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Posted by: sybil.
« on: November 20, 2018, 10:00:16 PM »

delphic utterances, resurrection circles
Posted by: Brynhild
« on: September 08, 2018, 12:31:11 PM »

BRYNHILD KLAUSEN
VALKYRIE | WITCH | THUNDEROUS
DESCRIPTION
FORGED A WARRIOR FROM AN EARLY AGE, BRYNHILD KLAUSEN HAS ALWAYS BEEN A FIGHTER. THOUGH SOMETIMES TOO BRAZEN, JUDGEMENTAL, AND EMOTIONALLY CLOSED OFF, THIS SELF PROCLAIMED INSTRUMENT OF WAR WILL NOT HESITATE TO LAY DOWN HER LIFE FOR THOSE SHE CARES FOR.
ACTIVITY
CAUTIOUS
SELFLESS
EMOTIONAL
FRIENDLY
TRUSTING
PLAYFUL
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RECKLESS
SELF SERVING
LOGICAL
UNFRIENDLY
SUSPICIOUS
SERIOUS
STRENGTHS
+ PHYSICAL ABILITY
+ QUICK LEARNER
+ ENDURANCE
+ SELF-ASSURED
+ EARNEST
WEAKNESSES
— EMOTIONAL FORTITUDE
— SELFISHNESS
— INABILITY TO STOP
— AUTHORITY ISSUES
— EASILY FRUSTRATED
Posted by: grassina
« on: August 27, 2018, 10:24:27 PM »

Large, snow-capped paws edged closer to the border. Her steps were sure-footed, confident. It was as if the owner knew this place. It was as thought the owner were taking a long walk home. A self-assured look marked her black and white features. This wasn't home, she knew... This wasn't home by any stretch of the word, but Brynhild knew it could be.

The young witches head was buzzing, and an ivory paw lifted to rest on her neck. Soft, green eyes moved about the land in front of her, searching earnestly for the signs of life she knew to be here.

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Large, snow-capped paws pushed upward, against the soft grasses underfoot. Pale emerald eyes squinted in the harsh sunlight, and in that moment, the owner was fully aware of the heat that graced her pelt. Once fully upright, the Norwegian forest cat swiveled her head to assess her surroundings... Where was she?

Confusion glittered in her gaze, and an ivory paw lifted to grace her neck. Her stare was straight forward, unwavering. The puzzlement on her features melted away almost instantly despite the rising worries and frustrations that were building in her chest. This place was not home. Then again, where was home again?

The big feline bit her lip. Her mind told her this entire situation was wrong, but her heart told her this was where she was meant to be. This was where she was always meant to be. Brynhild stood then, facing the lands of the Ascendants. The air stirred around her, and green eyes shifted to glance at the limbs moving in the breeze. A fictional eyebrow arched as the scent of rain on the distance reached her nose.

No, that couldn't be right... The young girl's face skewed up.


Posted by: grassina
« on: August 27, 2018, 08:53:35 PM »

brynhild klausen
first name: armored fighting woman
last name: son of klaus

- norwegian forest cat

selfish in her childhood because she was so giving in her past life // always self-assured; she can do no wrong // possible teenage angst because of vague memories // will start fights and will finish them, no matter the person or the cost // does not do well with authority figures in her youth // closes others out or is too open // is unsure of how to comfort others - possibly doesn't do well with emotions because is too young and/or was too emotional in past life // sarcastic // speech is short, sweet, and to the point // high charm - lopsided smiles // refuses to complain about certain things as it shows weakness

- things to consider:
     - may have a terrible memory? carries a journal to write everything down
     - glowing eye mutation? glows when emotions are extreme
     - knack for fighting and healing (though she most likely will only pursue one)
     - paws at her neck when she's worried/frustrated/upset (hinting at the scar around suite's neck in the past life)
     - figure out if she wears accessories or not
Posted by: Brynhild
« on: August 27, 2018, 05:45:24 PM »

THERE IS AN OLD CLICHE UNDER YOUR MONET, BABY
REMEMBER THE ARCH OF ROSES RIGHT ABOVE YOUR COUCH?
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THERE IS AN OLD CLICHE UNDER YOUR MONET, BABY
REMEMBER THE ARCH OF ROSES RIGHT ABOVE YOUR COUCH?
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THERE IS AN OLD CLICHE UNDER YOUR MONET, BABY
REMEMBER THE ARCH OF ROSES RIGHT ABOVE YOUR COUCH?
#822500
Posted by: grassina
« on: August 27, 2018, 05:31:59 PM »


