[Wafflez2]

Name: Blurr Pastel
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Likes:
-The color black
-Baked Goods
-sunsets
-dubstep
-Loneliness
-Quietness
Dislikes:
-Sheep
-Groups
-Summer
-People
-Loudness
-Rudeness
Relationships:
Saiya:
There more good friends. they often talk together having they like the same things.
she shows that she dislikes how safe she is but on the inside, she likes it. they often
goof around together. they used to play games like hide-and-seek together when they
where kids. she doesn't really like it that she is always traveling around everywhere.
Huo:
They are most likely described as enemies. she says she is way to social for her and
spends to much time doing sports. they often battle using words and often calls her
rude and selfish. she also dislikes that she is a elementary art teacher. she thinks that
all she does is get peed on all day long. huo's attitude problem doesn't help either,
it just makes it much more worse.

Personality:
She is a very quite plumerian, she dislikes anything to do with talking. to go with the she very shy, not the person to open to you right away. but if you gain her trust, and her should she would be a loud plumerian and probably yell at you for not important reasons. she is bold and gets what she wants. she does not take no as a answer. she is a secretive plumerian and has things she can not share. if you are her friend, you can agree that she can be rude at times and stubborn. she is also very sarcastic and she says its natural.
Pets:
she has a pet snail she calls romane
sexuality:
Pansexual

[jayus]

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- By Nate Ruess
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username; pipsqueak99.
name; nikita nikonov.
gender; designated male at birth, identifies as agender.
pronouns; they/them, although nikita is fine with he/him from those who don't know yet.
sexual/romantic orientation; demisexual homoromantic.
age; unknown. nikita has no birth certificates or anything like that.

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CURRENT PERSONALITY
reserved; nikita is incredibly cynical, always questioning the motives of others. a learned trait, it often leads them to talking in circles or hiding truth under heavy layers of sarcasm, half truths, and a mask of intimidating facial expressions. because these often get others interested and forcing more interaction (exactly what they were attempting to circumvent), they've taken to staying quieter in groups of people. in smaller settings, they've mastered directing conversations and become much less foreboding and dark. however, they do try to avoid questions about their past and often revert to the imposing silence reserved for group settings when pestered about the past.

logical; nikita is always focused on problem solving to the point where everything appears as a problem to them. getting groceries, talking to people, finding a living situation-if it exists as something nikita needs to do, it's a problem. hence, they almost always have an intense focus about them as they calculate everything. when forced to explain their motives, they used to say 'it's only logical'. it wasn't until recently that they stopped saying that in the understood languages of whomever they're speaking too (example, they'll say it in russian while speaking to an american who doesn't speak russian). they don't want to be quoting this "spock" character-what even is star trek? their aversion to something whimsical only adds to their automatic, robotic manner.

socially inept; due to their odd mannerisms and recent transition from a completely different culture, nikita is incredibly awkward at the moment. they're often fumbling for words ('how do you say... da vilka? the fork, yes, the fork'), messing up phrasing ('there is not i think noodles much?'), and otherwise making a fool of themselves despite the intelligent surface they desperately want to present. they've almost always been ostracized from those their own age, and so by now it's a sort of quiet sadness that they just live with. it's not that they're not trying-they really are-it's just not working out for them. they often ask inappropriate questions, unaware that they're committing a social blunder. nobody's really brave enough to explain it to them though-they just have an intimidating, overbearing air to them.

stubborn; despite their language obstacles, nikita is still persistently sticking with trying to communicate effectively and make friends. it's not working too well so far, but their incredible willpower is helping out with the rest of their life. they've managed to get both a job and a place to live, and found a place where they can pick up a better learning of english than they had previously. this willpower also extends to when they want something, or are arguing with somebody. despite the language barricade, nikita hates to lose and will often have the conversation in both of their languages until the person stops arguing. while already a blunt person in general, they get even more blunt and straightfowards when arguing or asking questions.

clever; nikita is always thinking up unique ways to go about something. adapt and overcome was something they lived by in the past and still continue today. they've used their brain for escaping trouble in the past, and now hope to turn it to 'better of use'. this often leads to slapdash homemade inventions wrought from the miracle of ductape and whatever else was on hand-and it usually easily fills the purpose it was made for. this manifests in various pieces of paper with elegant russian cursive floating around. when read, the papers whisper secrets from the past and escape plans from the future. having so many escape plans and scenarios written out helps to calm the paranoia that often grips nikita.

