Posts by CHASTIEFOL

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]yo tracking on this nerd's account ;^)

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]hello everyone! i might join with this guy soon (probably not tonight because it's pretty late where I am)
so, how is everyone?

also, i changed his name and then realised that it doesn't even fit riP ME OMFG
i mean, i know that quantumimmortality is long but i didn't judge how long it really is, end me now
i might change it when twenty long days pass but i'm not sure what i'd change it to whoops

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ahhh thanks! and you can just do the thread of her bringing him to windclan because he's not really anywhere at the moment. also lowkey track on his subaccount ;^)

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hey guys! i'm bringing a character here pretty soon through a plot ;^)
[color=#000000]so, windclan are going to have to put up with the antics of lil klaus yay

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]GENERAL
★ KLAUS BELLION | MALE
— does not really tell anyone his last name
★ unknown romantic / sexual orientations (presumably hetero at the time being)
★ he is lowkey russian
★ 2 months | member of windclan

PHYSICAL
★ DOMESTIC FELINE | main body | health [99%]
— He is a dark russian blue feline, his fur is like a shimmering mass of short yet plush navy fur. His eyes are a pale shade of powdered baby blue although it can be argued that at times they can seem to be more like crystalline ice looking than pale blue. Klaus is rather small however, he has a slender figure which makes him quite a nimble being. Because he is so young, his claws are barely weapons to be used in combat as they are not properly developed yet however, they are still similar to small thorns at sting at the very least if he strikes out with an unsheathed paw. His teeth are also quite sharp despite his age much like his small claws.
— he wears a little black balaclava around his neck

PERSONALITY
★ OVERALL: carefree
— Klaus is a friendly little kid. He is extremely polite, respectful and cheery though and likes to ensure that others feel that they are welcome and fit in before anything else. He will pretty much approach anyone to see how they are doing and if they are alright. Despite his friendly nature, he is quite tame and is easy to discipline although he is the type of child that is very vocal and will most likely talk back if he believes something is unfair or unjust. If he disagrees with something, he will let you know that he does not agree. He is not afraid to address strangers however he sees fit and is rather headstrong with such things which means that he is prone to scoldings. He does not seem to pay much mind to being told off if another is the one attempting to put him in his place however and often just brushes such things off with ease. He has quite a lot of self control in such situations as he tends to not respond harshly to criticisms. He has very strong feelings when it comes to friendships and believes that once he has accepted you as a friend, anything that happens to you is also his business meaning, if someone was to mess with another that he was to regard as a friend of his, he too would have an issue with that other being and will do whatever to get back at them for messing with him and his friend.
— he trusts: blueridge
— he distrusts: no one as of yet

RELATIONSHIPS
★ unknown biological parents
★ believes that blueridge is his real mother
★ has no crushes
★ ¼ of the berry family (blueridge/blueberry, strawberrysugar, klaus, kunta)

INTERACTION
★ medium physically | medium mentally
★ he will not really start fights but will end them
★ feel free to act out peaceful interactions | attack in #af63ff
★ somewhat loosely based off of nfkrz (who is the guy in his avatar right now)

wELL THIS IS UNEXPECTED
HEY
HOW'S IT GOING

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Klaus was a child that tended to be easily swayed by others with little to no persuasion so, when he had come across Blueridge, he had immediately felt inclined to conversation with her. That conversation, which had consisted of soft tones and a mentions of Windclan itself, had lead up to this very moment in which the child himself was trotting at a steady pace besides the larger feline that had taken him under her wing. He dug his sheathed paws into the ground as the female he was following came to a halt and tipped his head up to gaze at her vibrant gaze through his own pale pastel blue ones. He drunk in her words in an eager bout of silence, tasting every syllable on his lips as he comprehended them in his young mind. To him, she had committed no crime and she had done nothing wrong. It was not like she had seized him and forced him to pursue her, he had done all of the movement himself so to think that any one else would have an issue with what she had done seemed unbelievable to the russian blue youth. "Alright, mama. I'll be on my very best behaviour! Is everyone nice like you here?" Klaus said, the words tumbling laxly from his lips in his russian tinged accent, gaze drifting out at the territory that they were about to enter. She ushered him towards it and like an obedient little one, he moved forth.

