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  • CHERRYBLOD TAGS // 5/4


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    ✦ cherryblod kaeden harbringer | cisgender male [he/him] | created in 2016
    ✦ physically 24 moons old | spiritually 64 moons old | december 20th | real aging
    ✦ blind; however, he can see certain colors within the red family; ex: pink, etc.
    ✦ unholy; seems almost angelic-like, but is very far off from such a thing
    ✦ currently residing in colouredclan, might possibly go elsewhere
    — blackguard [hp]
    — currently has no former/other ranks[/i]

    ✦ AFRICAN SERVAL [MAIN] | HEALTH: 100%
    — cherryblod takes on the form of a very long and tall serval. his form is petite and fragile despite his sturdy bones, with soft curves and rounded eyes. his coat is short and always kept clean and neat, clinging to the contours of his body in satin-soft whisps of off-white and nothing more. his overall coloration is nothing special with no real reason to dwell over yet still managing to pull off the handsome features he was born with. his nose is white yet holds some sort of off-flesh color since there's nothing else there to cover it. his eyes are rounded and large, centered within them are pale, pastel red colored orbs that are blind and do not have pupils.
    — INJURIES while not having any fresh injuries, he does have two small scars; one across the bridge of his nose and the other on the left side of his lips.

    ✦ ( ISTJ / BUBBLY SMOL / UNHOLY / COMICALLY SERIOUS / CHAOTIC GOOD )
    — NAIVE | LIVELY | STUBBORN | ANXIOUS
    — DENSE | STOIC | GENUINE | IMPASSIVE
    — description here

    ✦ LEVIATHAN HARBRINGER X AGATHA DARLING | GENERATION 7 [?]
    — adopted by person
    — related to the harbringer and darling families
    — is tied to anyone with relations to his two families
    ✦ best friend(s): none, he hasn't managed to gain any relationships
    ✦ single | homosexual homoromantic | [ 0 ] "maybe" crushes
    — ½ of shiphere; no current ships can be named
    ✦ can be known for sleeping around from time to time
    — trusts anyone who has proven their worth; doomed once lost
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    ✦ PHYSICALLY/MENTALLY DIFFICULT | @ ACCOUNT / ATTACK IN #D87093
    — mentoring / mentored by no one as of right now
    ✦ WILL NOT START FIGHTS | ENDS THEM | NO MAIM/KILL/CAPTURE
    — powers here
    ✦ can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions; doesn't mean it's appreciated

  • CAUSE NOBODY GIVES A FUCK && open; joining

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — riverclan — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/testing out riverclan for now !!


    Silent paws carried the ivory feline toward RiverClan's border, radar-like ears swirling at the calm sounds of the river before him while he allowed himself to stop only a couple inches away from its edge. His pale orbs slowly swept over his surroundings, but he saw nothing but a messy haze as there weren't enough shades of red for his poor vision to process, and a small frown found itself onto his lips. He supposed he'd have to deal with his soon to be clanmates describing the territory for him, something he generally had to deal with since he was practically blind. Cherryblod allowed himself to sigh as he lowered his rump to the ground, still remaining silent while he waited for some RiverClanners to appear on the other side of the river.

  • CAUSE NOBODY GIVES A FUCK && open; joining

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — riverclan member — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/thanks guys !!


    He had expected a few to approach him, but not this many, they seemed to pour in one after another. His hearing picked up quite a few sets of paws while only one of them had spoken. He wondered if it was some sort of clan thing, was no one allowed to speak after someone else had already done so? "Hm, RiverClan? I am Cherryblod," The ivory feline rasped, pupil-less orbs slowly trailing over the group of creatures, "Is joining allowed?"

  • WAR | KNIGHTS OF EDEN HP TRYOUTS

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]If this is still open, I'm going to have Cherryblod tryout for Grand Prior. c:

  • AGE OF PARANOIA && open; joining

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Silent paws carried the ivory feline toward the Eden's border, radar-like ears swirling at the calm sounds of the territory before him while he allowed himself to stop only a couple inches away from the clan markers. His pale orbs slowly swept over his surroundings, but he saw nothing but a messy haze as there weren't enough shades of red for his poor vision to process, and a small frown found itself onto his lips. He supposed he'd have to deal with his soon to be clanmates describing the territory for him, something he generally had to deal with since he was practically blind. Cherryblod allowed himself to sigh as he lowered his rump to the ground, still remaining silent while he waited for some RiverClanners to appear on the other side of the border.

