HARDEST OF HEARTS & WEEKLY TASKS [ 06 - 13 ]

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;][size=8][font=verdana]Ah, was it...all right for him to hold these? He believed that it was within his jurisdiction to hold such things as weekly tasks, and he also didn't think anyone else had asked to hold them. It had been quite a while since the last weekly tasks, and interest shown by other members to host them had been subsiding. Still, he didn't feel as comfortable as he would have had he asked first.


    "A - ah..." the alabaster feline trailed off to take in a shallow breath. "If - if you would like a weekly task, please gather - gather here."[/fancypost]
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    MY FAVORITE WAY TO DIE ——— ･ﾟ★ ☾ 31/DEC

    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]the dragon landed with a little 'plop' on her rump in front of Euphemia, a grin on her face.


    "gimmie."
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    [size=6pt][abbr=spaceparty . colouredclan & the cartel . member & dealer of the drug division . non-binary . very large dark, smoky black dragon with a semi-fiery pelt, has self-inflicted scars on forearms . intp - chaotic neutral . drug user - usually high or tripping on something . known as putridsmoke when dealing to anyone, also a white domestic feline with yellow eyes . ]information[/abbr] - powers - [abbr=difficulty: extreme . no capture, no kill, no maim . can powerplay non-violent actions, such as hugs . pm for plots .]battle tags[/abbr][/size]

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    "Fine, fine, Euphemia, make it good," he commented as he teleported over. He thought people had dropped these things, but he was glad they'd been picked up again 'cause he'd been having a feeling he have to be the one to do it and that...usually didn't go well. It was no secret his weekly tasks were rubbish and bullsh.t whenever he stood in the center of camp to hand them out. This time around, Fright hoped he'd get something really exciting!


    character tags/info — updated 01/02

    character tags/info — updated 01/02

    character tags/info — updated 01/02

    [align=center][font=georgia][size=30pt]YURI MUZIKANT[/size]
    information ★[abbr=address with name in #a94c80, lucidreverie x charcoal, no mate/crush, offspring (full list of offspring on bio): damiano muzikant] interaction[/abbr] ★ [abbr=telepathy, ability to glow (eyes glow a bright light pick color when angry or when experiencing an intense emotion. he goes 'berserk' and into a fit of uncontrollable fury and rage or intensely tries to accomplish a goal/motive), manipulation of scents, invisibility, shape shifting (bodies are under 'BODIES' category), project and manipulate emotions, the sight, absorbing spirits to gain 9 lives (3/9), conjuration, teleportation, sound wave manipulation, super senses, elemental powers, telekinesis, ability to grow] powers [/abbr]★ [abbr=FORM #1: birth body; Turkish angora domestic feline; cream tomcat with dark black tabby markings and vibrant fuchsia colored eyes; fuchsia and black butterfly wings . reference in mobile tags below . FORM #2: bipedal & mutated angora domestic feline; long, plush, & jagged pelt; light purple-grey tom with darker purple stripes; white tipped ears, forepaws, tail, & white muzzle marking; has dark pink eyebrows; vibrant fuchsia colored eyes; walks upright on two legs most of the time but moves on four legs when acting quickly; mutated with the ability to grow & stands 4 feet/122 centimeters tall when standing upright; mutated to have opposable thumbs & skeletal structure that allows humanoid-like movement & appearance; reference in mobile tags below~]bodies/forms [/abbr] ★ #fusionbtch


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    mobile tags

    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-family:arial black;font-size:11pt;color:white;][/fancypost]-------------------------------------------------------------------[Center][fancypost borderwidth=0pt; width: 400px;][justify][size=9pt][font=Arial]"I'll take a task," Derrick said as he came over.
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    TAGS - updated 01/01


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    POWERS:
    ★ multiple possession - discovered - mastered
    ★ scent manip - discovered - mastered
    ★ flavor manip - discovered
    ★ conjuration - discovered - mastered
    ★ flower prints - discovered
    ★ water elemental - discovered
    ★ aura sensing - discovered - mastered
    ★ air elemental - undiscovered
    ★ molecular manip - undiscovered
    ★ invisibility - undiscovered


    RELATIONSHIPS:
    ★ sigil xx zero
    ★ brother to venta daremo and john 'soap' mactavish
    ★ mentor to n/a
    ★ single | no crush | no 'maybe' crushes
    ★ father to aleksandr D.X.M.S.