The young feline passed the invisible border boundaries with no hesitation in his stance, a blithe grin spread out across his innocent features as he did so. After his paws had officially touched down on the soil of Windclan's territory, he felt as if a weight had been alleviated from his smalls shoulders, the feeling marked with a light yet full sigh. His ears instinctively twitched in response to picking up the movement of another and his wide baby blue gaze swivelled, pinpointing an odd looking bipedal creature lowering themselves from a tree. A delicate gasp of inquisitive delight bubble up from his lungs as he peered up at them. "Hello! I'm Klaus, who are you?" the child inquired, his gaze flittering back to Blue as if seeking some sort of sign of approval after his bright words had been uttered. Of course, she had told him to be on his best behaviour and also get to know the others around him so this seemed like it was the best way to go about doing so. Right? Klaus look back to Honeydew, head inclined to the right slightly as he awaited some kind of response from them. He was unsure of whether they could even speak or hear which would not have been unlikely considering their silent approach to a scene that may have drawn out remarks from others. However, he was uncertain of the facts and therefore could only wait to see if his thoughts were correct or not.

His pale orbs snapped onto the large wildcat with a twinkle of awe in them. He regarded the melanistic cougar with slightly parted lips, mesmerised by the sheer size of him. Being so young and so inexperienced with the world, he had never really had the chance to interact with any creatures that were bigger than him let alone two in a row that were behemoths in comparison to his own minute frame. He kept his cool however, not wanting to come across as anything that he was not. [color=#af63ff]"Hello mister, um, Kunta. I'm Klaus." he responded to the inquiry with ease despite his usual trip ups which were more often than not thanks to his minor accent. This time the only struggle he had had was the attempt at pronouncing the wildcat's name but even then the male had gotten there in the end and felt a sense of pride at the fact that he could speak so freely to others. He was not burdened with any speech impediments and in his short time among the living he had learned quite a lot before finding Blueridge.

He peered up at the larger male with his curious yet firm pastel eyes, taking the Kunta's name over and over inside of his head in a silent attempt at learning it. Knowing those around him would be useful and it would also help him to, as his mama had instructed, get to know the creatures that inhabited Windclan. He glanced back up at her with a flick of his ear. He thought that thus far, he was doing a pretty good job at what she had told him to do but she would be the judge of that, he guessed.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Klaus had never really gone near water before so, to see the substance and to also catch a whiff of the salted aroma permeating the air was rather amazing for the young one. He did little to hide his fascination as he approached the lake, paws crunching lightly over the sandy bank that seemed to run around the perimeter of the body of water. His pastel baby blue gaze sparkled with inquisitive delight as his small body came to a halt at the edge of the lake where the water laxly lapped at the shore, the surface of the deep blue fluid glistening like liquid crystal under the glow of the February sun looming above. He flicked his ear as he reached out a paw, suddenly becoming aware of the fact that there were also others down by the water this particularly nice day. A bright grin instantly spread out across his features as he noticed that he could easily recognise two of those currently in the water. It was Mama and Kunta along with a stranger whom he did not recognise but that was quite alright. The friendly child would just greet them too and maybe even make a new friend in the process. That was an exciting thought. "'Ello mama" Klaus chirped as he slowed in his light jog, short legs kicking up some sand and dirt as he walked, no matter how hard he tried to avoid doing so. His cheery expression however was adamant on his lips as he came to a halt, paws still planted firmly on the shore as he gazed out as his mother sat rather peacefully in the salty waves of the lake. She looked so serene, captured almost calmly sat as a silhouette in the water. Her figure was darkened ever so slightly because of the position that he was observing her from but it was not something that made the scene look like anything sinister. No, she looked rather majestic through his own soft blue gaze. He felt his grin melting into a more tame, awestruck smile as he peered at her across the expanse of water between them.

