[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy had been inactive solely because his roleplayer had no wifi. Or service. Whatever, hopefully he'd be better tomorrow. The charcoal bengal tabby's jaw dropped in a yawn as he stretched out, unsheathing his claws and flexing his cigarette-burned paws.
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Paintedpaw padded over and flicked her tail. "What's up?" She meowed quietly, her eyes widening slightly as she smiled.
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"you need to respect others." albert frowned at who used to be lucid, shifting his weight uncomfortably. "you are terribly rude, and hell do you have a bad attitude." he said, "i can't imagine the pain you're causing lucidreverie by saying this horrid stuff to his friends. it is completely unnessarcary."
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Paintedpaw flicked her white tail slowly back and forth, blinking her light blue gaze. "Well, yes. You are being rude, but... Yah, that was rude." She flicked her tail again and sighed, breathing out heavily.
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[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]At Paintedpaw's words, Billy raised his broad shoulders in a meek shrug. He didn't meet her eyes, instead wallowing the quiet. The silence took on a physical weight, as if everything in the world had stopped for the briefest of moments. The demiboy drank in the scent, breathing it out and expelling the peace from his lungs.
But as soon as that silence had taken over, it vanished. Words cuts like knives through the summer air. Harsh, cruel things thrown at him, piercing his mind. For a moment, he said nothing. He just closed his orange optics, mulling over the insults. Surely this wasn't Lucid -- even if she hadn't made the host comment, the vehement insults were enough to let him know this wasn't the male he was so fond of.
Weak prick. Yes, he was weak. Yes, he was a prick. He couldn't help it. He couldn't do anything for himself. He just hid from the big world, trying to become one with the wind and blow away. Depends on others. Funny she would say that. What a clinical term. Yes, he was dependent. In fact, he was plagued with Dependent Personality Disorder. That trait was a given. Die within the first minute of being alone. He'd never been alone, not for too long. He'd always been with his mother. When he wasn't with her, he was in the Ward. For a few days, he traveled to ColouredClan. That was the loneliest he'd ever been. Truth be told, on his journey over, his did have the urge to slit his wrists.
"Y-You sound like someone I u-u-used to know." Was all Billy said, orange optics sliding open.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 322px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify;] She crept up behind Billy, because she knew he didn't know she was alive again. She poked his shoulder, then again, then spoke, "Hey Billy, psst, I'm not dead anymore." She knew he wouldn't know, he had been gone when gossip of her return was vibrant, but come back when it had dissipated and circled around how Roman had just left her and the clan unexpectedly and now Lucy's death and all that stuff.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border:0px; width: 345; overflow:auto; font-size:8px;color:black;]captain (deputy/hp) of colouredclan // demon of pain // muzikant-tenebris
hard // attack in bolded light blue, underline name // request capture/injury
#impavid2k15
[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy flinched at the touch of his friend, however didn't know it was her. He turned to her, eyes flooding with recognition. For a moment, a spark of joy filled his gaze, however it drained within seconds. Not even the return of one of his close friends could pull him from his current state.
"Wuh-welcome back." Billy stammered, voice void of any and all emotion.
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[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 322px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify;] She looked a tad surprised, coming around to face him. "Hey, I know you would be happier than that, Billy. Why don't you tell me?" she said gently, hoping one of her close friends would at least say something.[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border:0px; width: 345; overflow:auto; font-size:8px;color:black;]captain (deputy/hp) of colouredclan // demon of pain // muzikant-tenebris
hard // attack in bolded light blue, underline name // request capture/injury
#impavid2k15
[fancypost bgcolor=none; bordercolor=none; borderwidth=0px; width:400px;][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Sully walked over her eyes scanning the area. You Lucy, tell me about these pricks! She thought to her head, looking at the drama unfold with her red eyes. The maned wolf sighed and sat down. "Yo, the name's Sully. Not Sull, it's Sully, got that?"