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YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - babyface - 04-07-2018
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Life was a funny thing.
So fragile, so precious. So taken for granted. Jasper had a love/hate relationship with life. His life (if you could even call it that) was miserable. He survived by killing others, feeding off their blood and ending their existence in a painful, excruciating way. And he could feel it. Every ounce of venom that ran through their body, he felt in his own. He felt their anguish, their sorrow. It haunted him. He hated living like this, hated living by killing others. But it was the only life he knew. By now, his mortal life was too foggy to remember. He wasn't really sure he wanted to remember it, either. He didn't want to think about the family he left behind when he was turned.
Gritting his teeth together hard enough to crumble granite, the Maine coon followed the scent trail of an unfamiliar group. Living by himself was painful, but he wasn't sure if it would be any easier to live amongst others or not. He used to live with other vampires, but he tried to bury those memories, even though the hooks of that trauma were embedded deep in his psyche. Approaching the border, the drop dead handsome blue cream male took a seat, statue still as he waited.
// joining threads are my enemy lmao
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
So fragile, so precious. So taken for granted. Jasper had a love/hate relationship with life. His life (if you could even call it that) was miserable. He survived by killing others, feeding off their blood and ending their existence in a painful, excruciating way. And he could feel it. Every ounce of venom that ran through their body, he felt in his own. He felt their anguish, their sorrow. It haunted him. He hated living like this, hated living by killing others. But it was the only life he knew. By now, his mortal life was too foggy to remember. He wasn't really sure he wanted to remember it, either. He didn't want to think about the family he left behind when he was turned.
Gritting his teeth together hard enough to crumble granite, the Maine coon followed the scent trail of an unfamiliar group. Living by himself was painful, but he wasn't sure if it would be any easier to live amongst others or not. He used to live with other vampires, but he tried to bury those memories, even though the hooks of that trauma were embedded deep in his psyche. Approaching the border, the drop dead handsome blue cream male took a seat, statue still as he waited.
// joining threads are my enemy lmao
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - RICK SANCHEZ - 04-07-2018
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//hola! ++ post joining
rick wished he could remember his life. if he strained hard enough, he could recall a bright green light and a voice calling out. after that he'd get a nose bleed and have to sleep off one hell of a headache. despite his efforts, he just couldn't recall anything past that one foggy moment. even though it secretly bothered him, the tom wouldn't show it.
rick had just awoken from one of his post-headache naps when he'd decided to take a walk around the border to shake off the remaining fogginess. this was when he happened upon jasper. although he'd not been here long, rick had a pretty good idea of what to do. first, he'd need to figure out what this guy wanted.
"hey. the f-f[uRP]ucks your problem?" again with another obnoxious burp. the feline sat down and wrapped his long blue-grey tail around his paws.
rick wished he could remember his life. if he strained hard enough, he could recall a bright green light and a voice calling out. after that he'd get a nose bleed and have to sleep off one hell of a headache. despite his efforts, he just couldn't recall anything past that one foggy moment. even though it secretly bothered him, the tom wouldn't show it.
rick had just awoken from one of his post-headache naps when he'd decided to take a walk around the border to shake off the remaining fogginess. this was when he happened upon jasper. although he'd not been here long, rick had a pretty good idea of what to do. first, he'd need to figure out what this guy wanted.
"hey. the f-f[uRP]ucks your problem?" again with another obnoxious burp. the feline sat down and wrapped his long blue-grey tail around his paws.
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - babyface - 04-07-2018
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Jasper only wished he could forget his life. Every part of his rebirth and every second after was etched in his memory in painstaking detail. It haunted him, the ghosts of the past, of everyone he'd ever killed. It made him sick. He just wanted to forget, wanted some way out of this. But there was nothing he could do -- he was damned to live out the rest of his life like this, traumatized and self-loathing.
He knew someone was coming long before they were actually in front of him. He heard uneven footsteps and breathing, smelled the blood racing under their skin. Even after over a hundred years of being exposed to blood, it still sang to him. He set his jaw and took a deep breath, drinking in the scent, crimson eyes half-closed.
And soon enough, the other was in front of him. Jasper's mouth twitched downward in distaste at the other's manners (or rather, lack thereof). Even if he was a bloodthirsty killer, he was still polite and gentlemanly. Not to mention the language. Oh well; he wasn't here to judge. "I'm Jasper Whitlock, sir." His southern accent dripped from his words. "I was looking for a place to stay," he answered simply. He pressed his lips together, the thought of how easy it would be to take out the creature in front of him flashing before his mind. No, no. He was trying to run away from his bad habits, not run towards them. Barely breathing, he waited patiently for a response.
