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Basics wrote:username; Lioth
show name; An Intense Series of
Unfortunate Events
barn name; 招き猫
(Maneki-neko - "Beckoning cat")
gender; Mare
halter color; Turqoise with black
swirling design
colored lines, or black lines; colored!
is this tolter lucky or unlucky? why?
"Ugh, I'm really unlucky. My parents gave me the name Maneki-neko, the name of a
unique cat in Japanese culture that is supposed to bring good luck and good fortune.
They had hoped that such a powerful name would balance out the bad karma that
came with the black cat mutation on my hide, similar to what Bruce Lee's parents
did for him. Unfortunately, it seemed to do just the opposite. The bad spirits instead
fed on the name and everywhere I go I just seem to cause even more trouble.
Many years later I got my show name, An Intense Series of Unfortunate Events, and
since being given that name I seem to have caused less and less trouble than I used
to. The bad name balanced out the name with good fortune, I guess, and now the
spirits have decided not to destroy my life with bounds of misfortune and an utter
miserable feeling. I'm pretty happy about that, you know."
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are they good or bad?;
Let's say... Chaotic good.
招き猫 always tries her best to do good for the people around
her, but everything always seems to go wrong. Hair gets
pulled, dreams get lost, and people get angry. It's not her
fault at all. And then when she tries to fix the situation by
doing nice things again, all she manages to do is make it
that much worse. Her main hope is that some day she'll be
able to actually help someone without messing up and pretty
much ruining their lives. Something odd seems to go on,
though. Every Friday the 13th, she has a perfectly normal
day, with nothing going wrong. She is free to do whatever
she would want to without messing anything up. Usually,
she reserves these days for her largest, most elaborate good
deeds, and fulfills at least part of these deeds within those
twenty-four hours.
relationship with their sibling;
Partners in crime?
The two's relationship was a bit iffy at first. They didn't always
get along, nor did they agree on things, and they were
constantly fighting over who got the fleece blanket at night.
Over the years the fighting grew less and less, and they began
to tolerate each other more and more. Soon both grew to be
a bit mischievous, and they pranked and joked together. This
phase did not last long, though, before they became the do-
gooders they attempt to be today. Even if they fail, they now
do everything together and are never apart. They often get
upset at each other (as deep down inside they are still the
practical jokers they used to be) but they quickly resolve
it and continue doing just what they do. They'll surprise you
with how much they try, despite usually failing because of
their intense misfortune.
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dσn't чσu wσrrч wє'll αll flσαt σn αlríght Extra Info wrote:theme song; Float On by Modest Mousestar sign; Aquarius
favorite color; Almond toast
best friend; Ryenne
house; Hufflepuff
faction; Amity
spirit animal; Hedgehog
alignment; Chaotic Good
quirks; Adores small animals (dogs especially), closes her
eyes when confused, likes walking versus running, paces
a lot, repeats what people say (if it's funny)
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Best Friend's Statement wrote:"招き猫 is most certainly the oddest friend I have
ever had. She's funny and sweet, but also sporadically
bipolar and depressing. That doesn't happen often,
though, so she's a pleasure to be around. Her sense
of humor is a bit wicked and is her largest personality
trait. She loves to laugh and play around.
She gets depressed sometimes because of how her
misfortune seems to follow her everywhere. Her wee
dog seems to help, but I worry.
Other than that she's pretty great. I guess I have a bit
of bias, but it's true. She's a great friend and I honestly
wouldn't trade her for anyone in the world. She's really
nice and you can tell that there's not a mean bone in
her body - not anymore, at least!"
what's their luckiest memory;
It was only a little while ago, way far on the calendar. It was
the usual Friday the 13th for the two siblings, everything was
running smoothly. They hadn't yet come across any trouble,
and were both smiling and enjoying their day. The pair were
walking when a small shadow jumped from the shrubbery.
While her sibling flew backwards in fright, 招き猫 only
moved forward in curiosity. The small creature had eyes of
small moons, and fur as dark as night, with little grey hairs
from stress and age. To your and my surprise, it wasn't a cat -
it was a small dog!
招き猫 instantly fell in love with the little dog. She ended up
taking it with her everywhere, all across the hills and valleys
and lakes and prairies. The small, black dog grows older, but
his tail remains a small curl and he always manages to keep
up with the two siblings all the same.
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what's their unluckiest memory;
Thunder roared overhead as the small filly trudged through the
impending storm, rain causing mud to crawl up her small hooves
like cold snakes on a tree. She shivered, her small body quaking
in the dank and frozen night. Her sibling was far behind her. They
were both undeniably lost, and had no idea how or when they
were going to return home.
Thunder crashed and she sprang to life, her limbs flailing as the
air around her sent her cascading over the cliffside. Her back
struck stone, and all four of her legs rolled as she tumbled down.
Everything cracked and bent, and she held no thoughts until she
reached the bottom.
She was torn, broken, and bleeding. Her head hung between her
legs as she lay at the bottom of the cliff, everything hurting and sore.
The rain pounded around her, washing away the blood and dirt. The
filly ended up okay, nothing was too seriously broken, but as she sit
there with the rain washing her away, she began to think what exactly
she was ever going to do with her life.
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