[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]um is that a malfoy inspired character i see
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]A knowing smile toyed with the corners of ebony lips, gently upturning the edges into something tentative. This whole expressive business still felt foreign to the typically stoic beast. "It is alright," a calloused paws raised into the air, halting the auburn hybrid's rambling. The same paws then moved to her skull, a single digit tapping her temple pointedly. "I know. Sylmae's thoughts and feelings are overwhelming - I just wanted to hear it from your own mouth." a tricky move, and she knew it by the way she gazed down at her paws. Melantha was pleased that at least someone care for Sylmae the way the way she deserved to be loved, but it also made Melantha a little sad. There were always people lining up to be with Mae, whereas Mel was lucky to find someone that even piqued her interest. It was one of those small jealousies between friends.
Try to keep it light, do not pour out your heart. She repeated this to herself as she considered her words in return to Cade's questioning. At this point, she did not mind telling him, she just did not want to drag him down too deep into the dark gloomy abyss that was her being. "He was... troubled. I knew that, but I was blinded by childish fantasies. Instead of helping him, I scared him away." only scratching the surface of what really happened. She failed to mention that he cheated on her and had children with another girl and that he had severe commitment issues and hated himself or that she still loved him. But it was a failed romance, and she needed to move on. She just couldn't. She was stuck, and that threatened all her hopes for future relationships, because if he came back, Melantha was not sure she would be able to stay away. Thankfully Cade continued on because she could feel herself slipping; her brain was always a dangerous place to roam. A slight nod was offered in agreement. "I understand. Everyone has their dirty laundry, I suppose." Melantha had a shxt-ton.
"Sometimes I just wish we could all be happy." Maker knows that she was not. Melantha merely existed: she no longer felt any passion for anything besides simple curiosity, everything she did was because it was her routine, she was completely unoriginal. If anything, she was alright for the time being, but nowhere near happy. "But you must suffer in order to appreciate the good times." And guess who was still waiting for the good times to return?
"It's alright, I'm just teasing." she reassured with a smirk. Cade's pep talk was unexpected, but did not go unappreciated. Now if only she believed it. A tiny, appreciating smile spread across her features for a moment before disintegrating into nothingness. They needed a new topic; something lighter because she could only handle so much melancholy before she withered away into a depressing puddle of dreams that were still dreams and broken promises. "So, tell me about yourself. Likes, dislikes, etc. I need to know if you are an appropriate suitor for my best friend." she sounded more like a mom, but that was what she was going for.
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
melantha eris faber | member of bloodclan & scarclan | cisgender female | five years old (three irl) | biromantic demisexual | jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013 | character bond with SylmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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Anyone have any good clan recommendations?
[size=10px][b]general:
sylmae winzor | nicknames; mae/syl/sylmama | female
pansexual panromantic | recovering and in love| secretly dating cade
chimera of scarclan/medic of darkclan | ageless/immortal[ish]
best friend [many/open] | mentor [open] | friendlyphysical:
• grey/black/white clouded leopard
• gold with silver flecks
• ref ref2injuries:
• no current injuriespersonality:
insomniac | friendly/loving | paranoid | clinically depressed | energetic/caring
born a snow leopard | hates everything/one | originally from boneclanconfrontation:
• physical - medium | mental - medium
• pacifistic tendencies/tires easily
• attack in color
• can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]yes mom
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]Oh here came the angry best friend. She would not stand by and allow people to bash Sylmae. And what were the other people doing? Standing by and watching? Wow, that was really shxtty. Melantha recognized that they did live in an anti-clan, but it kind of went without saying that you do not bully your clanmates (or potential ones, in this case).
