Posts by suno

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Hello, Intaspendal, and welcome to WCRPG! I'm Suno. If you need any help, please feel free to message me; you can do that by clicking the first little icon under my avatar/profile image. To answer your recent question about freshkill, it's basically the online currency this site uses. You can purchase Pets in the Virtual Pet Game, (click here to go there), or you can also purchase art, graphics, fancyposts, camps, etc. from other members. I'll post more information on each of those things below in separate spoilers.

To earn freshkill, you can sell the things I had listed, or post. The longer your posts are each, the more freshkill you get from them, and the more you can buy! (=
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]There you are! You have to put the background color code as the first code in the line, and the opacity was actually showing up. It was just set to the max, '1.00', making it the full color and not really translucent.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Here you go! To make fancyposts side by side, you need to input the code located below. I also hope it's alright that I lengthened the lowest grey box so that it fit! If you want to change the width of it, you probably already know how, but just adjust the width number lower to make the box horizontally shorter.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]To prevent text from leaving the box, add 'overflow: auto' in the coding of the fancyposts. You have to put it in for each separate fancypost that you want text to not leave the box. Adding this code makes it so that, once the box has been filled up with text, it will create a scrolling bar so you that you can scroll and read all the words in that one box.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Rabbitear
Cottoncoat
Bunnyburrow

I tried to make the names seem a bit more.. Traditional. These were difficult to think of, as I'm no expert on either rabbits or mythology/folklore. I was considering including some loner names, but I couldn't quite muster any, so I'll probably be adding more warrior names if anything. Hopefully I could help, either way!

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]I'm dittoing Marshall Lee here. The absence of a semicolon or colon where it's needed can rid of the scroll, and could possibly throw off the entire coding of a fancypost in the case of lacking a semicolon. If it's still a bit confusing or isn't working, then definitely post the code.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]The albino was keeping to herself, salmon eyes fixed on her coffee and light pink lips pressed together in silence, pale ivory hair falling around her face in long strands. Olivia's hands were cupped around the warm, milk colored glass, before she lifted it yet again and allowed the toasty liquid to spill into her lips. Lifting her muted coral optics as she rarely did, she let them wander about the residents of the café, listening to the soft jingle the bell above the door played as people gently pushed it open, either exiting or entering.

Her eyes caught hold of a particularly angry looking woman, with slick ebony hair pulled into a tight bun and a straight posture. The lady's lips were tugged into a bitter frown, brown eyes cold and calculating as she stepped into the café in black heels. Olivia's gaze trailed after her as she firmly approached a man sitting at a table, frustration on his face seen and his fingertips pressed into his temples, brown hair somewhat dull and eyes squeezed shut, though it seemed he was fully aware of the woman as she pulled out a chair and sat down.

Olivia quickly averted her salmon gaze, listening as to the two began to stir an argument. By the sounds of things, they had been discussing this elsewhere and was merely continuing it, but it had ended with the two shouting their fumes at one another, stress in their voices. By then, the café had fallen silent, aside from the duo, and many's chairs were turned and watching the embarrassing scene, occasionally glances of disbelief passed to one another by the scenario. [color=pink]"Who would ever fight like this in public? I would never have the nerve!" Olivia heard a girl whisper. [color=lightblue]"They need to take this shit somewhere else," Grunted a boy from somewhere behind her, but the public fight played one, and the married couple were the center of attention in the café.

- rushed

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]Feeling a bit uncomfortable, Olivia shifted, soon rising from her seat. Rummaging through the wallet she kept in her jeans, she placed a few dollars on the table as a tip, sticking her pale hands into the pockets of her grey sweatshirt and slipping the hoodie over her head. Olivia wasn't an idiot.

She felt her fingertips lightly touch the pocketknife in her hoodie.

