Posts by BAGGEDBONES --

This is an archived version of FeralFront. While you can surf through all the content that was ever created on FeralFront, no new content can be created.
If you'd like some free FeralFront memorabilia to look back on fondly, see this thread from Dynamo (if this message is still here, we still have memorabilia): https://feralfront.com/thread/2669184-free-feralfront-memorabilia/.

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 18pt;]★ ― baggedbones n. e. d.[/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8pt; margin-top: -10px;]sometimes quiet is violent !
    [hr]
    [hr][/fancypost]
    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-size: 8pt;]






    [/fancypost]


    [size=1pt] #cloudlesstemplate please don't delete ♥[/size]

    my favorite title so far in my career of title-making
    anyways
    either this caught your eye bc wow weird title or you actuALLY WATCH SOUTH PARK AND KNOW DIS B-TCH
    double anyways


    this a thread to plot with, quote myself, "DIS B-TCH". baggedkit is a kit, obviously, who resides in the badlands, but may leave eventually to become a loner or find a clan that he feels comfortable in. he's a generally unemotional, space-obsessed loser who really detests social interaction with idiots / bubbly individuals, but will totally open up and reveal his true dorky colors to you if he likes you. or you're persistent enough to force yourself into becoming his friend. if he doesn't like you he isn't one to hesitate to say it, and really doesn't care about consequences all too often. he's quiet, but not afraid to speak his mind if he feels the need to give input. over all = sort of an asshat.


    also, just throwing in some extra info that i left out from what i said above, he is a dark gray serval with the usual serval markings, except he has a white chin, toes and small patch on his chest. he also has white raven's wings and horns that curl slightly back around his ears. he usually wears a dark blue chullo hat with a yellow poofball on top of it, obtained from god knows where. he has a guinea pig companion named stripe he is hella over protective of, and he likes coffee despite the fact he thinks it tastes like sh-t and he also likes the color green. he's four moons old, v tall for his age, actually a hermaphrodite despite believing himself to be biologically male, and identifies as bigender ( male & gender neutral so he / him or they / them pronouns ). also he's androsexual, gray-aromantic. that is all.


    he's open for p much everything except death and any of that gory, mean stuff and love ( unless ur a fan of south park and know who tweek tweak is and maybe wanna make a tweek character then hmu ) ye

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]TEXT HERE

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ long limbs made it easy for the winged felidae to stroll about the casino and / or territory of the badlands, but the young tom hadn't been doing much of that for the past four moons he'd resided there. instead the gray serval had busied himself with staring out windows at starry skies and burying his nose into books about humans exploring a thing called space. his fluffy, immature wings wouldn't carry him there, but he learned things called rocket ships would. he now knew of super novas, alien lifeforms and moon rocks, and all other sorts of things. he wanted to fly up in a spaceship and live on a star, he did, and he knew one day he would.




    but aside from the knowledge of space and other insignificant things that clogged the tall boy's head, helping him produce false futures for himself, he currently sat outside by the edge of the pool to get a better look at the star's from the sky's reflection in the water. reaching a paw out, the child attempted to scoop up a pawful of the stars that glittered and danced in the still water of the pool, only to realize that the star weren't really encased within the still waters. an agitated puff pressed past the dark feline's lips, tail giving a flick in annoyance before he gave his paw a good once over with his tongue, recoiling at the chemical-rich flavor of chlorine. shaking his hat adorned head and pulling his white wings in closer to himself, he simply stared at himself among the bright lights of the casino and the twinkling stars that appeared to be just a simple step away.

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ was the little hell raiser supposed to be there? probably not. did he know that? most definitely. who was he to give a sh-t about rules as stupid as that? not that he was one who really enjoyed getting himself into risky situations so much, but instead it was more of the fact the little serval simply didn't give a flying f-ck.




    in slight surprise the young serval ruffled his small wings and let out a faint chirrup before turning to look at the other badlander with two tone eyes slightly widened from shock. once giving the hopefully harmless female a once over, his eyes went back into their usual position; narrowed.




    "you haven't," the tom cat assured her, folding his wings and giving his lengthy tail a flick. his eyes cast themselves away from her disinterestedly, raising a claw to examine that instead.




