Posts by MISCHA.

MISCHA. · Dec 14th 2016

traCK BECAUSE I AM READY FOR THIS

MISCHA. · Dec 17th 2016

oh shit

guys we can haVE MORE DRAMA WITH GENCAIRO
BC I AIN'T ABOUT TO DROP THAT UNREQUITED LOVE SHIT

[s]lol, he's been around a bit - not super active but he's pissed a lot of people off bc he,,, he crazy now whoOPS

MISCHA. · Dec 18th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]testing testity test test

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold crimson.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 18th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]flings

what do y'all think??

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold crimson.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 18th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]~~that,,, jfc is probably ... no judgement bc damn~~

awesome! honestly, i am ready for this i stg
i am ready for drama and i am ready to confuse other characters
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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold crimson.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 19th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]i am,, ready for this gays xD

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 20th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]he's not joining,,, but,,, i felt the need to show you the truest of all the gays

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 20th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]imma just,,, backflip in
i dunno if i'm supposed to reveal my child yet but oh well the fam gonna be here soon enough so i thought i'd fly in and say heyya

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 20th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]I'M READY WHENEVER FAM

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 22nd 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]ARTYOM ALEKSEYEVICH CHYORNYJ II
MEMBER OF LITHIUMCLAN
#LOWKEYPROSTITUTE

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❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Dec 24th 2016

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]i came here to post with arty

bc i needed to show cent

LOOK AT HI M

[hr]

❤ all i know is how to love you | updated 12/18

all opinions ic / sideish character / pm main account / speaking

RELATIONSHIPS: [heartchart] [rules of engagement]
❤ single | no past relationships | no future love interest.
❤ painfully in love with kingcairo | semi-interested.
❤ ½ of senpainoticeme | ½ gentom.
❤ NPC x NPC | Gen 1 | no apprentice/mentor.
❤ arty is not currently part of a family.
❤ hypersexual, he seeks out sexual partners often.
❤ relationships are something that artyom desperately wants, he wants to love and to be loved and he wants to take care of people and to be taken care of, the problem? artyom's hypersexuality makes it extremely difficult for him to form proper, healthy, romantic relationships with people and he struggles to find interest in one person for very long. he tries to fight it but then being with a person becomes and a chore and artyom finds himself in a relationship where neither are truly loved. his infatuation period only, usually, lasts up to 6 months before boredom sets in and he needs to move on. however, there are times when he does meet people who hold his interest for more than six months - those people he becomes obsessed with, he needs to be them, to love them, to be loved by them, because he needs to take every chance he can.

IMPORTANT FACTS:
❤ now, while arty is very "stereotypical" he does it for a reason - he honestly hates himself, he hates himself so fucking much you can't even begin to understand. he feels if he acts like everyone expects from the gay guy then maybe they'll want to be around him, they'll want to be his friend, they'll want to care about him.
❤ when he was a kid he grew up with his father, mother, and two older siblings - he was happy and he loved his family deeply, however, there were things that frightened him about his family. their intolerance for homosexuality was the biggest one for him and the one time he had enough courage to come out to his family he found himself bleeding, alone, and without a home. he was kicked out of his family and left to figure out the world on his own.
❤ he become a... eh, high class escort in order to support himself and while he hated it he had to do it or he would go hungry. after awhile he found he rather liked it - at least the people there gave him attention for the night, they cared about him and "loved" him for just one night when no one else would.
❤ he is painfully, and unrequitedly, in love with kingcairo.
❤ gen has been his hoe for as long as he can remember he will fight everyone for her i stg. you step to gen arty will have to kill you it's just how it goes okay... even if gen can probably kill you herself it's the thought that counts right? whelp, it does to arty because she's like his sister.
❤ lowkey a pothead, probably addicted to ecstasy and heroin/cocaine later on.
❤ he is most definitely addicted to sex, sort of, his hypersexuality is not something he can control and he just has to do what his body wants and if that means sex? well alright. however, he also has an addiction because he likes the feeling of being with someone else, of someone being there with him.
❤ he can speak both english and russian fluently.
❤ highkey a hoe okay, fight him i stg.
❤ he's so fucking lonely.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
❤ LEOPARD [main/birth] | health: 100%
— artyom is a somewhat skinny and lean leopard, average in size and pretty average in appearance. there is nothing really special about his appearance, i mean, he's hot as shit but that's probably it. it's not his looks that make him handsome but the way he holds himself and the way he walks, he holds a kind of grace that simply makes a person glow - his confidence makes him attractive. he does have a few piercings, two little studs in both of his ears and that is about it for accessories with arty. arty's eyes are probably the most beautiful part of him - they're a deep, deep electric blue.
— major injuries: none.
— [i]minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
❤ esfp | [i]the entertainer.
❤ mental stability: 94%
❤ disorders: depression [somewhat].
— on the outside arty is a happy person, kind of a jerk, loud, aspiring, dirty, and just a little bit of a sweetheart. he goes about his daily life acting like nothing affects him and that he can go with the flow and take blow after blow without blinking an eye. on the outside he looks put together and free - like he already knows what he's doing with his life. on the inside, however, he's a mess of sadness, loneliness, sensitivity, unworthiness and a growing ball of depression. he wants to be okay so badly, he wants to be loved and accepted but more often than not he finds himself alienated and attacked and while on the outside he can deal with it, the inside is slowly crumbling. he tries to be likable, and for the most part is a very extroverted person who always tries to get himself into social situations. he's not shy and he definitely doesn't allow his inner ideas to shape how he outwardly acts - he doesn't want anyone to know he's slowly dying inside.

