[Dawnbreeze10210]

Dropping out for this lovely, but I still love her/him.

Good luck to everyone, and if you need help just PM me ^-^

[TheGodessOfMischief]

{art by Niluna}

username;; TheGodessOfMischief
name;; Cecil
gender;; Genderfluid
biological sex;; Usually they don't tell anyone, but they were born female.
age;; 19
birthday;; 8th November 1995
sexuality;; Asexual Panromantic
pronouns;; They/Them pronouns.

{art by KenazRavenTooth}

personality;;

nervous;;
Cecil is one of those people who always seem to be nervous and on-edge. They gets nervous incredibly easily, they are very good at hiding their nervousness, but sometimes they slip up and show their emotions. They are horribly shy unless they know you well and trust you. Otherwise they'll basically give one word answers to everything you say, and will excuse themselves as soon as possible. They are extremely clumsy, and when he gets nervous it's even worse. Cecil often knocks things over and trips over their own paws. They get even more nervous when this happens, and will apologize over and over again. They stutter horribly when they're nervous, and sometimes it's so bad that it's hard to understand what they're saying. They prefer to be in small groups of friends rather then large groups, and they hate being the center of attention. They have a tendency to over-think a lot of things and this causes them to freak out. They twitch a lot, almost constantly, and this means that they aren't very good at doing delicate tasks.

motherly;;
Cecil is very motherly, and is very protective of their friends. They will often stick close to their friends if they're at a party or a large crowd of people, and will always keep an eye on their friends to make sure that they're okay. They tend to be the one in their group of friends who reminds everyone not to forget important things, and they will buy food and drink for their friends if they have none. They will jump to their friends defense in an instant, but they aren't afraid to tell their friends if they're wrong. Cecil is the one friend that others will go to if they need advice, and even if they can't solve the problem they'll be a shoulder for them to cry on.

gentle;;
Cecil is very gentle, and they will almost never fight. They prefer to talk things out, and they are honestly a little bit of a coward. They adore small animals, and they are the kind of person that will move spiders and moths outside instead of killing them. They love holding butterflies and small insects, but because they shake so much the insects won't stay on their paws for very long. This never discourages them, and they will just smile and go find another insect to hold.

curious;;
Cecil is very curious, and they love to explore old abandoned places. Usually their nervousness is cancelled out by their need to explore and they can spend hours in a place, looking at all the small details. They will quite often wander off from a group if they go on a bush walk or something like that. They have a very good sense of direction, and simply re-join up with the group after they've had a chance to explore.

physical description;;
feral ;; Cecil is about 3 & 1/2 foot tall at the shoulder. They are short compared to other Kiamaras, and sometimes get teased about it. But they don't mind their friends joking about it. They are semi-skinny, but you would't think they were, because their fluffy fur hides it. They

anthro ;; In anthro form, Cecil is about 5 foot 4. They are rather skinny and gangly. Their hair always seems to be messy, and no matter how much they brush it , it stays a mess. Their facial features are rather delicate and gentle-looking. They have small hands/paws and they are very soft with long, clean claws.

quirks/habits;;
~ They twitch randomly. They've done this since they were very young,
and the cause is unknown.
~ Their right eye is a lazy eye. It's not very obvious unless you know about it,
or you look very closely.
~ They always hate stepping on cracks, and will basically do anything to avoid
stepping on one.
~ They have a habit of clicking their claws in a pattern when they're nervous.

{art by Nixie.}

religion/beliefs;;
Cecil doesn't have a religion.
They wouldn't really say that they're atheist or agnostic. They just don't really want a religion.
They do sort of believe in the idea of reincarnation.

medical problems;;
social Anxiety;; Basically whenever they're forced out of their comfort zone in social gatherings and social events, they can start having a panic attack or else they will basically go even shyer then usual, and will just stay in the corner of the room until they can leave.

favorites;;
food;; Roast Potatoes
candy;; Marshmallows
video game;; Minecraft
tv show;; MLP: Friendship Is Magic
animal';; Rabbits
drink';; Coca Cola
color;; Light blue
youtuber;; SkyDoesMinecraft
song;; "Coming Home pt 2 - Skylar Grey"
quote;; "I'm not quite who wanna be. But I've come such a long way from who I used to be. That makes me happy."


