Canidae

Wander🌙

Interested

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

Damien Chattaway

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Done with reeling from being woken up so early, Damien stood up from his bed and gingerly walked out to the living room. He was still feeling groggy and didn't appreciate the rude awakening, but he decided to put it aside for now. He supposed he would have to get on with his day at some point. He also faced the fact he was probably going to have to go out to Starbucks before getting all his makeup done. Everyone wanted to use the restroom, Damien included, but he didn't have the energy right now to get tangled up in that mess. He saw that Bradley, Aria, and Kejirah were already in the living room.

"I just want to let you all know that I hate everyone here," he said sweetly, "Oh, except for Aria, Didi, Aulora, Sol and Bradley. You guys are great." He stood near the hallway entrance and casted a glance over his shoulder. "So when are we going? I don't want to wait too much longer." He fiddled with his silver earring.

The Wolf Plague

Here's my wip character form as well:

Lucien Auclair

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Character Summary

Aliases:His younger cousin called him "Luce" for the longest time. Most people call him by his full name however.
Age: 17
Birthday/Zodiac: Leo - August 20
Gender: Male
Occupation: High School student; worked heavily in journalism at school.

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Appearance

Height: 5'10
Weight: 133 lbs
Build: He's very thin, with spindly limbs and little to no muscle- some might wonder if he even eats.
Eyes: A brilliant green, perhaps the most noticeable feature on him.
Hair: Very dark brown, bordering on black. Slightly wavy in texture. Kept short and neatly combed to the side.
Skin Tone: Pallor
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: N/A, then again, would he tell you?
Clothing: Lucien prefers to wear turtleneck sweaters (and it seems like he virtually never gets hot in them, either) in muted, sedated colours. His wardrobe is basically monochrome, with clothing ranging from whites to black. If you did hard enough you might find one beige shirt. He's not a fan of "loud" colours, so to speak. His pants are always long and he wears dark leather boots almost everywhere he goes.

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Psychology

Imaginative * Observant * Troubled * Secretive

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: Lucias has a quiet, furtive look in his eyes and more often than not, is hanging on the outskirts of whatever’s going on. When someone talks to him, his eyes dart this way and that, as if he's suddenly uneasy about something. Barely telling anyone anything about himself, he mumbles in a low voice and has trouble maintaining eye contact with whoever he's conversing with. Lucias has a perpetual habit of lying and deception, and before he can stop himself, falsehoods of all kinds come tumbling out of his mouth. Even though he was trouble being sincere, he genuinely doesn’t mean any harm towards anyone else, but he seems to only be capable of saying anything but the truth. This can be troublesome to some, and he ruthlessly stands by whatever false claims he has made, even when he’s been soundly caught.

The teen also struggles with expressing his emotions: either feeling nothing inside him even when he should, or being an awkward, emotional mess at the worst minute. Lucien has a tendency to get panicky and frightened in stressful situations, often freezing up or trying to make himself as small as possible under pressure. He's a very thoughtful individual and brighter than he appears to be, but he tends to be very quiet, especially in large groups of company. Getting him to talk can be difficult, but not impossible.

Fears:

• Sleep Paralysis
• Getting lost at night
• Drowning

Likes:

• Carbonara
• Writing
• Solitude
• Cranberries
• Fog
• Waking up early in the morning

Dislikes:

• Heated conversations
• People yelling
• Being indecisive about important decisions
• Feeling like he doesn't have a choice in something
• Summer
• Large buildings

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Skills

Pre Infection Skills:

• Acting - Despite his shyness, Lucien can be quite the character when he wants (or needs) to be. He's surprisingly good at bluffing, mostly because people don't take him seriously enough.
• Staying hidden - Lucien is good at not making any noise. If he doesn't want you to find him, chances are you won't see him until he decides to come out.
• Reading & Comprehension - Being a writer, Lucien is very good at language and understands things pretty quickly. He has very strong literary skills, how useful those are now though is up for debate.
• Observation - Things rarely slip by Lucien's keen senses. Hiding things from him (whether physically or figuratively) is a very difficult thing to do. He has a pretty good memory too, so things aren't easily forgotten, either.

Post Infection Skills: Has only recently become infected, so hadn't developed any new skills as of yet.

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History

-To be coming soon-

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Extras

Other:

Delete please

Oh my God, this sounds like an awesome roleplay. I definitely love the humor. Interested!

Men vs. Women Race to 1000: Version 2.0

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☆Summers In Sympathy☆

Damien

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Damien glowered at Quartz as his favorite cream microfiber plush throw, the linens, woven acrylics, and other layers of blankets were stripped away. His nostrils flared angrily but he was still feeling too groggy to think of a comeback yet. He wouldn't forget this though, no, he was certain that karma would enact it's justice on them in the near future.

He begrudgingly propped himself up to a sitting position when Kajirah leaned into the doorway and hollered at him. "I think this is a very inconsiderate way to be treating a friend right now, but whatever, that's fine. I'll play along with your little games." He rose up from his pull out bed, the light grey peusdo-matress frame making various squeaking noises as he got up. He lumbered over to the closet and unenthusiastically flipped through the clothing articles hanging up before picking a out a shirt that was probably Quartz's and a nice pair of black slim jeans (those were his).

He sat back down on the edge of his bed, not looking anymore awake than before, and messed with his hair. He could hear the commotion going on between Kejirah and Aulora. Maybe I should go turn off the water heating...no, that's not clever enough. I'll come up with something later.

The Dark Circus

"I see. Do you know what happened to this friend? Perhaps I could help."
The man was startled when he felt someone elbow him lightly in his side. He turned to look and saw that there was someone else standing next to him. "Oh, uh, hey there. Didn't see you coming. I don't know if I'm the right person to ask about what's happenin', but I'd reckon that the tall shadow here," the dark haired man gestured towards the shadowy appiration next to him. "wants to gather up all these "odd ones". Haven't a clue what that means, really. Sorry." The man drawled in a low, quiet voice. "My name's Haireth, by the way." He added, shyly.

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

Damien

@Revethedreamer@QueenNugget

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Damien, quite unconsciously, rolled over in his bed as Kejirah started making racket and yelling at them through the door. It was only through her continued carrying on that he eventually opened his eyes, but even then, it was another few minutes before he could actually piece together what was going on.

"Could you tell her to knock it off already?" Damien grumbled at Quartz, his roommate.

"She's five hours too early. I'm not moving." Damien defiantly pulled up the blankets over his head to block out the noise as be curled back up. As far as he was concerned, he was going nowhere at this time of day.

☆Summers In Sympathy☆

Alright, for those of you who are here, I posted the rooms on the main post. I'm gonna the IC very soon.

@QueenNugget

Awesome. I can't wait to start

The Dark Circus

The young man raised his eyebrow as the theatrics continued. The goblinoid was full of tricks, it seemed. The cloaked man seemed to have dominion over the beasts, and the cat sounded like the ringleader of this whole charade.

"So...you're tryin to bring in more 'odd ones'?" the dark haired man said slowly, still trying to process everything. He wasn't quite sure that he was in the right place, but he was interested in what this shadowy man was orchestrating here.