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crystal snow — open, joining - crownedprince - 06-26-2018
[ ooc ] i really didn't mean for this to be this long lmao oops, but don't feel like you need to match the muse, since most of it's just a flashback / narration, but it would be highly appreciated if you read it! if not, the tl;dr is at the bottom. the most important part is what's not in italics, the last three paragraphs that are not in italics!!
it had all happened so quickly, so unexpectedly. i never imagined it to happen like this, for all of it to go down this way. my mother's death. my friends being taken away from me. and it was all in my paws to save them. i had that power to go back in time to save them. i could've done it. but i didn't want to mess it up. i didn't want to hurt them anymore than i knew i could. but, oh, no, i had fucked up. i fucked up real bad. because my powers are gone now. and so are they.
it had been a normal day like always, the sun shining, the birds chirping. i had been enjoying time with my mother, chatting with her and laughing, practicing the new jokes i had created. but the chat had taken a sour turn. i had dared to finally ask the question of what happened to my father, and where he had been, all this time. i was never given an explanation. i was just expected to never ask, to act like my father didn't exist. my mother's face had immediately darkened, dread heavy in her eyes. a sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head softly. "my aduel, i should have told you a long time ago about your father. and i am sorry i never did. i- i had left him. it was nothing against him, really... i just had to leave."
confusion had filled my eyes as i looked at her, my face scrunched up softly. "eomma, what do you mean by that?" but all she did was smile, staring at me fondly. like she knew what was about to happen to her. i didn't understand. i never would. because that's when everything changed. she had fallen over onto the ground, unconscious, though i had no idea why. my screams had attracted over many others, who helped pick up my eomma and took her a safer place. i knew what this had to be from, but i didn't want to accept it. lung cancer. she had smoked for a long time, the horrid fumes entering her lungs, making her sicker every time she smoked her disgusting roll of nicotine. i had left many times when she did it, to escape breathing in the fumes, and to escape hearing her awful cough. i couldn't take it. and this had caused her to die.
she had been laying in my arms, my tears dripping down my cheeks and onto her face as i held her close to me, cherishing my last moments with her. that when she had spoken her last words to me, breathed her last breath. "you deserve to know where your father is, my love. he's in a clan called the typhoon. i believe in you, and i will always guide you from up in the stars." that's when she went limp, her head rolling softly to the side on my arm. i sobbed into her fur for a very long time, not even noticing my friends had come over to comfort me. it was all over, for that moment. she was gone.
i didn't move for a very long time after her passing, yet my friends stood by my side the entire time. their names... their names had been lucian, with a tough exterior on the outside, but deep down a very caring person, valentine, the carefree boy with an excited attitude, dylan, the leader of our friend group, though i was the eldest, with a level head but clumsy stature, shiloh, the energetic but shy boy, kinsey, the carefree, bubbly child, and ace, the young yet talented one of us all. we were more than a friend group, we were a family. a team. and we had been there for each other. but i couldn't be there for them after my mother's passing. i couldn't save them.
i had locked myself inside of my house i had shared with my mother for a very long time. i couldn't bare to go outside, to see the looks of pity that were given to me whenever i passed someone. i even told my closest friends to leave me be. and during that time i locked myself up, i wasn't there for them when they needed me most. they got hurt, one by one, in different ways, leaving me until i was all alone. and i didn't even know, because i made sure no one had come in to bother me. it wasn't until after a few weeks i came out and found out the news. they were all gone, taken away from me like eomma.
i kept going back in time, little by little, to save them, when eventually, i couldn't anymore. i was stuck in the same time i had been in the very beginning. my power i was gifted with had disappeared. i couldn't save any of them. they were all gone, too far away from my grasp. and to escape the past, i ran away from my only home. i ran, and ran, and ran, until i couldn't feel anything anymore. i collapsed on the ground, my tears soaking the grass beneath me. i am a terrible person. i could've done better.