Klaus' attention very briefly flicked onto Kunta and the strange lion and he instantly raised his paw from the ground, offering them a rather enthusiastic wave. "Hello mister Kunta and mister big cat!" the russian blue youth exclaimed, his tone softened however as if he did not want to completely shatter the serenity of the scene that had been laid out before him moments prior. He then looked back to Blue, gentle smile curled at the corners of his lips. He was glad that she was his mama. She was so nice and pretty and he really appreciated that and was grateful that she had taken him in. In a way, the child owed his life to her but that was something that he would not be able to acknowledge the gravity of until a later point in his life when he had gained more worldly experience. It was not something for him to fret about now, at 2 months old.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]Klaus' ears twitched slightly as he caught Strawberry's words and immediately his head lifted from where it had been resting peacefully on his paws. Usually, he would have been somewhat drowsy when sitting up but this had caught his attention. Perhaps she was going to ask the male about their mama and her relationship with him. He sure hoped so because it had been something on his mind too although he had not yet had the chance to inquire about it. The russian blue feline rose to his paws and he swiftly made his way over to the female, pale baby blue gaze alight with curiosity as he peered at his sister. [color=#af63ff]"Strawberry? Whatcha doing?" he hummed with a flick of his ear, focus wavering as he glanced around for Kunta in the process, his interest in the situation growing with each passing moment.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]"Hello Mama! Who's this? Is she a new friend?" the youth blurted out with a hopeful glimmer within his powdered baby blue orbs. He had a light spring in his step as he came to stand besides Kunta, his expression tame yet curious as he grinned up at Blue before his focus turned onto the other child that his ma had brought to Windclan. It was much like what had happened with him and he wondered whether the older child had also gone through experiences similar to him. It was quite likely seeing that they had both arrived here by the same means. Did that mean that this child was not his friend but perhaps his sister instead? Ah, that made sense and as he became set on that through, a bright grin formed across his lips. [color=#af63ff]"I'm Klaus! It's nice to meet you! he added, ears twitching slightly as he enthusiastically greeting the other being. His gaze drifted over to Kunta who he was stood besides and he gazed up at the large cougar with parted lips. He then turned his gaze onto Straw as she clung to the older male's tail, an amused little giggle bubbling up from his throat. She was quite funny and he had decided that he would not mind it at all if she was his new sister. In fact, he would quite like it.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt]"Kunta, you're melting!"

Came the surprised chime of a young russian tinged accent, signalling the arrival of the one of the newest youths of Windclan. He picked up the pace as he approached the larger male, pale powdered baby blue eyes wide with alarm as he honed in on the 'paint' that had started to dissolve and trickle from the cougar's pelt into the snow. Of course, the two month old being had no idea what was going on and in his mind, it genuinely seemed like the older male was literally melting into the ground beneath him. So, the only logical thing in his mind was to be obvious and point it out because from his perspective, it did not look like he had actually noted his current melting issue which meant that Klaus had arrived early enough to help stop the problem before the larger being began to feel pain from his condition. [color=#af63ff]"Can I do anything to help? Are you going to die?" he blurted out, shock causing his short fur to fluff up. This had been rather unexpected considering the fact that upon catching Kunta's scent, he had been prepared to strike up some friendly conversation instead. He would have probably asked about the male in question and his mama because they seemed like good friends. He would also have to let his ma know that he did not mind if the melanistic cougar was in fact his dad. That actually seemed like a good idea. But for now, he was at least content with panic, even if that had not been part of his idea for the day.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]Klaus enjoyed having a challenge, be that something that challenged him mentally or something that put his physical skills to the test. So, he had chosen to venture a small distance from camp and as soon as he had spotted it, he knew that he had to do something about it. He could not let such an opportunity go to waste. Here he was, a small child stood before a rather large rock. The more that the russian youth gazed at it, the more that he felt compelled to scale it. After all, this was something that in his eyes, qualified as a physical challenge and once he had set his mind on it, he would not back down too easily from it. He circled the rock, mind racing as adrenaline began to sear through his veins, a giddy high clouding his judgement as he tipped his head up to peer at the top of his challenge. At first, he placed his forepaws against the side of the rock, standing up tall on his hind legs to see if he could possibly just hop up but that was out of the question as he could barely even touch the top of the rock with his paw.

