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  • Stressed out ;; open, m+g

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]While his role player had decided against making a joining thread cause she's lazy af, she wouldn't dare miss a meet and greet thread. Because of this, Blurry didn't know anyone, he felt lonely and lost. While the brass colored caracal wasn't the most effervescent character, he wasn't completely anti-social. "Uh, meet and greet anyone?" The feline asked, flicking an ebony tuffed ear.

  • Stressed out ;; open, m+g

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Blurryface looked at the dragon, a soft smile on his maw while he contained he urge to scream. I mean, come on! It's a DRAGON. Those things were hella cool. Greeting both Vulli, Sharkbait, and rainbowveins with a calm; "Hello. I'm Blurryface, but Blur or Blurry is fine." He made sure to dip his head to the heterochromic female who carried the high position.

  • Stressed out ;; open, m+g

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Blur got the telepathic message with a small jump. He wasn't expecting a voice in his head, but he didn't say that. Instead he turned to kamiku with a smile and nod. His attention was pulled from the telepathic fem as the dragon moved, watching it curiously, before looking over at Bittersweet. "Hello." the brass caracal said to the calico kindly.

  • GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY || open ; new body

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Where has Burryface been all his life? Obviously somewhere that's void of cool mythical creatures. He'd seen a dragon and now a unicorn what in the actual f*ck. "Cool body." muttered the caracal. "I-I uh, mean, nice transformation." He wanted to face palm.

  • turn back time ;; private

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]As awkward as Blurryface was, he's felt quite welcomed here in Sunclan. So far, he'd seen things he didn't know existed and he's met people of all sorts of personas. The diversity was pretty cool here. He would be quick to say that this was probably the best decision he's made in a while. While trailing the shoreline of the beach, he let the cold tongues of the ocean touch his paws, his own deep breathing his background noise.

  • LOST IN THE OPEN - Plot with King Boo

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Yo, so I have blur and i wanted to know if it would be okay to go through a plot? So, he's repressing the fact he's Bisexual, so could they have a thread, and blur like, form feelings for him, and get all confused and shiz. If not, just a friendly thread?

  • turn back time ;; private

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Upon hearing his name he lifted his gaze to the familiar alabaster she-cat he'd met not long ago. "Oh, yeah, Rainbowveins?" He greeted softly, his voice a bit hesitant as he said the heterochromic female's name. He took a second to process her question before answering; "Sunclan is pretty nice. It's comfortable here." he said, happy that some cared for others opinions. "H-How are you?" He asked, hoping to take the conversation somewhere.

  • I'm gonna show you ;; private

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Sunclan was far different than where he came from. He came from a backyard breeder, living on concrete floors, and being fed cat food and raw steak that tasted like it had been in the fridge far too long. He was only with his sister at the time, his mom having being sold to another breeder while he suffered. When they escaped, he lost his older sister to a gun shot, running as far as he could from where he was born. He'd never wanted to return.


    Since then, he'd been wandering alone, eventually joining Sunclan. He'd almost forgotten all of the past, wishing what happened a year ago would no longer hurt, but of course it still did. Taking a deep breath, Blur told himself that maybe, he should be grateful for what he has now. If it weren't for his past, he wouldn't be who he was today. Tall black ears flicking when the wind blew, he lay on the sand calmly, watching the ocean waves crawl up the shore and retreat back smoothly. Watching the water just got his mind off of things.

  • I'm gonna show you ;; private

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]When a voice had puled him out of his state of wonderment, he raised his triangular head to face the British male. Flicking his bobbed tail, Blur would offer a smile. "i don't think we have. Hello Mixtape," He said kindly a small smile following his words "I'm Blurryface, But i go by Blur most of the time." He chirped, standing up on large paws. Make a good impression, he told himself. "What are you up to today?" He asked finally, grateful for the tree in which he hid under provided shade.

  • Tally up, settle the score [human AU]

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]Blur ran a pale hand through his short wavy dirty-blond hair, while his other hand played with the hem of his muse t-shirt. Of course he pulled his phone out again to read over the text, making sure he was at the right place at the right time. He was just a worry-wart like that. Dark grey shoes thumped on the ground as he headed to said destination, green eyes squinted against the light before him. Seeing the few he did know, he decided to approach them directly Instead of going around.


    It didn't take him long to make it to the small group that had accumulated. "Hey guys." He'd said softly, sitting down beside Mixtape, folding his legs in a criss-cross shape. his round eyes stayed trained on his twitching hands, folded together in his lap. He was pretty out going once he got out of his little pocket of social anxiety. But for now, he'll remain fairly quiet.

  • I'm gonna show you ;; private

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]"You as well." He said softly, blinking. After Miztape's next words, the caracal cocked his head to he side. "Before you guys lived here, you were at a Cathedral?" he said in wonderment. "Well, the beach is a nice place though." He mused, shuffling his paws in the cool sand. He felt awkward. Maybe because he was, or that was just social anxiety taking.