yet i finally accepted it. i chose to live with it. the past is the past. but i know one day this power of mine will come once again, and i will be able to help my true family once again. but this was the time to find my father, to bond with him before i have to leave, to go save my family, whenever that time will be. during this time, i must learn to love myself.
and crownedprince had finally found what he was looking for, after what felt like months of searching, he had made it to where his mother had told him. his father was here, somewhere, in this clan, and he was finally about to meet him. his paw steps were shaky as he made his way down the railroad, walking towards the island where he would soon begin to live in. for how long, he would not know, but, at least he was going there.
the feline was finally able to make his way to the train, brushing his paw along it for a moment as he stood still. facing the large concrete structure in front of him. approaching it, he stopped, looking at the faded names on the concrete. some were old, almost ebbed out of the structure, while others were fresh and new. tearing his gaze away from the piece, he looked out through it to the island. 'this is it. this is where my appa is supposed to be.' he thought, his voice even shaky in his mind. but there was no time to waste. he had to get this done and over with.
adjusting his glasses, prin cleared his throat, his korean accent heavy in his words, though his english was perfect. "excuse me, this is the typhoon, right? i- i'm crownedprince, i'm looking for my app- my father. i don't know his name, but i was told he lives here. and... i'm looking to join. if you don't mind." his voice was shaky, his vision unfocused as he awaited a response from someone. anyone.
[ tl;dr ] crownedprince is basically narrating what he has been going through for about a month or so. the loss of his mother, his friends, and the loss of his time traveling power. he was told his father, pincher, lives in the typhoon by his mother, though she never told him his name. running away from his home, he came to the typhoon in hopes of finding him and staying with them until his power comes back and he could save his friends, and possibly his mother, though he knew it was impossible.
"some moments become more vivid with the passage of time. yesterday's many encounters and goodbyes existed for this moment. every alley and crossroad i walked through were all meant to lead me to this very place. that kind of moment is what i mean."
it had all happened so quickly, so unexpectedly. i never imagined it to happen like this, for all of it to go down this way. my mother's death. my friends being taken away from me. and it was all in my paws to save them. i had that power to go back in time to save them. i could've done it. but i didn't want to mess it up. i didn't want to hurt them anymore than i knew i could. but, oh, no, i had fucked up. i fucked up real bad. because my powers are gone now. and so are they.
"the sound of cicadas that chirred like showers end in an instant. in the abrupt silence, i realize life's immense beauty. just the fact that you are in it makes all the difference. even if this were a dream, this is where i choose to be."
it had been a normal day like always, the sun shining, the birds chirping. i had been enjoying time with my mother, chatting with her and laughing, practicing the new jokes i had created. but the chat had taken a sour turn. i had dared to finally ask the question of what happened to my father, and where he had been, all this time. i was never given an explanation. i was just expected to never ask, to act like my father didn't exist. my mother's face had immediately darkened, dread heavy in her eyes. a sigh escaped her lips as she shook her head softly. "my aduel, i should have told you a long time ago about your father. and i am sorry i never did. i- i had left him. it was nothing against him, really... i just had to leave."
"why is it that the happiest of moments usher in sudden fear?"
confusion had filled my eyes as i looked at her, my face scrunched up softly. "eomma, what do you mean by that?" but all she did was smile, staring at me fondly. like she knew what was about to happen to her. i didn't understand. i never would. because that's when everything changed. she had fallen over onto the ground, unconscious, though i had no idea why. my screams had attracted over many others, who helped pick up my eomma and took her a safer place. i knew what this had to be from, but i didn't want to accept it. lung cancer. she had smoked for a long time, the horrid fumes entering her lungs, making her sicker every time she smoked her disgusting roll of nicotine. i had left many times when she did it, to escape breathing in the fumes, and to escape hearing her awful cough. i couldn't take it. and this had caused her to die.
