricles and tilts her head. "And what in the hell happened to you?"

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[align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]The scent of blood was the first thing that hit her nose. She crept forward cautiously, her paws coming at a halt when she felt Kali's warmth. Ron was curious, she desperately wanted to see what was going on. Her mangled face had a barely visible distortion of concern as she awaited for the blood-bathed figure to respond.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:420px;line-height:120%;text-align:justify;font-size:11px;font-family:verdana;]She finds herself smiling slightly, just the tiniest curve of her lips, upon detecting the begrudging note in his voice. Continuing to examine him, more so his wounds than anything else, she raises a nonexistent brow to match his.
"We'd be happy to," is her response, her voice just as kind as her words suggested. While the child in her yearned to question him further, she refrained, instead complying when he asked for bandages rather than cobwebs. A roll shimmered into existence, haphazardly flopping to the ground before her.

"Were you planning on staying?" She could not hide her curiosity at this point, and the same went for her slight questioning nature at his chosen ignorance. Her desire to know who (or what) had inflicted his wounds was far more personal than professional, so she supposed his lack of answer could not induce a complaint from her. Not that she would aloud, however inwardly her wondering went on.

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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 500px; color: white; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 8pt;][hr][justify]Well, Yuki was right, he was a rather handsome gentleman but he looked like he had just been in a one man war and that worried her more than his appearance. "Are you going to be okay, by the way? What.. I mean.. How did this happen? I really do wish you'd stay for a while until we can make sure you're in good traveling health." Mae said as she stared at him. No, she wasn't flirting with him, she was honestly, genuinely worried about him. With the battles happening with Shadowclan, injuries were something she was seeing a lot of and she hated that, really hated that. She didn't want to see anymore people hurt.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]james was not a fan of clans, not really, there were too many people in the same location doing the same day to day thing that drove him up a wall; they were boring and ever so predictable. everything followed a specific order, life never changed, everything was the same, boring, boring. he hadn't been here very long and yet he was finding it hard to move with the others - to do what they wanted and he was bored doing what they told him. he had debated being a loner for a while now - wandering from group to group without having to worry about forming ties that would weigh him down or cause him more grief but... but he didn't want to be alone. sure he prided himself on his independence and his inability to constantly need people but sometimes he simply did not enjoy being alone - when he was alone the hallucinations came or he find himself too far inside of his mind palace, locked in rooms that brought back pain and memories he'd rather have blocked away.

he closed his eyes as he continued to move towards the growing group - his pale heterchomic eyes shifting to look over the white fur of the bleeding newcomer. he wasn't sure why but the way the other spoke irritated him but also drew him in - it was much like his own, demanding, calculated, and cold; the other knew what he wanted and he was playing to get it.

james didn't like him, not one bit.

he moved closer to the gathering group, eyeing kali out of the corner of his eye before shifting his eyes to look over the serval form of the stranger. there was no point in looking at the stranger's face as james wouldn't be able to make it out anyway, so he simply looked over the bloody body of the fellow; his nose scrunched as he looked over the wound, not in disgust, of course, but more of an irritated air. obviously the idiot had done something to get themselves hurt but they weren't exactly sure what that something had been - he wanted to find out. he shifted past the others that were gathered around, pushing his blue scarf over his shoulder as he took a closer look at the wounds. they weren't as deep as he had assumed at first but they were not good looking by any means, he wasn't a doctor, that had been john's job, but he could tell when something looked very bad and this... this wasn't that bad. "bloody idiot." it was mumbled before he could control himself, he pulled his head away from the wounds before shifting his eyes to look blankly where he assumed benedict's eyes were. "your muscle isn't ripped, lucky thing too, if the wound had gone any deeper i'm sure you'd have permanent damage." it was somewhat cold, accusing, more or less making fun of the other.
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[spoiler=➢ a nice murder, that'll cheer you up | updated 12/23]

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GENERAL: [bio]
➢ james charles shepard | james, jem, will, q.
➢ william sherlock geoffrey james charles holmes boothroyd victorian shepard.
➢ demiboy | dmab | he/him/his/they/them.
➢ asexual | gray/demi-panromantic | monogamous.
➢ 15 months physically | 30 years mentally | 60 years spiritually.
➢ born: 1923 | ages slowly | semi-immortal | ages randomly.
➢ wanderer | warrior of riverclan | no titles | the detective, modern day sherlock, freak, consulting detective, the quartermaster, druggie.
➢ human au | voice reference.

