HEARTBREAK WARFARE / OPEN, JOINING

[shizuknya]

[align=center][div style="background:transparent;width:440px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:120%;color:black;"]He missed Alola. He missed his ex-fiancee, missed his Pokemon... Missed the warm rays of the sun and the cool, salty ocean breeze. His lab was under the care of his ex-fiancee, Professor Burnet, after much begging. His pokemon were also being cared for by her. He trusted her to take care of his lycanroc, snorlax, etc. She was good. Trustworthy. Why did he leave her, though? She was everything he wanted in a partner. Smart, kind, shared his enthusiasm, and was absolutely beautiful. He loved her but that love had faded away when she had disagreed with moving from Alola. He wanted to move to explore the world. He had so much to see, so much to do. He wanted to share it with the one person he loved..

But he wasn't around anymore.

His vision was blurring now. His lungs were burning and screaming for oxygen. "Air.. Air..! Air!" a voice yelled in his head. His body was limp until that voice spoke to him. Almost like a switch went off in the German shepherd's brain and his legs began moving in an attempt to propel his body up towards the water. The light that shown through the surface of the water was getting closer. He was so close. Kukui closed his eyes as he used the last bit of energy to break through the surface of the water. He threw himself out and dug his claws into the dirt to keep himself from slipping back in. Blood trickled down from his forehead but he was too occupied to notice the crimson ooze. He was alive and all because of the little voice that had yelled at him. Kukui pulled himself out onto the land and collapsed tiredly on his side, heaving and coughing out spouts of water. He didn't call out for help but instead smiled weakly, closing his eyes.

&& screams jaws i didnt know if cole is with kukui or not but u can do whatever lol asdfghjkl
[spoiler=the good, the bad, and the dirty / updated 1/31]GENERAL INFORMATION / BIOGRAPHY
& Kukui / Kiki, Kuku[only Guzma can call him these]
& Bisexual / Cisgender male / He/Him
& 10 months / Unknown birthday / Undecided ageing ratio
& Warrior of Riverclan / [past title] Pokemon Professor Kukui

RELATIONSHIPS / ROMANCE NOTES / ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛
& Single / Not not looking / One crush
& NPC x NPC / Generation one
& No apprentice / Closed for apprentice
& ½ Darkparadise [OTP: Guzma + Kukui] / ⅓ ?? [OT3: Kukui + Grunt + Guzma]
& Takes care of Cole

APPEARANCE / REFERENCE. / STATUS / HEALTHY [95%]
& A brown german shepherd, very muscular
& Very tall and towers over most
& Brown fur w/ black muzzle, ears, and tall w/ green eyes
& Wears whatever canon Professor Kukui wears [click]
  — INJURIES/ILLNESSES: N/A

PERSONALITY
& Makes silly puns, out there and loud
& Very enthusiastic; emphasized by how much he says 'woo!'
& Childish but can get serious when need be
& Has seemingly high self-confidence
& Strong willed, helpful and can assist those in need
& The Uncle™ to everybody, intelligent,passionate
  — DISORDERS: N/A

COMBAT & INTERACTION
& Difficult physical difficulty | Medium mental difficulty
& Strong and tall, hard to knock down
& All nonviolent, friendly and/or peaceful actions can be powerplayed.
& To engage in combat, attack using bold #33cc88 or bold underlined.
& Tag template © JAWS[/spoiler]

[GENJI SHIMADA.]

[align=center][div style="width: 430px; font-size: 8pt;text-align: justify;color:#363636;line-height:115%"] grunt a had left alola for one actual reason, and that was to look for his boss. he didn't have anyone to miss or anyone to hate when he left the islands, nor did he have any reason to leave his pokemon behind. his cutiefly was in the possession of one of the grunt's who didn't retire from skull after it disbanded, and with one of the only grunts who he actually trusted as far as he could throw them - and he could throw practically anyone like a fucking javelin if he wanted to -. so other than the main reason of finding guzma, jesse had no reason to feel sad or upset over anything.

even when he was padding nearby, and he saw the damp figure of kukui, his mind told him that he had no reason to go to him. he wasn't guzma, or a grunt, or anyone he knew. he was simply someone he recognized from alola as some sort of acquaintance. not someone special to him. but even as his brain told him this he forced himself to care for the other's safety, pushing away repressed thoughts about his mission for leaving the region and turning towards the male, his lumbering walk turning into a powerful run as he came forward, dark blue visuals darkening as he saw the blood that oozed.

he sat in front of the other, bringing his paws upwards to untie the bandanna that was tied around his maw. once he did he folded it into what would be some sort of washcloth like shape before quickly dunking it into the river and pressing it to the bleeding wound on kukui's forehead. "you best not be leaving me just yet, pal. you still gotta tell me your name." his voice rumbled from somewhere in his chest, especially deep even for someone his age. there was a sharp glint to the voice, indicating that he in fact knew what kukui's name was. he just needed to ask, considering it was riverclan policy and all that. "you may be in a bit of pain, mate, but that ain't gonna stop me from askin' the stuff they told me to ask."

