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[Hobbit Geek]

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Username; Hobbit Geek
Name; Naomi

Hebrew name meaning
"Pleasantness"
Gender; Female
Occupation; Bounty hunter/Steampunk store owner
Age; 20
Themesong;
Fight Song -Rachel Platten

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Journal entry page 12

I was working on a necklace when the bell chimed through the store, as it did whenever the door opened. I looked up to see a dainty looking man.
“Hello” I said with a warm smile.
“Hi” He replied quietly, glancing towards me before walking around the store.
I watched him for a moment before going back to my work, looking down as I fixed pieces into place.

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L I T T L E ~ T H I N G S

Sexuality;
Straight
Physique;
She is rather lithe, seeming to be built
more for running but is stronger than
she looks
Pets;
A silver sable Belgian Malinois named Ransom
Social Status;
Naomi isn't exactly a friendly person,
thus she gets along and is usually
seen with only a few. Strangers
don't usually get met with a
sweet, loving gal, due to this
she doesn't make friends easily.
She doesn't trust new people very
well, but she'll always love to spend
time with those she cares about.

My newest employer came in the night, Azarlah was his name. Bringing quite a bit of money to bribe for my services. His voice rough, and serious. I was curious as to who this mystery man he described was, as he never gave a name, only a few simple things that would help me find him. I accepted the job, after all might prove to be an interesting case. Not long after I began my work, finding the blueprints for the place he would be at, finding the supplies I’d need and planning out every possible thing that could happen, at least everything I could think of.


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I was walking by the shops, glancing towards the tattoo store. From the information I gathered so far the mystery man would be going to that shop soon enough, that’s when I’d get him. A breeze blew by, causing me to shiver. Why does it have to get so cold?
“Who do you think this man is ransom?” I asked my dog who was walking by my side. He only glanced up at me and I gave a lighthearted chuckle. “Oh, if only you could talk”
Ransom sniffed the air, ears perked and seeming alert. I looked towards the tattoo store and my heart sank when I saw him, the man I was after. Galakitka, my best friend in the whole world.

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Journal entry page 23

I had just finished a job and was hurrying to get back to the store with Ransom, after all no one wants to be seen in or near a crime scene. I got a few blocks away when I turned the last curner, bumping into someone upon doing so.
“Oh, sorry…” I said looking up at the man.
“Nah, its fine.” He said.
“I’m Naomi and this is Ransom.” I said with a slight smile.
“Caspain” He replied, “Nice to meet you I guess..”

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A C C E S S O R I E S

Fingerless gloves;
When she makes steampunk items
for her store, the metal would often
poke her hands and cut them, thus
she decided to get the gloves.
Her fingers have free range of
movement, but her palms are
protected from most things.
Leather arm bracer;
Not only does this protect her right arm,
it holds poisons where she can easily
reach them whenever they are needed.
Chain Armlet;
This silver piece is simply for decoration, she
took one look and just loved it.
Leather pouches;
A large leather piece going around her waist
and legs holds a pouch in which she keeps
metals and things she finds on her journeys.
Leather Steampunk Flask;
Something she takes on her journeys, she
makes sure this is filled with water in
case she is unable to find a water
source wherever she goes.

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Journal entry page 47

I walked through a dog park with Ransom with a ball in my hand when someone bumped into me.
“Oh, sorry” The man said.
“No worries” I said with a slight smile.
“I’m Ozzie, you?” He asked, holding his hand out to shake mine.
“Naomi.” I replied, shaking his hand. “And this is Ransom.” I added a moment later
“Nice to meet you.”

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D I S L I K E S

Cold weather;
She is unable to take extreme
cold weather, whenever
she goes anywhere cold
she seems to wear 1000
layers of clothes.
Hot weather;
Extreme heat is worse to
her than the cold, it
makes her feel as if she
is unable to move. She'd
prefer colder climates to
hot ones.
Wasted metals;
As a steampunk artist and
store owner she believes
every piece of metal
could be used for
something, thus it irritates
her when she see's
someone throw away a
piece of metal.
Large crowds;
She dislikes being people
she doesn't know in
general but large crowds
are something she dislikes
even more, she feels as
if she is confined and
would do anything to get
out of there.
Humorless people;
She loves jokes and
humorous people, it eases
up the tense moments.
She cannot understand
how someone could not
have a sense of humor,
and thus tends to stay
away from them.

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L I K E S

Fall;
Fall is chilly but not
freezing, she loves this
due to the beautiful colors
and weather.
Spring;
Like fall this season is chilly
but the flowers and the
warmth this season brings
is why she likes it.
Her work;
She loves making steampunk
things for her shop,
everything she sells is
handmade by her. Although
not everything she makes
is for sale, some things
she cannot bear to sell
thus she keeps them for
herself or friends.
Being alone;
Although she loves her
friends and their
company and talks
together, she likes
being alone. It to her
feels peaceful, when she's
working it helps her
concentrate on the task
at hand.
Ransom;
She loves Ransom with all
her heart, this dog has
gotten her through a lot
of hard times and she
wouldn't trade him for
the world. No one matters
more to her than her dog,
and she spoils him for it.

