OPEN, CANDY FOR THE TOTS // would you still love me

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0; font-size:14px; text-align: justify; width: 420px; height: auto; margin-top: -6px; color: #C4DDDA;][sub]Al tiredly slipped into camp around late afternoon. His trip around the clans to hand off a fe gift baskets was finally over. His nub was feeling a bit sore from all the walking but so far so good. His back ached from carrying so much stuff back and forth but he would live. No what he really had in mind was for the kids. Holding a new basket he'd retrieved as a small 'thank you' from a few of the clans. Al hobbled his way to where all the apprentices and teens alike mingled about the huts. Setting it down he called aloud. "Anyone interested in some candy?" It was literally just a basket full of candy and Al didn't have much of a sweet tooth. So why not give it to the few who'd basically go bonkers over it. There was hard candy, chewy, powdered, all the likes to make your teeth rot from the sugary over load.


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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify][size=8]it had long ago been established that you have a sweet tooth, seeing as there was a scenario where you got your head stuck in a jar from downing sickly sweet jam substance. "candy?" your ears perk up at the announcement as you make your way over, plopping down in front of al and grasping the basket in your paws as you pull it close. peering into the goodies, you snuff, "are there pixie stix?" and glance back up at him, lips pursed.

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    [spoiler=TRUTH IS LIKE A LOADED GUN / ★ / 1/9][size=8]GENERAL YOU DONT WANNA POINT THAT THING 'ROUND HERE
    frisk | nonbinary [they/them]
    single | ½ of charisk
    soul bond with gordon
    physically/mentally a child
    adopted by imperiousdevotions, artpop, sans, and funhaus
    selective mutism | knows/uses sign language [ "SIGNING" ]
    shadowclan duskreacher [sHP] | [u][abbr=phantomclan poltergeist (HP), shadowclan vanguard (HP), remnant initiate (sHP), windclan honorguard (HP), windclan head medic (HP)]hover[/abbr] for past ranks/positions | trailblazer title
    — last saving point
    funhaus' room


    PHYSICAL MAKE ALL OF YOUR SKELETONS APPEAR
    GERMAN SHEPHERD [main/birth] | HEALTH: [i]99%
    — lithe, fuzzy cinnamon brown puppy. baby chub, kinda plump. golden flowers line left cheek, briefly lurk inside the left side of jaw, and trail down to collarbone. pale yellow glowing eyes (usually closed). packs boiling, blistering body heat, like a severe fever. purple and pink striped turtleneck sweater. SOUL manifests and pushes out of their chest when they are in danger/under attack. [X]
    injuries: scar along neck, shielded by flowers.


    PERSONALITY THIS IS REAL LIFE
    INFP | All Loving Hero | The Determinator | The Cutie
    — determined | open-minded | escapist | self-deprecating | forgiving | friendly
    — will not fight, will not kill, will not harm another creature. even if that means they must die and die and die again, continually reanimating and trying once more, they will do it. mercy is the only option they'll allow. they won't necessarily always stop people from attacking others, but they won't partake in it themself. they place others before themself at all times, can often seem like a pushover. loving, affectionate demeanour, total cuddle buddy. likes giving gifts. uses their cute appearance to their advantage, but not cruelly so. not manipulative. mostly nice. true neutral.


    CONFRONTATION AND YOU'VE BEEN LIVING FICTIONAL
    attack in #F7E0B1 | physically/mentally super easy
    formerly trained by sans and holydove
    studies medicine | knows some self defense
    will show mercy | dodges most attacks, randomizer in use
    might run if challenged | [i]rarely
    fights back
    no kill/maim/capture | pm for plots/threads
    violent and nonviolent powerplay permitted
    — powers flowerprints, the sight, time travel

    AND I'LL SEE THE DARK THINGS THAT YOU ALL TRY TO HIDE,

    AND I WON'T BE THE DAMNEDEST BIT FUCKING SURPRISED

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-family: verdana; line-height: 110%;]Haruka blinked slowly as he approached shortly after Frisk, his brows furrowing as he looked at Alejandro. Karasuba was right behind him and he had settled in beside him as well as he looked up at the male. The black tabby couldn't eat what the male was offering due to being a ghoul... which sucked, of course. He might have taken the candy that Alejandro was offering if he could actually digest candy. "What do they taste like?" Haru inquired, his tail twitching to and forth behind himself. He's only tasted the coppery taste of blood when he ate those of his own species.


