together we can guarantee ❄ weekly tasks ❄ the joy in their hearts

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — A wide smile spread across the husky's maw when he heard his task and he gave a quick nod. "Tha's a great idea, Harrison! 'M gonna' set it up as soon as I can, promise," he stated before his eyes were brought to Cry and he gave a light frown but he held his tongue until she left. "Don' listen ta' her, Harry. I think tha' was a real good idea, she's jus' bein' grumpy. Don' worry, I'll take care ah' passin' out some sweaters ta' help keep everyone warm," he assured the boy as he stood. He began to turn and looked back to his son. "Well, it seems like I got a whole lotta' work ta' do so I'll see ya' in a bit. You're doin' a great job, bud," he stated before making his way off to get to work on his play and his sweaters. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

"SPEECH"

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[melantha]

[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt;"]Weekly tasks? Melantha has been avoiding them for weeks now, but she supposes that maybe she should get out of her shell and interact with other people more. Even if it poses the risk of actually making friends, she cannot spend her entire time in snowbound hiding away from others. The young female is reluctant to make any real connections. Why? Because she does not plan on staying too long. She misses her family. Even her annoying siblings. Her worthless mother, too. All though incessant chatter and never being able to sleep without someone else piling on top of her. Melantha always complained about not having enough personal space, but now she misses the closeness. Six months have passed already. Her spots have disappeared into a sea of sandy gold--will they even recognize her? She hopes so. It is all she can think about recently. At the same time, leaving means abandoning all the connections she has made since she arrived in Snowbound; hence her hesitation to interaction. It does not help that Melantha does not do very well in social situations to begin with.

Large paws make muted thumps as they pad across the ground. Lithe muscles ripple beneath the female's sleek pelt. Not only has she lost her spots, but she has gained quite a bit of muscle definition. Sagacious olive green eyes flicker over the gathered creatures as she approaches, just in time to see Cry take off and fly away. Melantha does not pay much attention, instead focusing on the young child that everyone seems to be directing their attention towards. She opens her mouth, preparing herself to speak, but before she can get any words out she hears the word "pa" pass between lips. What? Jacob....is a father? Just how much have I missed..? It is clear that the poor girl is confused from the crease forming between her brows, but she does not say anything about the subject. "I would like a task, too, please." she says in a composed voice, offering the child a faint smile. she cannot resist--mel loves children.

[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

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Killua wasn't sure what to think of Harrison. The other was certainly lucky to be alive, but was it the right place to keep him in a clan? Killua isn't exactly sure considering that the other was going to probably be exposed to things that a kitten shouldn't have to witness for a long time. Killua knew this because Circusclown had explained to him that everyone was different when it came to the cruelties of the world. Either way, he still liked the kid, even if the other gave him a heart attack when he was alone doing everything by himself, especially around the border. He didn't care if Jacob though him and Typhoon were on good terms. If a Typhoon member decided to come to the border and Harrison was there by himself, then there would be nothing they could do to keep the other from being taken. He flicked one of his large white ears as he heard the term for weekly tasks. Something that he should probably be doing, but giving out tasks to other were boring to him. The assassin silently made his way over, catching Mel in the ground. Where the hell had she been? It felt like ages since she last saw her, but at least she was still alive. She was practically the only one that he could really be sarcastic with after all. He padded up slightly next to her, a grin on his face. Obviously something had happened for him to be grinning about something, but he wasn't going to tell anyone about it. "Yo. Where have you been? Trapped in the snow?" Killua teased at the other, but there almost seemed to be a hint of concern. He didn't want anyone in Snowbound to die. None of them deserved that right now. He would feel guilty if Mel suddenly died out of nowhere after all. His sapphire blue gaze then turned to look at Harrison, a soft grin on his features. In almost a brotherly way. "I'll take one. I trust you to give me something fun to do." The Snowstriker stated, but there was no pressure behind his words. He would take whatever Harrison gave him.

snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons

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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowstriker |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

[PIERCE]

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☀ — and till the end you're my very best friend

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Little kids had always brought a smile to Pierce's face. Even when he had basically been one himself, he had dreamed of the day he would have his own. Of course, he couldn't have ever imagined the circumstances he had his daughter (or first son, but then again, he couldn't even remember him, now) in, but he wouldn't have changed it for anything. Everything had worked out- kind of. Clementine had been about Harrison's age when Pierce left, but about a month had gone by. How different was she? Was she bigger? Did she remember her father fondly, look forward to seeing him again? God, he hoped so.

