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  • click click (open m&g) BOOM

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][sup]No. He hated chatting. But Album wasn't in an unpleasant mood [or at least! not in a mood any more unpleasant than usual], so the cub trotted over, regarding Permafrost silently with a nod of his head.



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  • Oh * the demons || open, birthing

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][sup]Album on the other hand remained still through his naming and his grandfather's licking, rather simply curling his head against the space he'd been settled in all along and yawning before falling asleep rather simply. No reason to stay awake -- he was blind, and deaf!



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  • BLOODCLAN WAR || my alter ego is an escape artist

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][sup]Well the young cub has thought to get involved and the second tier's eyes narrowed as he raked the scene; many creatures were larger than him but the demon hardly cared, his tail whipping from side to side as he looked around for an opponent. He himself did come prepared with a few weapons and as an NPC ran past he swung his head and pierced their side with a stick; it wouldn't look dangerous but it splintered off into their body and was actually tipped with poison -- they'd soon grow weak and pass out, maybe die without medical attention.


    [b][fighting no one - better off with private battles]



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  • I'M THE WOLF AMONGST THE SHEEP – private battle

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][sup][mobile]


    Having transformed into the adolescent elk body he'd recently acquired the young second tier, complete with the ferocious Russian Steppe eagle perched atop his back, glanced around for an opponent; a jaguar, hmm? He himself had a jaguar body, but quite liked this one, so stomped over, not even bothering with a stealth attack; with a low bellow, Album aimed to [color=red]strike Marionette in the ribs with a hoof and knock her sideways.



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  • todah feels like it's going to be a great :: open o.o :: dayyyyyy

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][sup]Album fit in in some ways, desensitised to blood and gore and a demon in his own right, but the second tier was admittedly apathetic, and uncaring, and his lack of motivation occasionally could seem odd. Yet he was used to the harsh climate and ways of his clan and doubted he'd be leaving any time soon; the White Devil, his name aptly translated, would not fade away. And this would mean activity, which meant turning up and speaking to members as he was doing now. Joy... The disapproving male sighed as he wandered over, taking a seat and trying to ignore the pounding in his temples.


    "Hello, I'm Album Lucifer." he greeted.



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  • I'M THE WOLF AMONGST THE SHEEP – private battle

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][sup]A low exhale of exertion, and the male wheeled away with a deep utterance of wordless hatred; his form was most vocal and he somewhat detested that, but his concentration was grabbed by Marionette as she sliced at his exposed chest flesh with sharp daggers. They hit, and ripped through skin, and the albino brute snorted, pawing away from the jaguar and lowering his head. Blood dripped from his open lacerations and he grunted a few times in low, gravelly order; his Russian Steppe eagle unfurled its wings and shot forward, aiming to slice the female's shoulders with outstretched talons then streak away.


    Without taking a moment to hesitate then Album himself would attack without mercy and strike with two hooves now, one once more at the ribs and the other at her chest.


    [mobile + school]



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  • rename brace?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][sup]rowan


    "oh my god mum don't change your name
    god mum
    what's wrong with the one your mama gave ya
    gAWD"



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  • (YOUR A BITCH) joining (BUT I LOVE YOU ANYWAY!)

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][sup]Album approached to stand beside his father, though it would be hard to find any resemblance -- serval, tiger -- and he preferred to keep it that way. The second tier studied Grim closely with uncaring blue eyes, still unchanged due to youth; then the apathetic male nodded his head and backed up. Oh, she was one of those people. Ok.


    [color=white]"Welcome, Grim, I am Album Lucifer."



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  • What would you do... <Open, M&G> If I told you I hate you?

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][sup]Full names? Socialisation? Why did he even bother? The young cub padded over to stand near Yukine, if only because that guy was the nearest to the male when he first thought to approach; he wasn't clingy, he wouldn't go and stand near the vixen that was his mother, or near his almost disowned father. "Album Lucifer Harbringer-Ecuador. Hello." the white tiger mewed bluntly, quietly, then sat, turning his apathetic gaze elsewhere.



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