YOU NEED JESUS - open, joining

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    [sub][b]YOU CAN'T JUST EXPECT ROMANCE FROM LUST! [color=white]
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    the son of horrorlove stood at the border, blood dripping out of his nose as usual. it was just normal for him. he wasn't sure what it meant or why he would never stop bleeding, but he figured it was god's punishment for what sin he was.


    the sin of being anime-y, weeaboo, nose-bleeding 'kawaii desu' trash.



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    The young cat stared sheepishly at the figure in front of him, unsure of how to react. The cat seemed pained or at least… not okay. The cat was a bloody mess, and made Zythum crinkle his nose as the iron smell the seemed to follow the cat. "You okay there, buddy?" Zy called from the Windclan side of the border, still hesitant to approach. He'd seen traps like this before and was certainly not about to walk head on into one.

    Jetkit arrived next cocking her head at the sight of the bleeding creature. Really how did somebody walk around like that, sure she wasn't exactly a neat freak. The tuxedo feline would have to draw the line with filth somewhere though. Blood wasn't like mud, oil, or grease. No that stuff was supposed to stay on the inside as far as she was concerned.

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    this character is emotionally painful to roleplay


    [b]" yep, everything's daijoubu. my name is pixelpaw and i'm here to join, desu." he said, wiping some blood off his face with a grin.



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    "Pixelpaw? Awesome name." Jetkit stated and she wasn't actually being sarcastic she did actually like it and everything. "My name's Jetkit, and we have an auto-accept policy I'm pretty sure. So welcome to WindClan. Just make sure you don't touch my stuff." Though the last bit was said in a serious tone she said it with a tiny smirk on her face.

    [justify][font=georgia]Zy hung back from the two as 'two's a crowd' and Zythum wasn't the biggest supporter on the whole social gathering scene. "Yeah, you look just ducky." He muttered, still taken back by the cat's "whatever" mood towards his bleeding face. "Im Zythum by the way… Zy's fine though…" He trailed off.[/justify]

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify]Oh. Nice. "D...daijoubu?" Peachmoon uttered the foreign word with a fascinated glint in her pale blue eyes. It seemed like word meant "fine" or "okay", but why this boy would use unfamiliar dialect was beyond her. Perhaps he was foreign himself. "Are you sure you're alright? I wouldn't mind inspecting you in case there's something seriously wrong," the intern spoke with a hint of concern laced inbetween her words. "I'm Peachmoon, by the way."


    (pixelpaw is best character)

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    Did he say his name was Pixelpaw Midday? The ginger tabby padded over, eying the bleeding feline with a quirked eyebrow. "What happened to you?" he asked bluntly, not remembering his brother bleeding all the time.