Posts by Kimmy

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  • the blood on my teeth is far beyond dry !! OPEN RAID

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px][justify][size=11px]Now that didn't make the clan seem so friendly. How was getting captured in their control? She had never known anyone who had purposely flung themselves at the enemy in hopes of being caught and potentially tortured... it was a stupid move, in her opinion. But Florence didn't voice her inner thoughts, instead, she merely frowned before following after Redlion, mind buzzing with a million different thoughts.

  • LIKE REAL PEOPLE DO | gallery

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -4px;]florence targaryen[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]NOW SHE SLEEPS WITH ONE EYE OPEN, THAT'S THE PRICE SHE PAID
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][sub]NAME Florence Targaryen
    - Nickname(s) Flor
    AGE 8 Months
    - Spiritual Age 14 Months
    - Birth Date Unknown (need to check)
    GENDER Female
    - Gender Identity Female
    CHARACTER ORIGIN Based off of Davina Claire and Florence Welch
    - Reincarnation Of Davina Claire Targaryen and Ayana
    SEXUALITY Bisexual (leans towards females)
    - Relationship Status Single
    ALLIANCE DarkClan
    - Rank Apprentice

    APPEARANCE

    PERSONALITY

    PARENTS Adelaide and Margaret
    SIBLINGS Seraphina T.M (adopted sister)
    OFFSPRING N/A
    GENERATION Unknown

    POWERS
    DISABILITIES
    DISORDERS

    [/fancypost][align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © WINNIE

  • like a horse on a carousel | joining

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px][justify][size=11px][color=#ffcc88]"We're going to make it here, Kimmy. No more living in the past. You do not belong to him anymore!"


    The slightly squeaky, child-like voice rang out as the ginger tabby stepped over the border. [color=#ffcc88]"You're out of that horrible place. He can't try to break you anymore," she continued, a smile spreading across the features as she thought about him. While he still haunted her dreams, she really didn't feel the need to worry anymore- he was dead after all.


    Speaking of which, death was such a sad topic... the two year old would much rather think about engaging in fun games and gossiping with the other girls her age. She could do that here right? They wouldn't judge her for wanting to play moss-ball and tell stories about princesses? She certainly hoped not, as, if they did, it'd be far worst than having spent most of her life in what she now considered solitary confinement.


    Her frown slightly wavered as that crossed her mind but she quickly remembered to feel positive. They'd probably like her more that way. Casting a quick glance at the purple bag she liked to carry around (as it was her reassurance), she parted her maw and screamed.


    [color=#ffcc88]"HELLO! MY NAME IS KIMMY AND I WANT TO JOIN!"

  • i'm not yours anymore | joining

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px][justify][size=11px]The Penumbra? A no go. She didn't like it there in even the slightest. Now the Noble Lands? There was just something promising about it... even if she didn't know what 'noble' meant.


    Pausing upon the border, the two year old with the mentality of a sixth month old would permit a smile to appear upon her lips. She was all for new starts, even if this was her third this week. [color=#ffcc88]"Never-mind that, Kimmy! This place is gonna be the best yet... just you wait!" She practically shouted, the thought suddenly crossing her mind.


    [color=#ffcc88]"Oh helloooo!" She proceeded to call, perking her ears, [color=#ffcc88]"I want to join... kinda badly!"

  • i'm not yours anymore | joining

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px][justify][size=11px]Despite not having really interacted with anyone save three people, she handled the crowd rather well. In fact, the little tabby attempted to offer each feline the friendliest smile that she could manage, brown eyes gleaming in an excited fashion. [color=#ffcc88]"Thank you! Thank you! Can we play a game after the tour? I'd really love to!" She loudly informed, biting her lip anxiously as it was almost too much to keep inside. [color=#ffcc88]"Please! Please! Please!"