[SilverSamurai]

ｄｏｎ'ｔ
ｇｅｔ
ｔｏｏ
ｃｌｏｓｅ,

ｉｔ'ｓ
ｄａｒｋ
ｉｎｓｉｄｅ,

[ н ε v ℓ α s к α ]

ｉｔ'ｓ ｗｈｅｒｅ ｍｙ ｄｅｍｏｎｓ ｈｉｄｅ

[ (hev-LA-s-kah) - Female - Straight - Around 20 - INFP ]

[ Very withdrawn and self conscious - Peaceful and a dreamer]

[ ℓιкεs ]

[ ∂ιsℓιкεs ]

- quiet
- forest/wooded areas
- Streams/river banks
- nature in general
- Sweet things!
- company
- music

- people
- being center of attention
- bitter things
- crowds
- company
- being told what to do

[ ρεяsσηαℓιтү ]

Hevlaska is a very quiet and reserved individual. It's not that she's shy, she just won't speak out of place. Hevlaska is very kind to others when she does interact, though for the most part she is withdrawn. She both loves and hates being around others; Helvaska longs for comfort and enjoys being around others, but on the other side she is also extremely introverted and would rather be by herself out of fear of hurting or being pushed away by them. She is very kind to everything around her and deeply respects nature. Hevlaska spends most of her time in a small forest clearing where she made her home, but will occasionally (cautiously) wander around, as if always looking for something.

[ ιη тнε ραsт ]

When she was young, Hevlaska was bullied for being different. When young, she used to be quite outgoing and the class-clown, not afraid to be different. She didn't mind though, she never took anything seriously. Hevlaska would walk with her head held high past the mocking expressions of others. She was constantly used by others because of her ignorance and carefree nature. This led to constant betrayals from her 'friends' and those she trusted, but she shrugged it off deeming it as normal. However as she got older, she started thinking about what she really wanted and where she was going with her life. Hevlaska was confused, she didn't know what to do anymore. The seemingly harmless remarks pointed towards her how felt like arrows, and she became self-conscious and reserved. She no longer was the entertainer, but the observer. She was no longer a rebellious youth, but a dreamer. She decided it would be best to seclude herself and not get involved in anything else, to protect herself while silently looking out for others.

[ ιη тнε ρяεsεηт ]

Hevlaska is a dreamer; she believes that everything happens for a reason, be it good or bad, and always looks for a purpose. She lives her life how she wants and doesn't let anyone get the better of her, though she does try avoid interacting others as best she can. She made her home in a small forest clearing near a stream, observing and admiring nature around her. She loves plants and flowers, especially roses, and there are several patches of them around the edges of the clearing. Hevlaska likes walking on trails around her home, though she isn't very good directions. Not at all. She gets lost almost immediately, but remains calm and tries her best to find her way back. She will occasionally see others and greet them, but will not interact further in fear of hurting them or herself. It's not that she's violent, but she just doesn't know how to limit her words and actions, mainly due to her lack of social skills. Overall she is very awkward when it comes to others and interacting with them, but she tries to not let it show. When she chooses to interact with someone (it's never more than two people at a time, crowds make her nervous) she does so calmly and is considerate of the other/s. She almost always thinks before she speaks, however occasionally she will sputter random nonsense.

[ ιηтεяεsтs ]

Hevlaska is intrigued by nature and loves to explore her close surroundings and plant. It's through nature that she came to her realization when she was young; "the world is cruel, but also very beautiful" (Mikasa Ackerman quote). Hevlaska wanted to focus on the beautiful world around her and began planting flowers around her home, and eventually along trails and riverbanks. She takes great pride in what she does and doesn't care if the flowers are picked or not- she is actually glad when they are picked, and hopes they are picked out of love or friendship, and will bring happiness to someone who needs it. Hevlaska also likes climbing trees, surprisingly. She loves the feel of wind blowing through her fur and likes laying on the highest branch she can get to. However this poses a problem, as she is afraid of falling and usually hurts herself trying to get down. She loves music and has a strong connection to certain songs, especially ones that she can relate to. She doesn't have a favorite genre and will listen to almost anything, but she particularly loves Imagine Dragons. She is often humming to herself while taking a walk or planting.

