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  • GOTTA PUT YOUR HEARTS UP | Turkey's?!

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    As Host's words filled his mind, the tiger would snap his attention towards the feline beside him, the state of thought fading into nothing. At her remark, the nightwatcher just snorted, a smirk appearing on his maw. "Yeah, that's what they are. Welcome to the family, Angelface. Can't wait for ye' to meet my ma', she'll love ye'." Honestly, the male didn't even know how his mother would react to him bringing home a girl- actually, he brought home handfuls of girls before, though he meant that as in bringing home a girl for his parents to meet- because she was long gone, and his father was an abusive bastard who could care less, but hey, whatever right?

  • glass on the side ]] open, 1000+ posts

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    "Hmm," emitting an amused snort in response to the snowshoe's comment, the tiger would draw little, snaking lines in the earth with the knife of his artificial paw thing. Picking flowers? Oh hell no, anything but that. Got a problem with your plumbing? Sure, he could manage that, but going out to pick some damn blossoms? You got another thing coming. Trouble was, he didn't really feel like disappointing a little girlie today, so, with a sigh, Merle rose to his paws. "I guess I'll go with ye', Princess," the tiger grunted. "Just don't go spreadin' the words that I'm some magical flower fairy prince or some sh*t like that, or y'all will be sorry."

  • I'M YOUR BLOODY ROSE | open

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    "Come on now, kid," smirked the nightwatcher, swaggering over and eying Bee with a quirked brow. "Ye' won't become an expert tracker like ole' Merle if ye' don't watch where ye place yer paws."

  • [ lies and fear go hand in hand ] private

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    Oh, goodie. The male wasn't exactly drunk yet, but he was pretty close to teetering on the edge of drunkness and soberness. Finishing off his bottle with a quick gulp, Merle flung the object aside, and it shattered against the trunk of a looming pine tree. "Amen to that," he rasped. "Anywhore, may I ask ye; why yer always poppin' out babies? Like holy sh*t, yer v-" A burp cut his sentence short, and thank god it did, because he forgot what he had been rambling on about. "Must be some heartbreaker. I mean, not, like, on my level of heartbreakin', but close."

  • YOUR GONNA LISTEN TO ME RIGHT NOW + open: m&g

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    Lumbering over after Hostesscupcakes, the bold-striped wild cat would dip his head curtly towards Spock, taking a seat in the close circle of Clanmates. So, this was Commanderspock, hmm? Making a mental note of who the jaguar was, the nightwatcher would drag his sharp blue gaze over the male. "Merle Dixon," he introduced after a moment, a small smirk beginning to apear on his face. "Don't get in my way or else yer gonna regret it."

  • How a superhero learns to fly || Open

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    "Yo," called the tiger as he sauntered over, metal apparatus clanking across the ground as he did so. Follow the leader? Honestly, the male didn't have anything better to do, so he figured that he could sit on the sidelines at just watch everyone do ridiculous shit. Plopping himself down beside Hostess, the orange-and-black tiger would drag his blue gaze across the crowd of people chittering loudly.

  • baby it's too cold outside // o, early snow // for angels to fly

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    "You've got to be f*cking kidding," groaned the wildcat as he stepped forward, sharp cerulean oculars watching as the dainty white flakes fell from the heavens. If there was one season that the male hated most of all, it would be winter, and for a number if reasons. 1) everything got all cold and frozen, 2) his damn metal paw replacement slipped everywhere, and 3) there was little to no game to hunt. Great. As one of the snowflakes landed on his muzzle, he raised his good paw to wipe it off frustratedly.

  • ooc notice

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    hey guys
    I've been grounded and I don't know when I'll be able to get my phone/computer back
    So until then I'm not going to be very active :/
    Sorry about that

  • I CAN'T SEE YOU THERE // open, Dominionite on border

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    As he stalked along the border, a familiar scent invaded his nostrils. His dull blue gaze darted around, searching for the source, and they finally came to a rest a few yards away, where there seemed to be a powwow going on. Lumbering over hesitantly, he wondered who might be situated there. Maybe it was Breakdance, or Ferdinand, or maybe even Vargulf, or perhaps it was someone whom he did not know; maybe the found out that he had been spying. Retaining his stone-like mask, the three-pawed tiger would scan his gaze over Bruce's figure, mind attempting to process if he knew this guy or not. Staying silent, Merle would perk his ears to listen what Bruce and Stargazer were talking about.

