Post by Circus on Apr 21, 2015 23:37:47 GMT -5
(I can't think of a better title tbh) (this is the redesign of my old cultsona anything involving the previous one dosent exist and never did. reality is an illusion)
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Name: Circus
Rank: Snackrifice
Original Power: Giving "second lives" to dead creatures by replacing their hearts with candles in glass spheres. they then become her spies and she can use her third eye to see through their eyes at any given time, poisonous glowing mushrooms and knowledge of useless facts no one needs. she also uses paint to mark trees (in the GF symbol code)
Power Gained After Joining The Cult: Better controll over her heart's life span (it needs to be replaced every so often) and better controll of her temper. (idk if those count but oh well)
Weaknesses: Her heart's flame being blown out, and or her heart's glass cracking, annoying noises/annoying people and I would list running out of pickles but that just makes her incredibly easier to anger
Age/How Old You Appear: she kind of lost track around 5 years of not being a dead cat but she knows shes probably under 30
Age You Joined The Cult: recently? idk
Height: 4 ft 53 (i'm just guessing here its not my height idk how height works whatever lets go with this)
Skin color: blueish fur
Weight: not very heavy
Body Type: slim, she moves around a lot and that seems to balance out how much she eats
Eyes: bright blue eye whites with dark blue pupils. also has a third eye she uses to look through her spies' eyes
Hair: none
Scars: has a large hole in her chest that was replaced with a glass orb protecting her candle heart if that counts
Special Physical Attributes: fur, third eye, is covered in glowing blue mushrooms and roots/plants
Clothing: dark blue cloak covered in glowing blue mushrooms and roots/plants. it has an eye clasp.
Physical Description Paragraph: theres a picture ^
Family: none she can remember. probably had one back when she was a living cat though.
Quirks: is addicted to pickles. Pickles are to her what danimals are to tapi. really likes cheese, hates being wrong and tends to argue with people. she dosent sleep despite needing it and sometimes she will just sort of pass out, has really sharp claws and tends to accidentally scratch people, collects bones, writes markers and messages on trees and rocks, has spies everywhere, caries a sack of glass candle hearts to put in dead creatures to give them a second life, the mushrooms spread wherever she goes, she plants them but she really do sent have to they just come, shes really agile but gets tired easily, was created when a dead cat fell into a pit of magical glowing mushrooms (later replaced heart with candle to extend second lifetime), if her flame goes out she will die withing 24 hours if not replaced, its BAD if the glass cracks, really likes pop music, size of flame depends on anxiety and depression, sometimes wears necklaces, really loves maine coon cats, she hates to lie but has to sometimes, probably addicted to pickles, may kill you accidentally, is very sorry if this happens. hates humans, humans consider it a bad omen to see her spies or her mushrooms, no blood her veins are filled with spores and glowing blue stuff. she also dosent have a tail??? shes also really akward when interacting with people and never knows where to look and is really self conscious of her body language and tends to embarrass herself on a daily basis you shouldn't let her talk to anyone. ever.
Goals: spreading her mushrooms everywhere, giving as many animals second lives as possible, other stuff idk
Interests: mushrooms, drawing, cats, bone collecting, etc
Habits: none really? idk
Vices: PICKLES
What Does Your Room Look Like: her home is located in a tree, the trunk hollowed out to fit the passage down into the cave where she actually lives. from the branches of the tree dangle candles, her door has a small circular glass pane, in her actual house bellow the tree is a few rooms, the walls are dark brownish red mud firmly packed into place intertwined many tree roots.
the rooms are:
her bedroom, a relatively small rooms, it has a lot of moss and her mushrooms are everywhere. in the corner is a bed, the frame made of roots and tree branches held together with mud that was dried in the sun. next to that she has a small table and chair. the room (like all the rooms) is lit with blue candles and her mushrooms.
her workshop, a similarly sized room to her bedroom, it is full of mushrooms and herbs of varius kinds in jars, crates and bags. she uses these to make paints, remedies and poisons. on one side of the room is a desk stacked high with leather journals full of recordings of recipes, stories, drawings and important information.
her main room, a large room with a small kitchen, a little underground spring in the corner for water ad decoration, the room is full of various furniture.
Personality: shes basically me take that as you will
Likes: pickles, bones, drawing, cats, friends, food, animals,
Dislikes: feeling depressed and anxious, interacting with people, talking to people, being akward, not having pickles, someone coming up behind her (she startles really easily).
Preferred Food Source: pickle jars.
Group Dynamics: is good if given some level of control over a situation or if told exactly what to do. also tends to strive to be the best at everything even though she dosent actually talk about this.
Friends: Fantast, Alyxrie, the Prophet and Rimbo (probably), nix (probably), A (probably)
Allies: her spies, mushrooms, the cult (for the most part) (shes suspicious of some of them), and her freinds.
Enemies: The enemies of the cult (for the most part), whoever (or whatever) ate her, "the candle" (DON'T FOLLOW IT)
Rivals: none. yet.
What Do You Consider Your Position In The Cult: information gatherer of sorts
What Do You Do For The Group: Poison maker sorta, She can provide you with most any herb you may need and her spies are usefull.
