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Ghostytrickster was hovering above the ground, taking notes. A giant salamander stumbling behind him. The amphibian's gaze traveled to the others, and it started to chirp. Ghosty looked back to the salamanders chirping, and was about to ask Casy what was wrong. Then bright blue eyes moved over to see the joiners. A rather joyful gasp left the ebony's maw, and he adjusted dorky glasses, landing on the grass and padding forward.}

_{"They've got mood lighting down."}

_{He skid a bit, standing in front of him. Ghosty was a shorter guy, but he did tend to hover to be eye to eye with whoever he was talking too. In Redkits case, this wasn't necessary. "Well you see, this is a new dimension. Everything in front of you simply didn't exist a month ago. The environment is still forming around us, stars are blooming in the sky. Look closer." Above them where brilliant rainbow clouds of gas and minerals, chemicals and what have you. Nebulas visible to the naked eye. The dull glitter of baby stars in the sky. It was vibrant.}

_{it was beautiful.
He wasn't sure if he'd trade it for the bluest sky's in the world.}

_{Even though he did miss the blue of the sky. "This world is still forming, so you should really try to enjoy it. Things are always changing you know!" He finished his lecture with childlike enjoyment, looking at Roe next. A soft, cheerful smile appeared on the ebony's maw. "Ghostytrickster, leader. It's a pleasure to meet you. Both of you. hehe, what are your names?" Casey stood up, walking over and chirping a few things.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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"Hehe, yeah! It's a pleasure to meet the both of you too. Me and my daughter Casey are kind of working out the foundations for future buildings and stuff. I'm planning on constructing some new homes for us here. Since, well...we're all kind of used to living in old human dwellings, I'm going to try to makes some log cabins. Think of it like eternal camping until I figure something out though." bright blue gaze shifted to Redkit. "Next, you guys can just unpack and relax. Just stay away from the edge of the island okay? No joke....you'll probably fall forever, until you exit the atmosphere....and then...." Casey slapped the back of his head, and he fell silent.}

_{Don't scare the children Ghosty.
The leader hovered above the ground, rubbing the back of his head, before he suddenly got an idea about what he could be working on. Then he was gone, leaving the giant salamander. The salamander who didn't look super amused.
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Make a sharp blade like blast of wind, aim it at the tree and-- TIMBER. One of the thousands of colossal tree's fell over, kicking up dirt and making the ground shake. A few more followed, loud 'CREAKS' and 'CRACKS' filling the air. (It was earsplittingly loud.) Out emerged a dust covered Ghosty, who screamed a few inaudible apology's at those gathered. Inaudible because their was a HUGE ringing in the sky from the echoe's of the huge noises. That and dirt and dust was being kicked up. He hovered back, coughing up some dirt as the tree's where dragged behind him with windy powers. Dragged because they where too hard for him to lift up.}

_{Objects still had a kind of weight when he lifted them--it was hard to explain. Just know nothing was without hard work. The massive tree's where dragged back. He ran overtop of one of the fallen tree's, cutting off the tops with all the leaves and branches. And that's how you went from tree, to f#cking massive log. He did the same for the other five tree's.}

_{"Okay, I think I've got this building thing down," Ghosty yelled from on top of one of the logs, conjuring a hardhat.}

_{Call him bob the f#cking builder.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Ghostytrickster tilted his head at Feferi's question, pausing for a bit before the answer came to him. "Well, can't I just chop them up like I did to cut them down? It shoulder be too hard," He said, hovering down and patting the log with a paw. The logs where about two meters thick. Pretty f#cking big. He took a few pawsteps back, taking a deep breath, getting ready and---"Can I help?"}

_{Ghosty stopped, jolting back a bit. Oh god oh god, he almost cut the kid in half. He let them run over to Feferi, focusing his energy and then attacking with a blade like cut of air. It sliced one of the logs into four. He went on the do another one, moving to the other three, doing the same. of course the moves did take a lot of energy. He was just one cat, after all. It left him wheezing for breath and wishing he worked out more for this.}

