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  • SPOOK | bio

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    : Anngerine Preserves
    • Anngerine a silly little mash up of "Angeline" and "Tangerine"
    • PRESERVES fruit preserved in sugar
    NICKNAMES & PET NAMES: n/a
    AGE: 7 months | gemini
    GENDER: female | she/her




    APPEARANCE:
    • Is a chubby, short domestic feline with large bat wings
    • She has light orange fur with white undertones, similar to a Dreamsicle. What she has in chubiness she makes up for in shortness, honestly Ann is more of a fluffy circle than anything. Her bat wings are light grey and span twice her size at full height. She really isn't very pretty, but her shining aura makes up for that.




    SEXUALITY: biromantic and asexual
    Ann doesn't much care for gender when it comes to relationships. Nope, the only thing she needs is a good heart and someone who is willing to be patient sex-wise.




    PARENTS: Rasbel
    SIBLINGS: tba
    PETS: Has a small albino spider that doubles as 'jewerly' on her accessories. His name is Boxxi.
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    - energetic | friendly | paternal | adventurous | polite | curious | intelligent
    - loud | habitual | artistic | can't be satisfied | flighty | has high expectations
    - selfish | blunt | careless | seemingly apathetic | sadistic | ambitious


    - MBTI PERSONALITY TYPE: ENFP


    HISTORY: lived with her parents for a brief time before moving to Windclan. Every now and then she would pop in for a visit, but is seems she is wanting to see her parents less and less. She is a late bloomer when it comes to the family disease so Ann is just beginning to feel the effects.


    DISORDERS/DISABILITIES: Trichotillomania, Ann is known to pull out her own whiskers which has resulted in her being extremely clumsy
    PASSIVE OR AGGRESSIVE: She is super passive agressive
    CAUTIOUS OR CARELESS: cautious, she does not trust easily
    BOOK OR STREET SMART: probably book smarts
    BOLD OR SHY: While she is pretty bold outwardly like she loves showing off, Ann isn't a huge fan of public affection or huge displays of emotion
    LOGICAL OR EMOTIONAL: very logical


    QUIRKS & HABITS: Ann is very blunt, to the point of upsetting others and not caring. Oddly enough she isn't a huge fan of fruit or candy. When she is horribly nervous she'll start clipping her whiskers, or just straight pulling them out.
    RELIGION: She has no set religion


    FAVORITE COLOR: purple
    FAVORITE FOOD: Any animal that falls under the feline category
    FAVORITE WEATHER: she likes spring out of any season
    HOBBIES: Ann has a collection of multi-colored sand wherever she goes, though she has a lot more at home. Most of the time she uses this to mark where she has been, to make art, or mix with water so she can body paint. Basically she collects pretty, colored sand for various reasons.


    PLAYLIST:
    • GOOEY by GLASS ANIMALS
    • FATHER LUCIFER by TORI AMOS
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  • [semi-fcfs | DHPR] the preserves | FAMILY FOUNDER MASS ADOPTION

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]also tracking on sub c:


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  • SIMPLISTIC CHAOS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Ann licked her lips, a mixture of saliva and blood running from the outer edge of her mouth. The small feline had been gutted, it's heart sucked of all blood, lips in a permanent scream. She shuttered as the delicious, warm blood travelled down her throat. This was heaven. Elegantly she held up the feline by it's neck before gulping down the blood from the large slash across it's neck. Once done she would toss it away.


    That was two hours ago far from any territory, but Anngerine felt her stomach crawl. She'd killed and eaten some poor cat. If not for the family curse that pumped through her veins one would see her as a monster. But there was nothing she could, after all it was the only way she could feed, or stop herself from killing everyone.


    The tired winged feline trudged around the edge of Windclan's border. With out a home Ann decided this place would work.


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  • SIMPLISTIC CHAOS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Startled by the stranger she turned around. Oh, it was just some silly boy who was speaking a standard welcome. "My name is, uh, it's Angerine," she muttered, blushing with embarrassment over her peculiar name. Her pet spider Boxxi sensed distress and so scurried to his owner's shoulder. The many beady eyes watched. "I'm going to join," was all she could think to say, "and you can call me Ann."


    Calmly she let her wings go to full height, her whole body shaking as she stretched. "Is there any places a girl can get some veggies?"


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  • SIMPLISTIC CHAOS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]She needed to remember that normal animals didn't eat vegetables. Just...Well, eating small animals or prey didn't do it for her, unless the animal was related to the feline family. Vegetables, cats, and from time to time milk could help. Anything but those made her want to throw up. "Ah, good! I'm sort of a vegan..." Ann said, her eyes widening.


    "Thank you Cherviltea, I'm new to this clan thing. Kinda, I used to live with my mom Rasbel but we clash a little," and that was too much information. She laughed, embarrassed through and through.


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  • SIMPLISTIC CHAOS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Ann was glad everyone so far was welcoming, because while she hated to admit it she was pretty sensitive. Politely her wing folded back into place so not to make herself seem aggressive. For now she was fine with playing a sweet damsel. After all it's what the feline desperately wanted to be. "Hi!" She whipped out her biggest smile, eyes squinting from her chubby cheeks. "But I'm not Annie, well, I guess you could say Annie? Angerine, Annie...It works." Like a dork she over examined teasing, of course.