"looking back, i had known all along that underneath the glittering world before my eyes lay my deception."
she had been laying in my arms, my tears dripping down my cheeks and onto her face as i held her close to me, cherishing my last moments with her. that when she had spoken her last words to me, breathed her last breath. "you deserve to know where your father is, my love. he's in a clan called the typhoon. i believe in you, and i will always guide you from up in the stars." that's when she went limp, her head rolling softly to the side on my arm. i sobbed into her fur for a very long time, not even noticing my friends had come over to comfort me. it was all over, for that moment. she was gone.
"that everything was about to collapse with a breath of wind."
i didn't move for a very long time after her passing, yet my friends stood by my side the entire time. their names... their names had been lucian, with a tough exterior on the outside, but deep down a very caring person, valentine, the carefree boy with an excited attitude, dylan, the leader of our friend group, though i was the eldest, with a level head but clumsy stature, shiloh, the energetic but shy boy, kinsey, the carefree, bubbly child, and ace, the young yet talented one of us all. we were more than a friend group, we were a family. a team. and we had been there for each other. but i couldn't be there for them after my mother's passing. i couldn't save them.
"i turned away, sidestepped, simply closed my eyes. afraid i was, afraid to be loved for who i am."
i had locked myself inside of my house i had shared with my mother for a very long time. i couldn't bare to go outside, to see the looks of pity that were given to me whenever i passed someone. i even told my closest friends to leave me be. and during that time i locked myself up, i wasn't there for them when they needed me most. they got hurt, one by one, in different ways, leaving me until i was all alone. and i didn't even know, because i made sure no one had come in to bother me. it wasn't until after a few weeks i came out and found out the news. they were all gone, taken away from me like eomma.
"if we could turn back the clock, where should we go back to? once we reach that place, can all our errors and mistakes be undone? will happiness be ours to stay?"
i kept going back in time, little by little, to save them, when eventually, i couldn't anymore. i was stuck in the same time i had been in the very beginning. my power i was gifted with had disappeared. i couldn't save any of them. they were all gone, too far away from my grasp. and to escape the past, i ran away from my only home. i ran, and ran, and ran, until i couldn't feel anything anymore. i collapsed on the ground, my tears soaking the grass beneath me. i am a terrible person. i could've done better.
"though seasons may pass, there are places that still cannot be reached. yet another storm to be faced and to be weathered head-on."
yet i finally accepted it. i chose to live with it. the past is the past. but i know one day this power of mine will come once again, and i will be able to help my true family once again. but this was the time to find my father, to bond with him before i have to leave, to go save my family, whenever that time will be. during this time, i must learn to love myself.
"loving without fear, hesitating and parting; merely living as the person i am."
and crownedprince had finally found what he was looking for, after what felt like months of searching, he had made it to where his mother had told him. his father was here, somewhere, in this clan, and he was finally about to meet him. his paw steps were shaky as he made his way down the railroad, walking towards the island where he would soon begin to live in. for how long, he would not know, but, at least he was going there.
the feline was finally able to make his way to the train, brushing his paw along it for a moment as he stood still. facing the large concrete structure in front of him. approaching it, he stopped, looking at the faded names on the concrete. some were old, almost ebbed out of the structure, while others were fresh and new. tearing his gaze away from the piece, he looked out through it to the island. 'this is it. this is where my appa is supposed to be.' he thought, his voice even shaky in his mind. but there was no time to waste. he had to get this done and over with.
adjusting his glasses, prin cleared his throat, his korean accent heavy in his words, though his english was perfect. "excuse me, this is the typhoon, right? i- i'm crownedprince, i'm looking for my app- my father. i don't know his name, but i was told he lives here. and... i'm looking to join. if you don't mind." his voice was shaky, his vision unfocused as he awaited a response from someone. anyone.
[ tl;dr ] crownedprince is basically narrating what he has been going through for about a month or so. the loss of his mother, his friends, and the loss of his time traveling power. he was told his father, pincher, lives in the typhoon by his mother, though she never told him his name. running away from his home, he came to the typhoon in hopes of finding him and staying with them until his power comes back and he could save his friends, and possibly his mother, though he knew it was impossible.