{art by Xerberus}

companions;;
Cecil has two companions. Two rabbits, named Tony and Isabella.

Tony

Tony is very quiet and prefers to sleep rather then run around all day. He's very clean and doesn't like his hutch being dirty, so Cecil makes sure to clean it often. He is a little bit older then Isabella, and so he tends to be very protective of her. Cecil found Tony one day when they were out walking and they heard dogs barking. The dogs had cornered Tony and Isabella and Tony had tried to protect Isabella, but the dogs gave Tony the scars on his leg before Cecil could chase them off. Cecil took the two of them home and took care of them.

Isabella
Isabella is very excitable and hyperactive. She loves to run around and she is incredibly messy, something that annoys Tony to no end. Isabella was abandoned by her mother as a baby, and she would have died if Tony hadn't found her. He decided to try and keep her safe, and was protecting her from two dogs when Cecil found them. She tends to follow Cecil around like a puppy and sometimes they let her ride on their back as they go about their daily business.

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past;;
Cecil was born in a small forest outside the city of Queenstown, in New Zealand. Because of this, not many others seem to recognize their accent, and they often find themselves having to explain where they come from to others. They were the youngest in a family of 8 (their parents and 5 other siblings), and so they were kinda babied a little by their family. Eventually that stopped, although their mother continues to baby them a little.

When they came out to their family, their family was very supportive...except their father. Their father refuses to use their correct pronouns and still refers to them using their birth name. Cecil's mother has tried to get him to accept Cecil, but has not had any luck so far.

They currently live in a small beachside town in another part of New Zealand, but they still visit their family quite often.

tell us a little about yourself Cecil;;
uhhh me!? uh.....um...okay...i guess.

Uh...Kia Ora everyone, my name's Cecil and uh....I guess there isn't really much to tell about myself. I'm genderfluid, and this...uhhh ..this means that I basically have gender changes...The best way that I can describe them is that one day I'll feel like I identify more as a female, and maybe one day I'll identify as a male..and some days it's neither. It's alright if you don't quite get it though!

Not everyone uh..supports me being this way...mostly my dad...but I don't care about what he thinks! I have plenty of friends and family who do care about me..and they're enough for me!

I uh.. I'm really really shy...and this kinda makes it difficult for me to make new friends, but I like having new friends! I really like playing video games, and I..I uh.. I usually don't play online games...cause I get nervous...but I sometimes play on multiplayer servers with my friends. I .. I don't really like horror games..since I get scared easily.

Anyway! I should be heading off now, I need to cook my dinner.

Hopefully I'll see you all around sometime, bye!!

extra art;;
X by Bullseyethefox

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⭐️ Uѕernaмe:

QuantumNightmare

⭐️ Naмe:


So let's get this straight, she's not one for names.
It's Connecticut, or at least that's what others call her. It's not her real name, just where they first encountered her, but from what she's said she hated her name anyway.
Mostly, she goes by Connie.

⭐️ Nιcĸnaмe(s):


Other than 'CT,' which she's used for the occasional piece of shady business, it's just 'Connie'. It may not be imaginative but she feels closer to it than any other name in the past, or in general really. Perhaps it's because her close friends chose it for her.

⭐️ Meanιng oғ naмe:


Connie |coh•nee|
Derived from Irish Constance, with the meaning 'strong-willed' or 'hero'.
It may just be a shortened nickname, but it certainly fits.

⭐️ Gender:


Demigirl
Connie's not really one for gender either... She identifies as demigirl, a non-binary gender where someone only identifies partially, but not wholly, as female.

⭐️ Perѕonalιтy:


A strong-willed Kiamara (fitting, considering her name) who, it seems, no one is entirely sure why they love. Always quick to befriend a wide range of people due to her personable nature, though whether this is her true personality is never apparent. She's certainly an exceptional manipulator if not, and her high intelligence and lightning-fast thinking would definitely put her in an advantageous position. Tempestuous and with strong moral views, she is blazing, furious energy given form — with her tenacious determination and subtle but explosive temper she seems too much for even the place in life she has been allotted.
Connie has a fieriness about her, always ready to jump feet first into everything in the name of sheer curiousity. Though she may seem pig-headed at times, it is her immense loyalty which makes her so, determined as she is to protect her friends. She's the sort to undertake any kind of task in order to help those she is loyal too, without their knowledge or perhaps even against their will if she knew it would truly help, a bit of a loose cannon when it comes to that. On top of this, however, she's got an intense and deep-seated mistrust of authority figures that means she wouldn't even stop if commanded to. Unless the stopping referred to actually stopping the authority, that is. She's quite good at that.
Despite her outwardly petite appearance, Connie is very commanding, using her utter disrespect of authority to be seen as almost a role model and, as such, get others to listen to her, no matter what she may demand of them. Her strongest characteristic is the fact that she will absolutely never give up, no matter the cost, making her morals sketchy at best; the strict set of moral guidelines she lives by make her unlikely to be put in any such situation where this may create a problem.
She is exceptionally persuasive, but in an 'Oh geez if I don't listen she's going to shoot me in the face' kind of way rather than the conventional 'Ah yes she's changed my views'.
Her fiery temper and argumentative nature make her easily dismissed by some, something she loathes.
Though ambitious and proud with a love of confrontation, no-one can deny that Connie is kind-hearted, an absolute sweetheart who truly cares for the people around her, so long as she gets the chance to prove it. Her sometimes abrasive exterior facade can be almost frightening at first, but those who know her for even a little while soon notice how funny and caring she is.

⭐️ Lιĸeѕ:


Fights
Deeply ingrained in her very nature, Connie's love of confrontation has a tendency to get her into trouble, and indeed more than her fair share of fights. This would probably be a problem if it wasn't exactly what she intended. The fiery Kiamara loves the thrill of a good fight, especially a well-matched one, and so uses this method to actively seek them out. Where else would she find willing opponents to go all out on? Sparring just isn't the same, or so she claims. There's a certain pride that accompanies a well-won fight that could have turned dangerous, and Connie is arguably fairly addicted to that feeling.

Company
Though she may be argumentative and sometimes downright violent, there's no denying that Connie genuinely enjoys the company of others. She's a people-loving person lucky enough to be good with others, meaning she's very rarely without friends. Company makes her feel safe and calm. She finds it nice to be able to rely on others and discuss with them anything she needs, like they keep her from making foolish decisions. They probably do; she can be one to rush in without thinking a lot of the time. Connie doesn't like being alone partly because of this; she almost feels a danger to herself.

Coffee
Connie runs nearly entirely on caffeine as her main source of sustenance. Not one for the waste of time that a proper nights sleep represents to her, she'll gladly make her way through the day on four hours of sleep and a cup of coffee permanently present in her hands... And then repeat this routine until the weekend, where she'll pass out for 12 solid hours at a time. Not exactly healthy, but she enjoys the buzz that the caffeine gives her, how the bitter beverage instantly sharpens her senses and warms her whole body. Energy drinks just aren't the same.

Risks
A total adrenaline junkie due to her stubborn and tempestuous nature, Connie gets a thrill from taking risks, loving to just jump into dangerous situations in the hope of everything working out alright. It may seem a strange like for an intelligent Kiamara, but there's just something about them; it's like taking her disrespect for authority to a whole different level, something where she's the one in full control. Also, it's the same rush as getting into a fight for her... Just without the possibility of making enemies.

⭐️ Dιѕlιĸeѕ:

Being ignored
As one who is often surrounded by friends, the idea of fading into the background of people's memories is not something that curries much favour in Connie's mind. She finds herself getting fairly lonely as it is, so if the Kiamaras that do know her were to forget, she would be distraught. Other people are everything to her — she truly and deeply cares for those she has filled her life with. To be forgotten by these friends would be the ultimate betrayal in her eyes

Sleeping
Connie is a firm believer that sleeping is very much for the weak. She believes it a waste of time, utterly disregarding the fact she physically needs it to survive, something that causes her much frustration after the many times she's passed out for 12 hours and completely missed plans with others or work. To be honest it's a lot to do with her phobia and not just her irrational hatred of wasting time, but there's certainly no denying she dislikes it.

Authority
Ah, but what a surprise. The aggressive, commanding Connie has a deep hatred of taking orders from others? No-one could possible have guessed. She hates the very idea of people being in positions of power over her, as in her mind that opens the system to all sorts of abuse. She hates rules and being told what to do as they make her feel trapped. There is also the fact she often got in trouble for parroting the things teachers said to her when she was little. Authority figures don't tend to be the most open-minded and accepting people around.

