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  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]When her paw moved toward his face, he squeezed his eyes shut, wincing a bit. He was going to be slapped; he'd made her made, ruined her day, and now she was going hit him and leave; Cotty would never see her again and it'd be all his fault. The energized heart felt like it dropped with a faint aching-- but.. Cottonkit found this wasn't the case at all. Sakurakit was exceeding his expectations yet again. But, what was she saying? His crystal orbs fluttered open to see her features touched with sympathy. Even being near her again made his face a ripe, adorable shade of scarlet. Ahh, what beautiful emerald orbs she had. Cottonkit openly gazed into them, ears alert to catch her words as she released her paw back to the sand and she spoke yet again.


    Cotty could only really ease into a seat, a small smile brushing across his muzzle. That's right.. Over what happened, he certainly did take her swimming. Cottonkit blinked a couple times, realizing her soaked tortie pelt. Whoops! Even his own alabaster one was drenched with a darker shade of melted snow. Cotty's blush faded gradually. [b]"Y-you're welcome.. Do you wanna dry off?" The tomkit motioned toward the ship. An unused room across from his had blankets, as well as other things.


    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking." [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • dancing in the rain; private

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8][b]"That's okay," Cotty told her. Ahh. His fluffy, snow-colored coat definitely appeared as alabaster cotton, to which he offered a gentle smile. Cottonkit settled into a seat, inquiring, "How are you?"


    - rushed
    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • there's a ghost in my bedroom ( open ) he haunts me at night

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]/omg i'm putting knit here
    wrong subbie but who cares


    The ragdoll had, most certainly, had an unfair death. Ridiculous, to be honest, which meant she was going to have to run around The Insignia unnoticed and undead, in a way. Oh, but upon seeing Luci getting p'ssed and p'ssing off the fellow spirit, Knittedkit made her way over to join them, transparent crystal orbs landing on Luciano. What? [b]"How are you talking to them? Us?"
    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral][i]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • there's a ghost in my bedroom ( open ) he haunts me at night

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]She wore a confused expression, gaze looming on Luciana. [b]"Yeah.. But, you're still alive, right? Who killed you?" Did someone freakin' kill Luci? Woow. Not cool. [i]"Let's go haunt the b'stard."


    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking." [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]Cotty passed her a gentle smile, motioning for her to follow as he began to approach the ship, the sun beginning to slowly set so that a beautiful horizon was painted in view. Trotting up the stairs of the ship, he allowed her to do so aswell before Cottonkit led Sakurakit through the halls of the ship. Everyone seemed to have set off to sleep, it appeared, as he entered the door across from his room.


    Inside were very few towels, and decorative artificial bouquets. Cotty chose a light pink towel, turning and about to wrap it around Sakurakit before pausing. Ahh, he wasn't sure how awkward that'd be, so he merely placed the pastel pink towel at her paws before turning to select one for himself. Whoops.. The only one left that he could reach without slipping and breaking his face was a blue one, patterned with teddy bears. Face flushing with embarrassment, he wrapped it around himself, turning to offer her a soft smile.
    "[color=#5CB7BF][b]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • WHIP IT [Open, Glass Eye] WHIP IT GOOD

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]Cotty made a quiet whining noise, staring up at it with disgust. Eheheeewww.. Cottonkit hesitantly crept toward the scene, stopping next to a freaked-out Feliciano.


    - track
    "[color=#5CB7BF][b]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]/boop


    "[color=#5CB7BF][b]speaking." [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]/ahh, that's fine <3 choir is pretty time consuming, so i understand! ^^


    A blush blossomed on his cheeks, a sheepish smile flicking across his lips. Heh, he did look pretty silly.. Cotty gave a soft chuckle, allowing her to fix the towel to her liking, before glancing around the place aswell. Hmm, there actually was another towel, pitch white and scraggly that he missed. Turning his gaze so that it returned to her, Cotty found she was already looking his way, before quietly sighing. Multiple reasons, really.


    [b]"Um.. So, if you want to slap me for.. Y-y'know, what happened earlier.. You can go ahead and do that." Cottonkit straightened his posture, clearly preparing for a smack to the cheek.
    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]/not a problem! ^^


    What? Was that a grin? Cotty blinked a couple times as it vanished. Sakurakit wanted to slap him? Ahh, he didn't blame her. Cottonkit tensed up, but didn't wince as her paw came flying toward him-- but it didn't land on him with such force it approached with. Instead, he could feel the soft paw-pad gently press against his cheek. What? No! He was almost disappointment. He deserved a slap! Lightly frowning, he debated on whether or not to recreate the scene he regretted or to just sit there and let whatever would happen to happen.


    And when he decided, Cotty leaned in a bit, flicking his eyes closed and resting a paw on her shoulder, once again pressing his lips against hers. Hmmph, it was a little silly, but he felt he wouldn't get relief without getting a slap that he deserved, mind blank as he purposely kissed her.
    "[color=#5CB7BF][b]speaking.    " [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • THE NOCTEM FAMILY )( SIGN-UP + GUIDE [ SUPER HPR ]

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8][b]character's name;
    cottonkit (cottonflesh)
    gender;
    male
    age;
    3 moons
    alliance;
    the insignia, naturally x3
    rank;
    kitten
    relations;
    son of orange lily and cherryblod x3
    other;
    mmph <3


    "[color=#5CB7BF]speaking." [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • i would give ( open, bucket deaths ) my voice to you

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    cottonkit.[/size][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#2A5774 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px]© funhouse.[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#5CB7BF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#84D7C9 bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=#ADD9CF bordercolor=transparent; border-bottom: 3px white solid; height: 10px; width: 400px][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white bordercolor=transparent; border-radius: 0em 0em 2em 2em; width: 400px][justify][font=georgia] [size=8]track.


