Posts by BLINDFOLD

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  • THIS FOOL (Open, vandalism)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]he nodded in agreement with road. this was the first time he found himself liking her thinking. "that's exactly what i'm saying. but i don't think we should host another raid, no... we should just leave something on their territory as a little 'thank you...'" he said, a devilish grin on his features. he already had a few ideas, though he wasn't sure what would get them back for the spray paint. after all, that was a pretty good idea. "what do y'all think would be a good comeback?"[/fancypost]
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  • RUN BOY RUN + private - blindfold

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    far off, away from the caves and even farther into the dense jungle territory walked a tiger. now this tiger wasn't an ordinary tiger for a number of reasons. one, he was magenta-colored. he could easily be seen in any biome, unless the grass and snow was turning pink due to some unnatural reason. two, he was an anthropomorphic, living in the exiles as a mass rapist. because he was considered a criminal—also for a number of rather unspoken reasons—the exiles was the only place that accepted him, a place where he could make mistakes and there would be others there like him. thirdly, he lived in harmony with other animals of different species; meaning that he wouldn't hunt down his own clanmate, who happened to be a cute little rabbit. it was quite unusual, going against almost every law of the natural. at least anything was possible.


    this was why it wasn't hard to believe that a rottweiler puppy could make it all the way from a subdivision to a jungle. after all, blindfold had been wandering a bit close to the very edges of the territory, finding himself nearly in the lonelands. that was where he met a lot of people, who seemed to come from completely different environments. it was like there was an invisible barrier between two worlds, allowing one to cross over at their own discretion. it was hard to imagine that several times he crossed that barrier, each time on a different occasion. what was the occasion this time, he wondered. what could have drawn him so close to the edge of his own world. absolutely what could it be for?


    that was the question he continued to ask himself.


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  • MAYBE THIS IS GOODBYE --visitor + needs Whitesilence

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]his love was back... only, to his dismay, he was not here to stay. he had mixed feelings rise in his chest, although the most prominent was a protective sense. it was a flash, and the next thing he knew a flaming unsheathed paw came crashing in jammal's direction, aiming to sting him upside the head. he then stood between jammal and reiki, a low growl in his throat. he knew reiki was only here to return books and was therefore considered a trespasser but he wasn't about to let him get hurt. not even by the male carrying his children. "f*ck off, jammal." the words were thick with poison and he quickly turned to reiki, desperation in his eyes. "please leave." he whispered to the male, his eyes beginning to water in attempt to continue his little act.[/fancypost]
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  • i believe that there's hope | open, joining

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    [justify]the tiger would also be next to appear, standing beside no one in particular as he observed the newcomer curiously. she looked a little soft to be joining the exiles, but hey, didn't mean she couldn't be roughed up a bit. besides, looks didn't always represent the people themselves, rather the persona determined such. he would wait in silence for her response, looking interested to see what may come of her.
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  • YOU CAN'T SMOKE FOR FREE // o- spin the bottle

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]blindfold was the next to arrive, mostly curious. the tiger could easily recall a time he'd hosted a spin the bottle game, where he ended up kissing brokenrecord. it was funny, also, considering littlekit had went and the bottle landed on broken, and the usually grumpy child had got her hopes up for nothing. he grinned at the memories, and came over to sit, unsure who the bottle was landing on. [/fancypost]
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  • you never told me [p, blindfold]

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    [justify]to be completely honest, blindfold had no intentions on actually hurting the boy. he was amusing to watch, and a lot of times he wasn't particularly impressive... however, the boy reminded him a lot of whitesilence, which also reminded him of himself. the children had a nature about them that suggested they were internally strong, yet that was only their exterior appearance. truth be told, these kids were genuinely hurt by the bullying, and it was the unknown connection blindfold had with such that hurt him as a person. sure, it could be considered his weak spot, though that wouldn't help these boys and their pain.


    noticing the look in his face, he was then reminded of a much younger version of himself. sure, he was clearly p*ssed, but that didn't mean it hadn't actually affected him in a much stronger way. in order to get close to mika, he would have to be nice to him. such a drastic change in nature wouldn't appear right, though, so he would have to shape his response into that somehow. to start, he found himself still grinning at the kid. "loosen up a bit, mika! have some fun." he said, as he shoved his massive paw in the river beside them and splashed some water at the kid. "come on, splash me back!" rather than fight with claws, perhaps it would be both less stressful and more fun to fight with water tactics.
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  • THIS FOOL (Open, vandalism)

