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[font=timesnewroman][shadow=grey,left]I' M TIRED OF COMING HOME SICK ,
SOMEONE WILL CARE ABOUT THIS !

[shadow=grey,left]please,   let  somebody  care  about  this ...

[spoiler=☆ change your mind, oh, change your mind ... ]
⌲ GENERAL
Full name: Joseph Asviah Kavinsky
(goes by Kavinsky or K, Joey if you're close)
Gender/Pronouns: Male, he/him
Age: 28

⌲ APPEARANCE
Kavinsky is a thin-framed man, standing at a rather unimpressive 5'6. His dark hair is typically slicked back and he usually has an unkept five-o-clock shadow about his face. His features are somewhat sallow, his skin pale and freckled. K's green eyes have a deceiving innocent look to them, like a photograph of a refugee child on the cover of a newspaper. Everything about him but his hollow gaze is sharp.

⌲ PERSONALITY
+| loyal / truthful / independent / witty
~| opinionated / confrontational
- | cold / selfish / impulsive / patronizing


⌲ PAST
Kavinsky grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey. The Blackout happened when K was 6, destroying his family's home and forcing them to flee New Jersey when looters started to break into the Kavinsky family's sizable mansion. His family included his older brother, mother and father. Valentin, his older brother, was a budding rapper. He was 15 years older than K, was often not home, playing gigs and doing small tours. His father was involved in the Bulgarian mafia and his mother was an addict. Both of his parents were completely neglectful, and his father was physically, emotionally and verbally abusive. Kavinsky had a small gaggle of friends at the time, none of which knew the extent of the abuse until K killed his father in self defense at 16. He was left to fend for his not-all-there mother and himself. She later died from withdrawals as her husband was the one who supplied her with the drugs she was so dependent on. Kavinsky now mostly keeps to himself, having lost contact with any of his friends secluding after his mother's death. He lives in an abandoned apartment building in town, scavenging and dealing whatever drugs and supplies he can find.
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✧・゚maybe it's the booze talkin'
but i think i must confess— tags
[div style="border-width:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9.5pt;line-height:125%;font-family:verdana;text-transform:lowercase"]following after kavinsky with a light bounce in his step, the child stopped beside him and looked up at circusclown. he allowed the deputy to finish before giggling happily and nudging his shoulder with his paw, "[color=magenta]right! congrats on that, kav! well deserved, well deserved." he encouraged with a bright smile. he was on the ignorant side when it came to ranks and how much power each rank held, but it was still comforting to know that someone he knew held such a title. remembering that they weren't alone, he searched his memory for the shadowclan's leader's name before grinning brightly up at him. "circusclown! hello and welcome my dude~" he greeted him warmly. there was a slight hesitance on his face before he corrected himself uncertainly. "hello and welcome, s-sir?" did he have to be formal when greeting higher-ups from another clan? the ones in his know he's not very formal to anyone and is more on the casual side. but sometimes if used in the wrong situations is a sign of disrespect and he didn't want to cause any unneeded conflict or hostile situations.
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I WAS BROKEN FROM A YOUNG AGE
Bloodclan seemed like a hip place yet the advisor didn't really think he'd move from Shadowclan to be here, huh, he twitched his moist as he approached standing next to his leader with both ears perked forward. He took a deep breath not really enjoying the fact that they needed to ask food from their allies like beggars but it was better than stealing like a bunch of bandits, he shook himself out briefly and sat down next to Circusclown offering those there a small smirk. Huh, he liked these people. Friendly and presentable.


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Everybody hoping they could be the one
I was born to run, I was born for this !!!
BIOGRAPHY ★ ALASKAN MALAMUTE ★ 4 YEARS OLD
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[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]The Shadowclan leader could see right through Price - the other clearly had a crush on him, with his little giddy self and all that. Would it be wrong if Circusclown were to take advantage of that? It wasn't like he'd force him to do anything wrong - he'd just do whatever he could for food, and if letting the other believe he had a chance to be with him was the way to do it, he would. He was beginning to revert back to his old ways of manipulation tactics to get what he wants and he lately had been feeling a little resentful to others. He'd like to stop just thinking that way, but it would have the same effect of telling someone without eyesight to see. Approaching with a basket with less things in it then he had prepared for the other clans, it had a few... Flowers in it, and some objects to play with if someone wished to. Eye searching for the sight of Price, he'd remain calm.