    "[color=#5CB7BF][b]speaking." [color=lightcoral]thinking/telepathy/flashblack [color=black]roleplaying.[/fancypost]

  • into a land of enchantment // open; wings?!

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Awaking with a pair of ruffled, snow white feathers folded to your sides softly wasn't the most settling way to approach the day, but the soft morning sun alighted like a candle, horizon folding nicely over the sea with a beautiful, flawless paint. The dove wings' tips flicked against Cottonkit's haunches, the alabaster kitten's pitch milk fur blending nicely with the sleek feathers. They fixated, eventually, after fluttering about while he walked, sheathing as Cotty eased into a seat at the shore, wings visible. They nicely suited him, really, the dove wings settling upon his sides as if natural. He barely noticed them, really, and was naturally startled when waking up to see them, but they felt flawlessly usual and he had decided to just go with it.


    - museless post, sorry, wanted to hurry up and make this thread tho xD
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  • my universe will never be the same. ] private ]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]- ugh i'm sorry this took forever ;-;
    been busy and whatnot </3


    Really, Cottonkit was busy minding his own business, seeking out the pretty little flowers that speckled the forest. Cotty could only go to the border, unfortunately, but a majority of the kittens and cadets could only do so, so it wasn't as if he was bitter over it. Besides, plenty of these beautiful purple and white petunias grazed the jungle he could explore.


    A tiny basket tucked away in his room was now clutched beneath his jaws, and he routinely placed it next to a particular ivory and lavender flower, plucking it carefully, and letting it float down swiftly into the basket before he swept up the straw-like carrier and turned, trotting back toward the ship with a basket full of beautiful flowers.
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  • into a land of enchantment // open; wings?!

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Cottonkit turned to face her, the feathers ruffling a bit at her inquiry. How'd he grow wings? Pfft, Cotty was no scientist, merely glancing at the relaxing things before offering Gracefulkit a shrug. "I have no idea," He admitted, referring to many things. How he grew them, how to use them, what bird they also belonged to, etc etc. "All I know is they definitely weren't there yesterday."
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  • my universe will never be the same. ] private ]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Mmph? Gently lowering the basket to the ground, an ear flicked to acknowledge her and the question that carried considerably politely. Could she have one? "Of course," Cotty stated, scooting the light basket toward her a bit with his paw. Mmh, there were a variety of flowers inside, and Cottonkit wouldn't mind which ones or how many she chose as he settling into a seat, rolling back his shoulders a bit.
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  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Painful relief flushed away the annoying guilt as he was shoved from her, stumbling back a few steps. Ow.. A slap, not a K.O.! Like a stubborn toddler, getting what they want. He supposed he would be included, raising an alabaster paw and rubbing it against his cheek. Still.. It hurt. A bittersweet moment. But despite this, he glanced back, ears flattening a bit under her gaze. Ah.. He shouldn't have done that. Cotty's tail tip thumped the ground, and he said absolutely nothing, everything seeming to fall silent.


    Cottonkit didn't know what to do. He didn't want her mad at him, he just wanted her to.. Ugh. The kitten released his paw to the ground, shamefully glancing around to avoid her strict gaze for a moment. This few seconds let him calculate a few things as he gazed back at her. Sakurakit, he believed, was certainly not into him, the distaste in her eyes obvious. He wasn't going to sit here and be embarrassing. Something welled up in him, a bitter feeling. Hurt, really. An ache that sulked on his heart. He felt like shouting, 'fine! be that way!' and storming off. Perhaps that was his childish instincts. But he also craved the feeling to apologize refusely as he'd done before. No.. No, no, that wouldn't do.


    Cottonkit held cautious as he eased to his paws, "If it isn't obvious already, I like you. You can hate me if you want, I understand. I'm not very smart or anything.. I shouldn't have done that.. You can take some flowers if you want."
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  • private ◄ all these crumpled flowers

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Immediately, he remarked, "Nonono, I deserved it.. Don't feel bad, that was my fault. I shouldn't have done that.." Sincereity glazed his words, crystal orbs polished with an apology. Mph, it was true as well. Cotty certainly should not have done what he did. So why did he do it? That, he didn't understand fully. He was aware of what he was doing when it happened; it was certainly intentional. He regretted kissing her little, more afraid of the way she'd feel about him afterward. Ahh, what a brat he felt like. Shame shifted his snowy-white paws and faltered his gaze from hers, which wasn't casted at him anyway, thank goodness.


    "I.. I haven't been treating you like a lady like I'm supposed to. That's a rule, I set it for myself. That means.. Is there anything I can do for you? To make it up to you?"
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  • would you not? [ open , spin the bottle ]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 380px; height: 125px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify][font=georgia]Spin the bottle? Mmh, Cotty had heard about this somewhere. An NPC stated it was a fun game, but to play it when you're a little older. Ehh.. He was three moons now, after all; Surely he could play aswell! Little Cottonkit made his way over with a gently smile, the alabaster kitten's dove wings folding at his sides with curious crystal luminaries. It reeked of that alcohol his brother had once drank, something he disliked the idea of despite never having attempted, Cotty easing into a seat anyway. "I'll play." He stated.
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