Re: crystal snow — open, joining - Wade Wilson - 06-27-2018
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Wade didn't care much about his own parents. Never did considering they had been less than the parental type with him. Admitedly, he couldn't help but be a bit envious of all these kids with their parents forming bonds and shit. He couldn't have that kind of thing growing up, but he'd support it. The maned wolf wandered over towards the child during a bit of a casual patrol around the area, flashing a toothy grin to the other. "Not sure if I can really help out there, kiddo. Unless you know what he looks like, then you got a few good options to choose from." Not him, surely. Wade wasn't exactly dad material. "Welcome to Typhoon, King George. The name's Wade Wilson." he added in greeting.
Wade didn't care much about his own parents. Never did considering they had been less than the parental type with him. Admitedly, he couldn't help but be a bit envious of all these kids with their parents forming bonds and shit. He couldn't have that kind of thing growing up, but he'd support it. The maned wolf wandered over towards the child during a bit of a casual patrol around the area, flashing a toothy grin to the other. "Not sure if I can really help out there, kiddo. Unless you know what he looks like, then you got a few good options to choose from." Not him, surely. Wade wasn't exactly dad material. "Welcome to Typhoon, King George. The name's Wade Wilson." he added in greeting.
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Re: crystal snow — open, joining - CAESAR CIPHER. - 06-27-2018
REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !
CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.
Parents, ha. What a funny concept that was to Caesar. Sure, of course he had parents, but he just didn't care about them anymore. Or at least, that's what he told himself. Deep down, he knew he loved his parents, but they just didn't heed his warnings and therefore deserved to burn in his Home Dimension. "Yeah, can't really help you out there." Caesar agreed with Wade as he came over with a shrug. "But welcome to The Typhoon nonetheless. Name's Caesar Cipher." He fucking hated how he was still temporarily demoted for the whole Atbash situation. Meant he couldn't add his damn rank to the equation, but whatever.
Re: crystal snow — open, joining - PINCHER - 06-27-2018
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Pincher had a horrible way of viewing family to be fully honest. He had suffered a lot from his father's side, entrapped under the thumb of the tyrannical parent figure without much help. And how could he? He was the captain, the leader that no one should question for he wielded an iron fist without hesitation or concern for others wellbeing. The Typhoon that was now was nothing to what it had been in the past. It had been broken, shattered, and rugged. Members would steal from each other, kill for petty problems, and many other criminal acts that a young child should not see. But as time went on without a regard for the lonely son of the captain, the male slowly adjusted to the explosive lifestyle. He would no longer flinch when he would feel the warm splatter of blood against his pelt nor would he hold a trace of guilt when he was the cause of the bloodloss. It was what his father had wanted all along. A replica of a monstrosity. A frankenstein that came from parts of his fathers and uncle.
However, Pincher had not allowed them to completely define him though he knew it was inevitable for him to be anything else due to the lack of self identity he had. He was a creature, a breathing living creature with feeling and emotions. He had fallen in love many times and had sought desire in many ways including being with females that sought the same. Sadly, the canine knew this was another trait that he had received from his father and uncle. He was a womanizer, charming with his brilliant changing blue eyes and winning smile that could make hearts melt. So it wasn't a surprise that he had been with many and from that were outcomes of children. Hell, how many? He wasn't sure and Pincher feared that some would arrive with a desire for revenge though he could understand. He had not been there for them but due to his constant traveling, Pincher was unable to really be there for anyone. There were times where he would linger but some women would simply leave after a while, a custom that used to tear his heart apart but no longer did since afteall...he didn't have one anymore. And it terrified him that he was still trapped in the shadow of his father for Pincher found difficulty in seeing any differences.
