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  • REEL AROUND THE FOUNTAIN / private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]His insults were... acts of endearment, though few every realized that and just found him flat out rude. But maybe Arcade had caught on. "Apparently I do, since it took you long enough to hear with just me yelling." That or Morrissey was just eager and time felt elongated. But oh well, what did it matter? Arcade was here now.


    Blue eyes shifting down to the book, they followed it as it was pushed aside. Moz didn't take his visionaries off it, just titled his head like he did when he talked, this time titling it up slightly, "I couldn't attend because it was hair time. Honestly, if you are going to die, atleast look at my schedule first to where we can select a convenient time." The part of day dedicated to his hair was much important! Morrissey let out a scoff, finally taking his attention off the book and tearing his gaze away from it to focus on Arcade.


    [b]"We are going on an expedition to uncharted territory. It was going to originally just be me but I'm guessing a casual such as yourself needs to see some sort of action."

  • REEL AROUND THE FOUNTAIN / private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]"I'll be sure to take my time, then," Morrissey said matter-of-factly. He couldn't help but arch a brow at Arcade's hidden sarcasm revealing itself - he hadn't seen him respond that way before. It was new, but hey, he kind of liked it. But it was also weird to think of Arcade as a sarcastic fellow when all he'd seen of him was this friendly side that sort of brushed his words off or laughed them off.


    "Mm, Mister Adventure? I'd prefer Meriwether Lewis. You're William Clark, the lamer sidekick." Summoning a smug grin, he wondered what exactly was first. What places had they not been? Hmm... "We are going down the staircase." Daring enough or too daring? He didn't want Arcade backing out like a wimp or something, he seemed sort of like a worry-wart.

  • REEL AROUND THE FOUNTAIN / private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]"I'd watch it if I were you. I could easily trip you going down the stairs and that would be the end for your already-injured self." Ah, but being saved by Arcade wouldn't be too bad. It was rare he was a damsel in distress, so it would certainly be an interesting, new experience. "Or I could lead us to enemy territory. I did have to cross them to get here, so I do know where they are located."


    Morrissey, without giving Arcade a chance to say anything else on the matter, turning himself around and began to pad towards the staircase that led up to the islands. It was a good distance away, probably taking about ten minutes, but reachable which was all that mattered to Moz. Making his way through the trees and bushes and other greenery, he thought about what direction they'd go after making the descent.


    Eventually, Morrissey reached the stairs. It was just then he turned to see if his companion was actually following.

  • REEL AROUND THE FOUNTAIN / private

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]"Mm, being held responsible for your injuries is an honor. So I'll be sure to squeeze a good bit of pain into the trip," Morrissey shot back as he began to stroll down the stairs, curling his paws slightly as the warm surface of them came in contact with his sensitive pads. He had gotten used to walking in the cold ground than hot stone.


    "Which way do you wanna go?" Moz questioned on the last few steps, hoping Arcade didn't know the territories around them - he would of loved to see the other males face when they came across an enemy or something, as Morrissey felt confident he could handle said situation. It would be entertaining to say the least.

  • plot with arcade - 1.5

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]him and moz could get into a fight in their thread if ya want :^))


    their whole view on one another is so on-the-border lmao I love it

  • CAN YOU STOP | open; mutation

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]"Ugh, you're really making it hard for me to be the special one in our friendship," Morrissey scoffed, head titled up like it did when he spoke. Of course, it didn't much seem like he was joking, but he knew Arcade would probably pick up onto his odd... humor, if that was what it was. "Maybe I'll grow horns or something to keep us even."


    Truth be told, Morrissey would of hated to have wings or horns; it would take away his attractive yet casual look and make him look more so like the stereotypical mutant. Not only that but wings could be so bulky, and they'd probably take the attention off his hair, most importantly. And horns? Just thinking about trying to fix his messy, rough-styled pompadour with horns in the way made him shudder.


    / mobile oop

  • CAN YOU STOP | open; mutation

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]"I should probably mark this area under caution, there's no telling how dangerous you are with those things on your back and you not knowing how to use them." In fact, Morrissey didn't want to get too close, taking a few strides back. At his comment at the horns, the tom couldn't help but smirk, "Ah, you know me too painfully well."


    Moz pointed his chin downwards, lowering the angle of his head. He was an odd feline - couldn't speak with his head straight. It was just some bad habit he developed, he assumed. "Just grow some hair next, alright? I'd love to have another head to work with - that and you could use some touching up, of course." He couldn't help but get a devilish look; man, he loved messing with the other BlizzardClanner.


    / ninja'd, my bad!!

  • S. S. BLIZZARDCLAN THE THIRD (?) -- BlizzardClan shipping thread

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    im cool with it B^))

  • S. S. BLIZZARDCLAN THE THIRD (?) -- BlizzardClan shipping thread

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]guess we are gonna do it, not sure how it's gonna happen though?? tbh


    shipping thread people - suggestions on how??

  • S. S. BLIZZARDCLAN THE THIRD (?) -- BlizzardClan shipping thread

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][font=georgia]idk moz would never like plainly say "i like arcade" or something he'd beat around the bush if he was gonna tell anyone


    they could get in a fight like you said but idk about what!!
    moz could be debating leaving or something bc he's homesick and arcade could be like "wtf nO" and they could get in a fight or moz could be like "lmao whY"


    i didn't get no sleep last night can u tell