    (mobile)

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ baggedkit recoiled towards the water at the sudden abundance of badlanders that appeared. the smokey serval curled his tail tightly around himself, remaining quiet as the she-cats chatted about the rain and sky. "i don't like rain," came the thick, nasally reply from the tom kit. he didn't like quite a lot of things.




    ignoring the others completely after his short statement, the kitten strayed away with his head hanging low and shoulders hunched. the tall feline carried himself leisurely over to the far side of the pool, laying himself down to examine the stars away from the ruckus of the others, staring intently at how beautifully they glimmered.

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ in his opinion, scarves were nice, although no one was asking. so he didn't give it. instead the winged serval slunk over to observe the scene with disinterested icy eyes, blinking slowly as he shifted his weight from paw to paw. once seating himself into a comfortable position, he continued his uncaring examination of the knitting anthro, thinking of his own drab, brown scarf that probably laid on the bed of his personal hotel room. stripe was probably snuggled, or tangled, up in the fabric, considering the guinea pig was always trying to find comfy spaces to lounge.




    (mobile)

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ another unasked for opinion of baggedkit's: parties were disgusting. he despised them. but, once again, since his opinion was unasked for, the dark furred feline remained quietly tucked into the corner to eavesdrop.




    it wasn't like if the badlands did throw a small event he wouldn't attend to sit in the corner and play with stripe, but it wasn't like he was dying to spend his time in a noisy, crowded room or area instead of reading books on space in the comfort of his room. speaking of reading books on the galaxy down in his room, the hat clad feline was pretty busy after this planning session was over.




    (mobile)

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ baggedkit focused in on the auburn ocema, eyeing the newcomer with his unchanging, ever-neutral expression. his eyes flickered towards the enchanting stone the fem had been gifted with, chilling gaze sweeping over the dips and curves of the heart-shaped stone. a slight twinge of interest was sparked in the gray feline, paws flexing before he cast his eyes away from the rock.




    the young serval sniffled, rubbing at his pink nose with his paw before he gave a curt nod towards the joiner. "welcome," he offered half-heartedly, giving another sniff.




    (mobile)

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: gabriola; font-style: bold; font-size: 52px; margin-bottom: -10px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right]Baggedkit[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 285px; width: 480px; background: url(https://40.media.tumblr.com/cb…c5XE71r4klapo1_r1_500.png); background-position: center]

    [img height=290 width=200]http://img08.deviantart.net/64…aspberry_leaf-d9lscvj.png[/img] [fancypost bgcolor=white; border-width: 5px; border-color: transparent; height: 259px; width: 228px; opacity: 0.70; overflow: auto][justify][color=black][font=georgia][size=7pt]✯ the dark serval had been rather enjoying the scenery of the land outside the confinement of the casino walls, but the heavy scent of blood soon invaded his nose. pale nose crinkling, the young boy arched his back and pressed his ears back against his skull as he stalked forward to peek at the bloodied scene. he tossed agatha a look, squinting at her in thought. it wasn't like he cared all too much, not really knowing the other feline all too well enough to care. not that if he knew the poor soul he would have cared much anyways.




    (mobile)

    [/fancypost][align=center]
    [size=6pt] trek

    he should harass my asshole serval into becoming bffs w/ him and yes
    they could be the most beautiful of friends
    also i could have baggy stay in the fortress of lake karma for a few days so they could develop a relationship cx

    screams quietly
    malkyn fits perfectly for a plot i had in mind for my lil kitty here
    i wanted to get him a mentor who physically, mentally and emotionally abuses him during their meetings / training sessions. but they'll manipulate him in such a way to make him believe the abuse is strengthening him and that they really do love and care for them, so he'll basically look up to them like a parent and truly love them (so long as they aren't bubbly and overbearing) and yeah basically it'll really screw him up. but one day he'll start realizing that the abuse is becoming more intense and more intense during training ( like his bones are broken, he's getting scars, etc. ) and a close friend will notice or something and basically he'll stand up to her only to have malkyn like,,,,, beat him up to the point of near death and tear off one of his wings and etc. and ye.