INTERACTION:
❤ moderate mentally | moderate physically | some training.
❤ may accidentally start fights | will defend himself.
❤ attack in bold firebrick.
❤ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
❤ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[hr]

[b][b][i]❝PICKED UP MY PHONE CAUSE I HAD TO CALL BULLSHIT!❞

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

[fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]whoop imma just quick track this while i finish up a little history for her and develop her personality a little more: along the lines of mama bear meats jack the ripper sort of thing, but i'm not sure because i want her to be soft but very angry and just pissed off aha. i was thinking something along the lines her being relatively 18 to 20 moons so that works really well! i'm also considering that smoke would be her only kit so she'd know exactly who he is almost instantaneously because that's her baby.

thank you for the offer butter! c:
we should make characters together sometime tho

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

[fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]whoop just finishing up her tags and making the finishing touches to her profile and mama mischa should be here soon, wowo i'm excited.

also, i don't think i did it yet but

MILO BAB HOW ARE YOU??
[s]when i'm gonna make miki soon
ehehe

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

IMPORTANT FACTS:
⚜ mischa was born in the ukraine and raised as a pet, a well bred pedigree that was likely originally bred to be a showcat; this pretty much means that for the first part of her life she didn't have to work for anything as it was all handed to her on a silver platter. if she was being honest, which she is, mischa enjoyed her kittypet life a lot and is generally more caring for those who have had this life as she knows how hard the transition of pet to wildcat is.
⚜ she spent a good amount of her life in the comfort of human homes, however, after a situation that had her family unable to keep her and her son mischa was sent out on her own; dropped half a mile away in a cardboard box, she had to figure out how to survive on her own. it was difficult at first and for awhile she spent weeks starving and weak because she didn't know how to find food and was too afraid to fall asleep.
⚜ she met a tom named baxter, while they were not romantically involved, baxter became her best friend and helped her learn to survive on the streets with little help from others. she learned how to fight, where to look for food, and exactly where the safest places to sleep were. she enjoyed her time with baxter, however, it came to an abrupt end when baxter was struck by a car and killed instantaneously - from there, mischa was forced to live on her own. it wasn't difficult after that but mischa was different, colder, feral but she managed to survive and that's all that really matters to her.
⚜ she spent months on the street, fighting for food, territory, her life and she's likely not inclined to show much care for clan cats who complain about how difficult their life is - she's seen the worst part of being wild and she'll tell a bitch to shut up if it's needed; no need to complain in a life that is safer and easier than being alone on the streets.
⚜ again, mischa is from the ukraine and is fluent in ukrainian and russian and still maintains her thick ukrainian accent. she doesn't talk much in her mother tongues and she is a little rusty, however, if she is feeling any type of strong emotion she does tend to fall back into those languages as she has an easier time explaining how she feels in those languages.
⚜ eventually she learned to survive on her - coated in blood and trusting no one were laws she lived by; look fearsome and no one attacks but if they do... kill them. trust no one, there aren't really your friends and only want something from you. it's best to be alone than to be trusted and betrayed. mischa made no friends and did not get close to anyone during those months on her own. she was too busy caring for herself to give a shit what happened to anyone else.
⚜ she is a street fighter, that meaning that she doesn't fight fair and will do whatever it takes to win whether at the cost of the other's life or the lives of others. she doesn't fight fair, not at all, and takes whatever she can get she doesn't believe in there being any traditional way to fight and only sees fighting as a means to win or to kill and that there is no in between. on the streets it was always a fight to the death and mischa continues to hold onto that belief.