Personality;

Naomi is an Isfp through and through, loving her close friends but tends to go off by herself at times. She’ll often step out of the spotlight and go hide away to be alone and recharge. Even if she is alone that doesn’t mean she’s not doing anything. She’s likely to be found making steampunk items, doing research and such. She enjoys connecting with her friends and tends to have a charming, yet humorous nature around them. The world she lives in is a colorful one so to speak, she is creative and loves making things. To her she is inspired by connections with people and ideas, and when she has an idea she likes nothing can stop her from trying it out. Although it’s hard for her to plan for the future, she tends to think more here and now.

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Relationships;

"Galakitka is my best friend,
there is no one I'd rather have
by my side then him. Although
he can be a bit of a flirt, he's
extremely humorous, witty and
the most loyal person I know.
He'll always have my back no
matter what happens, and I'll
always have his."

"Ozzie is so playful, always
challenging me to games even
if he knows he might not win.
He's very sweet and one of the
kindest friends I have. I love
the flower crowns he gives me,
just another of the many things
that make him such a great
friend."

"Caspian and I are great friends,
even if I didn't tell him I'm a
bounty hunter. He is a great
CIA agent, and part of me
fears he'd choose his job over
our friendship if he found out
about my job. But no matter
what he'll always be one of
the sweetest guys I know."

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Art;
-Eye animation by me
-Sitting chibi by me
-Laying fullbody by me
-Human bust by me
-Sitting fullbody by me
-Naomi and Ransom by me
-Fullbody piece with background by me

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[Captain Chomp]

Name; Fennel Grey
Behind The Name; There's no deep reason like most people, I simply like the name and find it cute for him.
Nicknames; Fen, Squeaker, Lockness [because he has lock jaw, not like the serious disease, just his jaw occasionally locks up]
Age; Twenty-four
Date Of Birth; January 9th, 1991
Time Of Birth; 4:39 PM
Nationality; Canadian
Place Of Birth; Montreal, Quebec, Canada
Current Residence; Superior Wisconsin, Billings Park Area
Sexuality; Bisexual

Author's Note; This is based off of a human form of Fennel

Hair Color; Black with green/blue highlights
Weight; 172 lbs
Height; 5'9"
Blood Type; Type A
Birthmarks; Small question mark looking one on his left shoulder blade, bird looking one on his stomach
Scars; Small faded cuts along his hands and wrists from animal claws, scar on his right side, from having appendix removed

Smiles Go For Miles

In Public [General, EX. Grocery Shopping, laundry mat...]; Out in public simply by himself he's silent, but always polite, keeping a kind, friendly smile on his face, Fennel is one to help someone to shy to ask for help and move out of others peoples' ways. If there's someone right behind him when he's walking through a door he'll hold it open. When getting his groceries or what it may be he's getting he thanks the employee for their wonderful service even when something sour comes his way he won;t ruin someone else's day.
In Public [In Groups, EX. movies, arcades...]; This time Fennel can get a bit rowdy still with all his smiles as he playfully slaps a friend on the back as they laugh together or becomes melodramatic over how his friend just ate that french fry he was saving for last. When he's like this it's going to be all smiles and a funny face or pretend pout as he gives his buddies a silent treatment for several seconds.

Formal [General, EX. Weddings, meetings...]; Solemn is a key word when it comes to Fennel in formal situations, he makes eye contact with the one speaking unless it makes them uncomfortable in which he'll look slightly away from them and occasionally voice a yes or some vocalization to signal he's listening. It's not often though that he's in a formal situation as he's not the type of person to be one to attend them or more so have a life where the things are common.

Relax and let good times roll

At Home [Alone...]; Fennel at home and alone other than his rodent friends is a ball of goof. Turning on either music he can sing passionately to as he cleans, rearranges, studies, or other or the latest pop hit and dance with his A+ moves that could win "Dancing With The Stars" No we're joking here he's full of energy and joy when the good things are going, but his mood can become somber with a small smile as he sits, cradling a sick rodent he's done all he can and make it's last moments peaceful as he hums a sweet lullaby.
At Home [In A Duo or more]; In this situation we're talking about friends or family, guests really. He's still a goofball, but not as full on rambunctious unless with his partner. No one can deny though that Fennel is a cuddle bug, someone obsessed with physical contact he might need to be taught a lesson or two on this thing called personal space. He's perfectly at bay if the physical contact is even just feet barely touching.

A Melody of joy

♣Optimistic; Fennel always keeps a smile on his face even in the worst of times, it's a defense mechanism in a way so it could be seen as bad, but he's always looking to the future believing it's going to be good. He tires to avoid thinking of things in a pessimistic way seeing as seeing nothing but misery ahead is now way to live and it'll just rot you from the inside out
♣Amiable; He's not one that rejects change or things other people want. Fennel is able to accept what others wish, their suggestions, and such as well as being an agreeable person. This is no way means he's not going to say his own opinions or allow himself to be walked over.


