Is he dead? {open, joining}

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]God....That was a trip and a half. Did Idol really care? Not too much. He didn't look recognizable now, did he? Hopefully not. He didn't want anybody to guess who he was at first sight. The downright sparkling, official looking feline walked up to the staircase up to the islands, waiting for some Blizzardclanner to give the usual "name and business" speal while he decided what kind of change to his name he wanted. New clan new him. He had to replace the Contaminated in his name....but with....what? Hmmmmmm.....

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Oh, well didn't this individual seem absolutely peachy? Oh, YES, Totally a great idea. Use old terminology to sound different. "C-C...I mean......I-IdleIdol. Madam. I'm here to join Blizzardclan...that is, if all of you will be absolutely swell and take me." Nice save, Idol. Nice Save.

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid black; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; color: #ffccff; font-size: 11px; width: 400px;]Oh GOD NOOOOOOOoooo. Idol nervous said a thank you to Muffet, telling her that he'd definitely stop by sometime before talking towards Mettaton. "Well....um...I had a bit of an incident...with a wall, and some....regeneration...and I really didn't think I could show my face in Windclan like this anymore....so....I...ran off without even a note...which...was pretty stupid actually...but I thought about where you left and decided to follow. Seeing as...new body...new me?" The creature seemed to get through the explanation nervously, holding out his now oil-less paws and showing the new pink streaks in his fur, and his obviously new pink jacket of sorts.