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 440px; color: white; font-size: 7pt; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]considering blindfold had done these sorts of things many times before—he lived for messing with other clans—he was pretty experienced with the vandalism. the disgusting sense of it was nothing to him. he had to be indifferent about it in order to be a member of the exiles. in fact, he was growing to secretly enjoy it. listening to both of their suggestions, he found himself liking both. perhaps they should go all out. "i like both of those ideas. what if we follow through with kathleen, is it? beautiful name, dear. we can follow through with kathleen's as well as mika's, with the entire head-on-pole thing. sounds great?" this was the most unifying thing he'd ever dealt with, and he was happy about that.[/fancypost]
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  • RUN BOY RUN + private - blindfold

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    [justify]having spent a period of time in his life where he knew nothing about the world, nothing about how to survive in the world, he knew just how this puppy was feeling. blindfold too had been somewhat abandoned. he ended up all on his own, trying desperately to survive. having no skill in fighting or even the abilities to hunt, survival was not an easy thing for him during his first few months alone. eventually he found his way to the badlands, where he learned a few things, before he had to set off on his own again. it was his time out there on his own that helped him become the man he was today. despite all the bad things he'd done, he was still a good guy. he still had some goodness left in him, it was a shred of goodness, but it was clearly evident.


    going back to the exiles was a hard thing for him to do. he'd been born there, tortured there, threatened, and eventually driven out by will. he didn't want to stay there because of the things they did. he hated the people in the exiles, but there was no where else for him to go. his crimes were punishable by death, but at least he could live in freedom in the exiles. eventually living in the exiles proved to be a good thing for him as well. he'd grown used to the customs and the beliefs, and the people in the community were starting to accept him. in his current state, he was a bit depressed, only because there was nothing to keep him going. all of his previous friends had left or vanished. he was barely keeping his position, and all of his family, all of his kids, they didn't want anything to do with him. it was like he was too much of a disgrace to even look at. yet, they knew absolutely nothing about him, who he really was on the inside. it hurt, but life... hurt.


    at first he hadn't even noticed the pup, wandering all lonesome in the jungle. he was so fazed by his thoughts that he almost didn't hear the whimpering. but the fact that it was still present before him, showed that he had to have heard it. if he could hear the puppy, even when he was lost in his own little world, then that meant that some other predator in the jungle could also hear him. most likely, that predator would not be so merciful. and what exactly made blindfold merciful? the mere fact that he had a soft spot for kids. he'd been nominated as the "resident parent" in the exiles, during one of his better months. other people were starting to take notice of that weakness of his, and thank god no one had used it against him yet. perhaps that was the bright side of your kids not wanting to do anything with you. if you didn't have anyone to worry about, then you couldn't be manipulated. still, people always found a way to get to the people that they didn't like.


    as he crept forward silently, he could continue to move unheard, though his appearance would be the killer. either way, it seemed he was doomed. from whichever approach he tried, he could easily instill fear in the child. he was a massive tiger, and one could easily presume that he was on the hunt. drawing out a soft sigh, he would try to intercept the pup. perhaps he would allow him to talk to him? "hey there," he spoke gently, his voice slightly above that of a whisper. "don't worry, i'm not here to hurt you. are you lost?" his gaze drifted over the pup, and though it was unseen, he could tell he was in pain.
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  • hunger of the pine | open; meeting

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    [justify]well, the bright side was he was there, and he had actually been pretty active around so far. perhaps one of these days he would get lucky. he currently had no motivation to move forward, but perhaps that would change real soon. even though his mother said to inspire despair, he could only hope, otherwise, he would probably end up killing himself. then bubblebreath wouldn't be the only one laying at the bottom of the cliff. he let out a soft sigh, before nodding to dystopia. "noted." someday he would prove himself.
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  • RUN BOY RUN + private - blindfold

