| [fancypost bgcolor=#; border-width: 0px; padding-left: 16px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px;] [fancypost bgcolor=#161616; width: 399px; height: 250px; border: 1px solid #161616; border-left: none;]  [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #FD893B; border-width: 0px; width: 410px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-size: 45px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #000000; text-align: left; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #000000; padding-top: -23px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 16px; padding-right: 10px;] shakespeare. [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #161616; border-width: 0px; width: 410px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing: 5px; color: #ffffff; text-align: right; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #000000; padding-top: 3px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 8px; padding-right: 10px; font-style: bold; text-transform: uppercase;] i would challenge you to a battle of wits, but i see you are unarmed.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #16161; border-width: 0px; width: 410px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; font-size: 45px; letter-spacing: -4px; color: #FD893B; text-align: right; text-shadow: 1px 1px 0px #000000; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 1px; padding-right: 10px;]- - - - - - - - - - - - - - [/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #191919; border-width: 0px; width: 390px; height: auto; text-align: justify; padding: 20px; color: #ffffff; font-family: times new roman;] &&& he was nervous, extremely nervous that his tawny spotted pelt dampened and his obsidian pupils constricted painfully. it was time to go home, he had left suddenly in the night a moon or so ago because he had caught word that his mother was dying from a bird she had kept as a close friend and shakespeare had thought lover. pfft, that was almost too funny for the bobcat that love could be so diverse, even so that he had not found love himself. after a moon of caring for her she had died in the night with a curl of a smile on the delicate line of her lips. she had died peacefully despite the disease she was cursed with but thankfully he would not get. as his large paws felt the familiar warmth of sand a feeling that was similar to joy lifted his heart so that a slow walk turned into a jog and then turning into a sprint. no doubt others might not even remember him besides it wasn't like he had a high rank but for some reason he knew that despite everything he would love everyone all the same. this was home. he was home. looking at the entrance to the cavern that he had seen when he had first joined he remembered historia and ymir and well ferdinand and jace and fuck it he remember a lot but faces triggered his memory. blinking with a set of honey-gold eyes he wondered if risen was still in his bunny phase, which had seriously screamed adorable.[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor= #161616; border-width: 0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align:right; color: #333333;]tag #lookieloo. 000. nemo loves you. © rochester[/fancypost] |
shakespeare's return [re-joining]
- DragonHeart13
- Closed
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia][fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia]Shakespeare, Darkey remembered him. "Long time no see." The ebony warmaster grunted to the ex-BloodClanner. "[b]Where have you been?[/b]" She asked hostility. Leaving BloodClan voluntarily made you a traitor to the clan.
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&&& ahh, now this was a face he remembered. "yeah it has been a long time darkenpool but it is good to see you'', he trailed off ignoring her hostile tone of course there was reason seeing that he had just up and left. clearing his throat the bobcat shifted his weight to the opposite side of his body, "i left because my mother was dying and as you know - you only get one mother in life so i left to take care of her until she passed and she has'', straightening his stance sadness flickered briefly in his eyes but regardless he had said goodbye and had no intention hoarding this grief. [/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor= #161616; border-width: 0px; width: 400px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; text-align:right; color: #333333;]tag #lookieloo. 000. nemo loves you.
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None.
BATTLE TAGS
• BloodClan - 1st Tier - Epic - Place name in GOLD •
ATTACKING
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid #494949; background: #333333; padding:10px; font-size: 8pt; text-align:justify; color:#black; width:250px; height: 239px; overflow:auto;]It seemed as if most of his time spent was spent outside the oven mimicking tunnels of the BloodClan camp. The outside was worse, the weather more relentless, as there was no shelter from the elements in the open. Gales slapped at his muscled frame, stabbing at his eyes with golden and gritty embers. The sunlight assaulted his pelt with such a ferocity, that it felt as if his very flesh would melt off, and his blood boiled, spreading throughout the entirety of his frame a dull and throbbing ache. Still, the large Maine Coon could not afford himself the time to relax in the shade. It seemed another beast was intruding upon his territory, or rather, his clan's. But this one didn't seem like a stranger, at least not the Darkey, of whom Slypher drew up beside to glare at the other feline. While he had never met the other supposedly ex BloodClanner before, it seemed the scene would play out rather interestingly.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia]"I slaughtered my biological mother in her sleep." Darkey would have been happy to have her mother die a log and painful death, and she would leave just to watch every painful wheeze. "But I suppose that I would do the same for Amour. Welcome back into the clan." She said with a nod of her head.