    TOP FIVE SONGS:
    ★ digital daggers - still here
    ★ crywolf - never be like you
    ★ lund - broken
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    ★


    INTERACTION:
    ★ random bursts of anger | easy to make friends with
    ★ physically hard | mentally very easy
    ★ starts fights/will not back down
    ★ attack in [color=#ffd1dc]#ffd1dc
    ★ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions[/size]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]The sickly male made his way over, snorting at the crowd that was already forming. "Task, please." The beast rumbled as he stared at Euphemia. He better get something good, else he'll be pissed.. Maybe.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; margin-top: -12px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=8][i]his voice means to deceive you, my voice just wants to lead you...[/fancypost]
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    "Hit me up, Euph." Gideon barked, halting a little ways off from his comrades. His tail was wagging, a good sign that, for once, he was a bit eager for work.
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    info | updated 01/01/2017

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:400px; margin-left:-17px; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom:8px; font-size:20px; color: #8f6b9b; font-family:raleway; text-align:left; text-transform:uppercase;]DAMIANO MUZIKANT ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯[/fancypost]
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    [spoiler=♢ — updated 1/4][size=7pt]general. [biography] [thread hub]
    ♢ damiano muzikant sixx puppeteer norwood
    ♢ dami [dah-me] | cismale
    ♢ 8 months | 8 months mentally/spiritually | ages real time
    ♢ bisexual autoromantic | he/him pronouns
    ♢ colouredclan bodyguard | no titles


    important facts/events.
    ♢ hates getting dirty
    ♢ afraid of snakes
    ♢ has a british accent
    ♢ goes crazy without his mirror
    ♢ has a fear of being forgotten
    ♢ 'future leader' of colouredclan
    ♢ promoted to bodyguard (12/10)


    physical. [reference]
    ★ DOMESTIC FELINE [birth & main] | health: 100%
    — a light purple turkish angora with a pair of violet eyes. his pelt is long and well groomed, while his body is well-built. matching his almond-shaped eyes, are dark purple stripes and patterns that embellish his coat and fluffy tail. and oddly enough, only one side of his face is covered by these stripes while the other is not. he is also a bit undersized as he is shorter than most males. growing out of his back, are a pair of beautiful peach-hued butterfly wings that are outlined by a black-purple color.
    ♢ gold crown adorned with a single butterfly-shaped ruby
    ♢ gold necklace with a star charm attached to it (from euphemia)
    ♢ burgundy satchel holding his gold hand mirror
    [injuries] n/a


    relationships. [heart chart]
    ♢ single | crushing on no one
    ♢ ½ of ______
    ♢ yuri muzikant x npc
    ♢ mentor: yuri muzikant


    personality.
    ♢ narcissistic | sarcastic | childish | pompous | stubborn
    ♢ blunt | rigorous | insensitive | ambitious | competitive
    ♢ impatient | pessimistic | dramatic | insecure | neat | dense
    ♢ envious | selfish | emotional | prideful | devoted | overconfident


    powers.
    ♢ conjuration [discovered] [mastered]
    ♢ teleportation [discovered] [mastered]
    ♢ telekinesis [discovered] [unmastered]
    ♢ shapeshifting [undiscovered]


    interaction/confrontation.
    ♢ closed to capture, torture, and death
    ♢ easy mentally | medium physically
    ♢ attack in bold #8f6b9b or risk being ignored
    ♢ can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions

    [justify][fancypost borderwidth= 0px; font-size:11px]weekly task. that was the second time that the kitten had witnessed the word. the first time, frightfur or yuri or lucien (he couldn't remember who had explained it) had told him what it meant. now that the kitten was starting to understand more of the vocabulary, he was able to scramble over and waved with his tail in a frantic manner to signal that he'd like to have one.