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
➢ single | divorced | no future love interest.
➢ no romantic feelings | semi-interested.
➢ ½ of whatislove | ½ a lot of fandom ships.
➢ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
➢ james is currently a member of the victorian family.
➢ doesn't exactly understand flirting, won't initiate it.
➢ relationships are not, by any means, something james is particularly good at. he's not an easy person to get along with and tends to be a little more work than most have the patience for, he's simply chaotic and it's a struggle for anyone to want to get close to him. it's not that he doesn't try, because he does, it's just that his social skills are rather, well, nonexistent. he's simply a difficult person, whether it be in friendships or starting romantic relationships - he needs someone who can see past his personality and compliment him rather than to try and change him.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
➢ based heavily off of sherlock holmes & q & will graham; technically he is both q and sherlock but really only has certain characteristics based around will; including his illnesses and social exclusion.
➢ he has had many aliases, many identities, and many lives; he has been alive since the fifties and has taken on many identities and faked his own death many times to please his boredom. in his first life he was known as william holmes, a detective for the la pd in the 1940s. however, after having met a man named andy and falling into his chaos he found himself with angel blood and a life expectancy that seemed to go on forever. in his second life he was a man named sherlock holmes, after having shifted back into the body of his young self he managed to find acceptance into the holmes family - becoming the son of mr. and mrs. holmes and the somewhat adoptive brother of mycroft. for the longest time he fell under this identity until the need to fake his death appeared and he leaped off a building. now, during the time many believe he was detangling a mass criminal he had formed another life as geoffrey boothroyd, aka q. he worked for the english government in a special program where he became the quartermaster for the famous james bond. however, after the disappearance of bond he found himself returning to his life as sherlock before he utterly fucked it up and was shipped away [ignoring the special] and found himself falling into the life of james shepard.
➢ in his very first life as william holmes he bore witness to the brutal ax murder of his family - he was only six years old and was heavily traumatized by this, sending him into a spiral of drugs and pain as he tried to handle his mental illnesses. he spent a while in the foster program, but ran away after an extremely traumatizing experience. soon enough his ability to read people began coming to him, his advanced empathy focusing in on murderers and overall criminals. he found himself writing and solving crimes for the police until they hired him as a consulting detective for the la pd.
➢ he found himself becoming a member of the victorian family after meeting andrew, well, after andy saved him from being fatally shot by a criminal who had been hunting the detective down. soon after andy had him drink angel blood and now he's aging extremely slowly, part shadowhunter, and living more lives so that he can escape the fact that he has to watch his friends die.
➢ he has been married exactly three times - two in his first life and one in his third life, the first two ended in divorce and the third was simply because his husband went missing and was presumed dead.
➢ he was, still is, obsessed with finding the man who brutally axed his family to death and when he is not doing anything else he will drown himself in the mystery.
➢ while he is not addicted to it much anymore he still finds himself using cocaine when he's trying to think. he's been using it more and more after his banishment from england and is very much struggling.
➢ strangely curious about the body, it's not weird to find james messing around with a body. removing organs and studying them and performing experiments; he's desensitized to things like this at this point and doesn't exactly feel was weirded out or disgusted as others.
➢ james has face blindness, meaning that his brain cannot process faces and he cannot tell one person from another simply by looking at their face. it is a serious condition and he often has to listen to voices, look at fur patterns, or accessories to tell one person from another. he just cannot see faces correctly and cannot completely process or save them to memory, which, forces him to often look at more than just one's face and that is one thing that makes him such a good detective.
➢ he cannot see colors and his vision is filled only with blacks, whites, and greys - he can be considered completely color blind but not necessarily, he just sees the world without color.
➢ he works as a private detective as of now, he will solve any crime you give him but will do it for a price.

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➢ BLACK FOX [main] | health: 100%
— james is, currently, a light black fox with a ticked pattern of greys and whites over his face and back - with the tip of his tail being a bright white. james is, by no means, a very muscular fellow he is lean and compacted and built more for speed than being able to face someone head on. he's tall, taller than average for a fox, and stands just a little above other foxes and felines. he has long legs but do not mistke him for being clumsy - james holds a special type of grace that many cannot compete with, tall but graceful. he switches between wearing a blue scarf, a large grey sweater, and a pair of dog tags that read his very first name. his eyes are one of his most beautiful features - they are sectoral heterochromia, a condition that simply means the eyes are scattered and broken up with colors. while his eyes are usually a pale blue they have pieces of green in them, large sections, that can often almost seem like his eyes change from pale blue to a pale green completely.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
➢ intp | [i]the logician.
➢ mental stability: 85%
➢ mind palace stability: 47% - crumbling.
➢ skills: empathy, ability to deduct a person, lie detection.
➢ disorders: insomnia, depression, sociopathy [high-functioning].
➢ encephalitis: visual & auditory hallucinations, seizures, dissociation.
— there is no absolutely no denying that james is probably one of the most intelligent people you will ever meet. he's mind is something that is incomparable to anyone else, it's complex and often times confusing to understand for anyone who is not him. he can read anyone like they were an open book - he can tell you your whole life story simply by looking at you, it's both a joy of his and a curse. along with being able to understand things on an advanced level he often has a difficult time properly functioning within society, despite his enhanced empathy skills he doesn't fully understand people or emotions and struggles to understand why he can't feel like everyone else can. he may seem a little cold or detached when he says or does something that may hurt others emotionally or mentally but that doesn't mean he meant to do it on purpose - he can't make connections between what he says and how it affects others; making him seem blunt or cruel. he's rather childish and when he doesn't want to do something, there is no way in hell you're going to be able to make him do it - he doesn't like listening to people other than those he trusts. another fault to his intelligence is his proneness to boredom to extreme boredom - he doesn't like doing nothing and in states of peace he becomes bored, this often makes him agitated and often times a little aggressive. now, i'm not gonna lie and say he's a completely good person because he's not, he's manipulative and will take advantage of people to get what he wants using other's weaknesses to his own advantage. he is still kind and caring, however, and to those that manage to get close to him they know there is nothing james wouldn't do for them - if need be, he would kill to protect them. he doesn't seem it but he is a good man, he's got his faults but he is trying to fit into the idea of what a good guy is.

