WATCH THE HOURS ON THE CLOCK - open, joining

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    Diabolus. According to Google Translate, it meant ' Devil ' in Latin. Did it suit him? *, probably, the canid didn't know. He wasn't evil and malicious, necessarily, he didn't like ripping out little children's hearts. He didn't like unnecessary pain, didn't really like death. He liked that gum humans had, though, the one that was meant to stop people from smoking. The one with nicotine in.


    He also liked peppermint. And a good fight. And hugs.


    The male arrived at the clan's border filled with energy, 'cause he'd not been walking long. Surprisingly green eyes flicked back and forth, and the male grinned wide, the toothy expression just a little less friendly than it should've been, though his eyes were half lidded and his posture was relaxed. " Hey! 'm Diabolus, here to join. "
    [color=transparent] #diabolusyo
    #diabolusbc

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    Well, at least he didn't have to repeat that stupid 'name and business' bullshit again. The pretty boy of Bloodclan walked up, blue eyes flickering over Diabolus. "Welcome to Bloodclan, then. I'm Prince, nice to meet you," the orange cream trainee greeted. Oh, he was being nice today, how kind of him.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;]Turning his gaze to Prince specifically, Diabolus toned down the grin until it was a smirk, and nodded his head. What a royal name. Imagine if there was a title or rank here specifically named ' prince ', and Prince achieved it. Prince Prince. Huh.


    Though now his mind was wandering, and he'd not spoken in a while. Shit, he had to stop zoning out. " Hey, thanks. Nice t'meetcha too, Prince. " though he'd not really said much to the male, so didn't know what he was like. How were they both meant to know if it was nice to meet the other?


    What a conundrum. Made his head hurt, his overthinking.
    [color=transparent] #diabolusyo
    #diabolusbc

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    Prince nodded slightly, wrapping his tail around his paws. It was starting to get a bit uncomfortable- him being the only one to greet Diabolus, that is. Usually there were more people that approached, but no. The boy arched an eyebrow, eyes following a bug that was traversing through the sandy ground.

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    [color=black][font=georgia]He wasn't the only one for long, as the elegant shape of melantha approached. Her lovely features were decorated with a frown - aka the bxtch face. The term suited her, considering the fourth tier was a bxtch, and proud. "Welcome." she grunted in an ice cold tone. The curvaceous femme studied Diabolus with pallid green orbs. Her expression didn't change, and she was seemingly unimpressed. Just another random person. How boring. "My name is Melantha Faber. Fourth tier." also, she wasn't very talkative.

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    Really, he wasn't one to be in all the joinings in the world but he was here none the less. Bored and as emotionless as ever the pale form of the massive jaguar pulled out of the shadows as he settled down beside Mel. His head tilted a bit before he allowed his neon hues to blink once. "Welcome to Bloodclan... Attrition Warfare."
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;]" Well, aren't y'all a bunch of chatterboxes? Slow down, can't keep up. " snorted Diabolus, but then he realised he'd not get a positive reaction, so ditched the dry humour approach and just stepped over the border. " Err, yeah. Thanks, guys. As much as I'd love to stay and chat to your lovely selves, I kinda want to look around. Mind pointing me to your camp? " great. Now he was rambling. He threw in an eye roll to redeem himself.
    [color=transparent] #diabolusyo
    #diabolusbc

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    Prince blinked before tossing his chin in the direction of the main camp. "Over there, just keep heading straight. You'll eventually see it," he said, turning on his heel and going in that direction.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: times new roman;]" Yeeeaaah, thanks. " chuffed Diabolus, before lunging forwards and heading in that direction, ears pricked. He wondered what their camp was like, and then decided to stop wondering, 'cause he'd get himself all worked up over nothing. He wondered if there were live sacrifices. Maybe. Sounded fitting.
    [color=transparent] #diabolusyo
    #diabolusbc