Posts by clarence

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  • PRIVATE ; GOT YOUR HEART IN A HEADLOCK

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify]"well that's just too darn bad. because i consider you a living being and not a weapon." Darcy commented as he listened to the masked felines explanation. "i like your name by the way, wintersoldier." the ambassador complimented as his gaze shifted from the Maine coon to the scenery.


    //mobile


    [align=center] #clarehere
    #darcylook

  • OPEN ; RHYTHM OF THE NIGHT

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]the amnesiac tabby lay quietly in what seemed to be his living quarters. he was still unsure about the space, however a few npc's directed him to the massive study. belly pressed against the cement floor of the steel balcony, clarence / darcy enjoyed the view that the attachment possessed. watching the blue sky as clouds rolled across was almost therapeutic. so the ambassador exhaled a content breath.


    #clarehere

  • you are supreme, the chicks'll scream -- open, joining

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]the amnesiac feline silently strode over. racking his brain, the cream tabby attempted to recollect what being an 'ambassador' entailed. it was accepting animals into the clan, right? so clarence / darcy quietly sat down, seeing as spencer had already voiced the inquisition. "swear you loyalty." he spoke hesitantly, unsure if he vocalized the correct set of words.


    #clarehere

  • PRIVATE ; WATERCOLOR SUNSETS

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]"hey there aes sedai~" the cream tabby softly greeted with a brief smile. turning his head to quickly give a glance at the fossa, clarence / darcy's attention was then averted to the scenery. "how are you?" the ambassador calmly inquired.


    #clarehere

  • thoughts on clarence ?

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]everybody else is doing it so why not


    so what do you guys think of him ??


    constructive criticism is welcome(on improving him), along with opinions, likes, dislikes, etc.


    #clarehere

  • OPEN ; YOU USED TO BE SO STRONG AND STABLE

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]the amnesiac bambassador quietly watched the environment around him. spring was already underway, so life began to return to the territory. clarence / darcy wasn't really in the mood to do anything else, seeing as he didn't know what he enjoyed and disliked. he was still coping with the amnesia, and with that it gave him this easygoing yet high strung aura. he was calm and collected on the outside, and mind spinning in turmoil on the inside. sort of like an existential crisis.


    #clarehere

  • PRIVATE ; GOT YOUR HEART IN A HEADLOCK

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]"geez learn to take a compliment." the feline lightly snorted. his head rested down on his paws as he didn't vocalize another word.


    //rushed + mobile


    #clarehere

  • OPEN ; WHAT MADE YOU FALL FROM GRACE?

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]the small ambassador lay quietly recollecting the past few days. remembering basically his full life, due to the amneisa. it felt weird not knowing who you are and how you came to be. all clarence / darcy knew was a fake name and his postion. nothing else. he needed help remembering the friends he forgot, parts of his life; the good and bad.


    #clarehere

  • THE ONES THAT DIED WITHOUT A NAME <> open

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]the ambassador silently strode over. seeing an anti-social wintersoldier, the tom briefly prodded the metal-armed feline's side in a greeting. slowly walking to the conversing group of sunclanners, clarence / darcy settled back on his haunches. "hello everyone."


    #clarehere

  • OPEN ; WHAT MADE YOU FALL FROM GRACE?

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]he wasn't aware of how heavy the fossa was until aes sedai made contact with the cream tabby. "oof!" he yelped, loosing his breath as clarence / darcy tumbled backwards.


    //uber rushed sorry


    #clarehere

  • OPEN ; WHAT MADE YOU FALL FROM GRACE?

    [align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:450px;][justify][size=8]if cats could blush, darcy would be red hot. scrambling off of the fossa, the ambassador attempted to regain his composure. "i'm sorry-y." he managed to spit out, slurring his words. wiping his muzzle with a cream colored paw, he waited to see if aes would take his sudden apology.


    #clarehere