Corruption
Maybe it stems from her hatred of authority, or perhaps she just doesn't like it when people are mistreated. Despite her own sketchy morals her viewpoints on what is right and wrong regarding the way higher ups think are very black and white. Anything intended to hurt others is automatically an enemy to Connie. When anything intended to protect others is corrupt, you can bet she hates it with a passion. If she could, she'd tear down the world in the hope of building it again without corruption and prejudice.

⭐️ Sтrengтнѕ:

Commanding
Connie is one of those people who appear a natural born leader, able to get anyone to listen to or even obey her almost immediately. It makes her nearly impossible to intimidate or boss around herself, but also ensures a sense of real drive and the ability to get nearly any job done, making her an invaluable asset to a great deal of people. Her aptitude for befriending others means she is rarely short of people for her to class as her team, and use to get things done.

Personable
It's really a remarkable ability, how she seems able to make friends with practically anyone, especially considering her love of confrontation. And yet somehow, Connie is always making good impressions on new people. Perhaps it's her kind-heartedness or perhaps the incredible powers of manipulation rumours would suggest... But her dear regard for her friends would suggest against that. It seems more likely that she's just an honestly lovely person to a lot of other people.


⭐️ Weaĸneѕѕeѕ:

Quick to anger
While she can take care of herself just fine, Connie's fiery temper and short fuse do not make a good combination in the event where she is provoked. Despite her likeable nature and sharp mind, all reason is immediately out of the window if someone makes the horrible mistake of challenging or insulting her in some way. It's got her into more than her fair share of trouble, a good deal of which her friend Cry had to resolve by spreading threats and rumours to the underworld.

Stubborn
Connie's the sort of person who, once she's got something in her head (her idea about sleep being a waste of time, for example), is not going to admit that she might be wrong to anybody regardless of evidence or argument, a particularly infuriating flaw in her character. No-one can make her do anything she doesn't want to, if she decides she is going to do something nobody can stop her, and woe betide any who ever dare to try and correct her on something. In this way she seems almost like a child, determined to have her own way.

⭐️ Pнoвιaѕ:


Connie, for all her aggression, bravado and confidence, has one major fear; the sort of thing that mainly small children are frightened of — she is deathly afraid of the dark. She's never been one to sleep much, but spent many hours awake in a darkened bedroom with thoughts whirling in her head. When an overactive imagination came into play and she became terrified of every little shadow, she also came to fear going to sleep in case the fears in her head were translated into nightmares. Either way, everything about the dark scares her: lack of senses, the way imagination tends to run wild, nightmares, all of its connotations... She wants nothing to do with it. She keeps the lights on at night now.

⭐️ Qυιrĸѕ:

Echolalia
Connie loves to mimic and repeat sounds; sometimes even words, phrases or tones of voice/accents, relishing the way they sound. It's a soothing behaviour of hers that never fails to make her a little calmer. Her particular favourite sounds to mimic are those from nature such as bird calls which she is liable to come out with at any given moment, startling more than a few Kiamaras around her. More often than not she'll default to her preferred sounds as a means of communication with those she feels safe with, meaning they have to pick up her 'language' fast.

⭐️ Bυιld:


She is extremely petite and has a fairly androgynous figure due to the level of muscle she's built up from various martial arts. Connie absolutely hates comments about her (lack of) height and more often than not they are immediately responded to with some form of physical violence. She tends to win.

⭐️ Voιce:


Connie's voice is high-pitched and relatively monotonous. It's not the kind of voice you can easily distinguish the speaker's gender by, which works in her favour. When she is upset her voice tends to lean more towards shrill, though anything aggressive she may say is immediately counteracted by the pitch of her voice anyway.

⭐️ Haιr coloυr :


Her hair is black with bright blue tips. The blue literally sparkles in dull lighting, just another thing that makes her appearance very noticeable. Sometimes the vibrancy of her hair catches her off guard, as more than once she's jumped at a sparkling strand of vivid blue hair blowing into her face.

⭐️ Haιrѕтyle:


Connie's hair 'style' is fairly difficult to explain, but it is, at least, consistently messy. She has spiky fauxhawk-style hair that is swept over and sits at about chin-level, with the left side of her head shaved. It's a 'intimidating' look to some, but those sort of people just serve to amuse her.

