ミTAGS && lean muscles bunch beneath a feathered ginger pelt and her legs come to carry her toward the central hub of camp. chica clambers up on the nearest purchase and spins around on a heel so that lilac eyes rake over those who shuffle about. "oi, line up fer weekly tasks!" chicagocrimes settles down on her haunches, long tufted ears swiveling forward. yeah. these are a little bit on the late side but who's gonna notice? (after)life's been a little hectic for her lately, throw her a bone.
RAINY DAY FEELING — weekly tasks
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weekly tasks made her rather excited. members bustled about, busting their butts to complete the tasks they were given, spreading activity all throughout the territory. she also enjoyed performing them herself, the feeling of bringing multiple members together and hopefully providing either joy or some other positive emotion. "i'd like one, ma!" the ragdoll padded gently towards her mother, a smile flashed in her direction.
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ミTAGS && she meets eyes with tequilanight and a smile can't help but break across her face. it's hard to be anything but all smiles when the other is in the area, she's just got this aura about her. it's adorable. "sure thing sweetie. this place is lookin' a lil' shabby, how 'bout you gather up a crew o' peeps and redecorate, eh?" chica can do with a little change of scenery, really, and hey it gets everyone movin. it's a win-win.
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decorating? she wasn't sure how'd efficient she'd be, as it was hard to make such a spooky place easy on the eyes, but she'd sure try! maybe some dusting was in order? "okay!" she allowed a purr to emanate from her throat as she answered, happy to be of help. the young female then turned on her heels and hurried off to find some other members to help her.
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woah, woah, hold the phone. chicagocrimes eyes graze over her friends tired frame critically. shiiiit, what has he been up to? sky looks all tuckered out. like hell she's putting him to work. "okay sky but first i want you to go home and get some shut-eye. yer lookin pretty shitty, no offense. after that uhh, maybe set up a spiritual bonding session with our wisps." that.. that's how she ought to handle this, right? right.
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✦ ✧ ✦ — chica's first comment caught uncharacteristically off guard, which, he supposed, only seemed to further prove her point. while dipping his head in a series of respectfully firm nods, the tomcat gave his mumbled response: "none taken. traveling about in this canine body is taking quite a toll on me, i'm afraid. hopefully this storm will blow over soon and i'll be back to being myself again. for now, though, it's nothing a quick nap can't fix." he shrugged his shoulders gently, eyes straying from chica's face to settle on his scuffling feet. to the assignment she gave him, he gave a second answer in a similar, murmured tone: "sure." the assignment sounded genuinely interesting to him-- exactly the kind of spiritual activity he enjoyed leading-- but his current mood and energy level prevented him from fully expressing that. he gave chica one last sideways glance, quick quirk of his lips, and nod before turning on heavy heels and padding back to his cabin for a rest.
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Truth be told, Lili never understood the point of giving out meaningless tasks just to keep people busy. Was there really nothing else they could be spending their free time on? She herself would rather be out learning how to properly use the little knife she loved so dearly, or how to lurk among the shadows in order to avoid being seen. But, she was now officially a contributing member of this clan, and so she would go along with the mundane chores that were provided them, if it would make Chica happy. Approaching her mother with a sickeningly sweet smile, the star-studded kitsune added her own silky voice to those who had already made their requests. "I'll take one, please!"
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i will make you proud i will make you have faith in me Des was next in line, arriving in time to hear Chica tell Skylines to get some sleep. Goodness, please. The poor male looked dead on his paws all the time, and it hurt Des's heart. He had few friends, and the ones he did have he cared deeply for. No one wanted a tired Skylines. Everyone wanted a happy Skylines. But he hadn't come here for that. Stepping up behind Liquorpaw, the bengal flicked his tail in greeting. "I'll take one, momma."
GENERAL:• Destrian — 'Des'
• Cismale — He/him — Demi-biromantic asexual
• 14 moons — Ages at roleplayer's discretion
• Chicagocrimes x Akira
• Riverside & The Sanctuary — Lifeguard & Neophyte• Voiceclaim — Jeremy Jordan
• Has a companion mini-raccoon named Ruger
APPEARANCE:
• Domestic feline [main]
A slightly smaller than average short-haired domestic feline. He has silver bengal patterned fur and icy greyish-blue eyes. He wears a worn, cream-colored pirate's shirt and a brown belt with various pouches and loops to hold things.injuries: None currently
COMBAT:
• Physically easy — mentally medium
• Attack in bold red
• No current powers.
roleplayed by Baratheon
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she watches skylines make his way off to his home with a long frown pulling at her lips. she isn't sure what kind of spiritual mumbo-jumbo has him caught in that puppy body but it better ease up soon because she, for one, doesn't like what it's doing to him. the female's eyes flick towards her children next and a smile touches her features next. " oi liquorpaw, things have been a lil dull 'round here, do us all a favor and set up some battle training. ya can do the usual set up or somethin' interesting like fighting in the dark or partner-trainin'." chica shifts her purple gaze to destrian next, "des baby, how bout you teach the clan somethin' new? maybe run 'em through one of yer inventions."