Posts by G a m s e e

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    Oooh...


    Well, aren't crushes automatically allowed?


    I mean, anyone can crush on Walter if they want, but he's more concerned about other things rather than romance. xD

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    Oh cool, you also have Walter's theme! 8D

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    /dies at the subtle thought of Gangnam Style


    Oh hey there Nighty. Boy. you sure earned your nickname well. xD

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    A skinny-looking tom stopped in his tracks, his green eyes shifted around as he observed his new surroundings; he didn't know where he was, and he probably didn't even care, but it smelled like cats, and a lot of them too. His tuxedo-ized fur was shiny, so most likely he keeps himself very clean, that or he's just very greasy, and likes it like that. He cocked his head and pushed his whiskers out forward, giving into a big yawn before plopping down into a sit; rather then come to him than waste his time and effort looking for them.


    Suitedfall's eye pupils were strange, though. The right side of his eye is a thin slit, and the left side is a round circle pupil, most-likely half blind, but he seemed fully functional, so he isn't blind just yet. But, it is well aware that he will develop blindness later on in his years.

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    Suitedfall looked over towards Cottonfur, " . . . Hello. " he replied, watching the cat give a bow, which he had no idea what for, seems as how he's never been greeted this way. The tuxedo'd tom hunched over and stared at Cottonfur, " I'm Suitedfall. . . Tell me, where am I right now, anyways? " he asked the cat, hoping to get an answer from it.

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    Littleowl gave Mystery a smile, " Hey, you did great! I think you were quieter than us though, you're good at this. " he looked over at Barn-abby, who was now making his way towards the barn that he lived in. Littleowl followed after him quickly and soon reached the barn. It wasn't fancy, just a normal barn that looked like it needed some repairing, but it wasn't is use anymore because they had recently gotten a chicken coop and a bunch of other pens and stables for the animals.

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    Just so you know, we would probably be perfect friends.

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    Walter had pushed open the gates of the mansion's manor, and closed them behind him; he slung his gun over his shoulder as he made his way to the large doors. Knowing Walter, he never actually did his job, but he somehow manages to make things work, even though he leaves from time to time and let Afrias do the work.


    He walks through the mansion and up the grand staircase towards the room that Afrias normally resides in with his piles of papers; he opened the door and threw his gun on the chair that was near the door, " Mornin' Afrias. " he said, making his way over and grabbing some papers, reading them over.

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    Suitedfall blinked as another cat had appeared, though, he seems younger, not like the other cat, " I have no business with ' Sunclan ' and thanks for telling me where I am, unlike the other cat here. " he replied to the young cat and continued, " Though, I have heard of you guys, maybe. . I think. . Oh well, it ain't coming to me so I'm not going to ponder about it. Who're you, and what is ' Sunclan '? " he finished.

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    Walter gave a chuckle, " Indeed it does, at least it keeps her off the floor. " he replied, putting the papers down and following out after him, " Pretty sure it's just your oldness, I mean, you're like. 32 years old, why don't you have a wife already? " he teasingly called down the hallway Afrias was walking in. Walter turned quickly back into the room and grabbed his gun, making his way down the stairs and back outside; for some reason, he didn't like to be in the house for long, that's why he would leave from time to time, either that or sit in the manor.


    Walter made his way over to the gate and took a seat on the ground by it, setting his gun in his lap and tilting his hat to cover his eyes from the sunlight.

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    Suitedfall nodded and went along with what she said, " Riiight, clan. Yeah, uh, what's a clan? And who is Vertigo? " he asked, sitting up and watching the apprentice with attentive eyes; well, the most attentive he could make them, there was nothing you could do about his left eye.

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    Walter nodded towards Momo, " Hey there, Momo. " he replied and looked over at Messerie, shaking his head, " No, unfortunately not. I've been out all night tending to some personal business. " he gave an excuse, though, it's not like it wasn't a lie, he was doing something that was personal. He shifted his position and leaned the gun up on the gate, stretching out his legs and leaned back comfortably.

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    A clan name? As far as Suitedfall was concerned this name had always been his, wether it be clan or not, he didn't know it was one though! Suitedfall flicked his tail and flattened his ears, trying to remember, yes, why did he have a clan name? He shook his head, " I've had this name for as long as I could remember, " he stopped and tried to think, " I never knew it was a clan name, maybe my parents did? Who knows? They're dead now, so it's not like I can just waltz up and ask them ' hey! why'd you give me this name for?! ' " he replied, ears flying back up.