_{"Redkit, can you draw some house blueprints? Do you know how to even do that?"}

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]There was silence. Silence, and then SUDDENLY GHOSTYF#CKINGTRICKSTER
he appeared above the other, and aimed to cuff the other around the neck and ruffle the top of his friends head with an excited mewl. "Cronus! Cron, Cron I've missed you. Why the HELL-" He pulled away, expression suddenly upset and worried. "Why did you just vanished? You left me all alone--it's been hell! I-I'm....-" He trailed off, hovering stopping. He landed on the ground, looking at his paws. "I missed....I missed you," everyone was gone. No one from Cronus's rule remained besides Ammy.}

_{"Why Cron, why? You asshole!" He wanted to joke and just have fun and enjoy Cronus being back, but part of him still wanted answers, part of him was still sore.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; text-align: center; margin-top: -15px;]_{[abbr=LUNARCLAN,PROSPIT]SKAIA[/Abbr]— [abbr=leader,heir]CZAR[/abbr] — [abbr=(Info.) Your name is JOHN. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You are a PRANKING MASTER. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You go by GHOSTYTRICKSTER. You're a POSTMASTER of PROSPIT.]INFORMATION[/abbr] — POWERS — [abbr=You've been playing this game for a long time. You have MASTERED your WIND elemental powers. You can summon winds that travel of speeds up to 250 MPH. 300 MPH if you're REALLY PUSHING IT. But you push on your LIMIT all the time. You can lift and levitate objects that weigh up to THREE TONS while still maintaining DECENT control of your OBJECT. But after that, you just end up DESTROYING the object YOU'RE TRYING TO LIFT. ]GOD TEIR POWERS[/abbr] — [abbr=EBONY feline, BLUE EYES, LONG BLUE scarf, thick rimmed GLASSES, bleeds RED BLOOD normally. Can bleed COSMIC RAINBOW BLOOD when bleeding from the HEART. Cosmic blood has OIL like PROPORTIES.]OTHER[/abbr] — APPEARENCE
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Ghosty sensed Redkit's distress and appeared. Eyes moved to the joiner below. He looked for the portal with a few grunts, wondering where Casey put the markers. "Don't worry Red, he's a joiner...urgh....god, no, I think I lost the--oh wait here it is." He brushed apart the leaves covering the portal entrance, and jumped in. He forgot how physics worked, because he acted like an idiot some times. He came out of the portal with as much momentum as he'd used to jump in, skidding a foot on his his face.}

_{Good job Ghosty.}

_{He suddenly remembered (with the faceful of snow) why they left. He stood up and blew the snow off of him, giving the joiner a questioning look. "Haha, sorry dude. Ghostytrickster, leader. How can I help you?"
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throwback to before I was leader
yUS

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also
redkit
I love redkit so much oml
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_{Because Ghosty was feeling like pranking, and hell...he heard the 'b' word. Bored.}

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if we keep up our muse, we're going to mAKE IT
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_{"Am I interrupting anything? Oh, hey...whats with the candle? Do I smell a cult?"}

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_{Ghosty teleported, appearing behind the munchkin. "WELL," he started off rather loudly. "It's all about how you perceive our current, immediate reality. Do you see it as everything, or as a puzzle peace? Maybe a box in a bigger room? If you believe our reality could be affected by other, bigger influences that exist outside of what we perceive to be 'real life', you might find your answer." He adjusted the glasses onto the bridge of his nose, grinning sheepishly. "I believe in the infinitely layered multiverse theory, which simply states: Anything you could possibly dream, exists somewhere out there. Infinite possibilities, infinite building blocks. All that was and ever will be. Now imagine that these universes all had something...somewhat like a 'gravity' to them, and the close encounters between these realities could cause worm holes or...rifts. Welcome to our world." he said with way to much enthusiasm, looking up at the sky, seeing the forming nebulas and islands in the sky, flickering and glowing from time to time like a glitchy videogame. "Do you want to go up there?" he proposed next, smiling.
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-Ghostytrickster has a basement full of corpses back in the old camp
-He's seen infinite people die, so death doesn't bother him like it should
-He's seen himself die thousands of times, so his own death doesn't phase him
-He's doing what he can to lead his clan, even though his mind is muddled with millions of statistics and possibilities
-He knew the new Skaia territory was going to exist before it even formed in the sky
-He destroyed the universe he came before joining the feralfront universe.
-His friends are all dead, but ghosts of them appear from time to time
-Don't ask him about god complexes
-He was floating around in a void with absolutely nothing but Bec noir before figuring out how to get here
-He became a leader in record time oml
-He was anxious of leading a clan at first because he believed he was responsible for all the deaths of his friends
-He died of laceration to enter his god teir level
-He was stabbed through the heart immediately after he woke up, dying twice almost instantly
but one of his future selves from an ulternate universe that was universe hopping took his place, which is the ghosty yu all know today, who was from the furture of that universe, in a universe where he didn't die