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general ; "drink up baby"
★ circusclown disharmony | nicknames are circ and clown, former names are breadstick, uglyclown and clown | male [ he/him ]
two years four months physically and mentally | born november 13th, 2014 | ages realtime
shadowclan leader | former exiles leader and blizzardclan head combatant (feralfront)
entropy x leila  | generation 2 | head of disharmony family | only loyal to family
demisexual | panromantic | no crush | afraid of being in a relationship
other facts ★
★ suffers from ptsd, depression & alcoholism
★ always looks tense and ready to fight
★ can be very irritable one second and then completely switch the next
★ has flashbacks about killing his mother
★ can cook but dislikes doing so. loves writing and reading.
★ smells like alcohol - smell is strong enough that it nearly blocks out shadowclan scent
★ has a very rough and raspy voice. even when he is being gentle he sounds somewhat aggressive.
★ if he yells, he is very loud for a domestic feline.

appearance ; "stay up all night"
★ domestic cat | has resting bitch face | has a few teeth missing
he is a light brown feline who has a lot of fluffy fur that's often tangled up covered in dirt and dust, and it also feels very greasy and gross. his head is lacking of the light brown color, and is completely white. he has a scar on the left side of his face, which has a stitched up glasgow smile meeting up with the scar. the other side of his face shares a glasgow smile, which is also stitched together. if someone examined it closer, they'd find the scar was infected though he refuses to let anyone touch it to take out the stitches. he has only one eye left which is the right one, and it is a dull blue almost lifeless color that seems to be bagging all the time due to exhaustion. the side of his face which has no eye has stitches on the top of his eye, and his eyelid is often closed over the eye socket that's still there, though it can be open if he is surprised or scared by something. [ reference ].

personality ; "with the things you could do"
true neutral | being evil sucks | the atoner
— family-oriented, protective, cautious, calm, friendly, unpredictable, extroverted, reasonable, irresponsible, secretive
circusclown loves the aspect of family, and sees family as valuable and is desperate to keep them safe. he has a tendency to be very protective, though he tries to be reasonable when he feels something is unsafe. he can be far too cautious, and never seems to let down his guard. while circusclown seems rather laidback, that does not mean someone should assume he will be calm if they happen to anger him. it is hard to anger him, but even when he is angry he is reasonable and under a mask of fury is still managing to keep himself under control, even if it does not seem so. he is however very irresponsible, at least with his own life. he seems to be careless about his own health, never caring when he does something foolish that could bring him pain. he rarely opens up to people unless he sees it as beneficial to do so, and if you betray such trust he will remain closed off from you. he's fairly friendly, and though his neutral expression doesn't always look so nice he is more likely to be smiling or grinning, and he is quite a jokester always liking to joke about and finds himself to be extremely comical even when nobody does. deep down, he remains unhappy, though that doesn't mean he's incapable of laughing or being happy. though, often when he has nothing to laugh at or smile about he has a feeling of discontent hidden in his heart.

interaction ; "you won't but you might"
★ hard physically | hard mentally | attack in #c68ee2
doesn't like unnecessary death or etc | will start fights | will fight back | will flee if family is protected | will not surrender
might capture if family is threatened | might torture if family is threatened | will kill if family is threatened

trained to fight | has little to no medical knowledge
air elementals — discovered — can somewhat control
conjuration — discovered — can somewhat control
teleportation — discovered — can fully control
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oh who would ever want to be king
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[abbr=►kavinsky]►[/abbr]KAVINSKY bloodclan centurion ;; border collie ;; he/him/his

[font=times new roman]Kavinsky was wandering outside, daily duties already done. He'd been cleaning up the gardens from the remenants of the party, now making his way out to check that the gates were locked. He then looked up to see Circusclown approaching with a basket in his jaws. Kavinsky unlocked the gate after scanning the bushes lining the path to affirm that it wasnt a raid. He knew Shadowclan was an Ally, but his paranoia never rested.

"Hi there." Kavinsky called as the leader approached. "I don't beleive we've formally met," Kavinsky began, voice clipped and formal. "I'm Kavinsky, recent-made Centurion."

He'd only been in the position for a week, but people already treated him differently. Looking up to him, more respectfful tone of voice when spoken to.. It was great, really. Kavinsky loved it. Feeling important was good for Kavinsky, as his previous human life was rather hate-ridden and his first day in the clan, he'd been attacked by Ronan, his now-missing clanmate. This was where the claw-shaped scars up his sides and down his flanks and up his belly came from, deep gouges that left raised lines in his skin. Kavinsky now wore these with pride out of spite to Lynch. K hadnt mourned with the wolf had vanished.

"How are you?" He asked, though the other tom looked rather.. bony. It almost instilled pity in K, the collie raising an eyebrow. The leader even smelled like starvation.
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