PHYSICAL: [reference]
⚜ MAINE COON | health: 100%
— mischa is very pretty, there is no denying that, however she's not the tradition kind of "flawless" pretty because if that was what you were looking for you may be very disappointed to the towering and mauled figure that is mischa. she's a powerful figure, one that can instantly draw attention when she walks into the room, can turn heads without the assistance of beauty because she makes herself known. she walks with her head high and her chest out as if she were the queen of the land, hell, she might as well be. mischa stands a little taller than the average tabby and is built like a freaking tank - years on the streets and fighting for survival and buffed her up and given her a lot of build; she may not be able to run very fast but she can hit you like a truck and you know damn well that she's very aware of this. her fur is longer and a light shade of grey, bordering silver, and a dark grey over her front legs and some on her face with a white belly, hind legs, and neck - her fur is usually well kept but mischa has long since stopped trying to keep it in perfect condition so it sometimes can look a little dirty and a little matted. her eyes are a beautiful ice blue, a little cloudy, but fierce nonetheless; honestly, you know you're fucked if they look at you and they aren't round with her motherly softness. mischa is not unscathed from her time as a street cat, she is heavily scarred and disfigured for her desperate struggle for survival - she does love her scars, however, and does not see them as a disfigurement and sees them as trophies of her survival. on the right side of her face she has four large claw scars that slide from the center of her face to the back of her head - splitting her right ear in half and just barely missing her eye. her left ears is completely gone and only the base remains, she has a little nick in her upper lip that exposes her front fangs and finally, her last facial scar, a large scar starts at the bottom of her jaw and travels all the way down her neck and stops in the middle of her chest. she's missing a few claws, all of which were ripped out in some way, whether it be in a fight or because they got caught on something, they're gone and they aren't coming back. she's got several bite marks around her throat, over her shoulders, and her legs are littered with the teeth marks of various sizes - obvious she's been in more than one unfair fight. other than those, she does not have any major scars - a few here and there but they're small and scattered and rather unimportant in the long run.
— major injuries: none.
— minor injuries: none.

PERSONALITY:
⚜ entj | the commander.
⚜ mental stability: 100%
⚜ disorders: no current ailments.
— there are a lot of ways one can explain mischa, however, i believe the best would simply be: she is a product of her environment. she was forced into a state of mind that was 'kill or be killed' and she has been morphed into this apathetic and cruel being because that's how she survived; you don't survive by being soft and caring, no, that gets you killed. she's somewhat unstable, uncontrollable, a girl who will snap in the drop of a pin because her instincts are telling her to fight or flee - more often then not choosing to fight, even when there appears to be no enemy. she's a powerful figure and someone you don't fuck with because she will break your fucking nose and she won't hesitate nor will she feel any guilt; it's how she learned and it's how she's going to stay. it's pretty much something along the lines of 'talk shit get hit'. however, this does not make mischa an uncaring mass of muscled beauty, no, deep inside she is one of the kindest people you will ever met; i mean, it's buried deep under lays of fear, instinct, general bitchiness, and a will that is unmatchable. mischa was a mother once in her lifetime and she still holds onto those feelings that gave her such happiness; she would never do anything to harm a child, in fact, she likely gets along better with the kits and apprentices more than her fellow warriors. maybe it's her subconscious telling her to care for them because they remind her of her son or maybe it's because she simply sees older warriors as threats to her being and to her territory, it's difficult to understand with her mind so weaved between conscious and feral. she's a paradox really - violent and bloody yet soft and motherly, she'll bake you cookies but will turn around and use the plate to bash someone's head in... she's like the definition of a soccer mom. she does have a difficult time trusting and accepting help from others as that underlying fear never goes away and she's more likely to threaten, beat, and fight to get what she wants or to get people to see something in a certain light... mischa is a mess, that's the only way someone can describe her. she's just a mess.

INTERACTION:
⚜ hard physically | well trained.
⚜ will start fights | will finish fights | will kill.
⚜ she will not fight fair if given the chance.
⚜ attack in bold underlined BLACK.
⚜ ask for capture or injury - pm this account.
⚜ can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.