How You Joined The Cult: She just sort of stumbled across it well in the town. She was looking to buy more candles for her spies and discovered this place, then decided to join
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I made an animation of her.
cult
Name: Circus
Rank: Snackrifice
Original Power: Giving "second lives" to dead creatures by replacing their hearts with candles in glass spheres. they then become her spies and she can use her third eye to see through their eyes at any given time, poisonous glowing mushrooms and knowledge of useless facts no one needs. she also uses paint to mark trees (in the GF symbol code)
Power Gained After Joining The Cult: Better controll over her heart's life span (it needs to be replaced every so often) and better controll of her temper. (idk if those count but oh well)
Weaknesses: Her heart's flame being blown out, and or her heart's glass cracking, annoying noises/annoying people and I would list running out of pickles but that just makes her incredibly easier to anger
Age/How Old You Appear: she kind of lost track around 5 years of not being a dead cat but she knows shes probably under 30
Age You Joined The Cult: recently? idk
Height: 4 ft 53 (i'm just guessing here its not my height idk how height works whatever lets go with this)
Skin color: blueish fur
Weight: not very heavy
Body Type: slim, she moves around a lot and that seems to balance out how much she eats
Eyes: bright blue eye whites with dark blue pupils. also has a third eye she uses to look through her spies' eyes
Hair: none
Scars: has a large hole in her chest that was replaced with a glass orb protecting her candle heart if that counts
Special Physical Attributes: fur, third eye, is covered in glowing blue mushrooms and roots/plants
Clothing: dark blue cloak covered in glowing blue mushrooms and roots/plants. it has an eye clasp.
Physical Description Paragraph: theres a picture ^
Family: none she can remember. probably had one back when she was a living cat though.
Quirks: is addicted to pickles. Pickles are to her what danimals are to tapi. really likes cheese, hates being wrong and tends to argue with people. she dosent sleep despite needing it and sometimes she will just sort of pass out, has really sharp claws and tends to accidentally scratch people, collects bones, writes markers and messages on trees and rocks, has spies everywhere, caries a sack of glass candle hearts to put in dead creatures to give them a second life, the mushrooms spread wherever she goes, she plants them but she really do sent have to they just come, shes really agile but gets tired easily, was created when a dead cat fell into a pit of magical glowing mushrooms (later replaced heart with candle to extend second lifetime), if her flame goes out she will die withing 24 hours if not replaced, its BAD if the glass cracks, really likes pop music, size of flame depends on anxiety and depression, sometimes wears necklaces, really loves maine coon cats, she hates to lie but has to sometimes, probably addicted to pickles, may kill you accidentally, is very sorry if this happens. hates humans, humans consider it a bad omen to see her spies or her mushrooms, no blood her veins are filled with spores and glowing blue stuff. she also dosent have a tail??? shes also really akward when interacting with people and never knows where to look and is really self conscious of her body language and tends to embarrass herself on a daily basis you shouldn't let her talk to anyone. ever.
Goals: spreading her mushrooms everywhere, giving as many animals second lives as possible, other stuff idk
Interests: mushrooms, drawing, cats, bone collecting, etc
Habits: none really? idk
Vices: PICKLES
What Does Your Room Look Like: her home is located in a tree, the trunk hollowed out to fit the passage down into the cave where she actually lives. from the branches of the tree dangle candles, her door has a small circular glass pane, in her actual house bellow the tree is a few rooms, the walls are dark brownish red mud firmly packed into place intertwined many tree roots.
the rooms are:
her bedroom, a relatively small rooms, it has a lot of moss and her mushrooms are everywhere. in the corner is a bed, the frame made of roots and tree branches held together with mud that was dried in the sun. next to that she has a small table and chair. the room (like all the rooms) is lit with blue candles and her mushrooms.
her workshop, a similarly sized room to her bedroom, it is full of mushrooms and herbs of varius kinds in jars, crates and bags. she uses these to make paints, remedies and poisons. on one side of the room is a desk stacked high with leather journals full of recordings of recipes, stories, drawings and important information.
her main room, a large room with a small kitchen, a little underground spring in the corner for water ad decoration, the room is full of various furniture.
Personality: shes basically me take that as you will
Likes: pickles, bones, drawing, cats, friends, food, animals,
Dislikes: feeling depressed and anxious, interacting with people, talking to people, being akward, not having pickles, someone coming up behind her (she startles really easily).
Preferred Food Source: pickle jars.
Group Dynamics: is good if given some level of control over a situation or if told exactly what to do. also tends to strive to be the best at everything even though she dosent actually talk about this.
Friends: Fantast, Alyxrie, the Prophet and Rimbo (probably), nix (probably), A (probably)
Allies: her spies, mushrooms, the cult (for the most part) (shes suspicious of some of them), and her freinds.
Enemies: The enemies of the cult (for the most part), whoever (or whatever) ate her, "the candle" (DON'T FOLLOW IT)
Rivals: none. yet.
What Do You Consider Your Position In The Cult: information gatherer of sorts
What Do You Do For The Group: Poison maker sorta, She can provide you with most any herb you may need and her spies are usefull.
How You Joined The Cult: She just sort of stumbled across it well in the town. She was looking to buy more candles for her spies and discovered this place, then decided to join
I made an animation of her.
