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and my frame grows smaller as night grows near ![/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 20px; letter-spacing:-1px;][align=center][color=black][size=10]bio + plot + heartchart[/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; min-height: 130px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana][b]The long furred tabby hurriedly scrambled over to join the rest of the group, glittering viridescent eyes stretched wide as his head turned to face the sky with sheer awe over the meteors. The shower was something he'd never experienced before, but was entirely transfixed on, unable to tear his gaze away from the shooting stars. It was probably strange how he wasn't freaking out about getting hit by one of them, no matter how far away they were, but Javapaw felt a weird feeling stir inside his gut. Not anxiety or fear- nothing of the sort, but rather a feeling of clarity. Looking up at the dazzling display made him feel like he just blurred with the rest of the universe, like he belonged here for the first time. Of course the feeling wasn't recognized, too busy focusing on the stars instead of the feelings they made him have.
The feline was eerily quiet, no abrupt outbursts, no nothing. Just silence hung around him, occasionally jerking, but he was unusually still and his eyes never blinked. He seemed as if he were under a spell, or had turned into a statue.
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could you make it?? i need to make a few ;w; if not i can though c:
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and my frame grows smaller as night grows near ![/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 10px; overflow: hidden][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; height: 130px; padding: 0px; padding-right: 27px; overflow: auto][fancypost bgcolor=; border: none; width: 420px; min-height: 130px; padding: 0px; font-size: 10px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: white; font-family: verdana][b]Of course none other then Javapaw would stumble onto the scene, having picked up the chilling scent of blood, something he detested. His limbs carried him uneasily over to Admin, throat going dry as he attempted to force out some words. His hazel eyes bulged from his skull, skin crawling with shivers and mind fighting this immediate reaction to be frozen in place. The feline urged himself forward, claws digging into the earth with each shaky step and then ripping back out again.
The body wasn't even recognizable. He wished he were enraged, so he would've liked it.
"Wh-Wh-What happ-pened?" The tabby forced past his lips, trying not to let his eyes stray towards the flesh heap. Seeing the empty alcohol bottle, he took a few cautious steps back, tensing as he realized she could be drunk.
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sorry for inactivity i dunno where that inactive notice thread is so sorry and i'm probs going to be gone until saturday : (((((
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Timidly the tabby cat made his way over, murky optics narrowed as he wandered up. "N-Name and business?" The ecru apprentice inquired of the white hyena, eyeing the golden knife nervously.
//mobile + muse dead
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The smile cast his way unsettled the feline, eyes widening slightly. She was no doubt terrifying to him. She was very.. Ghoulish, almost. He smile was polite but she didn't seem trustworthy to the apprentice. No one really did, so he shot a forced, anxious grin back her way to be polite.
//mobil
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Javapaw had met him or at least seen him a few times around camp during his stay, but didn't really care to socialize when he'd seen the jackal. The cream feline never seemed to like socializing anymore, nor did he ever.
"Bye," He offered softly before watching the red canine pad off towards SunClan.
//mobil
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Java didn't like this feline's antics too much either, his own eyes widening to their full extent as he hurriedly backed off, ears pressing back. "O-Oh God! We're br-br-breathing this in! AGH! OH GOD!" With his tail jerking from side to side he hurried off.
//mobil
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Javapaw stumbled over towards the note, his hazel visionaries glancing over the note before frowning. He didn't like fighting all too much at all, but he'd attend and aid their allies if they were permitted to go. The striped apprentice let his eyes shift to Pisces before he backed away to wait for a higher up to decline or approve.
//mobil
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If anyone, Javapaw should've hated the unauthorized hatchling running amuck in The Dominion's territory. But despite the unwanted presence being an enemy as Immy stated, he couldn't help but want to help the little dragon. She didn't seem terrified by his clan mates which shocked the tabby, considering he was petrified of them and he lived with them. With a heavy, shaky sigh he settled a bit away from them, watching the situation with wary eyes. The child very well could be powerful, but he still wanted to just.. Stand up for the Westeros kid, and wasn't Admin from Westeros as well?
"I-I do-don't think W-Westeros are- GAH! Erm, our en-emies." He wasn't aware that they were, but he was almost positive one of their clanmates had a dual alliance with them.
//mobil
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Bluh. Torture wasn't really his favorite activity, but Javapaw still lingered a ways from the area, watching from a distance as the T-Rex attempted to step on the feline.
//mobil + muse dead
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The cream feline shuddered at the thought of his door being unlocked without his knowledge, and abruptly became wary of his clanmate. Who knew what he could do to Java while he slept? Not that the tabby cat ever did. "Y-Yeah.. Ngh... I w-wouldn't d-do that."
//mobil
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Surprisingly, Javapaw was in for the raid as well. He'd been running dangerously low on instant coffee, and he could easily restock his supply there. Maybe get some new ingridents as well.. Or a f-cking espresso machine! Jesus Christ he would risk it all for the prospects of good coffee making material. "I-I'm in."
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Javapaw trotted up to stand beside Richpaw, a bit put off by the dinosaurs size, but still managed to introduce himself to the scaled beast, "J-Javapaw," Was all he offered in greeting, large eyes darting around.
//mobil
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Javapaw hobbled over with a gentle smile. Richpaw's voice was sweet, he had to admit. The blonde apprentice offered a reassuring smile to his friend, paws shuffling around as he sheepishly informed the Havana brown, "Y-You're voice is n-nice.. Nghh.."
//mobil + muse dead + i love your titles omfg
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Javapaw would do as Immy was, his small frame positioned to face the crazed medic with eyes that held a mix of emotions. He couldn't say he respected Valery anymore simply due to how she'd been treating others, but wished he could understand why she was. He didn't know, and that what upset him the most. It scared him too, knowing it could happen to anyone, including him. He was happy to see the medic having fun though.
The twitchy tabby seated himself in the shade, shaking as he watched the snow leopard frolic.
//mobil
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Javapaw hated drinking, although he was one to use drugs to calm his frayed nerves. It eased his mind, so it was good. But it made him feel dirty, and he did repulsive things while he had a nice high going. The tabby just kept frowning as he watched Castiel, head crooked as he kept his mossy eyes focused on the canine.
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omg accepted
i'll add him up
and yes it's always open uwu
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Javapaw didn't really approve of his clanmate taking her home either, very skeptical of his clanmates motives. He wouldn't be surprised if the femme would take the hatchling back to her clan slaughtered. That was just his evaluation of the female thus far, however. The cream tabby fidgeted nervously, letting out a gentle whine as he pushed away the thought of taking the child home himself, considering it could very well be a trap.
