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#1
[justify][sub]the death of zenyatta was something that genji didn't take well.

of course, it was something that he didn't realize was going to happen. he was too slow to save the omnic- too slow to stop the slice that pierced the other's chest and too slow to stop the oil that stained the dewey grass below. he was too slow, and now the shimada had another one that was gone from his life. in fact, it was someone who was probably the closest to him. and now he was gone.

along with the others.

the cyborg would eventually find himself at the border, gaze flicking over the territory as he quietly sat. the dark colors of the scenery around him contrasted his silver metal plating and glowing neon green highlights that decorated his cybernetic and synthetic skin. in fact, anyone from rather far away could see him- silent as ever. genji wasn't really in the mood getting others attention, as he was too busy thinking about zenyatta and the others. so he just kept quiet, tail flicking back and forth as he waited.
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listen to the whistle through the wind and raindrop.
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#2
"Name and business?" The lion rumbled, trying to make his voice sound as deep as possible so he could possibly pass as a male. His eyes locked onto the newcomer before he flicked his long mane out of his face.


[spoiler=Tags]Leonora "Leo" Adams

Physical:
  • black domestic feline
  • gold eyes
  • wears an eyepatch over right eye
  • wears a gold locket on occasion


Mental:
  • [li$i] genderfluid [/li]
  • 16 moons
  • used to be human
  • Ages normally
  • birthday is January 1st
  • currently dealing with depression
  • incredibly vulnerable
  • has very little drive to do things
  • is trying their hardest
  • lets their emotions rule them
  • hates it when they bring people down
  • pansexual
  • single
  • lonely



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#3
[align=center][div style="width: 430px; font-size: 8pt;text-align: justify;color:#363636;line-height:115%"] his gaze would flick over to the other, and for a moment he was silent before he rolled his shoulders lazily. "genji shimada." his japanese accent was brisk and light, just like the way his paws and overall looked suggested. like he was fragile, but extremely fast. which he was, really. "perhaps i could join here?" of course, he wouldn't of left the death place of his teacher if sango still wasn't leader. but such was the way of leaders not being... the best. he just hoped this leader was more nice. "if that would be... nice."


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#4
"Welcome then." The male smirked a bit. "Leo."


[spoiler=Tags]Leonora "Leo" Adams

Physical:
  • black domestic feline
  • gold eyes
  • wears an eyepatch over right eye
  • wears a gold locket on occasion


Mental:
  • [li$i] genderfluid [/li]
  • 16 moons
  • used to be human
  • Ages normally
  • birthday is January 1st
  • currently dealing with depression
  • incredibly vulnerable
  • has very little drive to do things
  • is trying their hardest
  • lets their emotions rule them
  • hates it when they bring people down
  • pansexual
  • single
  • lonely



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#5
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Death. Violentdelights had watched the life fade out of the unblinking eyes of the few victims that had found themselves unlucky enough to lose a battle with her. Yet she had seen that same luster drain from those that she once held close. Adored, loved, treasured. Those that she did not have the displeasure of watching wither away before her had disappeared, never to be seen again. Her father had passed away when she was but a kitten, inspiring her to rename herself in his honor. Violentdelights, daughter of Backstab. Fitting, Vi supposed. Not that either of them were particularly violent: both of her parents had been medics. The death of her father left her mother as the sole Healer of BloodClan- or, rather, the BloodClan Violentdelights hailed from, rather than the one that plagued the lands she now called home. Thoughts of her family, the one she had left behind, frequented her almost every night since she had moved to ShadowClan. Yet, why should she bother to care about them? They were either dead or missing before she departed.

Slipping silently through the pines, the vixen approached the duo. Guarded yellow eyes flickered between Leo and Genji before resting unblinkingly on the latter, eyes wandering to dance across the inorganic body the newcomer claimed to call his own. Flaxen eyes narrowed slightly as she turned her attention away from tomcats' body to instead focus on what Genji was speaking, ashen ears flicking backward at the accent his words carried. Full of surprises, this one was. "Welcome to ShadowClan." The monochromatic fox voiced, words hollow and little more than a required pleasantry. Genji Shimada, he had said? The last name was of interest to Vi, curious if there were any more that bore the second name of "Shimada". And if they did, why this particular Shimada had chosen to break away from them. Slowly lowering herself into a seated position, the vixen wrapped her tail closely around her body, hiding her paws in a dark plume of smoke fur.

"... Violentdelights."

