YOU'RE A MESS / joining

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify]Numb paws carried Mike over the border, his eyes showing little but pure, cocky confidence. Smiling rather dumbly, the handsome tom shook his head. "Heyy, anyone home!?"

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px;][justify][sub]" yes ! yes we are ! " the golden retriever barked, a smile placed on his features as he padded over. hmm, could this be another joiner ? he hoped so. " name and business please~. "

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify]"Ay, man. Name's Michael. Just call me Mike." He winked, chuckling. "I was thinking about joining. Honestly, how is this place?" He murmured.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; height: auto; margin-top: -8px;][justify][sub]" nice to meet you, mike. i'm configuringseasons, one of the leaders here. " he said, licking his lips, a new security habit of his. it was good to know that they had a possible joiner, though. " oh, right. it's super chill. everyone here is really cool, and we're one big happy family. more or less. " he said that last part quietly. but, then again, sei was probably the tired grandpa that slept too much, and mya was the weird cousin.
    yep. a family.

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    and here was the weird cousin. mya strode in with that condescending look of hers and took a seat beside conny. since he already did mist of the talking, she figured that all she could do now was stare at the new joiner with her eye until something happens. but she made sure she didn't stare too long. after all, wouldn't want somebody's head to spontaneously combust now would we?


    [hr][align=center][size=4pt]battle tags ☆ powers ☆ mutations

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    how dare he be called an old man. sei, upon hearing that, would definitely... not fight it. he was way too tired for that sort of thing. even now, the male yawned as if he had better places to be, and didn't bother trying to seem nice for this person. it was okay though, since he was pretty cute. "hi, i'm seironsyndrome. if you do join, you will be loved like... like her sweater." the white tiger couldn't think of anything, and so he ended up pointing to mya's green sweater with an emotionless look, the silence that ensued after it issuing a challenge in the air. that was the weirdest thing for him to say anyway. in short-greeting a possible joiner? nailed it.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent;][font=times new roman][color=white]Well, that was one way to accept someone. The alabaster wolf watched calmly, waiting for the hum of voices to halt around him before he replied, "I'm Altam, the other captain. If you need any assistance just let me know and I will do my best to help." Polite as it was, he kept his suspicions and wariness to himself.