xavier’s Comments (group member since Oct 25, 2021)

xavier’s comments from the the creature alliance - semi advanced group.

Thanks!

Someone who's like the epitome of golden retriever boy and is like really dense but also smart at the same time if that makes sense?

Caspian's also gay but I might have forgotten to change that part of his template

His template's in my thread if you want to see it

Hey! Would anyone be willing to make the best friend/maybe romantic interest in Caspian's backstory?

Oh sick! Would it be alright if I made one of the leaders then?

Ajax ran his hand through his hair like Danny Zuko but with wings - and personally, Ajax would protest that he was much more attractive and just overall better than him - like he tended to do when he was on edge, but it would be difficult to discern as a relaxed smirk was still on his face. His body was carefully not tense as to maintain his unbothered demeanor, and he focused on the gap between him and the other male, keeping the 7-foot distance between them.
"Perhaps, are you free later Handsome?" Ajax asked, and well, under different circumstances, he would be completely okay with the prospect of that, as the other creature was definitely his type. A shame that he looked like he wouldn't mind slapping the bird-man out of the air into the glass wall at the moment.
"Not attacking me right now would also be great if you really want to help me out here. I swear that I was just admiring your uh, botanical garden." He spoke, reading the name of the place off of one of the labels on was he guessed to be the snake-man's shop.

Could there maybe an underground group of people who want to revolt against their leaders?

"... Aaand that was my last straw. Goodnight everybody, I'm going home now. Fuck you <3"

"My heart stops when you look at me"

Ｂａｓｉｃ Ｄｅｔａｉｌｓ

Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ：Caspian Lune Ambrogino
＊Caspian, From Qazvin & Iran but English origin, "Caspian Sea"
＊Lune, Italian, "Moons"
＊Ambrogino, Italian, "Little Immortal One"
Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ：Bat boy, Casper, Caspy, etc

Ａｇｅ：18
ＤＯＢ： September 10th
Ｚｏｄｉａｃ Ｓｉｇｎ： Virgo
Ｐｌａｃｅ ｏｆ Ｂｉｒｔｈ： in the outskirts of a small village in the bat kingdom before his uh "unwilling move" to the shores of the Bird Kingdom, and now he lives in the central part of it


Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
Ｓｅｘｕａｌ Ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ： Gay
Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐ Ｓｔａｔｕｓ： Single

"I want my cuddles"

Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ：Bat-human
K I n g d o m：Bat Kingdom (Bird kingdom atm)
Ｗｉｎｇｓ：

"Put him down before I make you"

Ｆａｃｅ Ｃｌａｉｍ： N/A
Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ：


”My alone time is for everyone’s safety”

Ｈｅｉｇｈｔ：5'4
Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ：104
Ｈａｉｒ：He has jet black sort of messy hair that goes down to an inch and a half above his chin
Ｅｙｅｓ：light orange-like amber eyes
Ｂｏｄｙ：Very short, lean, and think
Ｖｏｉｃｅ Ｃｌａｉｍ：Open
Ｄｉｓｔｉｎｇｕｉｓｈａｂｌｅ Ｍａｒｋｉｎｇｓ：His black markings, and some scars that are littered across his very very pale skin
Ｄｒｅｓｓ Ｓｔｙｌｅ：He always dresses warm as he gets cold easily, and just wears normal clothes and types of clothes other than that
Ｆｉｇｈｔｉｎｇ Ｓｔｙｌｅ： Relies on speed, agility, blocking/defense, and strategy

<Ｉ>"Hahahahaha no"<／Ｉ>

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ： Batboy- aHEM, Caspian is quiet, likes to think that he's scary, but really he's a complete cinnamon roll and needs love. PLEASE give him love. He usually listens to dark music but don't be fooled; he loves listening to happier up-beat rhythms as well and loves dancing though he's never done it in front of people. He's intelligent but can be oblivious, is VERY dense when it comes to crushes, and gets distracted pretty quickly. He could beat you up, but it's more of a subconscious reflex thing, than it is a "I-actually-want-to-beat-you-up" thing. When in love, it'll take him an EXTREMELY long time to confess, but if he starts to date someone he'll give them his all and will love them with his whole heart and will drop anything to help them when they need it. . He's usually honest but hides a lot of things about himself including his anxiety and depression. He's extremely hardworking even though things don't always come naturally to him, and he absolutely HATES being underestimated.

Ｐｌａｙｌｉｓｔ：
~ Pretty in Pink by Selina
~ Royals by Lorde
~ bury a friend by Billie Eilish
~ Devil Town by Cavetown
~ Stolen Dance by Milky Chance

*Accidentally punches someone in the face because they tried to scare him*

Ｌｉｋｅｓ： The ocean, dancing, chocolate, stargazing, water, cuddles, warmth, hot chocolate, playing the piano, etc
Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ：Fire (HATES fire), his father, the cold, coffee, sports, etc
Ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ ＆ Ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｓ： Dancing, engineering, playing piano, art (He's not the best, but he likes it), cuddling, fishing/sailing, etc
Ｓｔｒｅｎｇｔｈｓ：Defense (Fighting wise), dancing, playing piano, math & English, etc
Ｗｅａｋｎｅｓｓｅｓ： Letting himself be vulnerable, letting himself fall in love, trusting another, cuddles (He loves them), solar eclipses, very bright lights, sweets, _____ and their stupidly adorable smiles, etc

”My Saturday was going really well until I realized it was Sunday”

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ：TW (view spoiler)[A fallen tear and a broken smile... That’s all Caspian remembered before his mother drove them straight off a cliff from a caravan, down into the deep murky waters of the lake... A strangled ”I’m sorry...” Ripping from her mouth. The last thing she had ever said to him... The last thing she had ever said. Scared and confused, he almost drowned with her, until his survival instinct kicked in, causing him to disappear from the deep black blue of the water, unable to override his body’s decision to get him to safety. He screamed and cried until he could scream and cry no more, found by a humble fisherman the next day; passed out from the sobbing and exhaustion, drenched with the salty tears of the ocean... And his own.

The kind fisherman took him in and made sure he was okay, still showing up at the door to the guest room with a bowl of hot food though Caspian rarely took the energy to consume it. He couldn't even get out of bed on most mornings, until. two years later when he came home from his job that he had only recently started to see the blood of the fisherman splattered across the icy cold floor. The only objects kept in one piece was a handwritten note with fancy black ink and pale yellow parchment... And a single red rose. With a closer look he could see that it was not red... It was a white rose, painted with the ruby red and metallic smelling blood of the fisherman, his body gone from the scene... But Caspian could only think that he’d been drained of all the blood now drawn across the floor in terrifying but beautiful designs, barely being able to make himself take the note, not being able to cry... For how can one cry if tens of thousands of tears were long ago pulled from their eyes not even a month before? There were only three sentences written in the looping cursive.

”If only you had died with your mother. If only if you both were brave enough to accept your fates. You can only blame yourself my son.

Xoxo, lots of love,
Jeremiah Ambrogino”

... And from that single crippling moment in his life, Caspian could not remember a single moment of the rest of his life until he woke up in a random children’s playground on the other side of the country with no memory of his life. A fitting place... For one with no childhood normal enough to have ever been able to see such a structure like this. He regained some parts of his memories and built a new life for himself, gaining back his childhood best friend (and the memories of him), and new foster parents who let him live by himself. He doesn't remember the horrors of his past but remembers most of the important things, and honestly, would much rather not remembering what had happened to him that was so traumatic he forgot it. (hide spoiler)]

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓ
Jeremiah Ambrogino(view spoiler)[His psychotic serial killer father, 46 and unfortunately alive, 0/10 (hide spoiler)]
Gianna Ambrogino(view spoiler)[His driven crazy mother, 39 at time of death, 4/10 (hide spoiler)]

”You’re more important than me
You always have been, and you always will be”

