Posts by Brilliance

Welcome one and all to the amazing Chat / Plot thread!! Here we can talk and do the plotting.
Grimm is open for plotting.

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My child Queenie is open for plotting <3

Ya! That would be great! I must have missed that-
I believe their best friendship could be quite interesting, Clarity may be rough around the edges but perhaps she can have a soft spot for Adagio. The only one who she truly likes being around and doesnt mind the company of the feline. I'm quite excited for this!

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Clarity "Queenie" Aella
Morning sunlight filtered through the battered drapes that covered the windows of Clarity's room. The young feline fidgeted in her nest made of pillows and blankets galore. Her eye's fluttered open, narrowing and relaxing; a yawn escaped her muzzle. The room was peaceful and quiet. This room was specifically hers and hers only. It was vast, a broken bed in the center (atop which she was laying), desks, shelves, and side tables scattered about the room. The colors had been dirtied, but yet it still held a peaceful and brightness to it. Dusty paintings hung by on the wall crooked and some had fallen. Perhaps someone of great importance slept here once, but they don't anymore. Now this was Queenie's room.
The tortoise shell stretched out of her little nest. Blinking her eyes a few times to let them adjust to being awake, mornings were her least favorite time of the day. Having to be up early and all.... disappointment always flooded through her when her sleep was interrupted by the morning rays of sunlight.
Deciding it was time for the day to be challenged and jumped down from her perch in the broken down bed. Snaking her way through the debris that cluttered her path here and there, and then out of the room into the long corridor that connected to the court yard.
The sounds of her steps echoed around her, the little pit pats were somehow calming. Finally reaching the end of the corridor, Clarity stepped out into the sunlight and the courtyard. Fang is usually up before the rest of us... with a quick sweep around the courtyard walls her eyes picked a lone figure over looking the courtyard. A smile flickered across her face as she was proven right and she marched out into the middle of the courtyard. The brisk cold air cooling to her body down a few degrees. Puffing her pelt out against the cold, Clarity sat down beside a fallen column and waited for the rest of the fighters and hunters to wake up. It was time to start the day.

For those who havent seen the roleplay thread yet;
cats are just waking up. Its late winter.

The Roleplay Thread

Bump! If your accepted go to the rp thread!! <3

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Sorry! My week got busy because of school... thank God spring break is coming...
Anyways
Hamiltontrash:: your character Derek is accepted!

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Clarity

The Second had curled her tail around her paws, and waited for the rest to wake. A lone cat exited the hallways, it was Rabbit. Clarity met gazes with Rabbit and went to say hello when Fang spoke. He had asked about the morning patrols. Clarity instead turned her attention to Fang, he had to be answered first.
The feline nodded her head and said, "I will once a few more cats wake up... I can't make a patrol out of a trainee." Chuckling she thought over who could possible go on a patrol. She had two possible cats so far, Fang and Rabbit. "I was thinking perhaps you would like to lead one Fang? Take the trainee with you too." She flicked her gaze to rabbit and smiled, "Always good to get in some experience when you can."
Her ears rotated to the sound of Adagio's voice, already smiling she focused on her good friend. "Adagio! Good morning, and yes, thank goodness we didn't wake up to another blizzard. The last one was enough." Shivering, Clarity's tail flicked, the feline didn't like the cold what so ever!

//sorry on my mobile

^^ saaame had to write two timed essays. *sighs*

Student Form

Name: Tessa Quince Linkin
"Tess/Queenie"

Age: 17

Grade: 11

Personality: Tess is a bubble of pure joy and energy. She laughs a lot, jokes alot and never seems to stop moving. Tess is the party, or atleast always where the party is. Her positive energy is infectious and her smile always smiling. She loves practical jokes and tends to pull them often. Queenie is also slightly egotistical but man is she confident. Nothing rarely bursts her bubble of joy. Although with all this joy comes a sadistic twist. She doesnt ever seem to get angry, but instead acts out her vengenace with cunning silliness. Tess isnt fazed by gory things, instead she seeks it out. A little cut won't throw her off, neither will a broken bone.People find her disturbing, rumor says something not quite- right- in her brain. While this is true, Queenie wouldn't tell anyone that. She tends to butt in on conversations, forcing people to accept her. But besides all that, she has a very romantic side- finding the cute things in life is her passion (besides her shooting) and Tess gushes over the little things. She sleeps around though, because she doesn't know what real love is.

History: Queenie wasn't born perfect and neither was her childhood. Her mother left her father and her, because of this her father fell into a deep depression and became abusive. She was forced into acts (that I will not explain) and her innocence was crushed, so was her mental stability. Her neighbors called the cops on her father and she was saved (but not soon enough). The authorities dropped her into an adoption center. Her life was a whirlwind of different families, all bringing her back because she was- lets say a bit nuts. Soon enough she was brought here to this boarding school sort of deal and left here. She doesn't have a family, nor many friends. But hey! She has herself! That's enough right....??

