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    roderich leonidas-cipher
    male - kit - boneclan - [abbr=3 moons - free powers, more to develop - mentored by none - dating/crushing on none]tags[/abbr]
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    Boredom had struck Roderich like a knife, even though he had never experienced one before. Maybe he would someday at the rate of his attitude. But, he could honestly care less about the image he portrayed. It was the deeper part of him that made him cringe at the idea of anyone knowing it. But, there was no time for anything like that. The alabaster tom would head out of his small, crappy fort of a house and sit near the dead center of camp. He expected a ton of BoneClanners to show up, seeing as there was practically zero open threads.
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    Eric would help with the lack of open threads in a few days, once his roleplayer had settled into school. Right now she probably wasn't supposed to be online, though she was nervous and needed to pass the time. "Hello." he chirped in greeting, sitting down on the ground. He hadn't been formerly introduced to the kitten yet.






    #EricAcelus2015
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    roderich leonidas-cipher
    male - kit - boneclan - [abbr=3 moons - free powers, more to develop - mentored by none - dating/crushing on none]tags[/abbr]
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    Roderich glanced at the tom beside him, then returned his gaze to his paws. greetings. he returned. Unbelievable. He was making at least a bit of small talk. Wow, that was hard to believe.
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    [size=20pt]ETERNITE-MORTIS-EREBUS
    [size=8][font=andale mono][color=white][glow=black,2,300]The Noblelands • Hard
    • heat vision • telepathy • manipulation of scents • invisibility • super senses • ability to shrink • shapeshifting(grey wolf, large white dragon)[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; opacity: 1; width: 366px; height: 150px; border-radius: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow: auto;]
    [justify][size=10][color=#0099cc][font=andale mono]"Wow. Let's just fucking lay down and die right here, right now. Roll over, breath our last breath, and be done with it." Ululare barked as he padded up. "You guys are so loud and annoying right now." He shook his head, "Really giving light to BoneClan with the productivity level in the area. Eric, where the fuck are your good ideas? Wasting them all on making me pink?" Which he wasn't anymore, thank Kiami.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][sub][font=georgia]Draco pouted as he walked towards the trio, his gaze fell on Ululare as he listened intently, nibbling the inside of his cheek subconsciously. Adjusting the blue bandana that was tied around his forehead he stood beside Eric [b]"You were the one that fell for such an obvious prank, besides I don't see [i]you     doing much. Eric here is a successful single parent, you on the other hand..."     Draco's tone was light and something about it gave off the ring that he was mucking around. After his mini speech he aimed to bop Ululare on the face before taking a seat besides Eric with a grin "Hello!"[/b [/fancypost]


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