Posts by Wallace Wells.

arGHHHHH
IVE MADE ANOTHER CHARACTER
CAUSE SCOTT PILGRIM VS THE WORLD IS THE BEST
AND I NEEDED A WALLACE CHARACTER IN MY LIFE
BUT SERIOUSLY I NEED TO STOP

anyway.
where should I stick this little *?
Possibly somewhere with a strong bond to colouredclan so he can come and bother them at social events.

Wal had been wandering for quite a while whist looking for a home. Sometimes he wondered if there was even a place out there that would suit his style. He was a kind of alcoholic, gay kid who didn't really like people. Wow, what a combination. There must be some sort of prize for that out there some where. Who knows, maybe one day he'd be such an award. Wouldn't that be pleasant. The timber wolf hummed to himself as he padded along. An unfamiliar scent washed over him and he stopped glancing around and noticing the stranger. 'The Forsaken' he thought, pinning the smell to the place. That was interesting. He didn't hesitate to approach unlike what others may of done. He padded right over and smiled. "Hey, urr, aren't you a bit far from home?" he inquired, noticing the prominent scent of herbs and such on her. A healer of some sort. Interesting.

Interaction thread with Wallace?
I don't mind making c:

Wallace bit back a little chuckle as she jumped. He didn't laugh at the action because he didn't want to come across as rude. Anti-social or not, this was a potential friend here and since he hadn't seen Scott for ages, he needed one or two companions. "Sorry about that he said with a tilt of his head, noticing how she looked at him. It took a few seconds for him to realise why she was staring. He had drank a little drop of beer before venturing out into the world. It calmed his nerves. She could probably smell it. Whoops. At least he wasn't drunk like before when he fell onto his friend. He decided to manipulate his own scent, taking away the smell of alcohol and replacing it was a more natural scent. Like wet grass and rose. That was just the way he rolled. The timber wolf nodded as she introduced herself before speaking up. "Cool. Name's Wallace. Wallace Wells." Wal stated with a flick of his ear.

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Wallace had continued to wander. He had found that constantly manipulating his scent covered up the fact that he drank quite a lot of alcohol. To calm his nerves. That's what he told himself. The timber wolf only drank once in a while and wasn't easy to get drunk. He had trained himself to not get drunk so easily. He would make a fool of himself when he was truly drunk. Maybe that's why Scott left. The wolf didn't plan on adventuring today yet he found himself on the outskirts of a rather unfamiliar place. It looked rather interesting. Well at least it was confirmed that adventured came looking for him and not the other way around. Although he did go in search of excitement sometimes. The male twisted his smell to that of rose and wet grass, what he normally preferred to smell like, and padded along the invisible border line, staring into the territory to see if he could spot anyone to bother talk to. He was bored and wouldn't mind making a new friend even if he was rather anti-social. He needed friends after his 'friend' had gone.

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here be the thread c:

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My Wallace is looking for a clan aswell so maybe they could become friends and perhaps go to the same clan.

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//thought I'd mention that Wallace's view on Scott isn't cannon and is part of a plot c:
Incase anyone was wondering why he was thinking like that cause they'd watched the movie/read the books and noticed it was different c;

Wallace had been wandering for such a long time now. Ever since his 'friend' shouted at him and left him. The wolf wasn't over it. He wouldn't be able to get over it. So he drank. Not all the time but he did once in a while. Whenever he did, he covered up his smell with that of rose and wet grass. It was a painful scent. Reminding him about Scott. Scott... The name caused annoyance to bubble within the black furred canine. 'Who does he think he is? Oh look I'm Scott Pilgrim and I insult my best friend then abandon them ' Wallace thought bitterly. He was deep in thought when he noticed he was on a border. Oh he was there! Solsticeclan. The male shook away the thoughts and tilted his head. Would he regret this? Probably. Would he join anyway? Most likely.

