[Luscinia]

ＴＨＥ ＢＡＳＩＣＳ ☠
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username: CourtofLions

name: Horatio

gender: Cisgender Male

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ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ ＴＲＡＩＴＳ ☠
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→ A charismatic and polite fellow, always donning a gentle smile when addressing others. He seems confident in nearly everything he does, and is undaunted by even the most massive of crowds. Yet, he is known to be quite dramatic, and thoroughly enjoys any attention that's given to him.

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ＬＩＫＥＳ & ＤＩＳＬＩＫＥＳ ☠
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✓ Cats. He has three of his own, in fact: Dolly, Cosmo, and Lyla.
✓ Theater. Every weekend, he go to a play performance.
✓ Dungeons & Dragons. He participates in a session once a week.
✓ Ghost stories.
✓ Traveling.
✓ Attention from others.
✓ Crowds.
✓ Cold weather.
✓ Lavender-scented things.
✓ Vanilla-flavored things.

✕ Being ignored.
✕ Warm weather.
✕ Non-constructive criticism.
✕ Getting dirty.
✕ Arguing.
✕ Condescending people.
✕ Vigorous exercise.
✕ Unnecessary drama.
✕ Unrelenting pessimists, aka "Debbie Downers."
✕ The ocean- he has Thalassophobia.

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→ Taromancy. Of course, Horatio doesn't have the power to truly read the future, but nonetheless he performs tarot readings. His mother read tarot professionally, and he learned from her.

→ Ghost Hunting. He enjoys the thrill of wandering haunted homes, searching for signs of any kind of specter that may lurk.

→ Theater. He comes from a family of theatrical actors and actresses, hence why he was named after a character in the Shakespeare play Hamlet. He himself enjoys participating in local theatrical performances.

→ Dungeons & Dragons. He absolutely loves playing Dungeons and Dragons, often times playing the "bard" class. He also enjoys showing off his acting skills while playing, giving his characters their own special voices.

→ Fostering Cats. He adores cats, and while he already owns three of his own, he will often help in fostering more cats, helping them find their forever homes.

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With every echoing step across the old plank flooring of the endless interior of the abandoned mansion, Horatio's heart pounded faster, and the air around him became more constricting. It was once the abode of a long-deceased noble, Sir Graham E. Giffard, a fellow who died grasping onto an unquenchable hatred for those who wronged him. He now haunts this house. Horatio's breath hitched when he saw a flicker of movement ahead, something that glowed faintly, followed by the creaking of an old door nearby. Instinctively, Horatio reached for the horseshoe pendent around his neck for good luck. With that small comfort, he hesitantly walked forward, down the hallway, and into the room where he saw the spectral figure disappear. He nervously made his way into the room. "Sir Graham Giffard? Is that you?" Horatio asked in a soft tone, and without missing a beat, the door mysterious slammed shut. Odd whispering sounds hissed in his ears. Panicked, Horatio flung open a window, and, grateful that he was on the ground floor, leapt into the bushes and bolted back to town.

Most believed that this tale was false, but Horatio to this day insists that these events did indeed occur.

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[tcw]

➵ username ;; pastel ink ➵ name ;; Conner ➵ gender ;; male

personality ;; Conner’s mind is normally crowded with fears and worries, he’s often to jumpy to approach.
In conversation if you can calm him down, he tends to be very loose with his words and let them drop off. He tries to keep up with others but is far behind.
[48/50]