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By SoulFireWolf

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EARLY BACKSTORY
childhood; nikita spent their early childhood in an orphanage, in the middle of novosibirsk (one of russia's largest cities). they didn't mind it at all-there was no freezing to death on the streets, less starving, and they were relatively well cared for. they spent most of their time purposefully apart from the other children, as they were rather in denial of the fact that they were an orphan. to this day, they still insist that their parents had simply gone missing instead of being jailed for lack of fine paying. by now, they've all but forgotten most of their childhood, so it really doesn't matter to them. their only regret is that they weren't adopted by an american family like some of the others. perhaps they could have escaped what was yet to come. while they didn't have much of an education at this point, they did learn very basic fundamentals.

teenaged years; kita was adopted in his teenaged years. however, the couple wasn't what they appeared. back when this was happening, background checks in russia weren't the greatest around. so, nikita was picked up by two heads of an organized criminal group that dabbled in basically everything that the other groups tried to monopolize. as a teen, nikita was ecstatic over the fact that he had been adopted in the first place. the couple kept nikita in the dark at first, but slowly started introducing him to their life. having formed what he thought was an emotional bond with them, nikita gladly went along with it, beginning to see this as a normal thing. before he knew it, he was rapidly approaching his adult years with a lot of street smarts and very limited book smarts outside of reading and writing in russian, and basic arithmetic.

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LATER BACKSTORY
the wakeup call; nikita's wakeup call happened slowly, over a period of time. such resolute belief that their career was completely justified wasn't something that could happen overnight. the first seeds of doubt were planted when the legislature actually started trying to crack down on organized crimes. those who were caught almost always went to jail... if they were still alive for that. nikita started seeing the impact their actions had on families-it left children in the orphanage, the way nikita had been left in the orphanage many years ago. other small events happened-somebody in america mentioning their dislike of organized crime in a speech or an article. the stone of nikita's devotion started crumbling. the final straw came when nikita found themselves in a hospital, fading in and out of consciousness and fighting for their life instead of fighting for their boss's success. when you're stuck in a hospital with no visitors outside of the nurse, you gain more and more time to think. and that's exactly what happened to nikita. the freedom to think lead to hours of doubt, doubt, doubt; that terrible doubt that had been lurking in their mind over the years now grew and encompassed all of their thoughts, until they couldn't take it anymore. that was their breaking point. they had to get out.

the escape; as soon as they could walk, nikita left the confines of the hospital without checking out. they went straight home, got a whole disguise going, packed what they could (including rather large sums of money), and then started to leave. it was time to vanish first, it was a journey by small means of transport to another country. they went into kakhastan, back into russia, then into the ukraine, before making it into hungary. from there, nikita managed to arrange transportation to america. once there, they stayed at a homeless shelter and sought out a room mate. the journey had been arduous, spanning over 6 months at the very least. nikita wasn't sure-everything had become a blur as they hid from those they sought to escape.

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By the birb

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GETTING SETTLED
finding a room mate; nikita managed to find a roommate through an advertisement. 'looking for a roommate who likes lizards, routine, and math. nikita didn't have much above a basic understanding of math and therefore couldn't really hate math, they were okay with routine, and lizards could probably be avoided easily. so he applied, slowly managing to fill out the form and send it in. about a week later, nikita was informed that they had been chosen to be a roommate/companion and could now move in.

moving in; elliot seemed appalled that the entirety of nikita's life currently fit into one single suitcase. he promptly decided that no, nikita didn't actually have to pay rent-at least until nikita was on their feet again and could handle it. in the meanwhile, their rent would be 'learning math and english'-the math taught by elliot (a math teacher) and the english (reading, writing, and speech) taught through a program for adults trying to learn better english. nikita found that elliot held a certain fascination for russian cursive, and would sometimes just write nonsense for elliot to admire.

getting up; as nikita settled in and started interacting with elliot on a regular basis, their personality began to shift. less defensive and more open to interaction, they began to attempt to interact with others (as elliot encouraged it). they're still stubborn when it comes to winning arguments and such, although they've started allowing elliot to win some. overall, they're starting to become a much friendlier person in general thanks to their interactions with elliot.

relationship; after a couple of years of living with elliot, nikita spilled it all in one sitting-they sat down with elliot and told him everything from their past. it all made sense to elliot (why his roommate was so tense, had set up surveillance, and seemed to be flighty in general) and he started trying to help nikita stop living so tensely. he's the only one capable of calming nikita down from a fit of paranoia (especially the large ones), so nikita doesn't plan on moving out until they can find somebody else who can work the same wonders that elliot can.

