xavier’s Comments (group member since Feb 13, 2021)

xavier’s comments from the Kingdom Of Eloral {{Semi-Advanced}} group.

((XD I just really want to respond with a big paragraph but my mind just goes empty when I try))

(My brain is blankkkk)

(Sorry it took so long!)

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❦ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ❦

➳ ꜰᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ -
- “”
- “”
- “”
➳ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ/ꜱ -

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➳ ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ -
➳ ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ -
➳ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ -
➳ ᴀɢᴇ -
➳ ᴅ.ᴏ.ʙ. -
➳ ᴘ. ᴏ. ʙ. -
➳ ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ -
➳ ᴄᴜꜱᴘ -
➳ ʙɪʀᴛʜꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ -
➳ ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ -
➳ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅᴛʏᴘᴇ -

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❦ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ❦


➳ ꜰᴄ - IDK / Unknown
➳ ʜᴀɪʀ -
➳ ᴇʏᴇꜱ -
➳ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʏᴘᴇ -
➳ ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ -
➳ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ -
➳ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ -
➳ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ -
➳ ꜱʜᴏᴇ ꜱɪᴢᴇ -
➳ ᴛᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏꜱ/ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ -

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❦ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ❦

➳ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ -
➳ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛꜱ -
➳ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʀᴀɪᴛꜱ -
➳ ꜱᴛᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ -
➳ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ -
➳ ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ -
➳ ᴘᴇᴛ ᴘᴇᴇᴠᴇꜱ -
➳ ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ -
➳ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜꜱ -
➳ ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ -

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❦ ꜱᴛᴀᴛɪꜱᴛɪᴄꜱ ❦

ᴏɴ ᴀ ꜱᴄᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ 1-10, ʜᴏᴡ-
➳ ᴛʀᴜꜱᴛᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ -
➳ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ -
➳ ʙᴏʟᴅ -
➳ ʜᴇʟᴘꜰᴜʟ -
➳ ɪɢɴᴏʀᴀɴᴛ -
➳ ꜱᴛᴀʙʟᴇ (ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟʟʏ) -
➳ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ -
➳ ʀᴜᴅᴇ -
➳ ꜱᴇʟꜰɪꜱʜ -
➳ ꜱɴᴇᴀᴋʏ -

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ᴏɴ ᴀ ꜱᴄᴀʟᴇ ᴏꜰ 1-100, ʜᴏᴡ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ-
➳ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ - /100
➳ ᴀᴄᴄᴜʀᴀᴄʏ/ᴀɪᴍ - /100
➳ ꜱᴛᴀᴍɪɴᴀ - /100
➳ ꜱᴘᴇᴇᴅ - /100
➳ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ - /100
➳ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇxᴇꜱ - /100
➳ ᴅᴇꜰᴇɴꜱᴇ - /100
➳ ɪɴᴛᴇʟʟɪɢᴇɴᴄᴇ- /100

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➳ ʜɪᴇʀᴀʀᴄʜʏ:
➳ ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴇꜱ:
➳ ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇ:
➳ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜱ:

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❦ ᴘʟᴀʏʟɪꜱᴛ ❦

01 •
02 •
03 •
04 •
05 •

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❦ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ❦

➳ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ᴍᴏᴍ -
➳ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ᴅᴀᴅ -
➳ ꜱɪʙʟɪɴɢ(ꜱ) -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ꜱɪʙʟɪɴɢ(ꜱ) -
➳ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ(ꜱ) -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ(ꜱ) -
➳ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ᴇɴᴇᴍɪᴇꜱ -
➳ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴏʀ ꜱ/ᴏ -
➳ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡ/ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ ᴏʀ ꜱ/ᴏ -

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❦ ꜰᴀᴠᴏᴜʀɪᴛᴇꜱ (ᴏᴘᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ) ❦