likes and dislikes ;; He often enjoys the brighter colours in life, the hold him captive in their trance of wonder. It leaves him breathless how small little strokes of a brush can create such lively worlds. Out of all colours he enjoys blue the most, the shades and tints can hold so much meaning. Darker more drab blues often mean sadder feelings, while lighter blues mean happier and a celebration of life.
Though these colours bring his world to life, he can’t help but be annoyed by those who blanket those colours. He often finds himself cursing those without colour.
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history ;; As a young child Conner was raised to believe witchcraft was the mark of an impure soul. Being raised on such beliefs brought him to being very paranoid of the world around him, he started closing himself off from the rest of the world like his family did. During the time of being raised his family kept very close watch on him but never really interacted with him over to give him his lessons of keeping a pure soul. The family was deeply afraid of Conner due to him having chromesthesia, or sound-to-colour synesthesia. When he was old enough his family outcasted him from the family thinking he was cursed.
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extra ;; Conner let out a sigh, looking out at the tiny apartment. An anxious and annoying looking kal was standing behind him, tapping her feet.
“Well kid, welcome to your new apartment. Rent is due the 20th of every month and you’ll be charged extra if you miss a date!” She said throwing the keys to the dazed kal. He fumbled around with the key ring for a second, standing in the vast open space. It wasn’t high-class but it wasn’t the worst thing in the world. He set down his backpack on the counter and walked around, finally being able to study it in full.
He walked in a full circle once or twice, before heading back over to the counter. He raffle through his backpacks contents, with many glasses and containers clinking together. He pulled out different herbs and spices, and a kettle. Starting on making a nice brew to welcome himself, to a new life.
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[♡Chocolate♡]

username:
name:
gender:
personality: [ max 50 words ]
likes/dislikes: [ max 100 words ]
hobbies/history: [ max 150 words ]
extra writing: [ max 200 words ]

[root]

username: sundead
name: rachel dana
gender: female
personality:
passionate - once rachel's into something, she doesn't lose interest easily.

determined - whether it's a game of chess, or her lifelong dream, distracting rachel from her goal isn't an easy task.

generous - rachel lives her life in moderation, donating most of her funds to to charities.

eager - despite her quiet life, rachel is always prepared to jump into any adventure.
likes/dislikes: [ max 100 words ]
hobbies/history: rachel grew up in the city, but found that it never really suited her. after finishing college, she moved to a tiny rural town where she bought a farm. purchasing such a large property normally would have cost more than she had, but the couple that owned it before were just looking for someone to take over since they couldn't do it anymore.

there's a lot of animals on bluestone farms, but rachel's favorite is easily the bees. they're cute, small, and the best part? they make honey! she has a few helpers that work on the farm, but beekeeping is all her.
extra writing:
rachel tugged the netted helmet over her curly hair. she looked something like in an astronaut in the big white suit, but the reality was a bit less exciting. nonetheless, she wouldn't trade her job for anything.



res!!

[found.]

i've already posted, rip

[avior.]

username avior.
name marlene kimberly
gender female

I FELL IN LOVE WITH A GHOST
[OUT UNDER THE MOONLIGHT]

personality marlene, or marles (as she's often called) is an
altruistic and dreamy soul. her mind is full of places she's never been
and people she's never met. her eyes bear a wistful longing and she can nearly always
be found with a head full of romantic and poetic thoughts. [49/50]

likes/dislikes marlene's extensive collection of
youtube documentaries and ufo posters should make her interest in the extraterrestrial
apparent. she's read every report and news article on the existence of aliens, cryptids,
and ghosts, and is a strong believer in all of them. she'll talk about them for days to anyone
willing to listen. other than that, she adores most 'underappreciated' animals, with a
weak spot for snakes. she's fallen in love with movies and books, notably science fiction
and fantasy. she adores science, too, and surprisingly, enjoys mathematics. she loves
the idea of love and all the people around her. [99/100]

hobbies/history if you haven't noticed by this point,
marlene enjoys anything and everything to do with the supernatural. this includes
keeping up to date with documentaries, news articles, and urban legends, things
she's followed since she was a kid. when she was twelve, she saw what she insists
was a ufo to this day. seriously, don't argue with her on that. she's an avid snakekeeper
and breeder and currently owns eleven, mainly pythons and other large species. her
parents never let her have one as a kid- which was probably the catalyst for her
obsessiveness as an adult as soon as she moved out. she loves snuggling up with a
friend to see a movie and will occasionally go out to a restaurant, but is overall the
type of girl who just wants to stay home and binge watch a tv show. minor hobbies
include flower pressing, painting, and making vlogs. [150/150]

extra writing
say what you wish.
you won't change my mind.
my head is inhabited by
crop circles
and flying saucers
and the dust of the cosmos
the spirits of outer space.

