Hi hello I'm Glen! You can find me on @NorthGlens as this is just an account for litter applications and other misc things! I'm a high schooler, and I never really know what to say for these 'about me' questions, which is also coincidentally always my first fact when people ask me to tell them about myself! I like to draw and am iffy on my animation skills but I like trying here and there when I've got a chance. I also, like iggy here, really enjoy learning! I adore school (not so much homework but you win some you lose some y'know?) and would love to hear about things that interest you, even if I cant format an interesting answer, know that I've tucked away that info to be shared with the next poor soul who talks to me. My activity is always a question- I always try to respond to roleplays once a day, but I have missed that goal in the past when I was in a lull at the end of my former character's life. That said, I'm on almost all of the time, just stalking if not replying ;) Twigkit really caught my eye, and I've been looking for a new start around TFCRP, so in order to give him the life he deserves (And so I can be satisfied with his life and friends) I hope to be pretty active! Long winded explanation, but 6/10-8/10 and Im determined to lean towards the 8/10 side of that. Homework and real life will always come first, though! As for long breaks without warning, no I haven't and I don't think I will- I always post a project and excuse my characters! I will of course keep Iggy to 15 moons :D I've kind of been roleplaying as long as I can remember on a slow gradient between playing imagination games with my friends to DnD to internet roleplay, but I've only recently (within the last few years or so) started treating it as a skill to improve with any sincerity. Twigkit is first and foremost a wonderer. The world will forever be full of things to explore and understand, to the point that when he takes a step back to try and consider the big picture it all feels incredibly overwhelming. He much prefers to see things in small pictures, and often misses the point because of it, making him extraordinarily oblivious. It does, however, help him compartmentalize problems so he can begin to chip away at them in bits. His solutions tend towards the more logical, less emotional side of the spectrum, and he can be quite blunt in his delivery of ideas. It can be good, or it can be bad, but he won't waver on his choice once he's made it. He'll be enthusiastic when ruining your dreams though! If that's any condolences? He's enthusiastic about most things. That is, until he reaches his own breaking point. Twigkit isn't afraid to make enemies, and will both decide he doesn't like you and actively tell you he doesn't like you at the drop of a hat. After all, if you're not up to snuff, he would much prefer to be alone than with you. He's much better company to himself. He's quite the scatterbrain, and can't seem to stick to one idea for very long, becoming bored quickly. Because of this, he's open to a new situation and takes life's changes in stride. If he isn't happy with a development, though, you'll know about it. He's quite the whiny guy, especially as a kitten. (+) Curious Enthusiastic Strategic Decisive Flexible (=) Loner Scatter-brained (-) Blunt Oblivious Easily-Overwhelmed Judgemental Whiny A bit- Klinefelter syndrome would have a distinct effect on Twigs health, and the other option, chimerism, with an XX/XY match would make him technically intersex. So a healthy, infertile calico tom is impossible if we're sticking entirely to the technical aspect of things. That said, a XX/XY match can appear entirely as a male or female if that is how the genes lined up. So, for the sake of for-fun research that doesn't matter much in the end, Iggy would be a XX/XY chimera appearing and identifying entirely as male, but still infertile as a result. I would likely make him have a mild cold for the first moon :) As previously mentioned, Twiggy would identify fully as male (he/him) and would be Panromantic/sexual with a tom-leaning preference, by a small margin. If you can't already tell from my constant use of both nicknames, Iggy and Twiggy are probably my favorite! I'm applying mostly because I've been staring at the little man for days,,, I finally gave in, honestly. I've been wanting a fresh start and prepared a sign-ups loner for that very reason, but he caught my eye instead! I have read the rules! It was just around nightfall last time I read them- getting late enough that my brain was off so I've re-read them recently too. Made a whole event of it, snacks and everything! I made orange slices and a dandelion salad :) Always good to check before you miss a glaringly obvious beacon of a rule, y'know? (I had far too much fun with that)
Twigkit flipped over in his nest, burying himself deeper into the oddly moss-scented world he found himself in. He was standing on the very edge of a forest, staring up at a tree, just watching for the little movements that seemed to be tucked between every other leaf. Then, a flash of color, then another! Beetles. Thousands of tiny, shiny, multicolor beetles making the forest into a moving, breathing beast of a thing. He couldn't help but try to scramble his way up the tree, finding it much easier than he might've if he were awake right now. He had just reached one of the creatures, twisting his paw precariously through a gap, just a hair width away from having it in his grasp when he felt an unmistakable force pushing against him, startling him awake. When the young kit found no beetle in his paws he wailed, turning his attention to the offender, his sibling, rolling over in the night. He whimpered again, bumping his head against their side, all the while rambling incoherently about how "They stole his beetle!" and that the two of them "were going to go find a new one, because it wasn't fair!" Twigpaw trotted happily through the camp, contented gaze tuned firmly on his paws as he smiled to himself. His brain was whirring along, trying to piece together why the Windclan scent smelled so... well, smelled so not like Thunderclan, mostly! He knew it was Windclan, only because his mentor had said as much. Why they hadn't gone into more detail was beyond him, but that was a problem he'd bring up again when he saw them. He was pretty sure they hadn't figured it out yet, despite his many reminders. Maybe they just didn't know the answer. He could ask about Thunderclan smell instead! Well, why /did/ Thunderclan so Thunder-y? That might actually be a solvable problem! Breaking from the back-and-forth pacing pattern he'd accidentally fallen into, the little calico apprentice began, with very little warning, to shove his face into the various corners of camp, making quite the scene, and quite the mess to match. Something here was bound to be the key to all of this smell buisness!