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    the child's scenting was somewhat right, considering he came from a home full of killers. he himself was not exactly considered a murderer, though he had tortured a deal of people. he could also say he'd never hurt children though that would be a lie, seeing as torturing anyone and everyone tended to be an occupational hazard. it was somewhat of a vigil, or proving your loyalty to the exiles. if you could show no mercy when hurting people then you had much potential. unfortunately, blindfold had been unable to maintain his standards as of late and was therefore on what he assumed to be a trial. it was also a bit disheartening, however, it was indeed a part of life.


    perhaps one could question his intentions upon knowing his backstory. the life he came from involved pain and alike things, finding victims to torture for pleasure as well as for information. seeing as this puppy was simply an innocent, knowing absolutely nothing (he didn't even know what kind of animal blindfold was) it was not exactly the case here. any intentions would strictly be protection and "saving." as the child backed away, immediately blindfold's first thought was how badly he'd failed already, and how willing he was to give up. he didn't work well with fearful people and easily grew discouraged. he was an intimidating person already so how would he ever convince someone he was not there to hurt them? he needed to earn this pup's trust, but the main question was how?


    well, i don't know, dumbass, maybe you should try being nice to the kid.


    his inner ego spoke to him at the most stressful of times, and why it would occur to him now, he wasn't entirely sure. it wasn't even helpful. deciding to try it again—determined to prove himself to himself—he would crouch down so he was eye level with the pup. "my name is blindfold, and i'm a tiger." he murmured in response, a warm smile growing onto his features. his next move was indecisive, as he couldn't be sure what to do, but he decided to incorporate it for sake of the pup's comfort. "what about you? what's your name?"
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  • the opinions of sheep // open, visitor

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    [justify]"nightflower, please, don't be so rude. we have a guest." came the smooth voice of the tiger as he appeared. clearly, this fellow had forgotten dystopia's explanation of the business exchanged on the border. he'd obviously went way aside from the usual, anyhow. "do excuse him, he has no manners. what is your business? and i'll need a name, of course, dear."


    //forgive the crappy post guys blame it on tiredness
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  • PACIFY HER< SHES GETTING ON MY NERVES (OPEN,LUNCH)

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    [justify]personally he didn't fancy human food. the only reason he came was to mess with some people's heads... jammal's in particular. he felt a little bad for striking at the guy when reiki was visiting. had he knew his experience with fire, he probably wouldn't have burned him, he just didn't like the idea of jammal hurting reiki. but hurting jammal was just as bad, and blindfold wanted to... apologize, as sickening as it sounded. coming over, the tiger would stop in front of jammal and gesture towards the open blanket across from him. "is it alright if i sit here?" he asked, before he finally took the open seat. he wasn't about to wait for the panther to respond before he apologized. it took him a few moments of silence before he actually did so. "hey, i'm sorry to hear about bubs. i know you must really miss him." he said, genuine concern on his face. it was his first attempt to start conversation.
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  • SATAN'S SISTER | private

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    [justify]bump, only to see if you read your pms on vexxy
    edit: you're such a hard person to get a hold of, pls tell me you see this
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  • the opinions of sheep // open, visitor

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    [justify]//+ic opinions excuse the extreme profanity


    as much as he hated to admit it, this guy really ticked him off. he could easily recall the guy remarking on when he'd tortured some kids as well. he was beginning to wonder whether or not this asshole had a personal vendetta against him or if he just liked pissing people off. he contained himself, however, and thought of dystopia as he spoke. he could only hope she would appear to back him up on this rather than embarrass the hell out of him. "first of all, asshole, this guy wasn't even given the opportunity to state his business. we aren't sure what he is really here for. he could be here to speak to dystopia about whatever the f*ck you can imagine, or even visit with a family member. if he is indeed here to cause trouble, then yes, kill him. but don't kill him before you know the terms he is here on, dumbass." with that being said, the tiger turned to leave. "now get the hell off of my ass, because no matter how much you think you're worth it, your dick isn't half as big as you think it is." after the words were spoken, the tiger eventually faded away. if he was to remain there, he'd probably light himself on fire. frankly, he didn't care anymore. he would no longer be patient with the idiocy of his clanmates. if they wanted to f*ck with him, they were gonna get their asses kicked, and he would be sure of that. blindfold was not the guy they should mess with.
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  • Private Testing.