of course they don't exist, you say
why is that, though?
do you want to be alone in the universe?
in this broad
vast
and cold expanse?
I don't believe anyone does.

so, believe what you want.
as for me, I will always be
sitting on the rings of faraway planets,
riding comet's tails past rocky moons,
and letting distant stars throw light on me
as I search for first contact.
I much prefer this, I think,
to whatever it is you believe.

- by marles
[115/200]

YOU TOOK MY HAND AND HELD ME CLOSE
[FOR ONCE I WAS ALRIGHT]

[forgive!]

mark omg

[noah.]

dropped out uwu

[FNAF]

username: ωιηтєя
name: tbd, probably angelica
gender: female
personality: [ max 50 words ]
likes/dislikes: [ max 100 words ]
hobbies/history: [ max 150 words ]
extra writing: [ max 200 words ]

wip! :>

[bakuraas.]

🌸"Little Doll"🌸

🌸username:Golden-Boy 🌸
🌸name: Bisque Kachina 🌸
[ Bisque is a type of doll popular in the 1860s-1900s, and Kachina are messenger spirits from Native Northern Arizona ]
🌸gender: Female 🌸
🌸personality: [50/50] 🌸
Bisque can be described as three things, soft, silent, and sweet. She's known to be secretive and barely say a word. She admires from a distance, making dreams planning to be better. Her kindness is often hidden by her silence, most believing that she is silent to hide evil intentions.

🌸likes/dislikes: [100/100] 🌸
She enjoys silence, as it's the only thing she finds comfort in anymore, She likes to plant flowers, claiming that they make her think of her ideal lover who she will never have in her life. She likes to wear dresses, saying they're cozy and make her feel pretty like nothing else will.

She dislikes loud individuals, as it reminds her of the people who shunned her and called her evil. She hates only one thing, and that's those who are ignorant and unaccepting. Those kinds of people are the reason she's treated like a monster by so many kalons.

🌸hobbies/history: [150/150] 🌸
Her parents always called her their little doll, and for some reason, that calmed Bisque when she was younger. She fondly remembers one event, after a day in her classes where the fellow students bullied her relentlessly all day. She admitted that she was called derogatory terms, that she was bitten on the leg and told that if her parents cared at all about their reputation, they'd abandon her and forget they had such an awful child. A child who wanted to be such a feminine beauty when she wasn't born to be such. Her father comforted her and offered her to help him in his garden. Bisque, of course, agreed, since she always loved seeing her father's flower garden, and the thought of working on it was a dream come true. It was the start of a hobby for gardening that, sadly enough, lasted longer than Bisque's father did.

🌸extra writing: [ 200/200 ] 🌸
Dearest Father,

I got a job today! I was walking as I usually do in your garden, which I'll be happy to note is larger than ever, and this very handsome kalon was in your garden. Apparently, others had lived in your garden and didn't know it belonged to anyone. I tried to explain to them, and the kalon brought me to the others who lived there. When I finally got the courage to tell them what the situation was, some seemed scared, and other seemed angered with me, so angry. However, a very softspoken kalon walked out and spoke. He said that since I was the daughter of the original creator of their home, they should respect me.

One of them commented on how I looked like a broken doll. I started crying because I thought of how you'd protect me if you were there. But the Kalon who was defending me fought for me instead. It took a lot of convincing, but he eventually got me a job in the garden as a florist in their society. I get paid in shiny things! I'll be sure to leave some at your grave for you.

Love, your Little Doll.