Posts by sangatsu

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    faint yelling in the distance. silence. yelling starts again, getting louder and ending with a loud shattering sound and then silence again. five more minutes to the curious members waiting to see what would come of such noise would spot a white hare slipping over the terrain like a jet, something green and orange around his neck (being wonderfully magically avoided by the way) and something gray and black tying his ears to the back of his head like a ponytail. he seemed pretty content with this though. when he stopped, the rabbit took on a deathly irritated and stony, cold expression in his eyes and stared about as though he had been sitting there for a while, but it was okay since that was only his resting bitch face, only gone for the holidays when he was in deep thought. but it broke for a moment when that actually did happen. was his room still there? were there more apples in the kitchen since he was gone? just how much dusting would he have to do now? he was going to scream.


    /i missed this place and this nerd so why not just... combine them amirite

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    sure, he wasn't there in the most memorable time in the skulls, but it was totally okay, since he probably didn't want to be remembered. Just to slip in an put without anyone to think any good of him was a perfect life, and he had do it before many times, minus the one time that he accidentally slipped up. But the March hate had a smooth tongue and was a pretty good player when it came to the game of persuasion. don't say anything about it and neither of th en would getbib trouble. It would be horrible of both of them got hurt. And he knew it, which made him the best at evasion. but for now, the white hare would so ply peer at then with his icy orange eyes. "sangatsu usagi, rejoining." the male responded, blinking but seemingly becoming outraged when peachmoon approached. "if it has to be like that you're not going to like it in about a week." of course he would have to get all settled in before he stocked up on his awesomely tradeable goods. With his small arms crossed the rabbit stared daggers through the other. Why did his slightly dumber commerades have to be eaten? They had never done anything wrong. And now he had to be threatened with the food chain as well. What a crying shame.

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    bleach didn't have to be so hesitant about his species though. "great, and this kid has no clue what he's looking at. you're probably not a kid but you catch my drift- I'm a hare, you moron. but that's good; you don't have to be a suckup just because I'm using the species card." his rough, almost country-sounding accent didn't do him a lick of good when addressing who he had no idea was the leader of the skulls now. although back when remi was around he'd cursed Her out, too. He really did have no morals. "so can I get your names, or am I going to have to come up with code names? I've already got some ideas; I'll call you tie-dye, you're assmouth, and you can be dumb fuck." in the order of people that approached him www as how he gave them kut. Kylo, peachmoon, and bleachedbones all got wasted by a white fucking fluffy bunny whose nose twitched every five seconds. How would they live with this much saltiness?

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    basket litter
    - any animal
    - 2 moons
    - 4 slots
    - related to kuro usagi, former king of phantomclan and his kids were hollowpaw, the current leader, xeryus, the current medic, and probably some more that I'm forgetting.

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    oh, a joiner. That sounded cool enough- the hare didn't have much to say, of course. the hare himself seemed to carry a less irritated aura than he had when he had rejoined, though he did pop something that looked like a sphere of chalk into his mouth and crunched on it as he spoke. "hi taedyn. my name's sangatsu. nice to meetcha." his orange eyes almost seemed mocking but it wasn't known whether he meant it or not. The hare passed the moment by taking up the bow tied to his neck and fluffing it up, as though it were a habit of his.

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    "nice addition, I like it. Ten out of ten but i gotta say, it better not be aimed at me," came the light-turned-gruff voice of the march hare as he appeared, hopping his way over to the scene only to settle himself beside rosekit. truth be told, he would rather not have them gauge the truth of such a statement belonging to him. "nice to have you, though- I'm sangatsu, hopefully the acquaintance made is worth it."

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    "okay, you're being really loud," the hare said as he seemingly appeared out of nowhere, orange eyes a bit skeptical. "you'rd extremely close to the skulls. what's your name? why are you here?" sangatsu asked, raising an invisible eyebrow as he glared at the other. He was being a jerk, but it was messed up because he could literally be eaten at any moment.


    /ninjad

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    the hare currently was chilling out in one of the cabins in the middle of the territory, although the look of concentration in his orange eyes as they flitted to and from the beaker full of liquid he held in his paws and to the sole he had placed by his side. Today would be the day- it had to be. It just had to. He didn't know how much longer he could keep this up. from his bag he took out an unspecified herb and shredded it up, leaving a faint tiny on his paws before he sprinkled the pieces in there, put the cap on, and shook it up. and that was all. Sangatsu removed the cap and peered at it for a bit, even taking the time to smell it. It seemed to be a mix of many things and ended up smelling very odd, but his senses weren't all they were cracked up to be to begin with, so he tipped the bottle and gulped it down quickly, finishing with a puff of an exhale.


