SOULS LOST IN REVELRY [★] O, TEETHING

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]they lick at their upper teeth, a dull pain resonating in their mouth. it hurts, the sensation of little canines prodding out of their cherry pink gums, setting in with plans to grow as they age. it hurts, and the child gnaws at their arm, subconsciously wishing to wear down the teeth that rest in their mouth. it isnt too long until their limb begins to burn, and so they quit. a low huff escaping them, the child looks around for something else to chew on, something that wont hurt them. they settle on a moldering staircase thats attached to some desolate house. the wood that the stairs have been crafted out of are much softer than it should be, an effect from the fungus that claims it. they dont know a thing about mold, however, so it doesnt mean anything to them. the child sinks their teeth into the side of the staircase, canines cautiously grazing the surface.
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    technopup | "tech" | nonbinary [they/him]
    npc x npc(?) | pm to adopt
    cant speak, learning from interaction
    unconfirmed sexuality
    one month | aged real-time
    windclan


    PHYSICAL CAUSE NO ONE EVER SEEMS TO STAY
    GOLDEN RETRIEVER [main/birth] | HEALTH: 87%
    — short and scrawny blond puppy with pale, baby blue eyes [will change to a deep brown when grown]. a tight, rugged dull green collar wrapped around neck.
    injuries: bruises here and there.


    PERSONALITY I STARTED OUT WITH A CROWD
    MBTI TYPE | TROPE HERE
    — impressionable; note that personality is going to be started from scratch, and will be based upon interactions/how they are raised.


    CONFRONTATION SHOULDER TO SHOULDER WE STOOD SO PROUD
    attack in #8FBC8F | physically super easy | mentally super easy
    no mentor, open
    no combat experience | has no idea what to do
    no maim/kill | pm for capture | pm for plots/threads
    violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    [i] — powers
    flowerprints, earth manipulation

    The post was edited 1 time, last by TECHNOPUP ().

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    Vader had recently had to replace articles of his suit- two pairs of gloves, one side of his robe. The cape was in need of a washing, but it was too big of a piece of fabric just to [i]replace.[/i] He figured, the leather and cloth was better for him to teeth on.




    So he brought the ripped wool and the punctured leather with him, and settled down next to the pup, offering it to him. [b]"come here, little one. Try these."




    // All I could imagine was the pup gnawing on Vader's helmet and Vader's just dealing with it cause techno is a baby
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  • [font=courier]I AM ONE WITH THE FORCE. THE FORCE IS WITH ME.

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    [COLOR=BLACK][FONT=COURIER]I AM ONE WITH THE FORCE. THE FORCE IS WITH ME.[align=center]
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    general:
    rey | f | heterosexual
    darkclan | officer | 18 moons - ages on 20th | 24 in human aus


    physical:
    ☆ small red coywolf with orange eyes, carries a staff
    ☆ voice claim is daisy ridley


    injuries & scars:
    ☆ a few small ones from various accidents and scraps


    mental health:
    ☆ stable atm


    personality:
    ☆ intelligent, feisty, opinionated, confident, respectful


    relationships:
    ☆ single; crushing on no one.
    ☆ first gen


    other:
    ☆ playlist
    ☆ hard mentally and physically
    ☆ telekinesis and telepathy

  • [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:370px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:line-height:105%; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-2/cur192.cur"), auto;]Her memories of teething were rather bland. She had been living in a luxurious human home that had everything prepared for the situation for her sore gums and aching teeth so she couldn't exactly remember what had been used since it had been some human material. The athletic short figure of San walked down her cabin, her dagger necklace and earrings softly bouncing and turning due to the cool icy winter breeze that swooped through the village. Going to a halt beside Rey and Vader, the lithe chestnut female smiled lightly as she watched in faint amusement with Technopup attempting to ease the pain It was slightly worrisome because of the fungus but Vader seemed to offer a better option so she simply greeted "Hello, Technopup. Teething, huh?" She tipped her speckled head to the side, hoping the child would accept the wool.
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    sanctifiedtaboo mononoke-hayate
    reincarnation of wednesday hayate
    daughter of wingstar & fireflyspark
    prefers to be called simply "san"
    female | 11 months | D.O.B: sep 01
    taken | dating cherviltea | pansexual aromantic
    savannah feline ( ref I & ref II & ref III )
    regular member
    ages one month = every 300 post milestone
    based off san from princess mononoke & motoko kusanagi


    RECENT EVENTS —
    is slowly becoming more harsh (mild depression)
    will tend to snap at others or act uncaring due to this