The broad-shouldered figure was stalking through the rich tropical vegetation, his half-lidded oceanic arctic blue gaze locked onto the floor as he contemplated on the very thoughts. His crimson feather softly bounced against his tar black ear, jaws parted to inhale the mixed scents that surrounded him. His long forked tongue flicked out briefly to dig around his rows of teeth, searching for whatever was bugging since he had recently gone out to grab a bite to eat. Just as he was about to head back towards the camp, his hearing catching faint muffled voices through the large elephant ears that blocked his vision from the only entrance that leads to the volcanic island. He raised a fictional eyebrow with curiosity, halting on his path and deciding to turn tail. A possible joiner? Someone lost? A trespasser? He rolled his shoulders as the sleek doberman sucked in a small breath before heading towards the gate with his nerves settling to allow a cool stoic expression to settle over his sharp facial features.
He arrived shortly, his paws now sinking into the soft pale peach sand as he followed after Caesar, hearing them speak about not being to help on something and greeting. He turned his attention towards the stranger and immediatly stiffened, vibrant electric blue gaze locking onto the marbled bengal with heterochromatic eyes. Who...was this? And why did it cause a shiver to snap down his spine as he straightened, ears swiveling forward. He stared for a bit before blinking twice, realizing he must look quite odd standing so stifly. Clearing his throat, the tall captain rumbled "You're looking for your dad? Do you have any recollection of what he looks like? Also name's Pincher. I'm the Captain around here." He wanted to ask where the bengal was from but decided not to intrude in the younger male's privacy as Pincher simply stood among his crewmates, forcing whatever he was feeling to hide beneath his mask.
However, Pincher had not allowed them to completely define him though he knew it was inevitable for him to be anything else due to the lack of self identity he had. He was a creature, a breathing living creature with feeling and emotions. He had fallen in love many times and had sought desire in many ways including being with females that sought the same. Sadly, the canine knew this was another trait that he had received from his father and uncle. He was a womanizer, charming with his brilliant changing blue eyes and winning smile that could make hearts melt. So it wasn't a surprise that he had been with many and from that were outcomes of children. Hell, how many? He wasn't sure and Pincher feared that some would arrive with a desire for revenge though he could understand. He had not been there for them but due to his constant traveling, Pincher was unable to really be there for anyone. There were times where he would linger but some women would simply leave after a while, a custom that used to tear his heart apart but no longer did since afteall...he didn't have one anymore. And it terrified him that he was still trapped in the shadow of his father for Pincher found difficulty in seeing any differences.
The broad-shouldered figure was stalking through the rich tropical vegetation, his half-lidded oceanic arctic blue gaze locked onto the floor as he contemplated on the very thoughts. His crimson feather softly bounced against his tar black ear, jaws parted to inhale the mixed scents that surrounded him. His long forked tongue flicked out briefly to dig around his rows of teeth, searching for whatever was bugging since he had recently gone out to grab a bite to eat. Just as he was about to head back towards the camp, his hearing catching faint muffled voices through the large elephant ears that blocked his vision from the only entrance that leads to the volcanic island. He raised a fictional eyebrow with curiosity, halting on his path and deciding to turn tail. A possible joiner? Someone lost? A trespasser? He rolled his shoulders as the sleek doberman sucked in a small breath before heading towards the gate with his nerves settling to allow a cool stoic expression to settle over his sharp facial features.
He arrived shortly, his paws now sinking into the soft pale peach sand as he followed after Caesar, hearing them speak about not being to help on something and greeting. He turned his attention towards the stranger and immediatly stiffened, vibrant electric blue gaze locking onto the marbled bengal with heterochromatic eyes. Who...was this? And why did it cause a shiver to snap down his spine as he straightened, ears swiveling forward. He stared for a bit before blinking twice, realizing he must look quite odd standing so stifly. Clearing his throat, the tall captain rumbled "You're looking for your dad? Do you have any recollection of what he looks like? Also name's Pincher. I'm the Captain around here." He wanted to ask where the bengal was from but decided not to intrude in the younger male's privacy as Pincher simply stood among his crewmates, forcing whatever he was feeling to hide beneath his mask.
