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[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ]
[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 340px; height: 180px; color: black; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify]"Blythe? You certainly don't hear that name everyday."

Her ears would then give a slight twitch at her next statement. Goreydemise, huh? Nope, she hadn't heard of him before. Then again, the female had never been good with matching up faces and names with the amount of members she met on a daily basis. Usually in due time everything would just blur together for her, forcing her to have to try harder in order to keep track of all these people. "The name doesn't quite ring a bell, so no, I haven't heard of him. Not up until now that is."

With that said the she-wolf would attempt to push herself up from her laying position, automatically regretting the abrupt decision as a new wave of sickness swept over her. "Fucking morning sickness!" Megaera would growl through her tightly gritted teeth, her frail looking facial features soon contorting into a look of pure distaste. "This isn't what I signed up for, damn it!" It was obvious by drastic changing of her tone and body-language that the female had momentarily forgotten the fact she was currently in the presence of company. [/fancypost][hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ]
[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 340px; height: 180px; color: black; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify]Ah, Darkclan. He had finally made it.

Strutting forward onto the territory, the young melanistic serval's body would slowly reform out of what seemed to pure shadow, his pitch black pelt blending in well with the never ending darkness. His thinned lips would slowly curl into what could only be described as a smirk as he continued to observe his surroundings, his overly-long fangs sticking right out of his upper lip in the process. Surely this would be a suitable home for him?

"Yo, is anyone here?" The cub would ask before plopping himself down onto the ground, his beat-y crimson colored luminaries flickering about as he searched for any form of life. "The name is Nightosphere, former uhm . . . rogue. I'm looking to join!" [/fancypost][hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ]
[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 340px; height: 180px; color: black; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify]The tom's deep scarlet gaze would soon flicker over to Summertimesadness, his oddly colored visionaries taking in the femme for a second before finally replying to her little statement. "Why hello there, sweetheart. The name is Nightosphere, and you could say that I'm here to join your ranks." He had already stated both his name and business earlier, but figured it wouldn't hurt to re-state seeing as the femme had just now appeared.[/fancypost][hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ]
[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 340px; height: 180px; color: black; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify] "Sir? What's with all this 'sir' nonsense, seriously, dude. I'm five moons old, so if you need to call me anything just stick with 'Nighto'." Nightosphere would say rather amusedly, his usual play-boy smirk widening significantly in the process. "I think the more accurate question here is, why shouldn't I want to join?" The vampiric cub had heard nothing but good things about Darkclan, so he had decided to give it a try and find out just how great it was for himself. Plus, anything was better than living as a loner. [/fancypost][hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 440px;]so i finally made a character in Darkclan, and his name is nightosphere (yup, he's based off of marshall lee). he's a five month old melanistic serval with blood red eyes. his fangs / top canines are also strangely over grown and therefore stick right out of his upper lip. seeing as he's new and i'm still developing him, his personality consists of the following traits; flirty, charismatic, laidback. fyi he's also a cannibal.

i'd love it if you could plot with him / have a thread with him so i could develop him further and stabilize my muse with him. so plot away! c:

if you see something not listed below just suggest it. i don't bite, promise! <3

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open to:
- friends
- enemies
- arch rivals
- crushes on him
- meeting your character
- flirtatious flings

maybe (picky):
- romance plots ( i prefer that these develop IC instead of planning them also he's bi.)
- being adopted ( he does need a parental figure but i'll be extremely picky with this )
- mentor ( again, picky.)

closed to:
- death
- capture
- litters
- raping your she-cat

Daisypaw ;; of coarse, of coarse!
would you like them to have a thread together where they can develop that sort of relationship?
and if so, would you be able to make it cause my starter thread muse sucks chickenbutt D:

luna--#61 z. ;; sure! could you make it? c:

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ]
[hr][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px transparent; overflow: auto; width: 340px; height: 180px; color: black; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify]The male would dip his head to those who had introduced themselves, his play-boy smirk slowly morphing into that of a friendly grin. Better not to let his true colors show just yet, at least for the sake of making a good impression. "The pleasure is all mine, Miss Luna." He would respond with a small chuckle before glancing over at the femme who had referred to him as 'babe'. "The name is Nightosphere, sweetcheeks."

