the light of hope is taken ( open, accident ) and discontent is the contagion

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[div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]Belladonna had only been like this once before.

Frozen with fear, tantalized, her blood running cold - water trickled down her ears and across her face, and she struggled to open her eyes as the stream of water dashed across her eyelids and her lashes. Yellow eyes pale in the dark, Belladonna opened her eyes weakly, unable to shake the water from her features in her stupor after being knocked out.

Where was she? there were no discerning features she could find in the crawling shadows, and there we no scents she could detect except something that smelled like clay. What had she been doing last...? oh, of course; Gathering herbs. There was a huge lack of moss in the stores, so she'd gone searching for anything and everything she could find, even if it meant searching in an abandoned bear's den.

Considering the lack of smell, she thought to herself that she was probably safe - and tried to move herself, only to feel a lightning shock of pain run through her whole body, dropping her to the floor again. She had feeling in her back end, however, it was currently trapped under a rather humongous stone - in fact, it looked like the cave she'd found herself in seemed to have caved in. It looked like mainly loose sediment and dirt, among a bunch of large rocks, including the one pinning her.

Groaning with pain, Belladonna squirmed to free herself, but instead, it felt only like her body would bend and snap in two. Panic started to rise around her like smoke, and she started screaming, crying, calling for help. "Help! I need help!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, as much as she could - Belladonna proceeded to call out for a few minutes, her breath running short every time. Slumping down into the sullen mud on the floor created by the rain pounding down and leaking through the ceiling, she started to wimper and cry. "Circ, Fare... anyone, please..."

[CIRCUSCLOWN!]

[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=9pt]Circusclown had been calmly padding around the borders, like usual. Everything was peaceful, there wasn't a single thing in life he was worried about. A shrill scream reached his ears however, interrupting that tranquility. His eye narrowed as he began to run towards the sound of the scream, and when he heard Belladonna's voice cry for help he began to feel a wave of horror and fear come over him. Now running as fast as he can, he came to a stop when he heard the cries beneath all the stones from inside the cave.

"I'm coming Bell!" Circusclown would shout, trying his hardest not to freeze up and have a panic attack. He just had to breath in and out, right? He could feel everything in him shaking as he'd begin to pull at the little stones, desperately trying to figure out how to move the large one. His eye narrowed as a sudden thought came to him. His air elementals... But he had such little control of it. When he did try to use it by his own free will, it didn't work at all or it exploded to the point it was dangerous. But right now if it exploded, he needed that. He didn't care at this point - he was going to do anything to get Bell out. Mind racing he'd plead to himself to calm down, concentrating on the air around him.

He would attempt to use his elemental powers to begin to lift the boulder, and though rain fell down on him he still felt hot with stress. With all of his might he would try to lift it, and while doing so he'd begin to push himself against the boulder. His elemental powers were actually working - he could feel tiny rocks pelting against him as they went whirling past, but his main focus was the large rock crushing Belladonna. If he had successfully lifted the boulder even by a little, he would try to reach under to pull her out. But if not... God... He didn't know what to do. This was the only idea he had, though he'd probably come up with more.


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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 vice-leader | former exiles leader and blizzardclan head combatant (feralfront)
entropy disharmony x npc | generation 2 | head of disharmony family | only loyal to family
demisexual | panromantic | crush on leo | afraid of being in a relationship
other facts ★
★ has ptsd, alcoholism and depression.
★ always looks tense and ready to fight
★ can be very irritable one second and then completely switch the next
★ has flashbacks about his mother dying and killing leonidas
★ can cook but dislikes doing so. loves writing and reading.