POWERS:
➢ shapeshifting | discovered - mastered.
➢ he holds no other powers and does not really need them - his mind is so advanced that it is more prized to him then any kind of powers.

INTERACTION:
➢ legendary mentally | moderate physically | some training.
➢ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
➢ attack in bold #110D0C.
➢ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
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[/spoiler]sorry for the late response! whoops

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]She murmurs her response, trying her best not to turn and glance at her clanmates with a shrug. The guy caused many questions to shimmer into existence within her, but she was not a child anymore. She'd try to keep them to herself, even the completely rational ones he refused to answer. Besides, there was his privacy, and she could respect that. "It'd be good for you, to stay and heal up," she replies absentmindedly, skillfully wrapping the bandage about his horsetail covered wound as she said so many times in her youth, albeit with cobwebs. She supposed now that conjuration was a power of hers, she'd be able to use more advanced items when healing a wound.

//ee this is rushed, sorry! but it's good to see benedict back again (^B
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0; font-family: arial; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 12px;]"It doesn't really matter how it happened," stated the adult-turned-kitten, her professional gaze washing over the male's body. The newcomer's flesh was evidently visible beneath the blood and fur, and Cora quickly moved to his side. He was much bigger than she was (that's what happens when one gets turned into a kitten!), but that didn't stop her from boldly staring up at him with a polite smile plastered on her face.

"My name is Coralie Mae; I'm the former head medic here in RiverClan and an unofficial medic assistant here in RiverClan." The words probably sounded pretty odd coming from the squeaky voice of the kitten, but they were nonetheless true. "Now please, lay down and drink this honey. While the horsetail will help on the outside of the wound, the honey will help your body soothe the infection from the inside," she explained, pushing a small bowl of honey towards the injured loner.

[spoiler]GENERAL INFORMATION
♡ Coralie Mae Curatio-Aeternum (nn. Cora)
♡ 21 moons [appear 4 moons] | ages real-time (every 6th)
♡ cisgender female | heterosexual heteroromantic
♡ created on 8/22/15

CURRENT EVENTS
♡ Coralie has been accidentially changed into the body of a four month old kitten while retaining her adult intelligence.

FACTS YOU SHOULD KNOW
♡ Coralie has only ever been trained in medicine, and therefore does not partake in warrior activities such as fighting or defending the clan. If she doesn't serve as an official medic for a clan, she surely could be considered a medic assistant.
♡ Coralie is, and will always be, a pro-clanner.

CLAN INFORMATION
♡ RiverClan member
♡ Former clans include SylvanClan, WindClan, SunClan, SolsticeClan
♡ Former positions include WindClan advisor [HP], WindClan medic [HP], SunClan medic [HP], SylvanClan medic [HP], SolsticeClan medic [HP], RiverClan head medic [HP]

APPEARANCE INFORMATION
♡ thin, solid chocolate domestic cat with yellow eyes
— blooms flowers and herbs from vines that grown on her pelt
— always wears a pearl necklace - her "signature feature"

PERSONALITY INFORMATION
♡ bossy | skeptical | religious | maternal | easily jealous
♡ introverted | worrisome | passive aggressive | short-tempered
♡ relatable | sympathetic | careful | responsible

FAMILY INFORMATION
♡ single | crushing on Iconoclast
♡ biological daughter of Seafoam x NPC
♡ adoptive daughter of Sharkattack and Bonfirestar/Bittersweet
♡ mother to Vanillapaw, Aslanskies, Woodenkit