Posts by billy.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]The little demiboy had left ColouredClan less than two weeks ago. He was a danger to himself, wandering all by his lonesome. He needed a group to keep him stable, at least for the moment. Part of him wanted to go back to ColouredClan, however he was scared. He would probably be shunned for leaving; no doubt he was demoted. Everyone would probably hate him.

Shaking his head, the ex Bodyguard Initiate found his way to the border of the Knights of Eden. His October orange gaze slid towards the towering castle a way in front of him. He sat down, a few paces away from the border so as not be confused with an intruder, and hugged his scarred legs in closer to him. He drew in his breath, waiting for someone to approach.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Name and business. A call so familiar to him that he almost didn't answer. He was so used to being on the other side, administering the question, not answering. He blinked big orbs, staring at the femme, taking her in. His heart thudded as his mouth opened and closed, like a fish out of water, the words unable to come out. He closed his eyes and took in a rather deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"B-B-Billy Bibbit. I'm here to j-join." The stammering Billy answered, mentally scolding himself. He was such an idiot. He couldn't even say his name right for Chirstsakes! Shrugging the rather invasive thought out, the charcoal Bengal tabby waited for Poisoned to accept him. Or deny him; he only assumed this place had an auto-acceptance policy. He offered the others a light smile.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy? An ass? Hardly. The domestic did what he was told, obeyed the rules, and tried to please everyone. It was quite annoying, at least for him. But still, he did as he did, even if it wreaked havoc on his mental state. He offered Poisonedremedy a shy smile before rising to his rather large paws.

"Th-thank you." Billy said, tripping over his words. That was definitely hard to get past -- how the kid constantly stuttered and stammered. He did it for as long as he could remember; his first words were 'm-m-mamma', which said a lot, truthfully. The striped felidae give his fur a quick shake, his pumpkin visionaries locked on the visible parts of the castle. So this was his new home, hmm? He released a nervous sigh. He didn't want to get readjusted to a new life, a new place to live. But hey, it was the only thing he could do.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy's head was spinning. For the past few hours, he explored his new territory, taking in the sights and people around him, and his mind swelled up with new information. It was scary, really. Part of him longed to go back to ColouredClan and hope they'd accept him back with open arms, however he wouldn't. He'd left of his own accord and would probably be seen as a coward. He didn't want to go back and be thought of as such.

So, at least for the time being, his new home was the Knights of Eden. They seemed a lot nicer than most people back in his old home, which was nice. Hopefully they weren't just putting up a facade. The anxious demiboy took a seat, twitching his bobbed tail. "Meet and gr-greet?" Stammered the newcomer.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]tracking uou

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]i just joined but!! i'll probably participate with #openthreadbilly !

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy should've just walked, should've left as soon as he caught sight of the unfathomably angry canine. But no, he couldn't bring himself to leave. As they said -- curiosity killed the cat. The charcoal Bengal found himself towards the back of the crowd, swiping his sandpaper tongue across his maw nervously as he watched the scene unfold.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]The domestic feline watched as the male approached and offered him a smile, even if he couldn't see it. At his question, Billy bobbed his head up and down. "Yeah, I'm s-settling in w-w-w--" he frowned at himself, cutting his words short. "Sc-screw it." He mumbled to himself, not able to get the word "well" out of his maw. He clenched his teeth together, shaking the thought off. "Th-thank you." He continued, twitching his bobbed tail.

As the wordless caracal approached, another smile twitched at his thick lips. Maybe he was mute or something? Or just didn't want to talk to the stuttering mess of a cat. Both were likely. "I'm Billy B-Bibbit." He introduced, dipping his head.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify](( feel better!! ))

Hearing the call, Billy trotted over. He quite enjoyed the game; he'd played a few times back in ColouredClan. He shrugged the thought off, not wanting another wave of nostalgia to take over. "I'll p-play." He said, smile on his face. It would definitely be a good way to get to know everyone. Hearing Atomickit's question, he blinked orange eyes. He didn't know what truth or dare was? The game was rather self-explanatory. Whatever.

"A g-game where you p-p-pick truth or dare. If y-you pick truth, someone asks y-you something and you answer. I-if you pick d-d-dare, they d-dare you to do something." Stuttered the bicolored demiboy with a light nod. Hopefully he explained that decently. And if not, surely someone would correct him.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify](( lmao yeah i couldn't stay away for too long whoops ))

As a sudden influx of unfamiliar creatures approached, Billy swallowed a lump in his throat. He bit down on his lip, taking in all of the faces. He'd been away from a large group for only a few weeks, but everything had changed. He had become accustomed to being by himself; this was so... strange. He had to get readjusted to clan life -- er, Knight life...?

Billy Bibbit's orange visionaries landed on the mute femme who simply held up a sign, a judgmental scowl etched into her cream features. He simply flashed her a weary smile, feeling her eyes bore into him. Gee, that was comforting, he thought anxiously. A sigh built up in his lungs, burning in his chest before he released it.

