[center][fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]she's lost. not in a physical sense (although that could be the case quickly if she doesnt pay heed to wear her paws move), but more in an emotional sense, floundering through feelings that she shouldnt be feeling. feelings that she cant quite cope with, such as shame and loss and.. grief. the whole of april had only been hell for dear old chica, what with the beginning of the month being her last few days of leadership after some cartellian whore dug her poison-tipped claws far too deep into the lions skin. she wound up bedridden shortly after the encounter, seizures capturing her body and shaking her senseless as damned mercury infiltrated her veins. recovery took weeks, half of the month, and even now chica is still reeling from its side effects-- the doctor said she was lucky she survived, and that her strength changed the course of what should have been certain death. but chicagocrimes doesnt feel strong. in fact, she feels the opposite of strong, weak, and the pressing matter of her fiances abrupt disappearance only makes her feel even more so.
olive is gone. ha, that sentence is so surreal to her, so alien and unbelievable, yet the pain is not. the pain is really the only thing that chains chicagocrimes to reality, honestly. she loved olive, and when she needed her most, she left her choking on her dust which is ironic in its own way. karma, if one will allow her to say, because thats how chica used to leave all of her flings and relationships-- without any word, any hint of the partnership unraveling, suddenly just not there anymore. yeah, thats the game chicagocrimes used to play. and what a heart-wrenching game it is.
she ended up leaving the sanctuary. despite growing up there, despite it really being the only place she's ever known, the hurt was too much and hell, she knows thats a selfish thought. she knows its disgraceful of her to just leave her friends and her children behind, just as olive had but god damn, after all the work chica put into the clan, all her efforts to better it and protect it, cant she be selfish just this once?
her large paws come to a halt, and a familiar scent wreaks havoc in her nostrils, spurs her eyes, once a vivid lilac now a dulled lavender, to roll up off of the ground and take in the forestry. knights of eden. she heard rumors of their return and, recalling how before they disbanded they were allies with the sanctuary, figured she could see if said rumors were bullshit or not. apparently, nobody's pulling her leg this time, "well ill be damned. ya lil fuckers really are still kickin." murmurs she, a marveling tone in her voice despite her expression remaining grievous -- a look that only developed after olives disappearance. the girl raises her head fully, eyes now searching for activity, and she raises her voice, a throaty hum escaping from her, "oi, chicagocrimes fazbear. joining." and now? she waits to be accepted.
/ rushed near the end bc my phone is dying!!
[spoiler=CAUSE IM A BAD MAN / MAY TENTH][fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]BASICS
β chicagocrimes m.c.f.x
β cis female, she/her
β homosexual panromantic / engaged to olive
β koe member / former leader of the sanctuary
β hostesscupcakes x nya / adopted by xeryus
β battle damaged lioness w dull lavender eyes & shark mutations (teeth, fin, gills)
β twenty four months / aged realtime
TRAITS
β ENFJ / GRYFFINDOR / DAUNTLESS / CHOLERIC / NEUTRAL EVIL
β likes to show off her skills, but confidence is slipping
β can be aggressive
β generally protective of loved ones
β usually easy to get along with
INTERACTION
β attack in bold #F16442
β will fight if provoked / will kill / rarely spares
β physically pathetic / mentally medium / fights w hatchet
β shapeshifting, conjuration, fire manip, the sight, ghostmode
OTHER
β searching for missing fiance
β a weaponsmith, used to smelt weapons for the sanctuary
β alcoholic, relapsed back into the habit
β permanent damage from mercury poisoning, incredibly weak
β actually a ghost posessing a mortal body
β prejudiced against cipherfam
β pm for plots / heartchart / biography