For a brief moment, Klaus was at a loss and was rather unsure of what to do however, it did not take the russian blue feline long to noticed something. Perhaps, if he ran instead and got a good start before jumping, he would be able to get up there. He flicked his ear as he pushed off of the side and was once more reunited on the ground with all four paws firm in the dirt. The child trotted back a few paces, excitedly attempting to work out how much of a run he would need. However, being so young and so eager, he just decided to instead make an educated estimate at what he should do. Klaus drew in a breath, grin curling slightly at his lips as he stepped back a little bit. He took a run at the rock, shifting his weight onto his hind legs at the last possible moment so that he could propel himself upwards. He leaned back slightly, pushing off hard on his back legs as he did so and for a few moments he found himself sailing through the air. However that did not last for long and relatively quickly he found that his paws had collided with the somewhat smooth surface of the stone jutting out of the earth. He flicked his ear, turning to face the way that he had ran from with a tame sense of pride fizzing up in his chest like a carbonated fluid. He sat himself down, fluffy tail neatly curling around his tail as he did so, a peaceful sigh bursting from his mouth.

"I'm the biggest Windclanner ever" the child chirped delightedly, his words more directed to himself than anyone else as his smile split into a joyous little grin. Klaus sat perched atop of a rather large rock, accomplishment clearly etched into his expression as he leaned back slightly, powdered baby blue eyes shut as he savoured the moment. Of course, no one else would really grasp what it felt like to him but he was a young child, barely even two months at that, and to him it was great because he had been able to do something that others may have told him he would not have been able to do. Despite internal doubt, he had still done it and from his perspective, he was mighty for doing so. Like a great warrior or warlord sat fiercely upon their high perch.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]"Ooo, hello" the russian blue youth chirped in a form of friendly greeting as he approached. Luckily for the vixen, he had not been witness to her rather embarrassing act of getting stuck and even still, if he would have seen if he would have probably tried to help her in some way. Like, offer her something to cheer her up perhaps. However, he had not been around when she had been stumbling in the mud and he was therefore incapable of commenting on it. Instead, he flashed her a cheery grin as he came to a halt besides Blueridge. The child instinctively brushed up against the older female, his gaze briefly tilting up to the blue feline's face before his attention drifted back onto the unfamiliar being who seemed to be the current focus of everyone's attention. Perhaps she was going to join Windclan. He most certainly hoped so because he needed some new friends. Maybe she would be his friend too! That was an exciting prospect for the youngster to look forwards but for now the child opted to stand silently besides his mama, waiting for the other being to answer her with his baby blue gaze wide and curious.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]Honestly, he would quite like someone like Kunta to be a father or at least a role model because even the sheer size of the older male had fascinated him upon first meeting him. However, it seemed that his mama had much different ideas about it all, to the youngster's surprise. Klaus' mouth had fallen open in the midst of well, whatever that was. Of course, he too had been wondering the same thing about the duo after catching onto glances and listening to the way that they spoke to each other. It had been childish curiosity that had gotten them into this situation and now look. His ears tilted back against his head as he observed the scene play out before him. It flowed so well that if he had been any more naive then he would have been able to believe that it was in fact a scripted scenario. But, he knew that it was not and he knew that every word, every subtle movement that had just occurred had been genuine. That only made it hurt more and what was worse was that he felt torn. He did not know whether to pursue his mama or mister Kunta. However, his mind was very rapidly made up when his gaze fell onto Strawberry once more. The russian blue kitten wordlessly moved forwards and put himself besides his sister, brushing comfortingly against the older feline as he did so. "Don't cry сестра" the child muttered softly, the russian word flicking effortlessly from his tongue as he addressed the distressed older child. Until this point he had not yet used any words from that language however, he saw that it was now a fitting moment. 'Sister' in itself to him did not sound as comforting as it could and it only seemed natural for him to say something softer. He briefly closed his pastel blue eyes, drawing in a slow yet deep breath before he got up, standing somewhat upright. "Don't worry, it'll be alright" he added, his attention drifting onto Henry as he left before his focus swung onto Attie, ears perking slightly as he glanced back down to the small cinnamon feline, tail swishing to and fro slightly.

translation: сестра - sister

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:black;]Klaus could not deny the fact that the sight of the rather odd creature had been something that had triggered off major fascination within both the young child's heart and also his mind. His pale baby blue gaze glimmered with curiosity as he swiftly trotted over to stand besides Henry, a bright yet intrigued grin blossoming across his youthful features as he regarded the rodent like creature before him. He did not mean to gawk however, being a curious young child meant that he could not help doing such things and the only distraction from doing so was to delve right into conversation with the bizarre yet interesting fellow before him. "Hiya mister Shock! I'm Klaus. It is very nice to meet 'cha. Welcome to Windclan!" the youngster chimed, his words shortened slightly as he flicked from his mouth in his russian tinged accent. He raised his paw to wave eagerly in greeting to the yellow furred being, delight clearly vibrant in his powdered pastel gaze as he regarded Thundershock, grin still adamant on his lips as he did so.

