[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 13px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; padding: 0px; font-family: cambria; font-size: 17pt; letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: uppercase; float: left; width: 134px; height: 20px; padding-top: 6px;]plastickit[/fancypost]its a casio
on plastic beach[hr]
plastickit // male // sunclan // lavarocks xx asterfall // 3 months // homoromantic pansexual // defenseless // attack in #0ad6a8 // pm for capture, no kill or maim // tiny red spotted tabby w/ liquid, leafy green eyes // powers: none
Plastickit loved the sea. There was something... Special about it. It seemed so serene and tranquil, but at the same time terrifying as it was so huge in scale and filled with many dangerous creatures. Like whales. Plastic hated whales, despite his love for the sea.
He had found a book all about the ocean and its inhabitants and was currently on the beach, looking through the book and occasionally looking up to watch the water move in a slow, gentle motion. Plast sighed softly. It was late dusk, with the sun already below the sea-line but it still being a bit light. He loved it when he was alone. Just him and the ocean, with the water talking to him via its gentle swish and splash, was all that Plastickit needed.
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