IS THIS HELLO [ joining ]

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify]Rollingpaw's amber gaze held a look somewhere in the thin veil between nervousness and downright terror. Anxiety bubbled through the dusty, speckled tom until his limbs were visibly shaking. The youngster had always been this way, meeting new people and the like.


    Swaying ever so carefully towards the border, he tried to urge a small smile unto his maw. "Hello?" He urged the nervousness from his voice with a cough.

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    || Holy cow someone was joining. A new "friend!" Crim simply had to jump on this opportunity, running directly over to the other. The cheetah leaned his face towards the others, grinning wildly. "Hello my friend!" He shouted, clearly enthusiastic about the whole event.
    The Exile proceeded to back up a bit, and sat down. "Name and business?"




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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify]Alright, scared was now an understatement. Holy fricking crap he was terrified at the sudden screams from the large mammal. Wide eyes and an open jaw, thats all he could muster. After a minute though, he managed a small laugh.


    "Uhm, hello!" He said rather awkwardly. "My name is Rollingpaw, and I'm here to join."

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; width: 450px; text-align: justify; height: auto; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 130%; margin-top: -8px][hr]"Welcome to The Exiles then," Ace meowed, a smile on his face. "My name is Ace Of Spades, nice to meet you." the male chirps, and with nod, moves away. He wasn't all to familiar with the group so he didn't offer to answer questions.



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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=11px]"Yup, yup~ Welcome to the Exiles, dear." Chirped the odd horned fennec fox as he pranced onto the scene, an eerie smile displaying itself on his face and emerald green eyes glinting oddly as he halted next to Ace. "My name is Elidae, but you can call me Eli if you want." With that, the male offered the other a rather disturbing smile.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; background-color: #161616; width:390px][font=Dotumche]RICK GRIMES » DEPUTY OF THE [color=#C8C8C8][abbr=left metal prosthetic, leather belt with red handled machete, satchel of herbs and trail mix, with two small daggers, battle scarred large tiger]EXILES[/abbr] » EXTREME IN [color=#C8C8C8][abbr=elemental powers, soundwave/molecule manipulation, ability to take/give pain, ability to shrink/grow, super speed, super strength, heat vision, x-ray vision, super senses, time control, the sight, shapeshifting]BATTLE[/abbr]     » DANGEROUS
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px][justify][sub][color=black]The new joiner was terrified. Rick knew that. The other male was terrified to no end. Rick knew fear when he saw it, and this was it to the extreme. The large tiger raised his brow muscles ever so slightly, cold blue eyes skimming over Rollingpaw, striped tail flickering from side to side, indicating the males slight interest. Of course, he was wary as usual, but his red handled machete was tucked firmly in its sheath rather then being clamped in his jaws. [b]"I'm Rick Grimes." He rumbled, lifting his metal prosthetic and raking it through the fur on the top of his head, which was quite bedraggled to say the least. "Any questions, ask me. You'll find me at the wooden watchtower. Also, be careful. Plenty of exilers 'round looking for fresh meat." The tiger said, gesturing with his skull at the batch of npcs that were already looking curious and studying Rollingpaw. [/fancypost]



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