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I SAW THAT THERE'S A BAN FC HERE AND I MUST JOIN WITH CHASTIE/KING NOW OMFG

//rolls onto pyre
ahem, i mean, hello everyone
i'm here to join with this little fairy dude ;^)
speaking of that, i'd better change his tags to suit him better now whoops

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:490px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:white;]Chastiefol opened his eyes, dulled pale powdered blue eyes flaring slightly as he took in the scenery surrounding him through a glazed gaze. knew that it was bad of him to do this constantly but lacklustre outlook that he held on life spoke volumes in regards to his various life choices. He had regrets. Because of the way that he lived and the way that he acted, he had already lost so much that he had regarded to highly to him. Family and those that he cared about. Blueridge, Kunta, Strawberry. Elaine. They were gone, whispers in the wind as the breeze whistled through his fur, endlessly taunting him for his stupid actions. In a way, ever even getting close to them was his biggest regret because who was he to have responsibility? He was far to aloof and laid back for maintenance but he still found himself hung up on the pain of losing with his loved ones.

He found happiness in his misery however. He could move on as long as he forced himself to do so and it seemed that the most plausible option, no the only possible option, for him to take was to travel. To leave the places where he felt his heart start to ache. He could not face it because he had no one to face and he did not fancy getting angry or upset at something that he could no longer converse with. Instead, he would run, or well, a better word that run to describe his retreat would be float.

That would be his explanation, his excuse, for being so distant. He could not reforge relationships because he was a coward deep down and he knew it. He was afraid of it really. He was afraid of getting close before crushing expectations and becoming a false representation of someone's ideal friend. He would either want to be perfect to another or stay away from them. There was no in between right now for him. He could not deal with disappointment, both from him and being given to him.

The beach town full of it's vibrancy and no doubt its love had caught his attention a while off when he had spied it in the distance. He paused, lowering himself so that he was a bit closer to the ground in case there were any unfavourable beings nearby that would not take kindly to a floating felidae. This area had been the last place that the male had expected to find himself in but it brought some degree of joy to him nonetheless. After all, it was a beautiful, exotic place. Much like his own birth place. That was something that he did not wish to think about however and he was quick to suppress any surfacing memories that threatened to spill over and ruin this long, eternal vacation that he had embarked on. The tropical mountain range that he found himself nearing was a beautiful region and he was already convinced that he'd fuck something up here. The dark navy russian blue feline's lip curled up slightly and he looked away, the pillow he was sprawled on continued to move as he took a very brief moment to compose himself. He could not think so negatively when he was doing what he had decided was the best for himself. He had come to the conclusion that this was what he needed to do. He had upped and left and he now had to put up with the consequences.

He turned his gaze skywards, taking note of the orange sorbet sky sprawled out about him, the rich tones melting into a pale blue that rivalled his own. At least he had arrived here by morning. That was a relief. Chastiefol came to a halt, lifting himself up slightly on his pillow as he glanced around, still bobbing in the air before he decided that clear attentiveness was too much of a challenge and he flopped back down on the green leopard print fabric, chin resting on the edge as he hugged his front legs around the material. Someone would come along soon, probably on some sort of morning walk. He would just wait until then, he guessed. He was patient when it came to things like this anyway. He could wait all day.

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt][color=white]yet ;^)

also, honestly. even though he's nothing like Ban, it's just exciting to see someone else with a nnt character for their character's faceclaim. it just gives me an excuse to put chastie here i guess. i was looking for a place to have him and sunclan was my former home so it's just great to be back. especially with a character based off of a character that i love.

chas himself is not entirely like king yet because he's one of my older characters that i stopped playing for a while but they're pretty similar so i though, why not?

[center][fancypost=bgcolor=;border:0;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;color:white;]ah yeah that's it! i very briefly rped firepup/firewatch who was mark based
well anyway, it's nice to see you again!

and it's lovely to meet everyone! you're all really nice c: