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" ...The difference from me and you is that I'm the one who's hungry. Feed me. "
[ P R O F I L E ]
ID #/ Card: 523694901
Name: Panther Chu'si
THREADCUTTER username: gimmeSTEAK
Gender: Female
Age: 18 when diseased
Height: 5'4" or 163 cm
Location: America, specifically around the New York area-- so much yummy food to stare at. Attracted to areas with food.
Cell Phone: A very cheap Tracfone with several bits chewed on and has meat-designed food phone charms attached.
Level of spiritual awareness: LEVEL 6
Title:

[ C O M B A T ]
Weapon of Death: A spear adorned with several amber colored gems, some bandages and some plain cloth ties.
HP: 17
STR: 4 [████]
She had always taken on a man's jobs rather than staying at home, farming or crafting. She loved hunting and testing her skills, leading to a slightly increased strength.
DEX: 4 [████]
Panther's curiosity and creativity caused her to find many uses for a single object, as well as her dexterity which everything she used. The lack of technology allowed her to require better hand skills and, in turn, a higher dexterity.
CON: 2 [██]
Being in the wilderness, she had to have developed at least some constitution with the rigorous work and environment fraught with danger. Of course, she isn't extremely tough.
INT: 2 [██]
Panther only has enough intelligence for her to survive, knowing things from what is poisonous to what an animal's reactions mean to even knowing when or what other humans think-- or at least suggest to.
WIS: 1 [█]
Let's just say... Panther isn't to wise. Wisdom is only something she absorbs if it comes to food...
CHA: 0 [ ]
Nah.

ok i'm sorry--
Panther isn't all to great at speaking with others, likely due to her preference to action first. Additionally, her hunting instead of performing what her gender's job should be had caused her to be an outcast, not allowing much for human interaction except for with her little siblings who didn't even need much intricate conversing anyway.

[ C H A R A C T E R ]
Personality:
+ Playful || + Adaptable || + Doting || + Observant || + Protective || + Resourceful || +/- Dynamic || - Mischievous || - Aloof || - Unpredictable || - Very Often Peckish || - Instinctive

Panther grew up surrounded by nature and caused her to be centered towards acting on what she has. She’s very resourceful, able to use even simple grass to /eventually/ build an entire hut, or using tree bark to use as a weapon or some armor. Thanks to her not sticking with the basic roles assigned to most people of her tribe, she's skilled in hunting, trapping and sometimes even just running away. She would never abandon her friends, however, and would even go as far as murder to protect them-- if it's an available option. Of course, protection goes no where if Panther has no love for you. Don't worry-- you'll definitely know when she cares because she will make it known to the world. Whether it be by picking on you like a big sister would, or shower you with pets and gifts (including dead mice), she is definitely doting on those who befriend her.

Panther's paranoia from when she was alive has caused her to stray from crowds (the only reason she stays around New York is thanks to the food...), is protective and very perceptive of the littlest of details-- she looks for anything could ruin the peace-loving hunter. Thanks to this though, she can tell at least half the time when someone is uncomfortable about her presence and will likely back out if she respects you enough. However, other than leaving someone moody alone or interacting with people like how siblings should... she has no idea how to act. So, Panther is very impulsive, relying on her instincts and skills to carry her through her death as an apprentice. Similarly, she also has difficulty conversing with many people and relies mostly on actions. When speaking to someone new, she's likely to use bodily motions to communicate and once she's opened up, she starts to talk more, albeit she still relies on action a lot with even her friends.

