[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]/mkay uvu
favorites, favorites. he couldn't really choose. but he answered quickly, like a quickfire. "uh, anything by deathcab for cutie and... anything, really. i don't have a preference. what about you?"
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh frowned. "do you even have any friends with an attitude like that?" the cat questioned, looking at her firmly.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh loved anything that was kept as companions. he was a pet sort of dude. he loved small things and everything cute. the white feline smiled. "does his name mean anything?" he asked.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh padded over, grinning. truth or dare? heck yes. he liked to think that he was a pro at these kinds of challenging games. "i hope i'm not too late."
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh padded over, smiling a friendly smile like he always did. he had smiled so often that it ended up being his neutral, relaxed face. "hey! i'm josh." he said.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]"something sounds a little off." josh walked over, concern lacing his face. he was drawn in by mephisto's voice, wondering what the heck was going on.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]hey, no way. josh was doing the usual thing he would usually do, walking around to look for anything he could make use of. looking for masks to wear, inspiration for his next tail colour. the same ol'. he recognized the opossum from a distance away, but walked on closer to make sure.
"blurryface? what're you doing here?" josh asked with a smile, glad to see a familiar face. but then he cleared his throat and stood up. stranger (thought not really to josh) at the border of his clan. he had to act all protective and weird. "uh, name and business?" he awkwardly meowed.
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its me agaaaiiin
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh went around looking for his superiors. he wasn't one hundred percent familiar with the place, so he kind of just walked around yelling, "hello? rook? i had an idea!"
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh bit his lip to not burst out in laughter, but he did give in to giggling. "i probably wouldn't either if i were around." he meowed quietly, not wanting to say anything out of turn. was that a thing? saying things out of turn?
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh followed, tilting his head to the side in curiosity. now that he had seen the different reasons why animals were in their territories or at the border, he wondered why mikoto was here. what her 'business' was.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]"well, you've got more help now." josh honestly didn't mind a one moon journey. it took him about two days to get to the badlands, so he was pretty sure a moon wouldn't be that much of a difference, would it? i mean, the amount he traveled from the badlands to blizzardclan — that would have equaled to a moon by now.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]oops. he thought it was an innocent question. he didn't really know how to start proper conversations, so usually ended up using questions that were cliche.
"oh." he meowed awkwardly. "have you ever wondered where all words came from?" well, since they sort of on the subject of meanings.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh had to admit that was like ten(millon) times better than his. he watched on and ooh'd, looking at feliks to see what he could do. thsi one would probably last longer, right? he wanted to see if sushitrash would become the next rap god.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]what.
truth or dare? that would be the hardest decision in his entire life. he gulped and then did the fraidy-cat thing. "truth." well, this would either be hard or easy.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]it was rare that josh would ever have any quiet time at night. he usually fell asleep as the sun set, but he decided to stay up. he was beginning to forget what stars looked like. and now that he saw them, he couldn't stop looking at them. he lay on his back, looking up with wide, child-like eyes.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]ah. well, crap. he knew exactly what the most embarrassing thing he had ever done was. but he didn't want to answer too quickly so he just tried looking like he was thinking (though it was very bad. he was a very horrible actor). "well..." he finally said. "uh, before i joined blizzardclan... or any clan, i used to live with my mom in a.. like, abandoned cabin. um, she was gone one day so i tried to do like.. a backflip off a rock. i mean, the backflip was awesome. but then i started singing 'the final countdown' in this really high pitched, screamo voice while i was doing them. so when my i saw my mom at the door, just staring at me. i found out later she was watching the whole time." to be honest, he did a lot of embarrassing things. but that was probably his most humiliating moment.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]"hi." he turned his head with a big, toothy grin. "stars. i don't usually appreciate them, but... i think i am now." he knew that there were constellations, so he was trying to find and name as many as he could. and then he looked at sweetophelia and smiled. "hey."
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh didn't notice blurryface so he went straight on to answer blaise. "alright, so i had an idea. maybe we could host a talent show? and invite like, a bunch of different clans to come compete and stuff." he suggested.
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh grinned and nodded, looking from aspen to blurryface excitedly. josh liked this guy — it was great that he didn't have to travel back and forth to hang out with his friend. "oh, you can call me josh if you want. spookyjim's the name i use for guys outside my clans."
[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]josh really didn't know what was going on. what was this? why was the moon red? he just looked up at his, jaws slightly parted in awe. it didn't really scare him but he wasn't exactly calm, either. he was very close to panicking, but he didn't. "is that the moon? or a different planet?" he asked.
