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[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]So many children. Nosferatu knew he had several children, some of their parents having once been close friends with him, and others were mere faces he only say once and never spoke of again. Slayer was born out of a marriage, Nosferatu's former husband, whom had vanished into thin air, thank the good lord above. "Well look what we have here." The cross road's demon meowed in the process of padding over before coming to a standstill beside Anders and casting Seafoam an unimposing glance. "What can I do for ya kiddo?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]"Adios." Nosferatu had ran off and joined enemy clans several times, from ThunderCkan to BloodClan to the Exiles to The Knights, and now here. A ton of moving, yes, but it was fun learning how other clans were ran. Giving a flick of his tail tip, the feline watched the duo leave before he turned and began to pad away, seeing no reason for him to stay here any longer.

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]A returning member? Nosferatu could never recall ever meeting this person, so it must have been before his time here. Nosferatu could not help but smirk lightly upon hearing the name 'Dean' at it was such a sickeningly common name and Nos began to wonder if the world would one day be enslaved and turned in the United Deans. The fantasy seemed childish, but he found it amusing. "Then welcome to SunClan bucko. The name's Nosferatu, nice to meet ya."

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]It seemed that Anders and him now shared a common appearance: A missing eye. Nosferatu had gotten his leg, his eye, his ear, and his balls all cut off, but he managed to regain all of the, which the exception of his eye. The first time he had lost an eye was in ThunderClan where he had been attacked by hunters and ended up with a pocketknife to the eye, then his legs and man-parts having been stripped from his body by his cousin, Domeric, and then his eye was taken once more by... Was that Domeric too? Nosferatu never cared to think about it, so the knowledge of it was almost nonexistent.

The obsidian demon padded down the streets and through the allies, on a mission to return home when a struggling figure caught his eye. Coming to a standstill, the warrior turned and watched for a brief moment, wondering who it was until he realized who it was. "Anders?" Inquired the German-accented male before he took a few steps forward, only to abruptly dash to the other male's side and drop to his level. "What the hell happened love?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]thank ya
would you care if nos found out who hurt him and stormed into the exiles like
'now which one of you fuckers hurt my husband?'

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Nosferatu only met Brandon once, and only once. He had never been able to actually get to know the other, ergo, the demon could care less. He had dealt with leavers and joiners more often that he would have liked majority of the time, so this was just another example of it. Picking up the scent at the border, the feline emitted a dismissive grunt before inclining his head ever so slightly. "Another one bites the dust, hm?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Only he had saved himself from Domeric's torture as he had very little magic to allow him to escape, but with correct timing and enough energy he was bale to teleport a few miles away and escape, but his injuries had been what nearly killed him. Nosferatu was not sure where he had resided during this (probably ThunderClan), but he would hold a hatred for his home clan because of it.

The small tom pulled Anders close to him and tried to bury his nose in the fur that coated Anders' neck. "I did." He agreed with both facts that Anders had uttered before the demon expelled a breath. "I didn't stay long, the thought of... Harming those I loved was something I could not do. But I will admit, I have done something more terrible than anyone in the Exiles can amount up to." He had, not directly, but he had been apart of, the genocide of millions of people, and he almost enjoyed it, even before he became a demon of calamity because of it. "I need a name. Who did this to you?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]i think it was Trojan?
I played him for a day and then adopted him out lmao

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Finally, a meeting. Nosferatu was rather picky on the rule of 'one or two meetings a week' as even he followed that rule, but it seemed several leaders were becoming lax on it. Nonetheless, that was his mere opinion. Approaching the scene, the male sat off to the side and merely listened, his attention then adverting to Sea as she spoke before then turning back to Boo. "Hella rad. Thanks and congrats!"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]/throws nos' butt forward

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yesss
can you make the thread?

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Nosferatu:

⋆ former wwii nazi soldier
⋆ after death, became a demon and possessed a cat body
⋆ former leader of thunderclan & former deputy of knights of eden
⋆ has existed for over 1 year in rl time
⋆ has been married two times
⋆ was originally based of gabriel from spn
⋆ was born in berlin, germany
⋆ speaks with a german accent
⋆ german is his first language, spanish second, and english third
⋆ has a pet hellhound named ashley

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Well, this was something that would fall under his category as an 'oddity'. Nosferatu had survived ghost, rabbit, and slugs invasions, but not quite one to this degree, and for a cat his size, turkeys could be rather lethal. The obsidian tom perched himself high up to where none of the birds would maul him if they got too close and merely observed, not sure what to do.

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Who said cats hated swimming? He was not sure why, but Nosferatu always loved swimming as ever since he became an animal did he have the drive to swim ever so often. With SunClan residing near water, he decided to seize the moment for once and take a swim, despite how cold the water was at the moment. For those who would pass by and looked at the water, they would spot a tiny black head poking out of the water a couple hundred meters out, just swimming about without a care in the world.

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]"Consider him a walking dead man." The demon murmured, his mind slowly being to flood with ideas on how to handle the situation. Maybe drag him into a pin and run giant steel nails through the limbs and slowly sever off appendages, or maybe a slow deprivation of oxygen from bouncing him in and out of water, or having the flesh burned off. It did not take long until Nosferatu snapped out of his reverie, such gruesome thoughts having never marred him mind in so long. "No, I'll heal you. All you need to do is rest and let me take care of you. How can I die if I'm dead? Anders, I am dead, I'm a corrupted spirit of a deceased man possessing a cat body, my body can die, but I cannot. I'm eternal."

Immortality was worse than any torture that anyone could sustain. You watched as your friends and family grew up, grew old, and die, all while you never aged, never grew, and never died. It was a life full of heartbreak and agony, one he would never get use to. He lost his friends: Bella, Castiel, Tiny, Fragile, Burning, and even his putrid ex-husband; They were all gone. His closest friends, friends he thought of as family gone for good.

"I'm here, just relax. I'm not going to ever leave you." He drew in a breath and shifted his gaze upward, watching a few clouds slowly drift by. Pure and untroubled, a life he would suffer to achieve. "You know what? We never got to have our wedding, or at least a proper one. How about when you get better, we can try to give it another shot?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]"Wait, wait, wait, Who the hell died?" Maybe he would get some nasty looks or yelled out for his inquiry, but with everyone moping about over someone unannounced corpse, he was bound to get some answers. Giving a flick of his tail tip, the obsidian male plopped down, trying to sort things out.

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]Nos and Bucky need a threaddd

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]/slithers in
hello again

[fancypost borderwidth=0;text-align:justify; width: 440px;font-family:arial;line-height:14px]this place is far from hell xD

I have a doctor appt tomorrow and I have to be under laughing gas and I'm scared ;-;

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"We can always build a freezer." Nosferatu meowed in Shark's direction. It might be a bit morbid for some of the younger members, but it would feed the clan for awhile. Despite this, Nosferatu never really liked the taste of turkey, so it was safe to say he would avoid consuming any that were caught.