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MOVING ON
plans for the future; nikita isn't quite sure about settling in with a family. they don't feel as though they'll be emotionally ready for a steady relationship any time soon, let alone a family with kids. this is partially due to what they remember of their childhood-what if they suddenly vanished on their kids for any circumstances and left them with the same emotional burden they had to bear? nikita just isn't ready to handle all of the emotional duress-they're too scared. jobwise, nikita's considering working as an informant for some sort of criminal-catching organization. they see it as a sort of repentance-their way of working towards forgiving themselves for the crimes they had committed.

schooling; nikita wants to go to college as soon as they've got enough english under their belt to do so. it would just be a community college so that they could afford it, and say that they have a degree in something. nikita will major in criminal studies of some sort, having extensive know-how about the field much to their own distaste. it may be "cheating" to have more life experience in the field than the other students, but nikita doesn't care at this point-anything they can get they can and will take. if it can help them repent for their past, they'll do it.

moral code; nikita's haunted with guilt from the past, and currently hold themselves to a strict moral code. insults don't fall from their mouth intentionally, and they ask about anything being given to them, trying to make sure they aren't doing anything wrong by accepting it. when not arguing with somebody, they're often polite and apologize almost too often for their english ('my english, please pardon it, it is not zhe best'). others try to reassure them when they've transgressed the boundaries they set for themselves (they often find themselves feeling guilty that they've hurt somebody that isn't a criminal), but this often leaves them distraught and withdrawn for the rest of the day.

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elliot found a typo and made nikita fix it >->

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anthro; nikita is about 5'9", an average height for guys they're alright with this height, as it's generally a bit above the height of others and they can see over crowds. nikita used to paint their face with white paint (as seen to the left), and often went out in public as such. now that they live in america, they only partake in this during that odd holiday of "halloween". because of their background, they have well defined muscles that aren't too overwhelming. their hair is spikey and unruly-it often resumes its natural state immediately after being brushed. they tend to dress in loser clothing (often wearing plaid shirts), a habit formed from having to smuggle items and weaponry in the past. at night, they sleep much better in cooler environments and have dressed accordingly; simple boxers work (and they always have a set of clothes laid out to quickly get into should something emerge in the night).

anthro items/style; link to quad ref! nikita always carries a messenger bag on them. countless things could be in there, from weapons (nik hasn't outgrown the compulsive weapon-collecting yet, although it's legal this time), to food, to money, to maybe something they're couriering for somebody. there's usually a concealed weapon somewhere on their body, although they make sure to leave hints that its there. they will immediately surrender their weapons if approached by a police officer. nikita actually has a singular piercing in their left ear, and wears a set of dogtags. one is their old identity from when they were still in russia (they only feel safe wearing it because it's in russian). they keep this as a sort of reminder of the conditions they left, and the crimes they rejected. the other is their current identity (in english), to remind them that they're made again, and moving forwards with a better life. some other things they may occasionally don include body armor (on their paranoid days, when they think people from their past are catching up), heavy boots (military boots, almost always), and sometimes a tie (.... sometimes nikita wants to look "fancy", but they have a really odd taste in tie length). to add to their generally quirky appearance, they also wear no less than four watches on their left arm. one is set to their current time zone in 12 hour time, one is set to their current time zone in military time, and then they have the same for russia.

quad; in a quad form, nikita tends to keep their tail either curled up (think like a husky) or tucked between their legs depending on the situation. their worst enemy is humidity-because of their thick, long fur, humid conditions tend to make their life miserable. just imagine a brightly colored angoran rabbit, and you've got the equivalent of nikita in the humidity. when it gets to be too much, they'll shave the fur off of their entire body and just appear... naked until it starts growing back in.

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habits; nikita has some odd habits garnered from their time in russia. a lot of them are paranoia-induced, such as their tendency towards walking widely around corners. it's too easy to run into somebody if you cut the corner sharp, and therefore too easy to walk straight into a knife. their living quarters are generally very neat and tidy, and a suitcase sits in the corner, packed with money and other necessities in case of emergencies. if they're feeling cornered or trapped, their hand will often float towards whatever weapon they have, and they can be seem rubbing at the skin around the weapon, as if massaging it or pushing it back from the weapon. another nervous tick includes biting on their lips or the insides of their cheeks (the cheeks are chewed more often and have calluses of a sort built up).

hobbies; during their free time, nikita has picked up scuba diving. it was always too cold for this in russia, and so the idea of being under the water for extended periods of time always fascinated them. they may also try odd arts and crafts, from playing with little pom pom balls to knitting. paranoia-induced habits include patrolling elliot's house, doing surveillance, and trying to build a bunker somewhere on the grounds of the property.

