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Personal Style
Apparel
Skin
Scene
Measurements
Length
4.06 m
Wingspan
5.05 m
Weight
669.13 kg
Genetics
Brick
Petals
Petals
Fuchsia
Shimmer
Shimmer
Maize
Underbelly
Underbelly
Hatchday
Breed
Eye Type
Level 7 Nocturne
EXP: 609 / 11881
STR
7
AGI
6
DEF
7
QCK
6
INT
6
VIT
6
MND
7
Biography
╭━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╮ en•tel•e•chy noun 1. The actualization of potential 2. The soul as the perfection of an object or person 3. The inner sense of purpose that drives a being towards its destiny ╰━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━╯ |
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by Gelly
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B I O G R A P H Y
The breeze is warm and carries the scent of dusty tomes along with it like a friend. Entelechy breathes it in, the freshness as much of a shock as the first time. She touches the firm stone one clawtip at a time, and the sharp noise firmly grounds her in the present. She thinks back to a time marked by her deteriorating health and the smell of putrid flesh. She had never been quite what her parents had hoped. She wasn't vicious enough, or resilient enough. She just... wasn't enough in their eyes. |
B I O G R A P H Y
It was when she was sure they had had enough of her trembling attempts to stand that a pair of kind eyes appeared. They were the strangest shade of- she hadn't had a word for the color. It was too rich to be the yellow of puss, too gentle to be the yellow she associated with disdaining grins. In the present, far from that place, she knows that the shade could be described as golden. Golden like sun warmed grass, or like the sky when the day begins and the first rays of light peek over the firs of her home. She knows so much more than when she first arrived. The members of her birthclan would have laughed at how the others had scuttled away when she was brought in. Contagiousness was no virtue here, and gnashing teeth were scorned. |
B I O G R A P H Y
That pair of golden eyes never did waver in their kindness, despite everything. They never have. With care and time she had recovered. With patience and love she had learned. The only true marks she bears of her past are her still-blood red eyes, and her memories. She is forever grateful of that. -by NotQuiteToxic |
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A chipped tea pot xxWith no saucers xxxxAnd no cups xxxxxxSat in my windowsill for years I've never had xxCompany xxxxThat fancied tea xxxxxxOr cakes So I've always kept flowers xxIn the spout Sort of whimsical xxI thought They never lasted |
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Time went xxAs time does xxxxAnd you became important And as you unpacked xxYour cookbooks xxxxFilled with cakes xxxxxxYou took out xxxxxxxxTwo saucers xxxxxxxxxxAnd two cups They were beautiful xxAnd perfect xxxxDelicate xxxxxxAnd unchipped |
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You smiled sadly and said xx"I don't know xxxxWhy xxxxxxI have these." That night xxBefore the fire xxxxWe had tea xxxxxxAnd little cakes And the flowers languished xxIn a mason jar xxxxInstead xxxxxxxx~"Saucers" by ixris |
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Bio template by Mibella, find it here. Edited by me.
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