[Flowerdust]

reserved with the name Narcissa

[AlaskanAlpaca]

Ah, I told myself no but I want to try
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Gender;; Female
Short personality;; (can just be a few words)
Adoptive family?;; Castor and Eclipse(mine. Will add links soon)
Illustrated story of how Zayn and her meet for the first time...and what happens after;; (Please read Zayn's personality for how he could react to her)
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Hi I'm kdougfang
I am a current non-owner and this little lady
has most certainly caught my eye. I love
her simple design but also the intricate features
such as her eyes,feathers, and hair that make
her seem more unique.

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Her name is Sinon
Pronounced as See-non

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Well she is Zayn's sister so of course
she is a female.

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Sinon doesn’t exactly have one set personality, basically she changes based on her surroundings. As an example on a job she would be serious, clever, cunning and manipulative in order to make sure everything goes right so that she could successfully eliminate her target. However when she is not working she would still somewhat be clever and manipulative but also playful and rebellious almost like a mini Harlow with a twist.

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Harlow the Adoptive sister

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Chapter 1: "So i cant see mommy anymore..?"

Sinon was a tiny plumie when Harlow found her injured and malnourished since she had stayed to protect her "sleeping" mother from other animals. Harlow had found her trying to eat a leaf since starvation had drove her to do so; Harlow had spied the dead female in the den and there was no sign of the father anywhere, so she decided that despite her being young she would take in the little plumie as her own. When she went to grab for the little plumie, Sinon squealed in fright as she was not used to being close to other plumerians except her mom and went to hide behind the dead corpse of her mother to hide. Harlow sighed and went a bit closer but not as much as she would have wanted as the smell of rotten and decaying flesh was repulsive. "Your mother is dead...come with me and I will take care of you." Harlow said not really knowing how to tell sinon in a less blunt way that her mother was dead. sinon looked at the corpse of her mother and reluctantly came out from behind it only to scurry behind Harlow's leg...Then they left but Harlow made sure to properly bury the body as Sinon cried silently behind her.


Chapter 2: A dream is made, and weapons are craved

When Harlow brought Sinon home Sinon became quiet and secluded, staying in her room alone for hours at a time until one day she heard loud noises and explosions coming from the living room and she quietly snuck out of her room to see Harlow watching The Plumie with the dragon tattoo. Even though she was young, she was facinated with the how the girl creatively killed her enemies despite the blood and gore. "I want to be like her." Sinon said startling Harlow as it was the first time that she had spoken ever since she had rescued her.She decided that the girl had been through enough in life already at a very young age so Harlow decided to play along and said that she could become whatever she wanted to be, so of course Sinon took that seriously and took the dvd from the dvd player and disappeared back into her room. For weeks Sinon stayed locked up in her watching the movie over and over as well as making little gadgets that the assassin used such as tracking devices, identifiers, and smoke bombs out of childish objects such as toy pokeballs and a pokedex

Chapter 3: In which she met her match..

One day Sinon dragged Harlow out of the house saying that she wanted to spend the allowance money that she had saved up and wanted to buy something, but no she didn’t drag Harlow to the toy store as she expected but instead Sinon dragged her to a weapon's shop. She went up to the front desk and put her piggy bank on the counter. "I would like to buy a small pistol with a silencer to start off with as well as a sniper rifle." The man behind the counter looked from her to the piggy bank and smiled. "I don’t think this is enough little lady." He said slightly mocking her and picked up the piggy bank to shake it only to hear the sound of coins rattling around. "Maybe in a few years...or more heh, you will-" He was suddenly cut off as suddenly a shot rang out followed by the sound of breaking glass as the piggy bank was shattered letting rolls of $100 bills fall out onto the counter. The man looked down in awe at Sinon who had held the gun that she shot the piggy bank with and was snow examining it. "Hmmm I think I'll take this as well please" She said smiling as she laid the gun on top of the counter next to the bundles of money. The man just kept staring at her as he barely nodded and got the guns she asked for and rang them up for her. "No need to wrap it im gonna use it now. " Sinon said taking the pistol and sliding it into her custom made holster and slung the riffle onto her back. "Thanks dude! I'll come back if I ever need repairs." she said as she walked out the store with Harlow following slowly behind her as she watched the shop owner quickly rush to lock the door behind them and turn the 'Open" sign off. "Uhhh..so where did you get all that money Sinon? I don’t remember giving you that much allowance." she asked with quirked eyebrow as she looked down at the little plumie. "Uh..well i sorta hacked into the national bank and transferred some money into a ghost account so that I can use it." She said under her breath shuffling her feet before the sound of police sirens could be heard off in the distance and getting closer. "I'll explain later bye!" Sinon quickly said as she threw off the coat she wore to the store revealing her assassin suit underneath and activated the grappling hook then zipped off into the distance until the sirens could no longer be heard and went to land on a tree limb to catch her breath. "Wow that was close..." she said to herself as a sound caught her attention, the sound of a hurt and wounded animal. She stayed in the trees in case whatever that caused the animal to be hurt could still be lurking around. As she grew closer and closer to the ground she spied not an animal but just a large blood stain on the ground that had bits and tuffs of fur in it. Just when she thought whatever completely obliterated the animal was gone a shadow moved and a flash of silver was seen through the corner of her eye and she turned in that direction to see a tree branch being launched at her which connected with her head on knocking her out of the tree and onto the forest floor below. She saw stars for a few minutes as she slowly got to her feet and looked at the silver hiding in the shadows of the trees which turned out to be eyes. "You hit me with a branch?!" She yelled at whoever was hiding and took out her pistol and aimed it at the figure"Arent you to..young to be playing with such weapons? You can really hurt someone including yourself'Sinon rolled her eyes at him. "Aren’t you to old to not know how to underestimate things" The figure then lept out the shadows at her tackling her to the ground growling in her face and blood dripping from his jaws. "So he was the one that destroyed that poor animal.. she thought as she tried to reach down to grab at the knife that she kept strapped to her thigh."You have seemed to catch me at one of my bad moments, that animal did nothing to ease my anger so I might just take it out on you, although you would be my first...the first plumerian to have their blood spilled by my paws." He easily saw her atempting to grab her knife and knocked its holster off of her as well as her modified pokedex/plumie identifier switching it on in the process. A bright blue light engulfed them as the device scanned them and beeped to signal its scan complete. It then read outloud..:

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Zayn the dark type pokemon
Zayn is often known as arrogant,selfish,untrustworthy,haughty and his soul is just as dark as his coloring is
In his bad moods he get bloodthirsty and often goes after animals but never has he went after other of the same species.

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Sinon sighed as she had thought that she had fixed the bug that said that whoever it scanned was a type of pokemon, even though this guy on top of her could totally fit the personality of a dark type pokemon, but at least it was functioning properly in all other areas. The device then continued reading out his information.
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Mother-Deceased...
Father-Deceased...
Sister-Living...Now looking through data banks for more information.

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It was this information that snapped Zayn from his bloodthirsty trance as his gaze slowly shifted to the device."I have a sister?"He asked as he got up off of Sinon as if he had completely forgotten about her and went to pick the device up."It must be broken I dont have any more living relatives...stupid piece of-" He was cut off as the device beeped again...
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Dna match found!----
Sister.....Sinon
Last known location....3 feet behind you moron, do you not see the similarities.
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Zayn visibly froze and when he turned around he was greeted with the sight of Sinon swinging the handle of her riffle at him before everything went black..

"He cant be my brother..
After all where was he when mother was dying..."
(Heheh Cliff hanger)
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Feral item ref
Human ref
Sinon in her favorite hoodie
traditional shaded headshot
Emotion sheet
(All art in form by me)

[Arche]

Decided to help a friend ~

[DelightfulMelon]

Username;;
Name;;
Gender;; Female
Short personality;; (can just be a few words)
Adoptive family?;;
Illustrated story of how Zayn and her meet for the first time...and what happens after;; (Please read Zayn's personality for how he could react to her)
Other art;; (Not necessary)

res ~<3

[mui,]

Res with Yingly

[Chimericect]

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Catch me as I fall
Say you're here and it's all over now
Speaking to the atmosphere...
No one's here and I fall into myself
This truth drives me
Into madness
i know I can stop the pain ,
If I will it all away.
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Name ↝ Abaddon
Adoptive Family ↝ The Favi Family
The Adopter ↝ Soulfirewolf

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She is on the more quiet side, but that doesn't mean she isn't a trickster. She loves playing pranks and, like her adoptive family, stealing things. She goes for the shiniest things and is an excellent pick pocket. She can come up with elaborate plans to get certain things in hope to impress her adoptive family in which she feels like she owes for taking her in. When not with her family she seems almost lost, as if she were an orphan again. She likes to wonder what it would be like if she hadn't been adopted into her current family, but tends not to dwell on it for to long. She is commonly mumbling to herself, and when she tries to explain what she say she can't get the words out in the right manner. She believes she sees spirits, but it's really only her overactive imagination. They 'help' her come up with ideas and such, but don't seem to know anything outside from what she knows, which isn't always helpful. She- like her sister Maalik- is always getting into trouble. Wherever trouble is you can expect little Abaddon to have caused it.

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Interaction with her brother Zayn
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[aeth]

possible entry

[goneleft]

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Tenacious | Head-strong | Defiant | Strong-willed | Stubborn | Determined | Cunning | Malicious | Wild | Rambunctious | Bold

Rambunctious and wild, Zet has a knack for finding adventure. She is also called bold and daring because nothing hardly seems to scare her. She is extremely honest and very blunt. Tact is for people with good manners, and she has none of the above. Zet is energetic and loyal, strong and fierce, and she is always go, go, go. Nothing will stop her from getting what she wants as she can be quite determined and stubborn. She may be small, but she is feisty. Although Zet can be pretty amicable, when something irritates her, look out! She gets fired up quick, but she cools down fast too. Life's too short to hold grudges. Zet however, is very strong-willed and stubborn, and won't stop until she gets what she wants, and when she finds something, she won't stop until she learns it and practices. Like her brother, she is actually darker, cunning, and ravenous. When provoked (or less then that) she puffs up like a fuzzy cat to look intimidating, and will often swear. She's not very good with speaking properly, and had a knack for her constant swearing, even at a young age. She knows too much for her own good, and lifts her head with pride, acting like little-miss-know-it-all. If she doesn't know the answer (which happens often), she'll act befuddled and try to stall before she can make a bull-crap answer.
Aussie girl adopted to one loving parent. She grew up on the beach, learned how to surf, and worked around the beach as an apprentice life guard. She is a very talented swimmer, but she is good at almost any sport she tries. Athletic type, one who can rough it up with the boys. When she turned twelve, she came to America to go to see the world, and got sidetracked along the way. And who she found was even more shocking.

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The sky was dark, and the stars shone like a thousand diamonds, strewn across a black blanket. They were so beautiful.. yet deadly. Zet even wondered if they were crying ;; sobbing about the dark world they once knew as beautiful.. it was savage. A world full of grief and tremor.. did they even care? They're just stars, she reminded herself with a frown, and stepped up from her sitting position against the ground. Stars don't care.
She turned with a swish of her tail, and made her way through the rubble and debris. The towers of trash and scraps piled before her on either side; she was living in the junkyard. A calm place.. no one bothered her here, except for the occasional pesky crow or animal in search of food. After running away from her adoptive parent, Holden, she thought it was a suitable place to stay. Of course, he was very caring towards her, but a bit paranoid, and she knew he was probably fearing the worst for her. Yet no one would check here, and if they did, she could hide easily. Zet ran away from home a few days ago, only packing a few bags of snacks, canned food, a few pencils, a shirt, jacket, and a skateboard. Packed up in her backpack, she made the long journey away from home.



Stepping towards her tent and sliding through the zipper entrance, it tugged at her fur. Tripping inside, she nosed past a few things of hers, and then flopped down on her tattered sleeping bag she managed to recover. With a long groan and exhale, her nostrils flared with the last of her exhaustion. "Oh well.. goodnight Zet." She spoke calmly to herself, and twitched one ear. Before she knew it, sleep was lapping at her, and she fell asleep quickly.



All was quiet, and the annoying caw of Crows sounded in her ear, but Zet diminished it. She had been up late, and wanted to sleep. But the birds were always there, cawing at the crack of dawn, and she hated it.



The tent rustled, and a larger body--thick and black like a sick soul stepped in. It had pale gray eyes, and was as silent as the night. It's fur stood on end quickly, and took a sudden step back, but it's ears pressed against it's skull, and it's muzzle crinkled into a vicious snarl. Of course, it was much larger then Zet, domineering and rough. When she did not wake, it spat out a swear, vicious and threatening.