- Demons - Imagine Dragons
- No Light, No Light - Florence and The Machine
- Karasu - One OK Rock
- Say (All I Need) - One Republic
- Pictures Of You - The Last Goodnight
- Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
- On Top Of the World - Imagine Dragons

Art above from AprilFools!

not all those who wander are lost
J. R. R. Tolkien

Due to how self conscious she is, Hevlaska has an overall negative outlook on most things, including her future. She loves nature and music, but where is she going with her life? She's still unsure, and Hevlaska looks down on herself for it. Hevlaska will preach positive views and how beautiful all living things are, but she rarely takes her own advice. She wishes more than anything for others to be happy and watches from a safe distance, and doesn't think to try to make herself happy. She's goes with the flow of things and makes do with whatever she has, which isn't much. However the few things Hevlaska has collected and kept include a single crystal shard, which Hevlaska believes is a fallen star, and a few preserved flowers she just couldn't bear to see wither.

[ яεℓαтισηsнιρs ]

Amaryllis met Hevlaska on accident; she was wandering the woods looking for her son when she stumbled upon Hevlaska. Amaryllis tries to get Hevlaska to interact more and open up a bit- Amaryllis feels that Hevlaska would be happier if she was more social and not as closed up.

Arabella was later introduced to Hevlaska by Amaryllis. But unlike Amaryllis, Arabella encourages Hevlaska to get though her reserved nature through building confidence and sharing her own experiences.

Hevlaska eventually opened up a bit to Amaryllis and she is one of the few plumes Hevlaska trusts. She also enjoys spending time with Arabella and feels like she can be herself around her. These two plumes changed her life in the simplest way, and Hevlaska has grown to treasure them; someone who is kind to her and accepts her! While she is still slightly anxious around them, it's a big step forward.

[ cнαяαcтεя gяσωтн ]

Hevlaska has been through a lot in her relatively short life, and is much older mentally than she is physically. During the time when she was figuring out who she really is, she learned life is precious and is often taken for granted. That's when Hevlaska turned to planting the beautiful flowers around her home and along trails. Over time she began to see the beauty in the world, and just how much of an impact nature has in everyday life. Hevlaska began observing the simple beauty in nature: the way the birds sing in the morning, the way the clouds move across the sky, the way the stars twinkle at night, and how Hevlaska herself is part of the cycle. While she still doesn't like or trust others, she's become sort of used to having Amaryllis and Arabella around. She's slowly opening up to them and realizing that not everyone is as bad as she put them out to be. Hevlaska now accepts the world as it is, and not what she wants it to be like she did in the past. She understands that not everything is or can be perfect, but has reason nonetheless. Until just recently, Hevlaska would bury her past life deep within her and keep it hidden, but is now learning to just let it go all together, to live and let be, and that her past doesn't define who she is today.

[ sнσят cσмιc ]

[ ｄｅｍｏｎｓ - Iｍａｇｉｎｅ Dｒａｇｏｎｓ ]

All art by me unless mentioned. All coding/concepts by me.
Thank you IrkenChu for letting me use their plumes and all the lovely artwork~
Thank you ShatterHowl for all the lovely artwork you made for me~
Thanks to everyone who has supported me on this! She has become my dream
plume and would be a great first plume~

[ extras that I couldn't fit in this post because it's too big sorry ]

[trees |-/]

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[DragonGlitch]

Dropping

[found.]

Possible reserves.

[sweet tooth]

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[Master of Nothing]

Username ➽ Forever United.
First Name ➽ Boron
Middle Name ➽ Nyx
Last Name ➽ Dragovic
Gender ➽ demigirl
Biological Sex ➽ male
Pronouns ➽ she/her or they/them
Orientation ➽ grayromantic sapiosexual
Sign ➽ Sagittarius
Born on ➽ Monday, November 28th
Age 17
Nationality ➽ Czech Republic

Oᴘᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Mᴜsɪᴄ
The Hunt for Red October - The Red Army Choir [A song used by the Soviets in pre-revolutionary Russia to spark their cause. I used it for it's dark and ominous tone.]
People are strange - The Doors [This is just more for fun, and it illustrates the foreign feelings Boron felt after abandonment.]
Roots - Imagine Dragons [This song describes Boron's life struggle in a nutshell.]

