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[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]like, he'd still swear like a sailor but
i feel like the way he talks doesn't portray how intelligent he his??? he's actually really smart but i don't think i show that enough
do y'all think i should change him to be more sarcastic and witty??
also i really want to give him an irish accent just because
should i do it
omg i want to

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]OOps. Poor Pollux. Tiresias looked down at his friend, mild concern showing on his face. The snow leopard miiight need medical help... just maybe, possibly...."Hey, Pollux, you need a band-aid on that?"

Tiresias glanced sideways at Kaiser slowly. "Into that death trap? Are you fucking crazy?" It looked really, really really fuckin' dangerous. The maned wolf looked back up to where Pollux was, perched on a spire precariously, and a slow, sly grin grew across his muzzle. "I'm all for it if you are, brother dear. In fact, I'll fucking race you. To the top." Ok. Tiresias was a pretty smart guy, honest, but dares kind of threw all that out the window. Ohohoho, yes– never mind what had just happened to Pollux. Leave those cowardly lil' bitches at the bottom to take an object lesson from the snow leopard's fall. He was gonna climb that thing now. And he was gonna do it faster. Than. Kaiser.

The maned wolf wrinkled his muzzle as he regarded the distance from the ground to the top of the spire and then said, "Ok. Ready, Russ?" He wasn't sure if Kaiser was serious, but Tiresias sure as hell was.

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]@noahbear: sure!! could you please make? i gotta make the other ones c:
@sleenk: oMG yes definitely!!!
pollux is like
2cool4me2handle
and his avatar is the wonderful leonardo di-no-oscar-o so theres that too

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Ouch, boi. Tiresias raised his nonexistent eyebrows at that. "Shot's fiiireeed," he muttered to himself. This new dude was sass-y!

"Son, if you couldn't tell, Tiresias Mortis was imitating his good friend Melantha. Tiresias Mortis is oftentimes not to be taken seriously. Tiresias Mortis wonders when, exactly, Zydrate talks like he's normal." Right back at'cha. This wolf probably wouldn't get humor if it bit him on the arse, so Tiresias wanted to introduce it to him. But still, what kind of stuck up spirit was possessing this guy? Who didn't get humor?
"Tiresias would also like to point out that he is, and was, being funny, and no offence was meant to your great-gramma by his comment, so Zydrate should not act like they are salty about it."

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]aaaa thank you so much !! <3
it makes me really happy to hear that!! c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Character name: Tiresias Mortis
How long have you been in BC?: forever

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]/throws tiresias aggressively at u

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"Is that so?" Tiresias asked curiously. Man, he had to get that power, then. Control over a plague? Nothing short of fucking badass! "So, let's get this straight. You just touch him. And then they have the plague? No catches, no strings attached, no nothing?" That seemed easy. A little too easy. "Man, that is fuckin' sweeet!"

As Blackplague pulled open the maw of one of the victims, Tiresias looked at their black tongue and then grinned, a strange glint in his eye. "Whath thith mean?" He asked, sticking his tongue out. It was a mottled pink color, with speckles and blotches of black here and there spread across it. "Am I coming down with the fuckin' plague?" The maned wolf stuck his tongue back in his mouth, grinning lopsidedly. Of course he wasn't– his tongue had always been like that in this body– but it was worth the joke.

However, he nodded at Pollux's comment. "Yeah, just remember, if you kick the ass of one of our allies or clanmates, yo' gettin' your monkey ass kicked out of Bloodclan."

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"Oh, man. Oh, man oh man oh man." This. This was fucking awesome. Tiresias padded forward on his stiltlike legs, bouncing on the tips of his toes and trying to get the best view of the wall as possible. "Cesar," he said, turning to the panther, "This, this right here is fucking genius. It is the shit. Perfect. I fucking love this thing. May I?"

Without waiting for an answer (it was a graffiti wall, after all), Tiresias picked up a can of green spraypaint and scrawled a big 'TIRESIAS WAS HERE, BITCHES' across the first B. There, now everyone could see that he had been there! Not to be outdone, Tire also added a messily spraypainted 'DAK!' and some barely-recognizable marijuana leaves for good measure. That was better!

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]While the others had a feeling of inferiority hanging over their heads, Tiresias strode over, as jauntily and uncaring as always, seemingly unaffected. He was often like that. Was it because he was tall, he was old, or he just didn't give a shit? Or maybe the fact that he'd probably fucked everyone's grandmas at some point made him feel like he didn't care about things like 'inferiority'. Like, 'man, I screwed your grandma, so that makes me better'. I'm not sure how it worked either, but it did for Tiresias. I guess.

The maned wolf padded over to stand next to Pollux, easily taller than everyone gathered there. "Yo, man. I'm Tiresias Mortis. Nice t'meetch'a." Affairs with grandmas aside, Tire certainly didn't have a superiority complex, and he was no stuck-up snob. He was an easy kind of guy– dirty jokes, couple'a drinks, maybe get stoned. Raaaad, dude. That kind of easy.

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]"Ey, I'm down for it," Tiresias called as he trotted over to the group and stood beside Melantha. Man, it'd been a long time since he'd been on a border patrol. Might as well get his ass out of the camp and get to know the scenery, right?

/museless owo

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]throws tiresias in
also a valentine for later B^)))))

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]yes definitely !!
do you want a thread as well? c:

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]omg yes
/track + letter goes here

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]noted

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]i honestly think he's great, but you can change him if you want !

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]yea, that's right! i'm trying to become more consistently accurate with tire, but for that to happen, the poor guy needs some action B^)))
Tiresias is pansexual, so anyone will do, but he does lean more towards females (or those who identify as female), but don't let that deter you if you've got a dude character, it's just something to be aware of c:
I'll be p picky with this, and I'll probably choose a character based on how compatible their personality is with tire's, how active you are (tiresias's past gfs all disappeared, so we don't really want a repeat of that too soon after them meeting!!), and your rping skills- so be sure to include all that when you state interest! you also may get bonus points if your character has met tire before!
for those who don't know, Tiresias is an ex-deputy, ex-warmaster, and ex-third tier of bloodclan. his sister, Haemon mist, was the leader of bloodclan, and his brother, creon, was a third tier. his adopted brothers are kaiser mortis (current deputy of bloodclan) and ululare eternite-mortis (ex-deputy of bloodclan) and together they and Pollux form the dick squad.
so yeah, a lot of hp relations and stuff like that!! (+ sorry for the typos, this was done on an iPad)
just state interest and the things needed above and i'll probably choose sometime next week?? or when i get back to the states!

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]@joyjoy- sounds great!! Tiresias finds no greater joy than when he is partying and corrupting people haha

im so sorry for getting behind on this!! aaa
I'm in Canada rn (yay!!) so I'm working off of my aunts iPad until I get back to the states and my computer
but I'll post the threads as soon as I get back, i promise!

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]Tiresias padded lazily over, auburn fur gleaming in the sunlight. Man, he was good-lookin' today and he knew it- even if he didn't necissarily feel like it. He'd had too much to drink last night (damn those drinking competitions, damn those young 'uns who always thought they could drink more than him, damn them all to hell and damn this headache, too), and so on a whim and the assumption that more of the stuff that gave him the migraine would cure it, too, Tire was both thoroughly hungover and inebriated at the same time. Just because he was intelligent didn't mean he had to make intelligent decisions, right? His head throbbed and his eyelids drooped, and yet he looked great. How the fxck did that work, huh? The wolf had always assumed that feeling great and looking great came hand in hand.

Unfortunately, it was not always so.

"Heey-ey-ey, go-es, what's bitchin'?" He was pretty sure he'd mixed up words somewhere in that statement, but fxck it. Life goes on, and there was no time for haters or grammar nazis. However, Tiresias' batlike ears perked up at Russ- no, Kaiser's- question. "If'n a wooound gets infected, brothah dear, you gotta peel th' scarb off n' drain the puss out. Disgustin'." Tiresias made a face. He'd seen it done, it just was really gross. "N'd if it gets TOO BAD, you gotta, you gotta, gotta lop th' ENTIRE LIMB off."

His words were really slurred from a mean combo of pain and booze, but hopefully people understood him.

[fancypost borderwidth=0][justify]not that im aware of??
did mayberry post a leaving thread for him or something??