Calloused paws moved quietly across the forest floor, petite figure weaving between the trees with predatory grace as the solitary came to join Sylmae at the border. The voices and commotion had lured the elegant beast from the depths of the territory, coaxing the elusive predator into yet another social situation by taking advantage of her curiosity. Unfortunately, she was not very satisfied with what she found as she typically was. All she got were hostile clanmates and a young female whom was barking up the wrong tree at present. Sickly green orbs narrowed with clear displeasure, but considering the fact that Medea was blind, it did not really make a difference. "I do not appreciate how you are speaking to Sylmae, child." she stated in a frozen voice. It was spoken in such a way that somehow was meant to be a motherly scolding but came out like the words went through an ice box on the way out of her throat. The child was also strategically placed in order to capture the newcomer's attention.
"I do not know where you come from, but generally one does not go around insulting their intended clanmates. Anti-clan or not, I will not stand for your impoliteness. And frankly, whatever your history is with Sylmae, it does not excuse your poor behavior." Melantha did her best to remain professional, keeping her voice the same measured and icy tone as it began. She refused to sink down to the other's level. And if this was not resolved soon, Melantha saw no problem in finding Dodger and filing a complaint. Mel was clearly not a fan of ill-mannered people.
(IC opinions only, she's just coming to MAe's rescue c: )
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]oh my fck its twisted!! !
she's actually my queen okay she was my fave way back whentrack for now
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]i cannot help but stalk cadmae threads okay and when i saw that i think i cried
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; width: 480px; font: normal 16px times new roman; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify]// waffles brows
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]*flares nostrils*
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]Melantha successfully struggled to write out her story idea on a piece of paper and passed it over. It was heavily inspired by all the two-leg media she had been consuming in her spare time.
(based off of the axeman murders in new orleans, the letter used is the actual letter sent by the axeman to the police)
"Sstrike fear in their heartsss." the creature commanded, three sets of glowing red eyes the only thing visible in the shadows in which it lurked. "Make yoursself known, but ssstay hidden."
I could see his forked tongue flicker briefly into the shaft of light that separated myself from the spirit. "I shall do as you ask, sir." He hissed his approval, and in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Without him here, the air was much lighter, and it was significantly easier to breathe. My lips curled into a grin, and I ran my tongue along my mouth, thinking about the delicious moment in which the Egyptian deity appeared to me.
I had been bored out of my mind, caged within my parent's home for the sole purpose that I was a "lady" and "ladies" did not read stories about civilizations from long ago. They did not approve of my adventurous mind, but what else was I supposed to do when lessons on how to properly run a household weren't being shoved down my throat? I was fascinated by the peoples of old, and how brutally powerful they were. Sacrifices for beings that ruled supreme, battles in massive arenas, and bloody eradication of their enemies. It made my heart beat fast, my mind intoxicated by the graphic images. I soon became addicted to reading the stories, using my little brother to sneak the material from under my parents' noses.
It was midnight, and I laid awake in my bed fantasizing about the Egyptians. They had accomplished so much, and was at the height of wealth and influence for thousands of years. He appeared then: Apophis, the spirit of evil, darkness and destruction. He could not be killed, though many have tried. He was - no - is unbelievably powerful, and it was I he chose.
He told me to take up arms, to break away from my gilded cage and show everyone what happened when you held a brilliant mind captive. I agreed, both because I had been waiting for an opportunity like this for years, and also because Apophis was a malignant being who was feared by not only mortals, but the gods themselves.
I dressed myself in men's clothes ( I was tired of the lengthy ritual that was women’s clothing ), and packed a bag of provisions I would need on my journey to come. Once everything had been prepared, I grabbed my bag and strode out of the house. Our help heard my movements, and came to investigate. Yet they did not try to stop their master's seventeen year old daughter from leaving - they were terrified, as they should be. Everyday, I saw the fear in the way they watched me, like cornered animals. I knew they were aware of the mass grave in the backyard, all birds with their delicate necks snapped and bodies dismembered. there was much enjoyment to be had in watching adults cower at the sight of me.
"Send my wishes to mother and father." I cooed, flashing a devilish grin. The woman closest to me ( I didn't know her name, for they all look the same ) whimpered, and I spat at her feet. "Tell them I hope they burn in hell." With my parting words complete, I began my journey to New Orleans.
