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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] [size=7pt][font=georgia] melanistic serval ⋆ five moons ⋆ medium difficulty ⋆ no powers ⋆ cannibalistic ⋆ demonic [/size]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 440px;] [justify][size=8]No one could really say or guess on how the serval had managed to get such expensive and potentially dangerous items, but none the less Nighto had managed to get his paws on them. Perhaps he had invaded a local gas station or two-leg store, who knew really. The only thing that was important now was that he had gotten them somehow.
So there he was, his pitch black form settled somewhere in the middle of the territory, away from any trees or bushes that could probably catch fire with his little charade. Stacked neatly in front of the cannibalistic male were several types of fireworks, all of them triggering a different color, shape, and sound. Setting the tip to flames with the small fire he had managed to make, the apprentice would watch in slight awe as the first firework descended into the sky with a loud whistle. Then halfway, it would implode into millions of little purple and red specks.
To think he still had several of these contraptions left in his little stack. Oh, this was going to be good![/size][/justify]