omg all of these ships are amazing!
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RIGHT
INEFFABLE We're just being weirdos smh
Murican&Psychotic!Hemmings
this makes so much sense cause he's Australian but whatever you know,
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new person smell
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she's either Gemini or Aries
or Scorpio
Cimmerican
wait which american
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GEmini yes
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"Alright, alright. All my fault. You do have insurance, right?" He was joking. It was kinda obvious with Luke, since he was always joking. Unless he says he's joking. Then he's definitely not joking. Well, this has gone a little out of hand, hasn't it? The Australian waggled his butt a little, just so Florence could get scared and hurry the fuck up. "I say we go down to the cellar. I haven't explored it yet. You?"
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"Well, that's new. But not totally unwelcome, since I've got worse nicknames going on," he pointed out with a slight exasperation. The humor in his eyes betrayed him, though. He honestly didn't mind all the nicknames-- it was a good thing. He hadn't heard many British accents before, but Jemma's was definitely the most discernible by far.
Crumpets were a British thing, too; it was kind of ironic in its sense. "Oh and-- to answer your question, no, not really. Though I have been called Blondie and Breadstick, if it helps. That-- that probably doesn't help. God, don't mind me. While you guys are here, could you do me a favor? Our Clan is holding a few events soon, so it'd be great if you could relay the message to your leader and ask if BloodClan can participate in them. It's a party, I think."
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Predictably, the blonde Australian made himself known by almost tripping over himself, but that was irrelevant. Trying to recover from the little blunder, he crossed over to the two girls, curious as to what they were doing. It didn't seem like much-- just a casual chat, perhaps? "Hey guys, what's up on this fine day?" He had no idea why he was talking like that, but alright. Whatever floats his boat.
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Clwan
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She's constantly like
"I didn't ask for this smh heaven"
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"Of course! Even though you were already my friend," he grinned cheekily. He didn't think it was odd that she'd ask this-- the tabby was fully aware of how difficult it must be for Kitten to make friends. He was glad she trusted him, though. That counted for a lot in his heart.
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"What the hell--"
Luke yelled out as his foot caught and his entire body flopped down onto the ground. The duke groaned; if every patrol session warranted a new injury for him, then he'd much rather sit in his bedroom and not come out. Like seriously, what the actual fuck? The dude's got to have the worst luck out of anybody in this goddamned Clan. Breathing heavily, the crème male picked himself up and turned around to see what the cause of his downfall was.
It took a really hard squint, but...
Go-karts?
The black and yellow vehicle was embedded deep underneath some rubble, and he had no idea how in the world he'd failed to see that. It was literally bigger than him. Anyhow, it didn't look like it belonged to anybody-- well, not anymore. The duke padded over, and flung a piece of debris off the hood of it. From his line of vision, it was easy to tell that there were at least two more go-karts, spaced out under the rubble.
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Looking over Cimmerian's shoulder, the duke would wait for a reply. This kid didn't seem like someone who want intent on joining, since she was already shrouded with a prominent scent-- TidalClan? God, he'd remember that place anytime. It was great while he stayed there, though, that was for sure. He wondered how Lady was doing.
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hey sort of stranger ; - )
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Praise Tuke
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"Welcome to loony town," greeted the fluffy Australian as he made himself present, his appearance probably betraying the serious tone of his voice. It was proving to be harder and harder for him to have a straight face at all these days-- he wondered if it was all of his friends rubbing their inaneness on him. Oh, who was he kidding? "I'm Luke."
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"I can't heeeeeaaaarrrr youuuuuu," yelled the duke from his perch on the bed, grinning to himself. He knew how it was for Michael when he got bored-- it was terrible. He practically had to keep doing things, because getting bored was just not acceptable. Well, for Luke, he liked teasing Michael.
He waited for a little while just to make his buddy a little more frustrated, and then jumped off from the bed. The Aussie trotted towards the door jovially, and opened it with a blaring HEY MICHAEL before launching himself onto the onyx feline.
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The broad-shouldered tom giggled as he was shoved off onto his rump, his Carolina blues twinkling with amusement. He watched as Michael righted himself as well, and decided to raise his question. "What the hell did you think I was doing in there, man?" It wasn't as if he was doing anything explicit in there-- well, if sleeping was considered M Rated, then damn, he was guilty.
Giving his best pal a lopsided grin, he'd let a brooding expression cross his face. "Hmm, let's see... You wanna go upstairs? Explore the rooms you couldn't explore last time, y'know." There were a lot of vacant rooms left in the mental hospital, that was true. As much as the thought of exploring in the dark terrified him, he had Michael.
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"'Sup, Mikrowave?" The duke greeted cheekily as he made his way over, interest flickering in his baby blue visionaries. They were getting a lot more ideas lately, which was definitely recommendable. He honestly couldn't ask for better community-- everyone was closely bonded, and comfortable with each other. The pierced fawn domestic sat down on his rump, and curled his tail around his paws. "Throw it at me."
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my phone is on silent
but then again nobody calls me so
I'd actually be scared if anyone did
ALSO
BADGES R UP SO GO GET EM CHUMS
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OH MY GOD
SUCH A CRACKSHIP BUT SO GOOD HOLY
IM CRYING
"Hey, doll"
"I'll doll your ass"