fears; nikita has an almost constant fear that they're going to be found by somebody from their past. this caused a lot of their uptight appearance and odd habits, as they're afraid of leaking information that could get them caught or anything like that. nikita is also (oddly) intimidated by butterflies-the erratic flight patterns coupled with the bright colors just always seemed sinister to nik.

flaws; nikita has a tendency to try and question anybody suspicious. this has left a grandmother in tears, as she was "just trying to sell some cookies" (her persistence lead nikita to believe she was trying to poison them). nik's questioning is usually grueling and piercing, as they often questioned people back in russia. after they've decided that the trigger wasn't a threat, they often quickly shift their demeanor, and become incredibly apologetic. sometimes they'll burst out with a stream of 'sorry's and just run for it, angry at themselves for jumping to the wrong conclusion and then subjecting the person to questioning.

strengths; despite their fears, nikita is actually quite adept at keeping secrets. if you tell them a story, it's not falling from their lips until you give them permission to do so. most don't get the opportunity to place their trust in nik though, as nik doesn't trust people enough to believe that they trust him. one would think that this strength would lessen nikita's paranoia, but it really doesn't. nikita is also quite adept at recognizing large patterns that aren't easily seen. in the future, this will be turned to helping track down criminals both of petty crimes and major crimes.

coping mechanisms; whenever nikita gets too anxious and elliot isn't available, they often turn to music. sometimes it's just listening to a nice russian ballet, sometimes it's trying to write a song (but always giving up, no matter how pretty the song). recently, they've discovered nate ruess and his songs, and often can be found listening to a single one of his songs on repeat. their favorite playlist includes his grand romantic album, the soundtrack from their favorite ballet, and various other songs that are calming and relaxing. sometimes, when they're relaxed enough they can be found doing a form of freestyle dance. the song they turn to the most often is 'AhHa' [nate ruess], as they identify strongly with the lyrics.

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By the birb

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STORY TIME
the flight; the limp permeating the step of the plumerian was psychosomatic by now-it was an old wound, months old. but that doesn't matter. they said mind over matter, and in this case the mind lied to the matter and the rest of the world. the plumie had a harried and hunted look to them-bags under their eyes, hair long and unkempt, edgy fidgeting as they stood in line. an outsider would decide that maybe a family member is dying, or they're falling on hard times. this wasn't the case. they were a convict of the light, one escaped from the crime and running to the purity.
nikita finally made it onto the plane. numb. they felt drained, exhausted, dead to the world and dead to their soul. it couldn't be healthy to live like this, fleeing the way they were. there wasn't even money enough for food anymore. the only thing that kept them going was the fact that they hadn't felt doubt strong enough to turn them back. it couldn't be healthy to live like this, going off of the lack of negative instead of the presence of positives. a single suitcase was clutched to their chest, holding what little they retained. sleep was truly for the weak-they could barely sleep even on the flights. this was the last flight-a transatlantic flight to take them to their final destination.
'the food, there is some free?' their garbled sentences were getting in the way again. the flight attendant gave him a condescending look. apparently, there was not free food. so nikita simply sank into their seat, wishing they had a window seat so that at least they were safe from one side. unless there was a fighter jet. kita's pulse instantly quickened. there could be a fighter jet sent after to shoot them down in the ocean to never be found. and it would be nikita's fault if everybody on board died. nikita's fault. everybody dead. the bullets wouldn't even have to take everybody out, they could be aimed directly at nik and take out the entirety of the row as it plunged lethally through the airplane. the thoughts spiraled more negatively to the point where nikita was clearly panicked to everybody around. the squishy grandmother in the seat right by nik looked concerned and then expressed this concern by asking if nikita was alright.
they weren't alright.
how could anybody be alright, even this close to freedom?

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FUTURE DEVELOPMENT
shy; different from the aggressive reserved demeanor of before, nikita is more shy than anything else. they're afraid of offending people to the point where they can't ask for things, making it clear that they've taken their "code of conduct" too far. elliot's now trying to convince them that not everything coming out of their mouth is offensive or socially awkward, working them towards a happy medium. in the meantime, they're starting to gain a better understanding of social constructs and such, and have began to adjust accordingly. the embarrassing blunders are gone for the most part, but they're not yet recovered from the fear of making them.

observant; nikita's learned to identify cues and prompts in social situations, and how to react accordingly. this helps with their new job-working to catch criminals in a local police department. if closely watched themselves, everything falls into an automated pattern that they adapted to try to help with their paranoia (if they didn't change their schedule, they couldn't arouse interest, right?). however, their heightened awareness of empathy and other's feelings and mannerisms has done nothing to help with the almost constant fear of being watched.