⭐️ Eye coloυr:


Her eyes are a vibrant shade of teal... aqua? Seafoam green? Turquoise? She's never really known how to describe them. They're greenish blue.

⭐️ Sтyle:


She likes to wear practical but slightly 'edgy' clothing, particularly in bright colours as she feels they accentuate the intricate black tattoos on both of her arms and upper chest. Her favourite item of clothing is a brown leather jacket, and she has a rule to only ever wear trousers/leggings etc in which martial arts moves would be possible in an emergency. This tends to mean leggings and shorts or miniskirts. She finds trousers restrict her movement a lot of the time.

⭐️ Acceѕѕorιeѕ:


Of any number of random accessories Connie could be seen wearing, the most likely are, firstly, a multitude of piercings. She currently has four ear piercings per ear and a nose ring, though there are no plans to change anytime soon. She likes the feeling of the cold metal and also the options to customise herself it gives her. The second most common accessories of hers are the black ribbon bandages she likes to wrap around her arms. They cover some of her tattoos.

⭐️ Bιrтнday:

Her birthday is Tuesday the 1st of December, 1992.

⭐️ Age:


Connecticut is 22 years old, though she appears young for her age to many due to her small stature and high voice.

⭐️ Zodιac:


Sagittarius, the Archer, ninth sign of the zodiac. Superstitious beliefs suggest Sagittarians to be magnanimous, reckless and extroverted.

⭐️ Cнιneѕe zodιac:


Connie was born in the year of the Water Monkey. Monkey's of the Water characteristic are said to be speculative, pleasant, purposeful, and with an understanding of how human relationships function; yet secretive, take offence easily, and can easily pull the wool over peoples' eyes. They are associated with the element Metal.

⭐️ Seхυalιтy:


Asexual aromantic. Her stance on romance is reliably "Who has time for that, geez!?" She'd rather have squishes than crushes, and is not entirely sure if she'd want to 'settle down' with someone in a traditional sense anyway.

⭐️ Cry:


The strange blonde parkour enthusiast known as Cry is one of Connie's best friends, also doubling as a way to get her out of trouble due to her — extensive and unquestioned — underworld contacts, though they didn't exactly meet in the usual way. Rather, she'd been on one of her usual 3am coffee runs and, well, it'd been fairly obvious upon arriving at the late night coffee shop that there was another Kiamara... sitting on the roof? In her hazy, overtired state, she'd yelled what were probably completely incomprehensible things about 'why are you there? how the hell did you even get up there?! Are you gonna stop me getting coffee? Are you a coffee demon?!' at the blonde, Cry'd found it hysterical, and a beautiful friendship had been born.
Now it seems they meet mainly in cafes in the early hours of the morning, and Cry always tries to get her to go to bed. It never works, but Connie appreciates the sentiment. At least she cares.

⭐️ Aela:


Aela is Connie's main gaming buddy, met at a LAN party that was held in one of the cafes she frequents. The sassy Kiamara with the sarcastic streak was an aggravating rival at first, especially considering how competitive they both are. The others in the group were both vaguely amused by their rivalry and vaguely afraid it'd turn violent considering Connie's temper, but it turned out their fears were entirely unfounded. Their shared determination soon made it apparent that they'd make a fearsome team, and the two suddenly got on like a house on fire, always teaming up against the others in group games. With how flirty they are with each other, the original group still make jokes about them getting together, but they're both mainly messing around.

⭐️ Inтereѕтѕ:


Interest-wise, her main interest is the field in which she works, despite its scale. Connie is a programmer/hacker, often called in to evaluate security systems or write new ones. The wealth of information now available to anyone with Internet access and basic programming knowledge is something she finds both greatly interesting and amusing. The idea of the Internet of Things connecting everything, with all systems having information on everyone and every user group, is a fascinating concept for someone who spends so much time both trying to stop third parties getting hold of information and finding information others don't want her to find, so she does enjoy doing her research on the latest developments in between the standard security jobs.
Of course, she gets the shady jobs as well, but digging up hard to find and restricted information for dubious purposes is kinda a thrill, and she's always had a thing for those.

