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 Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 1:16 pm
Name: Nemoi
Race: Undecided, but they're raccoon inspired so my thoughts were: Grimm, Imp, or Neko. Your CC of those three! Maybe the perky ears of a Grimm to match raccoon ears and the fluffy tail of an imp~
Zodiac Sign: Staff
House: Arkham
Gender: Androgynous
Starting Stage: Freshling
Base: Shorts
Nonstaff Critique?: No thanks c:
Donations: Not necessary as they're super cheap.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 1:34 pm
Description:
Body: Raccoon Markings
Eyes: Chartreuse
Hair: Twin Pigtails
Clothes: They're a freshling, but their sweater is made out of patchwork as they made it themselves out of random scraps they found outside while living on the streets. Their sweater is CC in colour, but needs to be patchwork~
Tail: Raccoon rings
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 2:04 pm
Backstory
Before Nemoi was even born, her parents fell deep in love with one another, despite their feuding families. In secret, they made arrangements to imbue a stone together, knowing that their family would disapprove. Not wanting any documentation with the cache, the two sought out alternative means. They managed to find, through shady means, a stone on the black market that they could imbue on their own.
Nemoi's parents failed to see that the stone had a hairline crack along one of the edges, and when the child awoke they were suffering from cyanosis. Their respiratory system slightly underdeveloped, and the parents panicked, taking the child struggling for air and ditched it in an alley way, not wanting to suffer the wrath of their family, nor the wrath of the law.
A homeless nightmare had seen the scene unfolding and shouted after the couple, but it was too late. They were gone before the old man could catch up.
Seeing the infant was in a bad state, the man scooped the baby and hobbled down the street, crying out for anyone to help him. He knew that while the hospital was nearby, he couldn't get there quickly enough on foot.
As if the Nine smiled upon them, a police officer was nearby and thinking that the homeless man was being rowdy, approached them. When they saw the infant and the state it was in, the officer rushed them to the hospital where the child was operated on and saved.
Nemoi was going to be placed in the orphanage, as was protocol. The man was unfit to be a guardian, and the officials knew the child would have a better chance of being 'normal' if they were raised with other children in a safe, and warm environment, unlike the cruelness of that part of town.
However, the old man waited for the golden opportunity to strike before stealing away the child and running from the authorities. He passed along Nemoi to a homeless woman he knew who was infertile and had always wanted a child. She was a wonderful woman who he trusted to raise the child into adulthood.
The man was later caught by the authorities and arrested, but they never found the child.
Nemoi's adopted mother raised them for the first six years of their life, despite Nemoi's shortness of breath, teaching them how to steal, survive, and thrive on the streets without ever getting caught. But during a cold winter, Nemoi's "mother" caught pneumonia and died on the streets, and Nemoi was left all alone.
Nemoi had caught pneumonia themselves, and had wandered out in to the busy city streets feeling ill and weak. The people walking by could see that the child was unwell, and one woman -- a daydream -- stopped to make sure Nemoi was alright.
The child fainted then and there, and was rushed once again to the hospital.
After the latest visit, Nemoi was officially taken to the orphanage and cleaned up. The caretakers there felt they would have their best chance among the Academy kids and sent them there to assimilate them in to the multi-cultural world they had been so far removed from for their earlier years.
Now, Nemoi struggles to understand the difference between right and wrong, and the expectations placed on a child in today's society.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 9:08 pm
Personality
Overall:
Positives:
Resourceful. Nemoi had to learn to be crafty pretty early on in their life, They had to learn to conquer their environment and learn to build and savor and scrap together what was necessary to survive. Sometimes this meant using unconventional materials to build shelters, or even to steal from an unsuspecting nightmare's purse or lunch table. Their stomach needed to be filled, and they had to find ways to live through another day.
One time, Nemoi and her mother got caught in the rain, and the two had to build a make-shift roof out of plastic bags from the neighboring bag lady. It left them a little damp, but not as soaked as they would have been had they been exposed wholly to the elements.
Such resourcefulness even lead to the construction of their favourite sweater, which they scavenged the scrap materials for from various dumpster dives. Nemoi collected enough scraps to forge a whole sweater and wears it proudly.
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Foresight. Being on the streets meant you had to be receptive and aware of your surroundings. Sometimes even predict the movements, reactions, and actions of others. If you misjudged, you might end up getting caught by the authorities, or end up in a scuffle with someone you far larger than you. Nemoi had to get good at predicting the actions of their targets, especially when pick-pocketing. This also ties in with their instincts, which you can read about under survivalist.
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Survivalist. Street life meant you were always on the edge. Sometimes you'd have to sacrifice your morals and your meals for a few days just to get by. Nemoi did what they had to do in order to survive. Because of the sometimes drastic measures they'd have to take, Nemoi developed an innate instinct to keep herself out of trouble.
They learned which characters were the shady/dangerous ones, learned their patterns, and built a schedule to stay out from under foot. They learned the little things like how the direction and force of the wind meant a storm was coming, and how far away it was, or could tell from the smell i in the air if lightning and thunder was in their future. Nemoi was able to pre-plan a lot of their days, unlike some of the drunkards and loons that they shared the street with. For their age, Nemoi was smart and attuned to their environment.
