[SilentMelody]

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username: silentmelody
name: jīqìrén ("robot" in chinese)
nickname: ren or robot
gender: appears to be masculine
age: three months old
occupation: data collector
orientation: pansexual
ᴍɪssɪᴏɴ: ᴛᴏ ʙᴏʟᴅʟʏ ɢᴏ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏ
ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴀs ɢᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ . . .

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ggg 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢'𝐥𝐥 ggg

Jīqìrén was created to explore space, find other planets, and discover alien creatures.
He's able to levitate or fly through space with ease, along with the help of his lithe
body and jet-pack propellers. His laser vision is used as a defense in case of danger,
and he has had to use it against vicious aliens. Although his mission is peaceful,
there have been times where he's almost been killed by confused creatures.

He currently resides on the planet Phol'ue, home to fire-wielding aliens that have
taken a liking to him and are now showing him all aspects of their culture. In a
month, Jīqìrén will have to return to earth and report back to Starfleet about his
findings. Besides, that is his duty and that's why he was created in the first place.

ggg 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ggg

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[qin]

shoo t what a stunner, mark ;0;

[beeqlass]

editing out bc i lost, and i wanna use the coding for something else.

[royalpoppy]

Res!

[imperials]

mmm hecka wip <:!!
imperials

god your kal designs are always lovely red!!

creds ;; x x x x

[Cheeb]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀxx

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xxxTʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛ'ꜱ eyes lit up with excitement as the
magician beckoned him to emerge from the sea
of spectators. “You there!” she proclaimed. “I'd
like you to choose the next card!”
xxxInside, the magician felt an emptiness. This
isn't real magic. The true magic of the world
taunted her, just out of reach.
xxxBut, seeing the kit's endless wonder,
she smiled.

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xxxʏᴠᴀɪɴᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ she's no real magician. There's real magic
in the world; yet, it has only ever shown itself in small
glimpses. It teases the Kalon, letting her know that it's
there, but it never reveals its secrets. It taunts her,
reminding her of a time long gone, telling her that she's
nothing more than a phony.
xxxNo: Yvaine is a performer, shuffling cards and
fooling those around her with simple yet dazzling
misdirections. Her favorite trick, perhaps, is to pull a
copper coin from one's ear ─ it's a classic, and always wins
her looks of amazement. Even with her hatred of being a
sham, Yvaine feels a surge of pride when she hears the roar
of the audience. She can't help but smile when she sees the
faces of children enthralled by her show.
xxxShe doesn't worry about sustaining herself. Over the
years, Yvaine has made quite a name for herself. When she's
done with a show, she takes off her hat, and asks for a bit of
spare change; it's not a magic trick, and yet, it still gains a
reaction, doesn't it? Her nights are spent in inns, but she
doesn't mind. It's the thrill of being an artist.


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xxɴᴀᴍᴇ ★ Y. R. Horovitz
xxᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴs ★ She, her
xxᴀɢᴇ ★ Late 20s
xxsᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ★ Pansexual
xxᴀʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ★ Chaotic n.
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Pɪᴄᴋ ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴅ,xxx
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xxxOʀᴇꜱᴛᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ stolen thirteen years ago.
xxxHe had been Yvaine's best friend ever since he'd arrived at the
orphanage.
She'd been there her whole childhood; unwanted from the start.
Oreste, on the other hand, lost his single father at age seven. Both
kits used the same defense mechanism to hide their despair ─ acting
flamboyant! Their friendship sprouted, growing quick as a weed.
xxxWhile they fooled around, yapping away whenever they had the
chance, they were deemed trustworthy enough for the matrons.
Thus, they were often sent to purchase goods from the marketplace.
There, Yvaine would stop to watch the performers, entranced by all,
but the magicians especially stole her heart.
xxxIt surprised her when Oreste rolled his eyes at the tricks. "That isn't
real," he'd quip. When Yvaine pressed further, he blushed and stammered,
unable to answer.
xxxUntil, one autumn night, he showed her.

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xxxA ᴛɪɴʏ ꜰʟᴀᴍᴇ flickered in his palm, light dancing in the darkness,
as they huddled in an alleyway. Yvaine was enthralled by the fire, her
eyes sparkling. "My father was teaching me," said Oreste, proudly,
"but... they found him."
xxx"Who? Who found him?"
xxxShe never found out.
xxxThe next morning, Oreste was gone; no explanation was given by
the matrons. Thus, Yvaine dedicated herself to someday learning the
secrets of the magic. She knew that she had to find him again.


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thank you for reading! ♥

[rutilant]

u know i'm gonna res so ha r d

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[Svetigris]

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