i don't need a plan (♢) joiner

[chess belle]

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Who was next to join those who had come from another set of clans? To put it simply, a nuisance. But she'd grown bored of the clans eventually. Perhaps it was her visit to Colouredclan that had put her off a little, so after a while she'd just completely disregarded everything. Why were mortals always so touche? She hadn't even murdered their clanmate. The illogical nature of such creatures was minorly irritating, but in the end it'd really just been a need for change that'd caused her disappearance. Others couldn't really bother her. She just didn't always understand why they could be so difficult. Yet the vampiress managed to cast these thoughts aside with ease. No one could get her upset for long, and she was still the very image of cheerfulness. A trait that was retained even in the most inappropriate situations unfortunately. Smiling at her surroundings and completely oblivious to her surroundings, there was a sort of emptiness beneath all of that happiness. A cold, apathetic outlook on the lives of others to be specific. She was nothing but trouble to have around, since her one talent seemed to be upsetting others. But Thunderclan didn't have long to prepare. She was slowly nearing the art museum that had been so quick to draw her attention.

She could trace very strong scents to this location even from such a distance, for her nose was effortlessly keen as she would expect. It smelled like a clan, but she believed that she'd left the area inhabited by the groups she'd been vaguely familiar with at least a week ago. In fact, she was rather fed with stumbling around. Chess didn't even know where she was going. She'd chosen the path that looked the funnest and hadn't given it much thought really. Just following her innate feelings. She would have remembered if she'd been here before, so even if this was just another clan she'd look into it. Perhaps she just needed a place to barge in on for a few days before skipping off again. That was perfectly normal by her standards, since she didn't form attachments unless she had something fun to entertain herself with. Humming under her breath, she halted only a few steps shy of the entrance, tilting her head and smiling to herself in silence. It was better than attempting to be satisfied with a hole in the ground like some sort of wild animal. So she waited to see whether any of these many individuals was going to speak to her. She was eagerly awaiting a conversation. She'd been wandering around by herself for far too long. She needed to energize herself. Even if she had two weapons with her, she wasn't going to become violent. Unless negotiations broke down, in which case she might just go for it.

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GENERAL — but it's not like
▪︎ CHESS BELLE CIPHER DARLING / SEVERAL NICKNAMES
▪︎ female / she/her / heteroromantic / bisexual
▪︎ 11 months physically /  5 years and 7 moons
▪︎ june 2nd / gemini / doesn't remember her birthday
▪︎ member of ____ / little to no loyalty / casual character
INFORMATION — it can be helped at all
▪︎ vampiress; former seventeenth progenitor (still uses the title).
▪︎ adores the color red; loves rubies, roses and blood which are linked to the same color.
▪︎ owns an iphone six (loves online shopping and taking photos of everything).
▪︎ has a good sense of style; loves choosing outfits for others.
▪︎ tends to hug small children and almost views them as stuffed toys.
▪︎ hates rain and is looking for an umbrella that she can use to protect herself.
▪︎ has a lovely singing voice but tends to hum more. usually hums depressing tunes.
▪︎ from the feralfront universe; retains those memories.
▪︎ can speak french fluently, may go through periods of using it frequently.
▪︎ has blocked out all memories of mortality, and barely thinks about having a family of her own.
▪︎ anomic aphasia, will not remember your character's name unless they have spent a very long time together.
▪︎ the color navy blue can occasionally trigger a reaction from her due to mental discomfort.
▪︎ inspired by the character of the same name from owari no seraph.
APPEARANCE — that's what she said
▪︎ WOLF/ 100% HEALTH
▪︎ chess appears to be a young, beautiful and daintily built female, although this appearance is highly deceiving. she is quite small and slim, but not in a way that would be considered extremely athletic. instead, it leans more towards feminine, with a curvaceous form. however, chess is filled with unnatural strength, and her pleasing outside hides slightly ugly insides.
▪︎ chess is a grey wolf, but her fur color is rather special. although it is grey, it is a dark blueish shade of the color. some parts of her fur are even dark blue tints rather than just blueish. her fur has a pleasant texture, being soft to the touch due to careful maintenance. her pelt is thick and a little wavy, and has a pleasant shine to it.
▪︎ chess is a vampire, and has a couple of features that imply this (although it should not be noticed appearance-wise unless your character discovers both features. her eyes are round and large, giving her an innocent appearance combined with her resting face boasting a casual little smile. however, they are colored bright crimson. if she somehow ceased to be a vampire, her eyes would be navy blue instead. she also has fangs, although they are rarely seen.
PERSONALITY — and the show goes on
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RELATIONSHIPS — there is no stop
▪︎ SINGLE / INTERESTED / 0 CRUSHES
▪︎ sawyer x catalystcrypt / considers aya to be her mother / unaware that she has a biological family
CONFRONTATION — there is no end forever
▪︎ PHYSICALLY VERY HARD-EXTREME / MENTALLY HARD
▪︎ rarely starts fights / sometimes ends fights / will rarely run away / does not show mercy
▪︎ cheerful but odd / easy to befriend but difficult to like for long
▪︎ attack in bold #262446
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[AKINO KIMURA]