➳ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ -
➳ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ -
➳ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ -
➳ ᴡᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀ/ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ -
➳ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ -
➳ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ -
➳ ʙʀᴀɴᴅ -
➳ ʜᴏʙʙʏ -
➳ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀ -
➳ ᴛᴠ ꜱʜᴏᴡ -
➳ ᴇʟᴇᴍᴇɴᴛ -
➳ ꜱᴘᴏʀᴛ -
➳ ʙᴏᴏᴋ -
➳ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ -
➳ ᴘʟᴀɴᴛ -
➳ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ -

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❦ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ❦

➳ ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ -

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Ajax left his shirt sprawled on a small wooden stool, pulling his hair back tightly in a high ponytail. “Not too bad.” He answered with a wry smirk, glancing back slightly over his shoulder at the handsome prince. He stared for a moment before turning back, ripping a bandage off of the roll and applying his to the stab wound. “Of course I’d prefer it if I didn’t get stabbed by a Palace maid.” He deadpanned, chuckling sarcastically to himself. “Do all of the servants get trained in combat?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, taking his shirt and kneeling down to the tub to wash the blood out before it dried.

“Let me just clean this and I’ll be out of your way.” He said quietly, face hidden since his back was to Castor. “The guards have probably moved on by now, but they might come back since the maid was unconscious when she left, so I’ll leave in a moment.” He thought out loud. When he got most of it out, he pulled it back on. It was wet but that didn’t matter much since flying in a windy night like this was already cold before. He rather liked it anyways. Jax stood up and stretched, turning back around to face the Prince, walking over to him. “Word of advice before I go, next time a thief just appears in your bedroom and tells to you help them, maybe make sure you get something out of it. You might be the heir to the throne, but you never know what a stranger could offer.” He instructed, just saying whatever would stop him from leaving at that moment. “And only because being helped without the other person having an ulterior motive makes me uneasy, you have an IOU from someone who managed to infiltrate the palace. Does that sound alright to you?” He asked with crossed arms in that pompous stance of his.

Ohhhhhh haha XD

Don't have just one! I like yellow though :)

Ajax just groaned as he watched Castor leave. "Well now they'll want my dead body won't they? To go with the BLOOD?" He grumped, having a temper tantrum because she had gotten the better of him and may have doomed him... but mostly because she had gotten the best of him. It wasn't really helping his already Kingdom sized ego. He went back when the door closed, finding his way to the bathroom and rifling through the cabinets for bandages and medicine. He found a kit and pulled it out, pulling off his sticky shirt and starting to apply the hazy gel to his wound, hissing as he did but again, this wasn't the worst thing that had happened to him.

(Soooooooo... We all agree that Fiel's a badass?)

OHHHHH ILL GET ON THAT THEN

WAIT- DID YOU WANT ME TO MAKE HIS SO?

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Full Name -
Felix - “Happy” & “Fortunate”
Emerson - “Son of Ethelmar”
Morrighan - “Phantom Queen”
Nickname - Feli, Fel, Em, Emmy, etc

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General Information
Gender - Male
Pronouns - He/him/his
Sexuality - Bisexual
Age - 21
D.O.B. - March 19th
P. O. B. - Village on the outskirts on the kingdom
Zodiac - Pisces ♓️ (3rd Decan)
Cusp - Pisces-Aries
Birthstone - Aquamarine & Bloodstone
Element - Water
Bloodtype - O+

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Hierarchy - Wizard Apprentice
Species - Succubus-Human Hybrid
Weapon of Choice - His fists, wand, and pocketknives that she ALWAYS has on her
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Physical Information

FC - IDK / Unknown
Hair - Fluffy, silvery, and is cut a bit choppy but he pulls it off
Eyes - Multi-colored; periwinkle blue / grey / jade green
Body Type - Lean and curvy
Height -
Weight -
Clothing Style -
Dominant Hand -
Shoe Size -
Tattoos/Scars -

