Posts by VENNUM D.

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[&] Become a semi-HP in one Clan
[&] Become a HP in one clan
[&] Become a well-known exorcist
[&] Obtain a boyfriend/girlfriend
[&] Date aforementioned boyfriend/girlfriend for six IRL months
[&] Propose to boyfriend/girlfriend
[&] Reach 1,000 posts (in progress)
[&] Participate in a long-term plot
[&] Participate in a clan-wide plot
[&] Participate in a SITE-WIDE plot
[&] Become afflicted with vampirism
[&] Have Misuto come back
[&] Be well-known for having many enemies
[&] Exorcise ONE demon
[&] Be captured and tortured ONCE

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AVATARS

ART

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]I've been fine, could be doing better tbh. I'm just tired rn. And yeah, a thread in SunClan might be good?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]this is Admin's roleplayer on another subby
mAMA BEAR'S GONNA BE PISSED

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Jinya turned his head to glance at Yuri, whom had just announced his presence to him. He was glad he wasn't getting overwhelmed by strangers and that one person was coming up at one at a time so he could properly acknowledge them. The ebony kitsune arched an nonexistent eyebrow and noticeably leaned away from Yuri when he settled near him, breathing in sharply before acutely reminding himself he won't touch you. He shifted his gaze to look at Yuri's wings, which were honestly beautiful (wouldn't catch him saying it aloud) in his opinion.

He was slightly caught off guard with Yuri's supposed compliment regarding his eye color. He blinked once and then twice, quickly adverting his gaze towards a bush that suddenly seemed to pique his interest as the tips of his ears began to feel warm. Jinya couldn't handle compliments well, and tried to brush them off and liked to think that they don't actually mean what they say. The exorcist swallowed thickly once he realized Yuri was now leaning closer to him. "Y-Yeah, thanks Yuri. I'll... remember your name, definitely." He said, nodding his head slightly.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]A- A party? Oh hell no. He definitely won't go. He couldn't handle crowds as well as he used to and just being here among many unfamiliar faces who were just here to confront this femme who stood at their border unnerved him. The thought of someone brushing themselves against him... ugh. Jinya, despite feeling particularly troubled about this, remained calm and composed and confident. The kitsune stalked over and lowered himself further away from his clanmates that were already present, tails thumping against the ground. His paw reached up to fiddle with his silver cross, huffing softly as he felt the cold metal on his paw pads.

He breathed out after finally calming himself and spoke in an even tone towards the ScarClanner. "I can't accept invites either and I won't be attending." He spoke, announcing that he wouldn't be going to the party to his clanmates in general. Jinya shifted his weight on his paws, flickering his nicked left ear.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]I can make the thread real quickly! It may be of poor quality, since I'm sort of sleepy but I promise it'll be up soon :^)

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Ey, maybe an interaction thread with Jinya? He doesn't like kids all that much so he'll more than likely try his best to ignore her should she try and talk with him. Wtf am I doing, I should be asleep dammit

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Jinya wanted to find the emergency exit to the conversation (what conversation?) and get to camp so he could finally relax his mind when another person came bounding up, singing. And what the other was singing terrified him in all honesty. "Wh- What?" He stammered out, having totally lost the cool and collected air he had before and shifted away from the winged male beside him. "No. Just, no." He stated firmly, individual tails lashing about behind him before released a shuddering sigh, reaching upwards with a paw to mess around with his silver cross necklace. He held it firmly in his paw as he calmed himself down. He didn't care if the other simply meant it as a joke or whatever, that was not cool.

Turning his head away, fixing his gaze upon the ground, he mumbled out his replies to Cricketpaw's questions. "I'm biologically male and I'm also identified as male so, please male pronouns." The question was a weird one, but Jinya had been asked far more weirder questions like being asked if he was a virgin or not. Thinking back to that encounter made him woozy.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]/it's likely i won't be going to sleep
/it's also very likely i'll be pulling another all-nighter

Ah no worries, I can make! It just might be of low quality because my muse is kind of crashing after making many posts with this boy today.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Jinya had just made his return to SunClan and was actually quite surprised to find all of things still intact. It seemed like no one had touched most of the stuff he had collected (which he was secretly glad about) and he had to spend most of his time cleaning up around the place since it collected a nice amount of dust during his months gone from SunClan. He had finished cleaning an hour ago and was now going on a walk about the territory, deciding to relax his nerves after meeting so many people. The anxiety that had been built upon meeting many unfamiliar faces upon his return had melted away when he had drunk his herbal tea and spent time cleansing his room. It seemed like he could enjoy his day alone for once...