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It was May 23, 1918. I left the same way I entered, through a panel I chiseled out of the back door. My lips curled in silent laughter, proud. I could taste the blood in my mouth. Over the last seven years, I had butchered multiple grocers and my skills had evolved magnificently, just as Apophis had promised. But this time, after the murder of Mr. and Mrs. Maggio was discovered along with the bloodied axe, the people of New Orleans would finally connect the dots.
As I stood in the shower, washing away the grocer's blood, I began to imagine what the people will call me. My hope is that it will be catchy; something that will make everyone's blood run cold when they heard it.
The water turned off with an obnoxious squeak, and I grit my teeth. It was a side effect of staying in less than desirable quarters. However, I had grown accustomed to living in such places since I left my mansion in 1911.
He appeared to me while I was toweling off, alerting me to his presence by the heavy feeling of dread that constantly followed him. "I was wondering when you would arrive, Apophis. You have not come to visit me in quite some time." I said, a gleeful smile dancing upon my lips. The demonic being only showed himself when he had something important to tell me.
"You have done quite well, my dissciple." He said, coming into my sight in the form of a massive Python. "However, thiss is only the beginning. The mortalss sshall try to find you. But you need not fear, because I will guide you." I nodded silently, taking a seat upon the bed which groaned under my weight.
"I need you to write a letter. Sssend it when the time isss right, after the common people have reached the point where they quake in their bootsss at the mention of your name. That iss when you sshall ssend it." He left as suddenly as he arrived, having no cause to linger once his message had been delivered.
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"The Axeman" is what they call me, and as I walk the streets, I cannot go more than ten steps before I hear the name leaving someone's lips. The people are baffled. They struggle to come to a conclusion as to who and what I am. Am I a tall, thin man? Am I midget? Is that why I can fit through the panels so effortlessly? No, I must be a woman, right? But wait, a woman could not execute such a deed! Women are proper and delicate, incapable of committing heinous crimes. It took all my willpower not to break into laughter at the thought. Man's pride is what keeps them from catching me. The authorities refuse to believe that breasts are capable of serial murder, too. Their incompetence, however, was one of the main reasons as to why I get a kick out of murder.
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I have not killed since August, and the inaction is driving me insane - well, that’s a cliff I've already jumped off. You know what I mean. Every time I ventured out into public, it was almost painful to resist bashing their faces in right there. But I would not dare to disobey Apophis, for he had ordered me to wait. It was almost time, he had said to me.
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On March 10, 1919, I quenched my ever-growing thirst for Italian blood. The man put up a fight; he fought for his wife and child, but it was futile. I had been doing this for a long time, and could not be beaten. He did, however, offer up a nice challenge. It was nice to test out my skills after being dormant for so long. I killed their two year-old daughter next, taking pleasure in the way her screams were immediately cut short by my axe meeting her skull.
I could feel Apophis lurking in the shadows, his presence heightening not only my senses, but my insanity. I could feel the broken part of my mind whispering to me, alerting me of the grieving mother and wife who stood to attack me. I spun towards her, using my momentum to propel my weapon into her soft flesh. I struck her two more times, and left once all three were motionless. The voices told me the woman was not dead, just as Apophis had ordered. Rosie Cortimilgia would provide fuel to the fire to come, instigating only more fear and confusion.
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The New Orleans Times Picayune received my letter only four days after I slaughtered that family. It read:
Hell, March 13, 1919
Esteemed Mortal:
They have never caught me and they never will. They have never seen me, for I am invisible, even as the ether that surrounds your earth. I am not a human being, but a spirit and a demon from the hottest hell. I am what you Orleanians and your foolish police call the Axeman.
When I see fit, I shall come and claim other victims. I alone know who they shall be. I shall leave no clue except my bloody axe, besmeared with blood and brains of he whom I have sent below to keep me company.
If you wish you may tell the police to be careful not to rile me. Of course, I am a reasonable spirit. I take no offense at the way they have conducted their investigations in the past. In fact, they have been so utterly stupid as to not only amuse me, but His Satanic Majesty, Francis Josef, etc. But tell them to beware. Let them not try to discover what I am; for it were better that they were never born than to incur the wrath of the Axeman. I don‘t think there is any need of such a warning, for I feel sure the police will always dodge me, as they have in the past. They are wise and know how to keep away from all harm.Undoubtedly, you Orleanians think of me as a most horrible murderer, which I am, but I could be much worse if I wanted to. If I wished, I could pay a visit to your city every night. At will I could slay thousands of your best citizens, for I am in close relationship with the Angel of Death.
Now, to be exact, at 12:15 (earthly time) on next Tuesday night, I am going to pass over New Orleans. In my infinite mercy, I am going to make a little proposition to you people.Here it is:
I am very fond of jazz music, and I swear by all the devils in the nether regions that every person shall be spared in whose home a jazz band is in full swing at the time I have just mentioned. If everyone has a jazz band going, well, then, so much the better for you people. One thing is certain and that is that some of your people who do not jazz it on Tuesday night (if there be any) will get the axe.
Well, as I am cold and crave the warmth of my native Tartarus, and it is about time I leave your earthly home, I will cease my discourse. Hoping that thou wilt publish this, that it may go well with thee, I have been, am and will be the worst spirit that ever existed either in fact or realm of fancy.
The Axeman
The letter was amusing to write, for I had to put it in terms of the Christian beliefs. Such pious fools would never believe that the true power behind the murders was an ancient being from a culture long dead. If I had brought up Egypt or the spirit that guided me, no one would have believed it. I had to play to the masses.
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I walked on the arm of a demon who took the form of a man, playing the role of a young lady's escort as she made her way home before the time "the Axeman" promised to strike. It was barely 5:00 in the afternoon and I could already hear the melodious sound of music rising into the air. Oh, I did have a special love for Jazz music. From the sound of it, I would not need to kill tonight.
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August 3, 1919. I attacked a young girl whom was neither a grocer nor Italian. I let her live, for that incident was more symbolic than naught. No one was safe from the Axeman. No one.
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My final attack came in October. He ordered me to only kill the husband, Mike Pepitone, and I followed orders perfectly. After tonight, I was finished. I would give myself to Apophis so I could live with him as one of his demons.
My body quivered with anticipation. I stealthily maneuvered my slender body through the opened I had cut in the door. Rising to my feet, I surveyed my surroundings. All was quiet in the home… There. I closed my eyes for a moment, focusing on the whispers that originated from the broken part in my mind. Aha! The wife and children were down the hall. Sometimes having random dialogue in your brain was very useful. Mostly for violent purposes, of course.. That meant my target must be sleeping on the couch. Wonderful!
In my hand I held the axe from which I took from their tool shed outside, a foolish mistake. What was his name? M… Mike… I couldn’t remember his last name ( how do italians even come up with their names? Didn’t they know just them being here was annoying? Nobody wants to have to guess their way through their names ). I saw Apophis in the corner of my eyes, suddenly materializing as the blade of my axe sliced through the sleeping man, a shower of blood spraying in all directions.
Let me tell you now, there is nothing more satisfying than the last surprised gasp a person makes right as they realize their skull is being forced apart by a foreign object. I wonder if they could hear their bone cracking right before they die? I certainly could, and it gave me chills.
I licked the spray off my lips, savoring the coppery taste before turning to my master with a smirk. Beyond me, I could hear the rest of the family stirring, their peaceful sleep disturbed by the sound of their father’s head being chopped open. I snickered softly, flicking crimson-stained blonde locks out of my face.
"Come." Apophis ordered, the humanoid figure holding out a scaly hand - the only thing visible in the darkness. My heart skipped a beat, the whispers in my brain drowning out all thought by their excitement. “GO!” They shouted, and I waited not a moment longer. I grasped the spirit’s hand, sealing my fate.