♧Agglutinate; Meaning such as to glue, be an adhesive, or to unite, it's speaking of his ability to become so easily attached to things and people. As some creatures suffer from separation anxiety, Fennel suffers from it was well it would seem, but not much as a huge issue it's just after he's formed a incredibly bond with another person he can get anxious and upset when they've been gone for a long time. When he first moved away from his family it developed in him to a small sense and easily went away.
♧Compulsive; It costs him more money than he can honestly bring in. At every rodent in need no matter how seemingly impossible the task to mend them may be or the price to get them, Fennel will rescue them without a second thought. It's not just animals this compulsive behavior is shown, it also includes stickers. It's his special little delight that he's always returning from the store with a sheet of stickers. He just can;t help or stop himself from doing this.

Everyone Deserves A Chance At Life

It's seen that Fennel is an extremely mellow male with just that personality that's all smiles and it's almost true, but that's not a person. That's not anything really. It's too perfect. Even if he tries to be all smiles the reality is he gets sad, he gets hurt. The twenty-four year old is strongly opinionated and will often voice what he thinks of things, just not in a cruel way that upsets others if he can help it. It's his clingy trait that often becomes his biggest flaw. It happens even with his rescues that each time one is lost or leaves for a new, happy home he might get a little down as he had already formed a close attachment to the animal within moments of meeting them and now they were gone.

Cycling; Fennel found himself into cycling at the age of seventeen in which he's not into it competitively, but more so as a way to stay fit, enjoying to take long rides to stay healthy as he gets to view the outdoors and other people.
Fishing; This hobby is a simple catch and release one, never does he keep what he catches. In doing this small hobby he records each fish he catches, the type, size and such as well as how many times he has caught that species of fish. Only if he finds an injured fish will he keep it and see if there's an easy fix to the problem. It's a hobby he got from his older brother.
Flute; In seventh grade, Fennel found himself signed up for band class and, no not the flute, but trombone and from there it was quick to see he wouldn't be playing that. With the help of his bad director he found himself called to by the flute and picking it up, found himself a natural. His ability to play the flute has followed him through to his stage in life right now. He's not in a band or anything, but will often play the flute in the evening right before dinner.
Rodent Breeding/Genetics; Picking up at the age of twenty-two, Fennel began breeding some of his healthy rodents. He sticks to gerbils as he finds them fun to learn about as well as study their genetics. He's always careful and plans ahead to get the gerbil babies suitable homes. It's a hobby he takes passionately and very seriously.
Beading; With his hobby, Fennel enjoys creating jewelry out of beads and uses it as a relaxation method as well as a way to make a quick buck to help with his rodent rescue.
Reading; Classic old reading. A good classic novel with a rodent on his stomach and wrapped in blankets is the perfect dreary day hobby.


Bilingual; Fennel can speak both English and French fluently after having grew up in a family that uses both. It has yet to really offer him much extra options into his life, but still continues to stay strong in the language.
Photogenic; As humorous as it seems Fennel considers this to be a talent in which he takes pride in as whenever a photo is snapped of him he's seemingly always looking decent if not great.


Occupation; Rodent rescuing is his main occupation, he doesn't have much else of a job other than his bead work and part time job at Wal-Mart. He can spend a couple hours endlessly searching for rodents to rescue or working on mending a sick animal.

Come One Come All

Season; Winter
Holiday; Easter
Color; Light Tan
Food; Macaroni and cheese
Person That Sang For Disney; Phil Colins
Disney Movie; Brother Bear
Dreamworks Movie; Home
Book; The Great Gatsby
TV Show; Courage the Cowardly Dog
Word; Dapper

When taking a photo, says "Cheese Nuggets"
Doesn't like even numbers
His game is Tic Tac Toe, [He says it's his game because he markings remind him of the game]
Sits on the left side of the couch always
Always taps his fingers/paws/tail one of them at least


Smiling★Rodents★Pasta Dishes★Salads★Hot Chocolate★Hockey★Dreary Days★Handmade gifts★Acts of Kindness, especially random

Bullies★Meat★Animal Cruelty★Extreme heat★Swimming in murky water★Being alone★Romantic Movies★Being late



Arachnophobia; One bad April Fool's day prank or two turned this animal species loving guy into an a scardey cat of those eight legged things called spiders. He's so afraid they make his blood freeze. Fennel is so petrified he can't even kill it, just scream and sometimes break down in tears. Story
Chronophobia; This is the fear of time or running out of it and for Fennel it may not so much be a huge blockade in his life, but it's there and it is an obstacle either way. He finds himself worrying sometimes, mostly at night when he's trying to sleep about his life ending too short and he runs out of time before he can really make a difference in the world.
General Fears;Fennel has phobias and then he's got smaller fears, that aren't as severe. These include losing a loved one [EX. Mother, father, mate], drowning, going into a coma, the death of Percy [though it will happen], and failing in life.

