Posts by crashcourse e.

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  • this is not a dream (open + joining)

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    finally, there was someone newer than him! but she didn't look as undereducated as he did, so maybe that wasn't a good thing. he was still probably the stupidest, although he didn't look it for the first few seconds. mouth covered in blood, the golden eyed reddish brown wolf with the oddly tipped hat seemed like he just had a resting bitch face as he glared at wildestpaw for a moment. but his tail began to wag and he had the makings of a smile as he realized something. "hi! you're really cute!" and she was, to him. cure as a button. "my name is crashcourse, nice to meetcha!"

  • NEXT TO THE BOY WHO'S THROWING UP ▲▲ OPEN JOINING + INJURIES

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    dogs had really good noses, as did wolves, so crash was more attracted by the scent of blood than anything else, especially given that he was a vampire. "hEY," the male said loudly, his voice starting out normal but then escalating in volume. "what's goiNG ON HERE?"


    /mobile

  • BRICK BY BORING BRICK & SPECTRUMCLAN'S PLOTTING THREAD.

    § isis § wrote:


    [font=georgia]isis could probably now think after the joining thread that he's a big teddy bear
    now i'm imagining her shapeshifting into something smaller and just sits on his back and rides him everywhere all the time

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; line-height: 14px; width: 430px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10.5px;]ik he's just
    looking at people like all crazy but he really means
    "love me pet me love me pet me"
    like that's his whole internal monologue it's hilarious


    bro they should have a thread

  • LET THE FLAMES BEGIN | open : meeting & promotions

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    crash might be unsure what hype was, but wouldn't really let such affect what he thoguht about spectrumclan- the fact that it was aweosme and fun! the chestnut colored wolf padded over, grinning.

  • BRICK BY BORING BRICK & SPECTRUMCLAN'S PLOTTING THREAD.

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    LATE REPLY SORRY

    ☆ Minty wrote:


    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 11pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 500px;]tell me why I think crash will instantly become a puppy when he gets petted


    ^^^^ yes. well for the most part he only seeks praise and stuff from people he really looks upnto but certainly he would indeed become a puppy if pet in the right places
    me: sits in the corner watching grooming video for guy crash is based off

    § isis § wrote:


    [font=georgia]umM can you make it i need to finish homework


    omg yes they do
    i'd make except reasons stated above


    unless either of you are willing to wait until tomorrow after school? i have band in the morning so i cant make it then


    I CAN MAKE I WILL MAKE IT I WILL HOLD ON

  • LET THE FLAMES BEGIN | open : meeting & promotions

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    hmm, promotions. if crashcourse thought about it, he might think that he wanted one of these highers positions, perhaps so that he would have the power to have a say in what people did here and there, but if he were to think about it, he couldn't have that while he was so new and perhaps void of the trust he needed. "congrats you guys!" the chestnut wolf called, grinning.

  • THE RECKLESS AND THE BRAVE | open : welcoming ceremony

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    well, crashcourse didn't know about anyone else, but he sure hoped that everyone could remember him, since if anything other than his bleeding mouth, he was sure that he had been able to keep his recognition up. "you can remember me, right?" the chestnut wolf asked as he padded over to the scene, his head tipped to one side. if she didn't, well, he couldn't imagine a life where he went along, unremembered by the majority of people. however would he get attention then?

  • OH MY THE COFFEE (private)

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    there was a rather mischievous gleam in his eye as he trotted (bounced?) around on lands he didn't know. he was totally lost and he knew it, but that's what made everything so funny. Her accidentally lost windclan, he'd accidentally lost spectrumclan- he'll, he'd also lost zanan, and that was a huge castle! no won Der he was often looked down upon as a child by the others in his faction. It was kind of depressing, but crash never used to mind when he was seccond in command. the right-hand, go-to man for the surety jobs. He sort of missed that life, since ow there weren't really may people that he could look forward to a good old fashion fight with. Picking fights in this country weren't hard but everyone seemed to have magic. which was really annoying to him. All he had were his chakrams, and he seemed even the to have misplaced those. The truth was, he had no idea what he was doing, really, but being here in this place had taught him one thing. Well, two, actually.


    he really wanted someone to rub his belly, and he really really wanted a cookie. Was that so hard to give or get? No. Although it wouldn't have the pleasurable effect if it wasn't given to him by someone he liked, and the only hung he had managed to make here so far was an acquaintance that he had befriended in order to watch and maybe even kill if they portrayed irredeemable traits. You could probably tell- that weirdo white kitsune was anyone's worst nightmare, but he had decided to watch him with the utmost strength in his eyes and all that-


    well, that is, if he even knew where to find the guy.


    but he supposed he shouldn't be thinking about sonrthig as unlikeable as gin right now. Perhaps that forever smiling oversized Fox keeled over and he could be rid of the guy forever, but he'd for now pay no mind to that. "aaaaaah..." in the present, the wolf sighed as he came to a stop and peered around, his sideways hat threatening to slip off his ears until he pulled it all the way onto his head (sometimes he forgot to adjust it- what a nerd!). To be honest, he didn't know which way he should go now, since both directions left and right were unfamilliar. And we was getting a bit hungry. The blood coming from his own tongue, bitten time and time again, was pretty nasty and barely did anything to satisfy him. to be honest he would have liked to find a loberia out here, but those were probably only back where he was from. how depressing. he would have let his head hang at the thought had he not smelled a tiny prey animal -a mouse, but he didn't really know what those were)- and subsequently followed the scent. "rate....come to MEEEE!"


    bottom line he totally ended up scaring it off because he screamed. what an idiot.

  • healing stream engaged | o, joining

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    golden eyes glinted with mischief as the wolf (giant puppy? lololol) trotted over to the land of... well, where exactly was he? crashcourse had no clue, actually. . . . but, knowing this strange place he had ended up in, there would be a group nearby. originally, he had hoped to find a specific wolf pack, residing in zanan castle, but there would be no such luck for a wolf not infected with the one illness he seemed to avoid. he could jump all the palace walls he desired, but there wasn't anyone to share it with.. not anymore. but, that wasn't what he needed to be thinking about! nope! it wasn't as though he had forgotten his former home, but crash was treating all this as if it were a joke. a pun. something he shouldn't be worried about. perhaps he was dreaming all of this, asleep ..perhaps in the dungeon of a castle, chained up, battered, and bruised... waiting to be punished for his crimes. but that's what made this life so interesting- a dream lasting this long wasn't unheard of, at least for him. crash would have liked to wake up and patrol the gates of zanan, but he supposed that it wasn't possible now, since he was having a good time.


    when he did wake up -if he did, that is- he would definitely live to tell this tale. he might even get offered a pat by (GASP, could it be!?) his senpai! the volf nearly melted at the thought, the idea, the possibility! it would be a miracle of he were able to receive something so high... but perhaps this dream world really was getting to him, to think that he could receive a praise that was ever so rare... -huh? crashcourse's thought process was interrupted by... none other than himself. "aa~~AH....ACHOO!!!!! HOLy gOD DID THAT ONE HURT WHAT THE HECK!" using his bloodied cravat -most likely not covered in his own blood- to wipe his nose, sniffing a little bit, before wondering what had made him sneeze. hopefully, he wasn't getting sick?