┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊
┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚★⋆｡˚ ⋆
┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆
┊ ┊ ★⋆
┊ ◦
★⋆ ┊ . ˚
˚★. ݁ ˖ִ ࣪⚝₊ ⊹˚

introduction,
welcome to the laced letters of begonia, in here you would find drafts, and stories that sparked in begonia's little mind
now, if you know me; i added a little twist in my forum, a enchanting one, a story that begonia made herself, a one
that are even laced carefully, signed in ink, twisted, and approved by fate, keep your exquisite mind in contact, or you'll be going on a venture to one of begonia's own elusive stories. signed, begonia.

table of contents.
1 ⋆.˚ general information about said roleplayer.
2 ⋆.˚ about the child
3 ⋆.˚ misc, and outro.
now, i know this is cut short, but time is to precious to be wasted, now bring the letters!

a moth frolics from their abode,
glancing at you, an what seems to be like a letter.
a crisp scent of the aroma, hits you hard, fleeing to the verdant floor of the clearing.

after a few hours of what it seems as a fleeting sleep
inquisitive, you open the letter, and what it seems like a candy tuft beguiles your eyes ,
laced on it, covered with a ribbon, it remarks: " from the heavens, from the pirouetting clouds, the mottled skies, and the glass stars, lurks a fate, a melodramatic one, that will cover your view in facade, and a trance of one of yours, will have powers of the deity, and a beguiling charm to it
, atlas, this is fate so it may be purely a reverie, but if you put your mind, and heart in it, one day it'll become true.

bewildered, you glance up, your eyes spinning, and meandering as if they had a mind on it's own,
what do you mean my kin, would have the powers of man-kind combined?
You toss the bewitching letter away from you, drifting off back into your nest.
signed, begonia.

⋆˙⟡
01. the roleplayer.

@razb3rr1 ⋆ razzle ⋆ she/her

02. about the roleplayer

hello! my name is razzle or kestrel, whatever perchance you would like to call me. I'm a pharmacology, and pathology enthusiast, and I do enjoy collecting splendour words that can bring a chimerical twist to my writing. I am also a pretty big language arts freak, who spends most of my precious time, writing stories, and finding ways to enchant that little charm in my writing. I'm also a big bookworm, which is currently reading grove hollow, a very intoxicating book. I do try to inspire my writing off of, caraval; a book that I would spend hours just listening to that bewitching writing style, that contains fantasy, and reality entwined together. I also enjoy the hunger games, shakespear, and classical literature- that could send your mind spiralling in bewilderment as I speak. However, this show isn't about me, and my fantasies with different fandoms, so i'll move my microphone, to something more soothing to an application type.

03. activity level.
Now, as i'm astonished to speak of my activity, and such. Please be wary, that my activity can wear down a bit, despite on what I say now. However, I feel like the tides are as limited to low, and I feel that I can sail according too plan. Please notice, that writers block, and lack of motivation exist for me, whimsically, and I can't control them, because i'm no fate teller, or psychic. But, I feel my activity is a 7/10, because I have many ideas for my enchanting storyteller, thus still including possible breaks due to mental health or vacation. But the coast is clear, and i'll be happy to grind for the best of this kit all the time.

04. experience of roleplaying.

I have had many characters, and stories introduced in this roleplay, from the tiniest of kits, too warriors in retirement, but I will go in detail of my little stories, and phantasmagoria of ephemeral characters. The first one, and the one when I just started was Riptide'ripple who was known for a deep connection, with his friend brown'ash ( which the user was the same one who introduced me to this roleplay ) and the many stupid things I did with a lack of knowledge for this roleplay, I made stupid choices, yes, my writing was bad, yes, but as you could see I improved, I don't write with mistakes all over my paragraphs, enigmatic, grammar seemed like it was rock bottom, but now i've learned. Second, Moonstone'manifest, she was a manipulator, , scarlet dyed on her paws, she had a mate, she had a life, and she lived as a medic- a highrank, a thing that I had been wishing over stars, wasting my time, to invest my life for her. for her smile, for those eyes. Third, we had Floral'fantasy, a cat closely related to the flames, and the death of mossclan, and was one of the first members of the pyrothys, a group known for it's, flames, and ashes scattered across the clearing- if i didn't have school to end my motivation ; she could have been leader, and she was the only sibling out of her litter to make it to warriorhood.Next, Claritykit- for me, clarity was just sort of a introduction to get to roleplay, however; school, and friend issues were.., so her life was short. Next, Waxwhimsy- my first cat that had epilepsy, , however my heart decided that I must, make her life short to hairstreak. Next, hairstreakpaw, my current cat, which prior vacation I had motivation, but after kithood ends, and no exp, I decided let's go back to my roots, and all my motivation is going to urchinclan, which is why i'm writing right now. I have roleplayed from WCUE, three years ago, and been in hundreds of roleplays, such as tcfrp, tss, and others that are less known- but I still have a heart, and I still cater my everyday life- to just write about my character, and the things around them. Actually, too be honest- roleplaying on scratch made me much better at language, and make me have awards for my writing skills. So thank you generations for influencing my language art skills to get out of me!

