hey now, these wounds won't heal -- joiner?

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  • silly mixed references for the win


    Huh, this was an amusing turn of events; she'd been running around with her family just a day or two ago, and now she was walking up to a giant sign with no idea where they were.


    To be fair, she'd grown quite a bit since then, so it'd probably been closer to a month or two than a few days. Either way, the cream tabby figured, things would be okay as long as she had her hat; and, reaching one paw up to the top of her head, she confirmed upon touching the soft fabric that it was still there. With a smile, she pulled the hat off, then took out a piece of paper that was tucked inside. Unfolding it, she then scratched Gravity Falls- of course gravity did fall, but that was a weird name for a town- across the top. Hopefully she'd be able to get all the people's names down on it.


    Nodding, Rorschach lifted her head up and watched the trail, waiting for someone to come by. She would've just started walking in, but she figured she'd end up getting lost or something silly like that, and she had time to wait.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px white; width:390px; margin-top:55px] this memory[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:batang; width:390px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px white; margin-top:-18px]OF HOW WE USED TO BE
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 6px solid #0D0D0D; border-right: 6px solid #0D0D0D; width:436px; color:white;][justify][sub]The tigon was making his way along the border, still wired up after his disappearance and consequential loss of memory. He was used to losing memories, but it was still frightening to think that some people lost themselves entirely instead of a few days or weeks.


    He was deep in his thoughts when he noticed someone standing by the sign, and he excitedly hurried over.


    [b]"Heya." He said, his posture relaxed and tone soft and friendly. "Who're you, and what brings you to Gravity Falls?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center]
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    SO I'M TAKING MY TIME ON MY RIDE


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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt; color: white;]Thunderbolt would arrive next and stood next to his boss in a museless track post.[/fancypost]

  • Cool, two new faces right off the bat, and they were both friendly. Turning towards the creature that had spoken- they kind of looked like a mix between a tiger and a lion, but she didn't think she'd ever seen a hybrid of such before- she offered him a grin. "I'm Rorschachk- actually, just Rorschach," she answered, with a sheepish giggle. She probably wasn't a kit anymore, so there wasn't any reason to keep the -kit part, was there? After thinking for a moment, she continued, "You guys don't mind if I join, do you?" 'Joining' was the general term for it, right?

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px white; width:390px; margin-top:55px] this memory[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:batang; width:390px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px white; margin-top:-18px]OF HOW WE USED TO BE
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 6px solid #0D0D0D; border-right: 6px solid #0D0D0D; width:436px; color:white;][justify][sub]He let out a soft purr as he noticed Thunderbolt pad up to join them, glad that he didn't have to intergrate the new joiner alone and that some of his clanmates were still trying to get out.


    [b]"Rors-chach?" He tested the new name, hoping he was pronouncing it correctly. "Well, nice to meet you, Rorschach! And we don't mind at all, welcome to Gravity Falls. He continued. "I'm Synthesis, but most people call me Syn. Do you want a tour or anything else?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center]
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  • Synthesis? That was an interesting name for a person. Scribbling down Synthesis- tiger-lion-hybrid on her paper, she nodded. Glancing back up, she answered, "Thank you, it's nice to meet you too. And yes, a tour would be nice." She'd probably have to draw a map on the back or something, but that wouldn't be too hard; he'd be willing to go at her pace, she was sure. "Which way first?"

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:georgia; text-shadow: 0px 0px 3px white; width:390px; margin-top:55px] this memory[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; color:white; font-family:batang; width:390px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 8px white; margin-top:-18px]OF HOW WE USED TO BE
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border-left: 6px solid #0D0D0D; border-right: 6px solid #0D0D0D; width:436px; color:white;][justify][sub]Slightly confused but also intriguted as Rorschach scribbled down something, he flicked his tail at the road.
    [b]"Town would be a good start; its just down this road."
    He explained before turning and starting to trot down the path. "The forests are pretty dangerous if you don't know what you're getting into; there's tons of magical beasts running around." He chatted. "They don't usually come too close to any structures or paths though, so we probably won't encounter any on the way."[/fancypost][/fancypost][align=center]
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