Posts by fourteenth

also, about that famine plot- i was kinda thinking that maybe the crystals have been dormant all these years but then when the humans came to take them they activated or whatever?? and they somehow make the same day repeat over and over again, except here's the thing, the events of the last time it repeated (aka the amount of food killed on the ruin's territory) carry over to the next time it does so no one thinks anything is up?

like in the outside world its only been a day, but for the time the ruins are affected by these crystals its a few weeks because there in a time loop?

it would explain creatures being able to come in (joiners) but never go??? and the fresh kill and water sources wouldn't be breeding/coming in, coming out/flowing so that they were just being constantly depleted? that's what i've thought of so far for it if you have a plan or anything to add??

maybe we could have a poor ambassador be stuck in the clan for awhile too lmao

the entirety of this character is based around the idea of a fighter and how it effects such a creature once there is nothing left within them to give.

postive | clever, kind, moral, intelligent, passionate, determined

negative | impulsive, ill-tempered, blunt, reckless, abrasive, stubborn

a survivor of a group of rogues which were murdered by bloodclan, was taken in by the tribe shortly after.

fighter. fighter. fighter. for that is presciley what he is. there is a fire within his soul, crimson and grand and nearly consuming him whole in the midst of its avarice tinted flames. and upon tongue self-forged barbed wire sits, unruly and uncaring in words. he is honest, blunt, all of his phrases sharp and genuine and hurtful within its glistening truth. he holds back no opinions or thoughts and oversteps boundaries with ease if he so deems it nessarcy. he is unyielding and rough, ripped at every edge and yet a master piece. reckless and impulsive, avalon will do what he must the motto of asking for forgiveness rather than permission etched within soul. but there is more to him than rugged scowls and reckless, martyr complex nature. tears is dangerously intelligent. he is far too fond of learning and was the type of child which caused adults to grow uneasy from the mere sharpness of his wit. he sculpts forward battle plans with elegance and learns swiftly and impressively. it is a contradiction in itself, the fact one with such gruff touch holds such considerable smarts. one may blame the ink spilled upon paper he fell in love with, or the fact he was simply graced with brilliant nature of his traitorous parent. either or, none could deny that fairy tales were perhaps what leads to another subject which blossomed within this spit fire of a boy.

will pursue the path of healer despite everything but also learn fighting moves? spirits like him, he doesn't like spirits. refuses to kill, believes in what the tribe taught him super hard core. he tries to be a badass but is just a nERD

a character deeply instilled within spirits, always lost within a dream, a strong connection to the moon. acts as the responsible one among the group, surpress emotions, has trouble understanding the world around him. will grow to become cruel and fake and cunning and sly, eventually will wear kindness as a facade and actually be a hella selfish killer after a bunch of hell but will always believe in kindess and crave connection. has the same back story as above.

positive | gentle, hopeful, intelligent, understanding, patient, polite, mature, benevolent

negative | unsure, selfish, suppresses emotions, untrusting, cunning, brutal

lost in another dream, never quite there. a survivor, a once-had-been. he's all gentle, knowing smiles and quiet contemplation and trailing off sentences and aloof and wandering, wandering. he lives for the moon and the spirits and prays to them. but he's always thoughtful, and never speaks with words half-baked. knowing, will do what he must, may go to far. he's kind to those he loves and his smile is ever sad, a thousand water falls when once he twinkled. his honor is the words he spins like fine gold gentle with touch but with diction sharp as a blade. super emotional, but knows it to be a weakness and constantly surpresses what he truly thinks and believes. some call him a fool, he's guilt ridden and lost and self-loathing. all laugh at the boy who speaks ever fondly of the spirits, and fall silent as they watch him kill with unshaking hands.

pursues the path of a warrior, will eventually give everything until he is empty and is a fearsome fighter despite himself. basically your local mom. the sight, interesting to see where his strong view of religion goes as he develops

opens mouth: *breaths*

everyone else: you're devoted to the spirits you walk in dreams you love them they saved you we get it already