you dart your eyes down the clearing,
frolicking, meandering around camp,
but something seems quite frankly, wrong. histrionic, nefarious, chimerical
why was every feline in camp? posed, so ever, evanesced, where was everyone?
as you stand bewildered, you notice an elixir, filled with remedies, and like the letter; it contains a soft, and brief message, it remarked;
“ tranquility will murmur against you, keep you safe, but perfidy you in the end, leading you to cry, and drown in an endless sea of your own tears.'


Then the elixir glistened again, a florescent ray dashed upon it, it showed another laced message, ” drink me. “ ” drink me. “ ” drink me.“ it murmured in your mind, you knew this was some subterranean trance, that was messing with you, ‘ no, i’m not going to drink you.” you murmur softly, the drink glances at you in amusement, this was a arcane world, quite absurd, it was dangerous, and she needed some way to meander out of this absurd world, and come back to reality. but how?

ideas went all over your mind, cantering at the speed of light, but one you was able to catch.
drink the elixir, drink it, drink it, drink it, drink it, it repeated over, and over, the only thing you could possibly think of.
so you took a shot, and drank it.

signed, begonia.

05. Which kit I’m applying for.
I’ll be applying for the most charming, most mesmerizing design, the one, and only begonia ! But, why? That’s one of the greatest questions to ask an applicant, so let be bewitch you on why this darling, would resign in my abode. First, now, as a person who always checks the litter hub on and off, day after day- I saw this one, and I was planning to apply for this a long time, before I started writing by delightful sonnet, and laced stories, and looked at the lore opportunity, and how being a leaders child messes up your mind, since you’ll have to avenge your family in some way, and I love that opportunity that causes my characters to have lore building, and atlas so much more than just a cat with no parents would never have. Almost all my characters were orphans; and siblings dropped like flies. Now to be honest I have a fear of SS litters, especially kits with a lot of lore building and applications. Yes, I did have a character who had a lot of lore, but the father was inactive, and ended up oofing her because of all of her siblings died from inactivity- and inactivity is contagious, and since this is a SS litters much more likely to have active siblings and a family, this makes it so that I’ll never want to fall from hiatus, and always get that precious lore, leading me to be much more active, and feel like I’m not being forced to role play just for the sake of my character. Second, design. It’s always the most cutest critters that get me to draw and role okay as them, just having a design that could charm a cat, and even the role player themselves, designs are my weak spot when I apply for cats. I constantly check the litter hub, to see if one day I’ll find a cat that has a design so precious, that it would make me explode if this was never carved into existence. Yes, it’s been ages since I wanted to find a perfect cat. Good design. Good lore building chances- and it just feels like this is the perfect cat that caters to my heart. Now, keep in mind I’m not going to charm you and do bewitching spells on you if I don’t get this kit; a perfect kit could be everywhere and litters are constantly releasing so I don’t really know the definition of a perfect kit, yet. Third, adding up the design, being in a lineage, lore opportunities is everything I’m looking for in a kit, causing me to be much more active, have lots of motivation and grind my heart out for this kit- because I’ll do anything for them. In conclusion, this is why I should win/want this kit, and I’m happy for whoever wins this kit, since everyone deserves a active family with lore opportunity’s. Now with that clear, we will be moving to one of begonias first drafts.

It smiles. A swarm of color hits your eyes, your face is like a palate and your eyes are like the brush, meandering with colors as I speak, you wonder how it is, how you ended up with primrose red, and periwinkle across you face.
But it’s all a delusion, and that’s something you learned not to trust of-
So you pretend it’s not real, that you’ll probably be fine.