⭐️ Hoввιeѕ:


Connie only really has two things that class as hobbies and neither are particularly useful to her life, or even productive... At all. But oh well, she doesn't really believe anyone has productive hobbies. That'd go against the whole 'not working' point.
The first is visiting coffee shops, usually in the early hours of the morning when she hadn't slept for a week and has a ton of work to do for client deadlines, but she doesn't discriminate. After all, she visits them pretty much constantly throughout the day as well. It's a good thing she has a steady flow of money from her job — she's probably keeping the local economy afloat single-handedly.
The second is video games, and it's a good thing she's not fond of being productive anyway, because she has the rather unfortunate tendency to forget the entire concept of time when playing games. A gaming marathon with someone who doesn't usually sleep during the week can only ever end badly for anyone who wants to play with her. At least she uses the night for something — finishing all those old games she never completed fully!

⭐️ Inтervιew:



Hey there, would you mind if I asked you some questions? Nothing major, don't worry!


[Pausing mid-stride with a coffee in her hand, the Kiamara with the spiky hair and laptop bag slung over her shoulder looks up at you with startled blue-green eyes.]
"Sure, why not. I'm not in any rush anyway."
[She angles her body towards you and tilts her head in anticipation of the questions.]



So, can you tell us your name?


[The petite Kiamara takes a sip of her drink, brushing a strand of her vibrant hair from her eyes. Despite her intimidating outwards appearance, she's smiling, albeit while looking fairly confused at the same time.]
"Yeah, it's Connecticut. Everyone calls me Connie though."



Like the state? That's an interesting name. What's the story behind that?


"I'm pretty sure that was the intention. It was given to me by a group of friends. When we met I wouldn't tell them my name, just shrugged it off. They decided where we met was the best choice for a name, I guess. Uninventive sorts."
[She raises an eyebrow as if daring you to ask further questions on her name, smirking.]



How'd you meet these friends?


[She stops, evaluating you with sharp eyes. The questions seem to be making her vaguely suspicious of you.]
"We were online friends, played a lot of games together. Eventually decided to meet up relatively equidistant from where we all lived. Which just so happened to be in a coffee shop in Connecticut. It was my idea."



You visit a lot of coffee shops, then?


[With the questions no longer uncomfortably close to being personal, the Kiamara visible relaxes and answers your question perfectly happily.]
"I spend pretty much every night in coffee shops. Not to mention day runs like this."
[She raises the cup in her hand as an example.]



... Do you have a favourite coffee?


[She smiles brightly, going silent for a couple of seconds as she tilts her head to think.]
"I mainly just order cappuccinos, but I do have a preference for a nice mochaccino. All coffee is good to me, even espressos and such. Just really need the caffeine, I suppose."
[She appears lost in a kind of tired daze.]



Bear with me here, it's another 'favourite' question. Do you have a favourite videogame?


[This time she is silent a little longer, biting her lip as she tries to pick. Her ears prick forward as she becomes more interested in the questions.]
"You can't just spring a question like that on someone, I play pretty much everything! On one hand, I play a pretty mean game of Halo... That's my go to multiplayer. But my favourite games in the last couple of years have been The Last of Us and Bioshock infinite for their stories. Oh, and there's this really lovely indie game from a couple of years back, called To the Moon. That was pretty cool as well. I can't choose!"



So are you a student or do you just work with computers?


[She looks vaguely puzzled for a second before her hand brushes against her laptop case and she suddenly nods in understanding.]
"I'm a programmer. Consultant mainly. I do a lot of work on security systems, a lot of which I can't talk about or I'd have to kill you. It's pretty cool, really."
[She smirks at her own joke, readjusting her laptop's strap so it is behind her back again.]



Thank you for the interview, it's been great to meet you Connie.


[She blushes and automatically brings her hands up to her face, grinning widely.]
"Thank you, it's been no problem. Have a nice day!"

