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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy's roleplayer had been inactive for various reasons, but whatever. Hopefully it was going to have a more steady activity level. Hopefully. A yawn parted the demiboy's thick lips, expelling a deep breath of air from his lungs. He'd probably missed a lot, he knew. He hadn't been in the best of places, mentally, as of late. He was going to try to change that, but no guarantees there.


    With an indignant little sniff, the striped felidae found himself relaxing in the sun, feeling the warm fingers of the star pierce through his wiry fur and warm him to the core. It was nice; the road was still cool from being hidden in the shadow for most of the day, which provided some relief from the burning heat. Billy let out a sigh, his orange optics half closed. He could get used to this, he thought with a tiny smile.

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    [size=11pt][glow=black,2,300]❝ lift your chin up darling ❞[/glow][/size]



    Hello, Billy. The young angel greeted, flicking her tail towards the tom. She genuinely liked Billy- he seemed nice enough. Though there were many people she did not know,Annabelle had a habit of seeing the best in them all, Billy included.

    [size=11pt][glow=black,2,300]❝ the day isn't done❞[/glow][/size]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 340px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; font-size: 14px; color: black; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: black;]the devil's dressed in angel's clothing ![/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 322px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify;] The antlered doe walked over, white pelt gleaming and it's colorful stripes bright. "Hello Billy," came the sweet voice of the captain, prancing over. She remembered the day they became friends, and then a few days after he killed her, but lets put that aside for now...[/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

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    Paintedpaw padded over next to Billy and sat down, her light blue eyes flicking to him as she frowned slightly. "What's going on Bibby?" The white apprentice meowed, her round dish-like eases swiveling towards the cat as she blinked.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 400px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][font=tahoma] "Hello... Billy?" The feline had a hint of question in his tone - he promised himself that he wouldn't forget any names he'd learned thus far, but he was already slipping. Sebastian plodded over and took a seat, flicking his tail around his paws as he looked over at Billy. He wasn't sure where that habit came from, but it seemed natural to hide behind the fluff of his tail even in the most formal situations. That didn't seem to be the case here, but hopefully they weren't very judgmental all the same.
    He supposed then, as he fiddled with the tail in his metaphorical lap, that he should speak again and assure everyone that he wasn't a selective mute. If anyone was going to judge him, it's probably be for that. Billy seemed nice, anyway, and he didn't want to put potential friends off by being too detached. "Er... How are you?"

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]A chorus of greetings, namely 'hello Billy's', echoed in the charcoal bengal tabby's ears. His jack-o-lantern visionaries slid open the whole way, giving them a second to refocus. And there went his moment of peace. No matter; he guessed sitting out in the open was sort of a silent invitation to socialize. He swiveled his sloped cranium towards the first of the arrivals, Annabelle. They had spoken on occasion, however calling them even close acquaintances was a reach. He dipped his head, lips twitching into what he hoped was a smile.


    Then there was Renegade. His old friend. The two hadn't really spoke much upon her return, and before that since their fight. He made a mental note to catch up with the femme. Maybe not now; or even soon. He wasn't feeling up to doing much as of late. His eyes danced across her new body, taking in her form. Quite interesting, he had to admit -- maybe a little gaudy, but whatever.


    Then there were the last two -- Paintedpaw and Sebastian. The former he knew better, as he'd only met the male upon his recent joining. However both questioned him, whether the intent be friendly or concerned. His eyes landed on the alabaster femme first, lifting his broad shoulders in a shrug. "Nothing. Just..." He shrugged again. "S-sitting."


    Billy's attention landed back on the tuxedo tom. "I'm f-fine. Wh-what about you?" The last question was directed towards the rest of the group, so as not to exclude them. Not that he particularly wanted to talk, but whatever.

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 400px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][font=tahoma] The bicolor thought, for a moment, that Billy didn't seem very talkative either. Minute gestures told him that the cat seemed more comfortable in silence; had they interrupted something? He seemed a little more relaxed before he began talking, but Sebastian thought that he was probably jumping to conclusions as usual. At least this meant that he wouldn't have to make small talk forever. Perhaps Billy also preferred silent company, just like him. Despite not really knowing how the other felt, he wanted to assume that he was granted permission not to drag out boring conversations, and so he'd act on it.


    The tom gave a vague shrug to answer Billy's own question, and shifted in his seat. What other kind of answer could he have given? He'd just left his entire family for his own selfish desire to leave home for once, and he didn't even think he'd get to see them again any time soon. Maybe his worries were a little childish, but they seemed huge to Sebastian, who preferred a quiet life and not grand-scale adventures such as this one.
    He could've either given the usual "I'm alright" or pour out every little thing that'd been running through his head in the past day, and he was certain that nobody wanted to hear the latter. So, he chose not to elaborate as his shoulders gave a small upwards twitch, like an answer he'd trailed off without finishing.

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    "ah. You. The useless little shit that depends on other people. You can't do anything yourself, can you?" Koro says, smirking slightly. "Lucid knows this, and yet he cares about you. Pity I guess. The poor soul pities you." The female severely disliked the other male, mainly because her host liked him but whatever. He was useless, helpless.
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    [size=8]" I swear to the dead God above, I will kill you. " Imperialstar's voice was worn as he ground out words shot at Koro, exhaling weakly as he approached. One more instance and she was dead. If she dared him to, here, on these grounds, she was dead. Though he'd waited beforehand, Imperialstar did not back down from dares forever. He had never fully refused one in his life. He would not start now.


    Completely ignoring the others, the serval stopped nearby, drawing an unsteady breath.
    [color=transparent][size=2px] #rabimperialmind

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; width: 400px; border: 1px; border color: transparent][justify][font=tahoma] Well. That was a harsh welcome, he thought with the slightest of frowns. Sebastian noticed that this was the same figure that attempted to mutilate Annabell's dead body, and unwillingly felt a shiver run down his spine. What a horrible beast to live with, he thought to himself. Of course, he only knew Koro and had never met Lucid, so in any case he'd have a grudge against the other for a long, long time to come.
    He blinked, his icy, blank stare moving between Imperialstar and Koro without a hint of emotion present behind them. "This conversation is boring. You might as well change the topic - you aren't going to kill anyone, and you aren't going to step up from playground insults," Sebastian spoke up, pointing a paw at each of them in turn. At least, he didn't think they were going to take any action against one another - but he'd still play the spectator in the sidelines no matter what they did to one another.

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    "I doubt you could truly kill me. Your dear Lucid, probably. But me, no. I'm just a guest in this body, I can leave at any time." Koro says with a purr, tail flicking slowly. "You will kill your dear 'son.' What would be the purpose of inviting him back if you were just going to kill him?"
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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Well, what a warm welcome. Billy could feel his legs shuffle closer to his stomach, hiding his paws, as he always did when he was anxious. He didn't like Koro, not one bit. It would be better if she spat lies about him, but she went for the jugular, spewing the harsh truth about him. He said nothing in response to her, just sank his teeth into his cheek until the metallic taste of blood spread across his tongue. It took every ounce of self control to not go beyond that.


    As Imperial approached, he stole a glance at the pissed leader. He opened his mouth, wanting to say that, no, she was right, however he decided that the Commander probably wasn't just saying that to protect Billy's feelings. So he shut his mouth, teeth clicking together as he did so.


    Billy Bibbit turned as Sebastian spoke up once again. He picked up his nonexistent brows in moderate surprise, not expecting the smoking feline to say anything among those lines. He swiped his sandpaper tongue across his lips before clearing his throat, eyeing Koro once more. "S-s-so..." He mumbled, unsure of what exactly to say in response.

    [align=center] [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 460px; height: 20px; font-family: georgia; color: white; text-align: center; font-size: 8pt; margin-top: -9px]emma mirie viska-levanti cadmus ★ tags ★ battle tags ★ powers ★ #emmabby [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 390px; height: auto; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; margin-top: -18px][hr]Emma wasn't one to get involved in other people's business (read as: she was a nosy little two month old who didn't give a shit if someone's business was private), but she was still confused about who was...who. She didn't know whether to call that mean cat Lucid or Koro, and the idea of possession was sort of playing with her ADHD brain, scrambling her thoughts.


    Ignoring that, the little girl tried to remember who Billy was. He had been at her joining, but she didn't know much about him, except for the fact that he had a stutter. That was all the information she'd been given, so far. Well -- that, and his name. The wolf pup plopped herself down, blinking as she studied Billy. "Heyo," Emma said.
    (c) counselor dreamie


    TAGS FOR MOBILE

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    "if he doesn't, I will." albert growled, which sounded funny coming from a horse. he didn't care anymore if it was lucid'd body- he could find a new one. they just needed to terminate the host, so that this demon could torment them no longer.


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    [size=8]" You know nothing of what I am prepared to do, " Imperialstar warned Sebastian, before turning to Koro. " Yes, my son, the traitor. I am aware it would seem wasteful to kill off his body. But a person is not their physical vessel. If I kill the body, I free you both from its prison. His soul does as it pleases and you ... You no longer have hold over him. If you despise us so much why stay around and do your utmost to aggravate us? It will not end well for you, demon. " had she ever considered he'd let Lucid back because the safest place to have your enemies was within sight? Why let those who opposed you slip away when you could watch their every step as they paraded your home? Keep your friends close and your enemies closer was not a metaphor; it was literal. He'd keep the traitors under his nose. Let them thrive in ColouredClan and make a choice. Again betray and meet an end unlike any other, or revoke their original identities for new. He didn't care what Lucid did. A traitor was a traitor until he was not and as long as he was, Imperialstar cared none for him.


    He then glanced to the others apologetically. He'd not intended on disturbing them.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 450px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; font-size: 9px; color: black; text-align: justify;]She calmly flicked her bobbed tail. "Kill the body, I can destroy Koro and help Lucid find a new one," she said simply, voice void of emotion as she sat. She was a tad offended that Imperial would use such a word, 'demon', to describe one when one of the foul creatures was in presence, but paid it no real attention.[/fancypost]

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    Koro tilts her head at the pair, completely unfazed. Lucid, though, was panicking. He was just a normal cat... He would die. He wouldn't get a new body! That wasn't normal. Death... He was scared of it... Koro, on the other hand, began laughing. She was entirely amused by how this situation was turning out. "Anyone else going to take part in killing Lucid?"
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