Phew, finally a high position had arrived! All that waiting around was making the cannibalistic tom a little twitchy. He wasn't a very patient creature, you see. "I swear my loyalty to Darkclan." Woo, he was in![/fancypost][hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]"Yo, yo, yo, Darkclanners!" A certain pitch black serval would announce as he took his place in the center of camp, his strange crimson optics glittering with mirth as he scanned the surrounding area for forms of life. There was currently no sign of any of his clanmates, but the cub didn't doubt that would change soon enough. "Gather around, babes, and get to know the amazing, the wonderful, and the oh so fine Nightosphere in the flesh." Certainly such a divine offer would attract quite the crowd? Or at least that was what he was hoping would happen.

His entire plan could simply crash and burn in the end because of the very fact that he was coming off as so well . . . cocky. Wait, cocky? No. Confident. Yes, that was the correct term to use. "Now, now don't be shy and come on over. I won't bite, unless you're tasty that is." The tom's last comment had caused him to smirk a bit before drawing his pointed tongue over his overly-long fangs, which like always, were poking out of his upper lip. [/size] [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt] (//fangirls gaahhhh mine too <3)

Shit. He was lost.

The obsidian colored serval couldn't help but let out a dissatisfied snort as he continued to trod around the corridors, his scarlet colored optics flickering here and there in attempt to memorize any familiar path ways that he might've already come across. Was he walking around in circles? He didn't really know due to the fact he had never been inside the facility before.

For a moment, all hope really seemed to be lost for him. That was until he stumbled upon a rather familiar face. "Aa. If it isn't the lovely Miss Luna." The vampiric tom would muse in a rather flirtatious tone. All disgruntling signs of him being lost were gone, and instead he had managed to hide it all behind his usual suave look and matching attitude. "What are you doing around here, babe. Just wandering?" [/size] [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]"Hey there, ladies." Nighto would respond with a gentlemanly dip of his head, obviously recalling the two females that had been there when he had joined. By the looks of the small frowns slowly etching onto their pretty faces, the male could only assume that he hadn't made the best of impressions. He really didn't care though, and simply shrugged it off like he did everything else. They'd get used to his offset personality eventually.

Aha, this guy right here.

The melanistic serval would allow a cynical chuckle to escape past his lips, his crimson colored optics casually flickering over to male lion cub. The words 'freak show' had never phased him. After all, his father had managed to call him every name in the book before he finally high-tailed his way out of his clutches. "Fall off a cliff?" He would echo, clear amusement playing on his features. "Oh that sounds like fun! You should do it with me, and then we could see whose lucky enough to survive the fall. I must warn you, however, fate just loves me so don't be surprised if you're the unlucky one." The sarcasm was rolling off of him in waves now, that same smirk never once leaving his lips. [/size] [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

pretty new to darkclan guys cx

anyone want a thread with nightosphere?

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]"Luna? Just Luna? Don't you think that's a little plain, doll?" The tom honestly preferred giving others nicknames, for it made their original names easier to remember. Shrugging his shoulders casually, Nighto would simply comply to her request in the end. If she didn't like nicknames, well then she didn't like them. There wasn't anything he could to about it, really, no matter how much he wanted too. "I was just asking. Now, why are you getting all fidgety all off a sudden?" He would then chuckle slightly, the notion being a bit more forced than usual. "It isn't me, is it?" [/size] [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]By the sudden over protective nature Luna had exposed the pitch black tom was quickly able to catch on, automatically assuming that they were related in one way or another. It was, after all, just like a sister to stand up for her brother when he was experiencing utter turmoil. "Woah there, Luna, calm down." He honestly didn't want any trouble with this girl, for he ultimately had nothing against Luna. Yet. "I'm more than positive your brother can stand up for himself. If he couldn't handle it then he most definitely wouldn't have tried to start something with me." His words were neither rude nor condescending, but instead they were spoken with an out-of-character bluntness that showed he was not at all amused with her little outburst.

His gaze would then flicker over to Selina, his crimson optics narrowing oh so slightly as her threat echoed in his ears. Finally, another sassy Melanistic Serval! And a pretty one at that. "Hey there, doll." His words had been suave and short, just like any other greeting he was capable of giving.