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    ARROGANT | CONDESCENDING | SPY | ASS-HOLE | SECRETIVE | CLEVER | PARAGON of


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    + ic opinions only


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  • RUN BOY RUN + private - blindfold

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    [justify]//i'm really sorry, i promise i haven't forgotten or ignored this!
    this month is generally my busiest in the year so i have some complications getting on during the week (usually i am able to post during lunchtime) but i'm on during the weekends.
    again, i apologize! this week has been rough


    so he had been a bit of comfort to the child after all. he watched as the pup soon began to relax and responded to him in a more calm way. he found himself grinning at how adorable he was, though soon enough a thought had occurred to him. "well boone, what are you doing here? are you lost?" he'd question aloud, echoing the thought in a gentle voice. it was a good question to ask, considering he knew his clanmates would have attacked the poor child by now without even receiving an answer. it was a waste of energy and blood to fight someone when their terms were peaceful.


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  • RUN BOY RUN + private - blindfold

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    [justify]//i know how you feel! i apologize again; i know i'm the one holding it up


    although the tiger could easily look at the pup and make several assumptions based on what he saw, he could not tell how hungry he was, nor how badly hurt he was. he could see he was in pain, however, and still jittery out of what he guessed was fear. he frowned slightly at this, beginning to sympathize with the other. he hadn't the slightest clue what the child had went through, but he could only guess, based on what he knew about life and such things.


    "it's okay, dear, i understand. you're alright now."


    the amount of reassurance in just one statement was unbelievable. what it could do to others, how it could be inspiring... who knew? blindfold simply nodded in understanding, hopefully backing up his thoughts. he could have said he was safe but that would have been too presumptuous, and he didn't want to freak the kid out so soon.


    "if you don't want to talk about it, it's fine. also, you are welcome to stay here and join us if you like."
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  • the age of man is over | open; human torture

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    [justify]eww, a human. he despised humans with every waking fiber in his body, the spite-driven emotion feeding him with energy as he walked over. claws scraped against the solid, icy floor as he looked from dystopia to the absurd piece of trash that she'd captured. a growl rose in his throat, and the hairs on his back were beginning to spike. he could be seen as threatening, but the hilarity to the matter was the mere fact that he was feeling threatened by this bipedal animal. he spoke out in the darkness, voice low and persistent.


    "kill him."


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  • SATAN'S SISTER | private

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    [justify]blindfold had always known feliks to be a strong-minded individual, the guy who seemed to always have his sh*t together. it came as a shock to him to see that he was at a lacking for this now, throwing out his usual intentions to "befriend" blindfold, so it'd seemed. and blindfold himself was at a loss for words by now, all his smoothness being caught up as he searched for answers. he felt like an idiot, staring, challenging at feliks, with no rejoinder to back up that challenge. even so, he was determined not to give in to feliks' honesty; to keep hold of the little bit of upper-hand he had in the conversation. although he was resolute on the matter, he still found himself collapsing (metaphorically, of course) at the very paws of the male before him.


    "am i in... trouble?" the playful response was more of a question than an answer, and he could only hope it held the same affect as his previous words. with the words came another, very discreet, step forward, and a flirtatious wink on his part. he wasn't even sure when he'd stood up, but it seemed like he was dominating the situation at the moment, wordless and all. he only wondered what feliks would say next.
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  • The candy store {open, torture}

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    [justify]//ugh i know someone is going to reply to this without reading my post, so before you post, at least understand he whispered into sadie's ear, not loud enough for others to hear. thank you.


    another torture? eh well this should be fun. the tiger arrived to the scene, chipper and all, only to growl in dismay. sango... his aunt... hell to the no. within an instant, the larger beast soared across the cold, hard surface, attempting to barrel into sadie and knock the bat away from sango before it'd even touched her. "touch her, you die." his voice was hard and low as he growled the words in her ear, inaudible for the rest of his clanmates to hear. he didn't want them to hear his threat. sango was one of his only family members left, and even though he never saw her, he still cared about her. she'd given him an offer he had to consider, and one day, perhaps, he'd take it.
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