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the albino jaguar gave a toss of his head, pale pink eyes trained on the crowd around him, most of whom he didn't know, they were just blurry faces in a large swarm of people, npc's. many of them he wouldn't even get to know because the clan was so large. he liked to meet others, he loved to even. fue hummed s short tune under his breath before waving his tail wildly in the air--attempting to attract attention to him. of course his goal was to attract attention, he adored attention. good bad, didn't really matter, as long as eyes were on him. the reincarnation of the former insignian gave a wide smile, "meet and greet!" he called in a light airy tone, radiating happiness, he heard other members doing meet and greets, so why shouldn't he host one?

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"Beam me up, Scotty!" the child shouted up into the sky from the Bloodclan border. Within mere seconds he felt a warming sensation throughout his body and he was back in stellarclan, but more specifically in the Patrium gardens, a bright smile on his maw. "Meet and greet?" he inquired, the second one of today, and yet he wasn't tired of meeting others.

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"Jackson? that's badass." he chirped in reply. sure, innocent, right, to some extent. the dual allied cub waved his tail in response, "My name's fueledcub donatelli murduk." the child responded lightly, his expression still happy, perhaps overly exuberant even. the albino plopped down gracefully, tuckled his paws under himself and draped his fluffy tail around him. "nice tail."

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Cigarettes, a with a flash a memory returned to the child--from another time, when he lived in Boneclan, he recalled his mother (whom he couldn't see the face of) smoking a cigarette, the orange and white stick placed between her lips, the sharp scent of smoke filling his lungs. A scent that brought nostalgia to the cub. Fueledcub approached with wary pale pink optics, tail waving in greeting--however he wasn't quite sure what to say. Someone was smoking, and people around him said it was bad for him, whoop-de-doo.

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screechingpaw. she didn't seem like the screeching type--though names were simply that, names, words that people reacted to--they didn't mean anything. his name was fueledcub, what would that mean? that he was fueled? with what? the child dipped his head in greeting, "Nice to meet you Ree, I'm Fueledcub, I don't really have any nicknames but feel free to make something up." the dancer replied turning his head to the samurai, his head tilting up to meet his gaze--his pale pink orbs bright an excited. he liked this guy, he was interesting, and he had a sword, "Just Ronin? Not Ronnie?" he inquired before turning his head to Aten, most of his attention still on Ronin. At the sound of a familiar voice his smile became instantly more friendly, "Hey Redcub, how're you?"

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at the mention of a ship by the ocean, fueled flinched and his mind blanked as he received a flashback of his former life--as Ariadne, a former insignian, not a boneclanner, and insignian, whom was alive when orange lily was leader. a vision of Ariadne running down the beach with her brother, her parents standing nearby. and then he was back, his eyes cleared and he was back in the present, back in bloodclan. the child shook his head violently and nodded at her story, "Heh, bet its handy bein' so big in a battle though." he commented in response.

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"Evangeline, that's a very pretty name, nice to meet you." the child responded storing the information about her rank away for future reference. His pale eyes traveled from the raptor to the leopardess, his smile never fading--like he was always happy, like a smile was tattooed on his maw, "Do you have any powers, miss?" he asked out of pure curiosity, he liked to learn of other people's powers, of course he had his own, as well as his hobbies. But something about learning other peoples, intrigued him greatly.

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"hey, sis!" he greeted his ivory dipped paws treading gracefully over the bloodclan territory as he approached, he was much accustomed to the feel of stellarclan's floor by now, the alien planet was much different then bloodclan--though he adored both clans. the albino jaguar smiled, his eyes crinkling as he did so. fueledcub was sure he didn't need to introduce himself, for he was already acquainted with redcub--they had to be, they were siblings. however for the sake of anyone else that appeared, "i'm fueledcub."

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now anyone who remotely knew fueledcub, knew that he adored things that were shiny, or pretty, or just plain aesthetic. and these flower crowns were under the pretty category and boy did he take a liking to them. "Happen to have a light blue, pastel pink, or black one?" he inquired in a giddy tone, all three of those colors were his favorites--and would definitely compliment him.

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"Merle. Nice to meet you too." he replied flashing the fourth tier a toothy smile before his pink eyes traveled to his amputated limb and he nodded. a limb missing, he wondered how that had happened. maybe a dragon ate it, or a pirate ripped it off in a battle, or...well fueled was imaginative--he highly doubted that the lost it in either of those situations however they were much more interesting to him.

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Oh this was nice, more people to come and meet him, just perfect--honestly. the child gave a big grin towards the newcomers before dipping his head to think. alright, perfect impression--lifting his head he nodded once and stored their names to his ever-expanding memory, "Oh right, this is Shreechingpaw slash Ree, that samurai guy is Ronin, just Ronin. And last but not least Aten!" he responded in his sisters direction, introducing each of his friends by their name and pointing to them with a flick of his tail. He considered them his friends already, he was eager to get to know them. As more people arrived his grin widened, "Nice to meet you, Sister Abigail, and Slayer." gosh such nice names--albeit Slayer was a bit violent but he liked it. Short and sweet.

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as the pale jaguar was confronted with an excitable child with the offer of a joke he took the opportunity, smiled with a mischievous glint in his eyes, leaned closer and nodded eagerly, "Tell me!" he urged on. Of course Fueled would want to hear the joke, but as others arrived he held up a single claw towards Soldierkit and turned to Roxy with a slanted half smile, "Nice to meet'cha Roxy, hellhound, that's rad." he commented earnestly, hellhounds were badass, he thought as he turned back to Evangeline and widened, "Ohh, what is it?" he asked with a wiggle of his rump. He was excited to say the least, a joke, powers, god he loved this.

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humming an upbeat tune under his breath the child tiger continued his trek back to his main home, bloodclan - where he had disappeared from, captured as he liked to put it - he was captured by loners and just recently had he been able to escape from their grasp. with multiple gashes on his lower flank - smaller cicarixes lacing his hind legs he padded forward like they were nothing, most of the wounds were now closed up from sand and dried blood but one could tell by the pink hue covering the surrounding ivory fur that the wounds were irritated and potentially dangerous to his health.
fue had lost a hefty amount of blood during his journey back, but it didn't bother him - the only thing on his mind were his parents and the thought that with his wounds, he'd never be able to dance again. the latter was such a silly thought, they were just cuts, nothing too major - of course he'd be able to dance. however it was fueledcub - he naturally worried about everything.
a rough cough escaped his sore throat - his tongue felt dry as sand paper, his once beautiful soft and plush fur was choppy and coarse, it would take months for it to grow back to normal, his pale pink eyes were dull with a thin glaze - making it obvious how exhausted he was. god he'd do next to anything for a drink of water, "d-dad." he stuttered out. he hadn't seen pollux nor his mother in a while. technically they weren't his biological parents but they were the closest thing he had to parents - they had adopted him and his siblings after all.

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[abbr=fueledcub(fantasy) donatelli murduk ; adopted by pollux x callisto ; willowy albino tiger ; male ; three months physically ; five months mentally ; 20 months spiritually ; homoromantic homosexual ; stellarclan & bloodclan ; reincarnation of Ariadne stormborn-jay ; obsessed with dancing ; an emotional, angst-filled, flamboyant cinnamon roll ; frequently dyes his pelt ; roughly based of kisumi from free! and troye sivan ; #fueledfantasy]information [/abbr]/ powers / interaction / [u]thread hub[/fancypost]

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the boy's head whipped around to meet his sisters gaze and his energy level shot from zero to one hundred in a split second - adrenaline masking his immense pain, "mic-key!" he squealed, voice cracking as he shouted the nickname he made up for his sister. Oh how he missed his family.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto;width:438px; text-transform:lowercase; font-family: georgia;][justify] the albino tiger didn't look like much of a tiger - to be honest he resembled a mummy with all of the human bandages that he was wrapped in by one of the npc healers. the child was now lying on his stomach ontop of a smooth boulder about twice his size - enjoying the heat of the sun on his back, he felt quite lethargic these days - he couldn't dance until his wounds got better, nor could he dye his pelt until he got the bandages off. so the next few weeks would be a waiting game, a long, tiresome, monotonous waiting game - and fue was very impatient.

// crap first post, sorry

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this is warpaw (warboy) and he's based off slit from mad max fury road, he's a pale white feline with one blue eye and one dark orange, he has a wide jagged chelsea grin on his maw and he's basically a *boi.

he's open for;
mentors
friends
best friends (very difficult)
rivals (yesyesyes)
people to fight
one night stands (literless, this could involve a plot)

maybe;
future relationships
capture

closed;
death
maim

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[abbr=warpaw(boy) "slit" darling resurgam ; adopted by Harley resurgam ; willowy white feline with one blue eye and one orange ; has a lizard tongue, patches of lizard skin, and lizard claws ; has tattoos ; lizard king ; has a chealsea grin ; male ; ten months physically ; one year mentally ; 2 years months spiritually ; biromantic homosexual ; the brotherhood ; obsessed with fighting and war tactics ; a stubborn, angst-filled, cinnamon roll ; frequently gets into fights ; roughly based of slit from mad max fury road; #slitmmfr]information [/abbr]/ powers / [abbr=easy-medium ; attack in bold underlined white; no maim or kill ; minor injuries are a-ok ; pm for plots/capture ; uses iron daggers, and fire]interaction[/abbr] / [u]plotting[/fancypost]

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