BURN THE B*TCH DOWN ;; open, skype AU

[Leo]

The typical skype sound rang out of her computer as she booted up the app. Like always, she hummed along to the sound. Like a nerd. She then went into the group chat with all of her friends, acquaintances, and enemies, and pressed on the video chat icon. As the femme waited for people to pick up she ran her hand through her jet-black, chin length hair while playing with her crimson-red heart necklace.

[FARE]

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[size=8pt][font=verdana]the skype call sounded from the girl's laptop and she silently flared her nostrils, eyes widening in surprise. "oh, hmm," she murmured as she debated on answering. she had been working on a paper for english, but she could always do that too while on the video chat. so, the blonde would gently place her hair over one shoulder and maneuver her fingers to hover over the answer button. once there, a soft click would resound and she was in, her exhausted features forming a smile. "hey, what's up?" she said casually.

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[spoiler= eyes wide open ★ feb 5][size=8pt][font=verdana]general ; "i'm about to make my way, heaven help me"
★ fare xerses | formerly known as farewellpaw + selector | female [ she/her ]
physically 12 months | mentally 24 months | birthday unknown | ages at roleplayer's discretion
member of windclan and shadowclan
daisysteps x bubblebreath | generation 3 | xerses divinius gaudius
bisexual | biromantic | no crush | single [open]

appearance ; "this dream burns inside me"
★ coyote | wears a glittering silver chain around her neck
fare is a small coyote, dark in appearance with hints of silver around her face. curious golden eyes peer out at the world, round black pupils within them. she seems to be smaller than the average coyote, almost appearing underfed when it's really just her genetics. she can almost always be seen with a smile on her face. [ reference ].

personality ; "and i can't just let it go!"
★ mbti personality: ENTP-T
— quiet, polite, cheery, optimistic, dreamer, intuitive, energetic, outgoing, motherly, determined, sometimes sarcastic, caring, secretly manipulative, opportunist
fare likes getting her way, and she isn't afraid to try and manipulate someone in order to get things the way she wants them to be. she'll often take walks or runs in order to burn off energy and will ask someone if she can help them with something if she comes across the opportunity. however, she's very insecure, cynical, and bitter inside and is very scared that everyone is going to find out.

interaction ; "there's still so much that i don't know"
★ medium physically | difficult mentally | attack in #41845E
thinks that fighting is a necessary evil on the outside but on the inside, she loves it | will initiate fights
will fight back | will not flee | will not surrender unless under dire circumstances
will capture | will torture | will kill
some training | has medical knowledge
power — un / discovered — control of power: xxx%
power — un / discovered — control of power: xxx%[/spoiler]

[Leo]

"O-Oh...! Not much is up with me. How about with you?" The femme softly asked. She wasn't expecting anyone to pick up, in all honesty.

[CIRCUSCLOWN!]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]Circusclown happened to be on his computer, doing who knows what. Probably nothing good, whatever it was. Whenever the sound of his Skype rang through his ears, he frowned in slight annoyance. God, he hated Skype. It was the place where family could pester him when he didn't want them to. The computer was literally the only place that was a personal place for somebody to be, so why would they create an application just to distract him? But whatever, fine, screw it - he answered the call, and in what a manner did he sit. He never really noticed the fact he liked to lay sideways in his wheelchair, but he was laying in it before his raspy voice burst out. "Yo yo, motherfuckers! I'm on, what's up?" It might seem rather sudden, but if they called him he was going to be as loud as he wanted. Grabbing a wooden paddle with a ball attached to it, he would begin to hit it as he stared up at the ceiling with both of his legs inched off of the screen on the arm of his wheelchair.

[Leo]

The femme let out a small squeak and fell out of her chair when she heard this. "Oh. Circ, is that you? You, ah, really surprised me." She said tiredly, not bothering to move from the ground. Her cat then came into the room, hopped up on her desk, and started walking all over her computer. This motivated Leo to stand up and gently pick up her cat and move her to the side. "Cat's are funny, aren't they?" She giggled a bit. "Too bad they can't speak...I bet they'd have some interesting things to say."