Ｏｔｈｅｒ

Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｃｏｌｏｒｓ：Purple, orange, gold, and white
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｆｌｏｗｅｒｓ：Purple Colombines (Resolution) and daisies (Innocence & hope)
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｆｏｏｄｓ：Chocolate, or any sweets
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｃｏｎｓｔｅｌｌａｔｉｏｎ：Hydra
Ｂｉｒｔｈｓｔｏｎｅ：Sapphire
Ｂｉｒｔｈ Ｓｉｇｎ：Virgo
Ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ Ｎａｍｅ：Cronan/Crow
Ｆｅａｒｓ：Losing his childhood best friend or someone else he loves, his past that he doesn't remember, bunnies, etc
Ｆｌａｗｓ：Look above in weaknesses
Ｄｒｅａｍｓ：To be able to sail away with his best friend (Maybe become something more) and live on the ocean forever
Ｔｈｅｍｅ Ｓｏｎｇ：Stolen Dance by Milky Chance or R.I.P. 2 My Youth by The Neighborhood

”It doesn't matter unless you're happy you know; then it matters”

Ｐｅｔ



Ｎａｍｅ： Cronan
Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ： Crow
Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ： Bat


*snuggles deeper into warm comforter*

Ajax relaxed slightly when the man seemed to relax, presumably not knowing where he was, shooting like a dart out of the tree out of pure instinct once he lunged. Breathing hard and hiding his surprise in exchange for his usual teasingly sarcastic grin, he swooped down towards the ground. Since his cover was already blown, there was no need to continue hiding, and well, he was at least a little bit curious about the snake people.
He hovered 7 feet above the ground to stay just above the creature's (who was quite attractive as he got a better look at him) reach (from what he could observe in that moment), his wings flapping at full wingspan to keep him afloat as he moved his hand in a flirtatious-like wave.
"Well hello there, nice plant-house you have here." He greeted, and if you weren't already friends with him, the look on his face coupled with his tone would be enough to slap him, especially if you were already not happy with the 24-year old bird-man

Ajax watched the naga-like being stop suddenly and immediately swung to crouch up-right on the sturdy branch he had chosen to lounge upon, his long raven black hair moving just as abruptly in the air. He hadn't been able to catch a good view of his face yet and sat very still as if he was a rock, his wings pressed back against his back as he waited for the other man to make the first move.
His lazy and watchful grin had fallen quickly enough, giving way to a more serious expression, his dark yet thin eyeliner making his gaze even more birdlike than it would be without. His eyes caught the metal gleam of piercings as the man's black and forked tongue smelled the air, undoubtedly sensing Ajax's presence in the tree canopy.
He waited with bated breath for his next move, ready to play it any which way. Who knows, maybe he'd find himself an interesting companion... or a just as enticing foe.

(I'm so sorry, I was busy the whole day)

haha thanks!

I really appreciate it!

"... Aaand that was my last straw. Goodnight everybody, I'm going home now. Fuck you <3"

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"My heart stops when you look at me"

Ｂａｓｉｃ Ｄｅｔａｉｌｓ

Ｆｕｌｌ Ｎａｍｅ：Ceres Lune Ambrogino
＊Ceres, Latin "Goddess of Agriculture"
＊Lune, Italian, "Moons"
＊Ambrogino, Italian, "Little Immortal One"
Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ：Bat Girl, Cer, etc

Ａｇｅ：19
ＤＯＢ： September 10th
Ｚｏｄｉａｃ Ｓｉｇｎ： Virgo
Ｐｌａｃｅ ｏｆ Ｂｉｒｔｈ： in the outskirts of a small village in the bat kingdom before her uh "unwilling move" to the shores of the Bird Kingdom, and now she lives in the central part of it


Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Female
Ｓｅｘｕａｌ Ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ： Lesbian
Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓｈｉｐ Ｓｔａｔｕｓ： Single (Taken by Maria)

"I want my cuddles"

Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ：Bat-human
K I n g d o m：Bat Kingdom (Bird kingdom atm)
Ｗｉｎｇｓ：

"Put her down before I make you"

Ｆａｃｅ Ｃｌａｉｍ： N/A
Ａｐｐｅａｒａｎｃｅ：
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”My alone time is for everyone’s safety”

Ｈｅｉｇｈｔ：5'4
Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ：104
Ｈａｉｒ：She has jet black and straight hair that barely hits her shoulders
Ｅｙｅｓ：light orange-like amber eyes
Ｂｏｄｙ：Very short, lean, and thin
Ｖｏｉｃｅ Ｃｌａｉｍ：Open
Ｄｉｓｔｉｎｇｕｉｓｈａｂｌｅ Ｍａｒｋｉｎｇｓ：Her black markings, and some scars that are littered across her very very pale skin
Ｄｒｅｓｓ Ｓｔｙｌｅ：She always dresses warm as she gets cold easily, and just wears normal clothes and types of clothes other than that
Ｆｉｇｈｔｉｎｇ Ｓｔｙｌｅ： Relies on speed, agility, blocking/defense, and strategy

<Ｉ>"Hahahahaha no"<／Ｉ>

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ： Batgirl- aHEM, Ceres is quiet, likes to think that she's scary, but really she's a complete cinnamon roll and needs love. PLEASE give her love. She usually listens to dark music but don't be fooled; she loves listening to happier up-beat rhythms as well and loves dancing though she's never done it in front of people. She’s intelligent but can be oblivious, is VERY dense when it comes to crushes, and gets distracted pretty quickly. She could beat you up, but it's more of a subconscious reflex thing, than it is a "I-actually-want-to-beat-you-up" thing. When in love, it'll take her an EXTREMELY long time to confess, but if she starts to date someone she’ll give them her all and will love them with her whole heart and will drop anything to help them when they need it . She’s usually honest but hides a lot of things about herself including her anxiety and depression. She’s extremely hardworking even though things don't always come naturally to her, and she absolutely HATES being underestimated.

Ｐｌａｙｌｉｓｔ：
~ Pretty in Pink by Selina
~ Royals by Lorde
~ bury a friend by Billie Eilish
~ Devil Town by Cavetown
~ Stolen Dance by Milky Chance

*Accidentally punches someone in the face because they tried to scare her*

Ｌｉｋｅｓ： The ocean, dancing, chocolate, stargazing, water, cuddles, warmth, hot chocolate, playing the piano, etc
Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ：Fire (HATES fire), her father, the cold, coffee, sports, etc
Ｈｏｂｂｉｅｓ ＆ Ｉｎｔｅｒｅｓｔｓ： Dancing, engineering, playing piano, art (She’s not the best, but she likes it), cuddling, fishing/sailing, etc
Ｓｔｒｅｎｇｔｈｓ：Defense (Fighting wise), dancing, playing piano, math & English, etc
Ｗｅａｋｎｅｓｓｅｓ： Letting herself be vulnerable, letting herself fall in love, trusting another, cuddles (She loves them), solar eclipses, very bright lights, sweets, _____ and their stupidly adorable smiles, etc

”My Saturday was going really well until I realized it was Sunday”

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ：TW (view spoiler)[A fallen tear and a broken smile... That’s all Ceres remembered before her mother drove them straight off a cliff from a caravan, down into the deep murky waters of the lake... A strangled ”I’m sorry...” Ripping from her mouth. The last thing she had ever said to her... The last thing she had ever said. Scared and confused, she almost drowned with her, until her survival instinct kicked in, causing her to frantically swim up from the deep black blue of the water, unable to override her body’s decision to get her to safety. She screamed and cried until she could scream and cry no more, found by a humble fisherman the next day; passed out from the sobbing and exhaustion, drenched with the salty tears of the ocean... And her own.