witty; with freedom came... humor. nikita's surprisingly humorous, despite how bland their voice usually sounds. the funniest one-liners are delivered in the flat tone of somebody announcing something dark, so you have to listen carefully to their words to catch anything. some of the humor plays off of their own faults-jokes about their accent, or issues with word finding, or (only with friends) their fears. they've even accepted that they were quoting spock before they knew he existed, and are now more comfortable using the phrase "it's only logical".

efficient; when nikita does things, it's shifted from the blunt and straightforwards mannerisms from their life of crime, to more fluid and efficient methods. this applies to everything from speaking to people, pattern finding at work, and just simple daily life. they exude a sort of quiet, focused energy instead of the harsh goal seeking of before. they're still straightforwards and such, but now it's much more laid back.

retained traits; despite the changes, nikita still has an aversion to group settings. they still cling to their logical and clever brain in a more educated way. while still stubborn, they've learned to give up some fights and no longer insist on winning them all. they've still got bits and pieces of social screwups, but doesn't everybody?

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[kayyye]

Hi guys!
My name's Shyra Lexy Moore!
You can just call my Shyra!
As for my nicknames...
You can call me ShyShy or Shee.
You should know that I am a female!
I am 16 years old and I own Pretty in Pink nail salon!
I love anything that sparkles, glimmers or shines!
Also, I LOVE fluffy things!
Oh!
I'm a cheerleader too!


I am super sweet and I love being happy!
It's just kinda who I am!
I'm also really friendly!
I love my friends and watching romantic comedies!
Also, total girly girl!!
I love dresses and skirts!

Hehe!
I have to tell you things I can't stand!
I hate being dirty and I can't stand bugs!
Anything slimy or scaly doesn't work either!

[quietlights]

mark to watch, not entering :3

[DecafBunny]

reserved

[father]

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Name
Marish Altend

Gender
Cis male, gender nonconforming. Marish loves to present himself femininely or androgynously, conducting himself and wearing clothes to fit how he feels each day. He switches between they/them and he/him pronouns.

Age
26

Birthday
September 12

Star Sign
Virgo

Race
Lebanese

Nationality
American, lives somewhere in Washington State

Sexuality/Romanticism
Grey Asexual, Panromantic

Personality
Misleading, Presumptuous, Snobby, Hardworking, Gentle, Unafraid, Leader

Warm Showers
Misty Weather
Mushrooms
The Scent of a Forest After a Fire
The Crunch of Dead Leaves Beneath Their Feet

Winter
Not Being in Charge
When He Rolls His Ankle When Wearing High Heels
Skirt Fabrics That are Too Sheer
Shorts

Favorite Foods
Broccoli, cauliflower, and lettuce are their favorite foods. Their choices are severely limited by their plethora of allergies, lactose intolerance, general stomach problems, and celiac disease. Vegetables, which he grows himself in a garden behind his home, make up most of his diet. Roshan, his best friend, often teases him about his bland choice in foods, saying Marish's tastebuds must be numb to stomach so many veggies, but to Marish vegetables are both a staple and a delicacy.

Ecologist, Published Author

Marish, as a child, was physically weak and unable to play with other children. Instead, he went off on his own, quietly wasting his time away among dirt, worms, and rotting leaves. His weak immune system caused him to be sick often and away from school, leaving him little to do other than grow plants indoors and mess around in the dirt of his home, much to his parents' chagrin. As he grew older, Marish retained an air of fragility, giving the first impression that they were as delicate as porcelain to those he met. On the contrary, Marish, tired of being treated like an invalid his whole childhood, gained a ferocious personality and takes no coddling from others. His peers always tell him how pretty he is, that he could be a model if he wanted to with his beauty, but Marish wrinkles his nose at such comments. He'd much rather be getting down and dirty, using his hands for something good than prancing around like a cherished object.

art by sly.blue
As an adult, their childhood hobby of growing plants turned into his career as an ecologist. He works first and foremost in his home community, managing upkeep of the local parks and nature reserves while also monitoring and analyzing the ecosystems that surround his hometown. They established the local green roof and gardening communities, who go around assisting townsfolk in installing places to grow their own food. An avid advocate for the earth, Marish constantly stresses the importance of soil upkeep, advising the city lawmakers on how to properly enforce ecological standards. They take their work very personally, and feels offended if they see someone on the streets disrespecting the earth’s precious dirt. On the job, Marish is usually the manager and leader. He runs a tight ship, and doesn't tolerate any insubordination. Being strict, Marish is the furthest from sympathetic when it comes to beginners' mistakes, valuing perfection and hard work over leniency.