///alijjgknbkjfn sorry if this is powerplaying!!!!

[floralghost]

[align=center][div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]he'd been alerted by the sound of splashing, but that wasn't an unfamiliar sound to floral. there were animals everywhere in the rivers and marshes, that was just what happened when you lived in a place like this. no, what concerned him was how it felt in the pit of his stomach. it wasn't a normal splash to him. sounded crazy, but yeah, that was what startled him. floral started to run, sunglasses bouncing in a frenzy as he went in the direction of the splash.

well, for once, his instincts were right. as he skittered to a halt in front of a collapsed german shepherd and grunt, floral's blue eyes caught a glimpse of- "holy shit.." they definitely didn't have a medic in riverclan yet, and the blood wasn't good. the bandanna was a smart move though, floral rarely took off his kimono, but he doubted he'd be easily able to let it go, even to mop off blood. selfish mess that he was. "is he breathing?" floral asked, feeling much more like a kid crowding someone than a leader. so in an attempt to be comforting, floral set a paw on the german shepherd, blue eyes staring at the stranger in a concerned manner.
[spoiler= ◂  DETOX JUST TO RETOX | 23 / 1]
･ﾟ★ ☾  I'M COMING APART AT THE SEAMS, PITCHING MYSELF LEADS IN OTHER PEOPLE'S DREAMS, NOW BUZZ, BUZZ, BUZZ,

GENERAL ★ DOC, THERE'S A HOLE WHERE SOMETHING WAS
★ floralghost | ghost, floral, sock, evan | evan erik harkness
★ male/questioning | he/him or they/them | male
★ three | twenty-three | october 31st | scorpio
★ leader of riverclan | occasionally goes to the neighborhood where he was born in
★ chosen by thoth
★ kittypet, loner, warrior
★ 1/21, idk
★ 9/9 lives left
★ speaks in #433C43, bold mobile

OTHER ★ HE NEEDS HIS HEAD PUT THROUGH A CAT SCAN
★ struggles with insomnia, depression, social anxiety. has lexical-gustatory synesthesia. (smells/tastes things when certain words are spoken) fond of music, caffeine, the occasional human, ukuleles, and snuggles. hates slugs, fear, being alone, tall trees, and large crowds.
★ knows three human languages thanks to a trilingual family, can pick up on sign language somewhat well. speaking reference, singing reference. raspy, tired, quiet voice most of the time.
★ can imitate dinosaur noises pretty well. chews on his fur a lot. when nervous, he'll start grooming his bird "birthmark". plays the ukulele pretty well for a cat. sasslord.
★ smells like a foresty rose

APPEARANCE ★ I'M A LOOSE BOLT OF A COMPLETE MACHINE
★ cat | maine coon | eventual forms: german shepard, rabbit
★ thin despite his breed, lanky, tall | slightly above average strength
★ dark brown with brown/cream undertones | a dark smudge by his ribcage that looks distinctly like a bird in flight, a few flower-like splotches of cream on his belly, black socks on his front paws, and an entirely black neck. if you shaved off all his fur, you'd find dark patches burned into almost tattoos on his skin. | dark blue eyes, intense and concerned most of the time | he has somewhat fresh scars around his front paws and the insides of his legs, one scar near his left ear from tripping down a flight of stairs, one where his left eyebrow would be, and a longer, raggedy scar from his belly to his left hip.
★ human au
★ floral has a pair of white, roundish willy wonka-style sunglasses that he wears almost 24/7, even in the night. reference | almost always wearing a floral kimono | carries around a ukulele on occasion
★ physical health: 92%

PERSONALITY ★ I'M HALF DOOMED AND YOU'RE SEMI-SWEET
★ INTP | inferiority superiority complex | adorkable | insomniac | enemy within
★
★ loyal | honest | loving | energetic | protective
★ empathetic | intelligent | musical | logical | introverted
★ angry | socially awkward | jealous | emotional | frustrated
★ incredibly insecure about leading rc, but also incredibly protective over all of his warriors.
★ sometimes could be possessed by a demon named blurryface, a possible vessel of thoth
★ mental health: like probably 2%
★ can see ghosts