    [hr][spoiler=✧.° sharp eyes gaze from the darkness | tags, updated 1/8][align=center]IC OPINIONS / UNCOLORED LINKS ARE EMPTY / ACTIVE CHARACTER
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    HARUKA BASKERVILLE-WALKER | AKA HARU, RUKA-CHAN
    Asexual Grayromantic | Cisgender Male | Masculine pronouns
    00 years and 04 months | Weird aging ratio | Born Sept. 24th
    Currently resides in ShadowClan | Previously resided in HawkClan
    — Ultimate Hellspawn™
    — Haruka harbors an immense hatred for his father, Akuma, and wishes nothing but ill-will on him though he holds an begrudging amount respect for him despite his fiery hatred for him.
    — He left HawkClan because he was disgusted by their soft, pro-clan ways and ventured off to another clan who could perhaps sympathize with his violent tendencies and lust for blood and want to bring despair upon those around them. This led him to join ShadowClan after hearing a couple stories about them.
    — He is ⅓ Ghoul, ⅓ Demon, and ½ Mortal.
    Storage | Faceclaim: Judar from Magi | Voice Reference


    ✧.° THESE SHAKING HANDS ARE WISHING FOR SO MANY THINGS Y'KNOW? ISN'T THAT FUNNY?
    Single and uninterested | No "maybe" crushes | ½ [ relationship ]
    Akuma x Candycanedreams | 2nd Gen | 2 siblings | No offspring
    One cannot simply become friends with Haruka, as he tends to dislike most people upon meeting them. However, he does show more leniency towards females than those of the same gender (and those who identify as), but even then he's known to be generally unfriendly towards most. He will choose who he wants to befriend, even if they like him or not, and will pursue in temporary alliances rather than genuine friendships, since he finds relationships such as those rather boring and irrelevant.
    In the rare occasion that Haruka genuinely befriends someone, he will show a certain amount of consideration towards them and will remain loyal to them. The only difference here is that he will not attempt to kill his friends.


    ✧.° THAT'S RIGHT, WE ARE MONSTERS THAT CONTINUE TO STRUGGLE
    MUTATED FELINE | CURRENT HEALTH: 100%
    — Even as a child, Haruka's figure is rather thin and harbors an minimal amount of fat. This perhaps betrays his future development, whereas he's bound to become rather built as he ages. He stands at an unusual height for a kitten, though it is perhaps due to the fact that he shows some similarities to that of a Maine Coon, the largest breed of cat on record. He has boyish features accompanied by two almond-shaped eyes that are evenly set apart on his face. His muzzle attains an rectangular shape with an nose that compliments it. He has large paws that support his large frame that are home to sickle-like claws that curve inwards. And though they are not too noticeable, there are two sets of bumps on his cranium that tell of the development of two different types of horns. They are too early in development to tell immediately what they'll grow to be. To Haruka's dismay, he seems to take to his father more than he does his mother and also harbors some of his snake-like traits, including a small amount of scaling along his face and also has a forked tongue. His eyes also appear snake-like where his irises are often narrowed into extremely thin disks. Haruka's base color is an dark ashen grey and overlapping it are slightly darker tabby markings that appear to be both thin and bold. There are no traces of ivory in his fur, and often he is mistaken for a pure black feline. His almond shaped eyes are colored a deep wine red with black rings and are framed with short but thick eyelashes. His nose is an dull slate grey and his paw pads share the same coloring as well while the insides of his mouth is an healthy light pink and the same goes for his eyes. His resting face consists of half-lidded eyes with a knowing, taunting smirk seemingly always playing on his features. There seems to always be an disconcerting glint in his eyes.
    Accessories: N/A
    Major Injuries: N/A
    Minor Injuries: N/A


    ✧.° DESIRING EVERYTHING WE SEE
    Haruka has a general disregard for all life and tends to not care if lives are taken as an result of his careless actions. He's unsympathetic towards those whose lives are unfortunate and will most likely come off as an rather insensitive, perhaps monstrous individual. He is, rather, there is no room for doubt. He will do the things he do simply because he knows very well they are within his capabilities. He dislikes most people he comes across anyways, so he figures, why does it matter if people get hurt or wind up dying? His mentality and the way he views the world is a dangerous one, as he seems to show a certain amount of amusement as other people suffer.
    Haruka is arrogant and confident in his abilities despite them being undeveloped as of currently. He will boast and do whatever he wishes and he fails to understand that he simply cannot do whatever he wants and not take any of what he does into careful consideration. Despite his seemingly reckless and thoughtless behavior, Haruka has made himself to be exceptionally intelligent and cunning and uses this to his advantage whenever he tries to get his way. He is naturally violent and manipulative due to his demonic heritage and there is hardly a person out there who can detain someone like him and he knows it very well.
    He puts forth a childish front, proclaiming everything he does is just a simple game and that he's just trying to enjoy himself andthis facade will remain with him as he ages, though it will be obvious from the start that Haruka is a dangerous, awakened individual overall. As unstable as he may seem to be, he is capable of actually sitting down and thinking. However, he doesn't like to "think" and just "do."
    — Violent and morbid, arrogant, easily bored, childish, liar
    — Manipulative, always hostile, sadist, has twisted moralities
    — Careless, rebellious, harsh and unforgiving, judgmental


    ✧.° BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO HESITATE
     Actively antagonizes | Likely to attack even if not provoked
    Dislikes physical contact | Especially sensitive around the general neck and chest area, this is the only place where physical contact is not allowed regardless of who a person might be to him. The person who touches this area may be met with violence.
     [PHYSICAL:] Moderately trained | Can surprisingly hold his own
     [MENTAL:] Care to try? | Legendary, hard to tap into his mind
     [OVERALL:] Uses dirty tricks and utilizes offensive powers
    Attack in underlined #b22222 and address name in BOLD CAPS.
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    He has multiple mental illnesses, carried down from his father and these are as follows: mild schizophrenia and compulsive lying disorder.
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    He has a pet black king cobra named Karasuba.[/spoiler]

    "THE DARKNESS WHICH TOUCHES THE WIND IS SWAYING
    THE COLOR OF THE TONE BEING PLAYED, THE SILENCE DANCES."

    haruka baskerville-walker-lucifus — ext. bloodclan — played by yakan

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    Ever since Hyacinth had gotten lost in the old ruins in the previous territory, she had been a recipient of a sweet tooth. She still remembered the day that Aleks brought her in from the confusing labyrinth that was the aztec ruins, and with a smile, brought her into his own room like they had known each other for days instead of a few hours. She learned that coffee was nice, she learned that her favorite sweets were pastries with little fruit jams in the middles, she learned that not everything in Shadowclan was bad. To that day, the cream point felt thankful that she had gone with him in the first place when she could have just as easily declined.


    Hyacinth immediately trotted over at the sound of candy, taking up a spot beside Haruka and Frisk and peering into Alejandro's wicker basket with wide, glittering blue eyes. She had a rare smile on her face, fond memories returning to her head with the thought of how sweet the treats were. Almost like a little kid, the svelte cream point excitedly scrawled on her wooden communication board, swiftly revealing it to Alejandro. "Would I be able to have some?"


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 420px; margin-top: -6px;][justify][size=8]Candy was a stable for him and it had been the only thing he would eat in his savannah body but now that he was in his shadowhound form he didn't eat at all. It didn't require anything and he didn't have to breathe either but it felt comforting to do so. As he strolled his way over his dull gaze swept over the sugary treats and he felt nothing for them. He was blank on the inside and he took in a deep breath before he slowly sat down and just watched. "Don't eat too much or you might fer stomach aches."


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    amaryllis

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    amy was a sucker for good food. particularly sweet food. you needed a favor? bring food. had some bad news? bring food. after a boatload of undying affection? bring food.
    pastries and sweets were her weakness.
    so, with cupped ears pricked and whiskers twitching in intrigue, the colouredclan ocelot trotted over to alejandro, peeking intently into the basket. immediately, her eyes lit up. excitement danced jovially through twin blues, the multitude of candies reflected in their captivating depths. "if-if you don't mind, may i have one or two?" the visitor questioned tentatively, peering sheepishly up at alejandro and radioactiveplague from behind thick lashes.
    as per usual, the shapeshifter wore a band of tight pearl necklaces with the lacy hems of her blue cloak tucked amidst them. unusually, however, the sheer fabric was folded neatly up against her ruff, baring her tattooed human arms just behind her ebony forelegs. she had thankfully been relaxing more and more, worrying less about her extra limbs each and every day, but even more unusually despite this: her human arms were not only bared but also no longer tucked safely to her sides. they were now outstretched so that the pads of her fingertips were braced on the ground.
    so there amy stood, all six limbs on show. there was something much more natural about her posture when her arms were down, perhaps supporting the extra weight they added to her torso was a newfound pleasure. the lack of strain on her spine was new, the not having to check her stature constantly, the regality, it was gone. it was instead replaced by an unearthly, unexpected grace that was perfectly fitting for the she-cat.


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    [spoiler= ✿ TAGS, updated 11/01]
    [align=center]———FEEL A LITTLE MORE, GIVE A LITTLE LESS———


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    GENERAL 
    amaryllis "amy" belladonna
    female, feminine pronouns
    physically and mentally matured, ages at roleplayer's discretion
    birthday: january 11th
    artist of colouredclan
    roleplay in third person, changing tense
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    MISC. 
    loves gardening & decorating
    often found with plants and petals through her fur
    specialises in tattoo artistry
    is a sucker for good food
    seems like cinnamon roll but is actually a sinnamon roll
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    APPEARANCE 
    CURRENT/MAIN — OCELOT with following traits
    hexapedal shapeshifter, always six-legged
    third pair of limbs reside just behind forelegs, are human(oid) arms
    torso is often abnormally long to accomodate extra legs
    fur is thick and downy-soft, curls at the ends, pure black
    both human arms have a light skintone, full floral sleeve tattoos
    pastel, multi-tinted eyes, long eyelashes
    sometimes wears a sheer, icy-blue gown with pearl accents
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    PERSONALITY  
    sweet, attentive, resourceful, intuitive, creative
    vindictive, perceptive, unexpected, brutal, inventive
    gentle feminine voice but rich, like velvet. has a faint bajan accent
    -  voice example: click (language warning)
    theme songs: one, two (also language)
    ENTP-A type
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    RELATIONSHIPS  
    panromantic, bisexual
    single, crushing on: [no-one]
     ½ of ____, [size=9pt]⅓[/size] of ____, of ____,
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    CONFRONTATION  
    physically extreme, mentally vulnerable
    physical health: 100%
    -  injuries: none
    mental health: 100%
    -  disorders: none
    POWERS —
    -  shapeshifting, discovered + mastered
    -  earth elemental, discovered + training
    -  water elemental, undiscovered
    carries a small, antique silver gun with pearl embellishments
    will fight if threatened, fights dirty and does not back down
    attack in pale turquoise
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    INTERACTIO[color=#CBFFF8]N 
    [color=#fff]
    [color=#000]
    loves to chat, always wants to learn more about people!
    [color=#000]
    speech in [color=lightpink]"light pink."

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    peaceful/non-violent actions may be powerplayed
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     all opinions are in character[/spoiler]

  • Aayan heard all the chatter about the candy. And, being the tough, non- caring guy he is, he didn't acknowledge the candy. But, he secretly really wanted a piece of candy. He had the sweet tooth most people have, but sometimes it was extreme. He inched closer and closer to the basket, slightly concerned that there wouldn't be any left when he got there. "What kind of candy is there?" Not that he cared, obviously.

    Every villain is a hero in his own mind.
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    candy. the sweet substances were like music in her mouth and going down her throat. it tasted great. the crunch of the hard candies were delightful to bite into. and she absolutely loved all kinds. but some more than others. so when she heard the words exit the tiger's mouth, she smiled and bounced over on light paws. "yes, yes I want some!" she woofed, wagging her tail and leaning forward to inhale the scents, almost salivating.


  • "don't people always say not to take candy from strangers?" the cub asked as she approached. Of course she wanted candy, she just wanted to make sure it was safe.

    [spoiler=tags]PHYSICAL tiger cub, incredibly fluffy, pink tinted fur, bright green eyes, ATTACK: Physically easy, mentally hard, attacks in [b][color=blue]BOLD BLUE,[/color][/b] EMOTIONAL: Mentally 20 moons, incredibly smart, insane. Refers to herself in the third person sometimes, offhandedly makes gruesome remarks. Likes murder, reading, and talking to some people. Hates being bothered, and clans that oppose whatever clan she's currently living in. [/spoiler] Profile pic credit to Madster!
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    Giving out free candy? Hell, if Arctic were in Alejandro's position, she would have kept said candy. The indominus found this all rather dumb, to be honest. Not only that, but it was the fact that a majority of the toddlers in ShadowClan didn't deserve any candy. The reptile simply put it, would have been more keen on hogging.
    She was lounging in the shadows, violet optics flickering back over the scene with obvious disbelief and confusion. The Nightwatcher had no desire to get involved.
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    paradox[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#232323; borderwidth=0px; color: #666; font-family: courier; text-align: justify; width: 400px; min-height: 250px; border-bottom: 3px solid #666; border-top: 3px solid #666][fancypost borderwidth=0px; background:url(http://images.naldzgraphics.ne…arl-clock-photography.jpg); border: 3px solid #666; height: 150px; width: 150px; float: left; background-position: center; margin: 5px; padding: 0px; border-radius: 100%; margin-left: -40px; margin-top: -30px][/fancypost]"ooo, have you got any chocolate? cause if you do, i'll take some," paradox said with a playful grin as he slid out of the shadow of a tree. he lowered the hood of his cloak, the galactic lining of a nebula sewn on the inside glinting, struck by sunlight.


    the feline was rather fond of candy, seeing as he had rarely been provided any as a child. occasionally blue would sneak some for him while he was out on trading trips with their father, but that hadn't happened often - their mother would always search blue and his room to make sure he didn't have anything contraband on him. usually their father would have it to carry it for blue, which was dangerous. if their mother had learnt of such of a thing, she would punish their father the same way she always did - hurting blue and paradox.


    trying to ignore the memories as they resurfaced, paradox focused on the thought of candy, his mouth watering. while he liked pretty much all sweets, chocolate was a favorite of his. it was just so sweet, and made for a delicious (albeit unhealthy) snack.



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    Al was nearly overwhelmed by the sudden crowding and his tired brain took a good few minutes to finally catch up with him. Clearing his throat and looking to each one the Tiger gave a small chuckle. "Alright, alright one at a time everyone. Now let me see..." Flipping open the little wooden flap of the basket he gradually began to pull out a few clumps of candy. Suckers, small chocolate kisses, mini-pixie stixs, candy canes, mints, weathers, taffy, and a few bags of caramel corn littered into large piles by the basket. "This is all there is so take your pick." As he heard each request Alej started to sort them in order. Six pixie stixs and a little pile of ten or eight chocolates. "Here you go Frisk." The tiger bundled up the few and pushed it to the other then rolled the pile of kisses to Paradox. "Paradox." Now time to answer the individual questions. Giving Haruka a some-what sad look the Tiger some-what shrugged. "Personally I don't really like sweets. I like salty and bitter things a bit more. As for what it tastes like it really depends. Have you ever tried sugar or maybe sweet pastries of some kind? It's a bit hard to explain otherwise." How did you explain what 'sweet' was to someone that had no idea what it even was. This could be a tricky one. He then caught site of Hyacinth's board and made sure to look her in the eyes and nod with a smile. "Of course you can everyone is free to take what they like. Just be fair and leave a bit for those who also would like some." Pushing the piles forward he directed the message to Kalei and Amy also. With Shiloh's little inquiry Al couldn't help but chuckle a bit more. "That's true but i'm an adult and I know who and who not to trust. Also no worries I promise not to poison any of you."

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  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 425px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: #000000; font-family: verdana; line-height: 110%;]Haruka blinked as Alejandro spoke to him and huffed at his explanation and question before he shook his head. "I was asking because I can't eat it. My mom said because of what I am I can't eat regular food." He was obviously very displease by this because he wanted some of the candy that Alejandro offered, but it seemed like he couldn't. His mom said he'd get sick if he put things in his belly that he couldn't eat and digest.


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    [hr][spoiler=✧.° sharp eyes gaze from the darkness | tags, updated 1/8][align=center]IC OPINIONS / UNCOLORED LINKS ARE EMPTY / ACTIVE CHARACTER
    [hr][justify]✧.° AS I GAZE AT THE FLOATING MOON, WHAT COLOR ARE THESE EYES OF MINE?
    HARUKA BASKERVILLE-WALKER | AKA HARU, RUKA-CHAN
    Asexual Grayromantic | Cisgender Male | Masculine pronouns
    00 years and 04 months | Weird aging ratio | Born Sept. 24th
    Currently resides in ShadowClan | Previously resided in HawkClan
    — Ultimate Hellspawn™
    — Haruka harbors an immense hatred for his father, Akuma, and wishes nothing but ill-will on him though he holds an begrudging amount respect for him despite his fiery hatred for him.
    — He left HawkClan because he was disgusted by their soft, pro-clan ways and ventured off to another clan who could perhaps sympathize with his violent tendencies and lust for blood and want to bring despair upon those around them. This led him to join ShadowClan after hearing a couple stories about them.
    — He is ⅓ Ghoul, ⅓ Demon, and ½ Mortal.
    Storage | Faceclaim: Judar from Magi | Voice Reference


    ✧.° THESE SHAKING HANDS ARE WISHING FOR SO MANY THINGS Y'KNOW? ISN'T THAT FUNNY?
    Single and uninterested | No "maybe" crushes | ½ [ relationship ]
    Akuma x Candycanedreams | 2nd Gen | 2 siblings | No offspring
    One cannot simply become friends with Haruka, as he tends to dislike most people upon meeting them. However, he does show more leniency towards females than those of the same gender (and those who identify as), but even then he's known to be generally unfriendly towards most. He will choose who he wants to befriend, even if they like him or not, and will pursue in temporary alliances rather than genuine friendships, since he finds relationships such as those rather boring and irrelevant.
    In the rare occasion that Haruka genuinely befriends someone, he will show a certain amount of consideration towards them and will remain loyal to them. The only difference here is that he will not attempt to kill his friends.


    ✧.° THAT'S RIGHT, WE ARE MONSTERS THAT CONTINUE TO STRUGGLE
    MUTATED FELINE | CURRENT HEALTH: 100%
    — Even as a child, Haruka's figure is rather thin and harbors an minimal amount of fat. This perhaps betrays his future development, whereas he's bound to become rather built as he ages. He stands at an unusual height for a kitten, though it is perhaps due to the fact that he shows some similarities to that of a Maine Coon, the largest breed of cat on record. He has boyish features accompanied by two almond-shaped eyes that are evenly set apart on his face. His muzzle attains an rectangular shape with an nose that compliments it. He has large paws that support his large frame that are home to sickle-like claws that curve inwards. And though they are not too noticeable, there are two sets of bumps on his cranium that tell of the development of two different types of horns. They are too early in development to tell immediately what they'll grow to be. To Haruka's dismay, he seems to take to his father more than he does his mother and also harbors some of his snake-like traits, including a small amount of scaling along his face and also has a forked tongue. His eyes also appear snake-like where his irises are often narrowed into extremely thin disks. Haruka's base color is an dark ashen grey and overlapping it are slightly darker tabby markings that appear to be both thin and bold. There are no traces of ivory in his fur, and often he is mistaken for a pure black feline. His almond shaped eyes are colored a deep wine red with black rings and are framed with short but thick eyelashes. His nose is an dull slate grey and his paw pads share the same coloring as well while the insides of his mouth is an healthy light pink and the same goes for his eyes. His resting face consists of half-lidded eyes with a knowing, taunting smirk seemingly always playing on his features. There seems to always be an disconcerting glint in his eyes.
    Accessories: N/A
    Major Injuries: N/A
    Minor Injuries: N/A