However, despite Marish's goodnatured, ethical exterior, on the inside he is dying to experiment, manipulate genetic structures to devise what kinds of monstrous super-plants he can create. As wonderful and interesting as the earth's current species are, Marish believes that they haven't reached their fullest evolutionary potential. He has taken it upon himself to forcefully unlock that potential. Desperate to leave his mark on the world, Marish, fueled by his curiosity, has turned to practices deemed questionable by the scientific community to experiment on crossbreeding. He believes that DNA is there to mess with, to decode and use to one's advantage. In his backyard, secluded in a shed, he manipulates and splices species after species, with no clear goal in mind other than to see how far he can push nature. They don't have any malicious intent, but has no qualms against possibly creating a sentient plant that could wipe out entire species. He doesn't fancy himself as playing god, more as if he's pushing ecology to its limits and beyond. They often use concoctions of pesticides mixed with other chemicals to create mutations in seeds, then, if the seeds survive and germinate, observe what cruel horror of nature they have engineered.

Being both a responsible scientist and writer, he's been recording his methods and findings as he creates weirder and weirder plants, trying to decode the patterns he unearths that create certain mutations and behaviors. Marish has toyed with the idea of eating the creations he makes, to study their effects and see if they hold a key to curing people with the stomach and immune problems that he has. He hopes to one day publish his findings and contribute something worthwhile to the scientific world.

Talents

Marish is a talented writer, having
published many articles and theses online
and in magazines and newspapers. Their
works mainly focus around shedding light
on the corruption surrounded the farming
industry and the dangers big business and
pollutants pose towards the soil,
water supply, and health of species that
inhabit affected ecosystems.

Marish is also a fairly good dancer.
As a child, one of their many ventures was
to take up ballet. It proved to be too
much for them physically once his immune
system problems kicked in, but he never
lost his love for it. He admires the beauty,
grace, and finesse it takes professional
ballet dancers to pull off a well-done
performance. Some of their mannerisms
reflect their childhood hobby as an adult.
For example, he can often be seen
pointing his toes, and his arm movements
are fluid and graceful.

During college, Marish took up
fencing as a hobby, as a way to let
out his frustrations. The sport reminds
him greatly of the ballet he used to
take as a child, but with less risk and
less physical strain. He quickly rose
among the ranks and is considered by
many in his fencing club as a prodigy.

Marish is considered by many
to be an efficient problem solver and
an exceptionally creative person.
During field work, if something goes
wrong Marish's quick thinking and
outlandish solutions often save the
day, though more often than not
they prove to be dangerous, putting
his wellbeing on the line. Being
the type of person to put himself
between a bulldozer and trees slated
for constructions, many don't
understand just how deep Marish's
love of dirt runs.

Failures

In college, Marish originally intended to
become a pediatrician, hoping to help children
suffering from the conditions he himself has.
However, he found during an internship that
working closely with children really was not
his favorite thing, and his passion for the
medical field faded. He rediscovered
biology and switched his major to ecology,
specializing in microorganisms and autotrophic studies.

Marish has been trying and failing
for years to convince his community to
lease a plot of land to him for
cultivation of his original plant
species, but has yet to convince very many people
of his cause, due to the grotesque
nature some of his plants display.

Marish once adopted a puppy,
but had to give him to a friend because
the puppy dug and destroyed part of his
garden, something he just could not get
over.

art by slimedog
One time, Marish took his
coworkers up on trying to find modeling
work, if just for extra cash. They were
hired on to a local fashion group, but after
an hour of being ordered around Marish,
with a wounded ego, stormed out of the
photoshoot, still wearing the designer's
outfit. The clothes sit in his closet, waiting
for a special occasion to warrant being
exposed to the light of day.

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Relationships

Marish is best friends with Roshan, having been
classmates in college. During their college years they were casual
buddies, but outside of the realm of classes after graduation they
became even closer, sticking together like superglue and going out
to lunch every Saturday. Marish’s job sometimes leads him to places
dangerous to traverse. In such cases, he drags Roshan, a doctor,
along im case of emergencies. More often than not, even with basic
fieldwork, emergencies happen and Roshan ends up bandaging more
than a couple scrapes and bruises. Marish, who can be quite reckless,
complements Roshan's patient and mature personality and encourages
him to exit his comfort zone, while Roshan reels Marish in when he gets
too intense.

