Posts by sangatsu

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  • STABILIZING SANITY — open, name change

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    kylo was changing his name? the large rabbit didn't mind so much, but it was weird of course hearing that someone would want to change their name. once, he had known a person who'd appeared at the skulls' borders, unknowing of his own name, so everyone had to go around using any type of name for him unless some kind of nickname came to them. one had never really come to the hare, but oh well. as the surgeon heard the announcement, he tipped his head to one side in thought. "never even thought about it, but okay, whatever." sangatsu commented rather indifferently, giving a nod.

  • Too Much Has Changed // open, darkclanner

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    an alliance marriage sounded pretty cool- two groups brought together by two people, literally conjoined- er, that wasn't the right word. joined as... one, through marriage? ...right... the hare could have vomited at the thought. mushy stuff definitely wasn't his thing, as was probably becoming more apparent with his trash attitude towards everyone he met. nonetheless, the surgeon stayed quiet even when he approached, his orange eyes flitting about the forms of his clanmates and the stranger. hmm.

  • There was a time//temp. joiner; open

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    "name and purpose on the skulls' territory," the hare demanded as he appeared, taking a minorly impatient seat before the hybrid. his naturally irritable attitude wasn't particularly being directed towards her, but he always seemed to be like this if he wasn't calmly mixing something or another in his own den.
    /rushed ;___;

  • Plot w/ Nighthawk

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    she and sangatsu should have a thread B^3
    (he's pretty boring and awkward when he's alone but he actually knows a lot about the skulls since he was an old member xD)

  • Stellarclan Invite ▲ O

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    eww, romance. the hare couldn't say quite that it interested him to be able to attend such an event, as he would probably end up getting into something stupid -it definitely was not the first time that had happened, and he sure as hell wasn't looking forward to that again-, but as sangatsu approached he didnt say anything as much as listened to see what would happen.

  • Human riots {open}

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    huh, a group starting over. it didn't seem to bother the hare very much that they were doing it, but it sounded pretty annoying that allies would just.... go and leave a group instead of helping them out. and the thought of that happening with the skulls rather had him frowning but since that was his normal expression it didn't seem to bother him all that much. the hare approached silently and pawed at the larger of the two bows around his neck as though to pass time before bleach arrived.

  • it started out as a feeling ++ defense seminar/weekly task

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    this could be really important for him, actually. there had been more than one time where the hare had been stuck in a battlefield with no one to defend him, and being a very small prey animal he had more than once been attacked and thrown aside as though he was nothing but a play toy. the few defenses he did have were at least somewhat okay, but all in all they were pretty fail worthy. the rabbit hopped over, his usual annoyed expression nonexistent. "i am."