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Re: crystal snow — open, joining - charrie graveyard - 06-27-2018
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[div style="text-align: justify;"]Parents... Connor had never had parents, to his knowledge, at least. It was possible at one point, he had been apart of a family, as he was part feline- but unfortunately, he didn't remember them at all. In a way, it made him feel... empty inside. Incomplete. Alone. He had... no one. The LED on Connor's head would flicker a vivid yellow as he suddenly stopped walking, brown eyes blinking in confusion. It didn't take long for the male to return to normal, however, shaking his head and shoving these... feelings, away. He had a mission to complete. He didn't have time to think about... useless... things... like this.x
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Rounding the corner at the railroad gate, he immediately picked up on the scents of Caeser and Pincher, the anxiety he had been feeling just a few moments ago suddenly calming itself at the leader's mere presence. There was something... something about the canine he couldn't really explain that put him at ease. Was it perhaps related to what he had just been thinking of? No. No... no that was ludicrous. It wasn't possible. He had no one, and he certainly didn't consider... anyone ... in this place his... family. Right? His LED was flickering a rapid yellow again as he fought with himself internally for a few moments before it returned to its normal blue color once more, causing him to let out a quiet sigh. The gray tabby was finally able to pick up on the strangers scent, no longer distracted by the thoughts as he emerged from behind the wall. Padding to a stop beside Pincher, he briefly gazed up at the captain before turning back to Prince. "I'm Connor. It's nice to meet you, Crownedprince." Connor said, face blank as he introduced himself.
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Re: crystal snow — open, joining - bubblegum - 06-28-2018
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goldenluxury "goldie" roux — female — the typhoon — tags
the girl's family meant nearly everything to her. they defined her and her behaviors, even if she behaved and appeared different than the majority of them. she had been born without the pupil mutation that seemed to plague the rest of her relatives and felt very close to the lot of them, except for her mama. they all were wonderful folks in her eyes and she wanted to make them proud, so she worked hard for them. that's why she continued to work even when she should be resting. that's why she refused to sleep and followed her papa whenever she could, to make sure that he was okay.
she knew her papa had a lot family that she didn't know about, but she wouldn't ever ask about it. he'd talk about them if he wanted to; she wouldn't make him. the injured girl gently rubbed against her papa, leaning on him slightly as she arrived. her head still hurt. she looked to the older male with a curious gaze, though, wondering who his father was. he appeared to be a bengal, like her and her brother, which made her glance to her father for a moment. but, based on his response, he didn't know the male, so she looked back to the male apparently named crownedprince. "hiya, crownedprince. i hope you can find your father! my name's goldenluxury roux, but everyone calls me goldie. it's nice to meet ya."
she knew her papa had a lot family that she didn't know about, but she wouldn't ever ask about it. he'd talk about them if he wanted to; she wouldn't make him. the injured girl gently rubbed against her papa, leaning on him slightly as she arrived. her head still hurt. she looked to the older male with a curious gaze, though, wondering who his father was. he appeared to be a bengal, like her and her brother, which made her glance to her father for a moment. but, based on his response, he didn't know the male, so she looked back to the male apparently named crownedprince. "hiya, crownedprince. i hope you can find your father! my name's goldenluxury roux, but everyone calls me goldie. it's nice to meet ya."
Re: crystal snow — open, joining - crownedprince - 06-28-2018
[ ooc ] cough uh excuse the sudden change from third to first person, i may be doing this a lot to see which suits him better
i wasn't expecting so many to come at once. maybe one or two at the most, but soon i found myself bombarded by five others. they all seemed quite friendly, i have to admit, though their words of confusion and unknowing discouraged me, though it was expected. how could they know, if they didn't have a name or any information to go by? i should have expected it. surprise laced my handsome features as i turned to look at wade, who had arrived first, giving me quite the scare. i had jumped back a little bit, since i was always the "scaredy cat" of the group. shaking my head and making myself look presentable, i looked back at the manned wolf and smiled what politeness i could muster. "annyeonghaseyo, wade! i- i wasn't given much information on my father, but i'm assuming he looks like me, you know, genetics and all." this would've been a good time to crack a good joke, but i didn't feel it was necessary. after all, my brain wasn't exactly up-to-speed, since i was nervous about the possible arrival of my appa.
