Goldenpaw
Moving-"Speaking"-Thinking
Only speaks Japanese. [RPer uses Google Translate]
Oh dear, Megan isn't hear. Goldenpaw tries to remember the words she taught herself from a book. "I.. Re-a-v-n-g" Her accent sounds a bit off, but it's the best she can do to say "I'm leaving"
Translation:
A white cat with a blue hoodie climbs the steps towards Blizzardclan. The cat has black markings on his fur to give the apparence of a skeleton with black eyes. Grinning calmly, the cat stops near the top of the stairs. *Yo, uh.. I'd like to join this clan. He speaks, his voice deep and nonchalant.
Sans closes one eye in a wink, still with that same grin. *I'm Sans. It's Ice to meet ya. He chuckles. Not one of his best puns, but this place is called Blizzardclan.
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Sans is already thinking of pawtastic puns. *Sure. Just don't get lost. That would be pawful. He jokes, his grin widening slightly. The cat climbs to the top of the steps, standing next to the husky.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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*Hey, kid. Purrfect timing. Comes the meow of Sans, as the cat seemingly comes out of nowhere. The white skeleton looking cat gives a wink to the kitten, grinning as always.
*So, kid, don't you know how to greet a new friend? He adds, lifting up one paw to offer a handshake. Oh, right, he forgot about the whole "name and business" thing.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Heh, a web of jokes! Neat. *Better than a web of yokes. Sans mumbles, chuckling to himself. Opening both eyes, he grins at the other, holding out a paw for a handshake. *Nice to meet ya, Muffet.
//why does everyone add the surrname dreemurr?! Not everyone is part of the family!
Unless they actually are in this universe. XD
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
[/size]
Sans tries to contain his laughter as the kitten shakes his paw. He had a tiny woopie coushin to make a fart noise. Ah, classic. As the kit introduces himself, the older cat smiles. *My name is Sans. And, yeah, this is Blizzardclan. I guess you can join. Pretty sure there's some kind of auto-acceptance thing here. He says lightly, his voice nonchalant as always.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Sans shrugs lightly in response. *A tour would be nice. Then I could use my shortcuts. The cat says calmly. Yeah, shortcuts. That's totally normal.
//whoa, I wish I knew about this sooner!
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Hardly a day here and Sans had already found a way to set up a centre station of some kind. Dont even ask how he got the snow there! Or even if its real. He has Mustard and ketchup under the table, along with hotdogs and even a few hotcats as backup. You know, just in case.
*Anyone want a hotdog? First one is free! The skeleton looking cat calls out. He won't mention that the second one goes on your head. That's the surprise.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Aye, look, its the husky! *Alright, more for me. Just don't worry that you'll get fat, kid. You're just a little husky. The cat jokes, making a pun about the dog breed. Grabbing the ketchup bottle, he drinks some of it while his other paw moves to grab a hotdog. While the dog is distracted, the punny cat will put the sausage on his head.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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*Who said it was human food? Sans chuckles, lifting up a hotdog in one paw. In comical fasion, he made it look like it has a face. Ears perking up slightly, the jokester puts it on the dog's head and somehow manages to get it to stay.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
[/size]
Sans keeps his grin, but his eyes seem to show something of worry or concern. The skeletal feline isn't used to being around this many others. He tries to keep up his happy appearence though, and just smiles. *Nice to meet you. He says to the two others who just approached.
/is there seriously a Sans, already?! Dang it. XD
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Sans puts a hotdog on a bun, squirts some ketchup on it and gives it to Cem. As the wolf walks over, the cat looks up and shrugs. *These dogs are hot enough to be models! He jokes, lifting up a paw to show one he put in a bikini just for this joke. His tail flicks back and forth as he chuckles at his own silly joke.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
[/size]
Sans looks at the ghost cat and seems slightly relieved. *Nice to meet you, Napstablook. He says with a warm smile, resisting the urge to make rhymes. He'd probably say something like, "nice tah meet yah, Napstah!" But he doesn't want to scare away the obviously shy ghost.
//seriously?! Dang it! I wish I had known before doing this. XD
Well, I'll be the best! *epic pose*
And if not, I could always be Papyrus. ^^
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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The white skeleton patterned cat walks over with a yawn, still grinning. Meet and greet? Fun! Hmm.. Meet.. Meat.. *Hey, I'm Sans. I would make a pun, but I wanna meet it first. He chuckles, his deep voice dragged down by sleep. It's true, he loves to play pranks and make hotdogs. But sleep is so much better.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
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Sans pads over with his usual grin. *Aye, congrats, Muffet. The cat mumbles, not bothering to make a pun. He's actually quite glad that Muffet is promoted. She deserves it!
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
[/size]
Somethings off. Sans could've sworn there was someone with a fake leg, wandering around. Plus, there's a stale scent, lingering in some parts of the camp. *That ain't good.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
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[size=36pt]Sans ❥[/size]
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*Don't worry kid, I know you can do it. No bones about it!
[/size]
Padding over to the crash, comes the inactive Sans. *Whoa, don't get ahead of yourself, kid. The feline comments, with a slight chuckle. Ignoring the plane itself and the corpses, he's thinking of puns.
[size=7pt][glow=black,2,300]*I got a ton of work done today! A skele-ton. By the way, I joined a band. Guess what instrument I play? The trombone![/glow][/size]
Boneclan. Bone clan.... That has a nice ring to it! Hopefully they use bones as cool weapons or something. A fairly big, black mouse runs up to the boarder. It has a pure white face, with strange black eyes that have white dots for pupils. It could be some medical disorder or it could be because this mouse is basically the embodiment of chaos. He sits up and pauses, wondering if he should cross the boarder or not.
//eeh, sucky post.
"The name's Chaos! I'd like to join Boneclan. By the way, quick question, do you have walls and towers made of bones? Or is it just the name?" His voice seems fairly normal for a mouse. You'd probably expect him to squeak for cheese or something. The creature turns his white face to look at the one who called him cute. "Don't even think about hugging me. " He mumbles, pointing with a tiny finger. The creature is kind of hoping that someone asks about him being a mouse. Then the real fun begins!