  • [ what if it takes your breath and you can't hardly breathe ] open

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    It pained Merle to see the jet black feline in a state like this, so sure that she was going to die or whatever- but hey, maybe she was going to die after all. Whenever the tiger's thoughts would drift across to that reality, a ShadowClan without his best friend with benefits, the male could hardly bear it, so he immediately shoved the thought into the very back of his mind. Lumbering over and casting glances swimming with worry and fear- though they were unreadable, for the most part- over Hostess, the three pawed tiger would emit a snort. "Ye' better come back," the Dixon growled half-heartedly, forcing a smirk onto his maw. "Or else when we get t' hell I'll personally kick yer ass."

  • You will be the first to run (open, joining)

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    ( hOLY SHIT YES
    + rushed ugh )


    Approaching the two other male with mild interest, the tiger would sweep his gaze over the russet canine, quirking a brow at his glitched speech. "Th' hell's up with you, boy?" asked the nightwatcher.

  • [ lies and fear go hand in hand ] private

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    ( sorry if my replies are extremely slow, i'm grounded and don't know when i'll get my phone/computer back :/ i'm being sneaky and posting on my step-mom's computer hueheuheueh )


    Cracking open another bottle, the nightwatcher would simply listen to what the female had to say. "M'sorry 'bout that," Merle would rasp, glancing over to where the bottle had shattered. "But hey, that's in the past. Ain't gotta worry 'bout that no more, right?" Though he had spoken the words to try and 'get' to the officer, the tiger didn't believe a word that he said. It was her backstory, it might've been something to make her who she was right now, like him. His backstory was f*cked up, with the abusive father, drug and alcohol addiction, losing his paw, and losing a mate, but yet, he wouldn't change a thing about it. It was what brought him here, what brought him to that very moment, what brought him to meet all these amazing ShadowClanners...and Hostesscupcakes. "Host," he grumbled after a moment of silence, letting the multitude of thoughts fade into the vastness of his mind. "Can I just say that yer an amazin' person? Hell, yer the most beautiful creature I've ever laid my eyes on." Of course, the alcohol was beginning to set in, so his words went along perfectly with the saying, "a drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts."

  • WANNA STEAL MY GIRL | Meeting

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    Merle was there with a quick track post since Galaxy was still grounded but she snuck her phone from her parent's bedroom heuheueuehe.

  • your character's last words!?

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    Merle's last words - "Just as planned!"
    I feel like that would be him aha
    I've already planned his actual last words
    "I ain't gonna beg. I ain't begging you."

  • they say she's in the class a-team ]] open, joining [[ stuck in her daydream

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    Stalking across to the borderline, the three-pawed tiger would stare down at the kitten, a small twinge of sympathy flickering in his gaze before disappearing into the dullness of his gaze. Fanfiction was dead? The general had been a friend of his, and it was sad to see her go. "Sorry, kid," mumbled the Dixon with a flick of his slender tail.

  • good morning, vietnam ; open - wings

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    "Damn, can ye' not turn into gigantic birds? I'll eat ye' if ye' do." The three-pawed tiger came lumbering over, a playful glint flickering in his cerulean orbs.

  • I WANNA BE A BOTTLEBLONDE | open + spin the bottle!

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    "Mind if ole' Merle joins in?" came the Southern-accented male's voice as he lumbered over, wiggling his eyebrows at the members who had gathered. Ah, Spin the Bottle; he hadn't played that game in a long time. Plopping his furry butt down beside Crookedsmile, the tiger would sweep his slender tail over the dusty ground. "Just so y'all know, I ain't kissin' no guys. I ain't about that life...er, no offense."

  • INACTIVITY THREAD

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    Good news guys
    I'm ungrounded from my phone
    So I should be getting active again !!


    wont be on much today though
    going to a fursuit convention c: