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  • FOR THE BETTER - OPEN, DISAPPEARANCE

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    [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]✯ his imaginary eyebrows raised slightly at the bitter retort, eyeing the ashy feline from the corner of his eyes. despite the she-cat being quite intimidating and imposing in the situation, the kitten drawled out a flat response of, "something probably has," and then offered a limp shrug of his shoulders. there wouldn't be any use denying the fact, really. or maybe it was the fact that the serval couldn't understand what the other feline was going through.




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    [size=6pt]★ trek

  • I'm finally broken, | joining, open | falling too far

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    [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]✯ he blinked at her slowly, like he was taking in the simple question he was gifted with. he hadn't given his name because she hadn't asked at first, not that she really had a chance to. he'd only speak when it was appropriate, not just to aimlessly ramble on about stupid sh-t.




    "baggedkit," he offered in his heavy nasal tone, flicking his tail before curling it snugly around himself and readjusting his white wings. giving a flex of his shoulders he quieted and instead focused on the flaps of his chullo, batting at it with his claw.

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  • so high on misery -- private

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    [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 couldn't say he was much of a traveler just yet, but with time he'd become quite the avid explorer of new lands. the four moon old child was actually planning on an exploration in a few days, to possibly find a clan he fit more snugly in. although he didn't exactly need to leave, being perfectly content in the little hellhole here, it'd be nice to find a place were routine was more regular and chatting less fluent.




    the little serval was, in fact, adventuring now, but not as far as he would've liked just yet. indeed he was planning on straying quite far from the casino, but instead a rather... blank looking feline caught his eye. he stopped in his tracks, whiskers twitching and tail lashing, before stalking up towards the unidentified female. "who are you?" he asked simply, sniffling harshly and pulling his hat down closer to himself.




    (sorry i'm a poophead but i didnt want to reply to this on mobile in fear id embarrass myself in front of u bc youre cool)

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    [size=6pt]★ trek

  • so high on misery -- private

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    [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]✯ once the lanky serval had gotten a good deal closer to the cat, who he passed off as being pure white, his eyes widened in surprise. his icy optics scanned over the technicolor that danced over the other feline's fur, obviously perplexed by the anomaly. quickly, the boy let out a little puff of breath, "woah," he awed, not even bothering to tone down his enamored expression.




    he observed the other's pelt for a few moments longer before he snapped himself out of his shock, blinking a few times before looking at the stranger's face to nod in their direction, "cool." he stated simply, not giving much else before plopping himself down. "i'm baggedkit." he ignored the fact the femme was trespassing, plus he never usually introduced himself unless he was asked. this was off to a good start.




    (omg family drama is goin down rn and im just chillin on the computer and making cookies like its all jolly dandy anywAYS im embarrassed bc i aSSUMED that chemicalpaw was just white omfg i just read the rainbow thing imma crY. also yis 4 u bc u seem rad as hecky u r a cool cucumber manbro)

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  • DAMN THESE VAMPIRES ; baggedbones bio

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  • ANIMAL IMPULSES// PLOT WITH LEONIDAS

    thread where this kid and leonidas interact and we can see where it goes? if baggy hates him leo could like,,,, show up at random times to simply bother him and frick him up a bit?? by frick him up i mean anything from just appearing out of no where while baggy's alone just to float there and annoy him, or to actually physically, mentally, emotionally and even sexually abuse him. but if they become friends or baggy likes him leo could still appear every once in a while just bug him and chat idk.

  • THE SCENE ENDS BADLY, AS YOU MIGHT IMAGINE -- private

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    [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]✯ stripe was probably wondering where the hell the little rascal had wandered off to this time around, but baggedkit couldn't bother to care at the moment, no matter how much he liked his chubby guinea pig companion. the serval tugged his hat down by one of it's flaps, two toned eyes narrowed in suspicion as he sauntered through the vast desert in which the badlanders resided. his nose was hot on the trail of something, a trespasser no doubt, but his own actions bewildered him. why was he following the stench? the feline never was one to get into things he didn't need to involve himself in. so why was he so compelled to keep going? he passed it off as a sudden burst of curiosity, and continued on his way.

