Posts by BackpackFullofGlowsticks

Hey. It's a pleasure to meet you. Thanks for reading; I can already assume you're a very amiable person. This is not my first rodeo, but I'm still pretty insecure, especially in the "fancypost" (is that what you youngsters call 'em?) department. Coding is not my strong suit. I'm pretty literate, I suppose. So, there's that. I'm more than happy to be invited to your roleplay if you want to advertise at me.

*winks aggressively* What are your ideas?

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Frostykit || Frostypaw || Frostyfeet
Username:backpackfullofglowsticks
Screen Name:HAIZ
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Cat's Current Name: Frostypaw
Age: 9 moons
Gender: Male
Written Description: Frostypaw has a mainly black pelt. All of his paws are very white, and he makes a lot of effort to keep them clean. His eyes are an amber-green mix, and in the summer, sometimes his black fur looks reddish.
Wanted Rank:Leader, eventually.
Rank:Apprentice
Personality: Frostypaw is as frosty as his name suggests. He doesn't make much of an effort to make friends and has a sharp wit, which he uses a lot. Frostypaw isn't exactly in a bad mood all of the time, he just prefers to be left alone. Frostypaw finds his name a little embarrassing, he thinks it's childish. He is extremely loyal, and loves to follow and enforce rules. Frostypaw becomes a lot more charming and polite towards strangers, or those in other clans than his fellow clanmates.
History: As a kit, Frostypaw had it pretty easy. Both his parents were around, alive and well, and he was clan born. One day, he went wandering over to the lake, fell in to a tribituary, and began to drown. His parents rushed in, but his mother met an untimely demise when she was swept away by a current. Now only his NPC father is alive. He's been terrified of water since.
Crush:None, yet.
Mate:None, yet.
Kin:Open <3
Other:[color=black]Hailee Steinfeld undoubtedly, but I'm crazy emo so I like FOB, MCR, ATL, YM@6, etc.[/justify]

Plot - You're a very typical girl who walking to school, when you get stung by something that knocks you out cold. When you wake up, you find you're in some sort of basement, strapped to a chair with a light dangling precariously from its cords. When you start to struggle, a figure emerges from the shadows...

Bugsy is a man with silver greasy hair, one grey eye and one blind eye. He wears a tight-fitting business suit that by now, has rips and holes and dirt all over it. He wears steel-capped army boots. He also has powers where he can control and create bugs and insects.

Bugsy stands on the other side of the road, and checks his watch. "Should be any minute now." He's waiting for a girl (you) to walk past the alley, so he can easily drag her to his place. He runs a pale hand through his greasy hair in anticipation.

(Jump in)

Awesome thanks aha.

Oh man, I love these ideas. (Fyi, it's kinda hard to explain: I would identify as a "girl" but I'm not female. It's kinda about 65% female 35% male, but it's not really either. I'm totally cool playing female characters dw!)

I really like the sound of a Road trip AU with a broken hearted friend, but I also adore fluff and maybe some sort of fluffy vampire GxG rom-com might be awesome?

Bugsy grinned as he spotted his victim, and raised a finger, sending a wasp of sorts right behind her. It hovered for a moment, before driving its stinger into the back of her neck. He knew this wasp would knock her out, perhaps almost kill her, but he had the antidote in his basement so he didn't have to worry about that. Now it was only a matter of time before she would drop to the floor unconscious

(Yeah, it's awesome! Sorry for the low-key power play here but eh)

Bugsy covered his mouth as an uncontrollable laugh escaped him. He fireman lifted her up onto his shoulder, and put her in the backseat of the car that was parked at the end of the alley. After a short drive, they were at his place. Bugsy tied her up into a chair, forced the correct antidote down her throat and waited for her to come to her senses in the darkness.

using the fifth and my mouth is watering at how gorgeous these are.

"Don't even try. I spent 27 hours reading Wikipedia articles and practicing navy seal knots." He said with a smirk. He pressed the button against the wall, illuminating a halogen bulb dangling from its wires above her head. Bugsy's face was still hidden in the shadows.

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frostypaw's eyes flickered open and sighed. it felt like he hadn't slept at all. for a good while, he stayed still in his den, unmoving, savouring the warmth from the other bodies, but eventually stood up, walked out and sharply inhaled at the change in temperature. now in the clearing, he stretched and looked around for fellow clan members, so he could steer clear. after spotting both, he sat rigidly just outside of the apprentice den.[/fancypost]

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I seem to be making progress so that's pretty neat. Thanks for making me feel so welcome <3[/fancypost]

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tracks to hell and backs[/fancypost]

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Bugsy tapped his stubbly chin for a minute. "I mean, there are multiple reasons, but I suppose predominantly it would be cause I'm able to, and you're a great target, Mia." A grin spread across his face watching the fear in his victim, how her body stiffened up, and said her name in a playful tone, in contrast to his typical gravelly deep voice.

Bugsy snorted with laughter, and decided to emerge from the darkness. He leant up against a shelf with various pickles, jars and books on. "Name's Bugsy. I mean, that's what my name is now. I've been watching you for quite a while now. Predictable routine, not physically adept. Light brown hair. . . Just my type." He said, grinning all the while.

Bugsy shrugged. "That's for me to know, and you to find out. Or not. I don't care." Bugsy stepped back into the darkness to go to a shelf further back and returned, holding a box labelled 'Cockroaches'. On his return, he opened the lid and grabbed a handful of what was inside the box and stuffed it in his mouth, evoking some loud crunches. "Hungry?" He asked with his mouth full, keeping the box close to his chest.

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frostypaw exhaled with exaggeration. "my morning was actually half-decent until you showed up." he said monotonously, not facing her. the tom didn't hate owlpaw as much as he made out, but by force of habit he came out with something sour. [/fancypost]

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"Oh come on its-" He paused mid sentence and turned the box around. Ah. The label. "It's not cockroaches, Mia. I might like bugs, but I'm not quite crazy enough to like eating them. It's just crackling from Thanksgiving. Come on, you must be hungry. It's been a good 8 hours since I knocked you out."

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Yeah, Pounce! All is good in the (Calum) hood. Sorry, my friend turned me into 5SOS trash and it's exceptionally hard to escape. I did find the Coding Centre and I enjoyed my stay greatly. Thank you![/fancypost]

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Bugsy raised an eyebrow and frowned as he said "All the more for me, then.", putting another handful in his mouth. He turned away to put the box back and instead brought out an array of sharp instruments. "All I was thinking was that a bit of food might make this part go down easier..."