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//Well he's based off Wallace from the movie Scott Pilgrim vs The World if you was wondering about what the film was called.
if that was even what you was talking about XD

Wallace looked up with a half smile, half smirk. His signature facial expression other than a frown. This dude was cu- nope. No thinking like that about strangers. Cause that most likely won't end well. So the wolf just listened as the male spoke. Wal noticed how the male seemed a bit... jumpy? No that wasn't the word. On edge? Maybe something had happened. Now that triggered the male's curiosity. But it wasn't his business, even if he thought the ocelot was cute. He wouldn't just ask about it. For all he knew, the male could always be like that and then Wallace would look like an idiot mentioning anything. So he decided to keep shut about it. "Yeah, I'm a bit of a wanderer. Name's Wallace. Wallace Wells" He said with a flick of his head. "And this is Solsticeclan right? If so then yep, I'm here with the intention of joining".

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track cause Wallace knows no one at the moment XP

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Well he's in SolsticeClan now but as far as I'm aware, The Mafia and SolsticeClan are neutrals so I'll throw him into a thread there now so he can have a dual membership c:
They could meet in his joining thread and become friends from there if you like

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Wallace padded over to the border. He had miraculously avoided a bottle of beer but he had decided that if he was accepted, he deserved it. The faint scent of Solsticeclan clung to him, a sign he had come from a different clan. Would he tell them he wished to have a dual membership. Would they still accept him. He felt regret, would they's and what if's flood his mind. The black wolf felt his nerves waver and his confident smile-smirk fade for a moment. What if this wasn't a good idea? He wouldn't have Scott to back h- no. F*ck no. No thinking about that traitorous git. The wolf felt his confidence stream back at the thought of his former friend. If the male saw him now, able to do things without Scott. He wasn't dependent on his friend. Not anymore. Wallace took a step towards the border and sat, tail swishing slightly.

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Wallace padded over, admiration in his eyes. "Blazingnebulae and The Prominence. Got it" he said with a nod. Ooo, the cute leader dude was cuter when he was angry. The canine pushed away the thoughts as he took as seat a little bit away from the pair of siblings, gazing up at the leader and awaiting his next words.

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Wallace retched as he saw the scene. Those *ing pesky birds had certainly had some fun with this chick. He hesitantly made his way to Mousepaw's side, staring at the place where the female's wings had previously been with horror. "Oh, urrm. D-Do you need any assistance" he said, clearing his throat as he struggled to tear his gaze from the bloodied female. It was disgraceful that those vultures thought they owned the place and thought that they could just go around hurting people.

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Okay so maybe we could have a sort of pranking event going on in the clan over Halloween so people can do cool, Halloween styled pranks just to boost a bit of muse and show we can be fun.

Also mass adoption maybe.

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Wallace padded over and frowned, eyes narrowed in irritation. Now for once, he wasn't irritated about being stopped from drinking or being awakened too early. No, he was annoyed about those fools over in the Skulls who thought they could go around kidnapping children and lying to them. It was wrong on so many levels. At least you are back where you belong" he commented as he approached before his gaze locked on the Skulls members. If looks could kill then the intruding kidnappers would be frozen from the icy intensity of his glare. "Get the hell off our territory" he barked as he made his way to Raze's side so he could stand infront of Temperance, paws glowing a neon blue..

[size=2pt]art credit to nighttime c:[/size]
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[size=9pt]"You can't trust me!"[/size]

Holy cow thank you c:
That's awesome!

[size=2pt]art credit to nighttime c:[/size]
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[size=9pt]"You can't trust me!"[/size]

Wallace nodded. As much as he was an asshole, he would not want his clanmates to be in pain like Coloured currently was. The wolf swiftly darted off and was soon to return with the supplies in a little bag and a bowl of water in his jaws. He set the bowl down incase it was needed like for washing blood away or if Col wanted any to to drink. He the. Took off the little satchel and passed it over to Mousepaw before taking a little step away. Thank God he was sober today.