Roobert, belonging to Tricksters, is a huge help to Fennel and at first meeting, he'd been a bit worried about the other plumie, but now looks to his friend for help with making enclosures for all of Fennel's rodent needs.

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[Belongs to Slimedog] Velius Abandonato is one of his closer friends as he enjoys spending his time with Velius. His outer, smiling personality makes him feel even happier when he spends time, but Fennel is gentle with the other male understanding of his insecure side and tires to be naturally cautious about what he says and does, yet he still loves to sit and chat and hang out and have a drink.

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Zinnia belongs to A S H E S ., and is basically what Fennel likes to call her, his sassy gay friend. Fennel adores spending time with her as looks to her for advice here and there. With his family living so far from him, he's often alone on his birthdays other than his rodents so he often spends them with Zinnia.

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Thomas is Fennel's worst nightmare. He's lazy, rude, and obnoxious. He doesn't care about anyone but himself which isn't someone he likes so naturally they two butt heads, the two are enemies and can't stand one another.

Grade Kindergarten; His first ever year in school was a difficult experience for Fennel for the first week or so. He'd never been away from his family for so long in a single day so he was continuously silent and frightened trying hard to settle in and make friends, but it began to get easier when the third week rolled by he was ready to go to school, smiles adorning his childish face and a friendly manner, always using please and thank you and finding himself excelling in the place of making friends.
Grade 1st through 5th; School wasn't hard up until 3rd grade in which he and his family moved to the United States which is where making friends and keeping up in school hit some bumps. Fennel, not having his mother and father's ease of speaking English, or his brother's rapidly growing ability to speak the new language fluently, he stumbled. Speaking only broken English. His grades slipped in this span of time for excellent to below average.
Grade 6th through 8th; With his English now having improved to a still jumbled amount, but easy to understand his school work grew in quality and his grades climbed to higher marks. By the middle of 8th grade, his family welcomed a baby girl, and this turned on a protective part of the young male.
Grade 9th through 12th; These years his English became just as fluent as his French and he became an A honor roll student with plenty of extracurricular activities the two most important ones were being a part of the debate team as well as being a decent player and member of his hockey team. Senior year he passed with full A's and with the ability to follow almost any career he wanted.
College; Not wanting to get to invested in college as it would interfere with what he wanted to do in life, he simply went for a two year vet tech degree which was the end of his education in school, but he still reads and researches more and more to learn new things.

Glasses; Fennel's glasses are not much of an option for him, without them the world is a blurry mess making him unable to see anything other than one colorful blur.
Rabbit Foot Necklace; It's not real, it's from a stuffed toy he got at the age of 4, hes still has it with him, only this time the front right leg is on a chain he sometimes wears for luck.
Bear Hoodie; This is a light tan hoodie with white strings, ears, and button eyes. He often likes to wear it when he's not feeling well as it cheers him up.

About Me [The Adopter]; This is probably about the 5th time I've tried for a Plumie, simply because I only try for ones I connect with. My name is Champion. and I've been always wanting one of these beautiful adopts and now this one is just stunning, and spoke to me so wonderfully. I've tried my hardest to do quality work with my few resources and tried to create an idea not seen often if at all. Hopefully you will like my form. Thank you <3
Art Credits [In order of placement];
Pugcake
Alleykazam
Ghiraher
FrostySlushyAJ
Me
Me
ThatPinkThing
Shadow9119
End Art Is by my Real Life Friend that I cannot name, they have no DA or that stuff
Art in Paint Happy is simply art where I took his head and put it on images, made punny puns

Also thanks to anyone that helped or let me use their plumies...It means a lot. This is the final edit, thanks, love you all.

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Click to view my forum. c:

Art by me, Don't mind the feather fail, the animation tool glitched and got rid of them ;w;

Secret thing! If you found it Congrats cx Your really clever!

[father]

xxxxxJump forward one space, run ahead three to avoid the falling rocks. Double tap A to powerkick through the crack in the wall. A hole appears, leading the main character to the maze's end. The treasure chest, gilded in gold and jewels, shines at the end of the final cave under the light of the lantern dangling at the avatar's side. The hero's heart beat with each step forward, pounding to the rhythm of the background music, chiming its catchy 8 bit tune until-- silence.

xxxxxA cutscene, initiated.

xxxxxOn screen, the player's avatar looks around, confused. Finding nothing, they reach forward, ready to reap their rewards and indulge in endgame delights. Light, bright enough to make a player's eyes hurt, flashes across the screen. A tinny laugh echoes through the handheld system's speakers. The player inhales deeply, anticipation and excitement curling in his gut as the final boss twirls into view.

