Posts by falloutboy.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]He looked at the two and shrugged as he waved at them. "Talk about anything really. Got anything juicy to tell?" He said, chuckling. "I'm just kidding, but perhaps we could speak about what we plan on doing in the holidays? I already have so many plans, like caroling." Singing was fun, or well, in his opinion.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]Wait... "Yo-You have that last name too? Does that mean that you're my b-brother or something?" The brother part seemed highly unlikely, because they were nothing a like.
    //rushed, sorry
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]She was about to snap at him until she realized it was for her own good. With a huff, she took the poppy seed and put it in her mouth. She murmured a quiet thanks as she sat down once again, sighing. "Ma is Gumo Walker, but she goes by Echo now, and uh, went missing. Pa is Enviousdesires Demore, and I think he's dead." She felt a sadness grip her heart at the mention of that. "Do you know any of them?"
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]Wild limped over and stared up at the leader with a small smile. He sat down a couple of get away from the others and perked his ears, listening closely.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]He was certainly going to need help with the wonderful task he had received. He wanted things that other people would like, not just him. "Come over here for some planning!" Wild said before he quickly corrected himself with, "Only if you want to of course!"
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]She listened quietly and blinked with a smile. Grandpa was promoted? Wowie! "Congrats to those promoted." Wild murmured with a dip of her head. She had no other comment to make.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]"Some for the New Years, of course. I should have been more specific." Wild said with a nervous laugh before straightening up. "Got any ideas?" He was thinking about something that involved fireworks. Lots of it.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]She liked serval bodies, but Wild would rather stick to her nice little marbled tabby body. "Cool!" The feline said with a smile. She didn't really know Markos, but whatever. It wouldn't hurt to talk to him, right?
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]"I'll take that as a sign that you don't want to talk about it. Fine with me." He muttered, staring at the male with pale amber eyes. "Would you like to know something?" He asked with a tilt of his head. "If you can keep a secret, that is." His tone turned into that of a teasing one, and a sly smirk formed.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]//sorry for the late reply!
    "Whoa, you're my great-uncle? Wowie! It's a pleasure to meet you! Mind if I call you Grunkle? It's okay if you don't like that nickname! I can come up with another!" She ignored all the pain she had and replaced it with excitement and pure enthusiasm. It wasn't everyday she met great-uncles and such, so this was a somewhat wonderful day.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]Wild spotted the child and smiled ever so slightly. It was good to see the youth out and about, doing whatever they did. The marbled tabby padded over quietly before he said, "Hey there! What are you doing out so late, hm?" He asked with a chuckle.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]Wild padded over beside King and narrowed her eyes at the stranger, tail flicking back and forth. The marbled tabby remained silent however, and watched with guarded emotions. Hm, this one didn't seem too bad, but looks could be deceiving.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]"Ōoji-san?" She said somewhat awkwardly, getting used to the word with her tongue. Boy, that was nice sounding, and he seemed to like that nickname. "Ōoji-san it is!" She said with a wider grin than ever before. Was that even possible? Eh, oh well. Her smile faded away and was replaced with a small frown. "Right.. I live in the domin- er, Scarclan." She was still getting used to calling it by that. It was highly embarrassing to still refer to it as such, but she was sure her uncle didn't mind her mistake all that much. "I-I'm not sure if they'll like to see me hurt... They'll probably look away in disgust or something." She muttered, staring at her paws.
    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #666699; border: 0px red ridge; color: white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15pt; width: 353px; margin-top: -5px;]wildestfantasies?[/fancypost]
    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border-top: 0px ridge red; border-left: 2px ridge #666699; border-bottom: 0px ridge red; border-right: 2px ridge #666699; overflow: auto; width: 350px; height: 200px; color: white; letter-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]He needed some time to himself, so going outside of scarclan territory seemed like the best option. Wild visited the forest that he liked to call the Untouched. It didn't hold a single clan, and everything was peaceful. No predators or any such threat existed here, but that could change at any time. Hopefully not soon.


    The marbled tabby sat in the tree tops, claws tapping the delicate leaves. His eyes shined with pure joy, and he had a soft smile on his lips. This was the life, was it not?
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    [color=transparent]#dannychantemp