Posts by ALOiS.

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  • I am back! (open) have you missed me my lovely friends?

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois hadn't seen Diadora in awhile, but he wasn't missing out on much. He honestly didn't care for her, and might even have been better off if she had left the face of the earth. Anyway, hearing her voice the tiger would roll his eyes. "[b]Does that really matter?" He asked, narrowing icy eyes.

  • iN LETTiNG GO ( open ) i AM SO PROUD OF WHAT i'VE DONE

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]"[b]Two is fine. Shall we?" Offered the platinum tiger, though he didn't wait for a reply. He simply trotted off, not caring if anyone followed him or not. He could take down a deer for himself, if it came to that.

  • to hell with the storm } open, hunting patrol

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois didn't like the weather whatsoever. He'd been out, padding around when he heard the call. Trudging over, he found himself too late but quickly trotted over to the group. The group was slow enough so he could tag along. Saying nothing, he slowed into a steady pad as he walked along the others. Hunting, yay.

  • WE'LL TURN THE WORLD BLACK [[MEETING]] WITH SIN

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Corporals, colonels. They were both the same to the tiger. Muttering his thanks, sly smile on his mug as he took a seat and curled his tail around large paws. Ooh, at least he could accept joiners now. Nice.


    mobile / sick ))

  • dancing until we've had enough {{raiding hawkclan with eggs!

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Gross. HawkClan and rotting eggs? They both stunk. Holding back a gag, Alois would pick up a basket, careful so not to spill any on himself. Oh well.


    mobile + sick ))

  • BRO YOU AIN'T GOT NOTHIN ON ME {{darkclan attacks with eggs

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Honestly, Alois was just happy to get rid of these stinking eggs. Trotting to the center of camp and making sure he was far enough away from any DarkClanners, he'd throw his head back, the rotting things flying everywhere. Quickly running out of the way, he'd emit a giggle.


    sick mobile ))

  • I CAN'T ESCAPE THIS HELL (JOINING)

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Lions everywhere. Really, why was that? It seemed there were more lions than domestic felines. Oh well. Stopping behind Maskedgrin, the tiger would stare blankly ahead.


    sick mobile track ))

  • I CAN'T ESCAPE THIS HELL (JOINING)

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]"[b]Accepted," Alois would yawn. It was a very simple process, one he grew tired off. Not the accepting, no, that was a new concept to his life.

  • { i cant stop feeling } joining { the pain of my tortures }

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois, of course, didn't care. He didn't care that the creature was bloodied and beaten or hated or whatever. He was simply doing his job. Attracted to the scent of blood like a moth to a flame, the large tiger would loom of the ex-RadicalClanner. "[b]Name and business." He deadpanned, bored already.

  • all u liars the moon was WHITE → open, taxidermy

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois would pad up. Taxidermy? He didn't really want to dirty his hands with things he'd never use in life, but decided, eh, why not? And padded over, taking a seat.


    track ))

  • blood orange > open, body change

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois didn't really know Charlie, but seeing the commotion he padded up, stretching with a yawn. "[b]Uh, congrats." Was that what you were supposed to say? Eh, he didn't care. Swiping an oddly branded tongue over his lips, he'd sit back and watch through icy eyes, not really paying attention or caring. It was just whatever.

  • ( i thought of angels > open, meet & greet )

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]"[b]Alois Trancy." Yawned the tiger as he sauntered over, having nothing to do. He took a seat, glancing over faces he was moderately acquainted with. Blah blah blah. Usual things.


    museless ))

  • inner colors // open

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Promotions were something Alois hadn't a clue how to do. Sure, he was a corporal but how he managed that really astounded him. It wasn't like he really cared for DarkClan, nor had he caught or killed anyone in his time being there. He guessed activity or sheer dumb luck. Anyway, if he was ever to get promoted again he might want to start doing something about it. Oh well. Like he cared. Seeing as the 'what-are-you-doing's had already been asked, the tiger would simply sit and stare, bored.

  • As long as I can laugh and sing (open, exploring and intruding, bored)

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Watching the kit with a raised nonexistent eyebrow, the Trancy would stride over, curious. Kind of. Not for long. "[b]What are you up to?" He asked, a light smile tugging at his lips. Anything to get him to do something than just sit and stare at the wall, really.

  • PASSIN OUT SMILES ; open, herbs lesson ; LIKE THEY'RE FREE !

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Herbs weren't the tiger's thing. Which was the reason he wanted to work his way up the ranks and not be a healer. But still, he hadn't a thing to do and learning a thing or two couldn't hurt him. Skipping over, Alois would watch and wait.


    track ))

  • WE'LL TURN THE WORLD BLACK [[MEETING]] WITH SIN

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois would simply lift his nonexistent brows. Well, that was unexpected. He wasn't sure of the reason, nor did he quite care. It is what it is, right? Not saying anything, the tiger would simply yawn, bored already.

  • PASSIN OUT SMILES ; open, herbs lesson ; LIKE THEY'RE FREE !

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois would blink. He knew little to nothing about herbs, and wouldn't lie about it. "[b]Assuming one is lowest, two." The medic might've meant it the other way around, he didn't know. His icy eyes filled with, well, nothing, he'd stare at Floridasunset, wanting to get on with this. What an impatient brat he was.

  • PASSIN OUT SMILES ; open, herbs lesson ; LIKE THEY'RE FREE !

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Staring at the plant, the tiger would shrug his broad shoulders. "[b]I guess I've seen it around but never knew its name or use." He laughed slightly. So, kill him. Maybe he might've been over exaggerating just a tad on the one-to-ten thing. He knew basics, like cobwebs, poppy seeds, even a few odd things like juniper berries and such. Not really odd, but hey. He glanced over at Unity as the lynx spoke. Infection, eh? There was a lot of herbs for that, right? Oh well.

  • TO FACE WHAT I'VE DONE AND DO MY TIME )) open; return

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]Alois had joined after the ex-Ranger left, it would seem. So, of course there would be no way that the tiger would recognize him. What he was doing out patrolling, at night, was totally beyond him. He was terrified of the dark, yet still, he stuck to the borders, jumping at the sound of even his own paw steps. Of course, he was too busy being scared to notice the ebony creature. When he was simply a few yards away, he blinked in shock for a moment before putting on a brave façade. Before long he noticed two others from DarkClan and took his place behind them.

  • bit late for a practical joke [open]

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; opacity: .75][justify][font=georgia][color=black]That was curious. "[b]Um, alright." Laughed the tiger. The leader was surely an interesting one, he had to admit.


    track ))