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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Anngerine yawned, her paw covering the pearly whites that ringed her mouth. It was to be polite, but it wasn't like she enjoyed breathing in particles of corpse flesh, so that was a thing too. Her wings shuffled into a more comfortable position. Hm, they were so annoying. "Yeah I know Boxxi, it does smell weird," she whispered to the large spider on her shoulder, who's many eyes flicked back and forth. If no one was going to come she should just save, but her paws ached. Wings, she had wings. They ached too. Ugh, in the end she'd just sit there waiting for someone to come because of pure laziness.


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    Aile had very recently ending up killing someone's pet, before proceeding to quickly overwhelm and murder it's owner. However, she obviously wasn't worried by the sight of the stranger and the albino spider that was perched upon her shoulder, which was a definite sign that it did in fact belong to the unfamiliar figure. The Exiles seemed to be relatively popular in terms of attracting joiners, which was strange to think. Had the entire world become a place inhibited by mentally unstable creatures? Well, perhaps breaking was contagious, since it seemed to spread through every corner of their own territory. She didn't know about Anngerine yet, but she was about to claim her answers.


    The female was somewhat stiff in her motions as she seated herself before the female whom she was about to question. She had heard her voice, but she hadn't been able to make out the words since Aile had arrived from the sky like one would expect of the winged commander whose main method of transport had become such mutations. "Name and business?" her soft but still sharp voice was raised ever so slightly, her posture straight as she stood without making herself comfortable. After speaking, she popped a lollipop in her mouth and began sucking on it as quietly as possible, waiting for answers to be offered by the unfamiliar face in question.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Hm? She glanced up at Aile with wide eyes, happy that she wouldn't be the only single as creature. Quietly she watched as the splendid creature dropped down in front of her. Very pretty, but she seemed rather sad. "Anngerine Preserves, though I mainly go by Ann," she greeted, "And I wish to join if that's okay. Uh, and even if it isn't I suppose." Was that a good thing to say? She hoped so. Ever since she was a child the domestic had been known as a huge dork. Tripping, slipping up on words, laughing at stupid things, trying to act tough at ridiculous moments. She liked to think it gave her character.


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    [size=15px]NIGHTFLOWER[/size]

    Homosexual | Male | Spiritually +114 moons | Mentally & Physically 20 moons |
    Greythorn x Dappledfur | G4 | Mentally Extreme | Physically Hard | Attack in BOLD #b5ced6




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    She has spunk. A little bit anyway, he liked that. The blue point padded forward, looking from Aile to the joiner. ".... We could always use loyal paws." He mumbled. The whole disaster with Ululare was still itching his pelt. "Welcome."




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    [align=center][font=impact][size=28pt][shadow=#0099CC,right]Ululare Eternite[/shadow][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; width: 450px; opacity: 1; border-radius: 10px; bordercolor=transparent; margin-top: -85px;]
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    [size=14]White Dragon • Blue Eyes
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    [align=center][size=8][font=andale mono][color=grey][glow=black,2,300]Dual Member(Blackheart Rogues and Exiles) • Medium • Austere Eternite x Cosentino
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    [Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]"Welcome to the Exiles, a place filled with tons more drama and tons less torture than everyone thinks it is. Enjoy." The white dragon said with a malignant smile shining on his face, "I'm Ululare Eternite."

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9p]Despite the smell this place wasn't so bad, definitely not what she expected. Well, maybe a little of what she expected but that wasn't a compliment. "Loyalty? Oh yeah, I've got tons of that," Ann smiled at Nightflower with shining eyes, ready to drown this place in loyalty. Hell yeah!


    Anngerine turned to Ululare with curiosity practically dripping from her nose, "That's...Not good? Drama makes things interesting and torture is soo tacky, creativity is in." She winked at him playfully before letting her wings completely out.


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    [align=center][size=8][font=andale mono][color=grey][glow=black,2,300]Dual Member(Blackheart Rogues and Exiles) • Medium • Austere Eternite x Cosentino
    [size=7pt]heat vision::telepathy::manipulation of scents::invisibility::super senses::ability to shrink::shapeshifting    [hr]
    [Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]Ululare wrinkled his nose as if a bitter tang had permeated the air, "Oh, drama is fun. I'm usually the cause of it anyway, so it'd be a pity if I didn't think highly of it, ya' know?" He chuckled with his hapless smile, "Of course, it's just not what people expect coming here." Definitely not what he expected.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]"That would make sense, I surely didn't expect ya'll to be so well-mannered, no offense. That's a good thing too, brutality is okay, I think anyway, as long as it's done tastefully," Ann said slowly, thinking. Most definitely she wouldn't murder or torture unless needed, but she was a cannibal due to a family curse so actually she would kill people. Okay, she wouldn't like killing people, or if her instincts took over, torturing them. "Anyway, do I just go to camp- where is that anyway, or should I stay and chat?"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ well, not everyone was as nice as the dragon. actually, whitepaw was pretty sure he was the worst one in the group, seeing how everyone was always so offended by his actions and how he spoke. but he didnt care... if they didn't like him, they wouldn't talk to him. and that's exactly what he wanted. it was a shame that some people he knew couldn't take hints, but he just had to be more blunt with them. despite how weak he was, he wan't afraid of telling someone he didn't like them to their face. he was just glad it hadn't really come down to it. he normally just pissed them off with his speech, and that was enough to make them go away. the feline padded over, sniffling slightly. curse his forever snotty nose. [color=#000]" my name's whitepaw, i'm a paragon here. no nicknames. if you can't help yourself, try anyway. " his red eyes stared daggers into the newer member, before turning slightly to look at the ground. he had a rather neutral expression on his face, even though he spoke as if he were a little frustrated.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Hmmm? This one seemed like he would be trouble, but Ann didn't back away from challenges. Oh no, she prided herself in that specific trait too much to just let this guy mope. "What would I even nickname Whitepaw? Whitee, pawpaw? No, I don't think those work," she smiled warmly at the other, though she didn't expect him to suddenly want to be her friend. That would be kinda weird, right? "I'll think of one," the winged mutant said mischievously, "just to piss you off."