xxxxxAs the final monologue of the game pounds through the speakers, Cainan finds himself laughing giddily to himself. He remembered how many tries it took the voice actress to record her lines, getting the nastiness in her voice just right as the conflict between hero and villain, good and evil, came to its boiling point. He and the actress had stayed in the studio until well after hours, fighting to meet tight deadlines and stay awake on coffee alone.

xxxxxReminiscing nearly makes Cainan miss the opening attack of the battle sequence. Having been on the team to test and troubleshoot the game before it hit the shelves, he knew this fight like the back of his hand. Use left trigger to activate shield. Press B to rebound her spells. Double tap A to knock her on her feet. Press Y to kick her while she's down. Repeat until she changes form, initiating stage two.

xxxxxStage two was another story entirely. The villain's attacks would be completely random, ranging from any attack the avatar had faced throughout the entirety of the game. She could unleash a one-hit kill, à la one of the previous bosses, or she could reenact a measly punch from one of the very first enemies encountered. It was Cainan's idea to code this into the game. He'd fought tooth and nail with his producers, who argued that no one would buy the game due to the uncertainty of such a fight. He insisted however, that very uncertainty was what would make the game appealing. The thrill of a difficult task, the adrenaline rush when one is genuinely challenged, the tremors in a player's hands when they narrowly dodge an attack that would've spelled their end, reminding them to keep on their toes!

xxxxxCainan inhaled deeply, then exhaled, grinning madly to himself as he sat alone in the dark of his apartment in the dead of night, playing a game he'd poured months of sweat, tears and heartache into molding. Cainan knew games. He knew what was fun. He would never let a game be released with his name on it if it wasn't a thrill.

xxxxxThe final boss released her next attack. The avatar, unable to outrun the shockwave, fell to the ground, defeated.

xxxxxWell, Cainan knew games, but he never claimed to be good at them.

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Full Name: Cainan Dekar Rom

Nickname: C.D. Rom - given to him during his brief stint as a computer gamer. Unable to make it past the character creation stage of The Sims, he quickly gave up but the nickname stuck.

Gender + Pronouns: Male, he/him

Occupation: Arcade owner, video game concept artist (stage and character designer, design director), sock puppet engineer

Age: 32

Birthday: November 15th

Zodiacs: Scorpio, Pig

Hobbies:

-Character and stage design (seven years' job experience at his current company, is ranked 10th in the world in Super Mario Maker)
-Personal design projects (dating sims)
-Freelance art work
-Sock collecting
-Sock puppet theatre (a dying art)
-Knitting
-Collecting old video game cases (NOT the games themselves)
-Appreciating but criticizing movies/pop culture
-People drawing watching

Personality:

Pride - Games, stages, characters, designs, kitting, socks. Anything with Cainan's name on it becomes a metaphorical extension of himself-- perfect. An insult to his interests is a personal attack on Cainan himself. Unafraid to bare his fangs in retaliation, one would bode well to watch what they say in his presence.

Distant and Avoidant - Approval means everything, whether or not a design is accepted, a proposal passes, or a project begins. Approval from others is what got Cainan his job. Interacting with people, getting their attention, and garnering their respect was what fueled his motivation to see work through to the end. However, he just can't seem to get the hang of keeping friends. What is texting? Are you supposed to reply back? By hang out you mean like going somewhere together? Cainan's avoidance of meaningful interactions make relationships hard to come by.

Sympathetic - Crunch time meant working after hours, body running on whatever he'd had for lunch and a gallon of sweetened coffee. Lunch was thirteen hours ago. No one in the studio could remember what they had even eaten. All focus pinpointed on getting the final drafts of stage concept art rendered, edited, and printed. One girl, a new team member fresh out of art school and the youngest of the team, clutched her head as if it were tearing in two. Her eyes, bloodshot, turned pleadingly to Cainan, team supervisor. She still had a whole illustration to begin and only four hours remained. Cainan, heart strings tugging, shooed her out of her chair. Go sleep, he could take over.

Giddy Glee - The final product, in his hands. His game, boxed in plastic wrap, had hit the shelves that morning. He gazed at the cover, an illustration of the main character running through what became the home field. Tangible results made his heart soar. Seeing people pour in and out of the hole-in-the-wall game store just to pick up their preorders made him walk out of the shop with a spring in his step and a grin untamable.

Trivia:

-cried in the theater when he first saw Wreck-It Ralph
-once knit a scarf six feet long for one of his coworkers
-is allergic to all nuts
-can't fall asleep without something covering his head- whether it be a pillow or his cat.
-was born without vocal chords, had a mechanical substitute implanted
-refuses to upgrade his voice chip so he sounds like an old vocaloid/Microsoft Sam when speaking

xxxxxSo, his first independent game pitch hadn't exactly gone smoothly. Big deal. Cainan was a big boy, an adult, he could deal with it. Trees, leafless as winter's talons creeped ever closer to taking hold, passed by in a blur as his feet unevenly slapped against concrete in his rush. A blue trashcan on the street corner, color fading along with the painted shopfront it rested near from overexposure to the sun, overflowed with discarded waste as Cainan, agitated, did not notice as he stepped on top of crinkly wrappers.