The sight of Jacob and his boy caused a small jab of pain in Pierce's chest, reminding him of the little girl who had yet to arrivev  in her new home - she would be such good friends with Harry -, but he ignored it, a warm smile finding its way to his features as he  approached the young feline. "Hiya, Harrison," the freckled man greeted kindly, his tail wagging briefly behind him as he placed himself near Melantha. He felt like he'd known someone with a similar name to the little tom before, someone he hadn't gotten along with too well, but their face and true name was lost to him. "I'll take a task, too, please, if you could spare one." The kid was pretty good at coming up with them, in all honesty- Pierce had been receiving and handing them out for almost his whole life, and he'd just gotten really good at coming up with relevant tasks.

"speech"

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[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

light the night up,
you're my dark star

Ah, it was a good thing Skyreacher arrived before Atbash, because she had the same question as him. The demon made her way over, head tilted at Harrison to signal she had the same question.

bio | female | warrior of snowbound

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[pallid-i]

His father was a good man. Harrison was quite proud to be his son, and one day, he was going to make his father proud of him. When Jacob told him he was doing a good job, he grinned wide and felt a sudden rush of confidence. Great! He was doing good, so he shouldn't worry so much!

When [member=321]melantha[/member] came over his ears perked. It was the pretty lady! Oh, she was so nice. He should give her something nice to do! "Hi ma'am! Could you please lead a hunting patrol? The food is kinda running low.. I think I eat too much though, so that could be the reason why..." He blushed and stared at his paws, laughing nervously. He had also seen her return from hunting a couple of times, and she always managed to bring back something nice, so hopefully he had given her the right task.

Upon spotting [member=186]| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |[/member] and watching him for a moment, Harrison decided to give the awesome male something good. Er... Hopefully good, anyways. "Could you please host an educational group on dangerous stuff? Uh... Like poisons and what animals to avoid and... and...." The kit's voice trailed off as he scratched at his chin in thought. He then shrugged, smiling nervously. "I dunno? Just think of dangerous stuff.." That was so embarrassing! What would Killua say? He hoped nothing negative. He was quite fond of the assassin after all.

He then turned to [member=124]pierce[/member] and tilted his head to the side. "Hello mister Pur... Pa... P-Pierce!" He fumbled with the name, but that was okay. He still had no idea how to say his last name, but he was learning! Everything he would learn in due time. "Could you please uuh... C-could you tell stories to a crowd? I like stories..." At this point, he was just giving out random things, and he wasn't sure if that was okay or not.. Especially since he was giving out tasks that benefited him.

Now he had to give [member=565]skyreacher[/member] and [member=597]ATBASH CIPHER.[/member] tasks. Since he was running out of ideas, he decided to give the two of them the same task.. Was that bad? "Could you two clean out the caverns? A little bit of spring cleaning, yeah? I'm sorry if that's lame..." He looked away in embarrassment and shuffled his paws, tail curling awkwardly around his hind leg.

❄ i couldn't even keep you

[ATBASH CIPHER.]

ATBASH CIPHER

light the night up,
you're my dark star

Ah, so it seemed that these Weekly Tasks thing was just something to do around here. That seemed fun! It was definitely reassuring to know she could actually be helpful around here. As Harrison addressed her and Skyreacher about their task, she briefly glanced over at Skyreacher before giving a nod at Harrison. "Yeah, sure!" She chirped. "Shouldn't be an issue at all."

bio | female | warrior of snowbound

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[JERSEYBOY]

// mobile + rushed

Weekly tasks, huh? Well maybe he’d do one, maybe he wouldn’t. It just depended on what it was. The tom made his way over towards his “nephew” and said, ”Lemme have one, kid.”