Obituary:
1765 - 1783 Through the colonization of America; executed at the hands of her tribe.
"...As much as this moment in my life... or death... pains me, I remember it almost clear as day. Unfortunately, the only part that is hazy is the part where I saw my siblings smile before I left to do my deed each day... Shows what kind of family I am... "

Bio:
" Death as an apprentice was strange at first, but when I first got here my reaction might have seem a bit... lackluster. It wasn't really a surprise or a hell for me... it was simply continuing my life... or death? It gets too confusing for someone like me. It became every day routine... "killing" people... I had no qualms killing if it was for the good of someone... I have no right to say otherwise, after all. Especially after what I did to my siblings... However, there was one thing that did pique my interest, other than the beautiful chrysanthemuhms or the extensive building I could explore, which was the child I was teamed up with. He... his original team seemed to have... left... His sorrow reminded me of my siblings... that's why I took the role of being his older sibling as well. Before I let any of my teammates get hurt, I will die for them. Even throughout the constantly changing years at this place, this is the one thing that remains the same for me.

My death?

Honestly... I can't remember all of what it was like living... The only clear thing I remember are the lonely trees that swayed in the wind as they passed judgement on me... However, the fuzzy images of my siblings and our carefree days of roaming the lands of mystery we lived in still remains in my head...

In our tribe, I was one of the most strange children. I insisted on taking on acts that men usually undertook, while disregarding most of the women's jobs. Sometimes, I did even better than them and beat them in duels of both strength and resourcefulness. Of course, I had to perform the basics roles they assigned women, but I refused further improvement... (which did have an effect on my mental abilities, BUT NO MATTER!). The only time I truly felt alive is when I'm experiencing the world-- which is something I can't do sewing. My siblings were simply the tribe's children who were in a similar boat as well, having interest in jobs not meant for them or being the unique children that they are. They... never really did well with the others-- but I loved them no matter what. So, I took on the job of protecting and raising them.

Our tribe hated the strange men that came to our land, me included. I personally would not have minded so long they left my family alone... but they didn't. One man with this look full of malice came to our village, asking to stay in our village as per our peace agreement. Of course, I was extremely skeptical of this stranger, but we had no choice-- we didn't know what kind of strange contraptions they had at the time... I couldn't risk my family getting hurt. Spirits, if I hadn't agreed, none of my ancestors would have accepted me into the afterlife, leaving me to roam forever. How ironic, being that I'm still roaming today.

Once that man settled down in his hut for the night, everyone started acting strange and some became sick... Sik'is... Cha'risa... Everybody. I couldn't blame anyone for being paranoid... but even my innocent siblings. That cursed man did something to them... We had to leave. Everybody did. We all left at the crack of dawn, hoping to escape this man's plague... but it had even worse effects. Everybody changed... we all became paranoid of each other and even the nature we loved so much. At one point, we got so paranoid that we couldn't even scavenge food... and when we did, someone would say something and everyone would refuse to eat it-- calling only themselves pure... But I had to feed my siblings.

I... succumbed to the paranoia as well. Everyone believed they were the only pure beings and since everyone said they were pure, then they would be safe for eating... right? I killed a man and I kept doing it for three days. My siblings were starving... I had no choice. The villagers saw the only punishment there was for me... And when they decided to kill me, I couldn't dare look at the siblings that depended on me... How did they feel after finding out they ate people...? "

[ A D D I T I O N A L ]
Likes/Dislikes:
♥ Meat (Food, to be more accurate)
✔ Friends, she will always take care of them
✔ Cats-- big cats, small cats, all cats!
✔ Siblings
✔ Anything to do with nature. Especially rain.
✔ All you can eat buffets
✔ High places (you can certainly find her on top of bookcases... or sometimes on a chandelier...)
✔ Signs-- stop signs, yield signs, McDonalds signs-- you name it. She'll steal it.
✔ Fluffy stuff
✔ Chewing on random things

✘ Spicy food
✘ Cold temperatures
✘ Being sick
✘ Being starving
✘ Dinosaurs. Dinosaur shaped nuggets. Dinosaur images. Basically all kinds of dinosaurs...
✘ Catnip... to be honest she loves it but she always feels stupid afterwards...
✘ Drawing. She gets annoyed easily and gives up quickly.
✘ Video games. How do we work these things? What is this thing called a bumper?? A "B" BUTTON"??? WHAT?????

