[wingz.]

dropping out I dont have enough time v.v

[Doggeh.]

Mark

[Nebulis]

Mark

[allinian]

reserved

[.The Bootless Box.]

Reserved

[pep]

res with the name luana - goes by lui
name prone to change
agender - they/them pronouns
asexual demiromantic

chaste - blissful - dreamer - gentle - loving - motherly
their actions are usually slowed and delayed, as they are usually lost in thought
they hardly feel romantic connections to someone but they are quick to bond in a friendly way
they are always dreaming, whether awake or asleep
they are easily frightened, which brings them out of their dreams and into a solumn state

"she said all energy is only borrowed, and one day you have to give it back"

[Kirarya]

marking <3

[Anza]

Oh my god...reserved!

[AquilaFuga]

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Atokirina
Genderfluid
(ze, zir, zirs, zirself)
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Known to few and seen by even fewer, Atokirina is something of a wanderer on the streets of New York City, staying well under the radar. Having left a lavish, privileged lifestyle at a young age, ze is now homeless, zir life spread across the open road with only the occasional hostel to call home. Some might sneer at the life ze's chosen, or take pity on zir. The truth is, that Atokirina could not be happier. In leaving behind zir somewhat sheltered life, ze finds zirself more free than ever. Ze can go wherever the wind takes zir, unseen by others as just a vagrant passing through. Others pay less attention to zir, and ze takes huge comfort in that. Ze mainly passes through unnoticed because ze keeps to zirself no matter what. Ze makes no habit of speaking with others, which, while some find it standoffish behavior, is one of the smaller pleasures in life for zir. Ze prefers to simply listen to zir own thoughts, finding them the most comforting in the world.

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Whilst living on the streets, Atokirina has learned a lot
about zirself. Most importantly is no doubt zir ability to
stick through the tough times in life, not realizing just
how strong-willed ze is until it became absolutely vital.
In addition, ze has also taken up meditation, having read
about it in an old, wet and crumpled newspaper ze
picked up. It helps zir feel more calm, relaxed and in
tune with zir body. Ze believes it has also allowed zir
to be more open minded about the world around zir.

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Atokirina has picked up a rather odd habit; when ze has time to spare, ze enjoys picking up small pieces of litter which others leave behind, and using them to create small works of art. For example, one of the easiest things to work with, in zir opinion, is metal bottle tops. They are small and sturdy, easy to bend yet can retain a specific shape well. When stuck or strung together with plastic zip ties, Atokirina finds they can be beautiful sculptures. Some of those ze has created in the past are pairs of plumerians, small animals and even a swan (which ze was particularly proud of). However, ze doesn't bring the creations along with zir when ze moves on; to prevent others from sharing in what ze enjoys seems selfish. Instead, ze prefers to leave them where they were made, in inconspicuous places such as on shop window ledges or at the bases of trees. This way, ze hopes that they won't be damaged by the feet of others or be at mercy to the elements. Furthermore, Atokirina believes that, due to where ze hides them, anyone who does manage to find them will have a penchant for looking further into things than most others might, rather like zirself. If these plumerians do find them, ze hopes that they will find joy in the small sculptures ze has made.

Though Atokirina is elusive to other plumerians, ze has a small place in zir heart for animals. Whenever one is nearby, ze feels extremely protective of them, though why this is has been unclear for zir whole life. Thankfully, the feelings ze has for other creatures don't go un-reciprocated, and they tend to be drawn to zir as well. Atokirina's soft, natural luminescence attracts a few fireflies of a night, and ze finds it easy to calm small animals such as cats, who often become the best friends ze has in zir small, quiet world. Ze finds that he can relate to them so much easier because they tend not to project themselves onto zir. If ze needs someone to talk to, vent to, pour zir heart out to, a animal won't interrupt, judge, or comment on 'what they would do' in zir position. They simply listen; and occasionally, an open ear and shoulder to cry on is really all ze needs.

Silence is an absence
Silence is profound
Silence is a conversation
Being had without sound
Silence is an expression
One that cannot be heard
Silence cannot be spoken
Although it is a word
Silence is a presence
Of great nothingness
Silence can be something
And yet cease to exist
Silence can fill a room
And have no mass at all
Silence cannot be dropped, yet it can fall
Silence is a mystery
That will forever go unsolved
Silence is how every sound can swiftly be dissolved
Silence is the sound of rest
The only sound that can sound best
While other sounds can cause great pain
Silence is not the sound to blame
For Silence is what silence is
Something that is nothing
Nothing that exists

By Kyle J. Carruthers

Well, hello! I'm Aquila, and I just wanted to say a little thank you. Thank you for creating this lovely plumerian - the avatar theme is a personal favourite of mine, and seeing the tree of life seed plum might have made my heart skip a beat! If I were lucky enough to call this one my own, I would try my utmost to be active with zir. Roleplays, smothering zir in art; you name it, I've got plans for it. I appreciate your taking the time to read my form, and I really hope you enjoyed doing so as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Coding and words: AquilaFuga
Art: Rune.
Word count: 931/1000
Good luck to all entrants. c:

[Toriguel]

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《The one who lives in a world of dreams 》



↳ Genderfluid, pansexual
↳ Age unknown
↳ Single, no family
↳ Theme song : Serenade of Water - Koji Kondo
↳ Spoken languages : English and French

↳ Blue
↳ Wind
↳ Water
↳ Surprises
↳ Blueberries

↳ Noise
↳ Currant
↳ Heat
↳ Repetitive stuff
↳ Thieves

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Where am I... Lost in a world I can't call "home".
A boring world.

Why do you look at me with this face? Are you afraid or just shocked by my words?
Yes, I don't like where I live. I would have loved to be born somewhere else, in a different world, an other galaxy.
Some days, I look right above me; I often see birds. If I close my eyes, I'm sure I would be able to feel the wind under my imaginary wings and the feeling of pure freedom when those wings would take me away of here.
I'm almost always lost in my thoughts, that's why I'm usually alone. You know, I'm totally fine with being alone; it's not as if I hate people, it's more them who don't feel comfortable with me. Can't blame them. Who would be comfortable with someone who has an empty gaze ?
My friend told me I have a great imagination but I'm using it too much. This is a great and bad thing at the same time. They also said a lot of things about me; that I'm nice, polite, anxious about details and able to see the good in each person.

One day, I'd like to see something which is different, that stand out of this boring world.
Something -or even someone, why not- that would be able to change my point of view on this world, giving me a real reason to be glad to be here.
Maybe it does not exist and I'm searching for a chimera.
But if it exists, I want to find it.



-314 words-