turning to caesar, i wondered if making a joke from his name would be appropriate. but nothing really came to my mind as he approached, so i backed off at the idea. i was thankful for the introduction, but yet again, he didn't know, either. why was i surprised? i should have known this would happen. i was so lost in my thoughts that i almost missed the next to arrive; it was my father, but of course i didn't know at the time. i looked up at him, my head cocked slightly in confusion. i felt this... familiar feeling when he came up. of course, i thought it was just my nerves getting the best of me at the time, but i understand now. giving an awkward smile, i shifted my paws softly. "uh, yeah. i think he looks like me, but i'm not sure. i've never seen him before. i- i didn't get the information from my mother before she... before she passed away." my throat seemed to tighten at the sentence, but i shook away the feelings. i couldn't start crying here. not now. sighing softly, i looked back at pincher quietly. "her name was jae eun, if that helps." i thought that obviously, my appa would know my eomma's name.
and last up during this visit was connor and goldenluxury, both being my later siblings. smiling at connor, i nodded to him. "hey, feel free to call me prin, i know the name's a mouthful." i said, laughing softly with hmy iconic "windshield wiper" laugh. i looked down at goldie, who looked a lot like him, actually, my lips twitching into a smaller smile, but i was thankful for the comment. "thanks, so do i. i like your name, it's cute. and it's nice to meet you, too." i said with as much politeness as i could, which was pretty common for me. i bowed to each of them lightly, as it was custom back in korea. hopefully my father would present himself soon, so my jitters would stop.
i wasn't expecting so many to come at once. maybe one or two at the most, but soon i found myself bombarded by five others. they all seemed quite friendly, i have to admit, though their words of confusion and unknowing discouraged me, though it was expected. how could they know, if they didn't have a name or any information to go by? i should have expected it. surprise laced my handsome features as i turned to look at wade, who had arrived first, giving me quite the scare. i had jumped back a little bit, since i was always the "scaredy cat" of the group. shaking my head and making myself look presentable, i looked back at the manned wolf and smiled what politeness i could muster. "annyeonghaseyo, wade! i- i wasn't given much information on my father, but i'm assuming he looks like me, you know, genetics and all." this would've been a good time to crack a good joke, but i didn't feel it was necessary. after all, my brain wasn't exactly up-to-speed, since i was nervous about the possible arrival of my appa.
turning to caesar, i wondered if making a joke from his name would be appropriate. but nothing really came to my mind as he approached, so i backed off at the idea. i was thankful for the introduction, but yet again, he didn't know, either. why was i surprised? i should have known this would happen. i was so lost in my thoughts that i almost missed the next to arrive; it was my father, but of course i didn't know at the time. i looked up at him, my head cocked slightly in confusion. i felt this... familiar feeling when he came up. of course, i thought it was just my nerves getting the best of me at the time, but i understand now. giving an awkward smile, i shifted my paws softly. "uh, yeah. i think he looks like me, but i'm not sure. i've never seen him before. i- i didn't get the information from my mother before she... before she passed away." my throat seemed to tighten at the sentence, but i shook away the feelings. i couldn't start crying here. not now. sighing softly, i looked back at pincher quietly. "her name was jae eun, if that helps." i thought that obviously, my appa would know my eomma's name.
and last up during this visit was connor and goldenluxury, both being my later siblings. smiling at connor, i nodded to him. "hey, feel free to call me prin, i know the name's a mouthful." i said, laughing softly with hmy iconic "windshield wiper" laugh. i looked down at goldie, who looked a lot like him, actually, my lips twitching into a smaller smile, but i was thankful for the comment. "thanks, so do i. i like your name, it's cute. and it's nice to meet you, too." i said with as much politeness as i could, which was pretty common for me. i bowed to each of them lightly, as it was custom back in korea. hopefully my father would present himself soon, so my jitters would stop.
