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NIX [she/he/it]lighthouse / doctor..? / guided by sun
“uh oh"
For some cats, making notes is quite easy while for some it's a nightmare. For some, their life is a story; sometimes happy and sometimes rather pathetic. For Nix... let's say it's a big mess.
How did things end up like this? Let's rewind to the beginning.
Be born in a very small very humble village and drive everyone there crazy in a matter of seconds because you're not really like your littermates. With your snow-white fur and lack of patterns, easily become the favorite of the residence. Listen to their stories about the legends- especially the first not-cats, and be dumbfounded at how eerily similar you are to the depictions of the first Null.
Get your friends to mistake you for some prophecy. Take it literal. Maybe this could be a part of a little prank you can pull? Think about it for days, eventually ending up with a bright idea. The first Null's gone but why should it be the last? Your presence should make an appearance for everyone around.
Begin planning things with your littermates. Leave everything behind, go to a new state- tell the tales of a new prophet. A new husk for the old, you say- and they will all fall for your trap. Maybe do stageplays or even revivals, no one will be able to differ lie and truth apart.
Swim in riches, ignore the warnings. Get your littermates the happiness you seek. One day, stumble upon a fella, they're quite angry to say the least. Say, you will never see the day of light- maybe even fall into dark- and nothing will save you this time. Don't take them seriously though, it's what rambles are about: A speech to be told for you to forget.
Your last performance takes place. Alchemy sayings are everywhere, what a village. Nestor left them long ago, and now they believe in things they created in their minds- with plans of getting you in their dreams.
Something feels off, but the show must go on. Your littermates can stay back, you are the one to shine. And if there's one to pay, it's the snow-furred rascal, if there's a cat to pay, it's the rascal you are
Suddenly you will be held against your will, and they won't let you say a thing. They all think the same thing, ascending you with the dark alchemy. Despite everything becoming literal and light of heaven blinding you, the blindness begins drowning you and drowning you and you regret it
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You run away from your mistakes with your littermates and escape from the horde of guardians and rangers and everything you sought and everything you lied about has become your own enemy until the gate you find takes you in into the deeps
Etymology - means snow in latin
[Fur-Color-Pattern-White Marks]
[Genetic String]
[Code by Sprighale#7000]
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- the bunny is there to comfort her! it was given by June in an attempt to help Nix. Nix found the bunny lame first (in her opinion a light noodle would be way cooler) but they ended up being besties over time.
- she might be a smart clever two-faced maniac but she's not mature. she's trying so hard looking like a disney movie villain but she's failing miserably. sorry
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by luxine
by mints
by Posies
if i had a nickel everytime i made a character who's a medic and associated with godly stuff while its clear they arent meant to be one and they are just inhuman human in a way and they think gender is a goofy concept
i would have two nickels
which isn't a lot but why twice
im a banger writer (burning kitchen img)