Zet's eyes fluttered open, groggy and slow. She looked up, and nearly yelped when she saw that--thing--plumie standing at the front of her tent. It took her a moment to register what was going on, and then, on instinct she scrambled to her paws and fluffed out her fur, crouching down on her shaky limbs. Her muzzle contorted into it's own snarl, and her fur was ruffled and wild. "What--what are you doing here?" She demanded, but her voice was wavering. She'd never seen something this big.. and she might have had to fight it. The plumie did nothing, and Zet was confused. She held her ground. But after a while, she took a bold step forward, and readied herself for pouncing. Instead of the plumie retreating, it lifted it's dark paw and slammed against her cheek, sending her spiraling to the edge of the tent. "Ow!" She yelped, and her eyes narrowed into tiny slits. "What was that for man? And why are you--why are you--" she got to her unstable feet and launched herself at his face, pawing and wiggling, slamming at anything she could grip on. Another snarl, and he fell on the ground, dropping his head and letting it loll, but Zet clamped against him to stay on. "Why are you in my tent?!" She demanded, letting her voice raise to a high growl. Striking out with her paw again, it slashed right over his eye and slightly under. Her paw pad roughly scratched over his eye, and he yelped furiously. Sucks for him.



His eye darted across her, clinging to his face, and his gray eyes filled with rage. Zet just couldn't help but stare. They were the same depth as hers, and she searched his eyes. Like her own green, but a pale shade of gray, though they were scrunched up due to dominance. She knew those eyes. Where and when was not an option and she felt a connection with him.. how she didn't know, and it was stupid. But she kept searching his eyes.
Until he jolted her back and shook her off of his face, pressing a paw to her chest and puffing himself up, his shoulders and muscles rippling, and a sneer crossed his face. "I see you are mesmerized?" He was indicating towards his eyes, and his tail gave a lash. Zet just stared up at him with a placid look. He said nothing.
"Mesmerized? Not likely," she shot back, and suddenly lurched forward, kicking her back legs into his abdomen and rolling out from under. Scrambling to her paws in a panicked fashion, she kicked out of the tent and raced through the junkyard. She knew he was close.. it seemed as if he were lurching forward and sinking his teeth into her scruff. She pressed forward and leaped over obstacles, and before she knew it, she was trapped with junk piles around her. Glancing at either side, she yelped and slid under a pile of boxes, cowering under. The plume caught up, and dropped his head. "Here kitty kitty.. come on, dolly. Where'd you go?" It was mocking, yet Zet was cowered under a pile of.. something.
The plume dropped his head, eyes darting back and fourth across the ground. After some time, it seemed like he had just forgotten about her, yet she was reluctant to run. Her fear was obvious, and by the way he looked, it seemed as if he could smell fear. She heard the faint grumble: "Great. Lost it."



After what seemed like ages, she was finally able to leave the yard, and she brushed against the rubble, emerging out from under, but when she just came out, something surprised her. A plume leapt out and planted his paws on her chest firmly, a snarl echoing, and the foul breath pushing into her face. Zet gave a yelp, but looked up fearfully. She was struck under him, and her eyes widened fearfully, as she wriggled back and fourth. "Man what do you want?" She wailed angrily, lashing out with her paws. Yet the plume was still on her, and placed his paws harder onto her chest. "Remember me?" His voice was an eerie silk; and it was a delicate purr against her ears. Really, Zet had no idea who he was. But staring back into his grey eyes, then it happened. The pictures, the whispers with her adoptive parents when there was a subject of the 'mysterious' plume, dark and secretive. Her brother. It was rare, but now Zet was befuddled. Brother? Then, she strangled wildly, kicking and snapping. Her jaws landed on his leg, and she tore, before he reared, and now, she rolled, and pushed off from the ground, sprinting and fueling her energy to her muscles, as she dodged through the junkyard and out through the gates, as she skidded across the ground.





It seemed like ages as she kept running, and now, she rolled into the bushes with a heave, panting. "My brother," she repeated skeptically. "My brother.."

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-----✕ name Blake
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-----✕ adoptive family ? Avril x

short personality wip; much like Zayn

other art

illustrated story of how Zayn and her meet
for the first time & what happens after
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