[lonk]

possible res 8^)

[bullie]

dropping out QwQ due to time & how late i woke up .I'm using concept and coding on a different plumie.art has been gifted to syra

[kittu]

mark u w u <3

[zaz]

mark mar kmark

[Oh-J]

About Me: Hello! It is nice to meet you, my name is Serge.
Name: Alouette
Gender: Female
Personality:
Caring|Nurturing|Courageous|Spontaneous

Likes:
Dislikes:
Art/Extras:
All is a WIP.

heeyy

[rothbart.]

hnnnNNNN mark

[Sheer]

Archimedes is a very shy and awkward little fellow. He is a plumie of very few words, however he loves to discuss medicine. Once you get him on the subject it's incredibly hard to get him to talk about anything else. As an aspiring medic, Archimedes flocks to any wound spotted, he is always trying new methods to fix the injuries of others. His favorite injury has to be broken bones or anything that would lead to getting to open someone up. Though it may be a bit graphic he loves to get his hands dirty when working on patients, often saying that's why he got into the business in the first place. He never wanted to be a doctor to be clean, he wanted to be a doctor to save lives and expand his knowledge of all the ins and outs of the body.

Though he can be a bit air headed at times he is extremely love-able. Of course his air-headed ways seem to get him into trouble when he very often times wanders into places he is not suppose to be. Archimedes being the incredibly accident prone fellow that he is usually has more than a few cuts and scrapes on his own body, which he is of course overjoyed to treat and bandage. Though it's a bit odd to get excited over hurting yourself, most of the time Archimedes acts as if he doesn't even feel anything. Sometimes even giving a smile immediately after the initial wound.

Likes;; Blood, Broken bones, Sores, Gashes, Bandages, Injections, Needles, Sunflower seeds, The German language, Sausage.

Dislikes;; Hospitals, Wimps, Most cats, Bird baths, Safety, Following directions, Birdcages, Dirt, Rules, Bossy attitudes.

Archimedes tends to randomly appear without any notification that he was anywhere near by. He also likes to perch himself on random objects no matter what or where they may be. Sometimes in his search for a place to perch himself he will often mistake other living beings as inanimate objects and he will attempt to "sit" oh their head/shoulder believing he is much smaller than he really is. He doesn't really understand windows or how they work so he seems to more than often times run into them on accident. When angry he will begin to blurt out things in German, he doesn't know very much so it's rather broken but it makes him feel better.

His hatred of hospitals (Other than the fact that they steal his business.) began when he was younger, he was there with a fracture that needed treatment. However he took it upon himself to try and treat his own wounds with their supplies. Which surprisingly they don't like very much. He also took it upon himself to perch atop a blood bag. His weight lead to the stand collapsing under him and the bag bursting. It left quite a mess and we'll just say they were very unhappy with his behavior so he's no longer allowed there.

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Adventures on the Battlefield
Featuring Hecate; Owned by the lovely Mikune

Staring down the scope of her rifle Hecate took a deep breath as she lined up her shot. When she was perfectly aligned she pulled back the bolt to chamber a round and she checked once more to make sure she was perfectly lined up with her target. As she went to squeeze the trigger she suddenly felt a very large object climb atop her head. The immense weight made her body shift slightly and she mistakenly pulled the trigger. As they both fell to the floor she saw a mass of white and pink which caused her to shoot a nasty look at the blob.

Getting back into position and checking her scope she sighed and placed her forehead on the brick wall where she was set up. The blob which was obviously Archimedes perched himself on the brick wall and looked down at the troubled Hecate. "What is wrong, friend?" Hecate shot him another rather ugly look then got to her feet. "What do you mean what is wrong?! You just made me miss that shot, and you gave away my location...do you have any clue how long I have been crouched behind that wall?! Any clue at all?"

With his head slightly turned to the side Archimedes replied "I'm sorry Hecty, would you like my assistance perhaps? Maybe I can help you find them again?" Picking up her rifle and slinging it over her shoulder Hecate sighed and began to walk away. "No, trust me you've done enough today. Plus you know I hate it when you call me that." As he walked along the wall behind her Archimedes held his arms out and tried to keep himself balanced. "Can I at least join you? I do love to see you work." He began to almost coo at the thought of the wounds and the blood. Rolling her eyes Hecate picked up her pace to hopefully lose the bird brain. "You always end up messing me up or getting in the way, I'd rather you not join me on jobs. I've told you this before I don't know how many times." Much like a child, Archimedes just continued to follow her.

