[Its Kenjii]

[Hiroko]

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[Firefly.]

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Ａｒｃｈｅｒᵀʰᵉ ᵀʰᶤᵉᶠ
"вαвy I'м α wolғ ιɴ ѕнeepѕ cloтнιɴɢ."

Ｂａｓｉｃｓ
↠Username; Firefly.
↠name; Archer
↠gender; Male

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ
Thief [theef] (n.)
a person who steals, especially secretly or without open force
In short, archer steals things. He commonly goes for small things, giving them to less fortunate plumies, or every so often, a flower for one of the ladies. Just you average do-good robin hood right? Not so much. He also is known for pickpocketing or sneaking in and stealing small trinkets as more of a personal challenge than anything else.

Charming [chahr-ming] (adj.)
-pleasing; delightful
Archer is constantly trying to get on everybody's good side. Not necessarily to make friends, but definitely allies and connections. He's fairly smooth, especially when it comes to the ladies. If a female plumerian so much as bats an eyelash at him, he'll do his best to get her number at least by the end of the night. Of course, it doesn't always work and he's rejected, he'll back off. Still, he has no problem moving to the next girl. After all, the more connections you have, the better, and he's quite a flirt. He is also known for his silver tongue. If he gets into a sticky situation, you can be sure he'll try to talk his way out of it.

Impulsive [im-puhl-siv] (adj.)
-actuated or swayed by emotional or involuntary impulses
Archer has trouble thinking about his actions before he carries them out, or rather, he simple doesn't care. He refuses to consider consequences before he does things and as a result often ends up in stupid or dangerous predicaments, such as getting himself stuck in a air conditioning vent. He rarely thinks about other plumerian's reactions and feelings before he does something, and by then, it's too late, which can lead confrontation.

Insecure [in-si-kyoo r] (adj.)
-subject to fears, doubts, etc.; not self-confident or assured:
Despite his normally confidant exterior, Archer is often internally conflicted. He doesn't particularly enjoy what he's become, a thieving Cassanova who pretends to have a larger than life ego. It bothers him, not enough to make him change, but bugs him like a small scratch that you just barely can't reach. Always there, always itching. He critiques himself harshly for every mistake he makes, mentally chastising himself for hours. He comes off as a confidant bold plumerian, but inside, he's a bit more vaunrable than he lets on.

Ｃａｕｇｈｔ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ Ａｃｔ Short story: Extra One
Archer hummed quietly to himself, perusing through a stack of apples left unattended by the side of an out-of-the-way stand. The farmers market had recently become a favorite spot of his. The hustle and bustle of other plumerians going about their daily routine created the perfect cover for him to take whatever he pleased, without others noticing. He pawed through the top layer of apples, rolling the largest ones he could find into his bag, careful not to bruise them too badly. After all, he would probably be transferring them to a pair of young orphans who often needed help getting enough food to sustain both. ”And a few more of theseee….” he muttered to himself as he pushed the last apple into the bag. As he turned to make sure he hadn’t missed any particularly good apples, he bumped into the corner of the neighboring stand, brushing against a table of fruit. As soon as he felt it, he realized his mistake. The falling apples would surely grap other’s attention, and his bag full of stolen produce wasn’t exactly inconspicuous. His head shot up, teeth bared as he cringed. ooposoopsoops Sure enough, heads began to turn his way and he immediately realized how suspicious he must appear. His face instantly morphed into a stony poker face, and he feigned slight embarrassment as he fumbled to replace the apples. Of course, his rouse could only last so long. “Were you… stealing those?” A voice, feminine.Archer gave an inward groan and looked around for its source. there. A dark female plumerian with shockingly bright green eyes was standing a few feet away, wearily judging the situation. Well I’m sure that bag can’t look too good. This is why I always work at night. “No…” He paused, “’course not darlin’”. Archer took a step forward, whistling quietly. It was clear she was skeptical, why not use flattery. “Do you have a map? I’m getting lost in your eyes.” Getting no immediate response, he added, “The name’s Archer.” The female raised an eyebrow, “Connelly.” She responded, clearly unimpressed with his pick up line. Archer had seen females like this and was completely that some well-aimed compliments and a grin wasn’t going to get him far. Right. No easy way to get yourself out of this one, eh Arch? [b[]”Just Picking up some ingredients for a friend.”[/b] He lied smoothly, flashing an easy smile. Hey, it was half true, right? He could see Connelly’s