The kind fisherman took her in and made sure she was okay, still showing up at the door to the guest room with a bowl of hot food though Ceres rarely took the energy to consume it. She couldn't even get out of bed on most mornings, until two years later when she came home from his job that she had only recently started to see the blood of the fisherman splattered across the icy cold floor. The only objects kept in one piece was a handwritten note with fancy black ink and pale yellow parchment... And a single red rose. With a closer look she could see that it was not red... It was a white rose, painted with the ruby red and metallic smelling blood of the fisherman, his body gone from the scene... But Ceres could only think that he’d been drained of all the blood now drawn across the floor in terrifying but beautiful designs, barely being able to make herself take the note, not being able to cry... For how can one cry if tens of thousands of tears were long ago pulled from their eyes not even a month before? There were only three sentences written in the looping cursive.

”If only you had died with your mother. If only if you both were brave enough to accept your fates. You can only blame yourself my daughter.

Xoxo, lots of love,
Jeremiah Ambrogino”

... And from that single crippling moment in her life, Ceres could not remember a single moment of the rest of her life until he woke up in a random children’s playground on the other side of the country with no memory of her life. A fitting place... For one with no childhood normal enough to have ever been able to see such a structure like this. She regained some parts of her memories and built a new life for herself, gaining back her childhood best friend (and the memories of him), and new foster parents who let her live by herself. She doesn't remember the horrors of her past but remembers most of the important things, and honestly, would much rather not remembering what had happened to her that was so traumatic he forgot it. (hide spoiler)]

Ｒｅｌａｔｉｏｎｓ
Jeremiah Ambrogino(view spoiler)[Her psychotic serial killer father, 46 and unfortunately alive, 0/10 (hide spoiler)]
Gianna Ambrogino(view spoiler)[Her driven crazy mother, 39 at time of death, 4/10 (hide spoiler)]

”You’re more important than me
You always have been, and you always will be”

Ｏｔｈｅｒ

Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｃｏｌｏｒｓ：Purple, orange, gold, and white
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｆｌｏｗｅｒｓ：Purple Colombines (Resolution) and daisies (Innocence & hope)
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｆｏｏｄｓ：Chocolate, or any sweets
Ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ Ｃｏｎｓｔｅｌｌａｔｉｏｎ：Hydra
Ｂｉｒｔｈｓｔｏｎｅ：Sapphire
Ｂｉｒｔｈ Ｓｉｇｎ：Virgo
Ｆａｍｉｌｉａｒ Ｎａｍｅ：Cronan/Crow
Ｆｅａｒｓ：Losing her childhood best friend or someone else she loves, his past that her doesn't remember, bunnies, etc
Ｆｌａｗｓ：Look above in weaknesses
Ｄｒｅａｍｓ：To be able to sail away with her best friend and live on the ocean forever
Ｔｈｅｍｅ Ｓｏｎｇ：Stolen Dance by Milky Chance or R.I.P. 2 My Youth by The Neighborhood

”It doesn't matter unless you're happy you know; then it matters”

Ｐｅｔ



Ｎａｍｅ： Cronan
Ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ： Crow
Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ： Male
Ｓｐｅｃｉｅｓ： Bat


*snuggles deeper into warm comforter*

SHE'S AMAZINGGGGGGGGGGGG

kit is thinking about phoenix wright wrote: "♘ Character's Full Name: Willow Ekaterina Rozvodovsky
♘ Reason or meaning of name:
- Willow, English, ‘Slender’
- Ekaterina, Russian, ‘Pure’
- Rozvodovsky, Russian, Unknown
♘ Nickname: Will, Red
♘..."

WAIT THAT'S MY TEMPLATE RIGHT?