Extra:
- Chu'si means snake flower.
- She will chew on electrical wires (as long as they're not plugged in.)
- She sometimes steals cats from the living world and bring them into the HQ. She brings them back after a bit in case their owners miss them.
- Her dream is to be laying in a meadow and sleep with some panthers... without getting eaten.
- Pansexual... get it? Panther?... . . .. . yeah no she's actually just pansexual//////
- She hasn't actually eaten anybody herself, but was very close to if she wasn't going to be executed.
- Has xanthophobia and selachophobia-- fear of the color yellow and sharks... don't make her look in a mirror at her eyes pls.
- Her right canine tooth is slightly sharper than the rest of her teeth.

Contact:
Skype || MOST ACTIVE
Ask me for my skype and I'll totally be up for giving it to you!! If I don't reply in a while, dont be afraid to remind me!! * q*
Google Docs || IT'S COOL
I like doing these sometimes because I like the idea of just dropping in a reply without being pressured to have someone else see me typing fo r e v e r;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; (lol even though it actually shows what you’re typing bUT STILL) also its like auto records of rps * q *
Notes || I FORGET EASILY
Still up for these, but I often forget!! Don't be afraid to remind me!! <3
Chat || YOU'LL SEE ME IN CHAT OFTEN
idk i like chats you'll often see me in chat B) ask me to rp and heck yeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Forum || BRO I LOVE THIS IDEA ILL TRY BEING ACTIVE IN IT!!
The forum looks so beautiful I really want to train myself to be active in it * q* Plus there's so much potential in it--- don't be afraid to ask me for forum rps!!

Relationships:
Silvanus || SoundSpectre’s child || “Meatbun”
“ ...Meatbun is one of my kin, almost like my child, and one I’ve known for a lot longer than anybody else. He’s usually the one who cooks my food, but if whenever he forgets to cook… We have plenty of spices in the kitchen to season him with... Unfortunately he lacks the substance to be a good meal.“

Team/Partners:
Team: screams ill update this later

Description

so u remember how i was gonna animate it......
i gOT LAZY PLS DONT YELL AT ME

edit: sOBS THE BOTTOM PORTION OF THE HTML KEEPS FREAKING OUT I DONT UNDERSTAND....... EVERY TIME I EDIT IT IT REMOVES SOME TAGS

" ...The difference from me and you is that I'm the one who's hungry. Feed me. "
[ P R O F I L E ]
ID #/ Card: 523694901
Name: Panther Chu'si
THREADCUTTER username: gimmeSTEAK
Gender: Female
Age: 18 when diseased
Height: 5'4" or 163 cm
Location: America, specifically around the New York area-- so much yummy food to stare at. Attracted to areas with food.
Cell Phone: A very cheap Tracfone with several bits chewed on and has meat-designed food phone charms attached.
Level of spiritual awareness: LEVEL 6
Title:

[ C O M B A T ]
Weapon of Death: A spear adorned with several amber colored gems, some bandages and some plain cloth ties.
HP: 17
STR: 4 [████]
She had always taken on a man's jobs rather than staying at home, farming or crafting. She loved hunting and testing her skills, leading to a slightly increased strength.
DEX: 4 [████]
Panther's curiosity and creativity caused her to find many uses for a single object, as well as her dexterity which everything she used. The lack of technology allowed her to require better hand skills and, in turn, a higher dexterity.
CON: 2 [██]
Being in the wilderness, she had to have developed at least some constitution with the rigorous work and environment fraught with danger. Of course, she isn't extremely tough.
INT: 2 [██]
Panther only has enough intelligence for her to survive, knowing things from what is poisonous to what an animal's reactions mean to even knowing when or what other humans think-- or at least suggest to.
WIS: 1 [█]
Let's just say... Panther isn't to wise. Wisdom is only something she absorbs if it comes to food...
CHA: 0 [ ]
Nah.

ok i'm sorry--
Panther isn't all to great at speaking with others, likely due to her preference to action first. Additionally, her hunting instead of performing what her gender's job should be had caused her to be an outcast, not allowing much for human interaction except for with her little siblings who didn't even need much intricate conversing anyway.

