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OPINIONS & CHOICES IC / "THOUGHTS" / BUMP THREADS AFTER 2 DAYS

GENERAL INFO /
✩ mallory / femme [she/her]
✩ ageless / physically 14 months old
✩ blizzardclan (??) / citizen
✩ is a fallen angel
✩ mute but can communicate through grunts and sighs
✩ was forced out of heaven for becoming aware that God was extremely cruel toward humans and questioning why he abused them
✩ has constant pain where her wings used to be
✩ has no understanding of social norms
✩ she has only gained negative emotions after falling
✩ does not need to eat or drink
✩ has body dysphoria over her wings
✩ while sleeping she can appear dead for she has no heartbeat and does not breath
✩ depressed
✩ uncomfortable around demons and other angels

RELATIONSHIPS / RULES OF ENGAGEMENT / ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛
✩ single / not looking / open-ish
✩ created by God
✩ has zero understanding of romance or love
✩ pansexual with a teeny preference for men
✩ very naive about love and a bit superficial
✩ trouble returning feelings whether romantic or platonic
✩ ½ of nothing

APPEARANCE / REFERENCE.
✩ black fox with white and grey markings.
✩ dark eyes with a faint green rings around the pupils.
✩ chubby and short she is opposite of intimidating.
— INJURIES/ILLNESSES: has extremely irritated skin where her wings used to be

BEHAVIOUR / A. / B. / C. / D.
✩ mallory is not necessarily all sugar and sweet. in fact she can be quite superficial and at times downright mean, though it would never be her intentions. out of habit she determines whether a character would go to heaven or hell simply on appearance and first greetings since that was one of her jobs. so, she judges quickly especially since she can't see a person's whole life anymore.
✩ being an angel she is incredibly naive to the evils of the world despite sending many people to hell. curse words alone are enough to shock her, don't even begin with physical contact that isn't accidental. to put it simply she's a little baby.
✩ in general she has lost all hope and wishes to stop existing, which she can't seeing as he's immortal. after being betrayed by God, the being she loved most, and finding out that he was actually a very cruel being mallory has simply lost all the joy she once had. this makes her seem melancholic and asocial despite her being a naturally loving and social creature.
— DISORDERS: depression and anxiety

INTERACTION / TROPE / TROPE
✩ physical easy / mentally impossible / weak
✩ immune to mental attacks / will not fight back
✩ can powerplay peaceful actions
✩ can control the clouds but would never be used violently
✩ is technically immortal but her physical body can die
✩ has the belief all creatures are born good and learn evil
✩ attack is underlined

Tags.

so yeah I'm making a new character named Mallory who's a fallen angel! this is a very tropey and like totally overdone character I know I know but I have a soft spot for fallen angels. anyway basically he was sent from heaven because he came to the realization that God (no particular God mind you just simply God) is kind of an asshole towards humans. he asked why God would be so cruel and strict with such flawed creatures and basically questioning God is a no go, and he was sent to earth. all his hope and faith is pretty much shattered since as an angel he adored God only to be betrayed for asking why. in heaven he felt no negative emotions such as anger, sadness, frustration, hopelessness which he can feel now that he isn't in heaven. his wings are gone, he is mute, and he has exactly zero idea what societal norms are. very depressed kiddo who is honestly an idiot.

also his job in heaven was to judge whether someone went to heaven, hell, or would be brought back/reincarnated!

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✩ uses her cloud manipulation to make cute shapes when she wants to cheer herself up. enjoys flower, rabbit, and spiral designs the most. sometimes will change the colors and even put in details through color, but she can only make them shades of grey.
✩ sometimes will jump from high places or simply try and fly since she's used to having wings. this isn't intentional and usually comes from instinct instead of self harm or whatnot.
✩ while she does not need to eat food she can, though her body also does not produce waste. so, it's like whatever she consumes simply disappears since it doesn't effect her weight, energy, or make her have bathroom matters. she however does not like to eat since it only cements in the idea that she is no longer an angel.
✩ she is mute in the sense that she cannot produce full sentences or words. however she can grunt, sigh, pronounce vowels, and make other small noises. she will only do this when she trusts someone however, not casually or when greeting someone.
✩ the reason she is mentally impossible is because she has nothing to manipulate mentally. honestly she doesn't even use the brain inside the body she's in, this goes for her other organs too which is why she doesn't breath or have a heart beat. so stuff like blood manipulation and forcing pain onto her body won't work either. the only pain she feels is from her wings, but she does feel texture, pressure, and temperature which is why she isn't entirely numb. however she can be crushed, wounded (she won't feel it but her body will perish), and physically killed. also, if you were to study her brain there would be no sign of her depression because it isn't rooted biologically. medication wouldn't help her either for the same reason!
✩ she has no genitalia or scent that would show her sex (as animals usually have).
✩ she's used to being a gentle, all knowing, loving, positive angel that was always happy. because of her newly gained emotions she is learning what it is to be rude and have ill intentions toward others. this is upsetting as now Mallory believes she is flawed, evil. having her emotions, actions, and fate decided by herself is a very new concept for her as God controlled these things before.
✩ yes, she is totally the type to yell about how sex outside of marriage is immoral and that intimacy is extremely important. however she does not care about gender or sexuality seeing as she is completely sexless herself. also, romance and sexual craving is completely new so that's gonna be fun.
✩ more shit here

oh sweet thank you!! I'm very excited to begin roleplaying him and I definitely hope to overcome the trope

Still open to opinions

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read his tags if you wanna but placement for him? Preferably fast to medium
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oh cool! Could I have some pros/cons of the two clans if it isn't too much to ask for?