Marish met Osier
through Roshan, who was friends with both of them. He'd recommended
that Marish visit Osier to get the fertilizers and bugs needed for a
huge compost project Marish was spearheading at the time. Upon
meeting Osier, Marish was skeptical of him, not believing that an
alchemist would be knowledgable on bugs, but the two quickly
overcame their preconceptions and became fast friends. Osier
sometimes accompanies Marish on fieldwork days to collect
ingredients for his concoctions. Osier ends up supplying
Marish with potions to help fuel his experimentation on
mutating plants.

all art, if not otherwise specified, is by me.
my signatures not on everything tho lol.
winner may have the feral art!!

[k.kitten]

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Im sorry but this is me rn

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Name: Cozbi Maxwell
Is known as Anastasia to others
Name meaning: Cozbi means
'Liar'.
Sex: Female
Gender: Agender
[they/them or she/her]
S.O: Aroflux Aliquasexual
Age: 26
Zodiac: Gemini
D.O.B: June 12th, 1989
Born in: Wiltshire, England
Lives in: Paris, France

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People are idiotic, foolish beings. They're as gullible as a small child is, always quick to believe the things you tell and say to them. Easy to breakdown, to decode and learn about. It's easy to play as someone else, to get close to them before striking. Pretending to be someone's friend, then turning around to appear as someone entirely different.
This was what Cozbi thought daily. Anastasia would've told them that it didn't matter who the person was, that everyone deserved a chance. To trust everyone.

Thought Cozbi wasn't Anastasia, and never would be. They were the villain that made everything worse, that always destroyed everyone's favourite character. They were the shadows in the night, the one who blended in with the crowd and walk along as if they were a ghost. They were the assassin that that would do the dirty work and come back successfully each time, gaining their loot from their client and then disappearing once again.

Cozbi was the one behind the gun, the one you had thought you'd take a bullet for. Slowly toying with their victims, becoming someone they weren't and having them fall into their clutches. Their victim wouldn't see it coming when they lashed out. Their client would get what they wanted, but Cozbi would leave them to deal with the hard truth of it all afterwards.

Poor little Anastasia would've been destroyed if she had ever done what Cozbi had done. The happy-go-lucky Plumerian was to innocent, to cheery and kind to do such a thing.

But Cozbi wasn't.

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Anastasia. Anastasia, the person who's to cheery for the normal Plumerian. To nice, to helpful. The innocent little Anastasia who loves fashion, who runs a small boutique on the corner of a small street. "Don't the flowers smell nice?" Or "What a lovely day!" Anastasia says, though she hardly means it in the slightest. Azalea [allowed to use by flurree], the so-called girlfriend that Anastasia oh-so loves dearly. To innocent to commit such crimes that Cozbi does, the person who's all sunshine and happiness. Who loves children and tries to help everyone out as much as she can, who comforts anyone who needs it. It seems to good to be real, an act put up to protect something of importance. Something she wouldn't want others to see, and to want others to believe the sweet little Plumerian she is supposed to be is true.

Though that's far from the reality. Those long trips Anastasia goes on? Those nights where she leaves for hours, and no one knows where she's gone off to? When her cheery little voice message comes on when she doesn't pick up her cellphone.
That's when the cute little false act stops. That's when the real Plumerian emerges, Cozbi coming out as the assassin and killer she is. Far from Anastasia, Cozbi shows no remorse for anyone or anything. Mysterious and charming is what Cozbi is, only showing pity to anyone who falls for their little act they play. The iconic fur coat is the telltale sign that Anastasia is no more, when the true cold-hearted being is out. Dropping down past their knees, fur hood covering their eyes as they blend in with the crowd, following their target or going to meet with a client.

Once the night is up, Anastasia re-merges once again.

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"I don't have friends. I have acquaintances. I feel nothing for others, and others feel nothing for me. Azalea's different."

Azalea is the woman that Anastasia loves, the loving girlfriend to the sweet, cheery Plumerian. Often times Anastasia goes out of her way to help Azalea as much as she can, seeming to eager to help her on occasions. While others may not see it, few others seem to pick up on the eeriness to Anastasia when around Azalea, asking to many questions and listening to carefully. Though doing it unintentionally, they learn as much as they can about the woman as to protect them. With Azalea being the closest Cozbi has to be an actual friend, and one of- if not only- the few beings they deeply care for- even if they never seem to show it over their cold exterior.

Thought Azalea doesn't know who Cozbi truly is, and only knows the false side of them, Anastasia can seen becoming aggravated or even slightly aggressive if anyone comes to close in contact with the woman and distresses her in any way.

When away from being Anastasia, Cozbi is often filled with thoughts of Azalea when they leave for long trips to places where their job brings them. Confused and angered by why they can't get her out of their head, they tend to force them self to get caught up in their work and ignore everything else around them in a desperate attempt to rid their mind of any hints of Azalea.

