[center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt]the young creature had bruises and scratches all over her body from the appendages attacked to her flanks. she knew reducedemotions offered to remove them from her, but she was scared. would it be okay? would she die? why couldn't she control them? 0X48 had her bandanna covering her eyes to cover up a black eye one of the arms had given her. it hurt, but it also reminded her that she was alive and this wasn't just some sweet dream. perhaps haiiro could help too. 48 really only trusted haiiro and finch, but reducedemotions was okay too. everyone else just kind of.. seemed to tolerate her? her glowing green ears swiveled around to listen to all the sounds around her, assuring that she would not trip and fall. then again, her arms would probably make sure she did anyway. they were gross and ugly and they were usually the selling point for people to send disgusted looks her way. 48's glowing white markings were dimmed down due to her being deep in thought, making it a faint gray in contrast to her black pelt. it felt weird to be in this deep of thought, but then again it was also nice.
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I HURT MYSELF AGAIN [X] OPEN
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[center]FINCH HARBRINGER GRIMM
[font='Times New Roman, Times, serif'][color=white]valentine harbringer x happypill grimm[center]
"the club isn't the best place to find a lover so the bar is where i go" [color=white]
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[color=#ff9999]Finch approached 0X48, a concerned look causing her nonexistent brows to furrow. She wasn't sure what was wrong with the fairly new Shadowclanner, but Finch took note of the bruises and injuries covering her body, and cocked her head to the side. Her short legs carried her in strides, assisting her in catching up with the female. [color=white]"Hey, you don't look so good. Is everything okay?"
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[color=#ff9999]- Finch Harbringer Grimm
-Valentine Harbringer x Happypill Grimm
-Pregnant
-Shadowclan
-Gravedigger(deputy)
-10 months
-Titles: patriot, sociable, shadowstalker
[color=white]Appearance
[color=#ff9999]-Birth/Main : Finch is a domestic white feline with unusually short legs and oddly large ears. Her eyes are a stunning blue color. She has the tail of a white bunny, it's fluffy and large.
-Battle body : A large, white male horse. It is well muscled and towering. Finch uses this body in battle. click for reference
[color=white]Relationships
[color=#ff9999]-Daughter of Valentine Harbringer
-Single
-Interested in Takumi
-1/2 of Fuckumi
-Heterosexual
-Cisgender
-She/her
[color=white]Interaction
[color=#ff9999]-When attacking, QUOTE
-Finch is fairly easy to get along with. She is kind and motherly, but is ruthless when it comes to interacting with enemies. -
reducedemotions
Reducedemotions padded over, head cocked ninety degrees to one side. He hadn't spoken much with the feline, but she was the one with arms that would beat her up right? An enemy living inside her own body. The demon snorted at that line of thought. What was her name? Lack of sleep made things harder to recall. He vaguely remembered that she had two, one of them was 0X49? 0X4 something. And the other he had only heard briefly. He remembered it starting with an M. "Did your arms beat you up again?" Were the first words out of his mouth as he stopped near Finch. Subtlety was not his strongest area.
the desert is a lonely place
reducedemotions | shadowclan | male | fennec fox | eleven months | sexuality unconfirmed
make me feel alive
extreme physically | easy mentally | attacks to kill | attack in bold light blue | no current injuries | powerplay healing/nonviolent actions okay
i will not cease to exist
elemental powers | all free powers | shapeshifting [bodies: fennec fox, dragon] | memory manipulation
the demon of the sand
fennec fox | pale blue eyes | smells faintly of blood | monotonous voice
peace is but an illusion
suffers from insomnia | host to demon | horrible in social situations | has no idea what a lot of things are | default solution to problems is to murder it | text in italicized pink is the demon speaking in his mind | neutral evil[center][color=white](c)trexgirl
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[center][fancypost=background-color:transparent; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt]montego was about to answer finch, but reducedemotions answered the question for her... with another question. the young child simply nodded, cringing at the jolt of pain her hidden black eye cause with the movement of her head. "yes." she didn't stutter this time, fully aware of who these people were. granted, she never really had any full conversations with anyone besides fell really, but she still trusted them. 0X48 didn't exactly understand that trusting so easily was not safe, but it was how she worked. the child was so tired of these arms always being a hindrance on her life and ability to perform. it wasn't fun anymore.
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GENERAL:
⚙ 0X48 — montego (given by fell) — monster
⚙ femme — heteromantic — asexual
⚙ four months physically — four months mentally
⚙ shadowclan — child
⚙ faceclaim — voiceclaim
APPEARANCE:
⚙ black cat [main]
black cat with glowing white markings, four fur covered human like arms protruding from flanks, three glowing green eyes, glowing green dog/bat like ears, one tail that branches into three, has wolf incisors. wears bandanna to cover eyes and uses echolocation.
Injuries: cuts from self harm
PERSONALITY:
⚙ kind, welcoming, warmhearted, patient
⚙ very timid, anxious, self conscious
⚙ self harming, uncontrollable anxiety
COMBAT:
⚙ very weak physically — very weak mentally
⚙ attack in green
⚙ telepathy, telekinesis, very uncontrollable
roleplayed by viviumus