    Nothing.


    Although that was a given. With the bottle empty he waited a few moments before turning to the apple, his paws caressing it as he picked it up to gaze at it. The red ones, perfectly ripe he'd heard, were the best to eat, but he wouldn't know that. Whenever he ate Apple's he got the same reaction, and he had gotten so frustrated over the years. but today he would fix it. He was sure the herb he added was what he was missing- he wouldn't need any Alice to help him! Nope! And the March hare hesitated none as he lifted the red fruit int his mouth and bit down on it. He could feel the sourish feeling burst in his mouth as it always did, making him pucker his lips. It was as so... so good... He couldn't help but gasp. but.....


    it wasn't right. Through the swallow he felt a totally different, horrible feeling. Like something was stabbing the inside of his throat. it was unbearable. That wasn't the right taste- he'd heard differently. This was ass backwards. He almost vomited right there. "[b]U-gah!!!!"[/b] he hare coughed many times as he seemed to gag twenty times over. In his surprise he'd fallen over on his back, and withered up as he clenched his throat. it always has to be like this! But it was always okay, since he did have what could calm him down- the chalk-like spheres he seemed to eat lots of the time. Pulling them towards his mouth, he maderch hare pushed them into his mouth and crunched on them, swallowing the strange liquid that they made with his spit and letting the burn in his throat calm itself as he laid there, not daring to sit up in the meantime. He picked up the beaker and smached it up against the wall, silently raging but the corners of his mouth lifting up in a mad grin as he watched the glass shatter to the floor. He as as definitely pissed off about his results though, and would have been looking for something else to break had he not been confined to the floor below.

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    hmm well I need a way to get back into roleplaying/sangatsu's character again c:
    boy zimm I haven't felt the Alice=Alice kick in a few months amirite


    but ya
    threads with this nerd??

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    [fancypost bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px][justify]I'll take a thread with Sangatsu! :^)


    Anyone up for a thread with Q?


    awesome!!!! who makes?


    Anyone want human aus w ethan?
    I have 0 muse for animal rp rip


    scream human aus give me life I'd be up for that!


    I can see sangatsu doing that xD


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    wanna have a thread? i'll reply to my other private threads now i always forgot about themmm


    OMG ROB WITH BLEACH??? i feel like this would be fun


    yeah sur e! Who makes n also human au or nah???

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    the hare huffed as he appeared, seating himself quietly. he didn't really care how others saw him mainly because he probably didn't like them. he was a jerk.


    /track

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    to surgeon? that was pretty rad- the hare didn't mind that at all. he was glad that medics were reinstated since he'd been around anyway, since by the time he had come there had been no such rank. "thanks, and nah, but i'll be thinking about it," the march hare told bleach with a twitch of his nose.

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    man I gotta get more active ;_____;
    Zimm honestly idk we can look at the au chart for the thread if you want?

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    "depends- are you going to paint it orange? if not, no." it wasn't as though the color orange was his favorite (he didn't think much on the topic of colors, but clearly it was the color he chose when in doubt), but sangatsu's reply was as simple is that. accompanied with a shrug the hare was hopping over, his head tipped pleasantly to one side even if his glare was stoic and indifferent. he could have been interested, had his suggestion been accepted.

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    a joiner- that was pretty rad. the hare didn't really mind at all, though his scavenging for random things was cut short by the sight of someone he didn't know. "oh, welcome to the skulls," the surgeon paused to sit up on his hind legs, his small paws fiddling with the larger of the two bows tied around his neck as though habitually. "my name's sangatsu. i'm a surgeon, or medic here, so if you need any help you can talk to me about it." the male introduced, orange eyes flickering about the stranger.

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    the rabbit could probably say that he hadn't been around much lately, but it would be a rare sight if he could actually say that he was doing it on purpose. it was often that sangatsu would slip away, but he always came back. he had done it to the skulls quite a few times in the past year, but he returned eventually. "...-huh?" the hare called, making a bit of effort to hop his way over to the others. curse their long legs.