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When Cozbi's father, Francis Maxwell, left their mother for another woman, a half-brother was not what Cozbi was expecting. The complete disgust that wiped across their face the first time they laid their eyes upon the writhing bundle was not what anyone thought a two-year old would do. "It's foul, get it away!" They said, turning their nose up in the air as they crossed their arms together. It wasn't that they had hated the child- they had hated the man who fathered the boy.
When Cozbi had learned that Francis was in an accident and had passed away, Cozbi was over-joyed. Their cruel nature had already begun to show and reveal itself by then, and the fact that her father had died left them ecstatic. Though learning that Kenny had ran off left them with anger and annoyance. To them Kenny was weak for running away like a frightened puppy, to afraid to face what happened. "He deserved to die, mother! He left you," they would say, much to the woman's horror.

When Kenny came in contact with them years later, they were wary and quick to distrust the man. How had he gotten so far? Wouldn't he have perished on the streets? How had he gotten all the way back to Europe? The prescience of him rattled them, going with their gut and not falling for what he was saying. After all, he had told them he was a thief- this meant he had a way with lying and deceiving others, much like Cozbi. Telling him to get out of their life was what they did, pushing him away and ignoring whenever they were told they had a calling from their younger brother.

However it didn't last long, and to this day the two communicate through various ways. Often telling Kenny of clients in need of the help classification he deals with. The two don't speak much outside of business, each going out of their way to steer clear of each other's path. While Kenny isn't afraid to do what he does in public, Cozbi tends to stick to doing their job in secrecy and away from peeking eyes and strained ears. While they do talk and listen to what Kenny says, part of them still doesn't fully trust what the young man has to say.

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Intellectual;; Smarter then the normal Plumerian, Cozbi is quite the intellectual being- meaning they're quick to solve puzzles and figure situations out. When tied down in a tight spot, they're quick to make moves and instead of using their weapons, they often lie their way out of it or slowly turn the person's mind around using only their words.

Analytical;; Being decisional is the key to making the right choices. Thinking reasonably instead of thinking up foolish, imaginative plots are not the way to getting what you want- such things are only what children do. When you're constantly going places and meeting people who could destroy you slowly and send your world crumbling, it's not uncommon to meet others who are similar with their ways to Cozbi. One wrong move and you could wind up facing the cops or dealing with the other Plumerians you deal with. Because of this Cozbi trusts no one, always staying on edge and wary of who they talk to and what they say.

Studious;; Generally a quiet Plumerian who prefers to listen rather then speak, Cozbi is incredibly studious and aware of their surroundings. Often times straining to learn everything they possibly can about their victim without seeming to come off as suspicious is what they're good at, usually asking others about the Plumerian or learning about them through asking vague questions or saying something that'll make them spill something important. This is what they do around their clients, purposely learning more about them in the case that someday Cozbi will get caught, allowing them to frame it onto their client and wiggle out of trouble.

Actor;; Cozbi is an excellent actor, often using their ways to fool targets into succumbing and trust them. Having this talent since they were a young child, they would teach their self to cry when wanted, messing with the adult they were directing it at. Using their acting skills as a way to avoid trouble during the day, the play they put on each day as little Anastasia makes others suspect nothing of the criminal-sort with her. When toying with victims, they turn into and morph into someone they aren't. Either it be a lonely widow or a someone who's simply lost- whatever it is they need to be to come in contact with their target, they'll do it. Acting being one of their favourite things to do while being on a mission, they get excited over the slightest possibility of transforming their self into an entirely different character.

Impatient;; One of their worse flaws, Cozbi is incredibly impatient and often rushes those who take to long. Always wanting them to cut to the chase or finish speaking, they don't come off as the most nicest of people. Becoming annoyed with people who take to much time, Cozbi will usually take matters into their own hands if the job or task isn't finished in a certain amount of time.

Cunning;; Stretching the truth and lying, Cozbi achieves their goals and what they want by lying to their peers and others around them. As Anastasia they often lie to others who become suspicious of her nightly outings or long departs, though she plays it off as 'going home' or 'visiting family'. With the unwavering eye contact and the steady body posture, many accept it as the truth and move on. While being Cozbi, they aren't exactly as truthful as they should be around their clients; lying to them about their name and going as 'Grim' or telling them about what they do outside of being an assassin.

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By ShadyBro.
By :Maze:
By :Maze:
By Taiyo
By Lioncourt

Sketches by Baigel.

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[Baylin]

big Reserve
- chin

[groenii]

I'd like to post here to say that anyone who is looking for relationships/plumerians to use (see oekaki --> created pets) can pm me.