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✩ the deli - 5:32PM ♡
✩ craetion - memory ♡
✩ outdoors - tired ♡
✩ in love with a ghost - healing ♡
✩ swell feat. shiloh - i'm sorry ♡
✩ varsity - so sad, so sad ♡
✩ saib. - in your arms ♡
✩ basicjo - I like u ♡
✩ bedroom - nothing lasts ♡

[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]hey could someone look at this one's tags and tell me what ya think? the help den is being impossibly slow and I wanted to bring Mallory here so ya
do you think she'd be good here?
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Thank you!! She shall come here
Though she won't really be joining as much as falling on to blizzardclan territory not being able to stop crying and scared
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]A cool breeze carried the scent of newly blossomed flowers across the snowy landscape. In the distance a crow called out. The squawk coupled with the emptiness around her was devastatingly distant. Even the snowflakes which danced around each other had no joy to them. This land... This planet, it was a lonely place. So different from heaven. A hell in it's own right she supposed.

Her heart hurt so badly. Though, she didn't have a heart did she? This body wasn't her own, just some doll. It's heart didn't even beat against her paw. She was no longer an angel, she was a ghost haunting some poor body. Who had this been before she stole the body? Had they made an irreversible mistake as well, is that why God ripped them from their home too? Did she live in the body of a sinner? Oh, but now that she wasn't an angel Mallory would become a sinner too. With these newfound emotions, the urges, she was no better than the mortals who scoured the Earth.

Mallory had been crying for hours now, unable to move or even wipe away her tears. The ebony fox was trembling as the last of her energy ebbed away. Emotionally drained she watched as the snow slowly piled on to her body. She could feel the cold seeping into the body's bones, yet felt no pain which would usually occur. This was good. No pain, just becoming frozen for eternity. Perhaps the excruciating pain that was where her wings used to be would finally numb.

// melodramatic angel has dropped I repeat
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Very dramatic and angsty just how I like em
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]Mallory didn't move as she was spoken to, only her eyes drifted upward. They were slightly swollen from hours of crying. It wasn't like she could respond so instead of attempting communicate she just looked ahead. How long would it take for the mortal to get a hint and leave? Earthlings were stubborn, but she hoped it wouldn't be too long. When the paw brushed against her she simply curled into herself more. Just leave, please leave, she thought, sighing slightly. If only she had the ability to speak, then all she would have to do is say a word. Hah, like there was any chance a single sound would come from her even if it was possible. A coward.

Another one showed up, this one a demon. Disgust ripped through her miserable thoughts. The only sign of her attitude towards the demonic individual was through a slight wrinkles of her nose, which only lasted a second. So wrapped up in her own thoughts the melting snow didn't even make a blip in her mind. Why did this little group care so much? Why did the demon ask for her name? She had no business, she had no name. God had given her the gift of having a name. Now that God himself had casted her away there was no need for it. Wasn't like she could say it anyway.

As soon as the flowers came into view she was interested in them, not really caring who had placed them there. She reached her paw out before slowly bringing them towards her nose. Oh. She didn't know how to breathe. The flowers weren't pungent enough for her to simply smell them without breathing inward. This sent her into more tears, though now she stayed silent, shaking. Awful, this world just wanted to mock her. That child just wanted to mock her. Cruel, cruel.
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]That's what I've been trying to do, She couldn't really die though. Nope, death wasn't on the menu and never would be. Wiping at her eyes Mallory picked herself up, snow getting caught in her dark fur. Where was she, and how did she leave? Hmm, all there seemed to be was snow, snow, and a weird staircase leading up into the sky. Maybe... Maybe that place went to heaven, maybe somehow she could get to heaven! Excited by the idea she stepped toward it, suddenly in her own world. She needed to speak with God. Then she could become an angel and all the bad feelings would go away. Not one single demon would ever cross her path, no taunting flowers, she could finally have wings again. Swallowing her pride she looked at the demon and made a grunt noise then jerked her head to the stairs, her voice surprisingly rough for an angel.

Emotions switching from tearful sadness, to hope, to now confusion as she just stared at the child. Rocks? Then it hit her, she was a damn angel, or used to be. No angel would ever be so dismissive of an innocent child. Still, she didn't care about rocks. All she wanted was heaven and to see God's happy smile. It was the only thing that had taken her mind of crying and despair. Dipping her head low to the child she would attempt eye contact with him, puffy and still tearful eyes then going to the staircase. She wanted to go there.

Dear Lord, she didn't care about names! To speed the process up she nodded at Imperia, obviously desperate to get to the stairs. Fine, fine, any name would due, if it was true and she could possibly go back to heaven it wouldn't matter anyway, who cared? Frustrated and confused she growled, though not in a hostile or threatening way, simply out of her own desperation.
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I apologize on her behalf Jacob is too sweet omigod

Anywaysss
I'm so hypedd
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]ohboy same

Also anyone want to plot with maimai?
Yes she already has a nickname I made up myself cus im a loser..
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]does anyone else ever just jam to lo-fi music?
Like music that's in her playlist if you don't know wat it is
It's just so good

Also yes yes yes plottsss
They can totally just like have threads ye
I could make one of em if ye like
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Doesn't Jacob already have a fanclub a.k.a blizzfam??
Do yall call yourselves blizzfam?
Or am I such a dork that I just had that in my head?
Oh no
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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]yo if you make the thread I will roleplay heheh

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[center][fancypost=background-color:;border:0px;width:400px;text-align:justify;font-size:8pt;line-height:1.4;]an au sounds good right now
Of course it's really up to you c:
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✩ fc claim is nyane lebajoa ref. ref.
✩ mallory jenkins | 23 | femme
✩ works at an ice cream parlor and library
✩ loves makeup and beauty
✩ attends college and lives in a cheap apartment
✩ voice ref is estelle ref. ref.

✩ has two black wings tattooed on the back of her neck