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CHEWING ON GLASS WITH

A BITTERSWEET SMILE  |  AKINO. FEMALE. TRAINEE.

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nlike the recent cases Akino had either encountered or heard about, Akino was not the one who decided Thunderclan was a suitable place to reside in for the time being. It was all Daisuke's choice, her big brother who she trusted and believed in with her entire life. Although it seemed he had gone off on one of his lonesome walks, which was always a few days or so, Aki was not disheartened by his disappearance. She had faith he wouldn't randomly leave her behind nor would her clingy self allow for that scenario to ever happen. However, since Aki was mostly alone nowadays, she had acquired the habit to walk around without an actual destination but rather to think about whatever came to mind. With her horrible sense of direction, as much as she hated to admit it, there was going to be a time where her pointless wanders was going to result in her being completely lost and clueless.

Wandering aimlessly through the forest floor was a puny kit about the size of an alpine marmot, which was rather strange since Aki could hunt larger prey than the herbivore eating mammal. Sure, Akino was small and light but she also had unusually sharp reflexes and an incredible ability to understand her intuition. If her skills weren't enough, however, than her brother would be there to rescue her - no matter how many times she would complain about it afterwards. Whilst her small smile rested upon her small face as she hopped over large roots and stones, her nose twitched at the scent of a stranger nearby. It didn't take the albino cat long to find a massive creature standing at the border, her large ears perking as they picked up a rhythmical melody from the wolf. "Ne~ whatchu makin' that noise for?" Aki asked, not a hint of politeness or a dent of respect in her question. She was not raised in a feminine environment where everything was full of manners. No, she had grown up alongside with her brother and had picked up most of his masculine perks from him instead - the only difference being she was a lot more casual and open whilst he preferred to take the 'cold and mysterious' route.

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[spoiler=info — updated 29/1/17]
GENERAL:
★ full bio can be found on her profile
★ Akino | Aki/Bakaki | Female
★ demisexual heteroromantic (leans towards males)
★ Single | ½ [n/a]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation: ?? | Apprentice
★ 4 months | Unknown | Upon roleplayer's discretion
★ Apprentice of ThunderClan | No Title | No Unofficial Title
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ based quite a bit on yachiru from bleach
★ speaks japanese, fluent in english
★ absolutely addicted to candy
PHYSICAL:
★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [birth/main] | health: 100%
a 4 month old white serval with a light shade of pink for eyes.
— major injuries: n/a
— [i]minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
— POSITIVE
adventurous. bubbly. energetic.
— NEUTRAL
curious. casual. go-with-the-flow.
— NEGATIVE
naive. unorganised. stubborn.
INTERACTION:
★ willing to approach someone who she thinks will entertain her or has candy
★ [color=red]medium physically |extreme mentally| Training
★ will start fights in specific situations - will defend herself and her brother.
★ Attack in PINK
★ please ask for permission before doing any kind of powerplaying
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[KILLUA ZOLDYCK]

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KILLUA

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[*waves at buddy* Hey megumi! Welcome to Thunderclan!]

