Your Username: mmmchocolate
Name: Paloma (pah-loh-ma) Italian for dove
Nickname: None (maybe Pal? [Pronounced like Paul] or Pally? [Pronounced like Polly])
Type of Animal: Dog
What They Look Like In Animal Form: Paloma is a creamy white Whippet-Border Collie mix with very faint, slightly darker Border collie markings, but she usually looks brown because she’s so dirty all the time. Since she lives on the street, she’s very skinny in her dog form as well as her human form (so much so that when she’s in her human form people think she has an eating disorder).
Age: 1 ½ dog years (15 human years)
Birthdate: Sometime in early March
Eye Color: Dark orange
Gender: Female
Hair Style: Short and wavy
Hair Color: Platinum blonde
Full Outfit: Whatever she can find before morphing into human form (usually tattered jeans or basketball shorts and a t-shirt). She does carry around dark blue hoodie to sleep on.
Tails, Ears, Claws, etc?: Paloma can make her dog ears appear if she wants to, and if she does, then she hides them with the hoodie. Eyes and teeth are the same as when she’s a dog (which is why she doesn’t talk a lot in human form). Also, the Border collie markings are faintly visible and contrast with her light skin.
Weapon: She is not dominant in the slightest and runs at the first sign of danger or trouble, so in a way, her crazy fast speed is the only weapon she has. If Paloma is cornered with absolutely zero means of escape, she will lash out in fear.
Personality: Very flighty and fearful, Paloma ekes out a living wherever she can without getting bullied. She is extremely quiet, rarely ever making a sound. Paloma is a prime example of paranoia and cowardice. With a quiet, cautious approach and a little TLC, Paloma has the potential to open up to someone.
Interests: Finding food, a warm shelter, maybe a nice pack, fascinated by stars, secretly wants to see the world
Dislikes: Cold weather, standing out, attracting attention, being bothered, having to talk to strangers, and getting weird looks from humans about her skinniness and disheveled condition
Fears: Being cornered, getting yelled at, being betrayed, loud noises and humans/dogs finding out about her shape-shifting ability
Past: Paloma and her siblings were born on the streets in a cold week of early March to a stray Whippet-Border collie mother (her father was pure Whippet). At eight weeks, humans took them to the local Humane Society, which they liked very much, because it was warm, they got food every day, and the people were nice. At ten weeks, she was adopted by a couple with a child and taken to their house (which was in a good part of the neighborhood). Note: At this point, she never knew about her shape-shifting abilities. She lived with them for many months and grew to love them as her adopted family. At six months, when they were working with her to learn ‘roll over’, the child got a little frustrated and said he wished that Cloud (that was what they called her) was a person so that she could understand them. Naturally, being an obedient little pup, she wished to be a person like the child did. She shape-shifted immediately and freaked the living s**t out of her family. She didn’t even understand what had happened when they were screaming at her. They put her in one of the guest rooms and called the police who came a few minutes later. Before they could take Paloma away, she morphed back into a dog and bolted through town. As the cops were pursuing her, the humans jeered and tried to slow her down by throwing things at her, which was a traumatizing event. Since then, she’s had many bad experiences while living on the streets, which has led her once vibrant personality (and healthy physique) decline into ruin. Paloma has never met another half-breed or heard of Harmony
Relationships/Crush: None
Family: Paloma had a mother, two brothers, and a sister, but was separated from them at ten weeks of age. She never knew her father, though she assumes that he was a half-breed.
Friends: None (maybe her blue hoodie?)
Reference Picture?: None of her human form (I fail at humans), but the dog one is here.
:D Points are updated~~
Annddd….Two people joined CF 83 Welcome (again) to Community Fusion Val and Natsu!! ^-^
Joe moved up a rank ^^ *glomps you* <-sorry, I’ve wanted to glomp someone for awhile now….
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Alissa~
I looked around. Where was Abby? I looked at the room more closely. No TV or anything. I sighed and got up and went into the bathroom and washed my face. Ever since the blizzard, Abby's been acting weird...not telling me where she's going so I get all worried. Then there was this Peirce guy..