    Suitedfall nodded respectively towards the explanation of Vertigo, " Oh, I understand now. But why would you get him? Oh wait, he doesn't like strangers like me wandering around, huh? Well, what if I become one of your... uh, clan-thingies. " he offered.

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    Walter picked up his gun and hurried over to them, looking at the money and gems, leaving that to Afrias, " Check if those are real, fake, or what their karat is worth, for the gems and jewelry. " he said, turning his attention over to the guns and holding his hands out towards them, " May I? " he asked, his eyes looked like they were sparkling.

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    Kawaii sat in a park, listening to music silently as he wobbled his head and body along to the melody; it was a nice day out today, the sun was shining, the cherry blossom petals were flying off the trees and twirling around; it was a cute scenery!


    The small Red Panda hummed along and swung his feet, watching the others walk by with a smile, they were probably wondering why he was so happy, because it really was unnecessary, he was just sitting in a park, everyone does that and usually it's old geezers or parents watching their kids run around.


    Ever since Kawaii was little though, he wasn't allow to over-extert himself, because he had a weak heart from the beginning, and asthma on top of that, so when the other kids were playing during recess or in the park he would always have to sit on the bench alone or with his mother at the time. But now that he was a 17 year old, and living in an apartment alone, he's taking responsibility and making sure that he doesn't kill himself.

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    Walter jumped and looked over at Messerie, watching the papers bounce and jumble in her hands, " Well, out with it! Tell us what you've made! " he encouraged excitedly, so many things were happening today that was good for the Clockworkers!

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    Name:


    Kawaii


    ( changed from Taylor because he hated the name. )


    Age:


    17 years of age


    Birthdate:


    May 10th, 1995


    Gender:


    Male


    Sexual Orientation:


    Demisexual Pansexual


    Diagnosis:


    Autism --


    When Kawaii was at the age of five, he was diagnosed with 'autism'. Autism is a disorder of neural development characterized by impaired social interaction and communication, and by restricted and repetitive behavior; now it affects one in 88 children and one in 54 boys.


    Kawaii would usually be caught rocking back and forth for no reason, or letting out slurs of unknown words. Of course, he was able to be main-streamed by the time he was seven years old, in a special school for children with autism. His autism isn't very visible, but once and a while you will catch him with some signs still left of it, such as social disabilities or a speech difference.


    Heart Failure / Weak Heart --


    When Kawaii was born, he had been notified to have a ' weak heart '. The doctors had warned his mother that he should not over-exert himself, such as running for too long, or playing sports.


    It was also authorized that fatty foods were off-limits at all times, as well as carbonated beverages containing corn starch, glucose, sugars, etc.; such as sodas.


    Kawaii's heart cannot take in a lot of blood all at once, especially with adrenaline, and thus, will lead to shut down or heart attack.


    Asthma --


    As well as being diagnosed with autism and a weak heart, asthma was also visible; asthma is a condition that affects a person's airways, also known as breathing tubes. When Kawaii would get sick, his airways would close up and it would make him wheeze and gasp.


    It is the most common chronic childhood disease, affecting more than one child in 20. At the age of 11, he was officially diagnosed, and had been able to buy a breathalyzer and inhaler incase of emergencies.



    Species:


    Red Panda -- Ailurus fulgens


    Appearance:


    Physical --


    An average height man, or woman, would be around 5'4" - 5'6". Kawaii would stand at shoulder length with them if he were face to face. At about 5'0" and weighing a reasonable 121 lb. this is about as big as Kawaii would get.


    The young 'panda' has dark, almost amber-chestnut-like hair, and of course, Red panda markings; his eyes are a pale gray/blue mix; he has little muscle, but an excellent rectangular-figure.


    Clothing --


    Kawaii would dress in nothing special, usually casual clothing such as an undershirt or formal shirt underneath a sweater or hoodie; frequent black jeans with neon purple shoes, or the occasional blue jeans. He is ever rarely seen without a sweater or a hoodie on during the winter, and during the summer he wears light-fabric'd over shirts or tank tops.


    Because of the way he dressed he looks a bit like a. . . ' momma's boy ' but, that's actually his style. He prefers the old-people looking clothes more than the, ' whoa look at these graphic 'tees', man. '


    Personality:


    The majority of Kawaii's personality has to do with his autism.