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Negatives:
Scrappy. Nemoi is not afraid to kick, spit, hiss, and otherwise put up a fuss when they feel threatened. Whether its bullies at school picking on them for their raggedy clothing, someone grabbing them from behind or even simply touching them, Nemoi has been known to throw tiny punches or attempt to blind someone who comes too close. The Academy counselors are trying to work with her to tone down some of her more feisty traits to prepare them for society and the real world.
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[Emotionally Extreme. Nemoi's emotions tend to be all over the place when around their own peer group. Nemoi didn't grow up around other children and so tends to overreact or under-react to their stimuli. They can't grasp how other children's minds work, and when they hear the complaints some children have about their lives Nemoi can't help but to unload on them.
Adults are really no better, and their interference in such affairs can lead to Nemoi's mood exploding. They tend to border on extremes, either so frustrated by how people make such big stinks of their problems when they aren't worth worrying over that they could just cry, or so red in the face from yelling because people can be so dense. Also, on the positive side, it means that when Nemoi's happy, they're particular pleased.
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Distrusting. After Nemoi's mother was the only person they knew for sure they could trust. When you had to steal for a living, you always had to be on your guard. Nemoi was always wary of other people. Either knowing they wouldn't understand, or because they might be a cop in disguise, or because maybe they were looking to steal something of theirs that they wanted to turn a profit on. The world Nemoi lived in was a dog-eat-dog world, and Nemoi managed to avoid being consumed wholly by that world.
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Likes: (likes are bolded)
Clear, crisp skies were always one of Nemoi's favourite sights. Sometimes the city could be so cluttered and full of life that one could easily forget the stillness of a quiet night, and the magnificence of a starry sky.
Heated blankets. What is this luxury. What is this heaven! A sheet or a piece of cardboard was hard enough to find in the alley ways Nemoi frequented. So a heated blanket or beds where completely out of the question.
Fast food was a bad habit that Nemoi picked up. When they managed to peddle enough wares to gain some chump change, the first thing Nemoi would do was buy a quick, hot meal from the local fast food chain and indulge. It was one of the few ways Nemoi managed to avoid becoming skin and bones with their complicated lifestyle.
Dislikes: (dislikes are bolded)
Most children presently annoy Nemoi. In contrast, Nemoi finds a lot of people her own age either too simple, or too worried about trivial things. It leaves Nemoi feeling more frustrated and even more alienated. It makes them realize just how very different they are.
At times, Nemoi catches themselves hating on the academy without warrant. The street life was all they had ever known, and they had been plucked from it. This new world filled with rules and structure had been made in to such a mountain for Nemoi. It was a mountain they weren't entirely sure they could conquer.
Nemoi never really got used to the cold, and will likely always hate the bitter, chilled nights, especially during the winter when the snow starts to fall. The winters were always very harsh times for Nemoi, as less foot traffic on the streets meant they had to get more vigilant and violent (or in Nemoi's case, agile) with other residents of the street.
Hobbies:
Carving. Nemoi's only real 'hobby' that they enjoy for the simple sake of pleasure is carving. Whatever large, thick sticks or wood pieces they could find, they would often be found making little wood statues or figure out of the material. When Nemoi was found they had a bag full of their favourite trinkets stashed inside.
Scavenging. It's more of a habit than a hobby, but whenever Nemoi finds something useful on the side of the road that most people would consider garbage, like mostly frayed rope or empty glass bottles, Nemoi hoards them and later remakes them in to something else.
Dreams/Aspirations:
Finish School with Honours. Despite some of Nemoi's more ... overt problems, Nemoi understands how fortunate they are to be at a school and have a shot at an education. Nemoi takes their studies very seriously and doesn't mess around when it comes to their grades.
Join the Arts. Their one true comfort was always carving. Because of this, Nemoi has a budding passion for the arts. Being placed in Arkham will definitely help foster those interests and talents.
Thoughts on the Races:
Nemoi doesn't really like anyone that isn't in their inner circle. It doesn't matter if they're of the same race(s) as them, or different ones, Nemoi treats everyone with the same level of disdain to start since her mother's passing. Nemoi is difficult to befriend for this sole reason. This may ease as the Academy slowly works them in and as Nemoi ages.
Thoughts on School:
As stated before, Nemoi takes their schooling very seriously. It frustrates them immensely when they see people slacking off with their school work, or when people disrespect a teacher, or when they hear the elder students acting like school isn't a big deal. School is a big deal, and a privilege. Nemoi has no illusions about that.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2016 10:11 pm
RP Prompt (using as inspiration)
Quote: Your Nightmare sees an abandoned plushie sitting on the ground by a tree in the courtyard. It looks nearly new and kind of expensive! What does your Nightmare do after they notice it?
