Posts by Natsukashii.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]A game of tug of war? Villian could definitely do that. Grinning as he read over the horribly written note, the Oriental nods his head in approval. Games like tug of war was always fun, though he now has to find out where to get a large rope. His clan-mates were always saying that you could find various different things within the hospital, so he supposed he doesn't have to look far. Humming a small tune, the cream tabby turns and pads off to do his task.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Sunflower visionaries blink in interest as Rulingvillians walks over, his head tilting as he watches the tabby work with the pipe. It was cool that Leo knew how to fix things like this, because he isn't sure if the others knew how to. He doesn't have a witty remark prepared for the situation, so the sunkissed male seats himself in silence.
Humming under his breath, he shifts his gaze to the others that had gathered around Leo, a small smile coming to his lips. It seemed that they were equally interested in the occasion, and bringing snacks in was sure to gather more Enterprisers. "I'm up for some grub," He comments with an nonchalant flick of his tail.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]"Very nice." Rulingvillians comments, strolling toward the newly named apprentice with an easy smile. So, you got to chose when you move up ranks? At least, the normal ranks, from what he has gathered. Members get promoted by the leader to higher ranks, and then there was the more simple ranks. The system made sense to him, though he had grown up with humans, so he has learned about 'ranking' in a different way. The clans' way of ranking was simpler, which in turn made it nicer.
Seating himself a respectful distance from the female, the sunkissed tabby flashes a smile. "Congrats," He adds after a moment, shrugging his shoulders. Was this something he was supposed to congratulate her on? Probably not, but he felt that it was the right thing to do. She was moving up a rank, good for her, right? Right.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]&& Woww sorry I totally forgot to log in the last few weeks D:
You're on a trip, though, so w/e haha

He snickers at her response to his dislike of reading, sunflower optics brightening in evident amusement. "I guess I am lucky." He agrees with a nod of his head, his frivolous grin never wavering. His amusement only grows at her panic when he successfully pulls away her book, a few childish giggles falling from his lips. My my, she seemed awfully attached to the poetry book.
When the silvery female doesn't respond with an immediate yes, his bright expression dissolves into a slightly nervous one, his playful grin lessening. "It's okay if you don't want to." He mentions after her own nervous stuttering, his tone becoming reassuring. She questions his intentions with a watery voice, one that tugs at his heartstrings. Letting out his own huff, the cream tabby reaches out to press his paw against her nose.
David throws his pencil against the table in frustration, his already annoyed expression screwing into an almost angry one. He hates doing math homework! Hoping to get some help, the blonde teenager glances toward his twin. "Hey, Anna." He speaks up after a moment of watching her write things down, his frown upturning into a sheepish smile. The girl looks up to meet his gaze, her eyebrow quirking in question. "What do you want now?" She asks with a sigh, though her feigned frown pull up into a small smile. "I need your help with my maaath." He whines in response, bouncing up and down in his seat. To try and convince his sister more, the boy reaches over and pokes her nose. 'Booping noses', as they liked to call it. He always uses it to get Anna to do something for him, and it usually works.
Villain tries to hide the painful wince that comes to his face at the flashback, and thankfully Heroes turns away from it once it comes. Managing to push out a huff of his own, the lightly colored boy nods his head. "Y-yeah. I want to dance with you," He repeats himself with a small pout, sunflower eyes widening into the infamous puppy dog eyes.
When Killingheroes finally accepts his request, Villian lets out a small cheer. "Cool! I have a stareo in my room, so we can dance to music up there. Unless you want me to sing~" He teases her with a wiggle of his nonexistent eyebrows. He was, in fact, a good singer, but he wouldn't want to reveal that to her. If she thought he was a bad singer, he could use that to his advantage.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Villian arrives within the group only a few moments after Miyu, his gaze sweeping over the gathered animals before he settles down beside Heroes. So, this 'Vince' guy has obviously done someone to anger his clan-mates, but he did not seem to remember, well, anything. Blinking, the lightly hued male glances over at the angered Enterprise members before returning his attention to Vince. "Well then," He speaks up, his usual grin appearing in a lesser form, "Welcome... Back? I'm Rulingvillians."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Ears perking at the word attack, Villian raises his head from between his arms to see what was going on. Why was everyone running around and picking up... Garbage? Like Halfpaw, he was completely unaware that a raid simulation was being held, thus making this situation exceedingly confusing for him. Villian understood this was not an actual attack, but he didn't have any idea as to what else this whole thing could be.
Catching Mikey, Miyu, and Halfpaw make their way to the stairway, the cream tabby lifts himself up and follows after them. He didn't have anything to do at the moment, and if this was some kind of activity, he was up to it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Hearing someone shouting asparagus down the hall, the hungry teen peeks around the corner, a smile already quirking up his lips. He didn't usually go for vegetables to snack on, but he was to lazy to go get any surgery treats. "Hey, who has the asparagus?" David questions with a friendly wave towards the two as he walks over, an eyebrow raising in question. The Gryffindor was partially aware that there was no food, but he didn't want to miss out on the chance to tease someone.
The tall blonde stops beside Haley, bright hazel eyes blinking as he looks over their wands. The younger Ravenclaw had already asked Miyu if he needed help, so David didn't offer up. He might be able to help, but not by much. David has the bad habit of not listening during class.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Having spotted the letter as he walked along the border, Rulingvillians was now reading over the letters, his head tilting in interest. Healers? He has never heard or seen of a Healer in the Enterprise. Were Healers like Doctors or something? That was fairly obvious, though he wonders if his clan had any. Sitting back, the male hums to himself before calling out, "Hey! The Healers got an.. Invitation to something."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Villian feels bad about missing his last Weekly Task, so he would be sure to complete whatever he got this time. He did not want to become known as a slacker, as that was a bad reputation to have. Silently walking up to stand with the others, the lightly hued male quickly seats himself. "I'll take one, too." He offers, a small smile pulling up his lips.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]I've been really inactive wow
anyways, would anyone like a thread with Villian?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Yess that would be so funny xD
He's already lowkey ready to fight Miyu for Heroes so this will work haha
Would you like me to make it?

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Herb training? The clan resided in a hospital; why wouldn't they use the medicine the humans had left behind? Stopping himself from letting out a loud huff, Villian walks over to the duo. "I'll give it a go." He offers with a shrug of his shoulders, golden visionaries focusing briefly on the piles of different plants before flickering toward the basket of apples. He knew close to nothing about herbs and the like, but he was sure apples weren't part of that catagory.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Death. His life has been tangled in its vicious fingers many times, and now it seemed that Death had caught him again. Well, it hasn't caught him, but rather someone of his alliance. The unmistakable scent of blood was not pungent, but it still lingered, and that meant something was wrong. With bated breath, Villian makes his way to the roof, were the scent seemed to be at its strongest. Dark gaze traveling around the area, the staff member feels his legs become weak at the sight of Julia's corpse. He was not particularly close to the canine, in fact he doubts they had shared more than a few words, but seeing a dead body triggers an emotional reaction in anyone.
Swallowing back the bile gathering in his throat, Villian takes a few more steps toward the deceased female before he stops again. There was not any way he could help her; she was gone. Teeth grinding, the sunkissed male steps back and meows, "Guys...? Julia is dead." The words sound blunt and empty to him, but he can't help it. He doesn't know how to react to something like this.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Rulingvillians grew up in Brooklyn, where animals such as deer were not common. The sight of a young deer was surprising to him just for that reason. Golden hued optics alight with curiosity and concern as he walks over, the Oriental feline glances over at his clan-mates before his gaze goes to the whimpering child. Puissance has already asked what was wrong, so he stayed silent, his expression staying interested.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]The screams for the dead. The noise ringing in his ears could only be the screams for the dead. Villian has heard them so many times before; he has joined those screams so many times before. Sebastian. The name raises into the air with desperation, and it runs through his veins like it was his own emotion. His steps are hesitant as he approaches the group, sunflower hues dark as they sweep over the unmoving form of Sebastian. Julia's broken calls once again fill his head, tugging at the thin strings of memory of his own experiences of death. Grinding his teeth in an effort to block his own emotions, Villian concentrates hard on Puissance, ears folding when she snaps at Mikey. She wants to blame someone on Sebastian's death because of her grief, just like he had wanted to do when Maghan and Annabell had died.
What was he supposed to say? Nothing he has to say will help, really. Sebastian was still gone, and Puissance was still going to hurt. Villian could not do anything about it.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Having stolen, no, burrowed was a better word for it, a few books, pillows, and blankets from his sibling's room, Villian looks like he is just dragging a bunch of junk around. In reality, he's preparing to make a fort out of his supplies, seeing as he has nothing better to do. He's accustomed to his twin constantly being with him, always having a few ideas to fill his otherwise void day. Now Heroes was.. gone and he had to think of activities himself.
Swaying to the music pumping through his headphones, the lanky male grins to himself as he stops at the edge of the forest. It was mid afternoon, meaning the sun was still strong enough to cause discomfort. The trees lining the area offered enough shade for his fort, which was convenient. Carefully dumping his sister's possessions on the ground, the sunkissed male sets to work.
First, of course, he has to set up the books. He doesn't want to ruin them, as Killingheroes would kill him if she ever found out he has even touched her books. He has already been clocked in the face for an accidental tear in a page. Despite knowing he has to be extra careful, Villian handles his twin's books with carefree shifts of his paws. He simply moves along with the beat of his music, his charming grin more loose than usual.
Villian is a people person, there is no doubt about it. He doesn't like being alone, and other people are always more entertaining than his thoughts. Taking some time to himself is refreshing, though. Some alone time for yourself is always good, right? The quiet kids in school are always saint things like that.
Still spinning and swaying to his music, the eldest twin continues setting up books with his head in the clouds.

&& Sorry if this isn't how private threads are normally started! I wasn't sure how I should start out their interaction nwn
I was thinking Miyu could try to help Villian and he could be like 'bruuuhhh nuh uh' and it could go on from there??

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]here it is!
http://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2165420.0

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Mules. The young Oriental feline blinks in surprise as he makes his way over, sunflower hued optics brightening in interest. While the jewels lining their belts definitely drew him over, the fact that a few mules stood at his border was most certainly the biggest factor in what pulled him toward the small group. Trying hard to turn his attention to the feline bouncing feline beside them. Flashing a grin toward the female, Villian waves in greeting. "Sup! Name and, uh, business please?" He asks with a pause, trying to remember the mandatory questions before he was quiet for too long.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]The oldest twin walks over a few moments after Miyu is done speaking, golden optics blinking at the Italian before he flashes his own smile. "Yo," He greets with a wave of his slim tail, "I'm Rulingvillians. Welcome back to the Enterprise." Duel memberships? He didn't know that kind of thing exsisted. Residing in two different groups sounded hard, but interesting at the same time. He will have to ask someone about it sometime, though he isn't sure if he really wants to travel between two clans all the time. He was a little lazy, so traveling between two groups might be a hassle for him.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px;width: 350px;text-align: justify;margin-top: 5px;font-size: 9px][font=georgia]Did he want to be a good salesman? Well, his alliance seemed to be based off of a business theme, so he might as well learn something about selling things. His lips upturning into a charming grin, the sunkissed tabby walks over to the female and seats himself. "I'd like to learn how to be a salesman." He confirms with a nod of his head, sunflower gaze alight with amusement.