Re: crystal snow — open, joining - ROXANNE R. - 06-28-2018
✧*:･ﾟ Trotting over, the winged feline would take a seat next to Pincher both of her ears angled forward in the direction of the joiner before she would chirp with a friendly, toothy smile on her maw "Pleasure to meet ya, Prin." There was a brief pause before she added with a light nod of her cranium introducing herself "The names Roxanne Roux," The baby crocodile perched on her head would chirp quietly as if reminding Rox that he was there though she'd never forget about her little crocodile baby. She smiled some more with a tilt of her head adding with a quick nod "And this cutie is Kalayavan," So, this guy was looking for his daddio, huh? Rox didn't dwell on her past relations and concentrated on the current ones she had though upon hearing what Prin said she would twitch her whiskers deciding to keep to herself. She had wanted to try out the name on her tongue yet had decided not to, she didn't want to look stupid in front of everyone.
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Re: crystal snow — open, joining - purgatory - 06-29-2018
Re: crystal snow — open, joining - PINCHER - 06-30-2018
Pincher could feel more arrive, first Connor and it caused his glacier blue eyes to flicker down to briefly connect with the brown gaze of the tabby. Despite hardly knowing him in a more personal indepth manner, the male already felt protective of him. Why? Perhaps it was due to the odd male holding shreds of one of his first sons personality and it brought a heartache yet warmth that he had felt only for his children that now lived with him. He noticed the blank expression that the youth had which caused a small chuckle escape from his lungs before he allowed himself to focus back onto the stranger that appeared to be searching for his father. Roxanne managed to arrive as well and Pincher noticed she had also joined in surrounding him with his back leg aiming to playfully kick her but only lightly since they always had a tendency to fuck around with each other when in public and now it was his turn to while she introduced herself.
However, he turned back when he heard the name that Crownedprince had decided to state. Jae Eun. His stomach suddenly made flips and Pincher's velvety ears pricked as he tried not to appear surprised by the name. His lower jaw began to lock up as he tensed, forcing himself not to show any expression or recognition. Jae. She...she had left him. With his son. The memory was fresh and it bit him in the back of his head, gnawing at the brain tissue as the name sunk deeper and deeper inside him. She...she had left. Yes, she had. Why had she? Why? He had already been left before by his ex-wife, why had she left then? He had searched for her and his son but had been unable to ever find a trace of their existence despite how hard he searched. Pincher had been unconsciously biting down on his forked tongue to the point he felt the sour bitter dark red blood begin to fill his mouth but he swallowed, clearing his throat. "Yeah...uh, that's a name no one here really heard about. But if you stay with us, maybe you can find out." He admitted. And he was somewhat telling the truth. If his son decided to stay then he would be able to introduce himself correctly. Pincher was a private person, not enjoying the public eye when it came to personal matters such as family.
However, he turned back when he heard the name that Crownedprince had decided to state. Jae Eun. His stomach suddenly made flips and Pincher's velvety ears pricked as he tried not to appear surprised by the name. His lower jaw began to lock up as he tensed, forcing himself not to show any expression or recognition. Jae. She...she had left him. With his son. The memory was fresh and it bit him in the back of his head, gnawing at the brain tissue as the name sunk deeper and deeper inside him. She...she had left. Yes, she had. Why had she? Why? He had already been left before by his ex-wife, why had she left then? He had searched for her and his son but had been unable to ever find a trace of their existence despite how hard he searched. Pincher had been unconsciously biting down on his forked tongue to the point he felt the sour bitter dark red blood begin to fill his mouth but he swallowed, clearing his throat. "Yeah...uh, that's a name no one here really heard about. But if you stay with us, maybe you can find out." He admitted. And he was somewhat telling the truth. If his son decided to stay then he would be able to introduce himself correctly. Pincher was a private person, not enjoying the public eye when it came to personal matters such as family.
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