That the elixir was just a dream, a remedy for sleep. You try to wake up, to get out of your pondering state, but it does nothing, and atlas, you are left with nothing, a soul of nothing, only floating to melancholy abyss, shades of a inky blue explode in your vision, and suddenly realize your
Falling.
Falling.
Falling to an endless abyss, hoping that reality is almost left to come, but not all hope is lost as you murmurs and screams saying “ are you okay?” But it’s directly aimed at you and you missed it, again,and again. Always missing those who care.
Signed sincerely , begonia.

sexuality & gender.
Now since gender and sexuality frequently change, bewilderment across begonia about how she identifies will something she will never fit until elderhood. However, I will go into depth about her sexuality and gender over the course of time. During kithood, she will be bewildered that you can change gender and sexuality, so during apprenticehood she would get really confused that she didn’t have a crush on anyone, yes she will be aroace and use she/her, notice that I may decide in the future different things since we all decide whimsically. Anyways she’ll use she/her and remain an aroace baddie forever

⭒. ──. ˚₊‧ ✩ ‧₊˚.── .⭒
Personality :)

(+) benevolent, imaginative, very intelligent
( eclectic, placid, whimsical
(-) histrionic, pedantic, delicate.


Benevolent [i kind, generous , wanting to do things for others.

Begonia is usually known for having a heart bigger than her head, so willing to care, and she’ll put her life for you, just to see that smile just floating in your face. She craves that smile, she loves it when it just bubbles on someone’s face; just a reminder that humanity might not be lost, and maybe we have a chance. She loves when she makes a difference, when she puts a smile on someone’s face, making the world a better place. So she’ll smile wherever she goes, giving flowers, maybe even sharing some ancient prose. For begonia, she believes anyone should be happy and the world needs to devotedly become a better place, even if there are some small inconsistencies, because if you don’t meanness would spread leading to people to be floating zombies that just hurt each other just to feel good about themselves, and we’ll live a life crying, drowning in a sea of our own tears, but she believes that you unclog the train, or teach them how to swim to get out of this situation, in every story she makes no mater how dystopian, or big fiasco there is- she’ll always include someone that cares, deeply. As a reminder humanity is not lost.

Imaginative /having a large imagination and creative instincts/

Stories,dreams what is a story without an imagination? A dream? A creative side? At a young age, begonia always saw ordinary items in a different view, maybe that trees secretly had feelings so that’s why they never talked to us,because humans kept cutting them. It was those small little things that kept her entertained just thinking for hours, but the thing is since she saw more than what an ordinary thing was, she could spend hours writing stories since ideas always meandered around her head, a tree could be meaning to her, always trapped in her own fantasy, in her own world. She didn’t care if people judged her for her stories, they were just jealous that she could imagine life without them, or find different solutions to problems that worked better than the usual response- she would always think out of the box causing her to be much more smarter, and make stories that were always fascinating to here, a one that could mesmerize someone in a second, to get their attention. She was always just devoted to be different, because she hated in how mean we were becoming- and she even took boring as an insult, but then she made her experience a story.

Very intelligent / smart above average /

Since she spends her days observing, listening to conversations she was never meant to here; and talking a lot to her mothers: she has developed this blossoming intelligence that makes her answer every question with accuracy, find words that she thinks are interesting. Please notice that she isn’t born smart, and this is one of my lore building activities, where she’ll ask about fancy words, use them. Since her traits mostly are about being curious and imaginative it gives her access to be extremely smart- since she has a large memory capacity, it’s easy to remember things for her; since she rights every useful information in her brain or on the dirt. So that she’ll always remember useful things, this will cause her to be extremely smart since she collects words and information like it’s a hobby, and then enforced it in whatever she’s doing, she’ll not be talking in fancy words at one month, but she’ll I force her information- and I’ll put that into roleplay, so it shows that it’s blatantly realistic, since no one can be born as a walking genius at one month old; she’ll also be into puzzles, and she’ll constantly will spend her time listening to riddles and solving them.

⭒. ──. ˚₊‧ ✩ ‧₊˚.── .⭒
Eclectic / mixed styles, very unique /
begonia is no ordinary girl, in fact she despises being called one- since then she's been getting hobbies, such as storytelling, flower picking, and she keeps these hobbies through warriorhood, making her seem stylish, from trying to undercover history of her clan, and then making a play called the history of urchinclan. Though her hobbies are unique, she wants to be even more unique, like create an invention that changes the word, and she believes if she mixes her styles together, Making remedies of different hobbies together, it would create something even better, and she will do anything to make that invention that's been floating around her head, she wants to be known for something so she mixes her styles together, like her dyed inky fur, and flowers across her pelt, breaking the stereotypes that you can only have one hobby that represents you, but if you can merge them together, than you'll create something unique, and you'll even create your own fanbase, that will, cherish you for e,bracing their idea all along, but you don't want that you want to be the uniquest one, and that's what begonia believes and that will never change, at all.