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  • THE SCENE ENDS BADLY, AS YOU MIGHT IMAGINE -- private

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    [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]✯ exciting? baggedkit was rather the opposite of it. he loved routine, adored boredom more then anyone else ever could. or, at least he said he did. the young serval did indeed like exploring, and learning new things was always a plus, even playing make-believe with himself was something he loved. so, was he ever really bored? no. for the most part he just had a more laid back form of fun.




    the lissome feline glanced around, pale eyes locking in on the exiler. not that baggedkit knew whatever clan the yellow feline traveled from, though a slight shiver tingled through his spine, making the child wary. despite the twinge of fear and suspicion, the boy's face remained neutral as he called out towards the stranger, "who're you?"

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  • OUR HARMONIES WENT OUT OF TUNE -- open + temporarily gone

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    [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]✯ he needed to get away from this place. sure, he was quite content with the people, not all too loud or rambunctious, and the stars here were bright. but he'd spent so much time cooped up in his room reading, and there wasn't much to explore in a desert in the first place. he claimed to adore boredom and routine, but he wanted to test out different places before he settled somewhere.




    so, the gray serval up and left without a note or anything one night, although everyone would most likely assume he was just in his room while he was absent. the kit would return sometime soon though. maybe after a week or so. or maybe he wouldn't at all. nah, he'd left all his stuff here. the kitten would at least need to stop by for a short while to get all of it back. after all he'd only hauled a small messenger bag with him. containing his scarf, some books on space and astronomy and some rolled up posters he couldn't bare to leave. also stripe, of course, tagged along with the tall serval, and was currently sleeping on his head, curled up beneath his hat as he bared the cold temperatures of the desert night, too far gone for anyone to stop him. not that anyone would've anyways.

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  • THIS TIME THE RAVEN'S BLUE -- open + temporarily joining

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    [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 badlands had grown stale, and there wasn't much room for growth of the dark serval. therefore, the not-so-little kit had traveled over night to reach a new territory, and this was the first he stumbled upon that actually appeared to be a clan. or maybe not, but it was far too cold to continue his explorations in this weather. for now the boy simply desired shelter, in fear it would begin snowing soon.




    with a mighty sniffle and a brisk sigh, the lengthy smokey serval took a seat at the edge of the border, daring to peek his white toes past the perimeter into new territory. patience was definitely a virtue he possessed, and so he'd use the single one he was granted to his advantage, sitting at the scent-marker for however damn long it took until someone was to stumble upon him. he just tugged his messenger bag closer, pulled a tattered blue and yellow chullo out and snugly pulled it onto his cranium. now he was ready to wait.

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  • THEY'RE HERE || o ; baby hamsters

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    [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]✯ ew. birth smell. although faint, it was still there. but that wasn't the biggest of problems for the kitten, instead it was the asshole claiming to want to eat the defenseless little hamster babies that wriggled around in lucifer's box. the serval, although not knowing either of his clanmates very well at all, let out a pathetic attempt at a growl from behind the chubby tabby, icy eyes narrowed at alois. "just back off, asshole. they aren't yours to begin with." he tugged his messenger bag closer to himself, making a mental note not to take out stripe around this douche.




    (ic opinions!! he is v protective of small rodents)

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  • CHAKUNA || o ; movie

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    [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 lanky feline tossed the cream tabby a sideways glance, emotion as neutral in his eyes as it was on his face. he paid little mind to the smart remark after a moment, soon seating himself towards the back of his gathering clanmates. curling his tail tightly around himself as his guinea pig companion peeked out from under his hat to enjoy the movie, he gave a harsh sniffle and adjusted his wings into a more comfortable position. he'd watch the film even if it was stupid, he liked movies, even bland ones.

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  • here we go again | o - game

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    [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]✯ hm. the serval leisurely made his way over to investigate the scene, two tone eyes scanning over his participating clanmates as he sat off towards the side of things. his toes splayed outwards as he rolled his shoulders, waiting patiently for the game to begin so he could observe the festivities.

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