QUESTION YOUR FAITH / joining

[MERGED]

[div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-family:verdana"]"my fur is too goddamn long for this heat." was all the male grumbled as he trudged through the sand. he definitely wasn't going to sit in the searing sunlight, and he could see trees in the distance. maybe ten more minutes of walking and he would be in some nice, cool shade. the closer he got to the trees, the more the smell of rot attacked him. he didn't care much, he just wanted to cool down. his pace seemed to slow as he finally saw the spikes, the heads.. it didn't bother him. why? he'd do the exact thing. he snorted softly and simply slipped between the spikes, beginning to chuckle softly. "could've at least added some fuckin' chains. something like that. looks incomplete." he said to himself as he found a nice little shady spot on a boulder to rest on, tucking his paws under his chest.

he was sure that someone would find him eventually, considering the whole get-up of the border.

Spoiler:

[align=center]( updated [what has been updated], 10-22-19 )

BASICS
❖ Ilios | il, lios
» previous names: -- n/a
» future name: -- none planned
❖ male | cisgender | he / him / his
❖ 9 years physically | ages realistically
» born: unknown | mortality : killable
❖ the pitt| unoffical title
❖ human au | voice reference (major gore warning, inappropriate langauge).

FAMILY AND ROMANCE
❖ NPC X NPC | GENERATION 1
» siblings none
❖ [b]best friend(s): -- none
❖ friend(s): -- n/a
❖ single, widower | unknown orientation, bisexual?
❖ [ 0 ] crushes | [ 0 ] maybe crushes
❖ ½ of ship name.

APPEARANCE
❖ domestic cat [birth] | [b]health: 100% | [reference]
» current injuries: none
» recovery time: 0 0 day(s)


PERSONALITY
❖ ( ENTJ / "LAWFUL EVIL" / HUFFLEPUFF / SLYTHERIN )
» loyal | leaderly | charismatic | more to be added
» swears a lot | always kind of tired | hides the fact that he's always kind of tired | more to be added
» manipulative | abusive | more to be added
» [b]mental stability:80ish%
» disorder(s):has trauma but its not really linked to a disorder
» note: he is often compared to a sociopath, but all of the behaviour is learned from people around him


LYRIC
❖ PHYSICAL DEPENDS ON OPPONENT'S SIZE | ATTACK IN BOLD AND @/GREGORY
» currently mentoring -- none
» [b]prev. mentor: -- none
» prev. apprentices: -- none
❖ APPROACHABLE BUT AGGRESSICE | ASK TO CAPTURE/TORTURE
❖ CAN POWERPLAY NONVIOLENT ACTIONS

[redvox.]

[aine.]

[align=center]— aine | the pitt | fae druid —

The desert failed to enthuse the child.  As a place to explore however, the petite vixen hardly retreated from the burning sands, though the trek may win her a brief scolding for reckless behavior later if she wasn't careful.  Given her father's protective nature though...

Aine spotted the feline, then quickly recognized Redvox from their side of the border making his way towards him.  With a sudden burst of speed, the child scrambled towards the duo, skidding to a stop behind Redvox.  Silently, she popped her head up behind him, blinking up at the stranger with bright, hazel hues.

Truthfully, the little fae disliked the border, though her naïve mind failed to entirely comprehend it.  She frowned slightly at Vox, her dark paws shifting in the sand.  She took kindly to visitors, didn't she?  Why would Vox say that then?  She'd been nice to every newcomer she'd met.  It wouldn't be polite of her not to be.

Her brows creased as she rocked lightly on her paws, ears perked in curiousity.

— I'll come back when you call me —

[Crackers]

FOURTHWALL & GLITCHHOP
BLACK-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND / BROWN-GOLD MOTTLED HELLHOUND
MALE - 22 - SOCIAL & VIOLENT / FEMALE - 17 - OBEDIENT & CHEERFUL - THE PITT

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THEY SAY THAT I AM THE SICK BOY
EASY TO SAY WHEN YOU DON'T TAKE THE RISK, BOY

What a mixed up group of heathens they were, huh? A weirdly welcoming bat-goat, an innocent little fox child, and an impulsive monster with no morals or guilt. The latter description, of course, belonged to Fourthwall. As the massive hybrid slipped through the dense trees and out onto the path his clanmates had stopped the stranger at, he would let his wine red eyes settle on the domestic cat as he took up a position beside Redvox.


WELCOME TO THE NARCISISM,
WE'RE UNITED UNDER OUR INDIFFERENCE

"Fourthwall/neutral/Glitchhop"

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[Jervis]

do i spot... a negan??? eyes

The scuttling of the feline and uncaring murmuring from afar triggered Jervis' attention, causing him to wander over. Notably, he caught up to speed as he wandered up. Something about chains and Redvox taking control of the situation... Needless to say, the ardent had nothing to contribute. Even so, the idea for additional chains did run through his head. What a neat idea. Perhaps he'd have to consult this fellow on that.