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Hnnn... my little Kyojin is Asexual, and he can't feel lust. Ahh fuge it, I still ship him.
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Magic didn't help either. Kyojin sighed, slowly shaking his head, sniffing deeply. Calming down finally, his shaking finally stopped. His head thumped loudly, a soaring head ache ran through his skull. Letting out a sigh, an after effect of crying. Glancing at Shiren, "Nevermind Shiren." he said softly. Smiling softly in an attempt to show her he had no hard feelings for what just happened. Still shaken up though, flinching at every movement flicking around in the corner of his vision.
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A mucus covered squirming body sat in the tiny black paws of a kit. Long claws sank into the body. Suddenly jaws clamped onto the head of the amphibian in its grasp. A deep snapping sound rang through the body, and its head was ripped free from its body. Spitting out the nasty tasting head, leaving mucus covering the tongue of the killer. Whom was the odd half phantom known as Kyojin. Running a claw down its belly, peeling its slimy green skin off its body with a hard yank. Throwing away the skin and feasting on the pink flesh. Large angry red wounds ran across his face. One dashing across his brow and down his face, then two running across his nose. One of those two was dangerously close to his eye. Almost splitting open the bottom eyelid. He curled his nose, trying his best not to split open the scabs again. He refused to let anyone put poltuice on his wound. It felt abnormal and disgusting, so he would always wipe it off or wash it off. He wasn't aware of the threat infection. Infection was the last thing he worried about, infact it was the pain. It felt so odd. So forgin, but he... liked. Almost. He didn't like the stinging, but the painful after effects was so interesting. Infact he wanted to observe the effects, but right now he was hungry. The head of a frog was useless, and he didn't want to squeeze it to death. So decapitating it was humane and effective to him. Licking his blooded maw, a small pile of bones and organs sat next to the peeled off skin. He sighed, cleaning his paws with his rough sandpaperlike tongue.
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"Eatin'" he answered, cleaning off his paws and claws. Parting his jaws in a yawn before slowly shaking his head. Raising a hindpaw, digging at a minor itch behind his right ear. "Frogs are messy, have to do so many things to get to the good part..." he mumbled softly. He glanced over at the dragon, looking like a mouse to a lion. Sticking in the shadows he ate in, despite the want to get away from the scraps of his meal. "Oh hello Iason. he said politely, just realising who he was talking to.
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A half ghost cat and a dragon? I would ship it.
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Kyojin sighed, trying to think of a good way to finish the conversation. A soft tap on the shoulder alearted him to the creature behind him. A big eyed Fruitsal stared at him, it was much smaller than Shiren. Most likely a infant. Its blue and gray pelt stood out against Kyojin's. "Hollywood? I should get you to Wicked, She always freaks out when she cant find you." he said softly. Grabbing the pup by the scruff, long hairs tickling his nose. He huffed softly, glancing over at Shiren. "I will see you later Shiren, I need to get Hollywood back to WickedGrin." he said through a mouthful of soft fuzz.
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'For Now'....
Iajin
Kyoren
Pineon
Iastern
Molcanic
Miowl
So many ships, and that's only a sliver....
-Slowly returns to the topic at hand-
Gotta say Pineon is a interesting ship *3*
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Kyojin watched with immense interest, these 'Flower Crowns' were so neat. "Flower Crown...?" he spoke softly. Slowly making his way over to the Fennec Fox making these accessories. Listening to as it asked what a word ment. He spoke up willingly, "Inventive, The ability to create or design something new.". Favoring a dull yellow Rosinweed that hid deep in the nearby brush. Setting it down, scrunching up his nose. Trying to figure out how to do this exactly. "May I help? Im unsure how to make one of these 'Flower Crown' though." he said softly. Scanning The Little Prince, had Kyojin seen him before? Probably not, considering he had been a little anti-social lately. Expecially with his ghost problem.
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Kyojin was at the wrong place at the wrong time. His dead looking eyes widened, hearing the loud rumble. He knew what that signaled, as he was caught up in one before. This time he was caught off guard, and the mass of snow engulfed him like a rouge wave. Phasing through the snow to reach the top layer and stand on the steady surface. "Seriously?!" his voice cracked midway, a common side effect of growing. Shaking his head before clearing his throat, curling his nose before wading through the fluffy snow. Which was much more difficult to wade through than normal snow. Somehow getting over to Volc and climbing up beside him. "You ok Pa?" he asked his parental figure. Shivering softly, his healing wound covered in melting snow. Causing the skin to get angry and red, stinging badly. A soft whine escaped his maw, shaking his head before running a paw over his stinging wounds. Which wasnt a good idea, muttering a vulgur word in a way to express this temporary agony.
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'Most likely to become a stripper: Kyojin oops'
PFFFFTTT -Goes off to draw that-
Favorite male:
BlackheartedLove, Volc, or Awol
Favorite female:
Shiren or Mist
Favorite S/HP:
Volc
Favorite non-S/HP:
I donno.
Most original:
I donno.
Most active:
Pinekit.