I LITERALLY JUST REALIZED XDDD

The winged heathen hung upside down from high up in the canopy of the trees located in the spacious garden, having found his way in from one of the back doors a little less than 45 minutes prior. He had decided to explore the kingdom of snakes after being stationed there by the royal family, soon getting terribly bored. He decided to fly aimlessly before finding the rounded glass structure and finding a way in, spending time hanging from the trees and just spending time away from the city he was chosen to gain information on. His wings were most brown, white and black, his covert wings dyed a dark metallic blue and fluttering absentmindedly as he relaxed. He stiffened at the sounds of moving and saw a white snake-tailed man move towards the front of a store -presumably his- and tend to a rosebush. Ajax was careful to stay silent and still, just watching his movements for now. As arrogant and hotheaded as he was, he was good at his job, and one of the first rules, was that if you could avoid it, never get caught and don't confront anyone first.

The goodbye is the hardest part
When we find ourselves back at the start
But I'm not so brave, and I'm not so smart, no
I'm doing you a favor, doing you a favor

{aesthetic board, gif, etc}

calix - 19 - trans male [he/him though he doesn't mind being called by other pronouns] - demisexual and pan romantic - your local tired baker

Calix is a generally quiet and introverted person who doesn't necessarily enjoy being around other people except for the very few that he actually enjoys the company of. Because of his hulking figure, most would never think that he's actually a usually peace-making baker boi who just wants to make his delectable treats in peace. He also likes to box in a gym located near his house, but he sees it as a way to work out; not to strengthen his combat skills. When he loves you, he'll make it a point to make your favorite treats very often so on the off chance that you come and visit (he's a homebody), you'll get an affectionately made treat. He's quite protective of those he loves but is otherwise self-serving, and won't step in to stop arguments/fights unless he feels like he has to. He's also usually very tired and therefore has no energy to pretend to be anyone else or lie, so if he says that you look like a dump truck on a particular day, he's not saying to be mean but you know he's being honest which might be worse.

One day you will understand
Why I pushed you away as I am
And you will find a better man than I am
Trust, I'm doing you a favor, doing you a favor

History: Calix lived a relatively normal life smack dab in the middle of the bunny empire with his two middle-class healer parents. He used to want to be a medic just like them, but learned that he would have to actually socialize with other people all of the time to do that sooooo... that's a no from him. He started working at his grandfather's bakery when he was fifteen and now it's the only thing he can ever see himself doing. As of right now, he's owned the quite popular bakery for a few years, and as he pretty much hates change, he feels no need to ever do anything different.

Despicable
I'm just a bottom feeder (uh huh)
Despicable
I ain't never been a keeper (oh no)
Despicable
Love her then I leave her

Good Qualities:
- 100% Honest
- Intelligent
- Observant
- Loyal

Flaws
- Blunt (To a detrimental point)
- Untrusting
- Self-serving except for the few people that he cares about
- Can be overly protective

Likes
- Carroway (Doesn't know it yet though; still in denial)
- The smell of baking bread
- Being in a kitchen in general (He thinks of it as familiar and safe)
- Boxing
- Sleeping

Dislikes
- Most canines (because of what happened to Carroway)
- Particularly loud people
- Country music (with a BURNING passion)
- Tea
- Boiled carrots

Fears
- Thalassophobia

And if I were you, I wouldn't love me neither
Said if I were you, I wouldn't love me neither

face claim; N/A || voice claim; IDKY

Calix is a very tall and intimidating person, standing at 6'4 with a muscular and lean build. He has soft and straight dark silvery hair and matching slate grey eyes, one of them very slightly blue-tinted. He has burns on his arms attributed to his baking career, and a scars on his hands because of mishaps occurring while he prepared ingredients for his baked goods.
Clothing Style

I wouldn't love me neither
Despicable

Friends
- Carroway | 18 | male [he/him] | (view spoiler)[They met when Carroway snuck away from the palace one time and found himself at Calix's bakery (hide spoiler)]
Enemies
TBD

The boy who fell into the sky
Had no one there to watch him cry
He looked at you with his empty eyes and said:
"I'm doing you a favor, doing you a favor."

author's note completely half a**ed this :D

Said if I were you, I wouldn't love me neither

Oh sick I'd love to!

haha the one you posted, sorry

What traits would they have to have?