you know
don't even bother trying to wrap your head around it
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WE're doing good
if we keep up our current muse for the rest of the month
we're going to make it probably
yES

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YO
whats FR?
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"SKAIA GATHER FOR A MEETING-" Ghosty began to yell, being cut off by the loud cracks and booms of a volcano in the distance. Out in the void, a new island was starting to form out of nothing, and it seemed to be spewing ash and dust into it's no bio-sphere. Ghosty turned around to look at it, narrowing his eyes. "FIRST, PROMOTIONS--" there was a loud crack that cut him off. "OKAY, SO-" he was trying to yell over the tremendous amount of noise this new island was making. "LETS TAKE THIS MEETING INS-" a loud boom and crack, the sound of shifting rubble. "-IDE SO YOU CAN ACTUALLY HEAR ME." He looked over to the huge building they'd started to make with that giant tree wood, and hovered inside. The sound was still loud, sure...but it was better here.

Back on the new island forming in the distance, lava started spewing over the sides of the volcano. And like the seemingly infinite source waterfalls that seemed to fall on forever, this new island had the lava falls going on for it. That was intense. Intense, but beautiful. It acted like a lava lamp in the infinite dark, leaving a soft glow and warmth. The forming galaxy's in the sky reflected some light onto it. Rock seemed to be forming what looked like the start of a bridge. Maybe He could check it out later, breeze over. If that did end up forming a bridge, and it was safe...others could to.
A whole new island, formed in ten minutes, out of nowhere. That was the new universe for you. He didn't understand how it's rules worked. Kind of like...the video game spawn logic. That was cool. Like everything was taking time to render.
"Aha, now...uh, where was I?" He began.</sub>

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_{Ghosty held the others gaze with brilliant sky blue eyes, adjusting his glasses absentmindedly as they talked. "This is actually the fourth anomaly I've seen since I joined Skaia. This one's the biggest though!" He smiled brightly, slight overbite poking out from his lip. "You're right though, I don't know whats causing it...but I say we embrace ever moment of it---aha, follow me Pipsqueak." He tried not to sound like the name was making him chuckle a little bit, as he padded through the portal, appearing right on the edge of endless nothing and the island.}

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"Redkit, you're promoted to knight." Ghosty would say with a wide smile,bright blue optics glittering. "Shout out to all of those helping out with setting up camp, and for making thi-" BOOM "-s possible." He shifted his paws. "I'm almost done with those badges by the way! Just need to find better quality glue." Outside the volcano seemed to silence. He flicked his ears towards the noise, adjusting his glasses.}

_{"I was thinking of having a taco Tuesday but it's no longer Tuesday---" CRACK "So, any other ideas?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;]Ghosty aimed to give his daughter a light pat on the head through the portal. Sticking his paw through it and patting her. "Alright guys, you coming or not? I'm going to show you around the center island." He pulled away , looking around the area, and taking in the brilliant colors above his head. It hadn't rained once yet, that was nice.}

_{"It's nice, once you get the ropes."}

_{(psH I SHOULD WATCH MORE BUZZFEED)
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