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
He knew someone was coming long before they were actually in front of him. He heard uneven footsteps and breathing, smelled the blood racing under their skin. Even after over a hundred years of being exposed to blood, it still sang to him. He set his jaw and took a deep breath, drinking in the scent, crimson eyes half-closed.
And soon enough, the other was in front of him. Jasper's mouth twitched downward in distaste at the other's manners (or rather, lack thereof). Even if he was a bloodthirsty killer, he was still polite and gentlemanly. Not to mention the language. Oh well; he wasn't here to judge. "I'm Jasper Whitlock, sir." His southern accent dripped from his words. "I was looking for a place to stay," he answered simply. He pressed his lips together, the thought of how easy it would be to take out the creature in front of him flashing before his mind. No, no. He was trying to run away from his bad habits, not run towards them. Barely breathing, he waited patiently for a response.
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - KISHI - 04-07-2018
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Amaya’s past experiences aren’t something she wishes to erase from her mind, really. If anything, it’s quite the opposite, but not in the way most would expect it. Truth be told, her past had been relatively simple with relatively simple parents and siblingsâ€â€there hadn’t been anything that had doomed her to traumatized her. Therefore, she doesn’t care much about what younger her did; right now, she only cares about the present, as that’s what’s most important right now. Fiddling around in the past won’t get her anywhere.
Seeing Rick wandering about makes Amaya a little... curious, to say the least. She knows this man has bad mannersâ€â€nonexistent manners, reallyâ€â€and watching him approach a lonely stranger causes her to follow suit. Positioning herself not too far away from the scene (but far away enough to not be in range of Rick’s burping), the panther decides to study the Maine coon for a few split seconds, her ears perking forwards as the conversation goes on.
Ah, so the Maine coon wants to join? Typicalâ€â€that’s what most strangers at the border want to do. Flicking an ear, the panther takes a moment to swiftly scan the premises. Kunta has been absent for a while now, so does that mean she has free reign to accept and/or decline members? She isn’t sure.
"you’re at occultatum village," she flatly states, bringing her purple hues back onto Jasper. She pauses for a few moments longer, glancing the creature up and down. Okay. "our leader is absent. until he returns, consider yourself accepted."
Amaya’s past experiences aren’t something she wishes to erase from her mind, really. If anything, it’s quite the opposite, but not in the way most would expect it. Truth be told, her past had been relatively simple with relatively simple parents and siblingsâ€â€there hadn’t been anything that had doomed her to traumatized her. Therefore, she doesn’t care much about what younger her did; right now, she only cares about the present, as that’s what’s most important right now. Fiddling around in the past won’t get her anywhere.
Seeing Rick wandering about makes Amaya a little... curious, to say the least. She knows this man has bad mannersâ€â€nonexistent manners, reallyâ€â€and watching him approach a lonely stranger causes her to follow suit. Positioning herself not too far away from the scene (but far away enough to not be in range of Rick’s burping), the panther decides to study the Maine coon for a few split seconds, her ears perking forwards as the conversation goes on.
Ah, so the Maine coon wants to join? Typicalâ€â€that’s what most strangers at the border want to do. Flicking an ear, the panther takes a moment to swiftly scan the premises. Kunta has been absent for a while now, so does that mean she has free reign to accept and/or decline members? She isn’t sure.
"you’re at occultatum village," she flatly states, bringing her purple hues back onto Jasper. She pauses for a few moments longer, glancing the creature up and down. Okay. "our leader is absent. until he returns, consider yourself accepted."
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - RICK SANCHEZ - 04-07-2018
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sir? rick tilted one ear down in surprise at jasper. huh, it'd been awhile since anyone had spoken to him like that. or had it? whatever. either way he kinda liked it, although it definitely made him feel his age. there was something odd about this guy though. the brief confusion caused his usually harsh eyes to soften, before hardening back again. "name's rick.." his gruff voice considerably more gentle.
just before he could say anything else, the tom heard the sound of an approach and recognized amayas voice. he nodded along to her words aimlessly without so much of a glance back. when she finished, he cleared his throat and stood back up with a yawn. "yeah i just got here too. welcome aboard, jasper."
just before he could say anything else, the tom heard the sound of an approach and recognized amayas voice. he nodded along to her words aimlessly without so much of a glance back. when she finished, he cleared his throat and stood back up with a yawn. "yeah i just got here too. welcome aboard, jasper."