Nothing was happening around here. It was because of that, that Killua had ended up killing a Bloodclanner in cold blood not too long ago. It wasn't something that the assassin was strange when considering whether or not to kill someone. As far as he was concerned, he was the strongest creature in the clans considering the way that he had trained for his entire life, which was far worse than most adults had to go through when it came to wars and such. He was mature for his age, although there are plenty of moments where he isn't even mature and just pretty much does whatever the hell that he wants. The ivory hued wildcat technically wasn't even a Thunderclanner, as he wasn't officially accepted into the place and just decided to make this place, the place that he would want to stay for a while till he could figure out what the surrounding places were like till then. So far, he had yet to get enough information about what the clans were like around here, and so this drove Killua to boredom as he didn't like spending his time at the art museum as it reminded him of the damn place that he had grown up in for most of his life. It wasn't just the place that he had grown up in, but it had also been the place where he was tortured for most of his life to get ready for the outside world of the clans. This meant that when the professional assassin started to get bored, it meant that he started to get frustrated with those around him. After all, he believed that most of the clanners decided to be idiocy as their primary gene since they never understand what kind of regulations that they can have just to better that clans. He remembered living in Blizzardclan for a good amount of his life, and that he would always say that they should be careful of strangers, and each time he said that, the Blizzardclanners always seemed to stare at him like he had lost his head or that he was being annoying. The hell was being annoying if it meant that it would take a lot less work to do if they just did what the most logical aspect would be in the first place?! It didn't make sense to Killua all that much, and he just wanted to figure out what gave them the idea that they were the strongest and that they could stand up toward their enemies. Although he did have to admit that anticlans were the worst of the bunch on the consideration that they had a huge ego with all of them and they all seemed to act the same as well. That all they ever did was try to cause pain in others for their own enjoyment and that their capability of being able to kill someone actually made them 'useful' to their group. A pity how someone could think that killing someone was actually difficult. If the clanners just did their damned research they would be able to figure out that there were plenty of different ways to be able to take down larger creatures with literally a flick of the wrist or stabbing the creature in a specific manner. They never seemed to get the hint.

When Killua was younger he was forced to learn all about anatomy for ever single animal there was. Meaning that he had been forced to learn about where every artery was, where every vein went through the body and exactly the composition of bones that each creature would have and how much pressure it would take to break that said bone, since it takes a fair amount of pressure to say break a femur after all. As far as Killua was concerned, there was very little that the other had to worry about when it came to those that had the potential to match his strength. This doesn't mean that he thinks of himself as being the most powerful creature in the universe, far from that actually. He believes himself to be fairly strong when it comes to the clans due to the powers that he has and when it comes to stealth the clans seem to always stare at him blankly as if they've never thought about using that in battle. He can't really blame them though considering that there are super senses in this world that makes sneaking around practically impossible. Until a creature can figure out a way around that like what Killua has done since he was a lot younger. Right now though, the young male doesn't have all of the powers that he once had, courtesy of his brother actually as the asshole had done something t him while he was asleep before he ultimately left the castle after stabbing both of his brother and his mother once he left just to get away from that damned place. This means that he is going to have to be careful as there are creatures around that have a decent amount of powers than can easily become quicker than he can. He knows that once he gains one of his abilities back, other than the ones that he's recently gotten, then he'll be perfectly comfortable around others for the time being. The assassin already had enough of his training, and even though he was young he was still the size of his domestic cat, his long inch claws capable of slicing through thick hide if he sliced hard enough. So when it came to something like a wolf, it wasn't something that Killua hadn't seem before. It would kinda remind him of Winterinferno, the only creature in Blizzardclan that seemed to be capable of standing up to the likes of him, when he wasn't going all out. And the only creature that didn't seem to glare at him with each word that he said and just simply play along with the words that he usually spoke. Which was the right way to get onto Killua's good side especially if he was teasing a creature for whatever they were or however they acted.

