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[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]boop, made the subaccount c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]it's just
he eats books
dictionaries are his favourite c:

have you made him a joining thread or would you like me to make one and have them join together?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]He had been fine living a solitary life, the world around him not at all unkind and evil; he had developed an isolated personality, his deep forest eyes always darting back and forth, his body always tense. But the smile was always on his maw as he hunted for his next meal, often raiding human towns and slipping in through their windows to devour their books -- if a dictionary was on sight, he would nab it without thought, and most likely tear into the pages with a ravenous intensity immediately after stealing it, leaving only scraps of paper behind for humans to marvel over. Yes, the cat burglar, book thief, seemed impossible to catch, though people rarely bothered trying to; their books weren't all that precious any more, their "disappearing dictionary" simply being used as an excuse for their pathetic English homework.

The one book he never ate though, the holy grail of all books, was a huge, leather bound dictionary so precious to him he had actually grown emotionally attached to it. He prayed to the god of words from it, slept on it, and protected it from both the elements and wild beasts. It was his lifeline, and still in good condition, tugged around by the logoleptic kitten, aptly named "Logoleptic".

Only when he had met Arnfried and formed a bond with the similarly-aged wolf did Lego grow into a social creature, and now he was most friendly, though his temper did change drastically when his dictionary was attacked, his love of words questioned, his addiction to eating books poked at. The world had changed for the odd calico male, though it was still a wonderous place, a place presented to him by his lord so he could delve into his passion of the written and spoken word. Ah, yes, words were precious to him, slipping into his speech sometimes as he tried out different ways of speaking. His most favourite was most definitely the casual, chatty, almost slang-like lingo, though to enter his heart, long and complicated words were the way to go. He was a most unusual individual, that was for sure.

At that moment, the kitten was settled upon the border with his wolfin friend, sat atop his large, precious dictionary and glancing around with wide eyes. Probably more at ease than Arnfried, his posture was most definitely relaxed, and he attempted to almost comfort his compadre with a charming grin and a nudge to the leg. "It'll be alright, Arnie, just relax." he snickered, only to blink as Mikasa approached. Oh, she was rather large, but he seemed unfazed, simply blinking. "My name's Logoleptic, he's Arnfried, we're here to join." the now extroverted youth explained, speaking for his wolf friend as if he was mute, which was, as far as he was concerned, not the case.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"Yeah, join, that's it." Logo shrugged in Captainpaw's direction, flashing the lion a grin; he'd seen a lion on a human's television before, and was surprised to see one here, rather than on the African savannah. It looked as if all creatures lived here, and now all he had to do was find a tiger- oh, never mind. The calico's gaze flicked up to Alois, whom had just accepted him, and his grin grew- "Gee, thanks, man." nothing better than a quick, smooth procedure, and the male hopped from his dictionary to pivot and tug it awkwardly over the border.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"Thanks, I'm Logoleptic." the kitten chirped to the others who had approached to greet them, grinning up at Arnfried, who had been oddly quiet throughout this. "Lost your tongue?" he asked the wolf then, nudging him once more. He didn't want to have to talk for the wolf , that'd be boring, as they didn't have telepathy, though the awkward gesture-based conversations would be funny.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]where did all the attack on titan characters come from??

Logoleptic, unlike the rather scarily large amount of characters gathered, give or take one or two, was a pretty original character, meaning he... well, he had no copyrighted inspiration. No, the dictionary eating kit was all himself, which in a way, was a relief, not limiting him to any set traits that could go against a roleplayer's goals. At that moment, he was just wandering, having lost his friend Arnfried in the commotion and struggling to sleep in his new home, but the sound of voices had attracked him and now the kitten hovered near the group. [b]"You ok?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]Logoleptic and his roleplayer had both instantly noticed the amount of Attack on Titan characters, and was too rather confused by the whole phenomena, always seeing WindClan as the clan of unoriginality when it came to creating new and unique personalities and bases as throughout the ages Star Trek, Sherlock and an abundance of other fandoms had settled in that particular frontboard clan. Now though, it seemed DarkClan had been taken over, leaving Logo and Noivern rather confused. However, it was still interesting, so the kitten would remain in DarkClan for now. At that moment though, he could almost understand Rifle's want to leave, and nodded.

"Well, we can't stop ya, eh?" he offered with a mild grin, plonking himself down. [b]"If ya do go, have fun in the big bad world, an' be careful."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"Hello!"