  • KNIGHTS OF EDEN CHAT & PLOTTING

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Bringing this bean here instead of sticking with Sera. My muse for him has been strained for while, so might as well stick with a charrie i actually have muse for. Anyway, this bab is open for plots and such. Anything would probably be an open thread since private ones wouldn't help the board much.

  • WAKE UP CALL | MEETING 5.7

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]"Are Jurors the only ones allowed to host weekly tasks? Or can just about anyone do it?" The blind serval rasped as he walked over, pale crimson hues mindlessly trailing over nothing. He personally wouldn't mind helping if he could, but obviously that was up to Bast.

  • oh honey,, return ,, blue is not your color

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]"Well from what I heard she basically said she's returning." Cherryblod rasped as his long limbs carried him onto the scene, blind orbs angled toward the others general direction. This returner sounded rather interesting and was quite the talker, but that was all fine and dandy with him. "I am Cherryblod, welcome home then?."

  • oh honey,, return ,, blue is not your color

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]He had to admit his name wasn't the most normal of names, but nowadays that wasn't too surprising. Though he figured his was semi normal to an extent, people knew what 'cherry' was, it was 'blod' that confused them since it had nothing to do with blood. Sure it sounded similar and was easily mispronounced when he spelled it out, but he really didn't find it that hard to say 'bl - aw - d'. "There's plenty of us who won't be finding our names on keychains." Cherryblod rasped with a slight snicker in the back of his throat, lips curling into some sort of snarky half smile. The albino serval merely shrugged after a moment or so and slowly turned to prepare to head back to camp. "Anyway, I'll leave you to your reunion." He said, ear flicking as he began to depart.

  • KNIGHTS OF EDEN CHAT & PLOTTING

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]THANK YOU
    I SWEAR I HAVE OCD OVER MY SUB LAYOUTS RIp


    I legit know how you guys feel
    I just finished college for the semester yesterday and now I'm frrreeee

  • IF THIS IS HOW IT FEELS // o, discovery

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]/rip bc i cannot match muse


    Cherryblod had heard the screaming, but unfortunately had been too far away to possibly get there on time. Had he done so, then maybe Hazel would still be clinging to her book instead of it being taken away by a black floating cloud. Of course he was unaware of what had just happened, but could still smell the sulfur as he rounded the corner and bounded toward the girl. "I heard screaming, are you alright?" The serval crooned, a frown on his lips as he blindly swept his gaze over the former juror. She seemed hurt from what he could sense, but he couldn't help until he knew what hurt.

  • AGE OF PARANOIA && open; joining

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Cherryblod arched a brow, somewhat surprised by the bluntness of the girl who approached him, but he guess some people were just naturally like that. It really didn't bother him too much. "I am Cherryblod. I'd like to join if it's possible." He mused, unsure it all clans allowed joiners, he'd been away for far too long.

  • STILL BREATHING && open; meet & greet

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]The clan seemed to be small, but Cherryblod wasn't really complaining. He'd yet to find a big negative about the place (minus the demon issue), and no one seemed too uptight from the little he'd already seen. He assumed he hadn't seen everything or everyone yet so he still had plenty of time to judge what he was getting himself into. "Meet and greet over here!" The blind serval called from the main hallway, ears twitching casually. Sure it was a typical and almost lame way of meeting others, but it'd do for now.

  • NEW SOUL && open; weekly tasks 5/12 - 5/19

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]Since Bast said is was alright to host the weekly tasks, Cherry figured it was time he got to it. It'd hopefully give the group some sort of break from being tormented by the demons that were taking over the place. "Edens, gather for weekly tasks!" The serval called from inside the castle, his short tail casually flicking behind him. "Ah, and any of the Jurors are welcome to hand out tasks as well."

  • YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY // open + spy

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    MONSTER, HOW CAN I FEEL? — cherry — knights of eden — he/him — tags

    [fancypost=border-width:0px; width: 450px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 125%]This guy had a big, fat NO printed across his face in Cherryblod's opinion while a million alarms went off in the back of his mind. The pupil-less serval narrowed his pastel crimson orbs as he came over, his gaze blindly trailing over whoever this person was. "You either give us a straight answer as to why you need to be shown around here, or you leave." Cherry rasped, ears angled toward this stranger. "Right now the answer is no."