Posts by — KOU TSUKINO

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  • oooo so scary wow [ open + scary stories


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Stories? Sleep liked stories. The female would prod over with a small smile. "[b]Ahh - I'll listen to some stories.    "


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  • BILLS TO PAY -- private


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]A light pleasant calm laugh was heard for the feline as she listened to Draco's outburst. Usually Yato would send her away, tell her never to come back, not to touch Yukine or Hiyori-chan. It was an odd relationship. Her lips would then turn into a bitter frown. But the only thing she could stammer out was a weak fake teary eyed mew.


    "[b]D-don't yell at me." Then she would bitterly laugh again; shaking off any form of her fake tone or tears. "But seriously - you aren't gonna get any answers from me if you act like that." Well, he could. But that involved lots of pain. Or possibly a compromise. A slight grin was formed on her half white and black maw. "Mmm - but yeah. I guess I know something."


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  • HOW HORRIFYING | o.


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px][color=white]"[b]Sorry to bother your little starting conversation. But I'm Sleepwalker.    " A small calm voice could be heard from the masked feline as she approached quietly. She wasn't into socializing. But . . . it could work.


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  • BILLS TO PAY -- private


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px][i]Fine. What do I have to do to get you to spill it then?


    The feline would raise her 'eyebrows' and lightly chuckle at the statement. What was the fun in letting the poor little amnesiac know his story already? Hah, none. Twirling around in her wretched garb, the feline would lean in closer to Draco. Yato would usually not let her in this close. But his eyes were really . . . brilliant and beautiful. The color almost shot at you. Called you. Allured you. Wanted to you to sink within them. Or maybe that's what she thought.


    Scarred and oh so perfect. Still having that touch of badassery. The girl wanted that. She wanted that so badly. But no, she was scarred far worse than Draco. Scarred beyond belief. But who would pity a cannibalistic and child-like soul? No one.


    "[b]It's no fun if I give out the mystery. It's certainly no fun." Looking deeper into his eyes, the feline would draw back with a small smirk. "And why do you even care anyway? It's not like anyone cares about you."


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  • i'll leave you choking / private au


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    Sleep had no idea things like that existed in there world. Hah. The more she knew, the better she would be. A small smile was glazed on the pale snowy facial features of the girl. "[b]Well - I have a lot of names. Some people call me Sleep, Hiiro, or any name they can think of." Tilting her head and resting her arms on her knees as she crouched on the ground; the female would continue briefly. "But I prefer to be called Nora."


    Leaning in closer to the male, the female would stare above at the male's features. Analyzing every bit. Every section. Every cold and bruised detail. She wanted to know his story, his name, what did his eyes say to her? Were they fruitless and empty? Or were they worth her time? It would be difficult to tell due to her height. She was around a child's. And had these small white flip flops that wouldn't allow her to jump that much. "What is your's? And if you could, tell me about yourself. Your story."


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  • I KNOW I'M A WOLF && open, torture


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Ahh, torture. What a pleasant sight to the cannibal. The oddly masked female would prod over with a shimmer to her eyes. How interesting ~


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  • In case you are wondering [open + development] yes, I am still a potato


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Sleep had to decide to go for a pleasant stroll in the camp. That was . . . until she heard a bunch of ringing and clanging and decided to bound over. Her eyes were lit up with curiosity but most of all irritation. "[b]Hey, what's all that noise for? And what the hell are you doing?    " The masked figure would approach with gentle pawsteps and a 'calm' voice.
    /rushed


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  • the richous return of bloodstrike. open


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Ahh, a revengeful soul. You never see those anymore. But maybe that's because no one is committing such acts no more? Now that was funny. The lips of the female would be cocked into a grin as she approached Sam with a nod.


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  • i want to show you my fangs -- open, dorian needed

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Flowers? Flowers. The female would burst out in laughter at the sight of such an interesting proposal. Her pawsteps had led her here after hearing such commotion ringing throughout the Camp. "[b]What an adorkable preformance.    "


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  • mama we all go to hell [ open + finished with armor ]


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Magic? Now that was silly. She hadn't seen such a thing since . . . Yukine or Hiyori. The masked femme would cock her head slightly with a small puff of her cheeks as she came forth. "[b]Magic. Now that's silly.    "


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  • WE'VE FOUND FOOTPRINTS ▲▲ OPEN JOINING + CANNIBALISM


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Oh, so there was another cannibal here? Interesting, interesting. The female would prod over with an intense amount of curiosity. Her paws resting her face as she lounged on the ground with a small smile and giggled. "[b]Welcome to Boneclan, Hell-chan. You may call me Sleepwalker.    "


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  • THE CREATED SMILE IS|| Open,, Joining|| HATEFUL HATEFUL TEARS


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]This was an odd joiner. The ghastly figure would slip on over with a small smile on her features and laugh at her. "[b]Welcome to Hell - wait, Boneclan then.    " Shaking her head slightly, the mask figure would announce her name. "The name's Sleepwalker. But feel free to call me Nora."


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  • Let's get down and funky ! ( open ; herb training/choosing )


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Ahh, herbs. She had known a few. And would be interested in the position. But lightly shrugged because she had more important matters to attend to. Like Hiyori and Yukine. "[b]Nora is interested.    "


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  • SHE'S A SUMMER IDOL [✾] OPEN, JOINING


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Oh, so this little shit was here. The masked female would lightly roll her eyes at the sight as she prod forth. Her lips tilted into a slight snarl but was soon covered up in a small fake smile.


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  • time flies by [open] they all sang along


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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 490px; height: auto; font: normal 8pt verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -15px; line-height: 13px]Oh, Nora had a hard time seeing Yukine. It looked like her abilities had went out of wack. Oops. She needed a new master soon. Before she went bamn, lost in the wilderness. The lips of the masked female would lighten up in a small smile. Ahh, the fruitless spirit. She had met him once. "[b]Hello.    "


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  • Let's get down and funky ! ( open ; herb training/choosing )

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; height: 30px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 28pt; color: white; letter-spacing: 2.5px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black;]♛ SLEEPWALKER[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 425px; height: auto; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify; line-height: 105%; margin-top: -13px;][hr]♛♛ I'M ONLY LIVING TO FULFILL MY WISH ♛♛


    The masked female would laugh at the question lightly from her position. It was an peculiar one. One that one would never question at these types of meetings. As she stopped laughing, the child would clear her throat before answering calmly. "[b]It's like asking a child what is good and bad. They'll tell you all the bad things in a nasty way, while all the good thing will be holy and pure. I believe the answer is just all about opinion, yes?" Sleep would swish her black and white tail around, then continue with an answer. A pout was formed on her lips. "Ano. . . I think. That a good herb would be a straight-forward person. If someone has a disease of some sort, you won't just be like 'oh it's nothing bad ya know'. You would tell them straight up right?" Hmm, this was a bit hard. The girl would think a bit more before continuing.


    "The personality or character or backstory or anything doesn't matter for a herb. They just have to be a very . . . able person. One of those herbists who can easily read between the lines. And tell what's going on. Oh, and also quick-witted."


    W-what do y-you think makes you g-good for that position.?


    Hah, she didn't know. Maybe a guess would do. "Ano . . . I'm not the best person. But I know what I know. And I know a few basic herbs. I also am quite determined for results and love knowledge. Oh, oh and I also love love mortals - so I wouldn't want any of you interesting souls to die."

  • [ fear is ever changing and evolving ] OPEN, DARKCLANNER

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    Giggling, the masked femme would approach the situation with a curious gaze as she sat beside Adaline. Her lips were tugged into a small smile as her pearly white fangs stuck out childishly. "[b]Mhmm."

  • Icecream paint job (open gifts)

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    Oh, gifts? The girl liked gifts. Especially the ones that Yato-chan would give to her as children. Sleep would come bounding after Dorian with a light chuckle. "[b]Nice, nice! And I hope you get back safely. Well, no. I kind of don't. Soooo - I hope die." Awh, that was mean of her to say. And a bit criticizing. After all, he hiked from his 'Darkclan' to all the way here in Boneclan. "No, no. I'm joking. Hope you'll get back home with protection."

  • DONT BLAME IT ON ME && joining

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    Oooh, ooh. The joiner looked like fun. Perhaps he could be her next owner? And maybe use one of the names that had etched into the white part of her fur. The femme would prod over enthusiastically. And with a smile on her features too.

  • --A PROMISE UNFORGOTTEN |OPEN| JOINING


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    Now now. This was an interesting soul indeed. A bit zappy tho. The feline would prod over with a yawn. Her mask adorned the right side of her features as she swished her half black and white tail. A small ring adorned each of ears playfully as if in an odd fashion sense. But hey, the kid had one too.


    "[b]The name's Sleepwalker, but you can call me Nora."



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