Most developed:
I donno
Most helpful:
.....
Cutest:
Shiren
Happiest:
Mist
Grumpiest:
Shiren or Nelson
Sexiest:
-glances at Volc- ((NOT KYOJINS POINT OF VIEW))
Coolest:
Awol
Romantic:
.....idk
Most likely to become leader:
Awol
Most likely to eat a bomb:
Angel
Most likely to sleep through an earthquake:
Nelson
Most likely to become a millionaire:
Volc
Most likely to become a stripper:
Volc ((-grabs my dollar bills-))
Most likely to tightrope across the Grand Canyon:
Mist
Most likely to date everyone in the Clan:
Pinekit
Best ship:kyoren is my otp Uhh Pineon?
Best couple:
Idk.
Most active:
Pinekit.
Most creative:
....Volc?
Most museful:
Mist
Most well known:
Shiren (she tried to kill a christmas tree)
Best plotter:
.....Volc?
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Kyojin sighed, scanning the snow. His tiny paws freezing after coming in contact with the cold snow. Suddenlyscanning the croupd, looking for the bigger Fruitsal. "Shiren?" he called out, trying to remember where the Fruitsal had made her home away from the camp. Realising that it was out of harms way. Exhailing deeply, before nearly jumping out of his own fur. A voice only his ears could hear whispered to him, whipping around to see Phantom. His horselike maw streached into a large grin, chuckling softly. Kyojin rolled his eyes, "Kore ga okotta saigo no jikan o oboete imasu?" ((これが起こった最後の時間を覚えています, Remember the last time this happened?)) Kyojin whispered softly to his spiritual companion. Shaking his head playfully before counting heads, trying to see if anyone been trapped in the snow.
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Hollywood Undead easily slipped out of Kyojin's grasp before scurrying up to the much bigger Fruitsal. Sitting on its hindlegs, forlimbs streached out to reach Shirens nose. Gently leaning on the older Fruitsal, chittering away in excitement. "Another? Another another another!" he repeated. Only knowing little english, "Kyojin friend! Hollywood friend too!" [color=gray] He chirped in excitement. Large gray eyes locked on Shiren, fluffy tail twitching with excitement. Kyojin used a paw to scoop up Hollywood and drag him away from Shiren. "Sorry Shiren, he's never seen another Fruitsal before...." he trailed off, watchimg Shiren. Has she ever seen another Fruitsal before? "Umm Shiren? Have you ever seen another Fruitsal before...?"
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Kyojin's dead eyes shimmered with curiosity, examining the massive course. A sly grin spread across his hooded face. Unbutting his cloak before setting it on a rock to keep it off the muddy ground. Slipping his necklace off, so none of his possessions would get ruined by the mud and gunk of the course. He chuckled softly before tensing up, ready to take on this long and grueling course. His tiny body exposed, but he seemed kind of muscular. Powerful long legs and strong soulders after whole days just sprinting around the camp. His once bony torso looking healthy, though he was still unnaturally skinny. The left side of his face scarred and the red angry skin calmed down. Wounds almost completely healed, but those scars wouldnt be fading anytime soon.
Quietly strolling forwards to encounter his first obstacle. Unseathing his claws before sinking it into the wet wood. Testing it out to disvocer the best way to get through this obstacle in his path. Heaving himself up before climbing, carefully identifying where the sturdiest parts were in the sodded wood. Easily climbing up the wooden wall by using this tactic, and his curved claws helped as they were ment for tree climbing. Once climbing over to the other side he relaxed, trying to carefully scale down the wall. Finally reaching to a certain distance so he could hop off the soaked wall. Landing on the muddy ground, his limbs burning from having to haul himself up such a massive obstacle. Gazing at hos claws, which were clumped in wet soggy wood. Wedging pieces out before seathing his claws, focusing on his next obstacle. A giant pool of mud, well atleast he didnt mind getting dirty.
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Kyojin sighed, clumbsily wading through the thick mud. Sinking with every step he took, getting deeper and deeper into the puddle. Almost neck high before he found a rock underneath a bit of mud, being able to stand out of the mud for a little bit. He completely coated in mud! Shaking his weighed down body, flinging bits of mud from his pelt onto anyone (or anything) around him. Sighing softly, the mud was weighing him down and making him go even slower. Refusing to give up, becoming determined to reach the finish line even if he was in last place. Filled with determination, ready to finish this obstacle. Trying to get himself to slide across the large mudpuddle. Eventually succeeding, slipping onto his side before sliding across the slippery surface. Standing to his paws, he managed to get across the remaining mud obstacle by sliding. Trying to shake off the mud caked on the side he slided across the mud on. A soft grumble escaping his jaws, wanting badly to use his abilities to get rid of the mud. Yet cheating was the last thing he wanted to do. Plopping on his rump, starting to catch his breath. He wasnt really ment for wading in a giant mud puddle, his small size didn't help at all. Gazing at his muddy paws, he could live with mud but it weighed him down. Shaking his head before watching some of the others, trying to figure out where he was in the race.
