lock me up with joy and kisses [ open × double joiners ] lock me up with love!

[Yourpalreedy]

Jumin squinted and felt his ears flatten. This place was off and made him feel a bit on edge. The angora huffed and kept a close watchful eye out for Micah, just in case something were to jump out. What an odd pair the two seemingly made. So different in backgrounds, yet still the attraction stood. A small smile crept onto his usually stern features and he softened like he always did at the thought of his boyfriend. A sudden noise snapped him back into reality and he stopped. Jumin groaned when he realized they'd come across a groups turf and were practically standing on the border. His tail flicked as he silently questioned Micah about what they should do next.

//If you could hold replying until finni does, that'd be much appreciated D

[member=532]MICAH[/member]
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[spoiler=my heart is made of gold (5/22)]general ; "i don't wanna waste my time if I can't make you decide"
★ jumin gray han | accepts any nickname | cismale [he/him]
7 months old | mentally an edgy teen | october 5th | libra | ages at role-players discretion
apprentice of shadowclan | angel | recently joined
NPC X NPC | generation 1
bisexual | polyamorous | taken | does not understand love very well | ½ of jumicah

appearance ; "you're only on my mind when I need you"
★ feline | turkish angora | black stud piercings in ears
black turkish angora with stone grey eyes and two scars on shoulder blades
[ reference ].

personality ; "i don't need to know about what you do"
★ jumin has been through a lot and his personality shows this. when faced with someone who hasn't gained his trust yet, he is formal and lacks emotion. it's only when he is around close friends and family does his personality do a complete turn. he's warm and a bit playfully sassy. his old childlike self bubbles to the surface whenever he feels safe. jumin is fiercely protective of his loved ones and there isn't anything he wouldn't do for their safety.

interaction ; "when the sun goes down"
★ physically hard | mentally hard | attack in bold italic black
not fond of fighting | could provoke a fight | will flee if others safety is threatened | will surrender if needed
will not capture | will not torture | will in some cases kill
has hardly any physical training | has no medical knowledge | any actions may be power played as long as it's fair[/spoiler]

[bxhemia]

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where jumin might have sensed something off about their current location, micah remained oblivious to anything out of the ordinary. now, one would think that micah would have decently heightened perception, being a vampire and all, but in truth he was likely one of the least perceptive guys out there. see, the kid had all the aggressiveness you would expect from a demonic vampire child, but his intellectual abilities... well, let's just say they could do with some work. micah of course, was blind to his shortcomings, as was to be expected of a seven month old demon.

one thing that he was rather sensitive to was jumin's moods and behaviors. micah could feel the unease coming from his boyfriend and pressed against the angora's side, drawing him in with a fluffy white tail. how curious they must seem, an angel and a demon. already so close, fates seemingly entwined from the start. if he was speaking honestly, there wasn't anything micah wouldn't do for jumin, he'd go to the edge of the world and back for the angel, no matter the circumstance. a soft smile graced his jaw, so different from his usual smirk or cocky grin. this was a smile reserved purely for when his mind was on jumin; which was, admittedly, a lot.

"hey juju, what's on your mind?" the fox questioned, cocking his head to the left and training cobalt optics on the feline beside him.

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[CIRCUSCLOWN!]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]Ah, youth. The age was when someone was considered mature enough to make the small decisions like dating, and being able to decide things like how they wanted to learn and what they wanted to learn. Circusclown had been a year old when he finally attached himself onto someone romantically, and it had been the worst decision he made in his entire life. To him, emotional attachment was a weakness he hadn't known about until it was too late. Studying the incredibly connected males, he'd quietly think for a moment. "The two of you seem unfamiliar. What're you doing, and what's your name?" The scarred tom would question. While Shadowclan wasn't all friendships and rainbows - especially after that encounter with the pregnant Riverclanner - he wouldn't hurt someone belonging to no known group.

[spoiler=tags]
general ; "you've got a second chance"
★ 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 and depression, former alcoholic
★ always looks tense and ready to fight
★ can be very irritable one second and then completely switch the next
★ can cook but dislikes doing so. loves writing and reading.
★ 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.
★ looks very sickly because of famine

appearance ; "you could go home"
★ 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 ; "escape it all"
★ 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 ; "it's just irrelevant"
★ 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
ALL OPINIONS ARE IC[/spoiler]

[Yourpalreedy]

Jumin's rather paranoid thoughts were silenced when he felt the calming pressure of Micah against him. He sighed and rolled his shoulders back, enjoying the release of stress build up that sent audible pops into the air. The nickname 'JuJu' always had a way in making him go warm. He was grateful for his dark fur and was sure that without it he'd be glowing bright red. Before an answer could be formed, a voice popped up and made him jump.
Protective instincts kicked in and he placed his paw in front of Micah and leaned his weight in enough to guard the other male. "My name's Jumin. We're just looking for some sort of shelter to last us awhile. Who are you?" His voice usually took some by surprise, as the didn't expect someone of his small stature to carry such a deep tone.
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[spoiler=my heart is made of gold (5/22)]general ; "i don't wanna waste my time if I can't make you decide"
★ jumin gray han | accepts any nickname | cismale [he/him]
7 months old | mentally an edgy teen | october 5th | libra | ages at role-players discretion
apprentice of shadowclan | angel | recently joined
NPC X NPC | generation 1
bisexual | polyamorous | taken | does not understand love very well | ½ of jumicah

appearance ; "you're only on my mind when I need you"
★ feline | turkish angora | black stud piercings in ears
black turkish angora with stone grey eyes and two scars on shoulder blades
[ reference ].

personality ; "i don't need to know about what you do"
★ jumin has been through a lot and his personality shows this. when faced with someone who hasn't gained his trust yet, he is formal and lacks emotion. it's only when he is around close friends and family does his personality do a complete turn. he's warm and a bit playfully sassy. his old childlike self bubbles to the surface whenever he feels safe. jumin is fiercely protective of his loved ones and there isn't anything he wouldn't do for their safety.

interaction ; "when the sun goes down"
★ physically hard | mentally hard | attack in bold italic black
not fond of fighting | could provoke a fight | will flee if others safety is threatened | will surrender if needed
will not capture | will not torture | will in some cases kill
has hardly any physical training | has no medical knowledge | any actions may be power played as long as it's fair[/spoiler]

[purgatory]

[align=center][div style="background-color:;border:;width:490px;text-align:justify;font-size:12px;font-family:georgia;overflowtretch;color:#5d5c5c;"]Biting down on his tongue, Con couldn't help the low growl that formed in his throat as he approached the three creatures. He and Cyrus used to be like that but after their fall-out, they rarely spoke anymore. Con wasn't quite sure what that was all about, but seeing the two brought back memories he'd much rather bury and forget about. But as far as they were concerned, Con was just being his usual grumpy 'I dislike everyone' self. His lithe form sliding next to his leader, he stared at the two through narrowed bi-coloured eyes before huffing quietly and sitting down. Wrapping his thin tail around small paws, he turned his attention to something more exciting. Like a tree. Or that bug on the tree. Anything really to keep his mind far away from the two. He was obviously speaking to Circusclown so he'd allow his leader to reply. Right now, he felt like he was going to yell at them for some reason. His emotions were clouding his judgment so he felt it would be best not to say anything for the time being.
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