| [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid black; height: 175px; width: 450px; background: url(http://pre12.deviantart.net/03…cats_by_fasli-d9nagbj.png); background-position: right; background-size: 100%] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; opacity: 0.7; width:550px; color: white; margin-left:-20px; margin-top:-10px; text-shadow:2px 2px 2px black][size=35pt]Shatteredkit[/size] |
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:520px; margin-top:-5px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width:500px; word-spacing: 4px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top:-10px; font-size: 11px; color: #B2B2B2; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-transform: lowercase;]so stay determined as you grow, love as you go.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:520px; margin-top:-10px;][hr][/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; margin-top:-10px; width:500px; font-size: 11px;]Well, at this point, you were completely alone. No friends, no puns, no nothing. You felt completely empty.
You had tried making friends, but it seemed that it wasn't going all that well.
There were only two people you had really gotten close at all to making friends with. Divinepaw, and Oceankit. They seemed really nice, to be honest.
Hell, you were still wearing the flower necklace Oceankit had given you earlier.
Why? Well, it was mostly out of laziness. You didn't feel like wrestling it off, since it would probably take a while and you were too bored to do it. But it also felt...special to you, somehow. It was like how you used to keep random things people would give you back at town.
...
...How much rotten spaghetti did you have now, anyways? Eh, best just to forget about it. You doubted you were ever going back to that place.
Nope, you'd never see Sans again, you'd never hear another great pun, you'd never be called a 'badass' and 'adorable' at the same time, ever again.
None of that was ever happening, you had just accepted that at this point.
That didn't mean you weren't upset though. You were very upset. You felt like just going to sleep and never waking up again. What was the point anymore, anyways? Sure, you could always go 'fuck everything' and ignore it. But where would that get you?
No where, of course.
You'd be thinking about all this as you sat beneath a nondescript tree. The flower necklace from earlier was still around your neck, and you were rolling a stick in one paw absentmindedly. Your expression was mostly blank, except for a small hint of sadness. It wasn't too obvious though, and would only be noticed if someone had paid very close attention to your face's subtle movements.[/fancypost]
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:520px; margin-top:-5px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width:500px; word-spacing: 4px; letter-spacing: 1px; margin-top:-10px; font-size: 11px; color: #B2B2B2; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-transform: lowercase;]think of the kindness that i've shared, and cherish those who care.[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:520px; margin-top:-10px;][hr][/fancypost]
[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width:500px; margin-top:-10px; font-size: 11px; color: #B2B2B2; font-family: trebuchet ms;][size=6pt]▲ polaroid