[ C H A R A C T E R ]
Personality:
+ Playful || + Adaptable || + Doting || + Observant || + Protective || + Resourceful || +/- Dynamic || - Mischievous || - Aloof || - Unpredictable || - Very Often Peckish || - Instinctive

Panther grew up surrounded by nature and caused her to be centered towards acting on what she has. She’s very resourceful, able to use even simple grass to /eventually/ build an entire hut, or using tree bark to use as a weapon or some armor. Thanks to her not sticking with the basic roles assigned to most people of her tribe, she's skilled in hunting, trapping and sometimes even just running away. She would never abandon her friends, however, and would even go as far as murder to protect them-- if it's an available option. Of course, protection goes no where if Panther has no love for you. Don't worry-- you'll definitely know when she cares because she will make it known to the world. Whether it be by picking on you like a big sister would, or shower you with pets and gifts (including dead mice), she is definitely doting on those who befriend her.

Panther's paranoia from when she was alive has caused her to stray from crowds (the only reason she stays around New York is thanks to the food...), is protective and very perceptive of the littlest of details-- she looks for anything could ruin the peace-loving hunter. Thanks to this though, she can tell at least half the time when someone is uncomfortable about her presence and will likely back out if she respects you enough. However, other than leaving someone moody alone or interacting with people like how siblings should... she has no idea how to act. So, Panther is very impulsive, relying on her instincts and skills to carry her through her death as an apprentice. Similarly, she also has difficulty conversing with many people and relies mostly on actions. When speaking to someone new, she's likely to use bodily motions to communicate and once she's opened up, she starts to talk more, albeit she still relies on action a lot with even her friends.

Obituary:
1765 - 1783 Through the colonization of America; executed at the hands of her tribe.
"...As much as this moment in my life... or death... pains me, I remember it almost clear as day. Unfortunately, the only part that is hazy is the part where I saw my siblings smile before I left to do my deed each day... Shows what kind of family I am... "

Bio:
" Death as an apprentice was strange at first, but when I first got here my reaction might have seem a bit... lackluster. It wasn't really a surprise or a hell for me... it was simply continuing my life... or death? It gets too confusing for someone like me. It became every day routine... "killing" people... I had no qualms killing if it was for the good of someone... I have no right to say otherwise, after all. Especially after what I did to my siblings... However, there was one thing that did pique my interest, other than the beautiful chrysanthemuhms or the extensive building I could explore, which was the child I was teamed up with. He... his original team seemed to have... left... His sorrow reminded me of my siblings... that's why I took the role of being his older sibling as well. Before I let any of my teammates get hurt, I will die for them. Even throughout the constantly changing years at this place, this is the one thing that remains the same for me.

My death?

Honestly... I can't remember all of what it was like living... The only clear thing I remember are the lonely trees that swayed in the wind as they passed judgement on me... However, the fuzzy images of my siblings and our carefree days of roaming the lands of mystery we lived in still remains in my head...

In our tribe, I was one of the most strange children. I insisted on taking on acts that men usually undertook, while disregarding most of the women's jobs. Sometimes, I did even better than them and beat them in duels of both strength and resourcefulness. Of course, I had to perform the basics roles they assigned women, but I refused further improvement... (which did have an effect on my mental abilities, BUT NO MATTER!). The only time I truly felt alive is when I'm experiencing the world-- which is something I can't do sewing. My siblings were simply the tribe's children who were in a similar boat as well, having interest in jobs not meant for them or being the unique children that they are. They... never really did well with the others-- but I loved them no matter what. So, I took on the job of protecting and raising them.

Our tribe hated the strange men that came to our land, me included. I personally would not have minded so long they left my family alone... but they didn't. One man with this look full of malice came to our village, asking to stay in our village as per our peace agreement. Of course, I was extremely skeptical of this stranger, but we had no choice-- we didn't know what kind of strange contraptions they had at the time... I couldn't risk my family getting hurt. Spirits, if I hadn't agreed, none of my ancestors would have accepted me into the afterlife, leaving me to roam forever. How ironic, being that I'm still roaming today.