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - babyface - 04-08-2018
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Another set of pawsteps neared, which Jasper was thankful for. While he still was uncomfortable being around creatures he could, well, eat, them being in groups made him feel more at ease, solely for the fact he was less likely to attack a group. He flicked a torn ear as the male -- Rick, it appeared -- spoke his name. Rick. It was simple, which he found comfort in. Easy to remember and pronounce. Before Rick or Jasper could say anything, the panther was there. Occultatum Village. Definitely an interesting name.
The vampire breathed a sigh of relief as he was accepted. Truth be told, he hated living on his own. It was so cold and negative; he wanted to be part of a group again, even if it might be hard for him. He dipped his head gratefully. "Thank you miss." He said, gruff voice still somehow angelic-sounding. His crimson eyes swept over Amaya's face once more, something she said begging a question. "Where is the leader? If you don't mind my asking, 'course."
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultatum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
The vampire breathed a sigh of relief as he was accepted. Truth be told, he hated living on his own. It was so cold and negative; he wanted to be part of a group again, even if it might be hard for him. He dipped his head gratefully. "Thank you miss." He said, gruff voice still somehow angelic-sounding. His crimson eyes swept over Amaya's face once more, something she said begging a question. "Where is the leader? If you don't mind my asking, 'course."
[spoiler=MX MISSILES -✧- tags][size=8pt]ARE YOU MADE OF CALCIUM OR ARE YOU CARBON BASED? ✧ general
NAME ; jasper whitlock
- NICKNAMES ; jasp, jazz
GENDER ; trans male
- PRONOUNS ; he/him
SEXUALITY ; pansexual
AGE ; physically 19 months, mentally/spiritually 174 years
- BIRTHDAY ; august 17th
ALLIANCE ; occultatum village
- RANK ; member
CAUSE IF YOU'RE MADE OF CALCIUM I'LL HAVE TO TAKE A TASTE ✧ appearance
MAIN BODY ; domestic feline
- DESCRIPTION ; almost too attractive, massive blue cream maine coon with color shifting eyes, lots of scars and cropped tail
- SCARS ; dozens of scars (namely bite marks), cropped tail, nicked ears
OTHER BODIES ; none
CAUSE LISTEN, CALCIUM IS DEADLY, BUT TENDER TO THE TOOTH ✧ personality
POSITIVE ; polite, gentlemanly, understanding, kind, gallant, intelligent
NEUTRAL ; stoic, quiet, militaristic, calculative, preemptive, deeply empathetic, protective
NEGATIVE ; traumatized, depressed, self-loathing, cold
DISORDERS ; ptsd, dpd
MBTI ; INFP
TV TROPES ; the atoner; break the cutie; dark and troubled past; the empath; horror hunger; super solider
ALLIANCE ; chaotic good
BUT IT'S ONE SUREFIRE WAY TO KNOW IF YOU'RE MX MISSILE PROOF ✧ interaction + misc
DIFFICULTY LEVEL ; very hard physically, easy mentally
POWERS ; vampirism, poisonous fangs, super strength, super speed, super senses, emotion manipulation, pain manipulation
ATTACK IN ; bold red
PM [iomedae] FOR PLOTS
OPEN TO ; peaceful or nonviolent powerplay, but actions will have consequences
WILL/WON'T CAPTURE ; WILL/WON'T TORTURE ; WILL/WON'T KILL[/spoiler]
Re: YOU CAN LET IT ALL GO [x] open, joining - KISHI - 04-08-2018
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Amaya doesn’t respond to the "thank you," but she does manage to at least curtly nod her head. At least this cat has decent manners, contrary to some who have recently joined. However, at the next question does Amaya stiffen a little; she would assume that it’s safe to tell the newcomer where the leader is, correct? After all, Kunta is his leader now.
"other groups," she flatly states, rolling her shoulders. "trying to form allegiances."
Amaya doesn’t respond to the "thank you," but she does manage to at least curtly nod her head. At least this cat has decent manners, contrary to some who have recently joined. However, at the next question does Amaya stiffen a little; she would assume that it’s safe to tell the newcomer where the leader is, correct? After all, Kunta is his leader now.
"other groups," she flatly states, rolling her shoulders. "trying to form allegiances."