THE GENTLE GRIP OF NIGHT'S UNFOLDING ARMS • joining

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]STUCK IN MY OWN PARADOX, I WANNA SET MYSELF FREE.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]
    The animatronic wolf made her way to the border, her golden eyes slightly aglow. She was quite the odd sight. She had red and pink makeup markings; red lipstick, red blush, pink eyeshadow, and a pink muzzle. But the most disturbing thing about her was her pelt. The metal was ripped off into jagged edges, showing the dark gray endoskeleton. Inside the endoskeleton was her regular, average organs. Her left eye was nothing but a dark black hole in her skull.


    Mangle let out a call, with a slight mechanical screech and rasp. "[b]Hello?" She called out. She knew that her possessed had formerly lived here, so she was looking around for anyone that might've seen familiar.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; font: 38px mongolian baiti; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 5px black; margin-top: -15px; text-align: left]Ryuuji –[/fancypost]
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    this one seemed like a fazbear -- they were a bit infamous, in his opinion, considering all the shit they pulled. bleh, he didn't honestly care too much about them hopping over to darkclan, but, bleh.


    "name and intentions?" the lion inquired, tilting his cranium slightly to the left as he waited for the animatronic wolf's answer. with a flick of his tail, he added, "name's ryuuji, by the way. noble druid of darkclan." might as well introduce himself.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt; margin-top: -5px; letter-spacing: -.6px;]STUCK IN MY OWN PARADOX, I WANNA SET MYSELF FREE.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:95%; width:470px; margin-top: -10px;][hr]
    Mangle stared at the DarkClanner for a moment, her single golden eye blinking. "[b]Mangle Fazbear. I'll be joining your clan. It's nice to meet you.    "
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