After tracking down her target Hecate found another rather okay location to set up. Looking down her scope she could see the target and surprisingly not much security after the slip up earlier. Attempting to line up the shot once more she began to feel something very close to her face. Looking away from the scope she came eye to eye with Archimedes, who which then proceeded to nudge her out of the way so he could look through the scope. "Hecty I want to see, I want to see." Shoving his face out of the way she pointed to a corner and told him to go sit or she'd leave. With a tucked tail and flat ears he reluctantly went to the corner and kicked a rock around. "You never let me do anything fun Hecty."

A frustrated sigh escaped her as she returned her gaze to her scope. Almost immediately a shot rang out and Hecate fell back onto the ground and into cover. Holding her paw to her cheek she began to curse. Seeing her fall Archimedes rushed to her side and demanded that she move her hand. As she moved her paw Archimedes examined her wound for a moment while completely silent. Unable to take the silence Hecate simply stated. "Well?" Almost unable to contain himself, Archimedes seemed almost aglow as he told her his conclusion. "It's beautiful...absolutely wonderful, a glorious example of a perfect wound. The bullet was so smooth it didn't leave any tearing just a perfect, slice, if you will...almost as if it were a fine blade."

He was almost trembling with excitement as Hecate just gave him a rather ugly glare. "Hey bird-brain, can you maybe tell me if my face is going to be okay...you know today maybe?! No rush." With a slight chuckle he turned a bit and pictured what he was about to say. "Of course you'll be fine, just a few stitches....sadly though it probably won't scar, unless of course..." Archimedes began to trail off into all various stitching methods and how he hoped he wouldn't stitch it too well so that it would leave a scar. Meanwhile Hecate just sighed rather annoyed and bluntly stated. "I hate you."

[joji]

Name: Precious
Gender: Female
Favorite animal: Birds
Biggest dream: To have beautiful wings
Biggest fault: Clumsy
Biggest ability: Kind
Dislikes: Snakes and frogs
Favorite color: Blue

[epimetheus]

username; gerard gay
///call me oakley!
past users; speight, mondegreen
owner of; zitao / bruce / november

name; cosette imogen daavid
///koh-zet ih-mow-jin dah-ved
///meaning of cosette - 'little thing'
nickname; cosette / gen
gender; demigirl / she/her
age/birthday; 16 / february 14
sexuality; nomasexual
///attracted to any gender but male
nationality; french / australian
///her accent is more french
occupation; currently jobless / thief
///due to being a runaway
location; it changes often / runaway
species; plumerian

not many know too much about cosette. she never spoke much to anyone as a child and, being a runaway, no one has heard from or about her. even her parents have forgotten by now. it's sad, but ever so true. her best friend burned all their memories, a scrapbook now just a figment of imagination. her room was cleaned out, all of her possessions sold, now belonging to families who never knew or cared about her. but it's what she always wanted - to be erased.

if someone were to remember cosette, to have a sudden wave of memories about her, they would describe her as cold. cold, and mean, and a general recluse in every way. sure, she'd show up to school every once im a while, smile at a homeless man and give him the leftovers from her lunch, but deep down this delicate-appearing plumerian is cold-blooded and laced with hate from head to toe. she will stab you in the back and use your tears to wash her face in the morning. specializing in deception and blackmail, this girl is never to be trusted or befriended. this is part of why she ran away - all the hatred for her built up on top of her crippling depression and she just... cracked. she just couldn't stand it anymore. the hate, the teasing, having to put up a tough attitude when really, her world was crumbling... anyone would've ran.

now, she is still a bit the same. snappy, grumpy, moody, gets angry at stupid things and relishes in being alone. in her opinion, running away was one of the best decisions she had ever made. it offered her time to think, time to recover, time to really experience the world. she is really glad to get away from her past, and mostly stay without contact of other plumerians. she's been gone long enough to make sure that no one remembers her, or ever will. she doesn't want to be looked for. she doesn't want to be 'rescued.' she wants to be alone, living her own adventure. and besides, she's gotten so used to sleeping outside - how could one ever feel comfortable in a house after so many years? cosette has come up with such a steady routine, one that would be insanely impossible to just break. the whole world is her home.

we all know that surviving in the wild isn't just a snap of
your fingers - well, unless you can't snap. but. cosette
has always used gas stations and such for food - and occ-
asionally a place to rest - but, what about when she's out
in the wilderness, needing to survive until she reaches
civilization? what does she do then?

well, the decision to run was spontaneous, but she wasn't
stupid. she took many books, a hairbrush, scissors, a cam-
era, extra clothes, some food, water bottles, a blanket or
two, a pillow, a map, a first aid kit, a large sum of cash,
and her own common sense.

she survives by stealing - honestly, thievery is why cosette
is still alive already. she goes to the city to steal - pitpo-
ckets are everywhere, and with the huge crowds she is able
to go practically unnoticed as she snakes her hand into
purses, bags, coat pockets. people think she's desperate,
but she's just trying to get by.