[color=#D6DFE8]❝TALK SHIT GET HIT❞

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

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IMM HOW U DOING, i'm doing something, even tho i can barely get any muse for anything but i'm trying

there is so much drama going on in shadowclan and mischa is just,,, gonna be like "wtf guys"
i just finished her tags so i'm going to post with her in a little bit so... get ready for that sappy mama mischa and her lost son smokey because y'all gonna need tissues,, probably i dunno mischa is sort of feral minded so you know.

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]she'd heard of them before, the clan cats; they were a story spread through the street, ally, and stray cats - pesky legends made up to keep them from wandering too far into the forest and claiming land that was taken by other strays. mischa had never really cared for the forest in the first place, had known that if she went in she likely would get lost and she hadn't been prepared enough to survive in a place that did not work like the city. however, much had happened in the city as of late and mischa found herself considering how easy it would be to escape to the forest and ignore the terf war that had left many of her comrades and fellow street cats dying in ally ways screaming for the help that wouldn't come. it had all gone to hell and mischa had finally decided that she needed to get out - she may have made her own there and it was unlikely that any would try to take what was her's but she could not run that risk. her life mattered more the longer she went on, the longer her mind twisted and fell as her instincts slowly came to the front; she had to survive and if it left her "friends" dead then so be it. on the streets no one had any friends, you had allies, and even then... you trusted no one. it was a lonely existence, one fueled by paranoia and violence but after she had been abandoned it was the only one she knew. she'd been forced to learn the rules on her own and she had thrived in a dog eat dog world; she cared for herself and she took care of herself and the needs of others never slowed her down, never inhibited her from doing what needed to be done. she'd killed, most have, and she'd done it for selfish reasons but she did not regret it - her need to feed and shelter herself had come before their needs. did that make her cruel? she didn't think so but, then again, she never cared enough to see herself like others did. maybe she'd killed someone's son, brother, father, mother, whatever but it had been them or her and her desire to live had conquered those doubts instantaneously.

she may not know what she's doing or how she is supposed to find food in the forest but she was going to find out, she had before and she will again. maybe now she'd get a chance at prey that was crazed or skinny, maybe she'd get to taste other things besides pigeons and rats and the trash that the humans threw out in large cans. she couldn't be upset about leaving, that'd get her nowhere now - she'd left, she needed to own that and she needed to move forward and continue to do as she had done. it was a new place, not a new story. she would live, she would thrive, and she would continue to look for her son; however, she now had a reason to. the city had controlled her and forced her to focus on herself but the forest... the forest offered some kind of safety, tranquility, and while she did not plan on staying she would enjoy the limited freedom she was given before she would finally begin her hunt. her little boy was out there somewhere and she may have been idle for months, she now had the time, the resources, and the smarts to hunt him down. the silver coon closed her eyes for a second, blinking away the wave of emotions that hit her - she couldn't allow that, not now; she'd find him, she had no doubt and pissing around and being soft wasn't going to help at this moment but... well, she couldn't exactly help the feelings that overcame her.

she'd remembered when everything had been so simple, when she'd never gone hungry and had more pounds to spare... when she'd sat upon a velvet throne with her son and had never had a care in the world. many abhorred this image, many could never imagine living like that, but they had never known such a life - what were they to judge someone who did not need to worry? who was taken care of and had a life of peace and tranquility; of never wondering if tomorrow would be your last or if your children would live. maybe mischa was biased or maybe she was correct but she would always defend her kittypet life, always. it had been the place she had been born, been raised, been happy in and despite the fact others would find it soft and boring, she'd loved it. she'd cared for her people - another fact most did not understand, a kittypet owned their people; they worked for them and it was a thrilling thought to imagine - she'd loved them like they were her kits and despite the fact they had ultimately abandoned her, she still cared deeply for them. stray cats had always told her that kittypets were weak, feeble creatures who couldn't survive; well then what the hell was she? their argument would always prove invalid to mischa because they didn't understand - they were to narrow minded to know what being a kittypet truly meant.

