Viridian
SadLittleClown
- Created
- 2 years, 6 months ago
- Creator
- SimplyDefault
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Profile
The Beginning
Viridian was a playful and sly fox, often hunting chickens and rabbits on the outskirts of the town where farmers worked. Often being chased away with guns and hateful words, Viridian didn't understand how his actions were harmful, did't he deserve to eat and live too?
When a wolf came and ripped apart the town and the farmers livestock, he was blamed and chased out of town. Not aware of his surroundings, not aware of his prey or any predators, Viridian felt so lonely and so so scared.
The End
Weeks went by and soon Viridian was slowly starving to death, dying of malnutrition from only picking on the scraps of others kills. He wondered through town in a hazey sad state, looking through trash cans only to be sadly shooed away by towns people. He collapsed in a beautiful yard, slowly losing consciousness among the flowerbeds.
He felt his body lift, although he couldn't even lift his head to check, was this the end?
A Child's Love
When Viridian woke again, he was in the arms of a child, gently being bottle fed and nursed back to health. As time went on Viridian got better and stronger but he had grown to love the family he stayed with during his time of need.
Though he did eventually leave, he stayed close to the family. Guarding their chickens whom he was trained to protect, and scaring away pests and playing with the child who had nursed him back to health, Chiyo. Chiyo named him "Ao" for his eyes, often leaving her window open for Viridian to sneak in and sleep on her pillow.
War
Viridian lived many peaceful years like that, watching little Chiyo grow up, hunting mice, feeling the love he so desperately wanted for years. Until war came to the village he loved, and when Chiyo's father was sent to fight in the war and never returned a hush fell over the once happy house. Now a widow, Chiyo's mother turned to...more extreme methods of earning money becoming a courtesan for the enemy soldiers who had now invaded the once lively village.
Viridian tried to keep a smile on little Chiyo's face, and it never did fade, not even as Chiyo took her last breaths. As the war grew, life in the village got dangerous, and eventually the enemy soldiers turned on the citizens. Killing every man, women and child that resided in Viridian..in Ao's home. Ao tried to fight them off, tickled by his tail, Chiyo giggles were the last sound he heard from her before the gunshots, Chiyo and her mother were killed on impact. Viridian laid at their feet, whimpering, crying for them to wake up. He had once again lost his home.
Mourning the loss of his family, he ran at the soldiers who laughed at his attempts to hurt them. After shooting him in the leg, they tied him up and dragged him as they walked. Eventually the leader got fed up with his cries and untied him, leaving him for dead just like they left Chiyo. Ao limped to the shore, laying in the warm sun as he bled out.
After the Poptopus
He doesn't remember when he ate the poptopus, only remembering that when he awoke he hunted each of the soliders from the village, slaughtering them like the mice he once loved to hunt. When he was done he wondered from village to village, picking up skills like singing and sewing, selling meat he got from hunting.
Now centuries later, Ao who changed his name to the more specific Viridian is living as a rockstar and model in L.A hoping that one day he'll meet the reincarnation of Chiyo. For now he spends his days popping champagne in the mornings, doing graffiti in the afternoon, and watching drag races at night.
Flirty | Charming | Youthful
Viridian is a world famous superstar, and it certainly shows. Whenever he walks in the room the good energy is booming, he loves cracking jokes and being a shameless flirt. He's come a long way from the sad Ao, wondering from village to village looking for a reason to exist.
Viridian loves attention, especially if coming from pretty people ~ Viridian could care less if people liked him however, as he only cares about the opinions of his closest friends and loved ones. He is very loyal and caring, often using his wealth to support his friends and sometimes his fans in need.
- Smoking
- Bag Alt Clothing
- Loud Music
- Flirting
- Guns
- Arguing
- Farmers
- Death
- He refers to himself as Ao when stressed
- He likes to casually drink
- Pulls on ears when upset
- Likes wearing chokers
MATURITY
TEMPER
HUMOUR
COURAGE
CREATIVITY
INTEGRITY
STRENGTH
CONSTITUTION
DEXTERITY
INTELLIGENCE
WISDOM
CHARISMA
TYPE Kitsune
TAIL AMOUNT 1 Tail
EYES Simple Shaped Pupils
MOUTH Small Fangs
SIZE Dog Sized
TAIL TYPE Wispy
EARS Short and Wispy
TONGUE Split Tongue
MUTATIONS --
HEIGHT 6'4
WEIGHT 250
BUILD Tall and Buff
DEMEANOR Cheerful and Vibing
SKIN Brown Light Skinned
EYES Green
HAIR Green, Black, and Blonde
STYLE Alt / Punk
OTHER --
- Any clothes Ok
- Ears and Tail must be drawn
- Don't lighten the skin
- Gay gay
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