“Ｙｏｕ＇ｄ ｈａｖｅ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｒｅａｌｌｙ ｓｔｕｐｉｄ ｔｏ ｔｈｉｎｋ
ｙｏｕ ｋｎｏｗ ａ ｓｉｎｇｌｅ ｔｈｉｎｇ ａｂｏｕｔ ｍｅ．”

"KRIEG!" I shrieked, pulling my little brother out of the railroad. It was just in time, too, because the tip of his tail brushed on the side of the roaring train as I pulled him tighter to me. Once the train was gone, I lifted my head and released him. The small kid shook, eyes full of terror. I cursed softly to myself. "You can't just do something like that!" I didn't realize I was crying. Krieg was the only one I had left, and I didn't want to loose him, too. I couldn't.
"I-I'm sorry!" Krieg chocked. "I didn't think the train was coming that fast, I-I thought we could...We could catch them...."
I hugged my brother, not caring that fresh tears were rolling down my face. "Don't you see? They left us here. They left us in some stupid town in Austria, and they just aren't coming back." It was harsh, but rage and fear filled my heart, and I didn't know what else to do. Perhaps Krieg was too young to understand, I wouldn't know. He was only eight years old, me fifteen.
Stars hung high in the sky, and I was suddenly aware of hopelessness. We had no food, no water, no shelter. It was the middle of the night in an unfamiliar town, and the light continued to fade fast. We had to do something now. Krieg had been silent the entire time, perhaps thinking over everything that had happened in the last few moments. We had been betrayed, orphaned, abandoned, and nearly killed in the span of five awful hours.
I sighed shakily, letting all of my feelings out. All that mattered now was surviving. "I'm sorry, I'm just... upset. Come on, I think there's an empty about half a mile that way. I saw it on the way here. Promise you'll stay with me?"
Krieg nodded, fighting back tears. He rubbed his eyes with his arm. "Okay," he whispered.
I nodded sharply, taking my brother's hand and starting to walk to what we would call home for the next several years.

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“Ｄｏｎ＇ｔ ｔｒｙ ｔｏ ｆｉｇｕｒｅ ｍｅ ｏｕｔ，
ｉｔ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｍａｋｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｄ ｈｕｒｔ．
Ｈｏｗｅｖｅｒ， Ｉ ｃａｎ ｔｅｌｌ ｙｏｕ ｔｈｉｓ：”

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

"She loved mysteries so much that she became one."
-John Green

Boron has an outlook on life that is different than any other. She's never really good or evil, just... someone. Due to her past, Boron is usually reserved and irritable, often overreacting to undesirable situations because it's a way to release her hatred for her parents. She never really seems to be fully there, always in thought rather than down to earth. Some describe her as stubborn, others as cowardly. It really depends on perception. She's quite infamous with people she's met and places she's been, but regardless of how much people like her, there's always respect. When Boron speaks, everyone is expected to shut up. It's an unwritten law, and a powerful one at that. It might just be because she's quiet; people expect that since she opens her mouth so little, any word she speaks should be taken seriously. However, she's not just the mysterious pessimist she's made out to be. Boron's emotions are very strong, so if she gets mad, she gets furious. When she feels pity, she's sympathetic. Boron has gotten into a mood of beautiful simplicity, where anything with potential is extraordinary. Her life is often romanticized, because anything she can dream up could be turned into a blissful reality.

Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ
*From Boron's point of view
Are you sure you want to hear this? It's not a pretty story, certainly not one I intend to tell to just anybody. But, you are asking... Fine.
It was a cold day when I was born, which can't be very surprising for a winter in the Czech Republic. Everything seemed calm. The air was horrendously dry, but that of course could've easily been masked by the gentle snowflakes that drifted carelessly outside of the hospital. I was an early baby, which my father said explained why I was so slow. I'd never gotten to know exactly why my parents were so rotten, but they enjoyed being jerks together.
For the first few years of my life, everything was wonderful. They treated me as any parents should, with love and care. I was happy as I could be, gratefully unaware of the future. I attended primary school and was getting excellent grades. Krieg teased that he was smarter than me, it's just that no one knew that because he was younger.
Middle school was when things got weird. I mean, as far as my family goes. Mom and Dad started sneaking out at night, 'said they'd be back shortly. I counted once the hours that they were gone. Three hours, every night. Starting at 11:00 pm, ending at 2:00 am. Following their disappearances came aggression. They'd snap at us kids more often, for whatever reason. They suddenly got interested in politics, complaining about how the old times were so beautiful; that this state of government was pitiful to say the least. It was very confusing to me.
I was fifteen when it happened. Krieg and I were abandoned to Austria, away from our home country. Cast aside, where we were never again to find our way home. Mom and Dad said, and I quote: "Children are too much of a burden. They aren't nearly as important as the things we do, but you wouldn't be able to understand. Farewell, you're on your own now. Maybe one day you will thank us for this glorious opportunity."
I hated them for that, needless to say. "Glorious opportunity"? All I wanted to do was live, and now I had to survive instead. I let my hatred consume me, and it was destroying what I felt inside. It took years to expel that from myself, to return to my usual selfless, compassionate, optimistic self.
Krieg and I got as comfortable as was possible for our situation in an abandoned farmhouse in a ghost town. It was a few miles off of the big city, so whenever in need of supplies, we'd take walks there. I loved the walks. Krieg always had his ways of cheering me up. He filled up the gap left by our parents. The townsfolk were usually quite nice, though I can't say all of them were friendly to us. Those of them who liked us would either give stuff to us for free, or offer busywork for us to earn it. Those who weren't so generous we usually avoided, and in a worst-case scenario stole from. It wasn't ideal of a life, but honestly quite fun, and more of an adventure than most folks get to have. Regardless of what others thought, we were far better off than when we were with our parents.
In fact, we've been doing so well recently that I've finally had time to work on my education. Krieg still insists on working hard to keep us alive and comfortable. I refused. Equality was a value that I respected and obeyed greatly. It took me a while to realize that the kid actually enjoyed working. So I let him and focused on myself.
Through all my bitterness about my parents, I had completely forgotten about passion. So I searched for it. I searched desperately, but eventually I found it. I was set on becoming a biomedical engineer. A mouthful, huh? Basically, I want to invent technology that can improve and evaluate people's physical and mental health. I want to help people.
So that's what I'm doing now. Or, trying to, of course. Naturally, people in the field of medicine seek people with high education, and I do not have that. However, I'm hoping they'll change their minds when they see what I've been working on. I can only dream...I'm getting sick of this little farmhouse, and I'm feeling like an upgrade. Wish me luck?

Fᴇᴀʀs
Agaetophobia - fear of insanity
Necrophobia - fear of death
Aichmophobia - fear of pointed objects
Asthenophobia - fear of weakness
Ecophobia - fear of home
Autophobia - fear of being alone

Qᴜɪʀᴋs
○ walks with feet turned slightly inward
○ refuses eye contact with anyone while walking
○ eyes are always either soft or ice cold; no in-between
○ oblivious to social cues
○ uses whatever synonym sounds best, therefore uses different languages in a single sentence

Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs

Krieg is my little brother, and the best I could ever ask for! Our relationship is very much symbiotic; we don't have much in common, but we go together quite well. Anything I can't do, he can, and visa versa. I'd do anything in my power to protect him, seeing as he's the only true family I have. We don't often have time to just sit down and have conversations together, but you'd be surprised how much you can learn from this kid. He can be a bit of a handful, but that's where I come in. I balance him out. We really do go hand in hand. Siblings, partners in crime, teammates.

Fᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ
In the future, Boron will be more of a free-spirit. She'll spend many long hours of work on inventing a tool that brain surgeons can use to reduce damage to the brain during operations. For this, she'll earn a hefty profit and be able to leave her shack and purchase a wooden mansion, setting aside the rest of her money for her ambitions. She'll just keep crossing things off of her bucket list, truly living. This is not to say that she is without pain or strife, or that she will forget her grumpy old ways, of course, she'll just be an improved version of herself. Discretely, she will distribute small sums of money to struggling individuals, to help get them back on their feet. With all her free-time, Boron will also develop an interest in dancing and composing music for the classical viola, a sucker for the romantic genre in both dance and music.

I'd rather want everything and have nothing, than have everything and want nothing. Because at least when you want something your life has a meaning: it's worthwhile. From the moment you think you have everything, you have to search for meaning in other things. I spent half my life wanting everything and having nothing; and now I have everything and I don't want anything. ~ Vik Muniz

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X - by ~AnimalAddict~
X by Khy
X by Redbird
X X by She Wolf Warrior
x x x by yours truly C:

Tʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ!
Just a quick little thank you! This goes out to anyone who helped me with my form (you know who you are), I really appreciated the help you guys gave! Also, thank you for reading my form! I hope you enjoyed it! C:

*All art credit to their rightful owners
* None of the songs posted in this form are mine, they belong to their rightful owners

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