thinkin too much > open, joining

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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Gin was quietly humming to himself as he reached The Skull's border. "What a foreboding name." The white serval grunted to himself, pulling his tail around his paws and waiting for a patrol to pick him up.



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    "What, talking about our name?"
    Marrowescape trotted forward, the german shepherd wearing an idle grin. He didn't really have much of an opinion on the name specifically, although he felt like it wasn't really foreboding, as anticlans went. Skulls weren't always negative, after all.
    In the context of pirates, though, they usually were.
    The co-captain would sit down, leaning forward slightly in curiosity.
    "I don't agree. Then again, I live here. Anyways, name 'n' business?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid black; border-top: 1px solid white; color: #BBFFFF; text-align: justify; font-family: segoe ui; margin-top: -14px; width: 350px; padding: 0px;] Waterpaw approached with a smile, ears perked as she balanced her flower on her back. "Hello, hello! I'm Waterpaw, and I'm going to need your name and business." she purred, tail swishing back and forth. Maybe this could be a joiner, they needed more activity to be honest.
    /ninja'd but too lazy to change it


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  • [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; text-align: justify; width: 375px;]Gin shrugged, the white serval glancing at the two creatures that had come to greet him. The first seemed sort of calculating and the latter, bubbly.


    "Gin. I'm here to join." The tom mewed simply, holding his gaze with the German Shepherd in front of him.