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    What was a weekly task? Maxim would turn to an NPC and ask, and as they explained it to him, it kinda made sense to the male. Turning his gaze towards whoever had called and alerted everyone of the weekly tasks, Gods, who was it up there? Euphemia. The name clicked in his mind and he hummed softly once to himself, right, they had been there at his river mishap, or his joining, as some saw it. Moving forwards, the canine would sit himself down beside Spaceparty. Would he take a weekly task? Probably, it would help him break the ice with his new clanmates. Swallowing, the male would open his jaw and speak.


    "I'll take one."
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    info — updated 01/05

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;text-transform:lowercase;][size=8][font=verdana]a fair few...ah, it's a relief to him that there's still interest in receiving weekly tasks. some of the responses to his call serve to set him a little on edge - make it good, for instance, makes him worry that nothing he thinks of will be good enough. then there's yuri, who seems to be rather aggravated, and damiano, who is understandably sullen. ah, euphemia really wishes things would be stop being so awkward between them. he drums his claws nervously on the ground for a moment before letting a bright smile grace his maw to boost his confidence, subsequently speaking up to start getting the tasks distributed. "Spaceparty, could you, ah, hold a bonfire? fr - frightfur, throw a surprise party for someone. a - ah, alright, yuri. could you teach people how to mix...to mix drinks?" he has heard of "mixing drinks" before during weekly tasks. he thinks it's a thing to do with alcohol, but alcohol is not his forte. he has been informed that it's...an adult thing, and he doesn't like what it does to people anyway.


    "derrick, could you, um, hold a water - a water fight? vol, how - how about you give a gift t - to someone you care about? And, ah, gid, host a challenging hunting patrol!" he thinks about offering a weak wave to damiano but his paw never lifts and he simply delivers the weekly task to him before moving promptly on. "damiano, play a prank on a clanmate. a - a harmless one." now that he thinks about it, this does sound a little dangerous.


    immortalfallacy...he picks up on the fact that the kit does want a task and nods his understanding, deciding to try signing in order to communicate with the kit, in hopes that he will understand his gestures and facial expressions. immo, perhaps pick some flowers and give them to someone? he signs, glancing at him to confirm that he has understood. and the last individual to arrive is maxim, and he offers a polite wave to the amnesiac. "A - ah, maxim, perhaps you could...draw something?" [/fancypost]
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    INFORMATION ——— ･ﾟ★ ☾ 31/DEC

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    "Oh," breathed the kitsune when she paused beside the group. Hey, it had been a while since she had done one of these, right? She hardly had the time, but she always asked for one anyway. Probably not the best idea, but no one said she had a limit or anything. And there was no penalty here. With a small smile, she yipped, "I'll take one, I guess," before falling silent and waiting her turn.


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    info — updated 10/30/16

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:425px;text-align:justify;font-size:7pt]"i want one." laramie would bark as he approached. clean. simple. straight to the point.


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    [spoiler=tags (updated 05 / 01 / 2017)]
    [size=7pt]GENERAL:
    laramie chase pairati matsuhina fazbear xerxes
    • nickname: lars
    cisgender female, questioning — she / her — unknown sexuality — the sanctuary — dual alliance with coloredclan — cub —
    5 moons — ages every 100 posts


    PHYSICAL:
    wolf x lion hybrid
    lars appears, at first, to look more lion than wolf, but upon closer inspection it can be viewed that her limbs and build are thinner than average, and with a longer, pointed muzzle, which is more resembling of a wolf, however lars still has the classic lion tail. she has light, dirty strawberry blonde fur and faded white paws.
    • injuries: none
    • status: healthy
    • physical health: 100%


    PERSONALITY:
    lars is, on the outside, obnoxious. she's rude, loud, and constantly tries to act cooler than she is. of course, like most, lars has some very deep-seated self esteem issues, about his gender identity, thinking no one likes her, ect, ect. taking this out on other people, lars is into making jokes at other's expense, and pushes away anyone who is nice to him.


