Posts by bubblegum.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Poe tackled the jaguar full on and pinned him down, licking his best friend's face all over, not missing any spot to drool on. He didn't care right now, he just wanted to let Finn know how much he missed him. The Newfie paused as he felt another body wriggling their way in. Poe looked at Chalcedony and grinned at the little beast before giving her one swift lick on the nose before resuming slobbering on Finn.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;]//cries @ the notion of being a pimp bc u curse i love nintendo so much.

Poe nodded excitedly at the feline. "Yeah! Of course, Nintendo." The dog put emphasis on his new clanmate's name, liking how weird it sounded. "We're called ColouredClan, in case you wanted to know."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] DUDE. DUDE? He could get behind a nickname like dude. Because Poe was cool with a capital C. Hell yeah, dude. The dog let out a huge laugh and nodded to the little dude. "My name's Poe. It's totally rad to meet you, dude." Ok, that might have been too much, but oh well. Poe was having fun.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz had been here for a good while, or enough to start getting the feel of clan life. Respect this, be nice to that. It was kind of gross? They weren't big on pleasantries. Too bad that's what clans were filled with.

The oriental liked the people fine, but it had never been in their interest to be buddy-buddy with everyone. Still, they continued to attempt to gain their clanmates' friendship despite their inner morals. So, in another attempt to "bond", Paz set out little charms made from feathers (some made from her own raven form) and other little things. Most brought good luck and wealth, but others were for cursing.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] The cat shrugged and gestured to the charms. "A lil' gift for mis amigos. They'll help you out." They put on a broad smile and nudged one forward to Dia. Wrapped in a red string was a stick, a feather, and an empty little vial. "Wards off evil. An essential for anyone," they purred to the raccoon.

Paz flashed their business-like smile to Blues as he approached her little shop. "Hola, Azul." Their yellow eyes flicked down to their wares as they pondered which would be best for their leader. "Any enemies, Azul?" They asked, not looking up from the charms.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz flicked their head up and grinned at Blues. A wicked, sharp smile. Oh, they loved sharing the evil things in their work. It was their favorite part. The feline shoved a small, round pebble with delicate swirls carved into it toward him. "Give it to your enemies. Say it's a gift. They will fall ill in three days time. Trust me." They spent weeks placing all the correct runes and incantations onto this little rock. They knew Azul would put it to good use.

The child, Kazdaq, who spoke interested Paz. An extinct beat living in a world it wasn't meant to be in. How fun. "Tell me, young beast, do you ever see things in the night? Have nightmares? Feel ill for only a moment?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz nodded their head to Dia, pushing a little silver platter with beads on it. "Place only one bead under your paw each night you sleep. Never use the same one twice. The spirits who haunt your sleep will be gone once you use up all the beads." Their smile and warm exterior dropped to emphasize their point. It was an important one. The feline moved close to the raccoon's face, yellow eyes almost glowing. "You must use all the beads, Dia. You musn't lose a single one." They stayed in her face for a few more moments, searching her eyes for signs of any other troubles.

Then they snapped their head away to smile at Sayaka once the telepathic message came through. "¿Qué es lo que tengo para ti? Dios mío, chica. The real question is, what don't I have for you?" The oriental cat turned and rustled through a large bag behind them filled to the brim with magical goodies. The cat plucked their head from the bag carrying a stick with a small bell and a feather from her raven form tied on to it. Paz shook their head and laughed at the tingly noise that came from the bell. They set it down in front of Sayaka and nodded. This one was a personal favorite of their's. "You can use this beauty to call helpful spirits to your door. Healing ones, protecting ones. Spirits are smart. They will know what you need, sí?"

Flicking their yellow eyes to Newyork, Paz smiled. "Why thank you, señor. Would you care for one?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Poe bounced in place grinning. "Congrats to everyone!" he barked, looking to all those gathered. He had no clue who any of the people promoted were, but oh well. He was still happy that they were happy.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] A new clan. Good. The other one was full of too much angst and sadness. She had had too much sadness in her life before the clans. To hell with sadness. To hell with angst. To hell with the Rift. No one understood what it meant to be happy. Have a little good times.

She didn't know if she knew how to do that either, but she sure as hell was going to try it out. Sitting at the border of- What clan was this? ScarClan? Yeah, that's right. ScarClan.

"¿Hola?" She called out, large ears perked straight up.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz straightened out her back at the arrival of so many people. All for her? So flattering. A wide, sharp grin spread across her face and her head dipped low in a sort of bow. New customers for her "business", right? "My name is Paz. I come to live here with all of you, ¿sí?" That's what clans were, right? A place to live? I mean, Paz could wander and sell her wares forever, but settling down sounded so nice to her...

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz stepped over the border, her movement smooth and precise, no flaw in any step she took. "Nice to meet you all, too. So what do you all do around here for fun?" she joked, r's rolling in her deep accent.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz nodded thoughtfully to the suggestions of fun. Kicking around skulls.... wasn't too bad. I mean, it could be worse. They're favorite past-time could've been drama or something. That'd be pretty bad. That's basically what was filled in the Rift. Sad, pathetic drama. Heh.

"That's... an interesting choice, chica. Unique," she teased. Of course, her idea of fun was communing with the dead and creating charms, but that as another story.

The oriental looked at Dethronedking with wide, yellow, excited eyes. ¡Ay! Español. Her language. Her native tongue. English was fun, but Spanish felt just right. "Gracias, señor. This looks like a very lovely place. I'm sure I'll enjoy it."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] paz and naxx.... cries

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] PAZ PAZ PAZ PAZ PAZ PAZ

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] As part of her custom, she was to cook for her new friends. Mexican hospitality. A big part of her culture and her mother's teachings. Paz thought she was a decent cook herself. Her cooking could never reach mamá's, but it was satisfactory. Something her mother would find... edible.

So in front of her lay tamales, enchiladas, cooked iguanas (don't ask), and some mugs of hot horchata to warm them up in this cold weather. Speaking of which, Paz was shivering to death. She hated the cold. She missed the warm breeze of Mexico and the sand of the playa she used to play on with her siblings.

So she sat there behind a table despite the cold outdoors, offering traditional Mexican meals for her amigos nuevos.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz frowned at the tone of her new leader's voice. It sounded angry. It sounded mean. It sounded intense. She had heard this before, but from a different mouth. She had heard it from her own mother the day she left Mexico. The thought sent shivers up the cat's spine.

She moved forward with her head low and ears upright to listen to Rosie intently. Paz sat down behind Naxx, her eyes focused on the lioness. Congratulations can be given later.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Paz's paws danced as she watched the first "friend" approach. The witch was eager to share her culture with those around her and let others try her cooking. She needed to know if she did it right. If she did it perfectly. "It's the food of Mexico. We have tamales, enchiladas, and iguana. Please, please. Eat!" The feline nudged forward the iguana and nodded eagerly. "La iguana es muy rica, señor."

Paz smiled at the next visitor and dipped her head. "Gracias, señor. Please, eat up!" she said to Dodger, gesturing down the table at the options.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] ping is probably my favorite tbh

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] Wasn't this the chica from the border? Y'know, the one who suggested that Paz kick around skulls for fun. Yeah. Her. She was... interesting to say the least. Then again, Paz found everything interesting, but something about her made her really interested. "No hay bronca," she purred, nudging the iguana even more forward. She really wanted them to try it. It was probably her favorite dish. Straight from the Aztecs themselves.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 350px; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: -1px;] please. im in desperate need of motivation to rp w paz. and i love paz very much.

literally up for anything except romance she's reserved atm