[spoiler=————— the beast youve made of me | updated 1/26]GENERAL:
Violentdelights | Vi | Female
2 years | November 10th | Realtimed
Backstab x Crystallinevision | Mentor to none
Warrior | ShadowClan
Fluid faceclaim, most prominent being Widowmaker (Overwatch)
— Other faceclaims include Cersei Lannister (Game of Thrones); Maria (Silent Hill 2); Ray Narvaez Jr. (Fake AH Crew AU); Heather Mason (Silent Hill 3); Emily (Until Dawn)
[and i must scream] [[color=white]meaningful name]

RELATIONSHIPS:
Single | Not searching
Biromantic | Heterosexual
Reclusive and unwilling to open up, Violentdelights will tear others apart and shred their confidence to preserve her own. She is more inclined to listen to others talk rather than partake in conversations herself, but will not bite her tongue if she disagrees with something said. Not an ideal person to talk alone with.
[[color=white]sympathetic murderer]

PHYSICAL:
Red fox | health: 75%
— A delicately framed monochromatic vixen lacking any white markings, giving stark contrast to her intense yellow eyes. Her ears are slightly darker than the rest of her body, as well as her paws and tail, blending well with her nose leather and paw pads of a smoky hickory shade.
— [i]major injuries: none
— [i]minor injuries: small assorted cuts along her body; minor bruising; minor exhaustion
[[color=white]yellow eyes of sneakiness] [[color=white]femme fatale]

PERSONALITY:
Allocentric, calculating, graceful, and organized | Reserved, iconoclastic, unceremonious, and eloquent | Cynical, insensitive, hedonistic, and malicious.
Violentdelight's icy exterior does not mean she is entirely devoid of emotions, and can actually be overwhelmed by them from time to time. She finds joy in mocking others, particularly when she can ruffle the feathers of an enemy through words alone. While she does not agree with putting a child in the way of harm, thus she is against children being promoted, she will not hold back from treating children just as she would adult warriors if they are caught up in the heat of battle: although, she will not aim to kill a child as she would an adult enemy, but rather aims to cripple so that they are forced to retreat or easier to capture. Violentdelights has a loose form of loyalty, loyal to people rather than groups: and even then, she can hardly be considered "loyal" when she would quickly cut ties when they are of no more use to her. Violentdelights rarely has a sense of guilt, and almost never loses sleep after a battle or particularly heinous act, having learned to scrap her emotions day by day to shed herself of unnecessary burdens on her shoulder. Overprotective of her possessions and of her personal space, Vi has little ties to her family and "friends" and has a greater sense of self-preservation than trying to be a hero. Violentdelights does not lust for power nor does she crave praise, acting more for self-indulgence instead of appeasing those above her.
[[color=white]not so stoic] [[url=http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/WouldHurtAChild]would hurt a child] [[color=white]tranquil fury] [[color=white]cruel mercy]

INTERACTION:
Sniper | Extensive training | Extremely difficult long-range opponent | Poor at close-combat engagements
Will start fights from a distance | Will retreat if the fight is brought too close to her
Ever since moving to the world of Bearbones, the powers she had once been so used to were stripped away from her: since almost all of her powers were used to enhance her sniping capabilities, Violentdelights is now left with little to nothing to defend herself with, and it is evident in the manner she avoids conflicts of any physical kind. With little strength to fight off those that attack her, Violentdelights has taken to the shadows to act more as an assassin, albeit a poor one: she moves in quickly to deal soft, yet numerous blows before quickly retreating once more to avoid being counterattacked. Despite her rather volatile temper, with the security she once had in her powers stripped away from her Violentdelights will no longer engage battles, nor will she stick around long once she has a chance to escape from them.
Attack in bolded violet.
Can powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
[[color=white]cold sniper][/spoiler]


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#6
  Wait- what the heck was this? ShadowClan had migrated miles to the east, and apparently all its old members were gone- but there was one, standing right there like there was absolutely nothing wrong with any of this. It was honestly pretty silly that he was getting so worked up over a robotic raccoon dog, but there you had it; this was exactly why he didn't belong on his own.

  Perching on a nearby branch, the parrot stared at Genji, as if expecting... something. He wasn't even sure what he expected, sad as it was. Heck, the ninja probably didn't even remember him. "Ah, Statusquo," he stated finally- the others were giving their names, so he might as well give his. It wasn't like he knew what else to do.

  /dat muse tho, Rakue
  /also don't mind Status he's kind of fed-up with everything


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