to mischa, kittypets would always be the stronger breed because they were the ones who needed to change the most, who saw the most, who learned faster and became something better. others did not understand what they went through, what they had to prove and the sheer determination that was forced upon them. then again, others didn't care enough to see past a label, to see what greatness laid beneath. she'd done so much in just a few months and she was proud of that, proud of her heritage, and she would prove to anyone who believed her weak. she shook her fur slightly, pushing forward through the forest at a faster pace - she was calm now, determination seeping into her self again and giving her the boost of confidence that she had needed; all feelings of what was and what could have been drifting off as her mind trailed at a speed she could not keep up with. maybe no one would understand, maybe someone would, but her mind had long ago ceased to make sense and had ceased to follow a path that others could understand. maybe she was mad or maybe she was brilliant... hell if she knew. she paused when her feet hit the familiar feel of pavement - she cast a quick glance to either side before continuing her pace across, unaffected as she slipped to the other side. she'd crossed enough streets before to know when to worry and this one was empty compared to the busy streets she'd needed to cross in the past. whomever had said this forest was dangerous must have been driven mad with disease, foaming at the mouth as they spit story of fake dangers to keep them from wondering into an unfamiliar land. mischa had sensed no danger, and met no wild cats, and had seen nothing to make her see that the forest could have something beneath it will to kill her. however, she did not let her guard down, a lesson taught through time - even when you believe yourself to be safe, don't let your guard down, in the next second you'll be dead.

it was the sound of rustling that caught her attention and had her head snapping around and a snarling forming in her throat. her claws unseethed, and her back went up as she switched into a position of warning; she had no idea what was out there - whether it be cat or dog or fox or whatever, she dared not let herself be ambushed because she was unprepared and confused. she had more than enough experience in fights to be able to protect herself if a threat were to make itself known, she kept herself calm as she snarled again her body staying in the twisted position as she awaited the arrival of the beast. then... a smell hit her, it smelled of territory, swamp, and something akin to feline. it was unknown to her and it made her even more hostile, she did not do well with the unknown and she kept herself ready for a fight as she opened her mouth to speak: "hello?" it was rough, thick with disuse and for the hanging accent that clung to her despite having lived in this english speaking country for so long. she flicked the remains of her right ear as she focused her hearing, to try and get a better grasp of what was wandering around in the brush. the smell grew stronger and she soon realized that while she had been so consumed in her thoughts she had wondered into a territory that was not hers. maybe it was the owner wanting to start a fight or chase her out; they wouldn't get far of course, as mischa did not back down if the opportunity was right. her eyes narrowed and zoomed in as more scents began to appear, more sounds, and voices. she couldn't make them out but she knew that she was out numbered but she still held her ground; fleeing would give them happiness and she was not about to let someone push her around - no matter how many of them there were.

//holy shit,,, don't feel like you have to match muse!
this was written pretty awkwardly so it probably doesn't make a whole lot of sense but
i was trying to get her thought process right aha

MISCHA. · Jan 22nd 2017

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]SHE'S HERE
i'm proud of it but it's all over the place ahah
she's a little mad so i don't know if it really came out right but i tried eep

MISCHA. · Jan 23rd 2017

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]mischa hadn't exactly lost her people, not really, they'd left her on her own and while it stung she couldn't ignore the fact that they had at least tried to give her some kind of better life. she knew her people wouldn't do that unless they had a reason - they wouldn't take her away from her son unless they had to and while it seemed strange to some and probably pretty preposterous, mischa had forgiven them. she wanted to find them, she wanted to find smokey, and she wanted to return to the life they had before; the peaceful and happy life that had ensured the life of her family with little to no fear. she couldn't keep running as she had, fear burned away at you, fear drove you and consumed you and it had utterly consumed mischa. she'd simply learned how to force it far enough down that no one could sense it because if someone could sense it: you died. it was simple, it was so simple and the more she repeated it the more it made sense. here you could make mistakes and you could be okay but out there, on your own, if you made one mistake that was it, that was the end of you, you had no one to scold you and to teach you a better way because you didn't live long enough to do that.

mischa had fallen as the queen of her velvet throne, that could not be denied, although, what many did not understand was that when a king fell from their throne they could always rise again. it didn't mean the end, it never meant the end, it simply began a new story and a change for that monarch. if someone can fall they can get back up, they can rise again into whatever shape they want to - maybe they'll never achieve that status of royalty again but they can damn well get near it again. when mischa had been left alone, a queen had fallen, when she'd survived the streets, a general had risen. she would never be the queen again but she could still be great in the state she'd been left in, she'd ensured it. she had fought hard enough to get to where she was, had shown that housecats had more determination than any feral cat could ever understand; she hadn't wanted to die, and she'd lived up until this point despite the odds staked against her. housecats were strong, they were so strong if they were given a chance because they had so much to show, so much hidden knowledge that so many wildcats would never understand. they didn't starve because they knew were humans threw their food, where the best places to sleep in towns were - they knew more than the feral cats ever could and it's why they lived in situations like hers.

