GRAVITY'S JUST A HABIT, THAT YOU REALLY SHOULD BUT CAN'T BREAK - joiner

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    You see, the mild behemoth could see emotions. Not sense them. Not interpret them, from a number of complex tip-offs. Their blues and glitter and veils of green wafted around the mortal - or consciousness, because emortals had these too. He knew that he saw that. And he knew that was unusual. So, therefore, knowing emotions was something special, so he must have collided with the earth for such a reason. He, as a star, was sent to help them. He would glow when he slept, he knew also, and couldn't tell a lie. Knowingly or not. But he was here, he knew it, to spread some joy.


    Logically, that meant locating some recipients. He couldn't spread joy without encounters. The more creatures, the better. The vague wisps and tendrils of particularly strong emotions beckons to him, and he followed. It took a while. He got a little hungry, but discouraged himself from detouring. He wasn't here for himself. He needed to help others first. Finally his innate sense drew him near where a general glow permeated the air. There were a lot of people here, yes. And there were a lot of people with sadness and fear and anger and the horrible bruising in their colours. Here was a good start.


    He wasn't really sure how to approach them. So, he plonked his but upon the ground, ready to wait. Stars were great at waiting, he decided. He couldn't really remember much of being a star, but that would be because it was irrelevant. No significance to his mission. He could wait. As long as was needed. Yep, that was what he'd do. He wait here patiently and-


    The juvenile elephant lay curled, snoring, bathed in an unearthly silver glow.


    summary: literal star. Elephant can see emotions and glows when asleep and can't lie. Asleep on border and glowing (which isn't really a normal trait). Male, btw.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]well, isnt that a sight to behold. when winter first comes across the illuminated being, she tenses as her mind screams "GRIMM". but this is not that. her heart flutters in her chest none the less though, and her eyes narrow as she moves closer. elephant, definitely and... male. that wont sit right with a lot of people, she's certain of that, but she personally has no opinion on the subject. "hello?" she calls, coming to a stop before the slumbering animal, "can you hear me, or are the size of your ears misleading?"
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    ★ winter schnee | "win" "winnie" | female [she/her]
    ★ npc x npc(?) | oldest out of three children
    ★ pansexual | ½ of snowbird [qrow x winter]
    ★ twenty months | ages at roleplayer's discretion
    ★ radicalclan


    PHYSICAL THIS FEELING THAT I HAVE
    ★ SIBERIAN HUSKY [main/birth] | HEALTH: 100%
    — lanky, feminine, pure bred alabaster/silver siberian husky with piercing blue eyes. growth mutation causes her to have bangs, which falls toward the right side of her face, and leaves a small curled lock of hair that reaches just below her chin. holds herself in a regal manner. adorns a dark blue ascot.
    — injuries: none.


    PERSONALITY IS OVERTAKING ME AND NOW I CAN'T BREATHE
    ISFJ | Contralto of Danger | Lady of War
    — reserved, "bold", regal, aloof, strict, vengeful, elegant
    — aggressive, determined, focused, dignified, lonely, scared
    — attempts to keep herself composed, but certain behavior of certain people (*koff*[i]qrow    *koff koff*) can push her buttons. does not take failure gracefully, a "sore loser". cross her and she will * you up. not afraid to be a total *. workaholic. lawful neutral.


    CONFRONTATION SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE
    ★ attack in SILVER | physically extreme | mentally extreme
    ★ underwent harsh training | taken up the task of mentoring weiss
    ★ ridiculously durable | rarely shows mercy
    ★ will only back down if told by a high-ranking position to do so
    ★ no maim/kill | pm for capture | pm for plots/threads
    ★ violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    — powers water/wind elementals, super speed/strength, emotion manipulation

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    "Oh, uh, hello. I can hear you, uh, yes. Hi. My ears aren't misleading. I think. "


    Well, he hadn't choked on his words before they left his mouth, so now he knew it for certain. His ears were not misleading in their size. So, who was this?


    "Hello, uh, is this your home around here? I can see there are, uh, people. Lots. Do you know them. What's your name?"
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    /hey teayl! sorry i couldnt get to this sooner </3


    An elephant? The stocky feline's brows shot up as she approached, and her muscles were tensed. There was an air of wariness to her, because while this creature was clearly a child, he was a boy and he was dangerous by virtue of his size. What the hell was an elephant even doing here, anyway? Didn't they live in big herds? And where were his parents? She really didn't want to have to deal with a useless little child like him, especially when he could potentially pose a great threat once he grew older.


    "This is Radicalclan's territory," she told him coolly upon coming to a halt, assessing him through watchful blue eyes. "You're young. Where're your parents? What're you doing out here?"


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