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AIGHT HERE WE GO

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Name: Cayenne
Species: Chiot
Biological sex: Male
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 28cm
Birthday: January 28th
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Personality:

+ [Fearless]
Cayenne's braved through many situations, a lot of which caused by his own actions, most of his fear has been broken off. He'll gladly rush in and stab a beast in it's eye without hesitation, or go across a narrow bridge as it's breaking. Some would think he lives for the thrill and adrenaline, Or he's just flat out stupid. It does tend to tie in with his Recklessness.

+ [Observant]
This Chiot tends to study others, trying to determine their personality and movements before he can have a chance to encounter them in more dire circumstances. He tries to determine their intentions or fighting styles, in order to outsmart them later. This works out especially well for him when he tries to steal something. He'll even go as far as to go up and talk with the individual in order to get to know them better.

+ [Charismatic]
Most of the time, he's carrying a smirk on his face. Cayenne makes a joke of a dark situation, a lot of the times to a point it might be innapropriate, but a sour attitude never got him much of anywhere. He tries to encourage that with anyone he gets stuck with, even his enemies, though for them it's usually just to piss them off.

- [Kleptomaniac]
If he's walking through a crowded area, you can almost bet he's stolen something. He used to do it out of nessesity, and while he still does, it also tends to be out of habit. Sometimes he doesn't even notice he does it if an item's just... laying there. Why not take it? No one needs it, right? He definitely needs it.

- [Reckless]
This ties in with his fearlessness, rather terribly. Cayenne's learned to embrace whatever chaos comes his way, so usually he doesn't bother with precaution. This leads to him not only putting himself in danger but everyone else around him, yet it does not falter his attitude.

- [Arrogant]
He's absolutely the type that will mock both his enemies and his allies. He doesn't nessacarily thing he's better than everyone, but he has more confidence in his ablities then what he feels any else can offer. When someone's plan fails, he's usually laughing straight to their face, because he finds aftermath funny. No one really likes him.

Summary: Cayenne is a fearless soul that rolls with whatever punches are flung at him. He embraces chaos and will usually drag anyone down with him, albeit it's mostly unintentional and a side affect of his reckless nature. He's quick on his feet, and will head straight into battle mocking his opponent, even if he has an obvious disadvantage. He's very arrogant but keeps a charismatic attitude, even with his reputation of a theif. He can be surprisingly quiet in crowds though, observing everyone around him and studying the situation.

Likes:
-Pissing others off. Seriously, he enjoys it too much.
-Danger. He absolutely enjoys the rush of trying to escape.
Dislikes:
-Anything Predictable, it's no fun that way.
-Boredom.
-Anyone touching his stuff, ESPECIALLY the Locket. He WILL go feral.
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Titles: Newbie
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Tail type: Pointy
Ear type: Bristle
------------------------------------History:

From a young age, he never really understood what he did wrong.

Cayenne's birth brought unfortunate circumstances to his parents, his mother falling Ill shortly after, and his father had to take some time off his work in order to help care for both her and their newly born son. His mother failed to fully heal, but she pushed on regardless.

However, as the years went by, they started to notice something strange about their son.

It seemed accidents followed him, glasses falling and shattering, things would catch on fire a little too easily. Small but… noticeable. This wasn’t helped by Cayenne’s curious but clumsy nature, as he would often get into things and get himself hurt. However, while the instances would most often happen to the child, it would sometimes affect those around him.

His mother was confident it was a series of coincidences, after all, he was a child. His father, however, couldn’t help but think…

Was he cursed?

The more and more things occured, the more he started to believe it. He’d interact with Cayenne less and less, leaving the child understandably upset. He’d try desperately to impress him, but it would not work. He’d just give him a glare before turning away. He’d try to fit in with other kids around the village— which usually failed.

The only one it seemed he could turn to was his mother, a frail but kind soul. She never treated him differently, no matter how much time passed.

Or what he did.

Over the years, the relationship between Cayenne and his father soured and then turned to hostility. Fights would break out, but never went to violence. There was a day though, he finally had enough.

That night, when both his parents were asleep, he wrote a small note and left it on the table. He grabbed a cowl, along with a certain locket, and escaped through the window. He went to another side of the village, as far as he could get from them.

It’s been 3 years since he left, he hasn’t spoken to them since. He avoids doing so.

He wonders how they are.
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Extras:
-Has some sort of bandage most of the time
-"Tis but a flesh wound!" as he bleeds out
-REALLY clingy to the locket, if he looses it somewhere he WILL flip hell over to get it back
-Tries to be a bat and hang from stuff even if most of the time he ends up falling
-Generally just likes to mess with everyone
-Would definitely be the guy to sneak over to a monster, boop it on the nose and run just to piss it off
-He definitely buys into the whole "bad luck" thing and he doesn't have friends for that reason
-He rolls with the chaos
-This man knows no fear
-If asked about his past life he will immediately change the subject, or give a clever quip and then escape.
-He keeps changing where he lives, usually it's an alley or under a tree, wherever he can crash for the night.
-He doesn't hoard what he steals, usually he can't afford to keep everything. There might be a few things he'll keep with him but most just get left behind as he moves from place to place, whatever's useful for the moment but not longterm.
-He has various stories about his scars but they are obviously exaggerated to strangers, no one really knows.
-He jokes about having a glass eye a lot, no one buys it

Description

AIGHT HERE WE GO

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Name: Cayenne
Species: Chiot
Biological sex: Male
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Height: 28cm
Birthday: January 28th
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Personality:

+ [Fearless]
Cayenne's braved through many situations, a lot of which caused by his own actions, most of his fear has been broken off. He'll gladly rush in and stab a beast in it's eye without hesitation, or go across a narrow bridge as it's breaking. Some would think he lives for the thrill and adrenaline, Or he's just flat out stupid. It does tend to tie in with his Recklessness.

