SOVAY // open, party?

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]He had been gone hunting, nothing big. It was definitely easier to function around others when his thirst was quenched. He'd only been gone a few hours, so he wasn't expecting anything to have changed. But when he closed in on his house and saw it was covered in streamers and confetti, he groaned internally. He quickly went inside, not even bothering to shut the door behind him. He had an idea what had happened to his place. He frowned, reading over the letter on his table. Thought you could use some fun your life. Consider this my first engagement gift. Love, your other half.


    Jasper's eyes widened to two full moons. She knew he was going to propose? Ugh. He let his shoulders slouch and let out an exasperated sigh. It was impossible to surprise her! He tucked the note away, looking around his house. She decorated it to the nines. Streamers, balloons, confetti, candles, everything. He wondered if he could he could take down all the decorations before anyone noticed...


    ( 300th post woo )


    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia]GENERAL
    jasper whitlock-hale / npc x npc / agender / he/him / 30 months physically / 172 years spiritually / blizzardclan / combatant / russet tabby / eyes change color based on hunger / heavily scarred / demipanromantic demipansexual / southern accent / based off jasper hale from twilight


    PERSONALITY
    cold / stoic / majorly empathetic / cuts off empathy / self-loathing / militaristic / polite / southern gentleman / overprotective / uncontrollable thirst / has ptsd and dpd / logical


    POWERS
    super speed / super strength / project & manipulate emotions / eye color manipulation (uncontrollable) / vampirism / super senses / venomous fangs / glows in sunlight


    INTERACTION
    extreme physically / easy mentally / highly trained / attack in bold white / no kill / pm for capture / okay to powerplay non-offensive interactions

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]The servaline had been merely passing by at the time, simply skirting the area as her ashen orbs were tugged towards Jasper's house, due to the plethora of colours which seemed to spill from such. She blinked, surprise traversing her gaze, as she eventually made her way over and towards the male. "Ah.. Jasper?" Tama would resound, perplexion clear in her tone.


    However, for whatever reason it was, it seemed as if this was indeed a celebration, and therefore, the servaline would suck in an airy breath, and offer a chirp towards her comrade. "Congrats, Jasper!" The servaline was almost going on the assumption that he had proposed already, though that guess still didn't happen to solve as to why someone had decided to swathe his home in streamers.


    TAGS 21/08/2016

    He wasn't sure what the occasion was, but he could as well follow Tama's lead. "C-Congratulations" Storm barked, offering Jasper a faint smile as he wagged his tail. He hadn't expected Jasper's house to ever become so decorated, but he didn't think jasper had asked for it either. Not that it mattered, it looked pretty nice. Either way, it meant Jasper was going through an important phase of life (that's what parties were for, right?), and it probably just for a day, so it was probably worth all the decorations.

    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia]Jasper nearly groaned when he heard Tama's voice. Not that he didn't like her, not at all, but because he had hoped in vain that no one would notice his newly-decorated house. He sighed, turning to face her and listened to her trill her congratulations. "She wasn't supposed to know." He mumbled, not sure if he was talking to her or himself. "Er, thanks." He said, louder this time around. He eyed the cake sitting neatly next to him and sighed. Did she make that? How could she even cook -- all food tasted like dirt to them. He hoped that she happened to find that somewhere and didn't bake up something that would give all of his clanmates food poisoning.


    He heard Storm and approaching and sucked in a breath. Too late now. He felt the moderate confusion Storm felt and bit his lip. Did he explain? He decided against it; if others showed up and were equally confused, then maybe he'd give them the details. "Thank you." He echoed, swallowing. He blinked, taking an uncomfortable seat. "Uh, so, what do you do at parties?" He asked with a forced chuckle, unsure of what to do.


    [spoiler=tags][font=georgia]GENERAL
    jasper whitlock-hale / npc x npc / agender / he/him / 30 months physically / 172 years spiritually / blizzardclan / head combatant / russet tabby / eyes change color based on hunger / heavily scarred / demipanromantic demipansexual / southern accent / based off jasper hale from twilight


    PERSONALITY
    cold / stoic / majorly empathetic / cuts off empathy / self-loathing / militaristic / polite / southern gentleman / overprotective / uncontrollable thirst / has ptsd and dpd / logical


    POWERS
    super speed / super strength / project & manipulate emotions / eye color manipulation (uncontrollable) / vampirism / super senses / venomous fangs / glows in sunlight


    INTERACTION
    extreme physically / easy mentally / highly trained / attack in bold white / no kill / pm for capture / okay to powerplay non-offensive interactions

    "I-It depends... S-Sometimes w-we dance, s-sometimes we just t-talk, sometimes we p-play g-games. I-It depends on w-what y-you want t-to do w-with the clan" the wolf barked with a faint smile. If they had brought music, some would go and dance, while others organised a few games. But it could just be a talkative party, with food and stuff. After explaining, he would offer Jasper a faint smile. It looked like he was surprised himself, so it made sense he wasn't really sure what to do next.

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]"It seems like she's a few steps ahead of you, Jasper." Tama would resound with an airy giggle, as he explained that the individual whom he had been planning on proposing to, hadn't yet been supposed to now. It was clear that she was a sharp one - or at the very least, someone whom could read Jasper with ease. The servaline would like to say that she could do the same. It wasn't as if Matty was indeed a very shady individual, after all, beneath his enigmatic guise. He had a good heart, and that happened to easily rake through his stoic demeanour, at times. That much, she could read, and welcome, with ease. "Ah, well, like Storm said, Tama thinks that we should play games and stuff! Or maybe just talk! For example.." She paused, contemplating something to begin with. "What do you have in mind for the wedding, Jasper?" The servaline would inquire, curiously.


    TAGS 21/08/2016