Posts by PASTELKISSES

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  • #imstillwithher ♡ alora's chat

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2]bae
    i'm actually 13 but apparently im like 16 so some people in this chat bec ause of my voice ? ? ? ? ? ? ?? ? ? ? ?? o h kay
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  • downtown hoppin' fences - private

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Pastelkisses considered this for a moment. "No, I'm not immortal, but I can gain extra lives by absorbing dying people's souls," she explained, saying the thing casually.


    //museless uvu


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  • I WAS SCARED OF PRETTY GIRLS | private, homura

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] "Only on Tuesdays," snorted the fae, looking down from her perch to find the source of the voice. Aah, Horuma. She hadn't interacted with her much, despite her being the former head paladin and now deputy. "What about you?"


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • When I was in the third grade... [p ; pastelkisses]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Pastelkisses blink at her question. "Aah, yes, in fact I do. Some of them are a bit rusty though," she admitted sheepishly. She hadn't used some of in them in forever, possibly from back in the Insignia. She ticked them off in her head, and she used her telepathy to speak to Spotpaw, 'I can do this, and uh.' Ooh, she had a good idea.


    //permission to use emotion manipulation? uvu


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  • i've no plans at|| private ||all to leave

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Now, at the direct mention of humans, Pastelkisses raised a non existent eyebrow. "You lived with humans? I thought humans disliked wolves, but okay. Were they.. nice?" It was a lame question to ask, but it was the only thing she could think of at the moment.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • a quiet lullaby ;; promos, demos, & probs

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2]Pastelkisses padded up. Her face was expressionless; almost as if the light had been sucked out of it. "Congratulations," she called out, her voice soft and monotone. Something had happened; but what? She sat in the back of the crowd, not particularly focusing on anything.


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  • SHE'S COOL WITH IT - OPEN

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Pastelkisses listened on; good, things were rolling. "I could hold a piercing day; I have the equipment in den if anyone is interesting in having their ears or faces pierced," she suggested mildly. Her eyes flicked from Celtic to Spot, then to Evergreen. Hm.


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  • I BET MY LIFE ON YOU - OPEN JOINING

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2]//sorry this is really late and could you? uvu
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  • When I was in the third grade... [p ; pastelkisses]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2]"You're gonna like this," chuckled the pink fae, and, with a blink of her eyes, she projected her emotion manipulation onto the female in front of her. She attempted to make her feel happy, since she did say she was feeling down earlier.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • i've no plans at|| private ||all to leave

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] The pink fae nodded, soaking up the words. "Well, I'm glad to hear that you got along. I would find it strange to live with humans; I wouldn't be comfortable around them, but that's just my opinion,"she rambled. Pastelkisses then realized the conversation was thrown onto her.
    Her heart hurt a little. She smiled weakly, and began, "I've seen many things. I usually don't like speaking of my past, but it's alright, I guess I can make an acceptation."
    "I was left on the border of the Insignia by my mother, a clan not too far away from here. Er, well, it used to not be far away from here. Back then it was called Cryptclan and they were known for the cannibalistic ways. I was taken in and raised by two lovely people; Chinook Casanova and Cerridwen Audene. I was raised there, and I became medicine cat apprentice in no time. We moved from the graveyard, our old home, to the abandoned cruise ship. I think they're at a railroad station at the moment. But before my promotion I got nervous. I didn't think I was good enough, and.. I ran away. To here, Blizzardclan. It was meant to be just a vacation, but it turned into a bigger thing."
    She didn't go into detail. She didn't go on about how her and Mosaicstar hated each other's guts, how she loved Crow, how she died of a broken heart. None of that was really relevant to the current conversation, but eh. Her heart ached.


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  • this isnt love the birdsongs ;; open -- changes } }

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Pastelkisses padded up, an annoyed look on her face. Okay, either the announcements needed to be organized and structured, or she just wasn't going to come. She didn't like to be called out of what she was doing to be dragged into another meeting that probably had to rhyme or reason. Couldn't she have just announced whatever it was on the other thread? A small sigh left the pink fae; she waited.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • downtown hoppin' fences - private

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] The girl nodded. "I've been through a ton of stuff," she murmured, her eyes glazing over. Memories resurfaced- wait, she remembered. She REMEMBERED. "I remember!" she yelled. A small piece floated to the top of her mind; her feelings about Crowtalon and her rivalry with Mosaicstar. Her smile faded a little, and she shifted her weight. "Well, that was.. interesting."


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • this isnt love the birdsongs ;; open -- changes } }

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Pastelkisses raised an eyebrow. Oh, that was unexpected. "Sure," she responded, shrugging her shoulders. Alright. Paladin. She could do this.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • Let's dance naked in the woods [p; pastelkisses] like witches

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] The pink fae hopped up, clearly excited. "Alrighty!" She made her way towards the entrance of the camp, and she awaited her friends presence.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • AINT IT FUNNY!? [ BLIZZARDCLAN HERB RAID ]

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] The paladin really thought this wasn't necessary, but oh well. As she slipped into the scene, her eyes flickered around. Oh. It seems like they had gotten some already. Seeing that people had already noticed her clanmates, she let out a sigh, and backed out of the camp.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • FAIR IS FAIR [ANNOUNCEMENT] IN LOVE AND WAR

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] "Bruh," grumbled the pink fae, "I can't grow a thing." She shoved her paws into the dirt, and waited. Nothing. "Although I do think this is quiet ridiculous, we still can't grow anything." Her eyes flickered from Darius to Ashikia.


    [color=transparent]#pastelblizzard

  • Maybe I Need [p] A Friend Too

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] A petite smile found its way onto her face. "Yes, I was very fortunate." Anomia then apologized for the short post because what even is muse.
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  • this isnt love the birdsongs ;; open -- changes } }

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent bordercolor=black borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; border-left: 5px; color: #8C8C8C][size=2] Wait. Clockpaw hadn't known about the demotions of the field medics? An angry sigh left the girl, but as they were re promoted she lay her fur down flat. Hm.