WITTY ONE-LINERS : open, joining

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Bad things happen when I lead. We get lost, people die, and the next thing you know I"m stranded somewhere without any pants.


    Now, he wasn't leading anyone, per se, but Alistair was on his own, and he was certainly not following anybody. And, in his own words, bad things happened when he led. Or chose to head off on his own without any guidance from somebody a little more capable at managing their life. Alistair was a follower, definitely; he preferred to stand behind somebody and trail after them, deferring to their judgement with only the occasional comment, if they chose to do something absolutely outrageous. Luckily, he'd never had outrageous superiors, and had never particularly needed to speak out against any of their actions - he'd had a good experience with keeping his head down and doing as he was told, and frankly, he'd have been content to remain like that forever, had Clarel not existed.


    But Clarel did exist, and he was a criminal, and now he was in ShadowClan. He didn't know he was in ShadowClan, of course, but he knew that he wasn't in ColouredClan, or SunClan, or BoneClan, and he was miles from Thedas. So what, pray, would he do?


    His immediate thought was to join, as it was safer in a group. As much as he wanted to find BoneClan, he couldn't without any aid, and frankly, this was the best place to start. The Grey Warden could still here the ever-loud singing of the Calling, steadily increasing in volume - it was still ignorable, but it had reached the threshold, and he knew his time was running out. Alas, he didn't want to fling himself into the void just yet, and he still had things to do. Rather than fleeing to the Deep Roads to die, therefore, he was stood at the border, looking around. " Err, hello? " Alistair called out, adjusting his stance and eventually settling down. " Is anybody there? Clanners, perhaps? Please tell me you're an ally of BoneClan's. " the last sentence was muttered, a half-plea to himself, and he exhaled, tipping his head.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; color: white; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 95%; text-align: justify;]"Name and business? And yes, we're allied with Boneclan." Shifting responded, walking up from the border with a welcoming smile plastered on her face. "Ya seem pretty spooked, is everything chill?"

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    the sexy beast from Dragon Age


    Curiosity had brought the Greek god over as scarlet eyes examined the newcomer. Oh, he was one hell of a looker. The melanistic leopard padded over in a leisure-like pace with the usual lazy grin on his maw. Interesting. He didn't seem like any of the other mortals around here and twitched an ear. Shifting already asked that same old phrase, but it's not his rule. Besides, he loved to spicy things up and not make it so dull and boring. Which, in fact, reminded him that a party was going to be needed. Di didn't utter a peep, though he had some type of interest... Scratch that, Di was going to get that booty. Seduction or nah, he was going to get some. But, those features didn't show except for that continuous relaxed smile on his face.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 380px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 1.4; font-family: verdana]"spooked." Superbad repeated. She just repeated it because she honestly loved the hearing the word pass around the place. It was satisfying--well, to her ears to be exact. She bounded over and sat around, scanning the newcomer observantly.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; font-size: 8pt; line-height:150%; text-align: justify]"Too spooky." Sci added, floating over beside Sups. The male tilted his head slightly as he waited for any kind of response.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt]Admittedly, he jumped a little as Shiftingthoughts spoke to him, having not expected such a sudden appearance, but once he realised it was simply a manner, the leopard relaxed, allowing a semi-awkward, albeit friendly, smile to curl his lips. They were an ally of BoneClan's? Thank the Maker. He'd never been so relieved! Out of the three clans he'd resided in, BoneClan was the one he considered home. Perhaps it was because of Morrigan constantly insulting him? Reminded him of the good old days. Ah, yes. Nobody could make him feel stupid like Morrigan could. It was a gift. A terrible, witchy gift.


    " Oh! Yes, well, that's good, I suppose. My name is Alistair, pleased to meet you. I'm looking to join, if that's alright. " the man said, giving a quick nod. Her next inquiry (and observation), however, caused him to falter, and in that time, a trio approached. One was another leopard — just like him! Oh, that was reassuring — one was apparently the first's echo, and the last was their groupie. Alright, then. They seemed to like spookiness, here. " Oh, do I? I guess being hunted down by your ex-brothers-in-arms and their demon sidekicks will do that to you. Ha! But no, no, seriously, I'm fine. Just tired. "


    winks @ u
    very sexy beast


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    "We have an auto-acceptance policy, so you are easily in."'he said emotionlessly. "I can show you to the camp, if you want to."
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    [justify]★ [this might sound weird but is alistair in the game obsessed with honor
    im lowkey trying to find all the people my friends characters are based off of rip    ]


    The underweight tom came up next, swishing his tail back and forth. "Hello. I-I'm Pitchpulse!" he said simply.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; width: 400px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt][umm... i'd not say that he was obsessed with honour, but he likes the idea of valour
    he's a little too childish in origins to completely do what's totally right, and by inquisition, he's sort of just... tired, providing he's a warden
    but he does want to do the right thing all the time]


    Alistair turned to the unnamed, emotionless male, cocking his head. Auto-acceptance - he knew that, due to the last three clans, but it was still comforting to hear it, as bland as the statement was. " Ah, well, thank you, then! I'd appreciate it if you showed me to camp, yes. " the leopard cleared his throat and nodded his head, somewhat unsettled by the lack of an introduction, but rather determined not to show it. He'd thrown himself into situations with strangers before; this would be no different. It was a matter of survival, was it not?


    He pivoted again to face Pitchpulse, nodding his head with a somewhat more friendly smile. " Nice to meet you, Pitchpulse. I'm Alistair, if you didn't hear. "


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 300px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 9pt;]Someone's a party pooper. Those deep red optics flickered to Greece and lightly waved his tail. Turning his attention back to their newest member, Dionysus assessed Alistair as he spoke with a short hum. It seems that showing the male around was taken and swiveled an ear to the side. "Yea, welcome to the club. If you ever need a place to relax at or a party buddy, you can get me. The name is Dionysus Olympian, but normally go by Di or other nicknames given to me." A bright smile was on his features now. "You'll love it here."


    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-20px; letter-spacing: 0px ][color=black][size=28pt][font=arial][b]SPANISHLULLABY[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top:-23px; letter-spacing:0px]

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    "Oh! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Greece... sorry about that," he quickly added in. He had simply forgotten to introduce himself, and to be honest, he cared just a tiny bit. "Our camp is that way.." he pointed with his tail in the direction.
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