"Luna? Bite my head off?" Now there was an image. "Nah, she's much too calm for those types of antics." Nightosphere would chuckle slightly, his tongue slowly running over his fangs once more before directing his attention over to Admin. "Who're you?" [/size][/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]"Creepy, huh? You'd think I'd be offended, but I'm honestly extremely used to being described as such." His words had turned from playful to dry in a matter of seconds, which only proved what a low tolerance he had for certain comments relating to his way of acting and well.. being. "Flirting? I wouldn't exactly call it that. It's more like teasing, really. If I were flirting with you then I'd no doubt have you tied around my paw by this point." Nightosphere would respond rather nonchalantly, that small smirk that once cascaded across his handsome features slowly fading into the oblivion as he continued. "If you don't like me, then I have no reason to continue sticking around. Now if you'd just move, I'll be on my way and out of your sight seeing as I'm so creepy." [/size] [/justify]

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sure !!
would you be able to make it?
i have other stuff to respond to on another subbie of mine c:

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]Ah, shopping. How Nightosphere loathed the activity. You see, the tom was quite indecisive when it came to purchasing merchandise, and half of the time ended up totally displeased with the things that were currently in stock. This time, however, he had finally come across something he liked. Picking up the red and black plaid scarf, the obsidian colored serval would loosely wrap it around his neck. He obviously liked the soft texture, and it completed his scarlet colored visionaries marvelously. "Tell me, Selina, do I look absolutely dashing in this or what?" The male would inquire half-jokingly before striking a small pose. [/size][/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] [size=7pt]The male would sigh softly at her statement, his crimson colored visionaries softening away from their arrogance somewhat. Should he give this girl a chance, or should he just walk away? He had the power to do either one or the other, and seeing how the lioness had called him creepy, his decision should've been easy, right? Wrong. Instead of following his instincts, the pitch black apprentice had gone against all of his inner-teachings and had stayed put. "Well then, fine. I'll stick around for a bit longer I suppose, hon, but that's only because you asked so nicely." Nighto's words were laced with slight sarcasm towards the end, but not enough for his comment to be taken as full on offensive. "What would you like to chat about?"[/size] [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] "Yo. Not hungry I take it, sweetcheeks?" A certain obsidian colored feline would inquire as he strutted over, his crimson colored optics shifting from the pile of prey back over to the femme before him. He had to admit, the choices didn't appear that . . . appetizing to him. Nighto, to everyone's dismay, preferred fresh feline carcass over mouse most of the time. However, it wasn't as if he could go to the loner lands and hunt down a meal or two everyday, so he often settled for what Darkclan had to offer. "You're name . . . it's Selina, right?" [/justify]

[hr] [glow=#DC143C,1,300][font=georgia][size=11pt]❝ bad little boy, yes i'm bad but not little ❞[/size] [/glow] [/fancypost]

[align=center] [glow=black,2,300][size=5]NIGHTOSPHERE ![/glow] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; margin-top: -17px; font-family: georgia;letter-spacing: -1px; text-transform: lowercase;] [glow=#DC143C,1,300] ❝ girl, i'm a thousand years old, i'm a riddle ❞ [/glow] [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=tranpsarent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=NUMBERpx; text-align:-1; font: FONT SIZEpx FONT FACE; color: TEXT COLOR; border-radius: 3em; width: 430px; height: ] [size=7pt] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic [/size]
[hr] [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 380px;] [justify] Arrogant? Cocky? No, no no. These people had it all wrong. He was just a little... overly confident, that was all. Then again, what would you expect from a five month old apprentice? They weren't exactly modest, seeing as all of them at one point went through the 'I'm above you' phase at one point or another.

The serval would chuckle slightly as Admin spoke, his pointed canine's gleaming slightly against the reflecting sunlight. He definitely liked this one. She didn't seem as... uptight as everyone else was. "Nice to meet you Chronocross. I'll make sure to show the appropriate amount of respect when I see you around, no doubt about it." This time his words weren't sarcastic at all, but in stead oddly modest. The boy wasn't an idiot. He knew who automatically demanded his respect, and who didn't.

Crimson gaze shifting over at Charlie and Magnus, Nightosphere would hesitantly dip his head, his little smirk appearing once more as he did so. Yay, new faces! [/justify]

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