Nemoi was out on another one of their scavenging adventures, finally having gotten the chance to survey the grounds of the Academy. It had taken some time for things to get settled, and for Nemoi to get used to their new room and their cushiony bed. But so far, so good. Things seemed alright, despite some of the nosier students. The caretakers had been pushing them in to getting a Big Sibling to show them the ropes and to mentor them, but Nemoi had little interest in being paired off with an elder student. They were more than fine on their own, and their instincts would be enough to serve them through the years ahead at the academy.
The child made their way past the playground, past the grassy area that hugged their surroundings to lend a soft landing to any children unfortunate enough to fall, and off in to the wooded area behind the school that was forbidden.
Sure, Nemoi might get in trouble for wandering in to an out of bounds area, but they were agile and nimble enough that even if they did get captured by one of the adults, that they could just scurry off before they could be fully identified. Luckily their name and appearance at this point couldn't easily be traced back to them. They were too new at the school and the caretakers had their hands full with all the other children that needed looking after. Nemoi was certain that they would get to partake in their little adventure undetected.
As Nemoi grew closer to the tree line, something caught their attention. At this point in the day, they had yet to find anything of any use or interest, but this particular item looked intriguing.
The child crept closer, leering over the tall grass at the item that had been discarded. Was that a plushie? Nemoi sniffed the air momentarily before scooting closer and taking the toy in their hands. It looked practically brand new, and rather well made. There was no doubt in Nemoi's mind that it was expensive. Some child somewhere had likely dropped it or forgotten it. But what would one of those children being doing back here behind the school so far away from their siblings and their mentors and their caretakers? Nemoi couldn't figure it out. But one thing was for certain. This toy was now Nemoi's.
Stuffing the plushie in to the large bag that was slung around their shoulders, Nemoi carried on their way. There was bound to be plenty more things that they could collect inside of the forest, even if it was just a few berries to munch on. With a puff of their inhaler to help curb any symptoms of their asthma, Nemoi was off again in the blink of an eye.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2016 3:12 am
Critique incoming!
Appearance:
Looks good! ((A grimm/imp would be super cute imo, but maybe you'll have to change up their story to be a pack x3))
Only other question here is if the patches and scraps are CC in color for the sweater? C8
Personality:
If they're distrusting, will they have an issue with affection down the line? This is me being curious.
Does their breathing issue get in the way at all on a daily basis? Even if it's just gym class?
What are some goals that you have in mind for them? Again, me being curious. They've really caught my attention x3 <3
Backstory:
Sweet babbin ; ; <333 Looks good here!
RP Prompt:
Looks good! Feisty little Nemoi > u > <3
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2016 10:02 am
Appearance: mewmew kittykat94 Only other question here is if the patches and scraps are CC in color for the sweater? C8 Indeed it is! ;u; So long as the sweater is all patchwork and cute, it's entirely CC! mewmew kittykat94 If they're distrusting, will they have an issue with affection down the line? This is me being curious.
Yis! Nemoi already has a difficult time developing friendships or getting along with their peers because of the level of distrust and inherit suspicion from living on the streets, so they're very wary of everyone and kinda takes them at face value for the first while. Romantic relationships will likely be even harder to develop. Somebody who can handle Nemoi's hissing and at times harsh comments when their defenses go up and is persistently interested in them will likely have their best chance at establishing some sort of a connection. The more stubborn they are about getting to know them, the more they'll at first get edgy with them, but eventually they'll relax and learn that maybe this person(s) isn't so bad and maybe they can be trusted. But this is step one.
mewmew kittykat94 Does their breathing issue get in the way at all on a daily basis? Even if it's just gym class?
Yes, definitely! Probably a lot more if they forgot to take their inhaler (I edited the RP prompt with one line at the end to indicate Nemoi does indeed have an inhaler -- don't worry, it wasn't there before your critique, just added it now!) They have chronic asthma but thanks to the Academy has inhalers to take for it, and lower lung capacity. They get the wind knocked out of them more easily by children being rough and pushing on the playground. They can only run but only for short periods of time. They definitely won't be able to handle high-altitudes, but also when they get a cold that involves a cough they are normally more sick and will have to probably stay with a health official or with a caretaker to make sure they're getting enough air if the coughing gets too bad. Otherwise, so long as they puff on their inhaling a few times a day and don't do any intense physical exertion, they'll be okay. Running for short, quick bursts is fine, tho can leave them a bit raspy without their inhaler, and walking is fine. Just not things like soccer or basketball are really sportsy because of how much you need to run. So sports are kind of out of the question.
mewmew kittykat94 What are some goals that you have in mind for them? Again, me being curious. They've really caught my attention x3 <3
Aside from the ones I have listed for them about the short-term goals, I really want Nemoi to become a sculptor~! Their starting mediums are wood carvings, but I want them to really discover their medium via stone. Maybe marble. Clay would also be fine. I want that to be their one true passion as they get older. But the main goal here is to have them grow in to a successful adult who has completely 180'd and gone from scrappy ruffian to sophisticated, hard-working member of society, but with their own special twist.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2016 10:29 am
Thank you so much for indulging my curiosity! x3 <3 Everything looks good, consider them approved!
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