playlist;
• take me to church - hozier
• do i wanna know? - arctic monkeys
• summertime sadness - lana del ray
• girls - the 1975
• oh no! - marina and the diamonds
• cruel world - lana del ray
• chocolate - the 1975
• miss jackson - panic! at the disco



in human form, cosette isn't as dainty as most would assume.
she isn't completely ripped, but does sport some pretty good
muscles. her eyes a sparkling blue, her hair is short, soft and
silvery-white. her skin is a little on the tan side, and covered
in slightly silvery freckle-like marks. cosette has small, elfish
ears, and is not tall or short - just sort of average height. her
eyelashes are long, dark, and curling. the shape of her eyes
are large and doe-like, which only adds to her delicate appe-
arance. her appendages are slim and slender, very nimble. co-
sette tends to wear a chest binder most often.

as for clothing style, i'll put it this way: she's no fashionista.
her clothes are plain and simple, but vey comfortable, there
isn't anyone she's trying to impress, so why dress all fancy?
cosette usually wears skinny jeans, a tight tank top, and a
pair of converse. she also wears a lot of hoodies, sweatpants,
and tight tee-shirts. with her binder, of course.

she wears a bandanna around her head most of the time, and
it isn't a rarity to find a scarf of some sort around her waist.
cosette is quite a fan of bracelets, earrings, and anklets, but
despises putting things - such as necklaces and scarves - ar-
ound her neck. she us always found with a burlap messenger
bag full of supplies and such. something that many people
think to be odd is that cosette is a huge fan of flower crowns,
and does tend to wear them frequently. the only thing she
will put around her neck is her camera, which she takes a
great amount of photos WOTH when she travels somewhere
new. she hopes to scrapbook them someday.

likes;

• pink things
• soft textures
• adventure
• nighttime
• cute animals
• coffee
• non-fiction
• pillows
  dislikes;
  
• neon colors
• sharp things
• sweltering heat
• showy clothes
• science fiction
• other plumerians
• bad hair days
• orange juice
  quirks;
  
• never uses social
  media or technology
• has oddly extensive
  knowledge on nature
• drinks coffee obse-
  ssively - and alcohol
• never wears neckl-
  aces - ever
• swears excessively
• never curls hair and
  never will
  fears;
  
• drowning
• being chased
• spiders
  collections;
  
• old coins
• scraps of metal
• flower crowns
• pendants

relationships

bruce / male / owned by me
when cosette was in los angeles, she
accidentally bumped into this guy on
the street. he apologized frequently,
and then he bought her coffee - sort
of as a way to say 'sorry.' the two did
not have much in common, but still
enjoyed each other's company. to this
day, cosette still doesn't know that
bruce is a famous model...

zitao / demiboy / owned by me
due to the amount of cash she posse-
sses, cosette will often buy herself a
plane ticket for some extra adventure.
once, she flew to korea - somewhere
she had always wanted to go - and that
is how she met zitao. there was a mix
up and cosette ended up paying for zis
coffee to apologize - yet, they never
did meet again.

luna / female / owned by cheescake
luna. oh, luna. if there was anyone that
cosette would stop her travels for, it
would be this gorgeous girl. in fact, she
stayed in one town for about two months
because luna infatuated her so much.
cosette and luna did become good friends
in that time, but nothing more. and soon,
cosette left, leaving luna one of her ban-
danas. her heart still aches to return.

emmett / agender / owned by immask1
this plumerian was involved in the mix
up in korea; it seemed as if xe was dati-
ng zitao - though, maybe it was just cos-
ette thinking that they'd make a cute
couple. xe seemed pretty nice, but was
quite shy as well, so cosette didn't get
to know xir that well.

hadley / female / owned by kurloz
cosette had a small crush on hadley when
she met her - they were in the city and
the two - you guessed it - just bumped
into each other. they had quite an enjoy-
able time, but their smallish relationship
never advanced into anything more.

she'd have more relationships, but due to constantly traveling, nothing is permanent.

closing note;
so yeah, my form is finally over! after source hard work, im quite pleased with yeh outcome.
the competition is quite fierce - but this babe is such a dream, i just couldn't resist.
thank you so much to all the people whose plumies i used!
if the coding looks weird, I apologize - it was done on a phone - everything in this post was.
i wish a huge luck to everyone else, your forms are amazing!
and I apologize for not having any art, I was quite busy, and when I wasn't, i spent my time developing her character.

sincerely,
- gerard gay / oakley

[sinnadaddy]

mikune
male
archimedes


woops here i come

helping a non-owner friend