    OTHER:
    is a great cook — doesn’t like fries — plays a lot of video games — enjoys watching, but not participating in fights.
    • attack in LIGHTSALMON BOLD
    • very easy physically — very easy mentally
    • powers: none yet

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; height: auto; margin-top: -10px;][justify][font=arial][size=9pt]Give a gift to someone he cared about? Volatile felt his fur fluff up and smiled nervously. "Got it.." He murmured before whipping around and walking away, trying to think of something for one of his friends.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; margin-top: -12px;][align=center][font=georgia][size=8][i]his voice means to deceive you, my voice just wants to lead you...[/fancypost]
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    info — updated 12/12

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    Daichi | Male | Warrior | ColouredClan | Well-intentioned | Dependable

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    ˌkän(t)SHēˈen(t)SHəs/
    adjective
    1. (of a person) wishing to do what is right, especially to do one's work or duty well and thoroughly.[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=px; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: 3px inset orange; border-left: 3px outset orange; border-bottom: 3px inset orange; border-right: 3px outset orange; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman]The Kai Ken made his way over, offering Euphemia a wide grin despite the growing pain in the back of his skull. There was no reason to worry anyone by alluding to his near-constant headaches. "I'll take one. I've got nothing better to do." It was a good thing he was a werewolf and could stand a few days without sleep while still functioning perfectly normally, or otherwise he'd be in trouble.
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    "I'll take one," uttered the black seal point quietly as he stepped over to the massive crowd, heart pounding erratically at the large amount of creatures in one place. Nefariouskit made sure to stay to the edges of the group, not bothering to move in too close.
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    tags (updated 12/21)

    tags (updated 12/21)

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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;text-transform:lowercase;][size=8][font=verdana]in a rushed post, euphemia's gaze drifts to each speaker in turn to give them a task. "a - ah, mid, do some - some sort of science experiment. l - lars, can you, ah, host a storytelling session? daichi, maybe try planting - planting some fruit trees? nefariouskit, a - ah, hold a bonfire. a - and avenue, hold any sort of - any sort of class you would like."[/fancypost]
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    INFORMATION ——— ･ﾟ✦ ☾ °. 31/DEC

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    Daichi | Male | Warrior | ColouredClan | Well-intentioned | Dependable

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    ˌkän(t)SHēˈen(t)SHəs/
    adjective
    1. (of a person) wishing to do what is right, especially to do one's work or duty well and thoroughly.[/fancypost]    		 [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=px; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; height: 200px; border-top: 3px inset orange; border-left: 3px outset orange; border-bottom: 3px inset orange; border-right: 3px outset orange; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman]Trees? Sounds fun, thought the canine, tail wagging slightly. "Alright." With that, he walked off, thinking of where he'd get some fruit tree saplings or seeds. Maybe he could conjure them? He hadn't used his conjuration at all except for a couple times in his life when he'd forgotten a volleyball at home, so it might not work, but it was worth a try.
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    info (1-5-17)

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    Her ears perked up. "Science?" she asked. Oh, this was... unique, but hey, it could be fun!
    She just had to find something sciencey enough. And not one of those rocket or volcano experiments- everyone did those. Well, to be honest, she'd probably end up doing something mainstream anyways, as long as the chemical reactions were exciting enough for her. Giving a brisk nod and an eager smile, she yipped, "Alright, I guess!"


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px; margin-top:-10px;][hr][hr][/fancypost][align=center][size=6pt]▲ polaroid


    info — updated 10/30/16