Once that man settled down in his hut for the night, everyone started acting strange and some became sick... Sik'is... Cha'risa... Everybody. I couldn't blame anyone for being paranoid... but even my innocent siblings. That cursed man did something to them... We had to leave. Everybody did. We all left at the crack of dawn, hoping to escape this man's plague... but it had even worse effects. Everybody changed... we all became paranoid of each other and even the nature we loved so much. At one point, we got so paranoid that we couldn't even scavenge food... and when we did, someone would say something and everyone would refuse to eat it-- calling only themselves pure... But I had to feed my siblings.

I... succumbed to the paranoia as well. Everyone believed they were the only pure beings and since everyone said they were pure, then they would be safe for eating... right? I killed a man and I kept doing it for three days. My siblings were starving... I had no choice. The villagers saw the only punishment there was for me... And when they decided to kill me, I couldn't dare look at the siblings that depended on me... How did they feel after finding out they ate people...? "

[ A D D I T I O N A L ]
Likes/Dislikes:
♥ Meat (Food, to be more accurate)
✔ Friends, she will always take care of them
✔ Cats-- big cats, small cats, all cats!
✔ Siblings
✔ Anything to do with nature. Especially rain.
✔ All you can eat buffets
✔ High places (you can certainly find her on top of bookcases... or sometimes on a chandelier...)
✔ Signs-- stop signs, yield signs, McDonalds signs-- you name it. She'll steal it.
✔ Fluffy stuff
✔ Chewing on random things

✘ Spicy food
✘ Cold temperatures
✘ Being sick
✘ Being starving
✘ Dinosaurs. Dinosaur shaped nuggets. Dinosaur images. Basically all kinds of dinosaurs...
✘ Catnip... to be honest she loves it but she always feels stupid afterwards...
✘ Drawing. She gets annoyed easily and gives up quickly.
✘ Video games. How do we work these things? What is this thing called a bumper?? A "B" BUTTON"??? WHAT?????

Extra:
- Chu'si means snake flower.
- She will chew on electrical wires (as long as they're not plugged in.)
- She sometimes steals cats from the living world and bring them into the HQ. She brings them back after a bit in case their owners miss them.
- Her dream is to be laying in a meadow and sleep with some panthers... without getting eaten.
- Pansexual... get it? Panther?... . . .. . yeah no she's actually just pansexual//////
- She hasn't actually eaten anybody herself, but was very close to if she wasn't going to be executed.
- Has xanthophobia and selachophobia-- fear of the color yellow and sharks... don't make her look in a mirror at her eyes pls.
- Her right canine tooth is slightly sharper than the rest of her teeth.

Contact:
Skype || MOST ACTIVE
Ask me for my skype and I'll totally be up for giving it to you!! If I don't reply in a while, dont be afraid to remind me!! * q*
Google Docs || IT'S COOL
I like doing these sometimes because I like the idea of just dropping in a reply without being pressured to have someone else see me typing fo r e v e r;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; (lol even though it actually shows what you’re typing bUT STILL) also its like auto records of rps * q *
Notes || I FORGET EASILY
Still up for these, but I often forget!! Don't be afraid to remind me!! <3
Chat || YOU'LL SEE ME IN CHAT OFTEN
idk i like chats you'll often see me in chat B) ask me to rp and heck yeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Forum || BRO I LOVE THIS IDEA ILL TRY BEING ACTIVE IN IT!!
The forum looks so beautiful I really want to train myself to be active in it * q* Plus there's so much potential in it--- don't be afraid to ask me for forum rps!!

Relationships:
Silvanus || SoundSpectre’s child || “Meatbun”
“ ...Meatbun is one of my kin, almost like my child, and one I’ve known for a lot longer than anybody else. He’s usually the one who cooks my food, but if whenever he forgets to cook… We have plenty of spices in the kitchen to season him with... Unfortunately he lacks the substance to be a good meal.“

Team/Partners:
Team: screams ill update this later