xxxxx"Dealing with it" never quelled the confidence-crushing sting of a unanimous "no." The barren path Cainan walked from C.H.O.R.D.GaMES' studio building seemed more like a yellow brick road of shame than a sidewalk.

xxxxxBut it was fine, he told himself. This sort of rejection always happened in the world of game dev. Brilliance was never recognized right from the outset. Cainan steeled himself against the bone-chilling temperatures, hiking his shoulders up as he barreled through the headwind like a lion in a sandstorm. He was not running home with his tail between his legs to the sanctuary of his day job, his precious arcade. No, sirree, nuh uh, no way. Cainan Dekar Rom never ran away. He would just waste some time, grind out some new levels in Mario Maker while his producers stewed over his pitch until they finally saw the light. Cainan did not create bad ideas. Cainan had never once in his life pitched a concept that would not sell. His games were the start of the revolution of new age design that would take the gaming world by storm.

xxxxxPerhaps the world just wasn't ready for a sock puppet-centered dating sim.

xxxxxThe frigid air gave Cainan, who had left the studio with smoke fuming out of his ears, a chance to cool off. He'd poured his heart and soul into his pitch. Socks were cool. They could have any kind of pattern, be it the physical color or the pattern in the stitching. The manilla envelope tucked inside his jacket, protected from the elements, was filled to the brim with sketched proof that one could create a cast as diverse as people. Plans, dark and sinister, slithered in the back of his mind about producing the game on his own time. That wouldn't put much bread on the table, though.

xxxxxHis boss, who'd been breathing down Cainan's neck for the past two months, needed a successful idea by the end of the week. The company needed something new, a spark of life to attract a new demographic of players. Dating simulators, a guilty pleasure, controlled the reins of Cainan's inspiration.

xxxxxInspiration. Perhaps he just needed more of it. While Cainan had found his sock collections inspiring, his boss hadn't, so it was back to the drawing board-- unravelling the sketchbook hidden behind the arcade's ticket prize counter.

Nate
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xxxxxThis guy was too calm, too cool, too casual. Cainan watched from behind the prize counter as his patron ran Pacman straight into Blinky's path. Cainan winced as the "Game Over" screen flashed for the twelfth time in the last hour. The mustachioed man walked back to the coin dispenser, digging around in his pockets for money. Cainan sympathetically watched as the poor fool wasted five dollars on twenty coins and lost another hour off his life.

xxxxxThat kind of determination stirred up the gears in the back of Cainan's brain. The type to keep trying, despite odds being against him, despite not having the skill to back his attacks up... The gears in Cainan's head slowly turned as basic plot lines and character interactions cropped up amongst the cobwebs, a faint spark spurring his pencil to life.

Gideon
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xxxxxWhenever this particular character paid his arcade a visit Cainan kept one eye trained on him and one hand on the phone ready to speed dial the police. He hadn't committed any crimes on his property. Yet. There was one time Cainan caught him kicking the Punch Out!! machine after it ate his quarter. Such a heinous act was grounds enough to throw his disrespectful butt in jail for a night, but the 911 operator had disagreed.

xxxxxThe teenager bought his coins from the dispenser and set up shop at a zombie shooter. Cainan knew from experience that his annoying presence would be there for hours, until he'd beaten and re-beaten his high score. With the amount of time he spent there, why didn't the kid just move in?

xxxxxCainan tapped his pencil against his sketchpad, snorting. Like he'd ever let that happen.

Levi and Dawn

xxxxxKids made Cainan happy. Whenever young children held birthday parties or just dropped by the arcade for a visit Cainan could feel his grinchly heart grow warmer. Seeing people appreciating the fine art of gaming so early in life gave him hope that future generations would turn out just fine... But then, there were the brats.

xxxxx"But I wanna play skeeball!"
xxxxx"What!? Skeeball is boooring! Are you telling me you're a boring loser?"
xxxxx"S-Skeeball isn't boring...I'm not a loser!"
xxxxx"Skooter, skooter, you're a loser!"

xxxxxCainan watched as the little girl burst into tears in the middle of his arcade. Her companion, presumably her brother, was perched up on a stool playing Sonic. He stuck his tongue out at her and waggled his fingers in his ears. Cainan loved kids. They made him so happy. So abandoning his sketchbook, he approached the girl to console her with kind words and a free game of Skeeball.

Thanks for taking the time to read through my form! It's pretty long so I hope it was enjoyable.
Nate belongs to Sly.Blue, Gideon belongs to sundayrain26, and Dawn and Levi belong to Baigel.
Thanks guys for letting me use them.
Also all art in this form is by me!
Super big shout out to Sly.Blue for helping me with coding and proofreading for me.