I heard some thuds outside. I exited the bathroom and went to the door. I cautiously opened the door and looked up and down the hallway. Black hunters crowded the hallway. Great...
I turned into my snow leopard and charged one guy who was looking the other direction. After I knocked that guy into the ground, these guys pointed at me. One said, "Ahh, a kitty. A nice specimen you'll be." He sneered, then he walked forward and the group of men followed. Some raised guns. Where is Abby?! Hope she's safe...
I bared my fangs at the men. I pounced unexpectedly on the nearest one. Then the guy who sneered at me shot his gun. I felt something hit my back leg and I slumped to the ground into a laying position. I transformed back to my human form. Then I was picked up, "Gotcha," I heard a guy say as they walked down the hall holding me. When we entered the lobby I was almost unconscious. I heard a halfer yell, "Alissa!" My eyes moved slowly to a fuzzy figure. Was that Peirce...?
Just before I went unconscious I was put into a cage.
Abby~
"Pierce...!" I said.
"Abby, I've got to go back out there, anyway, I'll be fine, okay?" Peirce attempted.
I frowned, my eyebrows furrowing deeply, "Why?" I demanded.
"I saw Alissa get taken away by them, and someone's gotta get her back. I don't know what they're doing, but I've gotta help the group!" Peirce said.
"Peirce..." I said weakly. I got off the bed and walked toward him. I leaned on the wall as I walked.
"Abby, don't," Peirce said taking a step toward me.
I ignored him. After I got close to him, I started to pant slightly.
"Abby..." he said, taking another step, this time he staggered to one knee.
"Shhh," I said bending down. I looked at my pant leg then my long fingernails. Then I looked at Peirce and counted 2 bullets. I used my fingernail to cut my pants into strips 2 medium length strips. After I was done, I slowly stood up. Then I lost balance. I saw the floor coming, then it stopped. Peirce had caught me.
"T-T-Thanks," I panted.
"Abby, you should rest," Peirce said concerning, "you're sick."
"I...d-d-don't care," I stuttered, getting back to my feet. I put my hand in his, "Don't squeeze to hard." I put the 2 strips in my mouth to hold.
"Wha-," Peirce started to say.
I pulled a bullet out of his arm, with my other hand.
"Ow!" he moaned, squeezing my hand. I winced. I tied the cloth around the wound. I did this again, but a little slower, and this time he squeezed my hand harder and I dropped the strip. I bent down to pick it up, then tied it to his wound. After I finished tying it, I swayed slightly.
"Thank you," Peirce said, he held me to stop me from swaying.
I rubbed my eyes, "No problem..." I said weakly.
"Abby..." he said.
"What?" I moaned.
He helped me walk to the bed, "Peirce...don't leave me..." I panted weakly.
He helped me lay on the bed. My breathing was drastically changing, from panting to shallow, then back again.
"Abby, you need to rest," he said, looking into my eyes. He put a hand on my cheek, "It looks like you're getting sicker by the second Abby."
I sat up, "I wanna help too! I can fight..."
"No you can't," he said.
"I can..." I said and my vision flickered and I blinked several times.
He put his head close to mine, and his eyes at my eye level, "You and I both know you can't. Abby, I don't want you hurting yourself more. I got you sick, you should rest." He put a hand on my shoulder.
I put a hand on his arm, "You need to rest as much as I do...you just g-g-got shot..." I panted.
He put his forehead on my forehead, "So? I can handle that, you're sick, you almost fainted back there in the hallway, there's no way you can fight."
How could he tell...was my face still red?
"Abby..." he said.
"Peirce..." I said back.
Then, I don't know what happened, but our lips met in a kiss. I blushed deeply and I just sat there. After a few seconds Peirce backed away and I saw that he was blushing.
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Um....
not much to say here
-Toshiki
Silence, perfect….