The albino serval had been walking outside of the museum, having come from the secret tunnel that he had crafted himself. The only interesting thing about this place. Killua could definitely come up with a lot of colorful words to describe this place, but he wasn't about to go back to that group of clans that he had just come from, as they didn't have potential of having strong members now that he looked back at everything. Blinking his sapphire blue optics, his pawsteps were completely silent no matter what he stepped on, as he constantly has his sound manipulation on. Even if someone was to constantly have their super senses on, they couldn't be able to hear anything coming from him, even his breathing. This is because he constantly manipulations the sound waves that are around him so that no one will be able to hear them at all no matter what sound waves are created. He was able to figure out this power perfectly fine and actually master it. It also helped that Killua didn't smell like anything, not even like a Thunderclanners as he constantly bathed himself not wanting to be considered part of a group that he was starting to distaste quite a bit. Blinking his optics a couple more times, he realized that there was an unfamiliar scent coming from the entrance of the art museum. Oh? Was it another loner? He wondered if the creature just decided to go toward the large building or if they followed the scents. Killua didn't bother trying to build up scent markers since he didn't belong in this place anyway, and that there was practically no one living here either so there wasn't really a point. Besides, most of the loners that have come through have been quite weak and something that Killua doesn't bother to mess with. He rounds the corner of the art museum only to see a tail that is somewhat sticking out of the entrance. Interesting, from the looks of just the flank of the creature it seems to be a wolf with a weird pattern on its fur. Fine with him. The assassin stops himself against the wall, and positions himself somewhat behind the female. From there, he sits himself down, and conjures up a lollipop, and sticks the candy in his maw. And it would be from that moment that the other would be capable of smelling the candy that is coming from him, but wouldn't have been able to hear him coming. His metal claws start to flex out of their sheathes before he stops himself, and cranes his neck to look in front of the wolf to see Akino. Huh. She didn't really seem to care that the wolf could probably snap her neck in one bite. Now that would certainly be interesting to watch at least. "Oi would you look at that. Something that isn't a serval. Who are you?" Killua doesn't care what the loner came here to do. The former Blizzardclanner just wants to know the others name in case he ever has to look up information on the creature. A bored look is spread across the others face though, as he doesn't really seem all that interested in the wolf. It's just a wolf after all, nothing special about it.

thunderclan -- trainee -- male -- 7 moons --

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[spoiler=Tags | Updated 02/03/17]GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 7 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Thunderclan | Trainee | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly has his sound manipulation on, meaning that no use of super senses are capable of hearing him no matter what. However, due to his white coat, this doesn't mean that he can't be seen either.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy, and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unles sthey express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't effect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons, and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just bc he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used onto him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
★ Left Blizzardclan (aka FF)
★ Residing in Thunderclan (never officially joined)
★ Recently found a secret tunnel into and out of the camp. He's keeping it a secret to himself.

PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is starking white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being complately white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His optics express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. Meaning that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though, are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua also carries a satchel around with him, that has all of candy reserves in it. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | ½ [none]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No apprentice or mentor

POWERS:
★ Sound manipulation - discovered/mastered
★ Super strength - discovered/mastered
★ Conjuration - discovered/mastered
★ Air Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Invisibility - [un]discovered
★ Super senses - [un]discovered
★ Telepathy - [un]discovered
★ Electricity Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Teleportation - [un]discovered

INTERACTION:
★ Message [this account] to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.[/spoiler]

[chess belle]

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Oh, so she'd been right from the very start. This place was already inhabited, although she'd never shown any shame in joining in late before. She'd hopped into the progenitor council to fill up the empty rank of seventeenth progenitor simply because she had the necessary qualifications. All she'd desired from this was the wild ride that had accompanied this decision, and she had no sense of shame just barging into a clan that welcomed her. In fact, she didn't seem to have a problem with not being welcomed either. She was perfectly aware that if they were placing scent markers, they probably wanted to keep their territory marked. Unfortunately, she held no respect for the feeling of safety others required. Even though borders stopped nothing and no one, these little mortals seemed to enjoy doing illogical things. It was rather amusing for her at least. Amusing and occasionally annoying when they hassled her about crossing the scent markers. Although this little cutie was definitely an improvement, since when she turned to look at this new arrival even after noticing her initially she perked up in a split second.