Sexuality: Bisexual

Crush/bf/gf: Open!

Likes: Clouds, Fluffy things, crushing ants, doodling chaos, pranks

Dislikes: sitting still, boring people, work (of any sorts)

Fears: Spiders (THOSE THINGS ARE GROSS), Darkness (reminds her of childhood)

Hobbies: She shoots a shotgun on the youth team. If shes not at school, she's on the range. #1 JV girl in the Region, moving to varsity soon!!!

after school classes/clubs: YSCS (Youth Sporting Clay Shooting)

Dorm: 5

Other: Hai!

Name: Queenie
Age: 17 years
Species: Snowshoe hare
Personality: Queenie is a bubble of light and pure joy, always smiling and forever cheerful. She's an adorable character when you first meet her. Don't be fooled by her dazzling canines and her sparkling eyes though; she is a bit broken in her mind. She is sadistic and doesn't react to gory and disgusting things. She is the farthest from innocence you could be. She was crushed and severely abused while in testing. She laughs when she shouldn't laugh and find joy in the horrible. Nothing can break her anymore than she already is.

UMMM can someone find me an image?? I can't choose ;-;

Awesome! And thanks for the pictures. I like the 2nd picture, but without the blone hair. Instead just a little tuft of white

The bunny had been drugged up since the day she got here.... which however long was lost to her. Her droopy eyes blinked open as the alarm sounded. "Wha----," a yawn interrupted her, "What's going on?" The room was flashing, no the light above the door was. This is a bit disorientating.
Queen ie staggered to her paws, then to the bars of her cage. All she could hear was the "woooop wooop" of the alarm. Her head spun, or did the room spin? These drugs were really strong... She grasped the bars and leaned against them. The other cages were empty as far as she could tell. Except for that annoying eagle- and the- what was it again??? She couldn't remember.

Student Form

Name: Tessa Quince Linkin

"Tess/Queenie"

Age: 17

Grade: 11

Personality: Tess is a bubble of pure joy and energy. She laughs a lot, jokes alot and never seems to stop moving. Tess is the party, or atleast always where the party is. Her positive energy is infectious and her smile always smiling. She loves practical jokes and tends to pull them often. Queenie is also slightly egotistical but man is she confident. Nothing rarely bursts her bubble of joy. Although with all this joy comes a sadistic twist. She doesnt ever seem to get angry, but instead acts out her vengenace with cunning silliness. Tess isnt fazed by gory things, instead she seeks it out. A little cut won't throw her off, neither will a broken bone.People find her disturbing, rumor says something not quite- right- in her brain. While this is true, Queenie wouldn't tell anyone that. She tends to butt in on conversations, forcing people to accept her. But besides all that, she has a very romantic side- finding the cute things in life is her passion (besides her shooting) and Tess gushes over the little things. She sleeps around though, because she doesn't know what real love is.

History: Queenie wasn't born perfect and neither was her childhood. Her mother left her father and her, because of this her father fell into a deep depression and became abusive. She was forced into acts (that I will not explain) and her innocence was crushed, so was her mental stability. Her neighbors called the cops on her father and she was saved (but not soon enough). The authorities dropped her into an adoption center. Her life was a whirlwind of different families, all bringing her back because she was- lets say a bit nuts. Soon enough she was brought here to this boarding school sort of deal and left here. She doesn't have a family, nor many friends. But hey! She has herself! That's enough right....??

Sexuality: Bisexual

Crush/bf/gf: Open!

Likes: Clouds, Fluffy things, crushing ants, doodling chaos, pranks

Dislikes: sitting still, boring people, work (of any sorts)

Fears: Spiders (THOSE THINGS ARE GROSS), Darkness (reminds her of childhood)

Hobbies: She shoots a shotgun on the youth team. If shes not at school, she's on the range. #1 JV girl in the Region, moving to varsity soon!!!

after school classes/clubs: YSCS (Youth Sporting Clay Shooting)

Dorm: 5

Other: Hai

Tessa Quince Linkin

It was early, that's all that mattered. Tess didn't want to be up at all but she had no choice. Headmaster has already given her a stern lecture about the importance of being on time. Every year its the same. Everyday is the same. Get up, do as you're told, listen, and go to bed. Not that she planned on doing anything anyone told her to do exactly. With an exaggerated sigh, the ginger quiet literally rolled out of bed. She hit the floor without complaint and bolted to her feet. Nothing like a good ol' face-plant to wake you up. A yawn escaped her lips, or maybe a grumbled of profanity- it was kinda in between. So far so good! Everything appeared to be normal.
Half-awake still, Tess began to ready for the day. Throwing her hair up in the usual ponytail and throwing on what ever clothes smelled the best, she declared herself fit for civilization. Her outfit included blue jeans (a mysterious purple stain on the knee), a flowing black tank-top, missmatched socks, and converse on her feet.