    ✧.° DESIRING EVERYTHING WE SEE
    Haruka has a general disregard for all life and tends to not care if lives are taken as an result of his careless actions. He's unsympathetic towards those whose lives are unfortunate and will most likely come off as an rather insensitive, perhaps monstrous individual. He is, rather, there is no room for doubt. He will do the things he do simply because he knows very well they are within his capabilities. He dislikes most people he comes across anyways, so he figures, why does it matter if people get hurt or wind up dying? His mentality and the way he views the world is a dangerous one, as he seems to show a certain amount of amusement as other people suffer.
    Haruka is arrogant and confident in his abilities despite them being undeveloped as of currently. He will boast and do whatever he wishes and he fails to understand that he simply cannot do whatever he wants and not take any of what he does into careful consideration. Despite his seemingly reckless and thoughtless behavior, Haruka has made himself to be exceptionally intelligent and cunning and uses this to his advantage whenever he tries to get his way. He is naturally violent and manipulative due to his demonic heritage and there is hardly a person out there who can detain someone like him and he knows it very well.
    He puts forth a childish front, proclaiming everything he does is just a simple game and that he's just trying to enjoy himself andthis facade will remain with him as he ages, though it will be obvious from the start that Haruka is a dangerous, awakened individual overall. As unstable as he may seem to be, he is capable of actually sitting down and thinking. However, he doesn't like to "think" and just "do."
    — Violent and morbid, arrogant, easily bored, childish, liar
    — Manipulative, always hostile, sadist, has twisted moralities
    — Careless, rebellious, harsh and unforgiving, judgmental


    ✧.° BECAUSE WE DON'T HAVE TIME TO HESITATE
     Actively antagonizes | Likely to attack even if not provoked
    Dislikes physical contact | Especially sensitive around the general neck and chest area, this is the only place where physical contact is not allowed regardless of who a person might be to him. The person who touches this area may be met with violence.
     [PHYSICAL:] Moderately trained | Can surprisingly hold his own
     [MENTAL:] Care to try? | Legendary, hard to tap into his mind
     [OVERALL:] Uses dirty tricks and utilizes offensive powers
    Attack in underlined #b22222 and address name in BOLD CAPS.
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    He has multiple mental illnesses, carried down from his father and these are as follows: mild schizophrenia and compulsive lying disorder.
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    He has a pet black king cobra named Karasuba.[/spoiler]

    "THE DARKNESS WHICH TOUCHES THE WIND IS SWAYING
    THE COLOR OF THE TONE BEING PLAYED, THE SILENCE DANCES."

    haruka baskerville-walker-lucifus — ext. bloodclan — played by yakan

  • "Fine. I'll take a hershey's kiss." The femme said simply.



    //rushed

    [spoiler=tags]PHYSICAL tiger cub, incredibly fluffy, pink tinted fur, bright green eyes, ATTACK: Physically easy, mentally hard, attacks in [b][color=blue]BOLD BLUE,[/color][/b] EMOTIONAL: Mentally 20 moons, incredibly smart, insane. Refers to herself in the third person sometimes, offhandedly makes gruesome remarks. Likes murder, reading, and talking to some people. Hates being bothered, and clans that oppose whatever clan she's currently living in. [/spoiler] Profile pic credit to Madster!
  • ((temping Lithium for rosey))


    Lithiumkisses entered slowly, ears listening to the conversation about candy travel back and forth. Stopping to stand on her strong, canine paws, the wolf watched with sharp magma eyes. "May I take something?" she questioned, awaiting a response.

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    [justify]Paintedwings slowly slipped up to the scene, her eyes raised curiously, "Hey there, I'd like some, I think." The grey feline murmured tentatively.


    [retro to capture.]