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  • pleading and bleeding [♔] war aid request from RiverClan

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Ah check yes. She was very okay with beating up others, on the other hand eating throwaway so good. Damn cannibalistic curse. Fixing on a serious expression she would follow after the Riverclanner.


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  • threads with greypaw??

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]uhmm
    They could have a thread to see how they interact and go from that?


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  • MASKING TAPE | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Anngerine giggled as her pet spider crawled around her neck, it's tiny legs tickling her. "Boxxi! Boxxie that tickles," She shrieked, neck angled away from the albino spider so not to crush him, which only made things worse. Finally the spider shuttered to where his original spot had been. Now he just seemed like a part of the black bow she was wearing. With the black bow and orange fur, not to mention the beatings and spider, she looked rather Halloween inspired.


    Quietly she waited for someone to come over.


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  • MASKING TAPE | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]"Oh, uh, sorry. My spider doesn't usually tickle me," Ann began to explain but shut her mouth, "I mean...Sorry, I'm Angerine and i wish to join. I also associate with Windclan if that's any problem." Probably not, however it was always good to be sure. After all she didn't want to cause some clan war. Not that such a smaller thing would do that. Hopefully. Waiting for an answer she slightly adjusted the bow away from he face.


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  • WITCH'S BREW | open, flying

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]It had been quite awhile since her last flight, so she thought it would be good to stretch her wings out. Anngerine let her bat wings go to full size. Ah, that was lovely. To warm-up she trotted around with her wings catching the wind, the wind raffling her fur. Boxxi was sitting on a flower peacefully. Everything just seemed perfect.


    Finally she lifted off the ground, wings flapping powerfully, and though they were a little sore it was a pleasant sort. "Jeez! These things are rusty," Ann shrieked happily.


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  • WITCH'S BREW | open, flying

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Huh? Ann looked down with wide eyes before tumbling to the ground. Everything was fine, not even a bruise, but it had startled her. "Wow," she gasped, "That was crazy." Unable to hold in her happiness over flying she burst into giggles, politely covering her laughing mouth with a paw. Slowly she remedied the crazy laughter though a smile couldn't help but remain. "Yeah, I'm still getting used to flying," which was evident by her tumble only moments ago. Suddenly realizing how embarrassing the entire situation was she glanced up at him, glanced away, then got back up in an attempt retain her pride.


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  • NOVEMBER CHOICE AWARDS??

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]I've literally only posted a couple times but I'm pumped and ready for this!


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  • PAINT THE DUSTY AIR | PLOT WITH JUNIOR

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]I was thinking they could have a thread where he goes into her nightmare/dream and finds out her secret. Basically Ann's secret is that she is a cannibalistic vampire, which she isn't proud of or anything, but has to feed or will go crazy n stuff. I'm not too sure one what would happen but most definitely Ann would probably freak out and cry....
    Also they could maybe develop a relationship over time? Of course we'd have to see how it goes, but yeah c:


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  • DISNEY WEEK ?!

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]ahhh I dunno
    Lilo from Lilo and Stitch maybe?


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  • PAINT THE DUSTY AIR | PLOT WITH JUNIOR

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]If you could make the thread that would be wonderful, I'm about to go to bed but I can make it tomorrow if you want


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  • WITCH'S BREW | open, flying

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Ann jumped at the sudden concerns from two clanmates, her wings flying straight up, fur on end. "Oh! Oh!" She giggled at how much of a doofus she was being, "I'm okay!" To really prove her point she threw up a paw, putting a determined face on. Yes, she would never stop trying. Even a fall couldn't bring her to the end, nope. "I'm Anngerine," the feline practically shouted in a lame attempt to pump herself up, "My mom also has wings! One time. She made me jump. From a tree to. Help me learn!"


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  • WHISPERING | open, thinking

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Anngerine had a weird name, well, the mixture of Angeline and Tangerine couldn't not be weird. Why had a her mom even named her that? Actually, all of her family had fruit-themed names. Rasbel, Ruebelle, Nana. It was annoying really, so many cruel nicknames. Kinda. She forced people to call her Anne now so it wasn't that big of deal as it had been when she was a kid. Mm. It wasn't like she could change her name though. Anngerine Preserves, it was a nice name actually, weird but nice. "Ugh, Anngerine..."


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  • BREATHLESS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Anngerine yawned, her paw covering the pearly whites that ringed her mouth. It was to be polite, but it wasn't like she enjoyed breathing in particles of corpse flesh, so that was a thing too. Her wings shuffled into a more comfortable position. Hm, they were so annoying. "Yeah I know Boxxi, it does smell weird," she whispered to the large spider on her shoulder, who's many eyes flicked back and forth. If no one was going to come she should just save, but her paws ached. Wings, she had wings. They ached too. Ugh, in the end she'd just sit there waiting for someone to come because of pure laziness.


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  • BREATHLESS | open, joining

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Hm? She glanced up at Aile with wide eyes, happy that she wouldn't be the only single as creature. Quietly she watched as the splendid creature dropped down in front of her. Very pretty, but she seemed rather sad. "Anngerine Preserves, though I mainly go by Ann," she greeted, "And I wish to join if that's okay. Uh, and even if it isn't I suppose." Was that a good thing to say? She hoped so. Ever since she was a child the domestic had been known as a huge dork. Tripping, slipping up on words, laughing at stupid things, trying to act tough at ridiculous moments. She liked to think it gave her character.


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