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The Name: Mercury
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Gender: Male
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The Job: Simply in small retail
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Date Of birth: Jan 17th 1993
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Wistful or lovey Past time: Painting homes place to intertwine

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Mercury is a plume of no need of high manner Enjoying calming and simple arrangements such as he doesn't strive towards being the owner of the newest phone or having a home four times the size than needed instead Taking part of in lighting view on someone's current grounds.To his utility Comes vaguely memories creativity and development, Though his low budget causes Mercury Constrains his objectives to his Town and neighboring towns. Mercury Had moved from an almost isolated vicinity taking stance in a more northern nature scene yet soon moved due to shifting of ownership of the land. Mercury Soon Found his family and himself has disported into separated parts among the city driven by finding stability in a new life function. Mercury Had began with little but a small sum of money being from his small job at a small clothing store near his apartment due to his lac of transportation and often using public transport. Mercury had eventually collected the funds to purchase a laptop and minor art supplies due to i being a small pass time and gained his access to view people with his new interests. Mercury's new surroundings have forced frustration him not in the normal of so many people due to the few he had been accompany to were family or fairly friendly gave a seeping feeling of home sickness, At one of searches Mercury had been introduced within a knew function of art persona the utility of spray paint. Though majority Artist where in need of a large space to call a studio and the money to accommodate that space and their supplies two things Mercury dint have capability to obtain. So He faced to what he could afford which is minor supplies and the best part of all a free studio the walls of the city. With this Mercury took to heat painting his new home with the accommodations of his history making ease set his mind at every time he passed the confined City forests Forced among the walls.

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How's it going?

Mercury's Connections with other plumes are vague him being a plume whom is attempt to learn self coordination and exploration and his current doings are not of heart with the law and prefers this to be self kept and has high mental vulnerabilities involving distrust and confrontation of aggression. At the most Mercury Will form a short bond with other plumes he meets on the street often having a curiosity for past placing and development of a person.Though to say Mercury's Avoidance of high amounts of communication have kept his doings silent wouldn't be looking at all of the possibilities. Mercury Has come into contact with the law or a number of angry folk most opting to a daring chase each time Mercury being able to disappear into a crowd or narrow is way around the jungle of buildings. Mercury's additions in the city's colors aren't his only focus. Mercury wants to insure his work doesn't go to the feet of angry folk and wishes for the capability of showing and constructing his works and expression and to do so plans to pursue his schooling And is currently saving his funds wit the help of family to do so.

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Sanded paws
Mercury's Old Home had been basically formatted by Thick woods, Many forms of wildlife, rock lined waters and a verity of interactive colors which takes play in his work and personal attitude. During his time before the City Mercury had related different components of his surroundings with his current mental state or expressive need. Mercury Stood at the water side singled between the rocks and small ferns when in a feeling of confinement and stress, Mercury being one to false his easy being is often pushed to hi limit causing himself to fall back and seek a shelter to himself before he'd be able to take another action, Heavy rocks thick bush and soothing water makes an easy setting for Mercury.

Forest
Mercury Had these masses of trees almost always in sight or ear shot. Like People in a busy street each having their own Thrive to live and contribute Each taking their own space either by branches or roots, some injured or in a low thrive and some healthy. Mercury took it to be the thrive of finding unique traits and growing himself to survive and have capability with others. Seeing That Mercury's daunting thrive to have people admire and challenge his artistic persona.

Lake
Always in movement and affliction of the world around it being a center star of its surroundings the body of water seems to speak for its surroundings. If Its in a stage of excellence Its seen in goo heart along with the rest if not its frowned open and abandoned in thought. Mercury Sets tis in view of best public impression allowing an illusion that al he faces is of simplistic result.

Wildlife
In verity its bland or bold Difference construct reason to strive.

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My Projects

City candle
"Once good vision of the city is shown it reflects the difference to my old home. My first Piece actually."

Defrosting Tree
"Sometimes I feel like I need to melt away even if people see me in a loose state eventually ill reform. My personal favorite to make."

Flooded Floor
"I like thinking living on the top floor keeps me away from the waves of people, Its weird They actually let me make this one"

Cliff
"Sometimes It feels hard to fall any further then the problems I face. heh This one took a while"

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We all Need to breath
Mercury Over all spent most of hours away from his living confinements considering the local vicinity more of a wide spaced home. Though Mercury Considers home a place of comfort a prolonged sense of dread , Mercury finds enjoyment in effecting comfort and understands that where is placed now will never function him when he feels comfort that's all he will feel witch would grow dull seeing what drove his interests in the city was to influence himself and it. For a comfort Mercury dedicates to traverse Beyond his average borders to experience new places. Often using train or busses Mercury Pushes himself introducing a new scene with new groups. Mercury depends on Motels or Hotels to stay the night the rest of the day spent in exploration and possible ideal art placement. Mercury's discomfort with prolonged relations involving others doesn't stop making communication with locals and learning to their home and belief of the comfort they fee with it hoping to learn something of hi own usage. In the end Two days or more in length Mercury Returns with his Mental finds if negative or positive Mercury feels need to progress and understand a feeling of and surrounding comfort and wishes to part this in his social behavior.
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The notes I might share