Posted by: grassina
« on: August 27, 2018, 05:24:37 PM »

sigrid, hulda, brynhild, dagny
-based on lady sif from mcu
- fc jaimie alexander
- gray witchcraft (dabbles in sea/water/weather/music magick as well? alternatively a seasonal witch)
Posted by: grassina
« on: August 13, 2018, 11:39:06 PM »

SUITEHEART
ECLIPTIC ADMIRAL
THE ASCENDANTS
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Posted by: grassina
« on: August 12, 2018, 07:19:38 PM »

I'M A MASCOT FOR WHAT YOU'VE BECOME
I LOVE THE MAYHEM MORE THAN THE LOVE
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#521626

MY HEAD'S IN HEAVEN,
MY SOLES ARE IN HELL
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#6C1E36

GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,
MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE
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BUT I WILL NEVER END UP LIKE HIM
BEHIND MY BACK, I ALREADY AM
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Posted by: grassina
« on: August 05, 2018, 02:56:02 PM »

colors are too light, fix them: ShowHide
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Posted by: Beatrice
« on: July 31, 2018, 01:38:30 AM »

BEATRICE
© MADI

BEATRICE
© MADI
Posted by: grassina
« on: July 30, 2018, 02:54:46 AM »

fix bea's template & figure out the actual color scheme / if you want colored speech text
test
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Posted by: grassina
« on: July 30, 2018, 02:24:57 AM »

Posted by: grassina
« on: July 30, 2018, 01:45:21 AM »

BEATRICE
Beatrice remembered how the hauntingly beautiful, operatic voice of the Beast suddenly morph into something malicious and darker than all shadows cast upon the earth when she left the Typhoon. She recalled the searing anger in his tone when she explained she could not handle hurting someone she cared so deeply for. She could still feel the darkness raging around her as she told him she had let go of Lilyspoise's twin souls in order to restore the tri-souled feline. She could still feel the warm tears streaming down her face when the Beast promised she would never see Wirt or Greg again - unless she finished what she started.

She had begged, then, for forgiveness. His laughter was sharp; it cut into her skin like knives of the sharpest steel. "Perhaps we better make a new deal, Beatrice." The weight of his words sank heavily into her mind, but who was she to turn away the offer? She hadn't the power to stop him. "While your actions will cost you, I will still help you find your little friends. All you have to do is keep gathering souls for me. Return to the Typhoon. Lilyspoise can keep her souls. But I need more, Beatrice." She agreed. She promised she would do better, that she would be better at harvesting souls. Finally, the darkness that enveloped her had ebbed away.

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It had been about three months - 78 days to be exact - since Beatrice had deserted the Typhoon. It had been week after week of hunting and collecting for the Beast. In addition, she had also found two servants for Adelaide (which awarded her a pair of golden shears - her ticket back to the human realm so should she choose). While the canine had gathered and gathered and gathered, she felt hollow, empty on the inside. She was sick of herself and the actions she was taking, but she was so close to finding Greg and Wirt. She was so close to finding home again.

54 souls. She had taken the lives of so many in order to sate the Beast, to please Adelaide, and to obtain information. Her stomach churned as she thought about each and every one of them. The girl told herself it was for the best.

She allowed her mind to clear itself of these thoughts as soundless paws took her down a familiar path. She hated to admit her heart was beating in anticipation for this. She had spent less than a month in the Typhoon, so why did she feel so attached? Why did a small smile uncurl upon her lips as she traipsed the submerged railroad tracks? Suddenly, hope and perhaps happiness began budding in her heart which were foreign, yet welcome, emotions.

"Hello," she called, voice as confident as the day she joined. "My name is Beatrice. I've come to rejoin... if you all would have me back." Her voice grew softer as she concluded her speech. Fear slowly crept into her heart. What if she were not welcome back? The red heeler bit her lips. 'Best not to think that way, Beatrice,' she told herself before taking a seat and tugging on the blue ribbon around her neck. Blue bird song fluttered to her as she waited, and on the winds, she swore she could also hear the Beast.
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Posted by: grassina
« on: July 29, 2018, 11:42:11 PM »

Spoiler: ShowHide
GROUNDED
BEATRICE
THE TYPHOON
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GROUNDED
BEATRICE
THE TYPHOON
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GROUNDED
BEATRICE
THE TYPHOON
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GROUNDED
BEATRICE
THE TYPHOON
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