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Mental Information
Personality -
Positive Traits -
Negative Traits -
Stability -
Likes -
Dislikes -
Pet Peeves -
Fears -
Strengths -
Weaknesses -

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On a scale of 1-10, how-
Trustworthy -
Caring -
Bold -
Helpful -
Ignorant -
Stable (mentally) -
Imaginative -
Rude -
Selfish -
Sneaky -

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On a scale of 1-100, how strong is their-
Physical Strength - /100
Accuracy/Aim - /100
Stamina - /100
Speed - /100
Attack - /100
Reflexes - /100
Defense - /100

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Power Aptitude: Mind
Power Strengths:
Power Weaknesses:
Power Specialty:

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Playlist
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3.
4.
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Relationships
Mother -
Relationship w/ Mom -
Father -
Relationship w/ Dad -
Sibling(s) -
Relationship w/ Sibling(s) -
Friend(s) -
Relationship w/ Friend(s) -
Enemies -
Relationship w/ Enemies -
Crush or S/O -
Relationship w/ Crush or S/O -

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Favourites (Optional)
Food -
Colour -
Animal -
Weather/Season -
Movie -
School Subject -
Brand -
Hobby -
Number -
TV Show -
Element -
Sport -
Book -
Drink -
Plant -
Location -

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History -

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AWWWWWW

Jax just scowled at her. "Oh please, you seem even more cockier than I am. And that's VERY hard to do so I guess good job." He sarcastically congratulated. "If he wasn't here, your head would be on floor next to them if you even got that far." He snapped, holding the side of his torso with his right hand protectively, not moving his left one. "... I guess thanks." He reluctantly commented, the words seeming as if they had been forced through his mouth. "You know we could've done like ANYTHING else, yes?" He asked, feeling very petty even though her logic matched up well. "You could've just, oh don't know- not stabbed me?! And we all just could've pretended as if I wasn't even here? No one saw me come in. I made sure of that." He explained, his tirade becoming more calm as he went on.

((I'LL PM YOU))

Birdsong231 ♀ Asura ♊ Hawkfrost ♋ Tayah ♌ wrote:
"it was known he was skilled with the scythe, and had a habit of besting his own teachers. One accidentally called him a reaper, and of course Castor had ended up crying for the rest of the day."

((AWWWW POOR BABY))

((... Do you wanna know what he stole?))

Ajax swung out his blade, catching her in the cheek right as she attacked. He forced himself to jump up and hit her again with the pointy side of his weapon, hitting her right in the chest because DAMN KEEPING THE PEACE WHEN SOMEONE JUST STABBED YOU! He snarled and grabbed her sword by its blade, not caring that it cut him, and threw it across the floor, about to kill her but Castor’s voice stopped him. His offensive stance did not falter, still more than happy to stab her in the throat, but- well, he didn’t actually know why he stopped; if it was anyone else he would’ve done it anyways and jumped right out the window before he could second-guess himself like he usually did... STUPID HEART! YOUR JOB IS TO PUMP BLOOD. THAT IS IT. STOP SCREWING ME UP He screamed mentally before getting back on track, his expression serious for once.

Ajax opened his mouth to reply and jolted at the sound, not protesting at all and practically jumping into his huge closet fit for a Prince (Hehe..hehe...he... I’ll show myself out now). He took that as a sign that the Royal wouldn't sell him out, placing a hand on his dagger sheath just in case he needed it. He sent him a quick wink before the doors were urgently shut and he was enveloped in shadows. He wasn't nervous, but rather anticipating that something would go wrong. When you were Jax, with all of his “Jax-ness”? Life tended to do that to you... A lot. It was dark but he could still see to an extent, moving as little as he could to find a place where even if the doors were open, he wouldn’t be seen. He picked the first place that would do the job, silently placing himself behind a bunch of drawers at the back.

*WHEEZE* I'VE REALIZED THAT JAX IS THE BLUE GAY XDDD