Posts by MAXIMILIAN

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Well, what'd'ya' know?

It appeared that good ol' Max had indeed found his way to the growing Mansion of Versailles. Perhaps he had lost his way a couple times -- okay, maybe more than a couple -- but here he was, Max the Million! And though his broad white paws were stained with days of journey and his thick coat was quite distressed, the young tom still had a relatively good mannered expression on his face.

Max paused as he entered the territory, looking upon it with a glint of content in his amber eyes. Yes and yes and yes-- he had found the place ( finally ).
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Max's amber gaze switched from it's content onlooking to the members of the mansion gathering about and a haphazard grin crashed over his expression. It was a warm smile, a trait he possessed himself, but there was an unpolished feel to it, a wicked gleam-- a bit like the lily-white tom's appearance at the moment.

[b]"Maximilian, but they call me Max." Max's grin slipped into a polite up-turn of the maw as he spoke to the Noble and took a step forward as he delved into his explanation. "I'm new around here, figured I should settle down. Perhaps you have room?" His gaze shifted back to the others and to a female who extended her greeting, giving a nod. "Hullo'." He offered.
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If anything, Max was a bit taken aback by Ashton's.. rude? No, it wasn't rude-- more curt -- response. He was a pretty friendly guy, ya know'? And he certainly hadn't to imply that "them" was an entity. Turn of phrase, as they call it.

[b]"Oh, well thank you much-- and nice to meet you all." He offered a smile, discarding his initial startled response. He surely didn't need to pick a fight in his first ten minutes. His attention shifted to McIlhenny for a fleeting moment, "What a name! I don't think I've heard that one before." Indeed, it was quite a name and it was quite eye catching.

In correlation to Rudy's inquiry, Max had thought it over and come to a decision. "I believe that'd be alright." His grin extended to the ocelot. He'd had a few nicknames in his young time, but Maxy was a new one.
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Herbs, had she said?

Well, Max certainly didn't know anything about herbs but he tagged along anyway. Couldn't hurt, right?
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Max was having a fairly normal day. He'd just joined recently himself and was out for a bit of exploring-- until he heard the pounding of paws and a worried voice. He paused mid-sniff at an evergreen, tilting his dewey pink nose from it's leaves to the scent of the two.. no, now three. He recognized two vaguely-- hadn't they been there when he arrived?-- and the other.. well, the other puzzled him.

The lily-white tom crossed the clearing and shuffled through some undergrowth until he arrived on the other side, where the three came into view. One look at the newcomer and he knew all was not right. He looked young, perhaps around Max's age, and he seemed a little rough around the edges. With a hurried step, he padded up behind Esther Bea and McIlhenny. He peeked over them to watch the stranger's response, brow coming together in a tense wrinkle.
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Max trotted in quickly, slipping into a good position in the rear left corner. He'd heard of the deaths that recently occurred, though he hadn't known them. Nevertheless, he still felt rather glum for his new group. With a contemplative waft of his plumy tail, he perked his ears and settled in.
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[size=8]Oof. It seemed it was Max's time to go again.

It wasn't their fault-- oh, certainly not! He quite enjoyed his time in the mansion, but kids like Max never stuck around for long. He was the youth that wisdom never bothered to dance with and perhaps that was what drove him away: his pure naivety. Trade a warm home for a life of uncertainty? Ha! I suppose that's adolescence for you.

Where would he go? Well, he didn't know that quite yet, but the lily-white tom had a knack for landing butter-side up. And even then, as he padded away from his temporary home, he had that look of teen arrogance, begging to be smacked off.

Max paused as he took his last steps in the Mansion of Versailles, throwing an amber glance over his shoulder. "Thank you," He called, the warmth of a fool bleeding through bloated vowels. "You've got quite a place here." He grinned, haphazard and tilted and messy, and waved a final goodbye. "I wish you luck!"

He didn't offer anything more-- didn't pretend to know them like blood siblings. He did not know them, truly, so why act as if he had? They were kind and they were welcoming and they had suffered so much loss in the last couple days, they certainly did not need a bothersome young kid pouring false promises of love and admiration.

He kept on, naive pink pads dampening against wet grass. The final plume of his white tail disappeared behind a crowd of undergrowth and Max the Million, Max who still thought the world was full of things to be seen and lands to conquer, was gone.
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gah--

i can't quite figure out where to put Max x-x

he was in the Mansion of Versailles but i didn't think it suited him right and now i'm stumped. do you guys have any suggestions for a good, medium-paced backboard clan?

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Well, wasn't this place nice?

The lily-white tom made his way into their territory, plumy tail swishing pleasantly in his wake. He hadn't come far-- well, maybe he had. He wasn't quite sure how long he had been traveling-- but he felt rather content in finding this place to settle. His former home, Versailles, hadn't suited him but he hoped this place might fit him better.

Well, he wasn't quite sure how long he'd be staying. He was the youth, after all, and he wanted to see things! He left Versailles to [i]see and do. What he really hoped for was experience, something to tell in his old age-- perhaps the Royals would give him something to remember.

[b]"Hello!" He called.[/fancypost]

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