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Other demons picked up where I had left off. They were nowhere near as perfect, or as effective as I, but they did their job. My last victim's wife claimed to have seen me, which was false. The woman only saw whatever Apophis wanted her to see: the mutilated corpse of her husband. Part of me wished I could have been there to see the horror on her aging face when she realized what had happened. Truthfully, she should have been proud that her family could have been part of my epic finale. But sane people are too emotional to see how great this all was. Oh well.
It was Apophis's idea to have his minions create a last bit of confusion before the "Axeman" disappeared for good. The authorities would arrest a mortal man who had nothing to do with the murders, and I would forever live in history, faceless and nameless, but a legend.
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]nega is so green awwww <3
GUYS I SPENT THREE DAYS WRITING THAT STORY IN THE STORY TELLING THREAD OML
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]"I certainly hope they do. That was five dollars of my paycheck I will never get back." she replied with a chuckle. Olive orbs flickered to the puppies, excited to watch them unleash utter destruction upon the symbolic teddy bear. She was never really a fan of dogs, as they required far more attention and love than Melantha could handle, but she quite enjoyed visiting Mae's puppies. They were very cute, and she could manage small encounters with canines. Dogs were just too high maintenance for the introverted women; cats suited her better. "Go fetch, puppers." the plant freak called out with a tiny smile as she chucked the thing across the room. The sound of nails skittering across the room filled her ears as she watched the young pups chase after their new toy.
She glanced back up at Sylmae, gazing into her friend's dark eyes as a small smile danced across her full lips. "You are just in luck," Mel replied with a quirk of her brow, reaching into the bag in order to display her cargo at a closer proximity. "But," she interjected. "No getting drunk. You are no fun when you are drunk. You are a sad drunk, so I'm keeping you happily buzzed." she shook a finger in Sylmae's face like a disapproving mother. But all the seriousness soon left her lovely features as she pulled out the matching shirts. "They say 'chicks before dicks.'" she said, showing them off. In all honesty, the slogan was a little misleading but poor Melantha interpreted it as something similar to sisters before misters. Mel scoffed. "You're literally wearing a baggy t-shirt now. Besides, it is the rule of being friends with someone that you have to wear matching ugly clothing at least once."
A hand came up to pat Sylmae's cheek once the girl's temple connected with the flesh on Melantha's shoulder. "No worries, dear. It makes me feel good to help out in any way I can." she reassured in a warm tone. "But you could always help out when I do tidy up around here." So was she being a mom or subtly flirting? Mel was oblivious to everything in general, but it is safe to say she was giving off mixed signals.
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]NO NO I REMEMBER YOU PLAYED ACE YES
WAIT YOU BROUGHT ACE BACK HSHDS YAY AY
Where tho? ?? Bloodclan??
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]A devilish smirk flickered briefly across angular features, highlighting the mischievous nature she harbored deep beneath the persona she commonly displayed. "I know, but it is more fun this way." The expression Cade wore at present provided plenty of amusement for the tricky creature, as it was exactly the reaction she was hoping for. "But truth be told, I had not planned to question you on such a matter." Ever the honest beast, she could not allow him to believe that she had set the whole thing up. It just kind of happened. Her mind often roamed, and she constantly shifted back and forth from being curious to respecting others' privacy. Typically she would not pry, but sometimes certain questions needed to be asked.
The concern and worry dancing within those gorgeous eyes of hers was enough to cause the regal huntress to look away shyly, sickly green orbs gluing themselves to her paws as they often had in her youth. It had felt almost as if Cade was gazing into her soul, tearing her apart and reading all of her secrets. It was an action she often did to others, but it was very rare that anyone ever looked at her with the same intensity. Time had taught her to grow accustomed to people being oblivious to her existence. Thankfully he did not pry any further, and she felt grateful for that. Some people just did not know when to stop.