Logoleptic had been trawling through the people boredly, calling out a greeting as people passed and occasionally receiving a response. His life had been awfully sedate recently, the decision to join DarkClan seemingly a bad one, but he could hardly complain, the world wasn't as dangerous here. Yet he was still bored, and friendless [except for Arnfried, but they'd been friends for much longer], and wandered aimlessly until he bumped into Toxic, blinking and calling out a greeting to him.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"Count me in!" the child chirped as he wandered over, pushing his head up against Arnfried's leg in silent greeting then grinning to everyone else.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]he could meet logo?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]The tiny raikou padded over in a rushed post, watching the first fight with excited eyes before turning to the luxray. "Hey, Arny! I'll spar with you," Logo chirped, swishing his tail through the air and singing the oxygen around him.

/rushed

RiCHARD. wrote:

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[justify][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; font-family: arial;] im tempted to make richard into noivern but that's only cause that's my fav pokemon next to darkrai so i need halp, anybody know what pokemon fits best with richy?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]ilovenoiverntoo
arcanine for him, definitely

i think logo'd be a tiny little raikou

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]Oh, no, don't- don't look like that. Logo's mind whirred as he glanced up at the wolf, whom already seemed remotely worried for his smaller friend. A wander about had never particularly injured the little grimalkin, and had only rarely resulted in him throwing himself at a larger creature that tried to interfere with his pastimes. No, there had never been any particularly bad events in his life, and whether anything bad had ever happened to Arnfried or not, there was never any reason to be afraid. Not now, particularly, DarkClan being as safe as safe could get for the duo.

"'Course, nothing bad's gonna happen." he chirped, licking his lips and still tasting the odd paper-taste on his tongue. [b]"Are you scaaared, Arny?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]And there it is, Logoleptic thought half-grimly, flicking his tail, there it is, right there.

He had, since encountering Arnfried, been the example of many a terrible possible circumstance, told of how he could be found crushed, bleeding, stuck, impaled or any other horrible possibility when out in the wild. That was their difference- Arny would worry about the 'ifs', Logoleptic never considered the 'ifs', and as long as he came out of a situation in one piece, he was ok. However, he had a feeling many other DarkClanners would have a somewhat similar mindset to his wolf companion- "You nearly got killed out there, dammit!" whereas only a smaller percentage [potentially the younger generations] would have his mindset- "But I didn't, stop worrying!"

Nonetheless, the fact that he was cared about did always warm the calico's heart, even if he was a little exasperated in response to the fretting. "Well no, but I don't think anyone'd want to encounter someone like that. I'll be fine, look at all these people, they're all fine. Nothing to worry about- this is DarkClan." Logoleptic then turned back to the others, waiting for them to do something.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"I'VE SEEN ONE OF THOSE BEFORE!" the immature tones of the youthful grimalkin rang out and he skipped over merrily, a bright smile on his maw. He had had plenty of experiences with potatoes when raiding human homes, but had never eaten one, not knowing what they were- now though, it seemed as if they were edible, and he was almost desperate to take Sasha's and nibble on it himself to see if it really was as good as the femme made out.

"But I dunno what it is," he added, still grinning.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]tracking!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]Thunder - Hyper Beam - Giga Impact - Dig

The male could feel himself pulsing with excitement at the thought of a battle, and he twisted back to pad a few metres away, giving the two space. His eyes locked with his opponents naturally, and he could feel whatever physical power he had dip somewhat, causing his crimson gaze to momentarily dart away before returning to the Luxray's. "Bring it!" he yowled, then, lowering his head and fixing Arny now with an equally intimidating glare, even if it didn't do any stat damage.

"Your move, Arny." he then added, waiting impatiently.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"Hi, Arny. And Army. I'm Logoleptic," tilting his head back as far as it would go to study the wolf as he approached, Logo offered a shrug of greeting before turning back to the apparently jittery Armin, his eyes flicking over the other male's form. "Alright, if you're alright, I'm glad." the calico then sat down abruptly, not sure of what to say next.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]"I'm happy, I guess. Fine." Logo responded as he padded after Annie, before pausing to allow the others to reply to the female's question.

/rushed

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=8]He's fast- Logoleptic would narrowly dodge, barely avoiding the attack, and, to avoid being attacked any further, quickly springing up and digging down with his paws, burrowing deep under ground and covering his tracks so he was now invisible. It would be easy from here to locate Arnfried, whom he could only hope didn't have earthquake- that'd be bad.

The male then attempted to shoot up and slam into Arny from underneath, aiming a punch-like strike with a forepaw to the stomach as he did so.