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; width:500px; margin-top:-10px;][justify][font=arial][size=8]✦ oh, great, not he had another person he would have to deal with. but he didn't let his annoyance show through. instead, he pulled a sly smile. [color=#000]" aww, how cute. trying to impress? i don't get pissed off, but thanks for trying. it lets me know how much you care, compared to how much i don't. " he meowed, pushing his glasses up along his freckled muzzle. he didn't really know why she suddenly decided to do this to him.... he guessed some people were just like this. how annoying. [color=#000]" a particular nickname has been going around for me, which is why i've decided to greet people in this way. but go ahead, if it just makes you ecstatic to know that you tried- and failed- to ruin someone's day. " but he didn't leave any chances for a direct response; he turned sharply, before walking off with his head lowered as usual. wit really didn't like people who directly confronted him like this. it was just.... so annoying to him.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]Huh? Ann frowned deeply, she was just teasing. She just wanted to make a friend, that's all, so why had he done that? Confused she watched as he stalked off, eyes wide with disbelief. "Oh dear, am I that good at acting?" It sucked to lose a potential friend, but there was always a chance they could be friends again. Hopefully, anyway. "I was just joking, I don't even know what would be a good nickname for such a plain name. Oh no," she sighed, "Nothing I can do until he cools off." Boxxi nodded in agreement. Kinda.


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    [align=center][size=8][font=andale mono][color=grey][glow=black,2,300]Dual Member(Blackheart Rogues and Exiles) • Medium • Austere Eternite x Cosentino
    [size=7pt]heat vision::telepathy::manipulation of scents::invisibility::super senses::ability to shrink::shapeshifting    [hr]
    [Justify][Font=andale mono][size=10]"Whitney, what's your issue? You walk around and don't even answer questions that people ask. The nice gal asked to be shown to camp, and you just come and introduce yourself like her requests don't even matter. Bigotted doof." Ululare said in a very aloof voice, adding a snort on the end.


    He then looked to the newcomer, "But honestly, if you can't use your nose to distiguish where the greatest amount of Exile scent is coming from and find the ccamp that way, I question your ability to live."

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:450px;text-align:justify;font-size:9pt]"Hm, yeah I guess I should use my nose, but I'm not used to the corpse smell. It's pretty overwhelming," Ann mumbled, embarrassed. But what did she really expect from this place? Well, most of them were nice. "Anyway...I've got a lot to get used to, huh?"


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    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px;width:500px;text-align:justify; font-size:10pt; font-family:georgia;]Cutthroat seemed to materialize out of nowhere, appearing quietly slightly behind the gathered group. His yellowed pig mask dripped with blood and black saliva, adding to the creepiness of his sickly looking appearance.


    Since his arrival, the direwold had said and done nothing, appearing like a mannequin that plagued instagrams #mannequinchallenge that everyone had attemted to accept. But, when the overly curvy feline mentioned her nickname "Ann", his body gave a light twitch.


    Ann was the nickname he'd had before he became the serial killing f*ck he was today. Back in his birth body with his birth identity. Anna Praelium, ScarClans dashing princess. One of many result Breakdances overproductive ovaries.
    [hr][spoiler=TAGS]GENERAL: [biography]
    ▪ Cutthroat Praelium
    ▪ Male (They/Them, He/Him)
    ▪ The Exiles
    ▪ 10 moons (ages every 50 posts)


    APPEARANCE: [REF 1] [REF 2]
    ✗ WHITE DIREWOLF | huge white canine standing at around 6 feet tall and weighing around a ton. alabaster coat is shaggy with a constant dull hue and unkept appearance. commonly stained with both new and old blood.
    — tears, blood, & saliva are black
    ▪ wears a dead pig head 24/7. never shows their face or takes it off. it is seemingly stitched to their head, considering it is impossible to remove. [REF]


    MENTAL: [heartchart]
    sadistic | ruthless | merciless | insane | violent | tempermental | occasionally childlike | stubborn | sly/manipulative
    ▪ selective mute (rarely speaks only when he wants to)
    ▪ enjoys torture and killing, and has an obsession with keeping the faces of his victims.
    ▪ otherwise a mysterious character.


    INTERACTION/OTHER: [plotting]
    ▪ Breakdance x Hostesscupcakes
    ▪ Previously known as Anna (Ex-ScarClan Princess)
    ▪ Aromantic, Pansexual
    ▪ Always open to rape litters
    ▪ Attack in bold & underline #997733
    ▪ Powerplay passive/minor actions