⭐️ Tнeмe ѕongs:

Can't Trust Anybody (Now) — Jeff Williams


It's getting pointless
Trying to keep up this game

Broken friendships
Watching pleasure turn to pain

All around us
Lines are being drawn between

Don't believe them
They try to tell us we're a team

We like to think that there is something good to hold on to
One simple reason keeps us hanging on

They're out to break us down, to run our lives
To rule our minds

Our days of destiny are gone

But your dreams have turned to fear
And it's pretty damn clear
That you know you can't trust anybody now



Caffeine — Jeff Williams ft. Casey Lee Williams & Lamar Hall


I’m a cheetah on the plains, I’m the highway star,

A supersonic princess in a million dollar car,

Blood on fire pumping through my veins,

Weaving in and out while I’m bolting through the lanes,



I’m hyperdrive, overdrive, hit the gas at fifty-five,

Breakneck, trainwreck, in my presence genuflect,

Track-roundin’ speed-a-soundin’ electrifyin’ pulse-poundin’,

Heart-pumpin’ brain-thumpin’ watch me get the party jumpin’.



Caffeine, I’m caffeine.

Caffeine, I’m caffeine.



I’m a bad dream.

I’m a rad scene.

I’m a tad mean.

But I’m not afraid to take you out.


⭐️ Sтory:

"Connecticut."
Lost in thoughts that swim across her mind like idly drifting jellyfish, the last thing she expects is someone to recognise her in a coffee shop at three in the morning.
"Connie." The sound of chair legs scraping against the wooden floor rouses her from her daze and she jolts, glancing up in surprise at the one who now sits across from her, looking distinctly unimpressed. A familiar shock of blonde hair and pale eyes, teeth bared in a sharp grin that seems almost predatory — impossible to be anyone but Cry.
"How long has it been since you last slept? Don't lie."
She pushes a handful of spiky hair back from her face, sighs, pretends to keep her eyes on the laptop screen. In reality her gaze drops, falters and becomes fixed on the laptop's faded metallic logo; the shininess a beacon to her sleep-addled brain. She knows the illusion of productivity isn't fooling anyone, particularly not her perceptive and irksomely persistent friend.
"Four days." She answers in as best a casual tone as can possibly be mustered past midnight while sleep deprived in a strange cafe.
Cry's unsettling gaze remains focused on her, though the blonde lets out an irritated huff. "Is there any reason for that, or are you just trying to set some kind of record?"
"Maybe." Keeping things cryptic is always amusing with Cry. Not that she can be given any credit for the attempt; her short answers have far more to do with tiredness.
"Connie!" Her tone turns whiny, the way it always does when she's frustrated, and she throws her arms up in indignation, "What the hell?!"
"'m working 'Ry!" She slurs in response, tone unconsciously mimicking her friend while trying her hardest not to faceplant into the half-empty coffee that sits in front of her.
"Right. Found the secrets of coding in that latte yet?"
"'snot a latte. Cappuccino." And of course the only thing in her tired mind right now is pedantic comments. Fantastic. That's all she's ever needed.
"For the love of God, Connie. They're the same damn thing."
Silence.
For once, no drunk-sounding witty comment or even attempt at the same is thrown back at her, which almost comes as a surprise. Cry isn't surprised, however, to see her dark-haired friend face down and snoring quietly against her keyboard, a long line of opening brackets now running across the screen. She smiles, shaking her head in mock frustration, and fishes her phone out of her pocket with a taxi firm's number already on screen. "What the hell, Connie."

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The dull buzzing vibration currently reverberating through Connie's skull presumably represented one of two options. A, somebody is attempting to drill through her head, and B, she'd fallen asleep on top of her phone, which now happened to be ringing. Honestly, she can't help but think she'd prefer the first option.
Yawning possibly louder than is entirely necessary, she rolls out of bed and onto the (really unnecessarily hard why didn't they put carpet there geez) laminate wooden floor of her apartment, bringing her mobile to her ear in the same movement and grunting out what is hopefully a vague approximation of a greeting. The click of her earrings against the phone's screen is becoming the most irritating thing in the world right now.
"Welcome back to the world, sleeping beauty. Before you ask, I took you home in a cab, since you fell asleep in your coffee. And it's two o'clock right now." The voice on the other end sounds far too pleased with themselves for waking her up, making them very obviously a particular parkour enthusiast.
"Cry!" She shrieks at her friend's words, panicking as she tries desperately to balance her phone against her ear with her shoulder while pulling on a pair of trousers at the same time. All she seems to be succeeding at doing is setting a world record for Greatest Number of Times Nearly Tripped Over Self and Died (subcategory: trousers). "I have a job debriefing today!"
"Better hurry up then." There's a faint chuckle from the end of the line before it abruptly goes dead. Cry'd always seem to think her dramatic endings to phone calls substituted for a polite goodbye. Then again, the blonde was rather... eccentric, to put it lightly.
Connie snatches her teal bag from the sofa, pulls her coat from the hook behind the door and takes off down the stairs from her apartment like a shot, determined to get there on time.

