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2 mos ago
Current sick! my brain feels rotton
2 mos ago
Committed vehicular manslaughter on my way to work this morning. RIP the squirrel who ran out in front of my car. You were very squirrelly
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2 mos ago
*busts down door* I'm alive! *shocked audience gasps*
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3 mos ago
Contrary to popular beelief, bees are democratic socialists. --paraphrasing the Beeginner Beekeeping course I took online

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Hello! I'm...
🦋 Lu 🦋

she/her
23 years old

I began role-playing in like~ 2012 in a Warrior Cats forum. I RPed consistently there for a few years before playing cats lost me, and I moved on to... not RP for several years, continually joining forums followed by never getting into the swing of things. And here I am!






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Captain Davvie Jones



Davvie looked to the dwarf beside her. To her, he seemed to be somewhat an oddity. Davvie hadn't been sure what a dwarf was when she met him. While she still didn't know very much about them, she did know that they mostly lived in mountain ranges; that they rarely made the sea their home. When she was young, Davvie's mothers had told her that sea life wasn't for everyone, she hadn't believed that then and she still struggled to understand what could hold someone inland. She liked that, as she saw it, Blackbeard had been called to sea life.

Davvie chuckled and looked back to the distant ships as Liatra, sleepy and hoping for tea, joined them. "Only one way to find out, really." the captain chimed, "If we get on with it Miss Fortune can have a full belly before sundown."

She weighed Liatra's caution against her own impulsivity. She wanted to act, to hit hard and give no chance for the ships to get anywhere near port. Davvie checked and rechecked that her flintlock was loaded as she considered the ships.

"Alright," she conceded, slightly, "let's get the sails trimmed up a bit though. We won't gain too much on them for now, but we certainly don't want to lose them."
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Waking-Lion

Male
ROLE = Warrior

TITLES

"Beast Slayer"

Heritage


My father was a warrior named Barking-Dog. He was from Walwaha, a people of fierce warriors. Barking-Dog disappeared when I was a child. It is unknown what became of him. My mother was a huntress named Mayura, daughter of the great huntress known as Still-Grass.

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HEALTH POINTS: 6

STAMINA POINTS: 4

APPEARENCE

Waking-Lion is on the shorter side as men go, being about 5'5", but walks upright with good posture. He is lean and muscular, with various, though not especially prominent, scars from the battlefield. Waking-Lion is a proud warrior and it shows in his body language, and on his face when he isn't wearing the mask his father left behind. His eyes are large, dark, set under a heavy brow, and full of optimism. He smiles often, a broad and crooked thing.

Waking-Lion wears the mask his father left behind whenever he leaves camp, believing it to make him a better warrior akin to those of his father's lineage. The mask is carved of sweet smelling wood and painted lacquers of white, greens, and gilt; the golden accents beginning to fade with wear. Along the curve of the chin, only visible on close inspection, are inscriptions in an unknown language.

PERSONALITY

Waking-Lion is stubborn, single-minded, and careless with his own safety. He has a strong sense of morality, finding anything running contrary to that to be deeply upsetting, infuriating even.

Do not kill except to protect.
Work to protect and grow the community.
Sacrifice of one's self, not of others.

Waking-Lion is patient, hard-working, optimistic, and compassionate. He firmly believes that there is a bright future ahead, so long as everyone cooperates to achieve it. He may be somewhat naieve at times, as he tends to assume everyone also wants to work towards this bright future and will act in the interest of community. In an instance where proven wrong in this regard, he would be inclined to lose his temper. He is quick to help someone else, but will rarely seek help for himself. His status as a warrior is everything to him, protecting his camp, family, and friends is what pushes him forward.

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DREAMS


ONE

Getting married.

TWO

Learning what happened to my father.

THREE

Obtaining a weapon of great power to use to protect our camp.

DREADS


ONE

Being called before the elders for a failure in my performance of my duties as a warrior, being seen as incompetent because of it.

TWO

Discovering that my father willfully abandoned my mother and myself.

THREE

Being maimed or crippled, so that I would no longer be able to fulfill my duties as a warrior: no longer able to protect our camp.

RELATIONSHIPS


Sun Kissed


"There is a distance about him so I do not know him very well, but he is a hard worker and has a sense of humor; for that, I like him well enough. Despite his hard work for the village, he seems to rather be left to himself. While I do not understand this, I suppose he is allowed his solitude if he wishes."

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