Jinya walked near the SunClan border, dainty paws leading him nowhere in particular. He would occasionally glance to the right, checking to see if anyone was approaching the SunClan border and so far, luckily, he had yet to come across anyone. That, of course, was about to change.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Not a problem! Here's the thread.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Jinya settled himself in his humble abode, having cleaned up around the place since it had collected a fair amount of dust since his last time in SunClan which had been a few months ago. The kitsune was secretly glad that the things he had left in the hut were still there, untouched by grubby or greedy paws. It looked like he wouldn't need to go replacing the stuff he had and that pleased him. Jinya walked among the hut, bringing down various things from the makeshift cabinets he made and placing them back when he didn't find the thing he needed. He was looking for green tea leaves so that he could make his tea. He was tired today and thought he could make do with some tea.

Soon, he found what he had needed and smiled just faintly when he looked at the final ingredient he had needed. Turning and waltzing to that special place where he made his tea just outside of his hut, he settled himself over a pot that was filled with boiling water settled over an open flame. He carefully dumped the tea leaves in and, with a wooden spoon, began to stir. After a few minutes passed, Jinya conjured his tea cup and went to pick up the pot, only to hiss out in pain when his tongue touched the hot handle.

"D-Dammit! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" He hissed out, dropping the pot of tea, spilling its steaming contents all over his paws where he picked them up and danced out of the liquid that spread rapidly across the ground. The burning sensation at his maws made him whimper and whine before an anguished snarl ripped through his throat but the anger only lasted for a brief moment before he sighed and kicked over the pot that had originally held his tea. "Stupid piece of shit." He grumbled before heaving another sigh and leaning downwards to pick up the pot and place it back over the boiler. He kicked dirt over the fire until it was just smoldering and kicked dirt over the wasted tea as well.

Well, it looked like he wasn't going to be having any tea.

Tired and irritated, the three tailed kitsune plopped onto his rump with a bad-tempered huff escaping him.

( Whoa, last minute muse boost. I'm sorry )

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Here's the thread. Excuse Jinya's use of language aha

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]( I swear, this is my last post for tonight lmao )

"Huh?"

Jinya twisted his head further to the right, narrowing his liquid gold gaze upon the vaguely familiar figure that seemed to be wandering about. They seemed to be taking a look about the area as if they were familiar with the place, or had visited once or twice in the past. The kitsune shifted, his elongated ears flickering as he eyed Elvis as he neared and pricked his ears when the other started talking. The closer the other got, the more noticeable his scent was. He bit back a soft growl and instead raised a metaphorical eyebrow, slowly lowering his rump onto the ground. "Uh-huh... Elvis, is that you?" Jin questioned, head inclining to the right. "It's Aru, but it's Jinya now." Elvis... Yes, Jinya remembered seeing him in ThunderClan whenever he was still residing there. It was too bad he resented the place now but it was the clan's fault that they earned his resentment. Jinya's voice wasn't warm but it wasn't ice cold either. It just seemed even and nonchalant. It may come as a shock, since back then he probably would have greeted Elvis with much more enthusiasm even if he didn't know Elvis that well. Well, that part of him was gone with the wind, replaced by a more steely figure.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]dammit i can't sleep
but hi hattrick!!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Mmm
Should I or should I not have Jinya get tortured by Ameri?
I'm really leaning forward towards it because I want my smol to further develop his haphephobia

Okay I decided
We absolutely must

I have a little plot where he gets captured and tortured and is experimented on and ends up getting turned into vampire or smth like that (maybe a ghoul...?). It'll basically bring about his extreme fear of being touched so yeah..

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]"Hello."

The black kitsune wrenched his head in the kid's direction, golden eyes landing upon her features for just a moment. He blinked rapidly, tails lashing behind him and a slightly puzzled face making its way onto his face briefly before it disappeared and became a look of slight vexation. He could have sworn he had felt like he had been watched before... Was it this little shit who had been staring at him and giving him that weird feeling of being stalked? Weird. Jinya furrowed his fictive eyebrows, his jaw clenching and loosening, and he continuously shifted his weight on his paws.

"Hey... kid. Jesus, could you not stare at me like that? It's weird." He said bluntly, flickering his ears as he tore his gaze away from the child, looking anywhere but at the other kitsune. For a moment, he felt himself tense up. He seriously didn't like that feeling of being watched. It made him wholly uneasy, even if it was just a kid who was staring at him. Anyway, he felt this presence wavering off Arabella and it was a familiar one, too. Ah, geez. He held his cross firmly in his paw, continuously fiddling with the cold silver accessory as he glanced ahead.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]Ooh yes please!! Lemme just go buy his mutation real quick so I can already have it when the transformation begins hurhur

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; color: silver; font-family: georgia;]I just put this angry smol here and he's already about to get fucked up
Aaah I feel like I'm rushing his development but something needs to happen to him. Besides, I didn't do anything for his 100th post so...