Posts by ALPHONSE E.

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]It was early morning. The forest was eerily quiet that day, the silence broken only by a sound unfamiliar to that land - the hard trudge, trudge, trudge of steady metal footfall.


    Alphonse was the living epitome of a 'gentle giant.' He was a terrifying creature to look at - a good amount larger than your average adult lion, composed entirely of layered steel plates, peering out at the world with glowing red optics and unmovable facial features. He looked like a suit of armor; had he not been moving, many would've assumed him to be an inanimate object. He walked with a lumbering gait, slow yet terrifyingly strong.


    He paused at the border, the hues of the sunrise dancing off his metallic flank. He would hesitate for just a moment before speaking - and the essence of his voice would reveal the being that truly resided inside this metal shell. "Hello?" he called softly, projecting his words out with his mind, his mouth remaining still. He had the voice was a small child - high-pitched, innocent, gentle, and yet somehow also richly intelligent. Despite his evidently adult form, Al was, in fact, still quite young.


    He was just.. stuck.
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    HI EVERYONE
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    threads with this gentle giant? c:
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]oh man it feels so weird to be called Kat again cx
    / nostalgia


    but yes !! it's original username week. it's actually oddi c;


    gAY VILLAGE YES
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    no problemo pal


    AHAHA KITTYSUPERSAIYAN
    THATS AMAZING


    one of us
    one of us

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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Ah - other people! The great lion perked up a bit, and although his expression never changed from it's current stony appearance, it was evident in his body language that he was a little happier. He cast his glowing red gaze down on Severn first, chuckling at her excitement, his telepathic voice rolling through the minds of those around him with a metallic echo. "I- Yeah, I am made of metal. Last time I checked, at least." He spoke quietly, but not without good humor. His current body wasn't something he enjoyed, but it wasn't something he hated so much that he couldn't joke about sometimes. To be honest, he was just glad to still be alive. "I was hoping to join, if you don't mind. My name is Alphonse Elric, if you were wondering." He looked up at the other two who'd approached, the steel plates lining his neck clanking together. He offered them a dip of his head, returning their silent greetings.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"Those are definitely interesting requests," Alphonse commented, amusement present in his telepathically projected voice. The high-pitched, childish tone of his voice was deceiving; he appeared a moment after he spoke, looming over everyone else present. The large metal lion gave a quick dip of his head, the steel plates along his neck clanging together. His glowing red optics were trained on this apparent joiner. Expression as stony as ever but voice cheerful, he called, "Uh, welcome to the clan! I'm Alphonse Elric. It a pleasure to meet you." This guy seemed sarcastic - not that Al couldn't handle that. He'd dealt with plenty of that from brother.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"I can pitch in as well if you'd like," Alphonse commented with a hum as he sauntered over, his metal flank flashing in the mid-day sunlight. If he still had the ability, he would've smiled, or tried to offer some form of reassurance to the younger child. After all, he seemed rather.. skittish. It was obvious something had happened in his past that had traumatized him. But his expression remained the same as every - cold and blank with glowing red eyes. "I can lift lots."
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Alphonse sauntered over and sat beside Dee, looking comically large next to the tiny deer. The metal being focused his glowing red gaze on Direpromise. "Got room for one more?" he called cheerily.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]Alphonse couldn't sleep. No, he wasn't an amnesiac, he didn't have any sort of disorder - he physically couldn't sleep. This body didn't allow it, nor did it allow him to eat or drink or do anything a normal person would have to do to survive. He despised it. Nighttime always felt hollow and lonely. Once upon a time, he'd consoled himself by watching over Edward while he slept, but now he and his brother were separated. The long, dark hours were slowly driving him insane.


    There seemed to be no reason for the metal lion to own a dream catcher, but even still, he wanted once. He wasn't quite sure why. The massive creature sauntered over to Powderpaw, casting his glowing red gaze down on the smaller felidae. "Are.. Are you giving these away?" he asked in a soft telepathic voice.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]"Looks like you're a little stuck." Alphonse's youthful telepathic voice was laced with subtle amusement. The large metal creature sauntered over to Quickcub, peering down at the smaller lion with warm glowing red eyes. He liked Quickcub - the little guy reminded him a bit of himself. He couldn't help but be worried, though - he seemed to have the mindset of a slave, which only made Al wonder what horrors he'd gone through earlier in life. He knew from experience that childhood traumas were never good. Had he a regular body, he would've shivered at the memory.


    "Here, let me help." He didn't have a functioning mouth, just a slit in the shape of one - so he couldn't lift Quickcub by the scruff. Instead he sat back on his haunches and attempted to gently pull him out from the hole with his massive leather-padded forepaws.
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    hello I hAve returned
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][justify]★ ★ ★[size=3pt]--[/size] [size=9pt]It was early morning. The forest was eerily quiet that day, the silence broken only by a sound unfamiliar to that land - the hard trudge, trudge, trudge of steady metal footfall.


    Alphonse was the living epitome of a 'gentle giant.' He was a terrifying creature to look at - a good amount larger than your average adult lion, composed entirely of layered steel plates, peering out at the world with glowing red optics and unmovable facial features. He looked like a suit of armor; had he not been moving, many would've assumed him to be an inanimate object. He walked with a lumbering gait, slow yet terrifyingly strong.


    He paused at the border, the hues of the sunrise dancing off his metallic flank. He would hesitate for just a moment before speaking - and the essence of his voice would reveal the being that truly resided inside this metal shell. "Hello?" he called softly, projecting his words out with his mind, his mouth remaining still. He had the voice of a small child - high-pitched, innocent, gentle, and yet somehow also richly intelligent. Despite his evidently adult form, Al was, in fact, still quite young.


    He was just.. stuck.
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    [size=1]sounds gr8 ! i already have the sub worked out (as you can see,,) so if you want I can make their dual joining thread now c:


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    [justify][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=transparent; width: 425px;][size=9pt]"Hellooo?"


    Miguel picked his way carefully over the BlizzardClan border, making sure not to touch the scent markers. He gazed with a puzzled expression down at the ground as if there was a visible line there. He glanced up at the surrounding forest, which was obviously vacant. Nothing stirred. "Hm. Strange." Still, he moved onward, humming to himself happily.


    The young man didn't make it much further before he gave an exasperated sigh and flopped over, leaning back against the trunk of a tree. He continued to hum, grabbing his lute from where it had been strapped to his back. He cradled the instrument and positioned his paws before strumming a few pleasant-sounding chords, letting them ring. Then he broke out into a song, ears twitching along with each note. Miguel lifted his head, peering out in the direction he'd come from. "Tulio?" he called, voice laced with a thick British accent, but there was no response. After a moment he shrugged - his partner had probably fallen behind. He would find his way there. Probably. For now, Miguel decided he would keep playing; whether or not this was the place that they were looking for, they needed to rest for the night.
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    uh yes hello
    I'm new :0
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    TULIO WILL BE HERE SOON AND IM SO EXCITED
    AND HEYA SAEPE


    don't worry fan we're just getting excited over a cartoon
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