The sky looked so beautiful but the cold weather was bothering me; the last few days I had been walking and walkinf non stop trying to reach the building I saw and thought it was near my location.
The truth is that I really wanted a warm place to stay and for a strange reason it felt as if people was going to accept me in there.
The monks once told me it was going to be difficult to me to melt in the human society for being what I was; I didn’t believe then until it actually happened; it was true that I was accepted by some kind humans but the reality was that the majority hated halfers…
Now I wasn’t very sure how I ended in this cold place, it was as if some hidden instinct brought me there.
I stretched my legs and arms still sitting in the branch of the tree I was; suddenly I heard soft footsteps and panicked, returning to my human form, something that took me a lot of effort and that I still have to learn how to control. The footsteps became louder and louder and also increased the number; then from one moment to another a group of people appeared; the feeling they caused on me was not nice. The monk mentioned people similar to them, they were called hunters…where this people hunters? If they were it was my first time seeing them, but is they where there maybe someone was in danger…
I kept in silence watching how they slowly approached the building and then loud noises were heard all over the place, I simply hated it but wasn’t brave enough to do something about it; besides they hadn’t see me.
Then I saw them. They were three halfers who where escaping the building…they were able to fly. I sighed and automatically descended from the tree as silent as possible; I was going to try to be friends with them; hopefully they won’t reject me like the other groups had; they were few right? I slowly walked to the little cave they managed to find and instantly stop when their voices stop; my face turned to see if the cause where hunters but it appeared it was me.
“Should I? Or should I not…” I thought while waiting “I don’t want to be alone…” I reunited my bravery and step closer peeking inside the little cave; I almost had a heart-attack as my face met with another one, the only thing my eyes saw was another pair of a strange yellow eyes looking at me; my ears went down and my body began to tremble nonstop; everything became worst when the person suddenly dragged me inside the cave and hold me.
“Be silent….they are coming”
What was happening??!! I couldn’t stop trembling so I hold tighter to the person and realized two things; one she was a female and second, as soon as she finished talking a small group of hunters began to walk around.
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So this is my first post ...hope it was fine...Poochy said Toshi could appear where Sora, Cloe and Mat where...so yep :D
Your Username: vdr-07 and you can call me Val ^-^
Name: Toshiki
Nickname: Toshi
Type of Animal: Griffin
What They Look Like In Animal Form: His “eagle” part is darker than his “lion” part and his belly is brighter.
Age: 13
Birthdate: January 20
Eye Color: Yellow-golden
Gender: Male
Hair Style: Arrives to the base of his neck and its mostly straight except from the top of his head that is a little messy
Hair Color: Terracota
Full Outfit: A soft Cream turtleneck sweater with very long sleeves; brown skinny pants; brown-redish jacket with short sleeves and fur neck and light brown boots.
Tails, Ears, Claws, etc?: Claws, a lion tail, small wings (they haven’t grow enough for him to fly) and kind of griffin ears..o_o’
Weapon: None
Personality: He is a shy guy who doesn’t trust people easily, yet, he wants to trust them and in order to hide his shyness he tends to be kind of serious.
When he trust you and feels comfortable around you he will show his true nature: a sweet guy who wants to give and receive love. He hates violence but if it is truly necessary he would use it. He worries about others more than himself sometimes.
Interests: finding new friends, anything that has to do with the sky, reading and music.
Dislikes: Violence, people who makes fun of the size of his wings or that makes fun of others.
Fears: Not being able to fly, death and being captured.
Past: Toshiki used to live with his parents; however at a young age and in order to protect him of being captured, his parents left him in a hidden temple; the people of the temple raised him and loved him too much; the only problem was that that love arrived to a point in which it was dangerous for Toshiki; the monks, in an attempt of protecting him and not letting him go away, cut his wings in a wrong way; after that incident, Toshiki decided to escape the temple avoiding possible fights.
Relationships/Crush: none for now…
Family: He doesn’t remember his biological family so his family are the monks of the temple.
Friends: none for now…
Reference Picture?:
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Welcome to CF, Val :DDD
