╰┉┅┄◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ ꧁꧂ ◦•❥◦•◦ೋ ┄ ┉┅╮ ⤑ ✩⃛ೄ The First Bloom of the Season ✩⃛ೄ . 『 -a Primrosekit application 』 ❁ཻུ۪۪♡ table of contents- ❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ⤑ about me ╰┈➤ username, name ╰┈➤ a little bio ╰┈➤ activity & experience ╰┈➤ why i want & why i should have them + longevity ╰┈➤ Codeword ❁ཻུ۪۪♡ about Primrosekit ❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ╰┈➤ identity ╰┈➤ personality ╰┈➤ trivia ╰┈➤ rp examples (joint rp examples will be in the comments!) ╭┉┅┄◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ ꧁꧂ ◦•❥◦•◦ೋ ┄ ┉┅╮ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ created by @-Tea_Leaves- *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ call me Monnie or Tea (she/her) *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I like to go outdoors and study nature, I love to read (wc obviously) and I love making really complex backstories for no reason and roleplaying and I’m and aspiring artist *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ my activity will be 9.5 out of ten, I’m on here literally every day *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I’d like to say I’m experienced in role playing, I love to take creative writing, and I’ve been on countless other role playing studios with countless characters*ੈ✩₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ the longest character in a wc rp would be Pale’light, I had her for about a year or so, but I had to kill her off because she was getting too old and was like an extra weight I had to keep carrying around.*ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I plan to giver her a long life and a good one at that, there may be some bumps along the way, but she’ll be happy with how her life went and will have no regrets*ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I don’t harm them physically but more mentally, like social anxiety and mentally thinking they’re not good enough. But I would never harm the bb unless absolutely necessary like in battle or smth.*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ╭┉┅┄◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ ꧁꧂ ◦•❥◦•◦ೋ ┄ ┉┅╮ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Primrosekit *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I want to get back into roleplaying and this would be a great start^^ also she is the cutest thing ever!!*ੈ✩₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ cisgender female- she/her/hers/herself *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ pansexual [leaning more masculinity] *ੈ✩‧₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Affable ( + ) Receptive ( + ) Empathetic( + ) Genuine ( + ) Considerate ( + ) Anxious ( = ) Confident ( = ) Inquisitive ( = ) Ambitious ( = ) Self-image fluctuates widely ( = ) Easily frustrated ( - ) Shuts down when frustrated ( - ) Cynical ( - ) Envious ( - ) Socially anxious ( -) *ੈ✩₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Primrosekit is a very sweet, tangible, and approachable she-cat. She’s quite intelligent and learns through studying the world around her. She has a shy, timid nature, as a result she often doubts herself and feels like she can’t meet everyone’s expectations. due to this “ she’s good enough,” nature, we see her catchphrase, “put a smile on everyone’s face.” This makes her want to be a people pleaser. While she is quite honest and straightforward, she may break her promises due to her drive to do what is right, or due to being scared to talk to other cats.*ੈ✩₊˚ *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Likes/Dislikes *ੈ✩‧₊˚ -The forest/nature (+) -Her family(+) -Her last present from her father before he went to the stars (a necklace with a crystal on the end) (+) -The sun warming her fur (+) -New-leaf(+) -Flowers(+) -Giving other people presents in secret(+) -Talking to other people (-) -Her mother always leaving (-) -Her mother’s apprentice [jealous] (-) -Fighting (-) -Blood (-) -Death (-) -Wilting flowers (-) *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Code word: I'm jealous of my parents. I'll never have a kid as cool as theirs. B) *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Rp example *ੈ✩‧₊˚ [ 1.5 moons old] - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ a fiery stroll in the breeze❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ It was nearly light out and the small she-kit awoke to the sound of her brothers soft snoring. She huffed and took a long look around at the scenery. Her eyes scanned the forms of sleeping cats around her until… ‘Could it be?’ She hopped up, careful not to wake her peacefully sleeping family, and slowly began to climb over the soft bedding. The thing that kept the heat in and her family safe. but she climbed on, leaving the sleeping forms of her family and venturing out into the unkown. As her paw pads lightly touched the surface of the floor she shivered slightly as the cold icy shock shot up from the floor into her paw. She padded quickly over to the object that grabbed her attention, a small, white primrose that’s was moving slightly. She was about to sniff the object as a gust of wind took up the flower and twirled it away, into the sky. She followed at a canter pace and watched as the wind carried the rose up and put into the clearing, past the warriors den, past the elders den, past the leaders den, and it finally came to an endearing conclusion, the mouth of camp. She looked around to see I’d anyone was seeing this, but of course th only one person in the clearing was her. ‘Should she?’ ‘She knew it was wrong,’ ‘But it looked so pretty,” She sniffed the flower, letting her eyes close as the smell engulfed herself and everything she thought. She knew scent of the primrose, but this was special. It smelled of the stars and an heavenly flower field. She looked up. The shy was suddenly lit ablaze with pinks and oranges.(+)
The first thing she thought was something one would probably would not normally think of, “ If I were there I bet I could see the whole wide world. And everything would be pink and orange just like how the sky is.” Little did she know, the stars were watching down from the same pink and orange sky, and were smiling. Rp example #2 *ੈ✩‧₊˚ [4 moons old] - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛first of many to come ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉ It was raining when he died. The tears came down now about as hard as they did on that day. He was gone. She would see him ever again. She clutched her necklace in both paws and shook with silent sobs, as she remembered. The first time she saw him. The last time. His he always said it would be okay. Even when she was having a bad day. [Two days earlier] He seemed fine before, and she thought he would be okay and she’d see him later so she could give him the present she made. A sort of thank you for her necklace. It was a feather. Not very much compared her sapphire, but she thought it would look nice in his fur. When he died she begged to give it to him and when she was about to, she choked up and ran away to the shelter of the nursery, where she saw him for the first and last time. Two hours have passed since then and everyone has gone back to their dens, except Pri. She stays awake. Waiting. Waiting for her father to come back from his patrol and to lick her and tell her that everything was going to be okay. But it wasn’t. He was gone. She got up and let her paws wander. She ended up next to her still father’s form. Before she knew what she was doing she was talking to him. “Hey dada,” she said with tears in her eyes, “I-I made this for you,” she pulled out the feather and lay down by his head and licked his face and said, “Don’t worry dada, everything is going to be okay right now. I love you.” She leaned into his fur and cried. She felt something, like a wind, touching her fur. She looked up with watery, bloodshot eyes into the hallow and stray eyes of her father. “Dada?” She said her voice cracking slightly. The stary figure said nothing but licked the the kit and wrapped it’s tail around the small kit. His kit. She smiled and snuggled close to him and closed her eyes. When she woke up the body was gone and she went back to the nursery to find her mama. To comfort her through this hard time. Looking back she doesn’t know weather it was just a dream that she conjured up in her grief, or if it was reality.*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ( I was literally crying when I wrote this T-T) *ੈ✩‧₊˚ I plan to have a whole arc devoted solely for Pri to find her identity and sexuality and I hope to see who she will end up getting together with in the future, if she gets with anyone, she is a bb. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ Important links https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/891319311/ - original litter request https://scratch.mit.edu/discuss/topic/713471/?page=1#post-7538321 - this is adding onto my application ^^ And studio where I keep all the application info!: https://scratch.mit.edu/studios/33933595/ Art is coming it’s just in the process of being made :/ 1.] reference of pri 2.] pri In a field of flowers ✔️ 3.] pri as a pfp ✔️ ╰┉┅┄◦ೋ•◦❥•◦ ꧁꧂ ◦•❥◦•◦ೋ ┄ ┉┅╮ Fin.
