⋆｡°✩ ‘ ‘ Even now I think we should’ve realized. ’ ’ - - - - - ☆ [ WELCOME ] • Hello! My names wall but you can also call me Wilbur. And this is my application for puritykit! • I’m a digital artist who uses ibis paint to draw and make their content. • I want purity because i had a really good idea for him, and he didn’t have that many applications. • I think I should win because I have a really fun idea for him, that I think I could portray good. - - - - - ☆ [ PURITY ] • Purity is going to use all pronouns, mainly he/they though but she does not care, they are above gender itself. And their bisexual. - - ★ [ OPINIONS ] [ SIBLINGS ] He loves them! One of the few things he really cares about, but if they weren’t in the picture he would’ve skipped clans by now and wreaked as much havoc as he wants but- an attachment to them keeps him staying. [ OUTPOST ] Purity truth be told doesn’t really care for the outpost, but he plays by their rules, he’s not as attached to it as his siblings might be, finding it restricting, he only stays for his siblings sake. - - ★ [ PERSONALITY ] [ + ] | charismatic | flamboyant | honest | energetic | friendly | clever | spontaneous | exciting [ = ] chaotic | impulsive [ - ] cynical | unsympathetic | pessimistic | Heartbreaker | irresponsible | destructive | reckless | self-centered - - [ DETAILS ] Purity definitely doesn’t live up to his name, he enjoys wreaking havoc. Nothing pure about destruction. He knows theirs nothing after he’s de@d so he’s going to have as much fun as he can with this life while he still cares. Why face reality when you can break it? He’s a cynic by heart, but his charm draws cats to him, he knows outright he doesn’t care for these cats, saying it so himself, but he’s always had a knack for knowing exactly what cats want. He doesn’t care much for these cats but he’s always friendly, maybe that’s what draws them in. Or it’s his high energy, he’s here for a good time of course. but when faced with their problems he doesn’t care. No point in caring when your here to have fun, not make meaningful relationships so he Doesn’t get attached to others. Purity enjoys having fun, he does what he wants when he wants, mainly caring for himself not the damage he causes. And has a habit of leaving places absolutely wrecked. He’s a chaotic force of nature, almost inhuman in a way. - - [ BACKSTORY ] Purity doesn’t remember her parents, their faces are fuzzy and weird, their only memories of them are filled with cheer, and they hold onto that strange closeness they haven’t felt to anyone since then. They take that happiness to heart, vowing to have as much fun as they can, for their parents, he’s sure they would want him to anyways. But he’s spent moons as a kit staying in a forest near the barren lands, before a storm swept him to the barrenlands, he’s not the most happy about it. - - - - - ★ [ OTHER ] ★ [ TRIVIA + CODEWORDS ] ★ Vaguely bill cipher inspired Enjoys digging and displaying the weird stuff he finds as accessories. Sparkles, for some reason, no one knows why he just sparkles even if he’s covered in mud. Would be a scenekid if she was a human, or wear the most gender outfits ever that makes you envy them. Might eat grass idk, he has eaten dirt just to try it, would eat lightning if he could. Makes weird food combinations like strawberries and rotting food. I was so tempted to put doom crossing as the background music but decided otherwise lol. - - - - ★ [ SRP IN NOTES AND CREDITS ] ★ - - - -
- - - - [ SRP ] Purity jumped from rock to rock seeing how far he could glide. One particular jump led him to crash into a rock, and he stumbled, forcing himself up. "Woah," he looked up. That was the tallest rock they've seen! "I wonder..." he said aloud, pausing to collect his thoughts, "If I could climb all the way up and fly for real!" He finished, jumping onto the rock, hugging it with his claws, he forced himself to etch into the rock pulling up, and with a lot of struggle he forced himself to the top of the rock. his paw almost slipping, but he pulled himself together. He looked out onto the horizon. A beautiful sunset, nearly boring in a way. I'd be so much cooler if there were more colors than red and orange, a rainbow would be more appealing than that. maybe it was boring because of how boring the sky looked, no cracks, it was perfect and pure. purity rolled his eyes, being pure was boring. He preferred cracks in the sky. He was sick of the sunset by now, readying himself and jumping off the rock, gliding as he did.