"Today I was confronted by a young plume he presented himself as Charcoal, I was told that my doings where viewed insult or just a vaguely rude action And that he'd prefer a clean vicinity. When asked about his town he spoke in aggressive ad defensive tone telling me the upgraded qualities to demand only of equal demand from its residents. I Told confronted him on his errors and though he left in anger I hope he stopped his actions of speaking for all. In all a prideful strong community not by a family bond but a need to impress"

Today Iv come to gain connections with two lovely folk Nolan and Tiny They told me of their yearly traditions with the rest of the locals And invited my participation and accepted. The Day first commenced in preparation starting in Nolan's Shop where restoration of costumes began with the assistance of tiny then allowing the younger plumes to choose and wear them to a larger gathering featured in a park near the town center. Festivities last an hour or two allowing time for he young to tricker treat so I took time to assist and communicate with the Locals. They spoke of a family like bond and friendly nature of most though being such a large community. I see them to comprehend that not only family can bond.

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And now Some future subjects... Iv selected two of the many places I had visited to paint. though not to dishonor or Imply my wanting of feeling at ease but to portray signification or their Local presentation showing what they have given mind to me. To this I select the local vicinity of Charcoal and as well the town of which I met Tiny And Nolan. The two Chosen show significant difference positive and negative In the Placement of Charcoal Shows their Excellence being shunned by pride and Nolan's Show Family warmth and respect. Im currently in the work for the stencils and paint but my mind has been set t an image for both places, In charcoals Town A number hawks placed to the grounds mean while a bright sky waits in an empty grasp showing none have the courage to use A gift that many cant understand. And as for Tiny and Nolan A Large Pine tree Surrounded by a collection of flowers each being of different verity this seeing they live well even with difference.

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Not so Great;
-Has bad Hand writing
-Really Bad snacking habits
-Royal Cheap skate
-Only wears Jeans
-Washes his sweater once a weak
-Can talk to Almost anyone for about five
Minutes then probably leaves without good manner

That's Okay;
-Generally positive
-Managed descent Grades
-probably One of the most focused at work
-doesn't Understand personal space to an extent
-Keeps his area Clean
-Wears sweater all seasons

Thanks for allowing this to happen and all who wished me luck! Though what iv made doesn't seem to be of highest successful manner I hope messaging of his reasoning shows, This allowed me to practice character in and general art and im happy for that but Good luck to all And hope all goes well.

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Charcoal Owned by Maka.Albarn Tiny and Nolan Owned by Me
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"take my love and r u n. . ."

name;;

Seraphim -- often he goes by Sera

name meaning;;

"The seraphim (fiery, burning ones) are angelic beings associated with the prophet Isaiah's vision of God in the Temple when God called him to his prophetic ministry" source Attending him were mighty seraphim, each having six wings. With two wings, they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they flew. Isiah 6:2 Seraphim aren't as scary as Cherubim, but still these angel-like beings sure are a curiosity.

name importance;;

Sera is nothing like his namesake. A wild party girl with few inhibitions is in great contrast to what is possibly the holiest, most sacred servants of God, and then there's this mess. Suffice to say this naming was an ironic one. !

gender;;

Sera is agender, he isn't fond of the confines of gender identity. Nonetheless, he goes by he/him pronouns

sex;;

Biologically Sera is male!

sexuality;;

Pansexual - Sera is babe in love with everyone and everything, It's particularly hard for him to fall for someone simply for their gender

nationality;;

American

culture;;

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religion;;

Sera is entirely void of religion. Despite his religious naming, he's neither Jewish nor Christian (as these are the religions that Seraphim are referenced in). Sera detests the idea of rules from a higher power, as well, Sera hates the idea of a higher power in general. Sera is an atheist and sees all religion in a rather dark light. However, Sera's respectful and very accepting of others as long as they too respect him.

age;;

An adult and a kid, Seraphim's only twenty-one

birth date;;

September first 1994

education;;

Sera's only traveled up to through high school. Never has he attended a college.

disabilities;;

Sera experience some ADHD qualities of which hinder his ability to focus greatly. Sera absolutely despises his ADHD. He suffers primarily with symptoms of impulsivity and inattention. Sera can control these symptoms more often than not with medication, but when he forgets to take it he's aware right as she tries to complete a task.

health;;

Aside from his mental health, Seraphim is particularly healthy! If we're referring to mental health Sera has some issues with anxiety. Previously he had to deal with both depression and anxiety, but since then Sera has overcome a large portion of his depression.Otherwise, Seraphim is pretty healthy.

blood type;;

AB

[Baylin]

Reserve
semi-famous racecar driver

[Calder]

hmm, i'll drop out, i'll use the idea for a future plumie
not to mention not having time

well early congrats and good luck to you all!

[gold]

Mark, hopefully I'll have enough time to put together something nice!