The demiboy's attention shifted over towards the snickering cream feline. Oh god, what had he done now? The striped domestic cat's teeth ground into each other, thoughts whirring in his mind. This wouldn't happen if I was dead, the grim realization arose in his mind. However it was soon pushed aside as the peeled citrus fruit was shoved at him. He gave it a quizzical look before glancing back up at Osamu. "Th-thanks," he muttered, skin burning beneath his fur.

Then there was the oddly-colored primate. Billy tried not to stare, however he'd never seen an albino chimp before. It was kind of hard not to. He blinked, offering the mammal a sheepish grin. He opened his mouth to speak when the alabaster wolf took the words right out of his mouth.

Oh, he recognized her. She was the mean one, right? The one that freaked out and wreaked havoc and rudeness. She scared him, truth be told. She reminded him of Mania, someone he was glad to get away from. Rude, the newcomer scolded himself. That was a horrible thing to be glad for, he thought with a light frown.

And, again, before he could speak, two others approached. nothing stood out about the duo, except the femme -- Hazel, rather -- said something he wasn't familiar with. A look of confusion graced his features, but was soon replaced with a smile once more.

"N-nice to meet you all. B-B-Billy Bibbit."
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy was never too interested in bugs. They didn't scare him, they were just.... unimportant. He never had a bad run in with one -- save the occasional wasp or bee, so he left them alone. But he was curious; so the demiboy approached, blinking orange visionaries. "I'll c-come." He stammered with a light smile.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Oh lord. Billy had escaped to the Knights of Eden to avoid just this. Hearing his name screamed by a very familiar voice, the demiboy's ears flattened against his head. Oh, God. Part of him wanted to turn tail and run, however he knew she'd just find him. She found him here, after all.

So the striped feline slunk over, skin burning beneath his fur. He opened his mouth to speak, however words were likened to the things of mythical tales -- they alluded him. "I'm s-s-s-sorry." He whispered after awhile.

// rushed sorrY!!

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy slammed his eyes shut as the femme rushed towards him, expecting her to lash out on him physically. However, much to his surprise, she wrapped her arms around him, her face in his shoulder. Tears sprung at his eyes as she began speaking, her voice muffled by his fur.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry," he croaked again, the phrase the only thing he could vocalize at the moment. "I d-d-didn't mean t-to leave, I was c-c-c--" the words were caught in his throat, as if they were real, physical items chocking him.

Billy listened to the news with ears flattened against his head. Dear God, had that much really happened in the short time of his disappearance. "I'm s-s-s-s--" he began once more, echoing his previous thoughts. "I w-w-wanted to say b-bye, b-b-but I was afraid everyone w-would think I w-was weak and sp-sp-spineless for getting c-caught." He whispered, tears still springing from his orange eyes.

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]"Room f-for one m-more?" Came the call of the stammering feline as he approached with a meek grin. He quite enjoyed truth or dare. Come to think of it, he never really played; he only sat there and watched the events go down. They were few and sparse -- most called and more than a few answered, but in the end the game never got anywhere. Maybe that was just a ColouredClan thing. Blinking the thought off, the demiboy took a spot in the circle.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy, in all of his time, had met a few mute creatures who communicated through writing. It was a shame he couldn't read very well. Practice made perfect though, right? "I'm Billy B-Bibbit." He said, tripping over his words with a light smile.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy had a lot on his mind, however that was probably expected of the newcomer. Thoughts of his old life came to him, nagging ideas of leaving the Knights of Eden and rejoining ColouredClan gnawing at him. But he liked it here -- at least for the moment. It was a lot different, however everyone seemed nice. Nice enough, at least; he had a few run-ins with some ruder members, but he supposed there would be a few bad eggs in every group. Blinking his orange optics, the demiboy's jaw stretched open as a yawn split through the quietness of the castle.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]It would appear Billy was late to the party. Oh well. The timid little demiboy approached, carefully inspecting the seemingly happy-go-lucky Glitchedpaw. "I'm B-B-Billy Bibbit." He said, offering the male a sheepish smile. He didn't care much for meet and greets; they were strange and rather formal and forced. He preferred meeting people on his own time, but hey. He wasn't one to ignore a call.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Billy approached rather nervously. Blind dating? He and love didn't really go well together. Pushing those thoughts aside, he timidly nodded his head. Besides, it didn't necessarily have to be romantic, right? It could just be like a platonic date -- if those were a thing.

name - billy bibbit
appearance - charcoal bengal tabby w/ orange eyes

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]Mass meet and greet? Billy had participated in one before, however it had been a little more complex. This one was easier to navigate around. "Billy B-Bibbit." Stammered the Bengal with a blink of his orange optics. He glanced around at the others that had introduced themselves, taking in their names and faces. He had met a few of the gathered members before, so that was pleasant; less work for him.
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#openthreadbilly

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-align: justify]// you're fine haha

Billy leaned into Impavid's hug more, now almost positive that she wouldn't lash out. A chocked sob caught in his throat, as if it were a physical item that was trying to free itself from his vocal chords. "I d-d-don't wanna r-r-risk it." He murmured, his orange eyes squeezed shut in a mega museless post.