[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;width:450px;text-align:justify;text-transform:lowercase;][size=8][font=verdana]the male's eyelids feel heavy and he feels twinges of a headache; his sleep as of late has been less than pleasant, plagued with nightmares that force him awake and deter him from drifting off again. that is, when he can get to sleep. his thoughts have been troubling, burdensome - and very persistent. he can presently be seen resting against a tree, observing the world drearily through half closed eyes as he tries to clear his mind and get a few hours rest. whenever he gets close to nodding off, something seems to pull him back into total wakefulness, be it a sudden nervous twist of his stomach, a sound, the flicker of a negative thought. frustrated, the child turns onto his front and buries his maw into the pillow, seeming to be resigned. [/fancypost]
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[ SHE IS THE SUNLIGHT ✦ OPEN ]
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[justify][fancypost borderwidth= 0px; font-size:11px]immortal, as boisterous and childish as he was, he always felt uncertain of trespassing into others' cottages and homes. yet, he had a question in mind that persisted to be answered. he knew fully well it would not be an understandable question to be answered by papika. nor was frightfur and lucien and yuri around at the moment. so the next person he kind of was familiar with was euphemia. setting off to search for the lieutenant commander, it took some time peeking into the windows of the cottages and asking npcs for help for searching for the said person that he was finally directed to the right place. approaching the door, he would thump his paw on the door, hoping the tom would come and open it and answer his question. after only a few seconds (imo was rather impatient), the kitten tried to push the door in to peek in to see if the resurgam was really there.
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[glow=#C6A6AB,2,300]BUT WE'LL KEEP ON TRYING, AGAIN AND AGAIN: “YES” “NO”[/glow][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#; border-top: 2px solid #C6A6AB; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-bottom: 2px solid #C6A6AB; width: 400px; line-height: 180%; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt;]Unlike her friend Papika had no problem whatsoever when it came to disturbing her Clanmates, generally not even realizing she was doing any harm by invading their space. Of course if she was told to stop or go away she would usually obey, it just didn't seem to happen like that very often. Currently the energetic kitsune was sneaking around the territory in an attempt to sharped her ninja skills, trying her hardest to be stealthy with her body low to the ground. As she tucked into a what was supposed to be a cool barrel roll the child ended up stopping a few inches in front of where Euphemia was sleeping beneath a tree, noticing the pretty white feline had his face shoved into the pillow. Was he trying to sleep? The young Blackblood watched him for a moment as she contemplated what to do, reaching out one of her little paws as if she were going to touch his head. However, after suddenly retracting it she instead stood up, squishing her body up against the male's so she could nap beside him. It wasn't that she was particularly exhausted or anything like that, just that a small nap sounded pretty nice right about now.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 2px;]TO DENOUNCE THE EVILS OF TRUTH AND LOVE[hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-size: 9pt; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 0px; line-spacing: 1px;][justify]It was quite awful to be prevented from sleeping; it seemed, most of the time, as if it was harder to doze off when you actually wanted to, sadly. Perhaps it was a normal occurrence, or just a state of mind, but certainly Jessie knew of the hardships in secret. She shook her head in dismay, and padded over, raising her nonexistent eyebrows at the child, his head buried in his pillow. "Oh dear," she murmured simply, feeling slight pity for Euph's troubles.
GENERAL
jesselina alistair
female | 19 moons
member of colouredclan
single | no crushPERSONALITY
jessie is flamboyant and mysterious. she is not easily angered and has a strange thirst for battle and a disturbing bloodlust when she is on the battlefield. she is energetic and always making her presence known, and adores being the centre of attention. she is loyal to her previous lover, james, who she does not talk about, as she believes he is still alive.APPEARANCE
she is a slender and flexible white domestic cat. she has claws, and has a jagged 'R' shaped scar on her left shoulder. she has sky-blue eyes, and her smile is more of a smirk than an actual smile. she also has sleek, soft fur which is always kept well-groomed. she also has a curly mass of fur over one of her eyes, which is dyed pink.
IMPORTANT INFORMATIONbirthplace unknown
current clan colouredclan
spouse(s)/love interest(s) none
current rank member
past ranks warder, bodyguard★ she used to be part of a gang known as 'team rocket'- the base of this gang was destroyed and as far as she knew she is the sole survivor
★ very intelligent but tries not to show it
★ can speak japanese but doesn't do it very often
★ particularly bad at calming down
★ very athletic and flexible, very high pain thresholdINTERACTION
medium physically | hard mentally | attacks in bold deeppink
powers teleportation, air elementals, telekinesis, super strength -
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On the other hand, Retrokit found it quite rude to barge in on other people's business or property without warning. If it were to happen to her, especially if she was napping, she wouldn't hesitate to shoo the trespassers away. Unless they were her family, of course - But that was the only exception. She didn't exactly have any friends in the Clan yet so she wasn't able to add that category to the list.
Retrokit peered into the home through one of the low-lying cracks in the wall to see who the if the person her Clanmate might have been looking for was home. No one appeared to be in there, so she didn't know why Immortal had knocked on the door. Perhaps the person was elsewhere? The kit glanced around for a few long moments, trying to pinpoint the location of the unknown person, until her gaze finally came across the domestic feline leant up against a tree.
She furrowed her eyebrows as she noticed her Clanmates heading over to him. She didn't know much of Euphemia's sleeping troubles but what she did know was that he was asleep right now - Or, at least, trying to go to sleep. He appeared to show signs of being awake but Retrokit wasn't quite sure. Having the company of your Clanmates stirring around you likely did not help that. The kit then tiptoed over to them quietly and shifted her gaze between the three for a long moment. "I don't think we should be interrupting his nap.." Retro whispered quietly, staring up at Jessie then back at Papika and Euphemia.
GENERAL:
retrokit flamel universum | female | jarvis x spaceparty | pansexual | 3 moons old | kit | colouredclan | singleBODIES:
fawn coloured domestic feline w/ azure eyes and white patches. wears a turquoise bow.PERSONALITY:
feminine | proper | polite | slightly stubborn | borderline perfectionistBATTLE:
attack in mistyrose | easy | no kill or captureOTHER:
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"oh my dirty! listen closely! listen to my heart!"
nighttales xerses | colouredclan commander (leader) | candyfangs x npc(?) | 'reincarnation' of former self | male | engaged to spectre | sexuality unconfirmed"to my ego, to these lies, and to my truths"
all elementals | ability to take away pain | the sight | all free powers"go and say it's lonely, it won't change me"
extremely difficult physical | extremely difficult mental | attack in #F8D28B"i'm always a surpriser, making jaws drop"
golden-spotted serval | heterochromatic eyes | right eye is red | left eye is gold | above average height | black, gazelle-like horns | large scar on chest (courtesy of eun) | scar on the right shoulderblade (courtesy of aile) | a semi-translucent, black-paw swathed in thin-smoke replacing the severed paw (which vader had taken); dried blood embellishing the seams between his wrist, and his substitute paw | reference 1 (thank you yetinsane <3), reference 2 (thank you archeron <3)"oh my dirty! how i hate it! come on, listen to me!"
candyfangs x npc(?)| murdered his mother | father is unknown | existed many years ago, but died, and therefore is a reincarnation of a past self | believes that he murdered his mother | contractor of demios | demios may take advantage of him only when his mentality reaches high levels of stress | 'insomniac'"you look surprised, but i can't be saved, alright?"
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