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She strides into the building like she owns it, ignoring the mild concern some of its inhabitants seem to be feeling over her presence. She could probably own the building if she tried. Wouldn't be hard to get the security system down. Huh, maybe she should mention that to them sometime. Perhaps if they approach her again.
The lift buttons are worn with use and some don't even light up anymore. Luckily enough the floor she's going to still retains its working light, possibly because the lower level employees don't go to see the boss that often.
And speaking of the boss...
"CT." The man behind the desk says as the lift doors open, looking up from a rather generic paperwork stack with a twinge of surprise in his voice. "You got everything we asked for? There were no problems?"
Connie smirks, shooting the man a look of mock confusion. "You should know I don't have problems. It's all done, all on here." She slides a flash drive across the desk to him, mimicking the swishing noise it makes as it glides across the polished surface. "Encrypted, but as usual I'll send the key when I get my payment." It's usual practice with business people. More than one of them've tried to swindle her in the past... she's fairly sure Cry found out where the last one lived, but has no intention of finding out what she'd done with that information.
"As you shall, of course. Thank you, you may see yourself out." He smiles, picking up the USB stick and peering closely at it, as if the simple action could reveal the data stored within. She nods, flashing a smile in response, and turns to leave, tossing a single comment over her shoulder as she does.
"Pleasure working with you, as always."

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It's 3am again. Pretending this isn't a habit is getting difficult. Connie makes a low, continuous humming noise deep in her throat as she stares blankly into her coffee. Across from her, she is perfectly aware of the fact Cry's been looking at her like she's possessed for the last ten minutes. Finally she speaks, though it doesn't look like she plans to stop staring anytime soon.
"... Are you malfunctioning?"
Her only response is a slightly louder hum of dismissal and the sound of the other's head hitting the table, nearly dunking her spiky hair in the coffee in the process.
The blonde sighs deeply, running a hand through her messy hair in frustration and digging her phone out of her jeans' pocket. "Guess I'm calling a taxi again. What the actual hell, Connie. Pretty sure you owe me like a small dolphin in cash by now."
Connie half-opens her green-blue eyes and frowns, looking rather like a confused child in her sleep-deprived state. "'The hell kinda measurement is a dolphin?"
"Just go to sleep."

Hello there, and thank you for reading through my form! I hope it wasn't too wordy ^^;
This form has been a great deal of hard work over the holidays, I've had schedules and all sorts to make sure it got done, and it's rather marvellous to see it in it's completed form.

I believe an introduction is in order, so hi, I'm QuantumNightmare, an owner who has been trying out for around 2 years now. One of my own Kias, Cry, is actually heavily featured in this form.
I'm hoping to keep this section brief so I don't come across as pretentious or anything, so I'll just tell you that I originally decided to try out for this Kia because of the fact she reminded me of an 'think of a dream kia' question I had answered a while ago with the idea of a grey/black Kia with intricate markings. Add to that the fact this Kiamara's hairstyle is fairly similar to my own in real life (down to the blue highlights), and that half-shaved hairstyles are in my opinion the coolest thing around, and I never really had a chance really.

Starting off with the very basics of my idea and adding to each section every night, I've come to be extremely fond of the concept I was working on bringing to life, and so I hope that my idea of 'Connecticut' clearly shows through in my writing. I'd like to think I've done justice to such a vivid character.
Thank you for creating such a beautiful character, and I look forward to the results of all these gorgeous forms! Happy New Year!~ <3

— Quantum

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Possible Reserve

[BecNessMonster]

hehehe
res

[hiyorin]

mark <3

[Featherwolf.]

wip c:

[MotleyWilde]

Reserve!
First time a Kia has REALLY caught my eye in a while.

[quitting,,]

dropping out. All art I ordered will be going to IBiteBack ^_^

[inkyy]

resvered with the name magnus lightwood <3
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username• Inky
name• Magnus Lightwood
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personality• flirtatous•romantic•bored easily•