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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake's emerald-hued eyes brightened a bit at the sight of the small lynx, relieved that someone showed up. He had been hoping it wasn't unoccupied, and his wish had been granted! "Salutations, miss Maggie!" He said cheerfully, yet tiredly, at her introduction, dipping his head with a toothy grin.
"I am known as Jake English! And indeed, I would be delighted to join your ranks, if you all would have me!" He continued on, dipping his head once again. He prayed that they would have him.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake was overjoyed to finally have gotten some rest. It had been so long since he had been able to rest his paws! His first night here of sleep had felt like bliss. He even had a nice dream, one containing food and friends. That had been a dream he was delighted to have experienced.
He now laid in the main camp, tearing into his breakfast. Christ, it had been so fucking long since he had a decent meal. He was in heaven.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] here u go!!
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] sure thing!! who makes??
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] thank u!!
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake had noticed her a bit too late. He looked up from his meal, licking his jaws, only to see her, the one so kind to him at his joining, fearful. Fearful of something he was doing. He glanced around nervously, before pinpointing it to his food. Oh, God, he had upset her! He could be so incredibly stupid!
"I-I'm sorry," He choked out, tossing the prey away, unsure of whether he should approach her. "I'm so bloody sorry, I didn't realize that I-I would upset you. I'm sorry."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake was never one to admit weakness, especially when it was something small as a scratch. A scratch he did, indeed, have, but he hadn't had it tended for. For a long time. It just wouldn't heal! He truly hoped it wasn't infected. Infection would not due while he was still tired.
Despite his tiredness, he had went out for an adventure around the territory. After all, he had had a small nap, certainly he was a bit better now! His attention was caught by a bird, sitting on the ground, and he began to try and stalk it. After all, he had to be useful! Sadly, he missed, and let out a small hiss as it flew away. A jolt of pain surged through his foreleg where the cut was as he landed funny, and he hissed again.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake wasn't even aware of the civil war that had just ended here, and was not aware of a Lily. Therefore, he decided to stay behind, finding a seat near Solarflare. "Best of luck to you all!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake's grin only widened as more people came to greet him. Oh, joy, there were more then this fine young lady here! Perhaps he could make friends with a few of them, if he was lucky. "It's quite nice to meet you all!" He said cheerfully, and wobbled a bit in place.
He was so exhausted, and yet, he protested. "Oh! Truly, I'm not all too tired, I assure you. I'll survive! Though some food would be ripsnorter, thank you!" Ripsnorter. It seemed like Jake was going back to his old habit of saying odd, old words.
((heck yeh i remember u!! hey man!! :0
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] throws myself in2 the homestuck trash can
jake english is a part of the tribe of many storms, and is a merchant-in-training there. he's a short brown marbled tabby w/ emerald-green eyes. he's rather oblivious, flighty, and likes to challenge people to 'fisticuffs' (even tho hes a HUGE BABY), n very loyal.
he's open 2 everythin but litters, maim, kill, or capture.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] sjit ive been found
yeah sure!! who makes??
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] "Malarkey! I don't require any bedeviling sleep." Again with the strange words. Jake didn't realize that nobody said these things anymore. Honestly, he sounded like an old man, despite only being apprentice age. He blinked at Maggie's question, then chuckled. "My dear ol' gram, bless her heart, watched many old human films. I suppose they taught me these dadblasted words!"
He nodded gratefully to Sutton, before scoffing. "Darn it all, I don't really believe I need carrying, my good chap!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake's eyes widened at her apology, and he shook his head quickly. "No, no! It's my fault, I had no everfriggin' clue that I would upset you!" He insisted, wiping at his maw as he felt the blood start to harden. "I apologize, my dear, I had not an idea! Ah, one day into my stay, and I'm already hurting somebody!"
He sighed, averting his emerald eyes to the ground. "I'm so friggin' sorry."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] aaaaaaaaa!!!! thank u!!!!
thank u so much!!
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake loved adventuring, that much he was certain of. Who didn't love the feeling of charting new lands? Someone crazy, in his mind, perhaps. Even though his adventuring had gotten him lost for two months, it had been fine in the end! After all, he had found the Tribe of Many Storms by doing that!
Jake had been running around through the rogue and loner lands. It was such a spacious place! He hadn't noticed Henri at all, and ended up tripping on air and falling flat on his face near him. "Everfriggin', dadblasted paws, I swear! It's malarkey!" He huffed to himself, beginning to get up.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake's ears pricked at the sound of a voice greeting him, and his head swiveled to Will. Ah, yes, this had been one of the fellows that had greeted him at his joining! "Greetings, my good fellow!" He said cheerfully back at him, then sighed, nodding.
"It truly is a ripsnorter of a day! Just my everfriggin' luck that I would miss, though." He chuckled dryly, then looked down at his leg. "Oh! A while back I got a bit of a scrape, but egad, I'm sure it's nothing to worry about!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake's attention swivled to the Emperor, and he chuckled a bit, averting his eyes. He never realized that people spoke differently then he did, but he supposed it was alright. "Ah! I'm just ripsnorter, thank you for asking, my good fellow." He waved a paw dismissively. "Though, egad, it'd be much more fun if I didn't trip all the darned time!"
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] ((i just wanted to write jake talking tbh,,,,
Jake was a kind person, really. After all, it showed with all of his interactions from people! That is, until someone upset him. And in this case, himself had upset him. He had been exploring the territory again, and went to go into camp, humming a tune under his breath when WHAM! Off he goes, tripping on air and tumbling down to ground, face first.
"Pardon me but do I LOOK like some trollycar bellwether toiling in the heart of the mustache belt from the ruff 'n' tumble year of nineteen aught nine?" He grumbled to himself as he got up, trying to brush the dust from his fur.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] "Great Caesar's ghost, I'm just everfriggin' dandy!" Jake huffed, a scowl coming across his maw. It was obvious he was definitely beating himself up for his small mistake, just as he usually did. "I've done and coldcocked myself, cheese and fucking crackers!"
He sighed deeply, closing his emerald-hued eyes for a moment. "I dearly apologize for my outburst of sorts."
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;] Jake didn't swear, not when it was unnecessary. He felt bad for his little outburst. He sighed again, opening his eyes and pressing his ears to his skull. "Again, I apologize for my cussing. That was highly inappropriate of me to do so." Gram taught him so much better! Jeez, he was bad.
"I should be just fine, I'm quite sure! Just this blasted leg of mine is acting truly foul and I can't seem to stop tripping while it's still healing up and such." He sighed again, averting his eyes.