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    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]the fluffiest ball of fluffy fluff to ever grace the earth had been shaped into a dog-like figure and was walking towards the shadowclan border. it looked rough, like it had taken a bath in mud and dried off with a generous coating of dust, and its left ear had been nicked where a rounded point should've been. the nick was hardly noticeable considering it was almost lost in the neverending vortex of fluff, but the stink that rose off of its body because of its current state in the hygeine department was overwhelmingly noticeable. it seemed to be a male, therefore making the ball of fluff's choices in pronouns he and him. now if this canine was a biological male, that would mean he had a name meant for the male gender (if he even had a name at all), correct? yes, this tiny animal did indeed sport a boyish title, and it was percival. bunches of irony came with this name, as percival seemed like a name fit for a knight, or even a king. but the holder of the title was not a king, nor was he a knight. he was a small, dirty, quirky dog who was shivering on the border of a place he had no knowledge of.

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]it was true, the dog was in need of a bath. a really long, thorough bath. looking towards the blatantly disgusted crowd, percival began to state his name and business as requested. "my name is percival weatherfield. i'd like to join whatever the heck you people are a part of unless it's some sort of satanic cult with ten story statues of your freak god that is of side show proportions. if you are a satanic cult, please don't sacrifice me. i don't think satan wants a small dog as a sacrifice. i think he'd want a larger dog, maybe. i wouldn't please satan, don't you think? anyways, yeah, i'd like to join and bathe maybe. not maybe, definitely. i smell like a public bathroom." the rambling canine chuckled awkwardly, obviously feeling uncomfortable.

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]hi
    im the walrus but u can call me percival i don't care
    im currently rping a character in shadowclan, he's a pomeranian called percival and yes i did name him after me bc im a narcissistic lil shit
    not really im just uncreative and percival isn't even my given name so i do what i want B)
    um anyways my interests include homestuck, homestuck, and homestuck. i am mituna captor
    im a hipster wannabe and my tumblr is slayed-the-dragon pls follow me and i will fall in love with u
    if i don't end up falling in love with u we can at least be friends so if u wanna be my friend then do it im just a simple meme

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]percy was casually sitting next to a tree. i mean, how do you not casually sit next to a tree? if percival wasn't casually sitting by the aforementioned tree then that would be weird. anyways, as previously mentioned percival was sitting by a tree, a small wooden bowl sitting beside him. why was a bowl sitting next to the newcomer, you ask? what is inside this mysterious bowl? what is percy doing with the contents of this bowl? well shut the fuck up and i'll tell you. so he has a bowl next to him, right? inside of this light brown bowl is a mixture of crushed berries and a little water. the canine had found the bowl deep within the forest, just sitting next to a patch of wildflowers. a few days after finding the bowl, percival found an empty notebook. it was a little battered, yes, but the ball of fluff could work with it. he then mixed up the berry and water concoction, got it into the bowl, and was now writing in the notebook with it. he had scrawled "percival22" on one of the pages. if anyone asked why he had put "22" at the end of his name, he would claim the number was silent. yes, he was serious. yes, he was a little dull. at least he provided a bit of comic relief, am i right?

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]domestic chickens are not capable of long distance flight, so no. heavier domestic chickens aren't even capable of getting off of the ground, but if you have a lighter bird then it will only fly a short distance, or as you put it they are only capable of fluttering everywhere.

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]im not sure if i could do anything like that
    but i will try my best to incorporate a photo and such
    also it might take a day or so to complete if that's alright because my fancypost coding skills are a lil rusty

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]im not secretly a dragon i AM a dragon
    but yeah i am preparing to eat a whole pan of mac and cheese rn so i probably am some sort of strange little bear creature

    [justify][font=arial][color=black][size=7pt]Name • Pizzakit - Pizzapaw - Pizzaparlor
    Gender • Female
    Sexuality • Pansexual
    AppearanceBasic - A brown tabby with green eyes.
    Advanced - As a kit, Pizza will be pretty damn awkward. She'll stumble on her large paws, have an exceptional amount of chub on her figure, and a few stray tufts of brown fur will always stick up no matter how much grooming she goes through, causing her overall appearance to be in a disarray. A silly grin will always be found on her face, though, because when Pizza sees herself through green optics she'll always think of herself as beautiful. Her messy pelt is a light shade of brown, almost caramel like, with faded dark brown stripes trailing across her back and sides. The kit's eyes, previously mentioned to be colored green, are fairly light with darker flecks that are a sort of pine tree needle shade dancing around her pupil. Her whiskers are of a medium length, not too long and not too short, while her legs are a different story. Pizzakit will always be unnaturally taller than her peers, which she will view as a *ing radical trait. Her nose is a shade of dark pink, almost red but leaning more towards salmon. When she becomes an apprentice, Pizza will begin losing her chub and start evening out. A more slender figure will begin to accompany Pizza while her usual chubby figure will be tossed aside. Her legs will get even longer and her face will become smoother as if it were the final draft of a story that had been worked on for years. When she becomes a warrior, nothing will have really changed besides a few small things. The joyful shine in her eyes that stayed for her kithood and apprenticeship will fade to tired glint. The usual goofy grin will turn into a mere flash of half of a smile whenever someone greets her.
    Personality • Pizzakit acts like your typical skater girl. She uses 90's slang, thinks of herself as a rad gamer girl, and seems to feign ignorance to annoy people. Despite this, Pizza is actually quite intelligent. She immerses herself in literature, whether it is her reading it or actually writing it herself. This skater act may be believable, but her default personality is just a front. Pizzakit is actually very insecure, believing herself to be worthless and not good enough for others. This may partially stem from the fact that she was born without a sense of smell. She usually sings under her breath and the lyrics are strangely good for something that she makes up on the spot. She is also a big flirt most of the time. Whenever she spots a cute person, she will talk to them and try to impress them with cheesy pick up lines. It usually doesn't work.

    [justify][color=black][font=arial][size=7pt]i like welcome to night vale, homestuck, gravity falls, off, and some episodes of doctor who
    those are the only fandoms im really active in