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A bear?, Kyojin blinked in confusion. Tipping his head to the side, what was a bear? He slowly shook his head, apparently it was enough to frighten Iason. That was concerning. He cocked his head to the side, well Kyojin needed to practice possession anyways. So why not try it on something challenging? Like a rabid bearzilla. Strolling over to the dragon, "I would like to offer some of my assistance." he chirped, cracking a soft grin. A ghastly looking silhouette appeared from behind him, cracking a grin on its horselike maw. A soft unnatural sound echoed from it, like a soft banshee screech. Phantom was offering assistance, despite only very few being able to see it. It knew Iason had the ability to communicate with the afterlife, but it didnt really bother him unlike how he did with Kyojin.
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Kyojin nodded before glancing back at Phantom. It only took one look for the two to understand what the other intended. The spirit faded into nothingness, a outline of its silhouette shimmered for mere moments before becoming nothingness. Kyojin inhaled sharply before darting infront of the bear with unnatural speed. Screeching to a hault, eyes widened as he realised the massive size difference. Internally screaming '* it!', lunging up and climbing up onto its neck. The massive bear didn't like this at all, thrashing it's head in attempt to throw Kyojin off. Despite the kit only being like a fly to it he was more annoying than one. Kyojin's claws sank into the bear's thick brown fur, almost digging into the tough fatty flesh. Large paws reaching back and attempting to swat at him. Suddenly the bear reared up, crashing onto its back. Attempting to squish the kit between it and the ground. Kyojin climbed away from its back, avoiding being squished. In hailing sharply in shock as the impact startled him. Climbing up higher, sinking his claws into its tiny ears. Tearing it's delicate flesh with thornlike claws, and causing it to roll around on its back. Attempting to get back onto its feet. "Alright big guy! Let's have some fun!" he chirped before becoming semi-translucent. Merging into the bear, causing the massive creature to spazz and twitch uncontrollably. Feral eyes rolling into its skull before it rolled onto its side, foam dripping from its powerful jaws. A dark hue that clasped the bear's head collected into a large mass. Slowly the mass formed a semi-translucent Kyojin.
The kit huffed, posture slacking and any color draining from his body. Looking exhausted and about to fall over, but he managed to stay upright. Shaking his head, regaining his sense before examining the bear. As he made his way twords the Bears massive head it sturred. He cursed silently, watching as the enraged bear regain consciousness. It slowly swatted at Kyojin, but it missed due to its slurred state. The kit leaped up onto its face, clamping his jaws on the bear's left eyebrow. His temperary teeth barely puncturing the thick skin, but it was enough to aggravate the bear. It grunted before stumbling to its paws, shaking it's head, trying to get the kit off its brow. Succeeding eventually, sending the kit tumbling to the ground. A massive paw reached down, pressing down on the kits tail. Kyojin screeched before whipping around, sinking his teeth into the fur. Running his claws across the thick fur and scraping the flesh underneath. Determined to get his tail free from the bear, well atleast he was distracting it from Misty. Suddenly a large paw slammed into his side, causing him to tumble away. Slowly getting back onto his feet, before glancing at his tail. His eyes widened, seeing the fur stripped from his tail. Glaring at the bear, whom lumbered up to him. "You are going to regret that"
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Kyojin stepped back, watching as the bear writhe in agony. Mist was giving it pain? He blinked hard thinking why should it suffer? This creature was rabid, driven crazy probably a illness. Thays when the thought hit him, had it been suffering before? A horrible feeling swelled in Kyojin's gut, knowing that he had hurt something already suffering. Shame and. embarrassment pilled up in his thoughts. Still angry about his tail and being smacked around like a ball of string, but it wasn't just. Letting out a deep huff, stepping away from the grizzly. He couldnt bring himself to kill it, heck he never killed anything. He never caught anything he ate. Ofcorse he eats in a gory way, but killing was different. Someone else had to kill it, he couldnt bring himself to end its suffering....
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Kyojin was late for the party yet again, but that didnt mean he wasnt gonna participate! Grinning softly, listening quietly to everyones answers. His grin faded before he started contemplating about what he would do? Possess his attacker or activate ghost mode ofcorse! He parted his jaws, "Hopefully im not to late to join in." he said in a soft voice. Trying to think about what he could do, that didn't involve him using his abilities. "Well.....what if you had someone watching your back just incase if a situation like that did occur?" he said calmly to the dragon. Honestly he was just spit-balling ideas right about now. Even if some were irrational.
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Kyojin was so surprised that Iason got the spot of Deputy that he almost spit out the piece of jerky that he was enjoying. Almost. Shaking his head before clearing his throat, "Congrats!" He called out to the dragon. Focusing on what else his pa said. Blinking hard before parting his jaws once again. "I would like to offer my assistance in the raid." he spoke calmly. He was being kindof lazy lately, and he really wanted to be more active amonst the clan. He wanted to become promoted eventually right? Welp he had to get off his sorry arse and do some shiat.
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Kyojin mabie?
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