    CONFRONTATION —
    health condition: 100%
    extreme physical difficulty
    hard mental difficulty
    attack in BOLDED LIMEGREEN
    no killing nor capturing without given permission
    can powerplay peaceful actions if needed


    POWERS —
    teleportation power (mastered)
    ability to take away pain (mastered)
    manipulation of molecules (untrained)
    shape-shifting (mastered)
    flower prints (mastered)
    telekinesis (mastered)
    invisibility (mastered)
    fire elemental pelt (lights up when adrenaline kicks in)
    fire power control (mastered)
    conjurations (semi-trained + a spear or dagger)
    eye color manipulation (eyes turn dark stormy blue when stressed)


    APPEARANCE —
    slender - agile - swift - stealthy - short - lithe - nimble
    san is an undersized beautiful athletic streamlined agile cinnamon/coffee brown dappled savannah feline with vibrant mint ivy green colored eyes (mostly noticed as smoldering or glaring) that tend to appear lighter or darker (depending on the light source). the only scars she holds are jagged claw marks on her hips which somehow never fade away. she has tribal "warpaint" markings that are scarlet red and are based on the character "san mononoke". the accessories that can usually be seen on san are the following: a dagger necklace that cherviltea gave her, two dark blue armbands on her front legs, a wolf teeth necklace (only during special events), and war mask (only to battles) along with thin oval-shaped white earrings on her dark chocolate colored brown ears along with a light salmon pink nose. her fur is rather semi-short and glossy although it tends to grow semi-long around her tail-tip and chest causing a slightly bushy appearance. san's usual stance is one of tense and rigidness when she is around unfamiliar faces although it tends to loosen up when she recognizes or knows the people that are around.


    PERSONALITY —
    conflicted - independent - instinctive - courageous - fierce - honest
    san's personality is known to be mainly one that is considered very "intense" and even "powerful" due to her sharp "wild" manners of acting. she is considered to be very blunt and honest with her answers, not enjoying wasting her breath on excuses or long drabbles (however, does so mentally). the most notable personality trait that san has is her inner turmoil/confliction with herself which causes her to argue with her choices due to having the ability to think of both sides of an argument which causes her to become elastic with thoughts and giving her the capability to bounce back easier from trauma although it always lingers due to her self-doubt. this can lead to her becoming hesitant with her choices and uneasy for she will never truly be pleased with the choices she makes for herself. san has a fiery attitude although only when pushed to it (which tends to be quick due to her short patience). san is usually seen as the brooding type that does not seem to trust anyone who she has not been with for a long time, her actions always carrying mutual respect which can either be lifted to the likeness or lowered to hatred. san is incredibly determined which causes her to become almost pig-headed and stubborn, believing her way is always right, however, after giving good advice, san will tend to straighten her actions to a better way of acting. san believes she can do anything by herself, adding to her stubbornness which causes her to not excel at being a team-player. due to past events in her life, san holds big trust issues and doesn't really believe anyone unless they have "won" her trust through acts of honest care, friendship, etc. she tends to also become paranoid, believing the world is out to get her. however, san is very loving when actually growing close with someone and is very loyal to who she loves, believing they are worth more than she is. this can lead to her becoming sacrificial since san actually does not have a fear of death and does not mind dying for those she loves. san also has a secret side to her rough sharp exterior which is rarely seen but is actually a very excitable eccentric girl who can become very lively if she is with the people that she has grown close to and tends to get easily flustered by comments.


    FACTS —
    > holds a massive love for nature (especially forests)
    > believes flowers should remain on the ground - not as gifts
    > flower print power is only cacti & succulents
    > elemental flames are always pure red
    > uses a carved bow (given by happypaw) for special hunts
    > when in deep thought, left ear twitches uncontrollably
    > attempts to be intimidating due to her undersized stature
    > believes in nature-based myths & legends
    > does not hesitate to kill (depends on current emotions)
    > hates anything human-related
    > enjoys all the seasons / does not hold a preference

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    So Neo had just joined, and was an undercover (though undisguised since no one really knew who she was) enemy plotting to come up with ideas to create destruction and drama in the clan. Learning about all the people who lived here was a necessary part of that process, as mundane was it was. Neo arrived, only recognizing San as she had been there to welcome her when she arrived on their border, but her focus was on the giant ass robot lion. It certainly wasint something Neo would have expected to see. He looked seriously out of place, and something told the Champaign colored fox that he was here for another reason much like herself. Her mismatch colored gaze flickered away from Vader finally to look at the topic at hand; the child biting away at a stair case. Kids where not something Neo cared about in the slightest, and often found them annoying, so she wasint particular interested in what was going on. Her expression suddenly became dull and bored, flicking an ear as she watched the others.
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