appearance ; "stay up all night"
★ domestic cat | always scowling | always smells strongly of alcohol
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. 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"
★ chaotic neutral | anti-hero | the cynic
— cynical, insensitive, pessimistic, crude, hostile, family-oriented, overprotective, unpredictable
with a quick look at circusclown, somebody would probably be able to quickly dismiss him due to him having common disinterest, distantness or unnecessary complaints about everything. he rarely has anything positive to say or do, and will come off as a very dull person who wants nothing more then for others to go away. he is very unpredictable and capricious in behavior, and can with ease be watching with a bored expression and the next be a violent creature someone should steer clear of. despite the unpredictable nature, he is quick to make a decision he won't regret - he is never unsure about his decisions, which only worsens his unpredictable behavior. he is extremely cynical and pessimistic, and has a continual feeling of mistrust and pessimistic thoughts of the outcome of every situation. he has a tendency to be very vulgar, constantly with gross behaviors like burping and swearing. he has a tendency to be very unfriendly or harsh to others, and he is rarely sensitive unless in a good mood or if he enjoys somebodies company. he is at heart however, a genuine and sweet person who just wants to have a large family, but feels it is impossible due to his self-destructive alcoholic behaviors and is simply frightened that he'd be taken advantage of if he was to.

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't control properly - if something triggers him it will go off
power — un / discovered — control of power: 000%

ALL OPINIONS ARE IC[/spoiler]

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[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]Shivering from the cold and trembling with fear, Belladonna's sides heaved as she tried to even her breathing and stay calm. In her panic, she barely heard Circusclown approaching, and she snapped back to the real world when she heard his voice. "C-Circ? i-is that you?" she stammered, trying to shift her body slightly to look around, but there was still nothing but darkness.

Pain stuck in her legs again where she was trapped by her hips, and she hissed from the pain. "It's m-mainly dirt, in the collapse, I m-mean," she tried to call to him over the noise of the rain. "C-careful not to m-make it worse," she warned, her voice wavering. How long was Bella searching the woods before she got here? Belladonna didn't know how much energy she had in her, but she had to stay awake, so she could help Circusclown get her out - she couldn't be dead weight.

[FARE]

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[size=8pt][font=verdana]"hold on!"

the call came from a distance, but rapid pawsteps followed, fare's form making it's way to the others as fast as it could. she was still dangerously weak but she had put aside her own miseries in order to focus on the more important matter: saving belladonna.

the leader would skip to a stop, long legs tangling momentarily before she would try to help circ in moving the boulder, pressing her shoulder against it and pushing with all her might. "c'mon, move!" she growled, the fur on the back of her neck standing up. "you're okay, bella. you're gonna be fine, alright? we'll get you out."

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[spoiler=been granted three wishes ★ march 20][size=8pt][font=verdana]general ; "your body’s a message, send my regards to hell"
★ fare xerses | formerly known as selector | female [ she/her ]
physically 10 months | mentally 12 months | birthday unknown | ages at roleplayer's discretion
leader of shadowclan
daisysteps x bubblebreath | generation 3 | xerses divinius gaudius
bisexual | biromantic | one maybe crush | single [open]

physical ; "i can hear your thoughts racing from here"
★ coyote | 67%
fare is a small coyote, dark in appearance with hints of silver around her face. her eyes are lavender in color, and she's scrawny to the point where you can see her bones. she's very sick at the moment, and coughs will rack her small body often. She can be seen shaking at almost all times, almost to the point where it’s shuddering. [ reference ].
― major injuries: is very sick and is very weak but puts up a strong front
― minor injuries:

personality ; "fall upon your knees, sing"
★ mbti personality: ENTP-T
— fare, when she isn’t riddled with sickness, is a happy, bright, and optimistic individual, but at the moment, she’s becoming very violent and angry. Her rage has no direction - it’s just there - and she’ll often lash out or becoming increasingly agitated.

interaction ; "this is my body and soul here!"
★ 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
TRUSTS: ruben, circusclown, leo, belladonna
power — un / discovered — control of power: xxx%
power — un / discovered — control of power: xxx%[/spoiler]

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[align=center][div style="width: 450px;; text-align: justify"][size=8pt]"F-Fare..." Belladonna muffled, breathless; feeling something lurch behind her, Belladonna flinched and tried to wiggle slightly, but the weight against her bones, which were either broken or very close to it, made her head spin with pain.


( idk low muse, sorry )