HOLY GRAIL ; open, joiner

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    [justify][size=7pt]Eos approached the land, muzzle to the ground and paws kneading the grass slightly. Her reason for joining almost felt like a pull - as if something brought the wolf here without her knowledge. Onwards, it was nothing she could do about the situation, only learn about the culture, stay if it feels homely to her. With a large inhale, the wolf sat on her haunches and waited for someone to approach. She wouldn't be of use to call out: if no one was around, they wouldn't be able to hear her. Patience is key, as she was often told. They would discover the wolf in due time.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]unfortunately for the joiner, the first to arrive was no other than the cynical nuisance of skyclan himself. the flaw in an otherwise heavenly group of angels. yeah, rick didn't buy into that sort of shxt, and never would for as long as he could help it. therefore, he had made it his duty to carry out each and every vice he possibly could. which.. honestly did not change his lifestyle at all. lanky limbs brought him closer to the border, candy-pink nose twitching at the new scent,"yo. whats your name, and wh-wh-what do you want?" he droned, settling unceremoniously on the ground and lifting a blue extremity to rummage around the inner side of his lab coat. he finally pulled out a steel flask, idly popping it open as he awaited the lupine's answer.


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    [size=6pt][abbr=rick sanchez, genius, scientist, moderate difficulty, usually drunk, attack in lightblue]information[/abbr] - [abbr=all free powers, silver donations appreciated!]powers[/abbr] - bodies[/size]

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    [justify][size=7pt]Aha, so one did show up! Shifting into a more comfortable position and craning her neck to look down at the feline, she opened her mouth and lolled her tongue. How would she explain that she couldn't respond normally? Being mute from birth became a problem, but inheriting telepathy? That was a miracle that even she couldn't understand. At least she could be heard within ear-shot and range. Eos Argyris, she introduced telepathically, her 'voice' slightly grave. Looking him over, her brown orbs focused on the flask that he brought out, but she then ignored it. What do I want? I wish to join this establishment, that is, if you'll have me.


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"yo-you're in." the blue feline responded easily, lifting the flask to his lips and taking a swig. the heavenly burn of alcohol scorched his tongue and throat, prompting a nice cough as he lowered the container, dragging a paw over his lips to rid himself of the remaining droplets of whiskey,"na-names rick, b-b-by the way." he added, closing the flask and tucking it back into its pocket before returning his hazy optics to eos,"you ne-need a tour?"


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    [size=6pt][abbr=rick sanchez, former human, genius scientist and inventor, challenging difficulty, usually drunk alcoholic and drug addict, extremely protective, pansexual demiromantic, completely based off rick sanchez from rick and morty, name in lightblue when attacking]information[/abbr] - [abbr=all free powers, deep green glow, ghostmode, timetravelling, silver donations appreciated!]powers[/abbr] - [abbr=pale blue domestic feline, blue and white bali tiger, slavic dragon]bodies[/abbr][/size]

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    Would Rick even be sober enough to hold a tour? Pavel smirked and shook his head before making his way over. "Hallo, I'm Pavel Chekov." The wolfdog introduced himself.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0;font-size:8pt; text-align:justify; line-height:125%; width:350px; margin-top: -5px;]"Sabrina Harbringer." She would say briskly, then cough a couple times as she limped up, stopping beside Pavel. Squinting at the new member, she'd let out a little hum. They sure were getting a lot of canines lately.

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    CELESTINA

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    [justify]Cel treaded over slowly, fluffy little ears laid back slightly as she grew closer to the small crowd. She needed to get used to this quickly, because it was becoming a recurring problem. Scooting up next to Sabrina, the child mewed a soft spoken greeting. "Hello and welcome... My name is Celestina... Nice to meet you."

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