"Yeah, well, I am still waiting to actually be satisfied with my lot in life." she sighed, gazing off into the distance. "And the good times just feel so far away." When was the last time she actually felt positive throughout her entire beings? She was about Cade's age, actually, and it was right after she and Kaiser got together. They were going to officiate their relationship and planning on having children together. Her father and siblings were still alive, and she was best friends with Mihael. It was such a long time ago, however, and those memories were fading fast. Why did she keep spilling her mind to Cade? She told herself she was going to stop but the thoughts just kept pouring out. Perhaps she needed to speak with another person more than she realized. Melantha was so focused on helping Mae that neither of them recognized Melantha's own problems. Not to say that Mae did not care, but Melantha tended to put her friends first, work second, and herself dead last.
Black-capped audits stood erect upon her skull as she listened with interest. Mel really enjoyed watching him speak; lots of diverse emotions flickering across a single canvas. She wished she could do that so easily. "I love purple," she breathed, once again failing to prevent the simple thought from slipping off her tongue. She coughed awkwardly. "Very interesting," she drawled, nodding her head once he finished. "Thank you. Is it my turn now?"
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]*melantha is pet*
bonjour paxdad i missed you -
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]JOINING THE AMBASSADOR PROGRAM
Character Name: Melantha
Desired Clan: Scarclan
Would you like an initiation thread/mission w/ the team or spymaster?: no thank you
Want the Badge?: yes please -
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]the first one warms my emo soul
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]JOINING THE SPIES!
Character Name: Melantha
Would you like an initiation thread/mission w/ the team or spymaster?: yes please -
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]thank you, dear
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]do you mind?
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px;][justify][size=8]A good hour or so then unknown travel deposited the young bundle on the border of Bloodclan's territory, the petite figure of Melantha Faber crested on of the rolling dunes. The blazing eye of the sun was at her back, slowly sinking into the westward horizon. The last desperate tendrils of brilliant golden light cast a bright halo around the edges of the female's figure until she moved into the shadow of the hill. It was just another end to just another long day of nothingness. Patrols, scuffles, hunting, talking. Everything was nearly the exact same as what occurred the day before, and the one before that and the one before that and the one..... But one could not discern the boredom from the wildcat's features, for she had long since perfected the art of a poker face.
A few seconds of roaming in this particular area, refreshing scent markers and checking the landscape, and a soft noise tickled her ears. Was that whimpering? Suddenly filled with curiosity, calloused paws unconsciously steered the lithe huntress in the direction of the noise. She was not surprised, but rather intrigued, to find the small pup laying within a wicker basket. "Oh," she breathed softly, olive eyes shining in adoration. Melantha loved children, and she had always longed for some of her own; hence the dreamy reaction. But there was also some concern present within her features. Who could have abandoned such an adorable creature? "Hey Kiddo... Shh, shh, it's alright. Calm down.." she cooed, gently stroking the pup's head with a delicate paw.
[hr][justify][size=8]GENERAL:
• melantha eris faber (Mel, Melly, Lanny. Miss Faber)
• member of bloodclan & scarclan
• cisgender female | biromantic demisexual
• five years old (three irl)
• Jacky x cataclysm | born June 24, 2013
• character bond with Sylmae | 1/2 of Breastfriends | 1/2 of MelmaePHYSICAL:
• north american cougar w/ olive eyes
• on the small side; petite
• 110 lbs and 2 ft at the shoulder
• small scar on her lip
• always has good posture
• missing half of her tail
PERSONALITY:
• solitary and introverted; struggles to relate to others
• comes off as cold or angry but she really is just uncomfortable putting her emotions on display
• is very polite and formal, but goes about everything with a lack of passion; it's all very empty and rather depressing
• hard working and loyal; possesses a strong sense of justice and can be territorial about those she cares about
• really just wants to fall in love and have children but she doesn't think she deserves it
• sarcastic and witty when she breaks out of her shell
• more empathetic and compassionate than she lets onCURRENT EVENTS:
• trying to be more approachable & more social
• depressed & lonelyBATTLE:
stubborn | typically does not start fights | prefers to fight fairly and evenly matched | does not fight to kill in most battle situations• elemental powers, the sight, manip. memory & emotions, shapeshifting
• attack in bold & extreme difficulty
• only has one life
• ask to capture or maim & no killLINKS:
soundtrack | opinions | pm to plot