eyes narrow, struggling to believe him but not wanting to accuse him of lying. He analyzed the situation, making a split second decision. Before she could respond, he casually turned around and picked up the bag. ”So nice meeting you Connelly.” He called hastily over his shoulder. He grabbed the bag firmly in his jaws, not casting a glance back to see her expression. It was better to leave now rather than face more questions. As soon as he was out of view, he broke into a run, finding the nearest cover he could, a small side street that was empty save for a few uninterested pigeons. He dropped the bag with a slightly amused sigh to himself. That definitely wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Man I’m good at this. And meeting a pretty girl is always a nice addition. He cast his eyes to the sky, approximating the time by the sun’s position. It was almost time he dropped off the apples. Of course, he wouldn’t have stopped by without having grabbed a little pick-me-up for himself. The thief continued down the street, a bag of apples slug across his back and a newly stolen prize, a small key on a chain, swinging between his teeth.
Word Count: 623

Ｉｎ Ｓｈｅｅｐｓ Ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ Art: Extra Two
My Treasures-By Firefly.
Caught in the Act Comic-Firefly.
Sneaking pixel-By Firefly.
Bullseye Decoration
Thief- By Firefly.
Hey There by Tiny-Fire

[Cheeb]

possible reserve !! qwq they're very pretty!
if not, marking just to see the competition and who wins. uwu

username; cheescake
name; tauba --- a german name meaning "dove"
gender; female
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[Froas]

username; Froas
name; ...
gender; Male
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reserve q-q

[nervousnickel]

Hnnnn, reserve~

[koegami]

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name; Lupus Wolf
gender; Brute
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Notes DONT TAKE OR REVISE TO FIT YOUR OWN FORM THIS ALSO MEANS THE CONCEPTS AS WELL.
- not plumerian, i guess. acts more like a wolf
- doesn't speak, snorts, growls, snarls, ect.
- seen more around the shadows
- has a perpetual fear of the people around him
- doesn't like loud noises, or silence. a happy median
- feathers based off a hawk, and bluebird
- pelt based on a timber wolf
- wears wolf pelts all the time

[yenneii]

hhhhh wowow possible res wow

[Sillybob101]

username; Sillybob101
name; Maud
name meaning; Strong in battle
gender; female
short personality; Maud is a very subtle plumerian who enjoys helping others, but from the shadows meaning she'd like to do it in secret. Since she is also very shy, she likes to keep herself hidden most of the time, and tries to avoid attention. She also doesn't like taking credit, even if it was something she did.
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How she became..
Once again excited to read her daily bed time story. Approaching her bookshelf, Maud tilted her head to the side to read the titles on the spines of the books. "Hmm...this one." Muttering outloud to herself, she quickly snatched up her favorite book and hopped onto her bed, grinning. "The Shoemaker and the Elves." Announced the young plume as she parted the covers and began reading to herself. After about ten minutes, the tale came to a close. But something triggered a thought.
Secret helpers.. Maud echoed inside of her numerous times as she stared out the window, her eyes reflecting shimmering stars. I wish to be a secret helper when I'm grown..

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[avaloafe]

username; scitee
name; lennon

gender; male
short personality; lennon is a loner. nothing but solitary. he doesn't like no interest in being bound by rules or obligations, and pends his time stargazing and looking at the night sky. he is considered also to be very friendly and calm when in the presence of one he likes, so there's no odd reason to explain his behavior when meeting a new friend. lennon is also fairly sly and intelligent, always taking in the cautious way around. never the most dangerous. he can be cruel and untrusting at times, but this is his way to get to know anybody who is strange to him.

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