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also check out dj's pageIntroductionThe sun is creeping slowly toward the western horizon of Washington D.C. It is darker than normal; the sun is peeping shyly from behind a clump of rather depressing rain clouds. A few minutes later, the sun disappears all too abruptly, and rain begins to pour out like waterfalls over the small city.Not remembering to bring an umbrella, or any measurable length of newspaper, you dash for cover from the drenching vortex. You pass a rather bedazzled statue of a panda--one of the begillion miscellanious panda statues within the city--and dive into a small appartment complex. Now a mass of soggy clothes, you stand in a nice, cozy little room. It resembles a library/coffee shop lounge, and has a small front desk tucked into one of the corners. The theme seems to be 'old-fashioned antique' because the register looks vaguely like an ancient, over-sized typewriter. There are a few sofas here and there, all the same hue of starbucks-green. The floor is wooden and old, but looks clean and polished, and everything stocked on the shelves looks organized and dust-free. The smell of banana bread fills the room, probably coming from up the small, steep flight of stairs in the corner. The only occupant of the room besides you seems to be a lanky, young creature sprawled out on the sofa farthest from the door. His eyes are closed as if he is sleeping, and a book is clutched loosely in one hand, about to slip onto the wooden floor. The sound of the door shutting, as well as the steady dripping of rain from your hair, seems to have roused him, however; one of his eyes opens a crack, bright green eye just visible, and sees you. He takes a giant yawn and stretches out his long limbs, "If you're here to escape the rain, you might as well unpack. It'll be similar to hibernating until spring," he says, eyeing you with a slight smirk. He looked very much like he wanted to laugh. You take a seat, curious as to who this crass individual is. HistoryI was about eleven when my older brother and I moved to D.C. from Felixstowe. It was all rather exciting, me being a chaotic little devil who was glad to be anywhere but rainy old England. I love the rain, but it was a bit more than that, really.That aside, we arrived in D.C. and moved into a small appartment complex(the same one I currently reside in). The school was a bit different, but I remember hating everyone in my junior high class because they all made fun of my accent and the bigger ones bullied me to no end. It was all rather infuriating. However, I kept cool about it and ignored them all, knowing one day I'd never have to look at them again. That's when I met Dj, but we weren't excactly friends until high school. When I was a senior with Dj, my brother graduated college and decided to move back to Britain to be with the family, but since I was old enough, I stayed in DC where I had finally made a friend. I still live in the appartment, of course. I went to college with Dj while working at a rave club called Nuclear Era, selling drinks(not alcohol, you see, the kids there are too young) to the ravers. After we got out of college, Djyn asked if he could be a full-time dj for the club, and they liked his style. Now we sleep the day away and spend our nights surrounded by the neon lights and the raving breakbest. What could be better? A vacation would be a nice little change, though...Dj and I have been contemplating taking a trip to a big city and sampling some of the different rave clubs. Well, that's what he says. But I think he just wants away for a bit. He's never been outside the state, and I think he feels shut in. He wants to meet new people and see what the world outside of DC is like. But that's just him. I want to party. Traits/QuirksJulian is, for lack of a better term, a bit blunt. He doesn't seem to know if what he says is considered rude, he just knows it's the truth. You can always count on him to speak his mind, and never lie.Considering his reputation, it's not hard to see why he loves solitude so much. In his spare time, when he's not sleeping or eating, he likes to sneak into houses and fidget around with the electricity a little(you know, switching the alarm and light switch wires around, fun things like that). He does have a good side, though, like almost everyone. If you're willing to stick around and get to know him, you might find that he's very loyal and friendly. He just has a form of a social anxiety disorder, and doesn't really know what to say. Statistics
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Friends Djyn is the silent type, the one who always listens, never speaks. But I make him speak, and there are very few with that talent, haha. He's very intelligent, though, just never shows it. I always copied off of him through school, as terrible as it is. He's the only reason I graduated. Dj's a great friend, though, loyal as they come. And he's alot of fun to have around when you get him talking.
The ApplicationI wanted Felester because I love to roleplay and I wanted an anthro with a nice name. Personally, I think Felester's color suits him just fine because he's very much a modern pirate in downtown D.C. where he daily terrorizes the community (:.CustomsThis is the set of lupe customs I've done, located here.Felester's quad form reference is here:  Links               
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