Brille Au-delà ✦ A Conquête Application

Instructions

« Parfois, je vois des personnes dont je ne connais ni leurs noms ni leurs origines et qui parle une langue sur laquelle même Mère n'a guère de connaissances, et je suis surpris par l'intensité de leurs cœurs et de leurs cris. » (Sometimes, I see people whose names and origins elude me and speak a language that even Mother knows little to nothing about, and I'm surprised by the intensity of their heart and their cries.) Hi hi! I go by Daisy on here, use she/her and have been roleplaying since 2019 or March 2025 if we're only counting Scratch. In terms of non rp stuff, I like learning languages, Reverse: 1999, Dungeon Meishi, Sanrio and a ton of other stuff! « Parce que malgré le fait que je ne les comprend pas et que je ne les vois pas pour plus de quelques minutes, leur tristesse, leur curiosité et leur joie teintent leurs voix tel que le jus d'une baie qui se submerge dans de l'eau. » (Because despite the fact that I don't understand them and only see them for little more than a few minutes, their sadness, curiosity and joy tint their voices like berry juice submerging itself in water.) I'm usually on pretty often with the exception of a few days when I'm not, but by the time that this litter ends, I'll be fully free and back to usual activity which is around like 8/10 « Mais parfois j'éprouve de l'envie envers eux, car je sais que si je pouvais parler avec eux, moi aussi je pourrais participer à cette magnifique spectacle d'émotions.» (But sometimes I feel jealous of them, because I know that, were I capable of speaking their language, I too could partake in this magnificent show of emotions.) Conquête ! « N'est pas drôle que mon nom ne m'empêche pas d'être exclu des milieux où la langue battra toujours les griffes? Où est ce que ce n'est pas malgré mon nom, mais à cause de ce-ci que je suis isolé ? » ( Isn't it funny how my name doesn't prevent me from being excluded from places where your tongue matters more than your claws? Or is it not despite my name, but because of it that I'm isolated?) I wanted to get back into tfc + have an excuse to use one of the languages I'm fluent in, and lo and behold! This silly lil schlumbo ended catching my eye and I just knew that I had to try n' snag em. « J'ai entendu assez récemment, que les noms avaient un impact sur nos destins. Ce ci m'avait paru comme une folie que les adultes disaient aux petits afin de tourner leur attention vers quelque chose d'autre, mais ça me paraît de plus en plus possible ces derniers temps. » (I recently heard that names had an influence on our fate. This felt like something that adults say to little ones so that they can distract them, but it seems to become more and more plausible these past few days.) [ + ] Thoughtful, Loyal, Gentle, Patient [ = ] Calm, Curious, Steadfast, Intelligent [ - ] Bitter, Talkative, Possessive, Socially Inept Detailed later I'm not braining enough for that atm « Bref, j'ai quand-même envie de de rester sur le sujet. Ça serait honteux pour moi ainsi que tous mes bien aimés si je change de sujet sans faire exprès lors d'un discours.» (Anyways, I still wanna stay on track. It'd be embarrassing for me as well as my loved ones if I ever accidentally changed subjects while doing a speech.) Comments « Un de ces jours, je vais essayer de parler à une de ces personnes et de la comprendre. Et si je n'arrive pas? Alors j'essayerai jusqu'à quand je serai invité à leur spectacle ! » (One of these days, I'm going to try and talk to one of those cats and understand them. And if I fail? Then I'll keep trying until I'm allowed to join their show!) Conquête watched as two cats around his age, if older than him by a few moons, raced across the land behind the odd smell Vérité had previously told him to avoid crossing, a gentle breeze making its way in through his fur as it danced through the air similarly to the two cats. Their joy was both palpable and visible, a kaleidoscope of vibrant jubilation and mesmerizing euphoria that made Couronné want to reach out and grasp it in between his trembling paws just so that he could try to steal it for himself. But he wouldn't, joy that was stolen from another was a joy worth as much as dirt. If it weren't for the potential repercussions of crossing that odd scent, then he'd make his way towards them and try his best to be allowed to partake in their colourful utopia, but alas that wouldn't be possible. Who knows what one of the older cats on that side might say or do if they caught him? With his luck, they wouldn't understand a lick of whatever apologies he'd spout and sour the vibrant scenery with the drab greys and muted blues of distaste and suspicion. « Et quand ce jour arrivera, je serai prêt à partager cette joie avec des autres comme moi. » (And when that day arrives, I'll be ready to share that joy with others like me.) [ n + c ]