Posts by Sketchling

It's alright. c:

Track

Track; with my adoption account

Track & applying with my adoption account. c:

Track with adoptions account, applying soon.

HEY SLEENKY

Username: tjules < {Main account, this is just my subby for adoptions}
Display: Sketchy < {Main account}
Activity: 9/10
Muse: 8/10
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Name: Whiplash
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
marbled brown tabby with white
WIP
Personality:
wip
Plots:
wip
Other: wip, adding codeword later

tracking. <3

track

T-track

"Mr.Risencorpse, can I eat you?" Came the innocent voice of the young son of Coppermine and Primadonna. A maroon colored tendril raced across the sky, something only he could see with Synesthesia, although he did not know that was what he was diagnosed with. Licking his lips at the prospect of a tasty bunny, the kitten grinned. He had heard others say 'Risencorpse' and had called the bunny that because he knew nothing better. Risencorpse. The name was teal, hints of a darker red outlining it.

"Am I too late?" The son of Coppermine piped up, bounding over. Smile slapped on his face, he would get all defensive if they said no. His voice triggered a spiral of color that only he could see, a pale sunflower yellow, the color his name was.

"I love stories!" Cinna squeaked, jumping up and down with excitement. Sure, he had arrived mid-story, but that didn't stop him from hearing a good tale. Grinning, the tom looked up with big orange eyes, waiting. He wondered what color he'd see when the other male spoke.

"What's going on here?" Cinna puffed out his chest, trying to appear leaderly. He had heard that Coppeermine, his father was once leader, and wanted to be like him. His voice triggered the typical pale sunflower yellow, something in his 3 months of life, he had learned to tune out.

"He's the leader? I don't think a bunny is a leader. And I thought Coppermine was? But...he looks so tasty!" The kitten licked his lips again, and his mouth watered. The she-cat who had spoken to him's voice had triggered a pink, which he found strange, because she seemed so....mean on the outside.

"CANIPLAY CANIPLAY CANIPLAY?!" The tom meowed, so excited he was rushing his words together. But the loudness of his outburst had stressed him, making the colors he saw go crazy (synesthesia), and a shrill sound coming out of nowhere! It hurt his ears! Sitting down and immediately placing two tiny black paws over his ears, the tiny kitten of Coppermine grimaced. Go away, go away, go away!

"But....all leaders are cats. AND HE LOOKS TASTY. AND THAT GUY IS NOT RISENCORPSE, IT IS A BUNNY THAT LOOKS DELICIOUS." Raising his voice hurt his ears, but he did it for affect. Even if he wanted to eat it, the tiny tom had no clue how to hunt, and the bunny could probably take him on and he'd lose. Well. So much for being the son of Coppermine, that would be a disgrace to the ex-leader.

tracking --
I think Cinna's going to look up to Raven, haha.
Little kids for you.

"But...." Cinna was a pretty sensitive guy, and being scolded sent him on the verge of tears. "YOU'RE NOT THE LEADER, YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO. DON'T YELL AT ME!" He shrieked the last part, bursting into tears. The yelling from both Raven and himself made his ears hurt, feel like they were bleeding. Sitting down, still cry, the son of Coppermine laid down, paws over his ears. The colors were going mad, sounds intertwined. "No no no! Go away!" Heck, they'd probably think he was mental. But right now he just wanted the damn colors to go away.

"Me!" Cinna mewed quietly, but still excited. He didn't want to hurt his ears again by yelling. This she-cat's voice made a clover green color. Hmm.

Cinna continued to sob, paws over ears, wanting it to go away. Go away. The overwhelming colors had to go away!

/poor cinna, haha