    Habits --


    Kawaii has many habits that can't be broken because he's instinctively bound to them. An example is that whenever he's listening to music that he likes, he will start to wobble or rock in his seat or spot that he's sitting in or laying.


    Another is flicking his fingers symmetrically without rhythm, which is part of his autism as well; when he gets excited or really happy this will be visible.


    Kawaii will also play with things in his pockets, or things that aren't his when he's nervous or very curious about something. But, this can usually lead him into trouble because most of the time, he knows not to touch other people's objects, but it doesn't register faster enough for him, and flies off the wall.


    Necessities --


    Necessities are some things that Kawaii always needs around him, or he won't feel safe or secure.


    His leaf, is priority number one; for some reason, he's always felt like he needed something on his head like a hat or something, and when he was younger, leaves would always make him feel very relaxed and happy. Getting an idea from that thought, he decided to pluck a leaf off the tree that was in his backyard when he was still living with his mother and brothers, and put it on his head, keeping it there.


    Kawaii also has to have two things carried along with him in his pockets; one of his collectable toys that he had received randomly from someone when they thought it was his. He decided to keep it and name it ' Stitchy ' because of the stitch-like out linings on the figure. Another thing is a slide-flashdrive, for some reason, it calms him down if he's scared or nervous, pushing the flash drive's handle up and down was calming.


    Speech --


    Kawaii likes to change his voice around when talking to different people, on some occasions he can sound like an old man, or a witch, if he chose, and other times it's just his normal voice but he doesn't talk very much with it if he does not have a lot to say, or the person he is talking to gives him no interest whatsoever.


    Sociability --


    Due to his habits and problems, he doesn't have a lot of friends because he usually always has to stay immobile, or walk when others run, talk with strange voices, and these ' unnecessary ' habits make him stick out like a sore thumb, and people usually stereotype him, or make up lies.


    Kawaii will never, ever, walk up to someone, or anyone; he has absolutely no interest for anyone else unless they get themselves involved as well, and he starts to pay attention. But as far as friends go, he's never been able to make any because of his disability to approach someone.


    Intelligence --


    It was not that Kawaii was smart, it was just something he was naturally good at. It doesn't take him long to figure out how to solve a problem, or find information to something that interests him, like history. In school he was at the top of his class without even trying, and would always be referred to as the ' genius '; though, when someone like a teacher asks him to explain an answer in front of all of the students in the class, he'll give a pathetic one instead of what he actually knows.


    History:


    When he was young. . . --


    Kawaii was born May 10th, 1995 on a bright and sunny day as Taylor Yannon, to Marcia Yannon and Jacob Slevich. His parents were never married, and soon after his birth they stopped seeing each other gradually, and then stopped all together. He was their 4th and last son, also being the youngest out of his other 3 brothers, Jacob being the oldest. Growing up for Kawaii was hard, especially with being diagnosed with a weak heart and autism; the children he went to school with in his early stages of being a toddler were always restrained if they got loud and violent. Kawaii was considered ' highly functioning ', because the least his did was babble nonsense and rock in his chair; but he could understand and do questions if you asked him.


    Kawaii's mother would always bring his brothers and him to the park they lived near once a week; Kawaii would always be told to bring toys, or a video game, or something like chalk to draw on the sidewalk with, or sit on the bench and cheer for his brothers because he couldn't join them when they decided to go and play soccer or football. It's not like he felt excluded from everything, once and a while his brothers and him would come up with clever games to play with each other; because Kawaii was considered the ' smart ' one, out of them all. It wasn't really called being smart, he just enjoyed obtaining information or math, or something like that, and keep it stored; it was just something he was good at.


    Being a young-teenager was. . . --


    Finally getting his own place was. . . --


    Family:


    Mother -- Marcia (44)


    Brothers -- William (21) , Lloyd (19) , Jacob (23)


    Love interest:


    Crush --


    Lover --


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    Hey, hey!


    Take my WIP entry, I'm going to finish it later on if I have the time!


    http://warriorcatsrpg.com/inde…0.msg43438237#msg43438237

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    Hello!


    I'm debating or not weather I should make a ' Bio Contest Discussion Thread ' but I'm not sure if there was one already made.


    I'm also looking for opinions, would that be a good idea for users to talk and compliment about each others bios?

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    I'm pretty sure they count, but do anthros count?

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