+ [Observant]
This Chiot tends to study others, trying to determine their personality and movements before he can have a chance to encounter them in more dire circumstances. He tries to determine their intentions or fighting styles, in order to outsmart them later. This works out especially well for him when he tries to steal something. He'll even go as far as to go up and talk with the individual in order to get to know them better.

+ [Charismatic]
Most of the time, he's carrying a smirk on his face. Cayenne makes a joke of a dark situation, a lot of the times to a point it might be innapropriate, but a sour attitude never got him much of anywhere. He tries to encourage that with anyone he gets stuck with, even his enemies, though for them it's usually just to piss them off.

- [Kleptomaniac]
If he's walking through a crowded area, you can almost bet he's stolen something. He used to do it out of nessesity, and while he still does, it also tends to be out of habit. Sometimes he doesn't even notice he does it if an item's just... laying there. Why not take it? No one needs it, right? He definitely needs it.

- [Reckless]
This ties in with his fearlessness, rather terribly. Cayenne's learned to embrace whatever chaos comes his way, so usually he doesn't bother with precaution. This leads to him not only putting himself in danger but everyone else around him, yet it does not falter his attitude.

- [Arrogant]
He's absolutely the type that will mock both his enemies and his allies. He doesn't nessacarily thing he's better than everyone, but he has more confidence in his ablities then what he feels any else can offer. When someone's plan fails, he's usually laughing straight to their face, because he finds aftermath funny. No one really likes him.

Summary: Cayenne is a fearless soul that rolls with whatever punches are flung at him. He embraces chaos and will usually drag anyone down with him, albeit it's mostly unintentional and a side affect of his reckless nature. He's quick on his feet, and will head straight into battle mocking his opponent, even if he has an obvious disadvantage. He's very arrogant but keeps a charismatic attitude, even with his reputation of a theif. He can be surprisingly quiet in crowds though, observing everyone around him and studying the situation.

Likes:
-Pissing others off. Seriously, he enjoys it too much.
-Danger. He absolutely enjoys the rush of trying to escape.
Dislikes:
-Anything Predictable, it's no fun that way.
-Boredom.
-Anyone touching his stuff, ESPECIALLY the Locket. He WILL go feral.
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Titles: Newbie
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Tail type: Pointy
Ear type: Bristle
------------------------------------History:

From a young age, he never really understood what he did wrong.

Cayenne's birth brought unfortunate circumstances to his parents, his mother falling Ill shortly after, and his father had to take some time off his work in order to help care for both her and their newly born son. His mother failed to fully heal, but she pushed on regardless.

However, as the years went by, they started to notice something strange about their son.

It seemed accidents followed him, glasses falling and shattering, things would catch on fire a little too easily. Small but… noticeable. This wasn’t helped by Cayenne’s curious but clumsy nature, as he would often get into things and get himself hurt. However, while the instances would most often happen to the child, it would sometimes affect those around him.

His mother was confident it was a series of coincidences, after all, he was a child. His father, however, couldn’t help but think…

Was he cursed?

The more and more things occured, the more he started to believe it. He’d interact with Cayenne less and less, leaving the child understandably upset. He’d try desperately to impress him, but it would not work. He’d just give him a glare before turning away. He’d try to fit in with other kids around the village— which usually failed.

The only one it seemed he could turn to was his mother, a frail but kind soul. She never treated him differently, no matter how much time passed.

Or what he did.

Over the years, the relationship between Cayenne and his father soured and then turned to hostility. Fights would break out, but never went to violence. There was a day though, he finally had enough.

That night, when both his parents were asleep, he wrote a small note and left it on the table. He grabbed a cowl, along with a certain locket, and escaped through the window. He went to another side of the village, as far as he could get from them.

It’s been 3 years since he left, he hasn’t spoken to them since. He avoids doing so.

He wonders how they are.
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Extras:
-Has some sort of bandage most of the time
-"Tis but a flesh wound!" as he bleeds out
-REALLY clingy to the locket, if he looses it somewhere he WILL flip hell over to get it back
-Tries to be a bat and hang from stuff even if most of the time he ends up falling
-Generally just likes to mess with everyone
-Would definitely be the guy to sneak over to a monster, boop it on the nose and run just to piss it off
-He definitely buys into the whole "bad luck" thing and he doesn't have friends for that reason
-He rolls with the chaos
-This man knows no fear
-If asked about his past life he will immediately change the subject, or give a clever quip and then escape.
-He keeps changing where he lives, usually it's an alley or under a tree, wherever he can crash for the night.
-He doesn't hoard what he steals, usually he can't afford to keep everything. There might be a few things he'll keep with him but most just get left behind as he moves from place to place, whatever's useful for the moment but not longterm.
-He has various stories about his scars but they are obviously exaggerated to strangers, no one really knows.
-He jokes about having a glass eye a lot, no one buys it