It was another serval. She'd seen so many in her life, especially in that clan that she'd actually forgotten the name of at this stage. But she would never get bored of little cubs, puppies and anything that looked so huggable! Sure, their ears were awfully large, but it was another albino! Marshmallows instantly popped to mind. Hadn't she already used that one on the other albino? Well, that didn't matter. It wasn't the most flattering comparison, but she'd stick with it for the time being. "Aww, whose fluff is this? I don't know what ne means, but anywho! Cute!" As usual, she prioritized wording her opinions over answering the question, so it took her a moment to get around to answering Akino's inquiry concerning her humming. But then she paused in her fussing to offer a response, still smiling but appearing to calm slightly. "Mm? Because it's fun! Plus I'm pretty sure that I'm good at it! Plus I can't remember the lyrics to the song! Are there even lyrics? Probably not. Anywho, I mentioned you're cute, right? I did. Next!" Akino escaped a hug, since Chess actually didn't keep blabbering on about what she'd been humming or anything. She hadn't lost interest in the female, but since someone else was drawing close she decided to refocus on the next arrival for a while. Even if she could have easily could have continued blabbering to the Thunderclanner.

Chess being her arrogant self, perhaps she would have laughed at his own sense of pride in his skills. Not in a particularly kind manner either. Chess was aware that she wasn't the strongest member of the progenitor council, and after leaving her practical battle tactics had become considerably more slack. But if she actually bothered to practice, she could outclass most mortals or at least match them in a fair battle when their ridiculous abilities weren't involved. How they'd even grown so strong was a mystery to her, but she'd lost interest in brawling against mortals unless she was actually thirsty. She hadn't exactly killed Gideon after all, even though many of the Colouredclan members had been bitter over her extremely vague involvement. Or rather, her lack of involvement. She hadn't exactly rescued him, which somehow made it her fault. How ridiculous that was in her ears. But why would she hold grudges? She was the forgiving type in comparison to those who felt the need to show her hostility over past deeds that she couldn't even take credit for. She didn't dwell on the past. She just lived in the moment and didn't seem to acknowledge the opinions of others as valid without giving her own input.

Well, that didn't matter. It was just another albino. She really needed something original, but when you literally ran of association it was occasionally difficult to make everything unique at first sight. Even if she chose an interesting nickname mentally, she'd never be able to remember it. Her own curse was something that she had never explained to everyone. Which was probably why no one could tolerate her various and occasionally insulting little nicknames. But since when had the feelings of others concerned her, when insensitivity and something close to cruelty was something she'd rolled with for a good four or five years now? So perhaps they shared those traits with one another, since they'd both been trained to fight. Only perhaps with more leisure time than him, since she'd never been overly keen on working hard without reward. Perhaps she found the freedom to do whatever she wanted refreshing, since she and Horn had been working under a higher ranked progenitor for quite a while. She just didn't know her limits nowadays, did she? Well, the present and future mattered to her more than what lay in her steps. She was planning to be around for a few centuries after all, with the closest thing to immortality she knew of.