she body tightened again as a figure made it's way out of the bush - tiny and oh so young; she couldn't figure why the kitten was here or why he seemed to be faking some kind of bravery. she tightened her jaw slightly as her narrowed gaze seemed to soften slightly before she moved into a somewhat more relaxed position. not quite dropping her hostile stance, she couldn't be too careful, couldn't become comfortable just because this was a kitten - she didn't know if he was alone, she couldn't assume because, oh you guessed it, assumption led to death. although, she managed to let the snarling stop, and the sneer on her face to drop as she looked over the brown tabby; she could take him if need be, she knew it probably wouldn't come there and she wouldn't hurt him but... if the situation escalated it wouldn't take much to contain and stop him. the closer she looked at the fellow the softer her eyes grew until she finally noticed the collar resting around her neck and a soft gaze landed on the kid - almost ignoring the question he had asked, tossing it aside and placing them into an unimportant file.

"dat collar, where did you get it?" maybe not the first thing that she should have said but at this point mischa didn't care much about whether she was rude or kind - she needed answers and she wouldn't spare the child his time for pointless answers that would be lost anyway. she would answer him, would give him her name and her purpose but what would be the point? you don't remember fleeting people, you can meet them once and their face will be gone the next second and there was really no point in becoming acquainted with those who would never mean something to you. "your people, dey are close by, yes?" she did not trust strangers on the streets - you simply couldn't in the city. however, whoever this feline owned could be trusted, the collar showed that he ruled somewhere and that was important. although, she couldn't ignore the thinness of the child nor could she ignore the cobwebs wrapped around his leg [their purpose unbeknownst to her] and from there she came to the conclusion that he must have been lost but then... who was this shadowclan he had spoken of? she still doubted the existence of the clan cats but she could not ignore the way he had said that, as if he lived somewhere where there were more of him. more housecats? lost creatures like herself? she couldn't be sure, when could she ever anymore. "who de hell is shadowclan?" should she tell him who she was? no, no, never do that - ask questions first, don't respond until you have their trust. [color=black]"and who de hell are you?"

MISCHA. · Jan 23rd 2017

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]i still gotta respond to her joining thread but jfc i get too deep with mischa it's ridiculous

i'm now describing what it means to be feral
and how a kittypet is like a fallen king
and more so on determination
and the state of someone who spent months in survival mode

i have so much muse for her fjwfejw

HELLO EVERYONE!
i don't think i've gotten the chance to meet everyone but in case y'all confused i'm asyli whoop

MISCHA. · Jan 24th 2017

[center][fancypost=borderwidth; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]Feral wasn’t something you could be born with, something you could be given like a gift, no, no, there was a difference between wild and feral. A clear rift that separated them and it didn’t matter if you had the blood of some ancient wildcat running through your veins because that didn’t make you feral, maybe it gave you a better chance, but it just didn’t put you in her state - in the state of so many other strays and streetcats. There was a reason they were tainted the way they were - why clan cats and strays could never be the same and it was because of the rift; wild and feral, wild and feral, always two sides of the same coin, always there but never touching. You weren’t given feral, you achieved feral; feral beat you into submission until you were nothing but an instinct run being, until coherent thought mingled with the thoughts of pure animal: eat, sleep, breed. When you no longer could tell which thoughts were yours and which ones were the animal’s. You could believe yourself feral, could fake it in order to prove something but… but you would never understand the itch to fight, to kill, to eat, to survive on the level like them. There was simply no way you could understand it, no, no, not until you’d been awoken like she had been.

The feline was trying too hard, that was obvious - she wanted to match what she believed she could, it was funny really, watching someone imitate feral as if they had any clue what it really meant. Mischa didn’t blink, didn’t twist herself to look at the claws she knew would be out, the voice didn’t hit her - didn’t frighten her; if she was being honest, this was one of the more tamer situations she had been in. She found the little thing funny, she was trying to prove something that didn’t need to be proved; did she think that she was something frightening? After everything that Mischa had bore witness to, she was nothing. The lava wasn’t even a flame and her voice nothing more than a pesky child - the Maine coon had stared death in the face, had fought off dogs, rats, birds, foxes, anything and everything one could even think about. She’d watched fellow felines succumb to the mad disease and attack and brutalize, had seen true horror. This feline, this clan cat apparently, was nothing but a faceless and feeble thing that thought herself some kind of beast… a lie she told herself because it was what she’d been taught to believe. Lies, lies, lies - she couldn’t understand no matter how badly she wanted to, she had nothing for Mischa to fear. Nothing but a god-complex and a want to be some kind of impossibly perfect creature… she found it so terribly pathetic.