There was probably going to be some trouble with the mutants that were constantly roaming the city (it seemed like it, anyway), so she slipped out of the door and quietly and began a wary stroll down the street. Passing a variety of people, she felt more and more cautious, and a bit jumpy in all honesty. Hopefully there wouldn't be any.. Encounters, today. She had already embarrassed herself the previous day, to which she had seemed to quickly live down, but either way.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]( I was just using 'mutants' as another name for them, considering it's a synonym of 'monsters', and any non-human, non-animal is typically considered a mutant anyway. Oh, and I'll just make her a demigod. <3 )

Olivia carried along her way, inhaling a sharp breath before releasing it lightly. Manhattan seemed particularly busy, but it could've possibly felt that way to her because she'd really never had been surrounded by so much technology. The albino picked up the pace, slightly tucking her head deeper into her hoodie, picking her hands out of her pockets to pull the strings so that it covered her a bit more before pocketing them once again.

Soon, it began to grow darker, the sun easing into a set. Olivia's house was far from the area, though, so she stopped next to a damp street pole, cabs whisking past despite her present thumb.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]( Yeah, I think she'll know, to save time. ^^ Maybe Apollo, the God of Arts and Medicine(?). )

Waiting anxiously, night began to inch nearer and nearer, and she could feel her hand gripping the pocketknife eagerly. She was growing a bit annoyed, seeing as cabs were growing scarce, and when they did pass, they did just that. Passed. Letting out a defeated huff, she turned on her heels, starting home.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]This, naturally, startled the girl. As she was pulled aside, she acted on instinct and, somewhat gently, shoved him away from her, seeing as you couldn't be too careful. Clutching the knife, she pulled it out and flicked up the blade, pressing her thumb against a firm button on the side and pointing it in the direction of the Hellhound. Forcing the button down with her finger, a single blade was sent toward the creature, her salmon eyes trained coldly on the Hellhound.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]( Celestial bronze. )

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Olivia turned to him, taking a couple steps back, but tucking her weapon back into her pocket either way. Listening to his words, she released a breath through her nostrils, a cloud of chilly air released into the night. Eyes narrowed, her brows eventually furred. 'Startling'? A random Hellhound comes out of nowhere, she's pulled aside by a stranger, and kills it with a weapon she's supposed to have concealed at all times, and he's only startled? The casual hello caught her off guard a bit.

After a moment, she realized she was staring, turning her salmon gaze to the ground and placed her cold hands in the warmths of her pockets. [color=lightcoral][b]"U-Um. Hi." She responded flatly, voice almost a mumble.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 390px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]I can most certainly create a demon character to become his butler; it sounds like the role of a character I'd play. If you're wanting to go in order, though, then if you could save the spot that'd be great! uwu

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]It took her a moment to respond, nearly judgemental salmon eyes staring ahead into his dull ones, before she straightened a bit to stand at his height; if not, taller. [color=lightcoral]"I'm not telling you anything about me," Olivia said, cold and blunt. Giving him a final glare, she warily turned and started down the street at a quick pace, as if she was avoiding a robbery scene.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Not bothering to turn around, she was silent for a moment, before audibly calling, [color=lightcoral]"Track me down. Get your little gang to come and team up on me," She stopped in her tracks for a moment, before turning and harshly starting at him. [b][color=lightcoral]"It'll be funny to see it go down in flames."

Turning back, she kept walking.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white]Once again, she unsheathed the blade from her pocket and tapped her pointer finger against the tip, stopping for what she hoped was a final time. [color=lightcoral]"Why am I any of your business? What do you want?" For the first time, the albino turned, glared at him directly, and waited impatiently for an answer.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8]Oh? Crap, he was from camp? Lightning up a bit, she started her way back toward him, wary yet a bit calmer in her fuse. [color=lightcoral][b]"What cabin?" She inquired casually, depositing her weapon for around the third time into her pockets.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 420px; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://www.cursor.cc/cursor/21/2/cursor.png), auto;][font=arial][size=8][color=white][color=lightcoral]"Apollo." Olivia responded, slipping her hood off of her head to reveal the long, milky white hair that's tips curled around her back, salmon eyes now more visible. [color=lightcoral]"You've got a name, don't you? Mine's Olivia."