[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]So this was BloodClan, the place that harbored all sorts of ruthless killers? Neato. The feathered Canadian stepped around a few bodies, wandering around in the summer heat as he looked around for someone that could've possibly been affiliated with them. "Hello? Anyone actually gonna show up?" he squaked, his tone nearly verging upon impatience.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]The goose looked at them, his beady brown eyes soaking in details of the duo. "My my, what big teeth you have." he murmured, glancing at them with the slightest bit of admiration. If only he could have such useful tools to his advantage; he'd be much less laughable than the guy he was now. Damn. He turned his head toward the younger canine, lifting a nonexistent brow. Perhaps he had been a bit rude, but was it of any concern? "Benjamin, here to join. You know, as long as you let geese join and such." he said, wondering what their reactions would be. Would they eat him? That was a big possibility.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]"Kaiser? Nice name, rolls right off the tongue." He paused at the appearance of a few more BloodClanners, feeling a bit more pleased that people actually gave a big enough of a shit to come over and talk to him. "And yes, I've always been a goose." What other option was there? Were there actually people who changed species? To see someone do that would blow his mind right out of his little head. The world was one fucked up place, that was for sure.
"Chemicalpup, thanks for not killing me earlier. You had this little look on your face that suggested I was some sort of food for you! I' don't mean to be self-deprecating, but I'm just a bit too feathery to be enjoyable, ya' know?" He attempted to grin, his shiny black beak slightly cracked open to compensate for the lack of flexibility. "Hiya' Sola, hiya' Simmons." he added, idly kicking a pebble out from under his feet. "I suppose that I can find stuff out for myself? I can probably get around without dying too?" inquired the large bird, figuring that his plump figure would be a prime target for a few people.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]Marina Macabre, at first glance, seemed like one bad bitch. She also was terrifying, or at least her appearance was. "Glad I met you." he said quietly, looking at the next two whom had showed up. "Ah, it's alright, Edmund. She wasn't rude or nothing." So far, these guys were awfully polite to him, which was nice. "I could probably just learn the layout of the place myself, thanks though dude." Next up was the little fawn, who seemed the most timid. "And same to you, Matt. Mind if I call you that?" -
[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]A raid? Aw, fuck. How was he supposed to participate as a goose? Perhaps he could drop shit on their heads. Yeah, that would work! He propelled himself up into the air and flew after the others.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]Benjamin hovered not too far overhead, close enough to see what was going on but far enough so that he wouldn't be devoured by this crazy gal. "Good god, shut up." he thought, his expression slightly pained from the loud noise.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]The Canadian flew over, dropping to the ground to take a seat. "Neat." the Canadian said flatly, not recognizing the promoted or the demoted due to the fact that he was new.
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]Benjamin fluttered to the ground, not a feather out of place as he presented himself. "Hiya'," he greeted, pausing to take a small breath. "I'm Benjamin, welcome."
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[justify][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][size=8]Noted.