Icy eyes met fiery ones without hesitation, matching a stare with as much vigor as it was given - maybe the feline believed herself to be scary, intimidating, or something like that but to Mischa she was nothing but a rag doll; a toy that would get pushed around and destroyed where she had come from, maybe she wanted to prove something to Mischa, but she didn't know nor did she really care. The large Maine coon easily towered over the small female but she knew size could be deceiving, that she was small but she'd likely be fast and agile - that knowledge again heightened her ability, her chances, she accepted the other's abilities and settled herself into a lower position; unnoticeable for those who didn't know what they were looking for. Mischa held the gaze before pulling her lip back slightly, her blue eyes snapping towards the young child who had been hushed by the wildcat; she didn't know the relationship, but it had angered her, the way the wildcat had simply silenced the pet, the king, with simply a look. To some it wouldn't mean anything but to someone like Mischa, a kittypet by heart and a mother by soul, the sight of the weak thing infuriated her - sent a spike of rage throughout her body with the apparent treatment the child was getting. She supposed it was common, wildcats only cared for blood... in the kin sense, outsiders had no place - how pathetic, how had they survived so long? Mischa gave an internal huff of laughter as a sudden realization hit her - these mutts must have been so inbred they no longer could tell sane from mad.

"You'll get what you give." she said it calmly, her voice holding back the normal agression she would have used to insinuate authority; despite her feral state, she was not an idiot and she knew when a situation needed tact. Her chest puffed out before her head tilted towards the kid, her chin pressed lightly against her chest - protecting her throat. "As you have given, my name is Mischa - it's a pleasure Moc." she hadn't heard the end of his name but she used what she had and addressed him with as much respect as her muddled mind could give; maybe they didn't treat him right here but from what she could see, they were one in the same. She flicked her single ear before letting out something like a smile, it was awkward and looked off on her stone face but she did her best - it was all she could give when she'd spent so long as was. Now, it was time to address the second part of what the child had said, she gave a side eye towards the female before mentally waving her off as useless immediately - she wouldn't get what she wanted because the other was too interested in acting tough. “I trespass in a lot of territories, what makes yours so special?” her voice was still rough, slowing down and sharp - a soft hint of teasing laced in, territories meant little to her unless she owned them. She’d weaved through territories before - stolen from street gangs and left before they had figured anything wrong; had claimed and battled for scraps and she wasn't afraid of fighting her way out of this one. Fear wasn't rushing through her and she found no reason to figure this situation as danger - her body wasn't reacting and thus she felt no need to do so either, because you see:

Fear kept you alive.

It was a mechanism designed to do that, designed to keep you moving and breathing even when you felt like you had absolutely nothing left. It killed you when you gave in, not when you listened, that was something that needed to be understood. She'd lived so long because she'd listened but she had never given in - not when her crown had been shattered, not when her gown had been shredded, not when her kingdom had been taken away, not when her little prince vanished, and not when her supposed "king" had been left behind; giving in ended you... destroyed you. Those living haven't given up, those who survived struggled but in the end it was fear and determination that kept them alive. If you listened, you lived, if you didn't, you died. it was a simple concept and right now Mischa felt nothing - no fear, no desire to turn tail and get the hell out... wildcats were nothing but a weaker version of strays and she'd handled strays much longer than she had these mutts - fear wasn't something she would give them; she found them amusing at the very least. The female was trying far too hard and Mischa felt nothing but terror coming from the child - understandable, of course.

She titled her head again, she never left eye contact with the small male - bored with the female, and more focused on the easy and quick responses she was getting from the male - however shaky and unformed they were, it was something. She was confused as to what exactly they meant by "reason"; did she need a reason? She went where she pleased and it wasn't as if anyone had any sure claim in a land - Mischa had owned territory but she had never stopped people from coming and going as it would have been ridiculously stupid to even try. It was more than confusing to listen to them demand something that she didn't have - she was traveling, was that a reason? "Do I need a reason?"

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