RELATIONSHIPS ★ SO BOYCOTT LOVE
★ [url=http://]heartchart
★ panromantic (poly as hell) | god, he'd love to be in love.
★ questioning, likely greysexual | questionable, very confused
★ in a commited relationship with his ukulele (single) | no crush | [ 1 ] potential crushes
★ npc x npc | generation 1 | adopted by n/a
★ trusts: neptune, most of riverclan
★ 1/2 of nepal,

INTERACTION ★ NOBODY WANTS TO HEAR YOU SING ABOUT TRAGEDY
★ difficult fighter | easy to attack emotionally | attack in #5E545E
★ will not initiate fights (most of the time) | will fight back if attacked
★ usually a pacifist, but will fight for those he loves, and will fight hard. as a leader, he's definitely more of a talker, but when attacking, he's going to be in the thick of it.
★ ask to maim/capture/kill
★ peaceful/nonviolent actions can be powerplayed
★ could a ukulele be considered a weapon? [/spoiler]

[shizuknya]

[align=center][div style="background:transparent;width:440px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:8.5pt;line-height:120%;color:black;"]He heard two unfamiliar faces fill his eardrums. Kukui's eyes opened up in alarm when he felt the bandanna on his forehead but, seeing as he was much too sore to push him away, Kukui just instead glanced at Grunt with green eyes that showed how he was on edge about having someone he didn't really know touching him. "Kukui, and yes I'm alive." There were more people touching him than he liked.. He shifted uneasily as Floralghost placed a paw on him as well. He needed to get them off of him. The German shepherd's movements were shaky at first, pain spreading across his features, but he had succeeded in pushing himself up in a sitting position. He stood slouched for a moment before he could make himself straighten out his body to make himself presentable. "And I'm joining, cousin. This is some group, yeah? If I'm not mistaken." But there was still one thought on his mind. He was obviously anxious about something; it was evident in the way his green gaze would shift uneasily to the side and his surroundings as if expecting someone.
[spoiler=the good, the bad, and the dirty / updated 1/31]GENERAL INFORMATION / BIOGRAPHY
& Kukui / Kiki, Keeks[only Guzma can call him these]
& Bisexual / Cisgender male / He/Him
& 10 months / Unknown birthday / Undecided ageing ratio
& Warrior of Riverclan / [past title] Pokemon Professor Kukui

RELATIONSHIPS / ROMANCE NOTES / ½ ⅓ ¼ ⅕ ⅛
& Single / Not not looking / One crush
& NPC x NPC / Generation one
& No apprentice / Closed for apprentice
& ½ Darkparadise [OTP: Guzma + Kukui] / ⅓ ?? [OT3: Kukui + Grunt + Guzma]
& Takes care of Cole

APPEARANCE / REFERENCE. / STATUS / HEALTHY [95%]
& A brown german shepherd, very muscular
& Very tall and towers over most
& Brown fur w/ black muzzle, ears, and tall w/ green eyes
& Wears whatever canon Professor Kukui wears [click]
  — INJURIES/ILLNESSES: N/A

PERSONALITY
& Makes silly puns, out there and loud
& Very enthusiastic; emphasized by how much he says 'woo!'
& Childish but can get serious when need be
& Has seemingly high self-confidence
& Strong willed, helpful and can assist those in need
& The Uncle™ to everybody, intelligent,passionate
  — DISORDERS: N/A

COMBAT & INTERACTION
& Difficult physical difficulty | Medium mental difficulty
& Strong and tall, hard to knock down
& All nonviolent, friendly and/or peaceful actions can be powerplayed.
& To engage in combat, attack using bold #33cc88 or bold underlined.
& Tag template © JAWS[/spoiler]

[checkers]

ooc; ugh I said I wouldn't rp but it's kukui i have to, rip

Origamiryu, startled by the sudden sound of someone drowning, rushed to the scene as much as she could - but arrived to find that weird grunt had already found him. Something seemed odd in his body language - did they know each other? quietly following behind Floralghost, she popped her head out behind her leader's long fur. "Gosh, are you alright, sir?" she mewed politely, not really knowing what to say. If she'd gotten here earlier she would have dived right in to save him. Thank goodness someone had gotten there earlier, at least. He could have died at this point. She noted his hesitation and how his eyes darted anxiously. Padding up to him, the smaller she-cat sat beside him. "Hey, it's okay, calm down," she purred softly, reaching down to softly nudge him with her nose, not knowing how he'd react. "Nobody's going to hurt you here, sir. I promise."