She giggled at his little comment. "And more servals. Both of which seem to be coloured similarly! Is it me or are albinos awfully common nowadays? The leader of that clan was an albino. He was hot. So that the serval who was in command of that other clan. It's a shame that the new combination of this is a bit young." She didn't look over a season beyond his own age, yet she notably went after the older males. For a good reason as well. Youth weren't anywhere near attractive enough despite her physical age. "Anywho, there was a question. A really boring question too. Well, I'm Chess Belle Cipher...erm, give me a moment, it'll return to me!" Hadn't she been recording this stuff on her iPhone? She snapped the lid open and navigated it. Yes, she had. How fortunate. "Add darling before the erm and delete everything after the erm! Memos are, like, the best thing ever!" Snapping the lid shut, she directed a calm smile towards the younger serval. She didn't ask for their names. She already had her own versions of such sussed out in her head. "Well, so then! This is a group, right? Probably the clan? I can see where the camp is. I don't need a tour!" She forgot to mention that she'd decided to join on a whim, and was already beginning to skip off without giving anyone much of an opportunity to ask what she was talking about. Well, they'd survive. Even with their unreliable and breakable forms.
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GENERAL — but it's not like
▪︎ CHESS BELLE CIPHER DARLING / SEVERAL NICKNAMES
▪︎ female / she/her / heteroromantic / bisexual
▪︎ 11 months physically /  5 years and 7 moons
▪︎ june 2nd / gemini / doesn't remember her birthday
▪︎ member of ____ / little to no loyalty / casual character
INFORMATION — it can be helped at all
▪︎ vampiress; former seventeenth progenitor (still uses the title).
▪︎ adores the color red; loves rubies, roses and blood which are linked to the same color.
▪︎ owns an iphone six (loves online shopping and taking photos of everything).
▪︎ has a good sense of style; loves choosing outfits for others.
▪︎ tends to hug small children and almost views them as stuffed toys.
▪︎ hates rain and is looking for an umbrella that she can use to protect herself.
▪︎ has a lovely singing voice but tends to hum more. usually hums depressing tunes.
▪︎ from the feralfront universe; retains those memories.
▪︎ can speak french fluently, may go through periods of using it frequently.
▪︎ has blocked out all memories of mortality, and barely thinks about having a family of her own.
▪︎ anomic aphasia, will not remember your character's name unless they have spent a very long time together.
▪︎ the color navy blue can occasionally trigger a reaction from her due to mental discomfort.
▪︎ inspired by the character of the same name from owari no seraph.
APPEARANCE — that's what she said
▪︎ WOLF/ 100% HEALTH
▪︎ chess appears to be a young, beautiful and daintily built female, although this appearance is highly deceiving. she is quite small and slim, but not in a way that would be considered extremely athletic. instead, it leans more towards feminine, with a curvaceous form. however, chess is filled with unnatural strength, and her pleasing outside hides slightly ugly insides.
▪︎ chess is a grey wolf, but her fur color is rather special. although it is grey, it is a dark blueish shade of the color. some parts of her fur are even dark blue tints rather than just blueish. her fur has a pleasant texture, being soft to the touch due to careful maintenance. her pelt is thick and a little wavy, and has a pleasant shine to it.
▪︎ chess is a vampire, and has a couple of features that imply this (although it should not be noticed appearance-wise unless your character discovers both features. her eyes are round and large, giving her an innocent appearance combined with her resting face boasting a casual little smile. however, they are colored bright crimson. if she somehow ceased to be a vampire, her eyes would be navy blue instead. she also has fangs, although they are rarely seen.
PERSONALITY — and the show goes on
wip
RELATIONSHIPS — there is no stop
▪︎ SINGLE / INTERESTED / 0 CRUSHES
▪︎ sawyer x catalystcrypt / considers aya to be her mother / unaware that she has a biological family
CONFRONTATION — there is no end forever
▪︎ PHYSICALLY VERY HARD-EXTREME / MENTALLY HARD
▪︎ rarely starts fights / sometimes ends fights / will rarely run away / does not show mercy
▪︎ cheerful but odd / easy to befriend but difficult to like for long
▪︎ attack in bold #262446
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[chess belle]

smol bump ^^

[Leo]

"Hm...welcome then. Leo." The male squinted his eyes as he examined the femme.